[Volume 4]: Chapter 65 - A Sweet Girl Won’t Be Fooled By The Villainess

After seeing Amelia nod, Ifia felt like she had found her focus. She thought, "Whatever, might as well lend a hand." Just out of the work mode in the palace, she needed some time to relax and conveniently, Saint Tiffany's residence was perfect for a retreat. It was like staying at a B&B during a vacation— and it was free! "It's my honor to be of help to the Saint," Ifia agreed gleefully, making Saint Tiffany smile slightly and gesturing for her to step forward. Perhaps it was the gentle and harmless aura of the saint that made Ifia not resist, but two demons standing beside her did not like it. Amelia frowned, but considering that the saint shouldn't do anything useless, she suppressed her thoughts. On the other hand, Taromati, who was standing nearby, looked at the two of them as if her husband was about to have an affair. Just as she was about to say something, Amelia promptly used magic to seal her mouth. Though it took some time to deal with Taromati, silencing her was not a difficult task. "Mm-mm!" Taromati angrily pointed at Amelia, wanting to question, but Amelia chose to ignore her, looking directly at Ifia instead. "Relax, it's just a blessing, wishing you all the best for the future," Saint Tiffany spoke soothingly, as the halo of blessing she had given earlier had faded significantly. This time, her fingertips touched Ifia's forehead, and then emitted an unmistakable white light, making Ifia feel warm all over. The weakened soul and lost spiritual power were replenished, making Ifia's body feel light and comfortable, as if she could fall asleep at any moment. Simultaneously, the holy lotus mark on Ifia's neck quickly appeared, its concealed magic already eliminated and exposed again to everyone's sight. The saint carefully examined it, even though her eyes were covered with a blindfold, she could still see clearly. After giving her the blessing, Saint Tiffany looked at Amelia and suddenly said, "The Holy Lotus is well-nurtured. It has advanced faster than expected, so the ritual can commence tomorrow at noon." It seemed that Ifia had been doing some just deeds in the meantime, accelerating the growth of the Holy Lotus. Upon hearing the advancement in the schedule, Amelia nodded to the saint, then gently held Ifia, who seemed totally relaxed, like a content little cat wanting to lay down on the spot, and kissed her cheek. Afterward, paying no attention to the saint and Taromati, Amelia took Ifia to the second-floor guest room to rest. Leaving Taromati, whose voice had been unsealed, staring in silence at the saint. Thankfully, she had just been intercepted by that guy Alyman... "Tiffany, I..." "Taromati, my decision will not change. Please don't expect that." Perhaps due to the recent continuous work, Ifia often felt a bit weary. However, Saint Tiffany's blessing quickly dispelled all the negative feelings after a restful night. After waking up again, Ifia felt full of energy! She felt like she could knock out an ox with a single punch! However, after getting ready, when Ifia walked out of the room, she did not find Amelia and the others, but the dining room had a breakfast sandwich reserved for her, which she could eat directly without reheating. After finishing the delicious sandwich, Ifia was in no hurry to find the others. Instead, she decided to take a walk outside, as she had long been fascinated with the surrounding vines and flower seas. She wondered if these vines were easy to grow. She wanted some seeds to plant at the villa; it would be delightful to see the vines blossom and flourish! Although Saint Tiffany's residence seemed small, the surrounding land was quite spacious. Ifia walked around for a long time and still didn't cover it all. She was envious. She also wanted to own such a large house! Even though Ifia was already quite wealthy, in the scarce land of Darwa City, having a large property required not only wealth but also privilege. After all, the various families had already appropriated most of the land, making it quite challenging to seize a good piece of property. [System, is it not appropriate for me and Amelia to live together after graduation?] With Amelia not around, Ifia began chatting with the system. She couldn't discuss such private matters carelessly, but she had no worries talking to the system. [Host, why not? You're both girls, what's wrong with living together?] [I just feel it's not quite right.] [Rest assured, once the Evil Daughter election is successful, and I break the royal engagement, I won't quickly seek another engagement. As the host's closest and dearest friend, you can surely live together without any worries.] ["Another engagement."] Ifia intended to find a reason using the system and then move into Amelia's large house. However, the system's sharp words left her speechless. Humph! Amelia had just turned eighteen. Why marry so early! Even at thirty, it would still be fine. Young people should be free and carefree! Ifia was stubborn but couldn't stop her own heart. She directly ended the chatting with the system, feeling moody and unwilling to go back. Instead, she continued her stroll outside. Having spent so much time around Amelia, Ifia hadn't seen her intimate with anyone else yet! If she really were to have an arranged marriage... Just the thought made her quite unhappy. She felt an impulse to crash the wedding scene! Even though Ifia knew these were just hypotheticals, she couldn't help feeling angry, causing her mood to become gloomy. She kicked the stones under her feet, pondering whether she should go and investigate. The small stones were flicked back and forth, very soon disappearing without a trace. At this moment, Ifia suddenly noticed someone ahead. Upon closer inspection, it was Taromati, dressed in a revealing attire. Once again, she was extremely audacious... Ifia didn't dare to look too much. But, what was Taromati doing? Sneaking around like a thief. Witnessing this piqued Ifia's interest, and she followed after Taromati quietly. Soon, Ifia found out what Taromati was up to. By the lakeside, the blindfolded Saint Tiffany was walking ahead. With a raise of her hand, a white dove landed on her arm, affectionately nuzzling and rubbing its head, while several other doves fluttered their wings, trying to push it off. Unfortunately, before the other doves could succeed, a serpent's tail quietly emerged. It directly coiled around Saint Tiffany's slim waist, suspending her in mid-air, then quickly retreated, placing her next to Taromati, who had transformed into a half-human, half-snake figure. "Tiffany, you win, but I want something sweet in return!" As Taromati was about to embrace the saint as she wished, Ifia, hiding behind a tree, looked puzzled. Had she woken up in a wrong way? Was she still dreaming? [·-·?] Otherwise, why would she see such a huge serpent tail!!!