Chapter 59: Eve’s Inner Fantasies

Why would Saint—Miss Alexia buy blood desserts, and even excitedly invite her to eat them together?!

Eve was completely confused.

This didn’t match her identity at all!

The Holy Church had strict rules clearly forbidding the consumption of any blood-based food.

Only other races and demons would eat such evil things!

Could it be…

Could it be…

Miss Alexia had fallen into corruption in Chaldea City?!

At this thought, Eve was shocked, her hand trembling as she held the bag of blood desserts.

But the idea came quickly and disappeared just as fast.

She immediately threw away this unrealistic speculation and began considering other possibilities.

Miss Alexia could never fall into corruption!

Looking at Alexia’s pure and holy expression, Eve finally reached a conclusion.

Could this be the meaning of “If I do not enter hell, who will?”

To better understand other races, despite her noble status, she had personally chosen to taste food that only demons would eat—

Even if it meant her own holiness being tainted…

Mm!

As expected of Saint—Miss Alexia, she was truly महान (great)!

Having found what she believed to be the correct answer, Eve’s serious expression turned into one filled with awe and sympathy.

Alexia noticed Eve’s expression becoming increasingly strange.

After observing her for a moment, she tugged at her sleeve and asked again,

“Do you want to try the blood desserts together? They’re really good!”

Looking at Alexia, Eve was completely moved by her “strength.”

Even though she must be suffering while tasting such demonic food, she hid the pain perfectly.

Not a single trace showed on her face—she even looked like she genuinely enjoyed it.

Eve felt sincere admiration and respect.

She had never once violated the Church’s rules.

But now, seeing Alexia like this, she clenched her teeth and, for the first time, stepped over that line.

“Yes! Let’s eat together!”

She too would follow Alexia’s example.

Even if she was tainted by evil, she would better understand other races in order to protect the faithful and the people.

This was her belief—as the Sword Saintess, Eve!

Seeing Eve’s determined expression, Alexia laughed.

“Sister Eve, we’re not going to hell—why so serious? Our Lord is in our hearts. As long as we hold faith and yearn for the light, Chaos will understand.”

In Eve’s eyes, Alexia seemed to be glowing.

Her greatness was guiding her.

“Mm, mm. As expected, Miss Alexia understands our Lord’s light far better than I do. I am ashamed in comparison.”

“Ahaha, not at all. I actually don’t understand our Lord’s light at all.”

Alexia scratched her head shyly.

“Sister Eve, thanks for carrying all these desserts for me. I’ll hold your Silver Moon Radiance instead.”

See—Alexia’s spirit of sacrifice was already so महान, and she was still humble!

This made Eve feel even more inadequate.

“Is that really okay?”

“I’ve always wanted to see your Silver Moon Radiance, Sister Eve. It must look really cool when carried!”

“…Alright, here.”

After a moment, Eve shifted the bags to one hand and unfastened the sword at her waist, handing over Silver Moon Radiance to Alexia without hesitation.

In truth, Eve had never let anyone else hold this sword before.

But when it came to Alexia, she simply couldn’t refuse.

After all, for Silver Moon Radiance to be held by Alexia—

That was an honor!

Alexia took the sword, pulled it out of its sheath, and held it in her hand.

She struck a few poses she thought looked cool, then turned to Eve.

“Doesn’t it look awesome?”

Eve sighed sincerely.

“Very beautiful. If you led soldiers into battle, I believe the knights would become even braver.”

“Hehe, no way. Sister Eve, you’re joking.”

“This sword must have slain many demons, right? You’re really amazing!”

Eve shook her head.

“Mostly magical beasts and heretics. Demons are rare on the Western Continent—there aren’t many who have died by this sword.”

“But…”

“I hope to use it to cut off the head of the Witch of Evil.”

Her voice was firm.

That was the sole purpose of her coming to Chaldea City.

Alexia looked at Eve for a moment but didn’t respond to that statement.

Instead, she grabbed Eve’s arm and said,

“Let’s go—back to the dormitory. I’ll introduce you to my best friend~”

Although Eve’s mission was urgent, she considered that this would also be a good chance to learn more about Chaldea Academy.

So she did not refuse.

“Mm. Miss Alexia’s best friend must be someone very kind and devout. It would be an honor for me to meet them.”

“Of course.”

“She’s the most amazing, cutest, and most holy person in the world!”

Alexia looked up at the increasingly dark sky, a trace of madness hidden deep within her eyes.

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Back in the dorm, Yiluo flipped through a book for a while longer.

Finding nothing more of interest, she finally changed into the Chaldea Academy uniform after a long time.

Like a little butterfly, she lightly drifted in front of the mirror and examined herself.

“Hands like tender reeds, skin like凝脂, neck like a graceful worm, teeth like white jade, a delicate brow and beautiful eyes…”

“A glance that topples a city—another that topples a nation.”

Looking at herself in the mirror, Yiluo spun around again, admiring herself shamelessly.

Her dark red plaid skirt swayed gently, revealing slender, smooth, fair legs—truly a feast for the eyes.

Who doesn’t like pretty girls?

Yiluo was no exception.

“So cute!”

“Ah, I’m dying!”

“Too bad it’s me—I can’t pat my own head!”

Just as she sighed internally, she suddenly froze.

She leaned closer to the mirror, her cheeks turning slightly red.

After glancing around guiltily, she slowly reached out her hand…

And gently patted her own head.

Mm… so smooth… so nice…

Closing her eyes, she imagined her former self patting the girl in the mirror, completely immersed in the moment.

Five minutes later.

Having fully indulged herself, Yiluo sat at the table like a sage, reflecting deeply.

Angel Yiluo: “Yiluo, Yiluo! Even if you’re cute and pretty now, you can’t just give up like this!”

Devil Yiluo: “How shameless—praising yourself like that. Though… you really are cute and pretty.”

“Why not just continue like this? What’s wrong with falling into it?”

“Doesn’t it perfectly suit your identity as an agent—fully embracing this body and role?”

Angel Yiluo: “No! Don’t say nonsense! If you go too deep into the role, you won’t be able to come back!”

Devil Yiluo: “Hehe, come back to what? As if you can turn back anyway. Your old body already went boom—nothing left, not even ashes~”

“Isn’t this better? If you could go back, you could even become besties with Zou’er—no generation gap at all~”

Angel Yiluo: “Ah! What besties?! You’re her father! Don’t say such irresponsible things!”

Listening to the two voices arguing in her head, Yiluo slowly slid off her chair onto the carpet.

Expressionless, she rolled left twice… then right three times…

Finally, she couldn’t take it anymore.

With a “rua!” she sprang up from the carpet, a faint aura of vampire energy dispersing around her body and cleaning the dust off her clothes.

“Stop arguing! So annoying!”

“We don’t even know if I can go back—or how many years it’ll take!”

As she shouted, throwing out her small arms in frustration, her mind finally quieted down.

Yiluo lowered her head, thinking for a moment.

Then she raised it high and walked out of the dorm.

The future… could wait.

She would just go with the flow.

No matter what she became—

She was still Yiluo.

Time to find Keke.

After all…

She should probably buy a few more gorgeous dresses.

For the Eastern Continent trip, proper disguise was still necessary.