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It was not until the master of the Pure Land of Dark Night came in person that the young children looked up and witnessed how great her figure was, which was enough to block the stars.

"Ok?"

Youya tilted her head slightly and looked at the blonde girl in front of her who was wearing a cute dress, with her hands on her hips and beautiful emerald eyes.

"Hello, what do you do for me?"

She immediately put the book on her knees and asked politely.

Then, the girl's mouth corners were seen curled up, and her hands were placed in front of her eyes in a unique posture, especially highlighting her left eye covered by the blindfold.

"Hehe. It seems that you and I are the same type of existence - both are travelers from another world who are not accepted by the world."

Although her tone was childish, it was also very mature.

"Although you have hidden yourself well, your fate is in my hands before my Eyes of Judgment, which can see through the thread of cause and effect."

As she spoke, she blinked her right eye frantically, as if hinting at something.

"...Oh, are you also a traveler from another world?" Youya narrowed her eyes slightly, looked at him seriously, and then asked cautiously: "My princess, may I know your name?"

"Since you are asking so sincerely, I will specially tell you - I am the master of the Pure Land of Dark Night, Princess Fischl of Judgment. My full name is Fischl von Rufuschloss Nafedot -!"

As if she had accomplished some kind of life achievement, the girl who called herself Fischl had an extremely intoxicated expression.

This made Youya couldn't help laughing, but fortunately her ability to manage facial expressions came in handy. She controlled herself from laughing and made herself look more surprised.

"——Are you the famous Princess of Judgment?"

"...Hey, am I that famous...No!" The girl first exclaimed in a low voice, then quickly adjusted her expression and became even more arrogant and proud: "Ahem - that's right, I am the Princess of Conviction who galloped across the stars, traveled through many worlds, experienced the fate of ten thousand universes, and read all the apocalypses of the soul!

However, I never expected that this holy place that shelters the saints would have someone as discerning as you."

Fischl walked around her, her eyes naturally and inevitably falling on her slender hands wrapped in bandages and her legs that were struggling to stand.

Yuya responded with a gentle smile, showing it to her openly, and asked, "Does the princess care about these useless legs?"

Young girls are always compassionate, and this little princess who never gives up her own nobility is no exception.

"Yes, even I can't help but be curious. Mermaid girl from the land of ice and waves, has your once brilliant and beautiful tail been cursed now because you came to this forbidden world?"

The character designed for her made it very easy for Youya to empathize with her, and it was also rare that someone knew her family but had no ill feelings towards her.

Perhaps, she could become friends with the Princess of Conviction named Fischl.

Well, if you want to become friends, you naturally have to start with the things that the other person is interested in.

From the characteristics revealed during the conversation, there is no doubt that Fischl is a middle school girl with a strong love for fantasy and a complete logical worldview of her own.

Once you understand this, all you need to do is prescribe the right medicine.

Yuya, who was sitting in a wheelchair, straightened up slightly. Although her face was a little red due to shame for what she was about to say, she had a certain temperament that matched Fischl.

"No, this curse does not originate from this world. It is because after the waves of the starry sea rose and fell a thousand times, I saw a certain possibility in the cold and dark abyss, so I made a wish to an indescribable existence in exchange for the price of being a human being—"

She stroked her legs gently. Although she could not walk, it seemed that she had always taken good care of herself in the past. The exposed skin looked delicate and fair, and at first glance it looked like fine porcelain.

"Although I have difficulty in moving, for me, it has been a complete transformation, like a new life—"

As she spoke, she leaned forward slightly and asked Fischl in front of her.

"Princess of Judgment, since you have such a title and a left eye that can see through the vanity of the world - can you tell me whether this crime of longing for a new life and abandoning the shackles of the past should be punished by the Holy Judgment?"

The right eye hidden behind the wave-colored hair was also revealed at this moment. This gaze filled with purity and innocence made Fischl's heart tremble.

However, there were words that perhaps other children or even adults could not answer, but she could understand them in a special way!

