111: Jasmine's Love
"Miss Evelia, the carriage to the orphanage is ready. However, this old man must leave ahead of ti to organize the personnel there. I'll have to trouble you to go to Lady Saint's room behind the cathedral and call her."
After wandering around the cathedral for about ten minutes or so, Evelia ran into Bishop Sauron again in the publicly accessible area. The mont he saw Evelia, he imdiately dumped the task of calling Jasmine onto her. Then, surrounded by a large group of practitioners, he rode away in the Church's exclusive vehicle, looking like a super important busy person.
Evelia didn't even have ti to ask him where exactly Jasmine's room was.
No choice but to search room by room on her own.
This was really rough on Evelia. There were at least several hundred rooms behind the cathedral. She couldn't exactly summon the Eye of Leviathan to assist her search in front of everyone's eyes. At this rate, searching one by one, how long would it take to find it?
"Twenty-seventh room... Where exactly is Jasmine's room?!"
After consecutively opening twenty-seven empty rooms, Evelia finally couldn't take it anymore. She sat down on the floor with a frustrated thud. The small wings on her head drooped listlessly. Only a single purple ahoge remained, angrily swishing back and forth.
"Does the Church have so much money they don't know where to spend it? If you have nothing to do, don't build so many empty rooms! So many rooms and no one living in them. Don't the cleaning ladies have opinions? Are cleaning ladies' lives not lives? Soone should let a cleaning lady smack the head off the designer who ca up with this with a mop!"
Evelia shouted in frustration. Her voice, which even when cursing sounded like a little kitten hissing, instantly triggered a certain perverted angel's sister radar. Amya appeared beside Evelia almost instantly. She quite skillfully patted Evelia's head, then spoke with a giggling expression while Evelia looked at her with a deadpan face.
"What's wrong, wifey? Did soone make you unhappy?"
"??? Drop the 'wifey'! I never accepted your confession!"
Evelia pouted unhappily. This perverted angel, was she now bold enough to call her 'wifey' even in public? What would happen at ho then? Wouldn't she beco Lina 2.0? No, this dangerous state must be nipped in the bud!
"Alright, alright, Eve-Eve. Don't keep that sour face. I won't call you wifey, okay? Co on, smile."
Amya still had that giggling look, showing no intention of repenting. However, her form of address for Evelia did return to normal.
Evelia's originally sour face gradually relaxed as well.
"Big sister is so silly. She clearly looked quite happy the mont she heard call her wifey, but then turned into this in the blink of an eye. Is the tsundere attribute at work?"
Watching Evelia, whose face-changing speed rivaled the masters of Sichuan opera, Amya pouted and silently complained in her heart.
"Alright, Big Sis... Eve-Eve. Now can you tell what exactly made you so angry that you started cursing?"
"What else could it be?! That old fogey Sauron told to go call Jasmine, but he didn't even tell where her room is! Look at this, over a hundred rooms in the cathedral. How long will it take to find it?"
Evelia complained to Amya with a face full of unhappiness. When Amya heard that this was the reason for Evelia's breakdown, her expression imdiately beca strange. It increasingly looked like the expression one would have when looking at a silly little girl.
"Um... Eve-Eve. Miss Jasmine's room... isn't it just the fourth room in the corridor directly above the altar room on the third floor of the cathedral?"
"Wait? How do you know?"
Evelia instantly beca alert. She looked up at Amya with an unfriendly expression, as if saying: If you dare to ss around with other people, I'll let Little Ke out to bite you to death!
When Amya saw her expression, she knew Evelia had definitely misunderstood. But she felt a little smug inside. Usually you act all tsundere! Now you get scared at the slightest sign of trouble?
Hehe.
"It's simple. You could have just asked any Internal Practitioner, right? Although Miss Jasmine is the Saint, her room location isn't exactly so unspeakable secret."
"???"
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"So... I searched for so long, checking room after room. What does that count as?"
"It counts as you being a silly little girl."
"???"
Watching Evelia with a face like soone who ate bitter herbs and couldn't complain, Amya felt super delighted!
Tsk tsk tsk, her big brother's feminization speed is really fast.
It hasn't even been two years, and she's already beco such a cute little girl.
Mm mm, she'll probably beco a very gentle and virtuous wife and mother in the future, right?
On that day, Amya thought such treasonous thoughts.
……
"Miss Jasmine! The carriage is ready."
After wandering around inside the cathedral for quite a while longer, since Evelia didn't know the way, Evelia finally found Jasmine's room. She gently knocked twice on the door, then happily pushed it open. The mont she entered, she saw Jasmine gazing tenderly at a photo album in her arms.
"Huh?! Miss Evelia?"
Jasmine was clearly sowhat flustered. She hurriedly closed the leather photo album in her hands and placed it neatly on the bedside table.
"Sorry, I was looking at so old photos and got a bit absorbed."
"Miss Jasmine... Your room... it's all filled with photos of your sister..."
Evelia subconsciously looked around the room. Everywhere her eyes landed, there were physical photos protected by fras. And every single one of these photos had only one protagonist. That was a certain perverted forr nun who was currently serving as a live-in son-in-law at the Blood Clan Grand Princess's mansion.
But looking at this... Jasmine's love for Lina might be even stronger than Noren's.
This is practically a large-scale stalking scene. Anyone who didn't know better would probably think the owner of this room was a pervert.
"Yes, but unfortunately they're all from a long ti ago. Ever since she and I beca disciples under different Cardinals, I've rarely been able to take photos of her."
Jasmine nodded. An unstoppable look of loneliness and sorrow surged from the depths of her eyes.
"Miss Jasmine... really loves her sister."
"Of course! To , Lina is everything in my life! She is the purpose of my existence! For Lina's happiness, I can give everything I have!"
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