Ariel had kindly helped, yet was subjected to Monica pointing at her nose and scolding her for over ten minutes.
At the ti, there were many onlookers, but they were all just watching the excitent.
Ariel hadn't expected anyone to co help speak for her, but at that mont, she couldn't help feeling sowhat disheartened.
Until she saw that strand of light ash-blond hair floating by.
Thinking of this, Ariel stared at Celitia, her emotions growing more complex.
This fool, did she think she was playing the hero rescuing a beauty?
What if she had provoked that crazy woman and accidentally gotten hurt?
Gratitude and annoyance intertwined. Ariel's voice rose three octaves, and once her lecturing urge started, it couldn't be stopped.
"If that apple had hit your forehead, you might have ended up in the hospital on the spot! Even if you want to act tough, you should consider your own situation before acting!"
"But weren't you right behind ?"
Celitia laughed, completely unconcerned. "Could you really just sit by and watch get beaten by that old woman?"
She wouldn't just stand there and let Monica hit her, and besides, Shanie and Benita were nearby too.
With people like that, the more you backed down, the more they would push their luck.
It was only because Ariel didn't fight back that Monica could bully her so brazenly.
Celitia didn't want to see such a result.
"You—" Ariel was montarily speechless.
She didn't even know whether this counted as Celitia trusting her or not.
"Don't want ddling?" Celitia shrugged. "Then you should argue back properly, don't just let people use you as a punching bag for venting their anger."
Ariel hesitated: "But I'm the church's Saintess—"
Devoting herself to the Goddess and saving the people—this was the vow she had made. Suppressing herself for this was nothing.
"So what?"
Celitia smiled faintly, her voice light yet extraordinarily firm.
"Before being the 'Saintess,' you are Ariel first. At least for , that's how it is."
Ariel was stunned for a long ti.
She rarely thought about such questions.
For Ariel, choosing to act this way seed natural.
If one day, what the "Church Saintess" should do conflicted with what she herself wanted to do...
Before Ariel could think deeper, Celitia interrupted her.
"Forget it, let's not talk about this."
Not wanting to discuss life philosophy with Ariel, Celitia deftly changed the subject. "How co you're here?"
"I received so news and ca here to handle matters, and to visit my teacher by the way." Ariel answered.
Celitia asked: "Teacher?"
"Yes," Ariel nodded. "My teacher is the forr Saintess, and her ho is nearby."
Hearing Ariel ntion her teacher, Celitia had a vague impression.
The forr Saintess, if she rembered correctly, was nad Joan.
She should be a legend from the sa era as her own teacher, having retired long ago.
Ariel asked: "What about you? What brings you here?"
"Ah, Shanie's ho is nearby. It's winter break, so she invited us to co play..."
Celitia answered absent-mindedly, still thinking about the previous topic.
She wondered if she might be able to see her teacher this ti.
"Saintess!"
Shanie's voice rang out from nearby. She had finally dealt with Monica and hurried over with Benita.
"Saintess, how did you co to Paril Village too?"
Looking at Ariel, Shanie was very happy and enthusiastically invited her: "Since you're here, why don't you co play at my house too!"
"I ca here on business." Ariel smiled and politely declined. "Once I'm finished, I'll definitely co visit."
Hearing the first half, Shanie was a bit disappointed, but hearing the second half, she imdiately perked up:
"That's great! I'll tell my parents, and we'll definitely give you a warm welco when the ti cos!!"
"Thank you very much for your help this ti." Ariel waved at them. "Well then, see you later."
After seeing Ariel off, the three walked side by side toward Shanie's house.
"That Granny Monica is really stubborn enough." Shanie complained. "No matter how much I tried to persuade her, she just wouldn't listen."
Benita consoled: "She is quite old, after all. It's always hard for elderly people to listen to others."
"But that doesn't an she can just take her anger out on anyone," Shanie grumbled indignantly. "The Saintess was being kind, and Lily was completely innocent."
"It's fine, I don't mind."
Celitia was very calm. "I just didn't want to watch her scold Ariel. As for whether she likes or not... what does that have to do with ?"
"Right, if we got angry with her, wouldn't we be the ones losing?"
Shanie thought about it and agreed, her belly full of displeasure imdiately dissipating. "Alright, let's hurry back!"
Benita looked at the two of them: "You're both really open-minded..."
Compared to Celitia and Shanie, Benita thought she always had more things to worry about, always looking ahead and behind, unable to let things go.
Her mood beca even more complicated, but she couldn't say anything.
The three walked along the village road deeper inside, finally seeing Shanie's house.
Different from what Celitia had imagined, compared to other villagers, Shanie's house was quite impressive.
Celitia had heard Shanie ntion that their family were freen who owned a small plot of land, normally only needing to pay taxes to live peacefully.
Besides farming, Shanie's family also did so small business, making them relatively well-off in the village.
Therefore, they had enough resources to send Shanie to study at Samuel Academy.
"Dad! Mom! I'm ho!!"
Shanie excitedly pushed open the door and rushed inside, throwing herself into the arms of a middle-aged couple.
"It's good you're back, it's good you're back."
Shanie's mother Judy was very excited, hugging the girl tightly and constantly stroking her head with deep affection.
Shanie's father Lake, looking at Celitia and Benita, appeared sowhat nervous:
"Shanie, these two young ladies are the friends you ntioned, right?"
"Yes!" Shanie nodded proudly, her words full of boastful aning. "Dad, didn't you always tell to catch a noble? Lily and Benita are both very impressive nobles!"
After introducing Celitia and Benita, Shanie opened her sparkling eyes wide with an expression that scread "praise ."
After Shanie said this, Lake's face turned red with embarrassnt.
When I told you to catch a noble, I ant catch a future husband! Even catching soone of the sa gender wouldn't be unacceptable.
But I didn't an for you to bring two friends ho!
And what's this about catching nobles—is this sothing you can just say in front of guests?!
Looking at Lake's expression that was about to crack, Celitia silently looked up at the sky.
If Shanie asked her to pretend to be a boyfriend or girlfriend, Celitia wouldn't be unable to help.
Going ho for New Year to fool parents—she understood, she understood. It would be a small favor.
But since Shanie hadn't brought it up... then don't bla her for watching the show, right?
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