Chapter 141

With the “enthusiastic assistance” of her twin brother, Melanie ultimately couldn’t escape this beating and even received an extra helping.

“Slap!”

“Ouch!”

“No yelling!”

Anna’s delicate fingers forcefully came together, aiming for Melanie’s bottom and delivered a harsh slap. Her elegant eyebrows immediately furrowed as she gritted her teeth and said, “How old are you? And you’ve already learned to frame people!”

“I… I… That wasn’t framing at all!”

Wriggling forward like a maggot baby but being pulled back, Melanie looked at her sister’s face redder than an apple and anticipated Anna’s next basic attack would be a critical hit. She quickly defended herself, “That theology teacher always claims to be devout, but he couldn’t even get the color of the underwear worn by the Twelve Knights when they sacrificed themselves for the gods right. It’s definitely fake devotion! Writing to the church was a reasonable doubt!”

“You keep talking!”

Anna unleashed three consecutive critical hits, stacking her attack speed. Panting, she angrily shouted, “How could the scripture write such boring stuff? You’re just making things up!”

“Sis, Melanie isn’t lying this time; the scripture really wrote it.”

At that moment, William took out the scripture from his schoolbag, flipped through it, and handed it over with a serious expression, explaining, “Look, there’s the self-narration of the Twelve Knights after their consecration… ‘My god favors white, so I follow white, wearing clean clothes inside and a scarlet robe outside…’

So the Twelve Knights’ daily attire, from inside out, should all be white. But because they show respect for their deity, they willingly downgrade themselves by wearing robes of other colors on the outside. Their underwear should still be white.

Although the scripture doesn’t directly state this, if you’re familiar enough with its articles, you can actually guess.”

“…”

This… did I beat her wrong again?

Looking at William’s confident explanation, Anna hesitated for a moment, unconsciously lowering her voice and muttering while biting her lips, “But… but this isn’t a proper issue. Just because he didn’t answer white, it shouldn’t be a reason to report him…”

“That’s not true. The theology teacher answered correctly.”

William shook his head and said,

“Although he was angry, after flipping through the scripture for a while, he still said the color of the Twelve Knights’ underwear should be white.”

“Then why did you two still…”

“Because white isn’t the correct answer.”

After retrieving the scripture and flipping a few more pages, William pointed at the text and seriously explained to Anna,

“The question Melanie asked wasn’t what color the Twelve Knights usually wore but what color their underwear was when they sacrificed themselves for the gods.

According to the scripture, they underwent a three-month trial in the great desert and then went straight to sacrifice without time to change clothes. So their underwear hadn’t been changed for three months—it should be yellow.”

“…”

“…”

Watching Anna’s pretty face turning white, red, purple, and finally black with veins popping on her forehead, Melanie scrambled up holding her pants and leapt into Leon’s arms.

“Big Brother, save me!”

…

Don’t blame me for not being righteous; mainly because your sister looks so angry. If I save you, she might want to hit my butt too. You’d better endure it!

After a chaotic chase, Leon glanced at Melanie who was crying and shouting loudly, estimating that Anna had vented most of her anger, and stopped her.

“Alright, alright, take a break, look how out of breath you are.”

“Even if I’m out of breath, I’ll still hit!”

“Hmm hmm hmm, hit! This time I won’t stop you! If she’s not properly educated, she’ll go astray!”

Following Anna’s wishes, Leon put on a stern face and scolded Melanie a few times. Then he gently stroked Anna’s back to help her catch her breath due to her weak lungs and softly requested,

“But I’m a bit tight on time and will have to work overtime at the bureau soon. It’s quite cold now… Good Anna, can you deal with her later? Could you find me two blankets first?”

“So you’re just protecting her!”

Easily seeing through Leon’s strategy of luring the tiger away from the mountain, she gave him a glare and struggled out of Leon’s embrace, stomping into the bedroom with a huff. With a creak, she opened the peeling wardrobe and started looking for the blankets.

Leon gave Melanie a “don’t miss this chance to hide” look and watched her tiptoe into the inner room. He slowly followed into the bedroom and consoled his sister squatting in front of the cabinet, “Actually, you don’t need to worry too much. Melanie is mischievous but never bullies others; she’s just stubborn and can’t bear losses.

William is the same—quietly mischievous but never harmful. They may not be easy to handle, but they’re good kids… Anna?”

“Ah?”

Seemingly startled by Leon’s words, Anna trembled slightly before continuing her actions. Facing away from Leon, she busily flipped through the blankets while nodding repeatedly,

“Mm mm… they indeed aren’t bad, just not very mature yet. They’ll improve in the future… By the way, do you only need blankets? Do you want a thick coat as well?”

“Blankets are enough; it’s quite warm at the bureau.”

Seeing his sister’s somewhat frantic movements, Leon instinctively frowned and directly asked, “Anna, what’s wrong with you?”

“Nothing.”

The frail girl shook her head, turned around holding two neatly folded blankets, and forced a smile, saying, “I just realized I lost something and am worried it might have been left behind during the move.”

“If that’s the case…”

If it were the Leon from a month ago, he might have been fooled by her words. But now, Leon has long been accustomed to reading people’s expressions. Even without using the Black Goat’s soul vision, he could tell Anna was clearly hiding something.

“Why don’t you look for it first? If you can’t find it, I can accompany you back to Veteran’s Lane in a few days, and we’ll search together.”

“Mm mm.”

After packing the two blankets into a bag, Leon walked out of the bedroom to the door, picked up the shopping bag on the shoe cabinet, and subtly pressed his finger against the horn.

“Anna, the thing you just lost, is it the family portrait with only you and our parents?”

?! Looking at Anna’s soul in the soul vision, instantly filled with shock and panic, Leon slowly put on his shoes and gently said in a warm tone, “In fact, my birthday isn’t the day you told me, and I might not even have any blood relation with our parents. You’re not my real sister, right?”

(The chapter ends here)