Chapter 440

Chapter 63 Departure Part 1

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I stepped out of the bedroom and pulled the door shut behind me.

The downstairs living room was silent.

Shifting my shoulders, I adjusted the black leather suitcase on my back and walked down the corridor on the second floor, checking all the rooms to make sure there were no unextinguished candles and that all the windows were closed. Then I went down to the first floor and did the same inspection before standing in the living room, looking around.

The dining table and chairs, the small cabinet by the door, the tea table at my feet, the sofa in front of it, and the piano by the window that had not been played often…

It was time to say goodbye to this familiar environment for now.

I didn’t know when I would return…

I stood there for a long time, took a deep breath.

…Let’s go.

I turned and walked to the door, pushed it open, and stepped outside. Just then, I saw Sharman approaching with two maids.

They carried exquisite plates… Ah, breakfast.

Sharman stopped in front of me.

“Miss Silviga, what are you doing…” Her gaze swept over the suitcase behind me, and she paused for a moment, “Where are you going?”

“…To the church.”

The scent of food wafted from the dishes, and I couldn’t help but sniff.

“I’m going to Silgaya… I don’t know when I’ll be back. Sharman, tell Victoria for me.”

Sharman frowned slightly.

“Miss, why don’t you tell His Majesty yourself?”

“She… is very busy.” I glanced at the breakfast and scratched my lower abdomen, “I don’t want to disturb her… And it’s not really an important matter, I’ll be back soon.”

“…I understand.”

Sharman pondered for a moment and then nodded. “Then I will tell His Majesty later. Miss, are you still having breakfast?”

Should I eat or not…

“…Eat.”

Before my brain could fully decide, my mouth had already agreed.

I devoured the meal ravenously.

After finishing the sumptuous food, I left with the last piece of bread in my mouth, running along the green stone avenue. At the door was a horned carriage prepared by Sharman.

“Miss Silviga, may you have a safe journey. Sharman awaits your return here.”

Hearing the emotionless voice behind me, I couldn’t help but turn around.

The maid supervisor, over thirty years old, stood at the end of the road with her hands crossed over her lower abdomen, standing straight and looking at me from afar.

Under the white clouds, a gentle breeze blew through the flowers and trees, carrying leaves towards the mansion behind her. The green tiles were bathed in morning light, exuding a warm and cozy atmosphere of life.

It was time to leave…

Only now did I realize that I was about to leave the comfortable home and peaceful environment for the unknown battlefield filled with blood and fire, facing fierce enemies—just like when I left Santelburg. At this moment, I felt a deep sense of reluctance.

At first, I only considered this place as a temporary dwelling…

When I first came to the royal city, I thought that as long as I could sleep comfortably without being disturbed, everything else was fine… Although the house was exquisite, without family or familiar friends like Hoover, sometimes during the nights alone, I would feel lonely and miss Santelburg…

When did I start considering this place as home…

Was it Sharman’s daily care, or Victoria’s occasional returns that brought me comfort…

Standing on the terrace, I looked over the wall at the lit candles next door. Although I often couldn’t see what they were doing, as long as she was there, I wouldn’t feel like I was alone…

…When I come back, the sky garden and the hall will be completed, right?

By then, the two mansions would truly become one…

As I thought this, I waved to Sharman on the other side and then left, boarding the carriage parked at the gate.

The horned carriage slowly departed.

On the way, I watched the bustling streets and cities, lost in a hollow feeling, as if I were hungry and had nothing to eat. I felt a bit regretful, thinking I should have gone to find Victoria…

I should have said goodbye before leaving…

Anyway, I might not be able to leave today. Should I wait until tonight to go to the palace to find her…

But…

Victoria has a lot to handle recently… Maybe when I get there, she’ll still be in a meeting with many unfamiliar people and strict rules, making it inconvenient to talk… If I go, I’ll definitely disturb her.

Forget it…

It’s not like I won’t come back…

I just don’t know if she’ll be angry because of this…

Creak, creak—

The carriage slowed down several times and finally stopped.

“Church, Miss Silviga,” the driver said softly.

“Oh…”

We’ve arrived so quickly…

“Thank you.”

I snapped out of my thoughts, jumped out of the carriage, thanked the driver, and walked straight into the church, heading to the back. After greeting the monk, I went upstairs and stopped in front of Angel’s room door.

“Miss Silviga, His Holiness is inside, but he might be resting. Let me announce—”

Bang!

Before the guide monk could finish, I pushed the door open.

No time for dawdling…

“Angel… I need to talk to you—”

But after taking two steps into the room, I glanced to the side and immediately saw a writhing mass on the large bed. That white… uh… I saw a buttocks.

The words I hadn’t yet spoken got stuck in my throat, and my footsteps unconsciously paused.

