Seeing Cecilia run over like that, Lu Mo was also startled.
Was the Lady Saintess always this proactive?
Looking at Cecilia’s figure under the sunlight, she couldn’t help but feel a bit dazed.
She only felt that the Cecilia in the Simulated Reincarnation and the young girl before her eyes were becoming more and more alike.
She didn’t doubt the connection between the Saintess in reality and the Cecilia in the simulation; she just silently complained about the system in her heart.
‘The system is getting lazier and lazier. Is it just slapping the Saintess’s appearance directly onto the adult Cecilia now? It didn’t even bother to change it!’
Cecilia’s figure drew closer and closer.
She was smiling, the corners of her mouth turned up, and her eyes were curved with a clear sparkle in them. Her blonde hair fluttered slightly in the wind, making her whole being as dazzling as the midsummer sun.
That golden cowlick on her head was also swaying constantly.
For some reason, Lu Mo suddenly felt that she looked like a happy puppy that had finally found its owner.
Immediately after, she remembered the embarrassing scene from yesterday morning when she almost called out “Stupid Cecilia” right in front of her.
Sure enough… it was better to keep some distance.
To avoid confusion, she decided to pull away slightly from the Saintess in the real world.
And so—
Just as Cecilia ran up to her with a pitter-patter of footsteps, Lu Mo suddenly took two steps back.
Cecilia’s smile instantly froze on her face.
“Miss… Miss Lu Mo…”
Her voice suddenly dropped to a whisper.
“Good… good morning, Lady Saintess…” Lu Mo responded somewhat unnaturally.
Cecilia’s sudden loss of spirit was completely beyond Lu Mo’s expectations.
What… what was going on?
Did she run out of batteries?
On the other side—
Cecilia’s brain had already begun to race frantically.
‘What happened? Miss Lu Mo… stepped back? Did I do something to make her feel disgusted or even hate me?’
Her pupils trembled slightly, and even the corners of her mouth couldn’t help but twitch.
‘It shouldn’t be. I clearly haven’t done anything yet…’
Even though Lu Mo hadn’t explained, Cecilia began searching for the reason within herself.
‘Was I too enthusiastic just now? Does Miss Lu Mo think I’m not mature enough, or even a bit cheap? Or… should I not have interrupted their sword practice yesterday? But that woman clearly didn’t look like a decent person! Or maybe… is it because I licked Miss Lu Mo’s wound during our first meeting? Does she think my saliva is dirty? But when we played together as children, Miss Lu Mo clearly never minded… Does she think I’ve become someone who doesn’t respect herself? Does she… hate me?’
At that thought, Cecilia panicked.
The light surrounding her whole body dimmed, and that previously swaying cowlick drooped down like a dying piece of foxtail grass.
Lu Mo was also at a loss for a moment.
What was the situation?
She subconsciously raised her hand.
She seemed to want to gently pat someone’s head, just like she had done a long time ago.
By the time she realized this, her hand was already about to land on Cecilia’s head.
She was suddenly startled.
‘Wouldn’t it be too rude for me to do this to the Saintess in reality?’
However, her hand felt as if it were out of her control and wouldn’t stop.
The Bishop on the side watched with his eyelids twitching.
Did this young girl even know what she was doing? This was simply audacious!
Just then—
Cecilia also noticed the shadow falling over her head.
Her eyelashes fluttered lightly, and she looked up.
In the next second, she didn’t hesitate to tilt her head forward, actively meeting the hand.
Lu Mo: “?”
The Bishop: “???”
Seeing that Lu Mo’s hand didn’t continue its movement, Cecilia simply moved on her own.
‘Since motion is relative, if I round it up, this counts as being head-patted by Miss Lu Mo, right?’ she thought to herself.
The warm and delicate sensation returned once again.
Cecilia’s entire body trembled slightly.
It was as if a faint electric current was flowing through her entire body.
The cowlick that had been listless just a moment ago “resurrected” instantly, swaying again and repeatedly brushing against Lu Mo’s fingertips.
This feeling… was too wonderful.
If possible, she hoped this moment would never end.
She was greedy for this warmth.
But she also knew that this moment would eventually end.
‘Now… is not the time yet,’ she told herself in her heart.