She gently shook her long golden hair and took off the eyepatch on her left eye, revealing an emerald pupil that was exactly the same as her right eye. The smile on her mouth was as cunning as a cat's, and her arms were folded.

"Hehe! To judge those who deserve punishment, to bless those favored by fate, to accommodate all the unforgivable dreams in the world with the endless pure land of the dark night. This is the heavy mission that the bloodline of the Princess of Judgment carries, and no one is allowed to question it."

She pointed at the girl sitting in the wheelchair, as proud as a princess who judged everything.

"And you, since you have the resolution to abandon the dusty past, then just move forward boldly! Even if the shadow of sinful blood will crawl out from the abyss and transform into a group of stupid and ferocious beasts eager to tear you into pieces, as long as you firmly believe in the lofty ideals and the pure dream of your own, you will surely be able to overcome the trial and receive the glory!"

"...Thank you for your words of advice, Princess Fischl."

Youya touched her chest and thanked him solemnly, and Fischl also let out a long breath as if she had completed some ritual, her little face flushed with excitement.

But she had not forgotten her own personality, and quickly said modestly: "No need to thank me, as a princess, I have the noble duty to protect all the souls of the world, you have already-"

Before Fischl could finish, a man's voice called out from behind her.

"——Little Amy, it's time for us to go home!"

He was a middle-aged man dressed as an adventurer, with a gentle face and hair color similar to Fischl's. He addressed her in a particularly affectionate way.

But this made Fischl like a furious kitten, and she immediately turned around and spoke angrily.

"Oh my! Dad, you really should call me by my real name when we're outside!"

"Ah, sorry. Fischl, but we should go home now."

The gentleman smiled sheepishly, scratched his head, then extended his hand to her, motioning her to go home with him.

"Hmm? Is that the Emperor of the Dark Night?"

Yuya hid her little face behind the book, observing the other party carefully, and asked Fischl questions at the same time.

"Is he unhappy with my overreach?"

Hearing the confusion of her rare friend, Fischl shook her head and turned to explain to her, "The Emperor of the Dark Night has a broad mind, enough to accommodate the destruction and rebirth of a thousand worlds. The mere communication between you and me is not enough to arouse the anger of my father.

The truth is that the Queen has brought the holy medicine that can heal wounds, and Father needs to go back to heal the hidden wounds left after fighting the World Beast. "

"Ah, there's more!" She seemed to remember something and said seriously, "The beasts of the world are numerous, and even this princess finds it difficult to deal with them. If you encounter one, you must be very careful and do not step into the territory of the night patrol beast called "World."

"Hey, did little Fischl find a like-minded friend?"

The "Emperor of the Night" seemed to have heard the conversation between the two. He came closer and asked kindly.

"That's right! She is the one whom I have promised to follow! Her name is——"

Fischl took his hand, but halfway through the introduction she suddenly froze in embarrassment and could only look at Yuya.

"Hello, Emperor of the Dark Night. I am Youya, Youya Lawrence, a traveler who has fallen into a foreign land."

Youya spoke considerately.

"It is a great honor to meet your princess—"

She met Fischl's eyes and winked playfully.

Chapter 8 My style of doing things!

After saying goodbye to the cute little Fischl, Youya stopped waving and placed her hands on the cover of the book. The fine texture of the cover felt good to the touch, but it did not make her interested in continuing reading.

At some point, Sister Ibella, who was leaning on the railing to enjoy the breeze, came closer. The fruits under her monastic robe, which looked particularly plump due to her forward leaning movement, told of her mature and rich beauty.

"...I am a little surprised, but I can understand you a little, Miss Lawrence."

"——Are you also a nun who is entangled in thorns and trying to atone for the sins of the world?"

"...I am not. Miss Lawrence, please be careful with the way you communicate with that little girl. This will cause the church to suffer more strange looks."

Although Mondstadt is a free city-state, wouldn't it always make people question her professional level for her to talk to a little girl about these things that are far beyond imagination?

Sister Ibella sighed slightly and then spoke.

"I mean the rapport you and her have. If she didn't even know your name, I would have thought you two had known each other for a long time."