“…Who is it…”

The figure on the bed heard

动静, half-asleep, asked in a muddled voice. She turned lazily on her side, not even glancing this way, whether she was so drowsy that she didn’t notice her bare body or simply didn’t care. She just presented her round, smooth buttocks towards me and reached out to scratch herself.

As if fearing he had caused a great calamity, the guide cultivator behind him didn’t dare say anything and slammed the door shut with a “bang,” then fled in panic.

I stood awkwardly in this luxurious top-floor room, glanced at the ceiling carved with intricate patterns, then looked back at the buttocks on the bed. I was caught between advancing and retreating, emotions swirling within me—astonishment, confusion, embarrassment, anger… In less than a second, they changed as swiftly as clouds and shadows.

After one second, these emotions coalesced into a surge of fury.

Even at such a time, this guy was still sleeping soundly during the day!

And using his buttocks to face me!

“Angel!”

Too disgusting!

Disgusting, disgusting, disgusting—

I might get an eye infection!

Fuming, I stomped to the bedside, ready to kick that buttock, but just as my foot rose, the other person suddenly woke up and sat up abruptly.

“Hey hey hey, what are you doing… I’m not wearing any clothes!”

The disheveled, barely presentable Pope, with a clear, handsome face like a male lead from an idol drama, still showed signs of drowsiness, with drool at the corner of his mouth. Naked, his slender yet defined physique looked sharp, like chiseled stone. And…

I hastily closed my eyes, emotions exploding as I shouted uncontrollably, “What are you doing! You sleep with the door open! And you don’t wear clothes!”

“I didn’t know you were coming… Eh?”

The Pope yawned, his voice thick with sleep, then exclaimed “Eh?” and fell silent.

“Wear some clothes!”

“You said you’re leaving tomorrow because you need to sleep today, right?”

“What kind of person are you!”

“If that’s how it is, I’ll leave first!”

The more I spoke, the angrier I got, wanting to beat this guy up, then feeling it wasn’t worth it, then realizing how strange I was—clearly a tough guy, why close my eyes… He might be smaller than me.

“Hold on, hold on!” Angel called out urgently, “I didn’t sleep all night, so I’m catching up now… Don’t shout so loud, people will think we’re doing something else.”

“What can we do!?”

“Shhh—”

“Angel, you…”

“Sweetie, forgive me, okay? Don’t be so angry.”

“…”

I kept my eyes tightly shut, too afraid to open them.

But hearing him say that, my emotions calmed somewhat. Remembering he had been busy all night, I couldn’t help but ask, “What were you busy with last night?”

“I was preparing for the trip. Gathering vehicles and personnel, writing notification letters… This visit to Silgaya involves many things. Do you think saying ‘let’s go’ is enough? At least I need to handle the aftermath of the disaster in the capital city.”

“So… have you handled it?”

“Almost done.”

There was some rustling on the bed, followed by Angel’s voice, “You can open your eyes now.”

I hesitated, squinting one eye open.

Angel was still sitting on the bed, having pulled up the blanket that was about to fall to the floor. Though still exposed, he finally had something to cover himself with.

“You’re… too disgusting.”

I couldn’t help but frown and mutter under my breath.

Actually, I wanted to say something much worse…

“It’s just that I’m not wearing clothes.”

Angel seemed indifferent, instead looking at me with interest, his emerald eyes gleaming with a teasing light, “What? You rushed over here so eagerly, wasn’t it to admire the naked form of the Pope of this world? This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, I don’t mind, take a good look. Should I—”

“Angel, I’m going to hit someone.”

I glared at him fiercely, raising my little fist and waving it in front of him, trying to act natural, as if I didn’t care, even looked down on it. But the strange, indescribable mix of emotions—shyness, disgust, and rejection—made it impossible for me to stay calm.

Tough guy…

What’s wrong with you…

“Alright, alright… I won’t tease you anymore. Little Black Charcoal, since you came to find me now, it means you’ve made up your mind, right?”

“Mmm.”

I stared at his handsome face for a few seconds, then pretended to look away casually.

“I’m going to Moser Coast.”

“Ahh, so that’s it…” Angel scratched his head, sighed softly, looking rather helpless, “Have you considered staying in the capital city? Maybe it’s the best choice.”

“When can I leave, at the fastest?”

“That doesn’t matter. Stay here, eat, drink, play, and have fun. It’s much better.”

“Angel.”

“Alright, alright…”

Facing my serious gaze, Angel raised his hands in surrender, “You asked when I can leave? I think it’ll be by the afternoon. Originally, I planned for tomorrow morning, but things got resolved faster than expected. I could have had some extra rest, but now, thanks to you, I can’t sleep… Wait until the people from Saint George Coin Bank return. Once they arrive, we’ll set off.”

As Angel spoke, he yawned, then used his little finger to clean his ear.

“Oh, by the way, there’s someone at the coin bank you should know. He’ll be joining us.”

“Who?”

I frowned upon hearing this.