“Used…?”
What does that mean?
Cecilia’s eyes clearly showed a hint of displeasure at that moment.
But facing Koman, she still gave a slight smile and put on a confused expression as she spoke.
“Koman, why would you say that?”
“Miss Lu Mo, she clearly…”
Seeing that Cecilia seemed unwilling to believe it, Koman let out a sigh as well.
“Actually, my thoughts were the same as Your Holiness’s at first.”
“I thought a girl as introverted and innocent as Lu Mo couldn’t be that dark and twisted.”
“But watching things over this period of time, the truth is exactly that.”
Koman spoke seriously.
“Your Holiness, do you remember when you first met Lu Mo?”
The first meeting was when Miss Lu Mo accidentally fell.
She was the one who seized the opportunity and stepped forward to help, which led to meeting Miss Lu Mo again.
Cecilia knew this well.
But in Koman’s telling, their first meeting turned into something else entirely.
“At the time, you were on your way to handle some business.”
“Then the crowd in front of you suddenly gasped.”
“You looked ahead and saw Lu Mo tripping and falling on the road.”
“Out of compassion, you immediately walked to the front of the crowd and helped her up.”
“And that was how you… came to know Lu Mo.”
“Am I right?”
Koman said.
Cecilia didn’t answer, but she didn’t deny it either.
So Koman continued.
“But think about it afterward. Lu Mo is a healthy young woman with normal brain development.”
“Would she really just fall down for no reason?”
“And why did she have to… fall right on the path you were taking?”
“Could it be that she wanted to use your kindness and benevolence to get close to you?”
He spoke so seriously, so confidently.
But Cecilia looked at him as if he were an idiot.
‘What is this guy talking about?’
The displeasure in her eyes grew stronger.
She didn’t like anyone talking about Lu Mo like that.
Seeing that Cecilia wasn’t responding, Koman thought she was listening and considering it.
So he pressed on.
“Your Holiness, think again. How did Lu Mo appear in front of you the next few times?”
“When you were walking with the Cardinal, she showed up.”
“She greeted you and then lured you over to her side, giving the Cardinal the impression that you two were very close.”
“At the opening ceremony, she even made eye contact with you and invited you to sit next to her, drawing even more attention.”
Koman recounted the recent events.
Cecilia’s expression as she looked at him grew stranger and colder.
‘Lured? Invited?’
‘No.’
‘Miss Lu Mo never did anything like that.’
‘On the contrary, I was the one who took the initiative to get closer to her.’
‘So in Koman’s eyes, Miss Lu Mo is that calculating, dark, and twisted?’
‘And how does Koman know all this?’
‘Has this guy… been secretly spying on Miss Lu Mo?’
‘How disgusting.’
‘How… infuriating.’
Cecilia looked at the boy before her and suddenly felt a nauseating sense of hypocrisy.
“So—”
Koman continued.
“So, Your Holiness, don’t you think Lu Mo is using you to make herself look important and constantly raise her own value?”
“She knows she has no talent for cultivation and her strength is very limited. In terms of raw power, it’s hard for her to attract the attention of nobles or higher-ups.”
“But she can use her relationship with you, along with her face, to win favor from those nobles and higher-ups in other ways.”
“And thus… get into their circles.”
“And even…”
Koman paused, bowed to Cecilia in apology, and indicated that what he was about to say might be offensive.
“After gaining more of your trust, she might even exploit your innocence and kindness to start demanding excessive things from you and ask for help from the Holy Sanctuary!”
“Your Holiness, I sincerely hope you will re-evaluate your relationship with Lu Mo and not let someone like this deceive you.”
Cecilia still maintained her smile.
But her smile had already turned stiff.
And her fists were clenched tighter and tighter.
‘This bastard… already deserves to die.’
“And what disgusts me even more is that she’s not targeting only you.”
Thinking that wasn’t enough to prove Lu Mo’s wickedness, Koman brought up her relationship with Elia.
“I saw it with my own eyes. She’s been deliberately getting close to Miss Elia recently!”
“I saw them walking hand in hand past me—they’re very close…”
“She’s been using her face to systematically approach people like you and Miss Elia, trying to gain more benefits from you.”
“She’s a woman who would stop at nothing to achieve her goals, playing with other people’s feelings—a fickle and slutty woman!”
BOOM—
The next moment, Koman felt his entire mind explode!
A powerful pressure burst out from the space around him.
As if it were about to collapse the next second!
‘Elia.’
