"..."
The hall fell into an uncomfortable silence as I found myself caught in an awkward situation. Three pairs of eyes were fixed on , each holding a different expression. The new one, with her reddish-gold hair and striking blue eyes, looked both beautiful and horrified. Seraphina seed flustered, her face turning as red as a tomato. And Maria, with her captivating heterochromia eyes, appeared both curious and uncertain.
"H-Helen?! Hey! Move away!" Seraphina hurriedly pushed aside, her concern for Helena evident in her actions.
Oh, it's Helen.
She was also a Saintess Candidate but in if I rember, she was going to be an antagonist in the Third Ga. All of that because of the Pope.
Helena, one of the Saintess Candidates, seed distraught. "H-He t-touched ... a man touched ," she muttered, clearly shaken by the incident.
Damn it...
I needed to get out of here before the Pope caught wind of this. Things were already complicated enough.
"D-Don't worry, Helena! He also touched us!" Maria's voice piped up.
"Maria!" Seraphina turned around with a deep blush staining her cheeks.
All eyes in the hall were now on , and I could feel their judging gazes. It was an uncomfortable situation, to say the least.
[] Cleenah's voice echoed in my mind, accompanied by a mischievous giggle.
'This isn't funny!'
I didn't want to turn around and face the scrutiny of those judging gazes.
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'There's no relation, secret or otherwise! Heck, there isn't even any relation at all!'
"H-He also insulted H-His Excellency..." Helena's words barely reached my ears, but they struck a nerve. She regarded as if I were the devil incarnate.
"I didn't lie about that, though," I retorted, frustration seeping into my voice.
Helena's eyes widened in shock. "H-He is the devil in human skin..."
Seraphina couldn't hold back her laughter at Helena's comnt, which only fueled my irritation. A vein throbbed on my forehead as I glared at Helena.
"Since when do Saintesses wear makeup?" I pointed at my own eyelashes, a mix of annoyance and disbelief in my voice. "Is that part of being a Holy Saintess?"
"W-We need to look presentable, Demon!" Helena, or rather, the future evil Saintess Helen, as I liked to call her, fired back, her face turning even redder. "Y-You touched and c-caressed my b-body this whole ti..."
"I don't rember doing any of that!" I shot back, slowly backing away from the heated exchange. "Ahem... well, I'm busy..." I turned around, ready to escape the situation, but--
"Wait!" Maria's voice stopped in my tracks.
I halted, waiting for her to speak.
Maria hesitated, her gaze shifting between and the whining Jayden standing behind . "I-If I-I think of s-sothing I'm certain of, I-I won't forget it, right?" she asked, her voice tinged with shyness.
Truth be told, I had only suggested that to calm her down. It probably wouldn't work against the influence of Eden. It would be too easy if simply thinking about sothing else could counter its effects.
I let out a sigh and nodded. "It could work, but if the influence becos too strong, ask your 'sister' for help, Maria."
"I-I'm not stupid--"
"Sa goes for you, Seraphina," I interrupted, addressing Seraphina before she could defend herself. "If you find yourself under any influence, turn to Maria for help. And if you ever find yourself in extre danger or feeling threatened, call out to . I'll be there to assist you." I spoke with a serious tone, my smile fading slightly.
But then I turned my attention to Helena. "Not you, though."
Helen let out an indignant cry. "Whaaaa! I don't need help from a demon!"
"See ya," I waved my hand dismissively and walked away, ignoring the stares of the won who were guarding us.
"Edward..."
I turned around, surprised by Jayden's sudden presence. "Jayden? What are you doing here?" I asked, feigning surprise.
Jayden glanced at Maria and let out a sigh. "I wanted to speak to Maria, Seraphina, and Helena since they are the Saintess Candidates and I'm the Apostle, but it seems they're occupied."
I glanced back at the three girls, who were still engaged in their own conversation.
"T-The devil is looking at ..." Helen blurted out, her voice loud and uneasy.
"W-What? M-My heart is not ready for that…!"
Ready for what, exactly?
"..." Seraphina remained silent, but she crossed her arms with a beautiful smile playing on her lips.
"They are busy, yeah…" I muttered, still shaken by the odd trio of Saintesses, and gently forced Jayden to back away.
How did they change this much in two years?
In the Third Ga, they are completely different though...
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