However, being able to be head-patted by Lu Mo again and confirming that the other party didn’t hate her—it was already enough.
Soon, Cecilia took the initiative to step back.
Lu Mo also withdrew her hand.
The soft touch still lingered on her palm, and her fingertips even felt a slight itch.
When she came back to her senses, she saw Cecilia smiling at her again.
“Then… see you next time, Miss Lu Mo.”
She lifted her skirt, performed an elegant bow, then turned and jogged back to the Bishop’s side.
Under the sunlight, her figure was so dazzling that it was a bit difficult to see clearly.
For a moment, Lu Mo couldn’t tell if the flush on the girl’s face was real or just an illusion.
Soon, their gaze met with the Bishop’s.
This was the first time he had seen Cecilia show such a girlish side.
Since the Saintess treated this girl this way, he naturally didn’t dare to be negligent.
Thus, the moment he met Lu Mo’s gaze, he showed a smile and gave an extremely polite greeting.
Afterward, the three of them brushed past each other and went their separate ways.
***
Koman and the others on the side were stunned throughout the entire process.
They had practically spent the whole time gasping in shock as they watched.
Especially when the Bishop also took the initiative to greet Lu Mo, they felt like their brains were about to explode.
What was the situation?
First, the Saintess was close with Lu Mo.
Then, the Bishop actually showed goodwill of his own accord?
Were they having hallucinations?
That was a Bishop!
What kind of status was that? What kind of majesty?
Even if the head of their family came, the other party might not even spare them a glance, let alone take the initiative to greet someone!
“So… what exactly happened?”
“How did Lu Mo get involved with the Lady Saintess and even gain the favor of the Bishop?”
Someone couldn’t help but whisper a guess.
“Did she help the Lady Saintess with something?”
“Or… is the Lady Saintess actually the Bishop’s daughter?”
All sorts of outrageous conjectures kept appearing.
Koman’s expression also gradually became solemn.
However, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, he hadn’t impulsively called out to Lu Mo just now.
Otherwise…
***
“Achoo—”
The Bishop suddenly sneezed.
An inexplicable chill rose from behind him.
‘Have I been targeted by the Demon Race?’
He couldn’t help but glance at Cecilia beside him.
He was well aware of the other party’s status within the Holy Sanctuary, so he had always communicated with her carefully and respectfully.
But the scene just now still left him deeply shocked.
“That young girl just now, she is…” he couldn’t help but ask.
“A friend,” Cecilia replied with a smile.
“Someone you just met?”
She didn’t answer directly.
“A very, very good friend,” she added.
The Bishop nodded but still couldn’t help saying, “Given your status, Miss Lu Mo’s actions just now seemed a bit…”
However, before he could finish his sentence—
“Are you teaching me how to do my job?”
Cecilia’s voice suddenly turned cold.
A sacred and terrifying pressure instantly exploded in his mind.
He felt that if he said one more disrespectful word about Lu Mo, his body and soul would be obliterated on the spot in the next second!
“Mind your own business.”
“My deepest apologies, Your Excellency!”
The Bishop hurriedly bowed his head in apology, cold sweat dripping from his forehead.
Cecilia ignored him and walked away.
***
Walking to a deserted corner, Cecilia hid herself quietly.
Then, she reached out her hand and gently touched her own head.
But no matter how she imitated it, she could no longer find that feeling from just now.
“Today… I was head-patted by Miss Lu Mo again, hehe…”
She couldn’t help but laugh softly.
“I really hope it can stay like this forever…”
She whispered, “So—this time, I will definitely protect you well, Miss Lu Mo. We… will never be separated again.”
***
At this moment, Lu Mo was walking down the road, looking at her hand.
Recalling the scene just now, although she felt it was a bit strange, she didn’t think anything was particularly wrong.
“Forget it, I won’t think about it.”
“Studying is important, and cultivation is important.”
“I love studying the most,” she muttered to herself.
In reality, she had to work hard on her cultivation to break free from Cthilla’s control as soon as possible.
And in the Simulated Reincarnation, she also had to find a way to both keep Cecilia safe and kill the Demon King.
Wasn’t this much more interesting than playing some school Galgame?