Cecilia heard that filthy name again.
And ‘stop at nothing’?
‘Fickle and slutty’?
The way Koman described Lu Mo made it impossible for her to suppress the rage within her any longer!
‘Such scum…’
‘Such a disgusting piece of trash…’
‘How dare he!’
‘An insect like this…’
‘How could he!’
‘Such insults, such profanity against my beloved Miss Lu Mo!!’
‘Kill him…’
‘Kill him.’
‘Kill him.’
‘Kill him.’
For the first time in many years, Cecilia had such a clear murderous intent toward someone.
But almost instantly, she calmed down.
Right now, she wasn’t Cecilia.
She was Saise, the Saintess sent by the Holy Sanctuary as an exchange student to Cangyu Academy.
She couldn’t kill Koman here.
At least not in Cangyu Academy.
So she withdrew all her pressure.
“Huh? I just…”
At that moment, Koman recovered from his dazed state.
Cecilia’s pressure had come and gone in an instant.
At most, Koman felt as if he had blanked out for a second, but he didn’t notice anything else unusual.
“I understand what you mean, Koman.”
Cecilia’s voice rang out.
She was still smiling.
But there was no warmth left in her eyes.
“I’ll think carefully about what you said.”
“Thank you.”
She spoke to Koman again.
Koman bowed once more, speaking with utmost respect.
“It is my honor to help Your Holiness with your worries!”
“Thank you for listening to me, Your Holiness!”
“It is my honor to expose Lu Mo’s true face!”
He felt a secret joy, already fantasizing about the scene where Lu Mo would be abandoned by Cecilia and wallow in regret.
“By the way, what is your position in the Thrassyll Family, Koman?”
“Where do you stay, and where do you like to chat with friends?”
After that, they exchanged a few more words.
Cecilia casually asked about the Thrassyll Family and Koman’s information at Cangyu Academy.
Koman answered everything, wondering if the Saintess was going to thank him properly after this.
Finally, he bowed to Cecilia once more and turned to leave.
Cecilia gave him one last cold glance.
As she turned, she took a communication crystal from her spatial ring and contacted a certain person.
“Your Eminence…”
The other end of the crystal came a man’s voice, full of trepidation.
It was clearly the Cardinal who had appeared at Cangyu Academy earlier.
Cecilia spoke coldly.
“Koman Thrassyll.”
“Handle the academy matters for me.”
She stated Koman’s name and his dormitory location.
“Yes!”
The Cardinal could feel the ice in Cecilia’s voice.
He didn’t dare ask questions, simply replying respectfully.
“Also, I want to know everything that has been happening in the Thrassyll Family recently.”
“The more detailed, the better.”
“Who they’ve contacted, and what families or forces they’ve arranged marriage contracts with…”
Cecilia spoke again.
After the Cardinal acknowledged, she cut off the communication crystal.
Then she left the area.
Meanwhile, Lu Mo had returned to her residence.
As soon as she took off her shoes, her little maid came pattering over to welcome her.
“Miss, you’re back!”
Lu Mo smiled and nodded, then spoke mysteriously.
“Afu, do you want to see my little bird?”
“Huh?”
It took over ten seconds for the little maid to realize what Lu Mo had said.
Little bird?
Miss Lu Mo’s… little bird?
What was that?
Had Miss Lu Mo come across something strange again?
Her face instantly turned bright red, her lips quivered, and she covered her face with her hands.
‘Miss Lu Mo’s line is way too dirty!’
‘But…’
‘I’m just a maid.’
‘I have to answer when my mistress asks.’
‘Even if it’s a bit awkward…’
‘If it’s Miss Lu Mo…’
‘Looking might not be so bad.’
“O… okay…”
The little maid parted her fingers slightly, revealing eyes that were both nervous and vaguely expectant.
Her gaze slowly fell toward the hem of Lu Mo’s skirt.
And Lu Mo extended her hand.
Afu saw the little fat bird lying in her palm.
The next second, her eyes lit up.
“Wow! Such a cute little bird!”
“But… how did it get hurt? Who could be so mean?”
“I found it on the road. I think a bad Jimmy bullied it.”
Lu Mo replied.
“I’m going to keep it for a while.”
“Yes, yes!”
‘But Afu, why were you so nervous just now?’
“Your eyes… why were you staring at my skirt earlier?”
“Uh… um… I must have seen wrong.”
“I thought your skirt was dirty, Miss.”
“Oh.”
“???”