"Is there anything strange about this?"

Youya looked at her and asked with some confusion.

"That's not wrong. After all, you and she are both very special children."

As she spoke, she looked in the direction where the Fischl family had left.

"That little girl is actually similar to you... Her parents are both very busy adventurers who are often away from home. She has no friends and is recognized as a weirdo among the kids."

"Is that so... She is also an isolated child?"

These words, which seemed like sympathy, did not move Sister Ibella, who just spoke in a flat tone.

"But it's a good thing for you, isn't it? At least she won't reject you and may even become your friend."

“…It’s not a good thing.”

The girl shook her head at her.

“If the premise of making friends is that the other person is as unlucky as I am, then the two of us who come together are just licking our wounds in each other’s shadows.”

"Is that so? Considering the vocabulary you have mastered at your age, you are indeed worthy of the title of a descendant of the old nobility, but it is difficult to evaluate your thoughts."

The Ibera sister always hit back at her from strange angles.

Sometimes Youya would wonder if this nun was the kind of adult who would tell a child with a straight face that “there is no Ultraman in the world”.

(Although it is true that there is no such thing in this 'world'...)

After muttering this in her heart, Youya spoke again.

"Anyway, if I could become friends with her, I would be very happy, but I don't want her to become friends with me for such a bad reason... Wouldn't that make me or her the worst choice for each other?"

She twirled the ends of her wavy hair, her expression a little unnatural.

"Even I wouldn't want to be the second choice after being eliminated. I believe Fischl thinks the same way."

"Really? The topic seems to have become heavy. Too much stress is not conducive to physical recovery. You should think about something happier. Miss Lawrence——"

"Then Sister Ibella, can you tell me why you know so much?"

"Miss Lawrence will know when she grows up——"

This adult clearly brought up this topic without permission, but he was too lazy to even respond to the child.

It's really too much...

Youya could only give her a somewhat resentful expression, while Sister Ibella ignored her protest and chose to push her wheelchair out of the church.

Not far from the entrance of this magnificent cathedral, there is a giant stone statue with a hood and a long robe, wings on its back, and its hands in a cupped position, as if spreading the seeds of the wind.

This is the object of worship of this church, the wind god Barbatos.

Judging from the scale, this is truly a country where belief in gods is widely spread.

As Sister Ibera lifted the wheelchair and steadily carried her down the long steps of the church, she could still see the shield emblem carved with a wolf's head.

If I remember correctly...it seems to be referring to the Knight of the North Wind?

Also, Sister Ibella, aren't you a little too strong?

You know, her wheelchair is made of a solid wooden structure. It is heavy and quite resistant to falling. It doesn't look like it can be lifted up easily.

Although it is not uncommon to see the burly head nurse carrying a bed full of patients and rushing up the stairs, it feels particularly contrasting to see Sister Ibella, who is not so "strong", easily carry down a patient and a wheelchair together.

Youya was lost in thought while looking around, but her eyes met with another little head with light-colored hair.

"Ah! I finally found you, Yuya and Sister Ibella."

It's Barbara.

She was still wearing the lovely white, blue and gold dress, with a large dark blue star-dot bow swinging slightly in front of her chest as she ran.

"After I played with them for a while, I thought it was about time to come out and look for you guys, but I never found you."

She spoke rapidly, not even taking a breath before preparing for the next sentence.

He is truly a talented idol-type contestant.

When Sister Ibella was about to come up with the speech she had prepared in advance, Youya raised the book in her book and said with a hint of apology.

"I'm sorry, Barbara. I asked Sister Ibella to take me to a quieter place to read."

This made Barbara's expression look much better, and she wasn't as anxious as she was at the beginning.

And Sister Ibella glanced at her with some surprise.

Out of some guilt, Youya asked in a low voice.

"Did it take you a long time to find it?"

"Hmm... not really. I was just a little worried when I didn't see you guys when I came out. It's also my fault for not realizing it right away."

Barbara soon smiled as brightly as a sunflower.