Beatrice had a slight reaction.

"There are many snacks nearby. I want to eat with you, not face-to-face, but side by side."

Beatrice's ears began to turn red.

"...And then, after dinner, I can hold your hand and walk down the street covered with golden leaves."

Beatrice lowered her head and gave him a gentle push.

Without meeting his gaze, she still whispered:

"Okay."

Louis gently twirled a strand of Beatrice's hair around his finger and said softly:

"Then let's sneak away, without letting Qian and William notice."

Beatrice nodded helplessly and said:

"But still in the bustling area, so we don't trouble them."

They both knew that with their current identities, it was impossible to leave their protection.

Let alone the fact that the Iron Guard inherently had a close connection with their lord, being able to teleport to their lord's side at any time.

But...

Does that affect them sneaking away to do what couples do?

No, it doesn't!

Thinking back, when did the roles between him and Beatrice start to reverse?

It should have been when he went to negotiate with Sean and Fafnir.

Louis felt he was becoming bolder.

But one has to admit... teasing her like this was really fun.

However, he decided to restrain a bit, as Beatrice getting truly upset would ruin the atmosphere.

"Then let's sneak out of the carriage later."

"Yeah." Beatrice looked nervously toward the car door in front of her.

Although she sometimes could be willful, stealthily eloping with her fiancé was a first for her.

"I feel like Qian will be really angry then."

"Then let her be angry. At worst, I'll have a fight with her when we return."

Beatrice was both annoyed and amused:

"Can you beat her? I'm exemplar-level and I can't beat her."

Louis straightened his back, snorted, and said:

"Of course I... can't beat her. At worst, if she attacks, I'll just lie on the ground."

"Surely, she won't beat a prince half to death, as long as she doesn't hit my face."

Beatrice gently stroked his cheek and teased:

"Do you think I would just watch you get beaten up?"

Gulp~

Louis instinctively swallowed a gulp.

The smile the girl showed at that moment made his heart beat slightly faster.

At this moment, the always proud and decisive princess revealed a bit of a demure maiden's beauty.

The two of them sneakily glanced at the carriage door behind them.

They exchanged smiles, opened the carriage door, felt the cold wind from outside, lightly closed the door, and then jumped out of the carriage.

Both of them were elites among professionals, and even landing made no sound.

The reflection of the magically lit lanterns flickered in Louis's eyes, and he laughed boldly:

"Beatrice, now we're partners in crime."

After saying that, he grabbed Beatrice's hand and ran.

"Ah, wait..."

Beatrice was about to say something when Louis picked her up in his arms.

"Let's go, we don't have much time."

Knowing Qian and William's alertness, they would likely realize the two had snuck off in a few minutes.

By then, enjoying a world just for two would become very difficult.

The more they ran, the more something felt off.

Louis realized the Tunis Royal Capital seemed livelier than he imagined today.

Everywhere was decorated, as if celebrating something.

"What festival is it today?"

Beatrice pondered for a moment and said:

"It should be the Church of Glory's Glory Celebration. After all, it's an old and strong church on the Star Continent, and each celebration is quite lively; the locals really enjoy it."

The Glory Celebration is one of the Church of Glory's most famous festivals, if not the most.

It's said the church holds it to commemorate when the God of Glory first descended in saint form, leading everyone to fight the Underground City Demon King.

Indeed.

The God of Glory and Justice is the earliest hero.

The now remaining Hero's Armor and Hero's Sword, to be more precise, should be called "the sacred armor blessed by the God of Glory."

Because of this, whenever forming a Hero Squad to fight the Underground City, the Church of the God of Glory and Justice will send strong members to aid the fight.

This tale was passed down through the generations, becoming today's Glory Celebration.

Louis chuckled and said:

"Neither of us believes in gods, yet here we are, attending the Glory Celebration. It's quite a strange experience."

The celebration was lively.

It appeared the local Church of Glory put quite a bit of effort into it.

Such a festive atmosphere extended all the way to where Louis and Beatrice were heading, Central Avenue.

Beatrice pulled him and headed straight for a small stall.

She bought a serving of Tunisian specialty noodles and handed it to him.

"At the banquet earlier, you didn't eat anything to keep me company, so fill your stomach first."

Louis suddenly understood.

After all, it's different from being in Ense.

During the engagement ball, before the event started, he had time to take a few things from the table to fill his stomach.

But coming to the Tunisian Republic, whether for Ense's sake or to handle high-level Tunisian interactions at the event, he had no time to eat.

Beatrice twirled the noodles with a fork and cheerfully handed them over:

"Ah!"

Louis took a bite and, looking at Beatrice, said:

"I'm actually a bit hungry today."

— Implying he wanted Beatrice to feed him a few more bites.

Beatrice resisted the urge to touch her burning ear tips and twirled the noodles again to feed him.

One bite, two bites, three bites...

Louis had to admit, Tunisian noodles were really tasty.

At least right now, he couldn't stop eating.

Partly due to exerting too much energy sparring with the students today, but more so because…

He coughed a few times, looking at the now-empty container, and said:

"The food's not very filling; come on, let's buy a bit more."

He truly hadn't eaten enough.

In front of a fried skewer stall, eating skewers together bite by bite.

At a grilled pastry stand, feeding each other freshly baked pastries.

At a dessert stand, sharing a utensil to taste a Tunisian specialty dessert together.

...

At some point, Beatrice got used to running around being led by his hand.

Passing by a small stall, Louis paused and looked up at it.

"What is it?"

Seeing Louis stop, Beatrice curiously glanced over.

A stall surrounded by children.

They sold fruits wrapped in melted caramelized sugar.

Louis said, "Let's buy one?"

"Aren't you full?" Beatrice asked curiously.

"I just want to eat it," Louis admitted, "Back home, this is usually called candy haws, but in other places, it's called toffee apple."

Beatrice hesitated briefly.

Without saying anything, she went ahead of Louis and bought two strands of apple candy.

She knew Louis didn't actually crave the candy.

But now there was no other choice.

"Make the strike against the Abyssal Church bigger and see if we can get the Church of Glory and Sunset Church involved?"

After all, she knew Louis's homeland was destroyed by a demon summoning ritual from the Abyssal Church.

However, he never told Beatrice to spare no effort in targeting the Abyssal Church.

But…

Beatrice now believed that putting in more effort and teaming up with more allies to counteract wasn't a bad idea.

"The Love God Church might get involved, especially since the dark side of the Love God is possibly related to the Sect of Lust. They are the ones who could benefit."

"This way..."

Beatrice contemplated for a moment and decided on this course of action.

Some people fall in love with others because of a single toffee apple.

And others fall in love because of different reasons altogether.

The Abyssal Church struck deep.

If they find out the cause of this issue, they might sweep every toffee apple stall off the streets of the Tunis.

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