Of course, how to unite the various forces and further strike against the Abyssal Church, these are matters for Beatrice to handle later.

At this moment, Louis took two bites of the candy apple, and his face showed a trace of disappointment.

It's not the taste of home.

But, it's quite tasty.

So, he offered the candy apple to Beatrice:

"Want some?"

Beatrice glanced at the bitten candy.

She wasn't particularly fond of sweets.

But this was the candy apple he was offering her.

With that thought, she had no reason to refuse.

Then she took a bite of the candy apple, the sugary shards sticking to her lips, which Louis gently wiped away with his finger, then placed it in his mouth, cleaning up the sugar bits.

Beatrice instinctively lowered her head.

She felt the eyes of people surrounding her; although she was accustomed to others' gazes, ultimately...

It made her just a bit shy.

Louis smiled and said:

"It's quite tasty."

"You don't have to say it!" she said indignantly.

With all the outsider gazes, her composure felt as fragile as a fortress wall easily breached.

Louis took another bite at the spot she'd bitten on the candy apple, not minding.

Today's occasion called for a banquet, and Beatrice rarely opted not to wear the knight's attire he frequently saw her in.

Instead, she wore an elegant, modest dress that didn't lack charm.

Without the gallant knight's garb, it accentuated her rare feminine warmth.

The long dress almost reached her knees, and he could see her straight and slender calves below, which sparked a playful thought in him.

The single ponytail gently swayed as she shook her head lightly.

My fiancée is the most beautiful in the world!

Louis couldn't help but think.

What he didn't know was that Beatrice was also watching him.

At this moment, a sense of defeat seeped into our eldest princess's heart.

Especially when she saw her fiancé delicately licking his thin and clean fingertips and then continuing to eat the candy apple from the place she bit...

It's absurd; she was supposed to be the girl, yet when it came to subtle allure, her fiancé seemed to surpass her.

Anyway, watching this scene made her blush.

Who says girls aren't allowed to be amorous?

Anyway, watching this scene filled her with immense joy.

Ah, he's looking over here.

Beatrice was too entranced to notice Louis already gazing at her.

At this moment, Louis, noticing Beatrice seemingly staring off into space, quietly approached her ear and whispered:

"It's okay, I don't mind your saliva on it, though tasting it directly would be better."

Beatrice knew Louis had been getting cheeky lately, but she never expected him to be so bold.

Even a bit shameless!

It clashed with the education she received, yet why did her cheeks feel even hotter?

"Let's go, I see the lights are just right over there, perfect for a walk to digest."

Beatrice didn't refuse, simply allowed him to take her hand and lead her forward.

As they passed a corner, Beatrice suddenly paused.

She saw the cold wind of deep winter lifting the hood of a cloaked person beside them, revealing an exceedingly familiar face.

"Wait, wait a moment..."

Beatrice instinctively spoke.

Louis stopped and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I think I saw Olivia."

"Huh? Where? Could she be planning to ruin our date?"

Louis halted his steps too.

His perception of the little swan told him, this girl might actually do something like that.

"..."

Beatrice both amused and exasperated.

She didn't expect the little swan's reputation with Louis to be like this.

Looks like she'll need to educate the increasingly mischievous little swan thoroughly.

Little Swan: ???

She turned her head towards the direction of the cloaked person.

She didn't see the swan-like silhouette, instinctively furrowing her brows.

"Beatrice, is it the one you're talking about?"

Louis pointed toward a corner, where someone was moving through the crowd wearing a cloak.

She hesitated:

"It should be."

"But that's not Olivia; when he passed by us earlier, I caught a glimpse, it's a male."

"Then I must have mistaken."

Walking along, soon they saw the main road beneath the orange-yellow magical lamps, paved with golden leaves.

Beside the main road stood a priest holding the sacred text, speaking.

"Devout faith will grant us the courage and strength to fight to the death with enemies, even if we die and perish, we must dispel evil, glorifying the light of our god..."

The priest appeared to have grey hair, yet exuded a powerful aura.

Though he seemed like a sixty or seventy-year-old, under the priest attire lay faint outlines of well-toned muscles.

Beatrice furrowed her brows.

"Let's walk in another direction."

Louis was puzzled but followed her wishes.

If Beatrice said to change direction, then they'd change direction.

But before they could leave, they heard a mild voice.

"Lady Beatrice, His Highness Louis, why such haste to leave?"

Beatrice cautiously pulled Louis to her side, frowning and said:

"Your Eminence Calio, it's unbecoming of a pontiff to disturb the pleasures of young people at night."

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