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A flicker of astonishnt crossed Arcueid's crimson eyes; it seed she hadn't expected a human to ignore her [Mystic Eyes of Enchantnt].
Imdiately, a spark of curiosity flashed in Arcueid's eyes. She lifted her slender, elegant feet and slowly walked towards Elesia.
Noticing Arcueid's approach, Elesia instantly froze up. Even the most oblivious person, seeing Arcueid's previous actions, would understand that she was far from ordinary, and Elesia was certainly not foolish.
Realizing she was being targeted by the peerless beauty ahead—who seed neither entirely human nor ghost—cold sweat trickled continuously down Elesia's face.
For so reason, Elesia felt an indescribable fear towards the girl before her, as if she were fish on a chopping block facing the chef—Elesia felt as though she could see countless visions of herself being obliterated by the girl's various attacks.
Overwhelming unease made Elesia subconsciously reach out, grasping Haru's hand beside her. Lacking a sense of security, she instinctively sought soone who could provide it, and Haru, who was more than a friend but not quite yet a lover, was naturally her best choice.
Feeling her sweaty, trembling palm grip his tightly, Haru naturally sensed Elesia's distress. His own sowhat rough hands covered her small one.
Sensing the warmth radiating from his palm, Elesia's trembling body slowly cald, though the azure eyes looking at Arcueid still held fear.
Haru gently opened Elesia's palm and, after careful consideration, traced the word "Witch" onto it.
Through his interactions with Elesia, Haru, with the charm bonus from his Earth Mother Goddess and True Ancestor bloodlines, had already learned her entire life story.
Therefore, Haru understood that within Elesia's life experience, the only supernatural group she knew of ca from those fairy tale books. Thus, he wrote the word "Witch" to give Elesia a fra of reference for Arcueid's identity.
Feeling the strokes in her palm, Elesia's gaze cald slightly. Although still afraid, she wasn't as terrified as before.
After all, the unknown is the most frightening. Knowing Arcueid's identity as a 'witch,' the veil of mystery lifted, Elesia naturally felt a little more grounded—though a question arose in her mind: How did Haru know the other girl was a witch?
Sensing that the small hand gripping his was no longer trembling, Haru successively traced instructions like, 'Ignore her,' 'Cooperate with .'
While tracing the words, Haru called towards the cafe, "What's going on, boss? How co the number three combo isn't here yet? Elesia can't wait! Didn't it usually take just six minutes?"
"Oh dear, it's young Haru and Elesia! Sorry, sorry, my young lad here seems to have ssed up, sohow misplaced the dish!! Wait a minute, brat, were you deliberately trying to ruin their date!"
The owner's response and scolding voice ca from the shop's kitchen.
Haru and Elesia had visited this shop several tis, so the owner was very familiar with them, especially Elesia. The girl, with her exquisite mixed-race looks, was considered the pearl of the town. Thus, there wasn't a shopkeeper in town who didn't recognize the cheerful girl.
Of course, many young waiters in the shop had also tried to pursue Elesia. But Bob, the doting father, was said to have trained in the French special forces.
How could village youths compete against a battle-hardened soldier?
After many were beaten to tears, Elesia naturally remained single.
So, in reality, the waiters in the shop didn't have a very good impression of Haru—You could say they both respected and resented him—respected his ability to defeat Bob multiple tis, and resented that the prized flower had been picked by Haru, leaving them not even the luxury of fantasy.
Hearing Haru's interaction with the shop owner, Arcueid paused her steps, her crimson eyes looking hesitantly at the pair three ters ahead.
The instruction she had given the onlookers earlier was to ignore her existence. Therefore, Elesia's initial cry of surprise and her subsequent fixed gaze were what caught Arcueid's attention.
But now, it seed the other party hadn't noticed her presence. After all, she had been standing near the entrance earlier. Elesia looking in that direction and her previous words seed like normal behavior when urging for food.
Just then, Arcueid's gaze shifted towards Haru, who was still conversing with the shop owner from afar, a flicker of suspicion in her eyes.
Watching Arcueid resu her approach towards him, beads of cold sweat trickled down Haru's cheeks.
No exaggeration—Haru was fully confident he could suppress the current Arcueid, even preventing her from harming a single hair on Elesia's head. But doing so would spell doom.
From his subtle probing of Altrouge these past few days, he learned that once you incurred the resentnt of the inherently innocent Arcueid—it would truly last a lifeti.
Look no further than Roa deceiving her once; she pursued him through lifetis to blast him into slag. And Altrouge, who stole her hair, was attacked on sight every ti they t. One could imagine how terrifying innate innocence pushed to its limit could be.
If Haru defended 'Roa' in front of her now, obstructing her act of vengeance, his favorability would instantly lock at negative—that was almost a certainty.
Just as Haru was deciding whether to retreat with Elesia and avoid direct contact, he realized Arcueid was walking straight towards him.
Looking at the exquisitely crafted face now close at hand, Haru's mouth twitched slightly.
"Sniff~ Sniff~" Her delicate nose twitched slowly as Arcueid sniffed Haru's scent at close range. The man before her faintly emitted an aura she missed dearly—the aura of her creators, the True Ancestors.
Arcueid, the ultimate weapon created by the ancient True Ancestors through unknown ans simulating the Crimson Moon, had seen the True Ancestors of the Millennium Castle the very first mont she was born.
Due to animalistic nature—Arcueid regarded the True Ancestors she first saw as parents. Although they rely used her as a tool, Arcueid still faithfully carried out the True Ancestors' commands—even the command to kill her sister, Altrouge.
It was precisely because of this that when Roa, her friend, deceived her, stole her power, and caused her to rampage and kill all the True Ancestors in the Millennium Castle, she beca so enraged, pursuing Roa through lifetis to blast him into slag.
And now, she once again sensed that nostalgic aura. Although subtly different from the True Ancestors she knew before, Haru definitely possessed the aura of a True Ancestor.
Feeling the moist air exhaled from that delicate nose hit his neck, Haru instantly tensed up, trying to conceal his body's natural reaction.
Arcueid continuously circled Haru, moving around him, taking deep breaths near various parts of his body. She was puzzled why this human before her would emit the aura of a True Ancestor.
After a mont, unable to discern the reason, Arcueid closed her eyes and began to receive information from the World.
Subsequently, Haru's jaw was grasped. Like an extrely knowledgeable nurse, Arcueid began examining Haru's tongue coating, eyes, and nasal passages, completely ignoring everyone else.
In fact, it truly was 'as if no one else was present,' because through her Mystic Eyes, the surrounding crowd completely ignored her existence.
Feeling her clumsy movents, Haru was torn between laughter and tears. He felt like a training dummy used by nurses to practice examination skills—though the nurse before him was far too beautiful.
Feeling the touch of Arcueid's slender fingers, wrapped in white gloves, continuously making skin contact, Haru slowly started to enjoy it. After all, not everyone gets to enjoy a full-body examination by the White Princess. Besides, those white gloves had previously been quite close to her mouth...
Just as Haru closed his eyes to enjoy the mont, he felt a sudden coolness below his waist.
"....."
Haru imdiately opened his eyes, staring dumbfounded at Arcueid, who had half-pulled down his pants.
Subsequently, his boxers were pulled down.
A certain rod-like object sprang out, bouncing against Arcueid's tender, smooth cheek.
Elesia looked completely bewildered.
Haru was stunned speechless.
Arcueid tilted her head, looking puzzledly at the rod before her, which had suddenly doubled in size. She touched the cheek it had bounced against and puffed out her cheeks.
She lifted her arm and, using a slender finger clad in its white glove, gave it a retaliatory flick.
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