Chapter 35: Each Their Own Choice

After much contemplation, Miss Vilyric decided to inform the two ladies of the intel she had gathered.

This was an issue that Leila and Renée would inevitably encounter, so rather than keeping it from them, it was better to tell them early, giving them a chance to mentally prepare.

“Sorry for the wait, it’s a long story, really…”

The sisters silently listened as the Priestess shared the whole situation, and their expressions gradually became more lively as the hidden secrets buried in history were unveiled.

“So… does that mean that my sister and I have become mythological beings? Even gods, descendants of the Divine One?”

With her snow-white hair, the purer and more introverted younger sister, Renée, was the first to react this time.

Meanwhile, Leila still looked dazed, her expression akin to that of a lowly worker stuck at a meager salary of five thousand a month, labored tirelessly six days a week with no year-end bonus, who has suddenly hit the jackpot.

Miss Vilyric nodded helplessly.

“That’s roughly it. You don’t have to look at me with those strange eyes. The bloodline has been yours all along; I merely purified and amplified it by chance.”

“You make it sound too understated…”

Leila chuckled wryly, glancing at the shimmering white wings that had just sprouted from her back, and reaching to touch the small decorative wings that extended from her hair and concealed her ears.

“I felt something was off during this period. Not only did my strength suddenly surge, but even without intentional training, my physical prowess has been improving at an unprecedented speed, and then there are these new wings whose purpose is still unclear… If what Miss Vilyric says is accurate, that could explain a lot.”

“It’s getting late.”

Exchanging glances, the sisters bowed to Miss Vilyric.

“We… need some time to sort out our emotions, so we won’t disturb your rest, Miss Vilyric.”

“Mhm, see you tomorrow?”

“See you tomorrow.”

As they left the room and closed the door behind them, Miss Vilyric refrained from offering them any consolation.

Such transformative experiences, whether good or bad, are not something anyone can accept all at once, so it’s better for them to mull it over.

As for what they would choose next—whether to continue following Miss Vilyric or to leverage this opportunity to pursue status in the Kingdom of Azure—it was entirely up to them.

Just like Miss Vilyric has always believed.

Who can say what the future holds?

…

The next morning.

Miss Vilyric stepped out of her room with her little Dragon Daughter, slowly making her way down the wooden stairs to the hall on the first floor, where many members of the envoy group had already gathered.

Leila and Renée, Edwina Cecelia, and others were sitting together eating breakfast. Upon seeing Miss Vilyric, they hurriedly waved at her.

Everyone was familiar with one another, so no need for formalities; Miss Vilyric and Xiao Guang went to grab some buffet food and sat down beside them.

The Kingdom of Queway is known for its abundant vegetables and fruits, and the breakfast prepared by the cooks in this guesthouse for the United Kingdom’s envoy was quite nice, probably made from freshly prepared ingredients.

Miss Vilyric preferred light flavors, so she only took a bowl of porridge, a braised egg, a few slices of fruit, and something resembling a fried dough stick, but less greasy, made from a special flour of this region.

As for Xiao Guang, being a pure-blood Dragon, she naturally grabbed a pile of various meats. After all, she could finish it all, and everyone had their own taste in food, so Miss Vilyric didn’t plan to comment on it.

“Good morning, Miss Vilyric, Miss Xiao Guang.”

The sisters sitting across from them put down their utensils and respectfully greeted the two ladies. Miss Vilyric smiled and nodded in response.

“Good morning! How did you sleep last night?”

With so many people around, the fewer who knew the secret of Leila and Renée’s ancestral bloodline, the better, so Miss Vilyric didn’t speak directly but used a more subtle approach.

“Well, after calming down, it actually wasn’t too hard to accept. After all, it’s a good thing for us, so you don’t need to worry, Miss Vilyric.”

Leila smiled slightly, while her more reserved sister Renée nodded continuously like a chick pecking at rice.

“Really? It’s great that you’ve come to terms with it. Now let’s eat.”

Miss Vilyric could tell that the sisters weren’t just making polite remarks to placate her; they genuinely believed so, so there was no need for her to continue worrying about their mental state.

Ultimately, she felt a certain responsibility in this matter, and considering that Leila and Renée were now effectively her half-attendants or friends, while Miss Vilyric didn’t wish to provoke trouble, she wasn’t completely cold-hearted.

Along with Edwina Cecelia sitting beside her, the five of them chatted while eating, quickly finishing breakfast.

At that moment, the envoy group leader, Miss Philena Trelop, arrived in her formal attire.

Since Miss Vilyric had declared the “Southern Disaster” would no longer cause trouble after her return yesterday, Philena had no further concerns.

Although a few leaders from the Kingdom of Queway clearly expressed skepticism toward this side’s claims, the envoy from the United Kingdom had no need to be restrained by the concerns of subordinate country leaders; if Philena insisted on leaving, there was nothing they could do.

Thus, at around eight in the morning, after all members had gathered, the envoy set off from the guesthouse.

They traveled north along the road of Lord Anil, soon reaching the city’s southern gate.

Since Philena had already made arrangements the night before, the guards of Anil City had cleared the roads and stood by the roadside to prevent any unexpected incidents.

Speaking of which, the Kingdom of Queway wasn’t having it easy; since the envoy’s arrival, they’ve been busy and fearful of missing something or causing an issue.

What can they do? The United Kingdom is the big boss after all.

Sitting in the carriage, Miss Vilyric absentmindedly pulled back the curtain and extended half her head out to take a look outside.

Although it was still morning, news of the United Kingdom’s envoy passing through had spread like wildfire, and many residents of Anil City had gathered on both sides, curiously watching.

Many people even held various banners and flowers, loudly cheering to display the “enthusiasm” of Anil City’s citizens.

The well-meaning warning from the city guard still echoed in her ears; had she not visited once beforehand and witnessed the local customs for herself, she might have genuinely believed this place was friendlier than anywhere in the United Kingdom.

It was likely that the Kingdom of Queway had arranged such a display, which wasn’t surprising at all.

However, what surprised Miss Vilyric was that as they approached the southern gate, she spotted a group of adventurers lining the path to bid them farewell, and the leader was none other than the tall Mr. Epunya, with triangular beast ears, the former “Martial Madman.”

This time, he didn’t wear any disguise but chose to reveal his true appearance, and the surrounding adventurers showed no reaction.

It seemed he must have gone through quite a bit after parting ways with Miss Vilyric and the others.

Everyone has their own lives; he’s found what he wanted, I suppose.

Standing beside Epunya was Miss Mier, the half-cat daughter; when Miss Vilyric spotted them, they just happened to cast their gaze her way.

Mier’s eyes lit up, and she waved goodbye somewhat reluctantly, while Epunya seemed much more composed, simply clasping his hands together and smiling, shaping his lips to say,

“I wish you a smooth journey, esteemed lady.”

Then, the convoy passed through the city gate, leaving Anil City behind.

   

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