Four Split Personalities

[I still really want to see him in person!]

Teresa secretly clenched her little fist and secretly blamed herself for being a few minutes late because she took a wrong turn.

Obviously, she had snuck out.

The reason for sneaking out early was simple: this low-blood-pressure girl, who actually managed to get up happily, couldn’t contain her excitement to catch a glimpse of a living ’Black Fane Priest’.

In the end, she didn’t completely make it in time...

[Where on earth are they... They couldn’t have gone for breakfast, could they... No, even if they did, they should be eating here. I remember the school cafeteria is not open to the public!]

The girl swept her gaze over the crowd over and over, which had no sign of the Black Fane Priest, and let out a rather dejected sigh.

But just at the most unfortunate moment, she stepped on a smooth pebble, let out a surprised "Ah!" and fell backward.

[Ouch! At least protect your head!]

With the experience of falls, the girl tried to lift her face up, hoping she would land on her back first.

Just then—

"Watch out!"

Amidst a somewhat flustered whisper that emerged from the supporting source, a pair of fair little hands landed on Teresa’s shoulders, steadying the girl who almost had a close encounter with the ground.

"Tha... Thank you! I’m really sorry!"

Having finally regained her balance, Teresa turned around immediately, blushing as she bowed to the girl standing before her, and then froze.

[What a dazzling person!]

This was the only thought that came to her mind the moment she clearly saw the other person.

Even though Teresa herself was a pretty girl, she never hesitated to lavish praises, and just standing in front of this girl, dressed in a pale golden robe with a gentle appearance and a transcendent temperament, one could feel a refreshing and warm ambiance akin to the morning sun.

It was a quality that was clean and clear, hard to articulate in words, a kind of charm that made you feel washed and healed just from a mere glance.

And then...

[What a big chest!]

Even though the other girl was wearing a rather thick robe, Teresa, also a girl, immediately noticed the huge difference between them. Though she herself was a curvy beauty by any standard, the girl before her had... quite the devilish figure.

"Are you alright?"

The clean and clear-voiced demon carefully inquired, then bent down to pick up the pebble that Teresa had stumbled upon, jogged to toss it into the bushes by the road, and turned back to smile softly at Teresa, "I often trip over things myself. I’m glad you’re not hurt."

Even though the person was a stranger, Teresa unusually didn’t feel any resistance, instead nodding vigorously with a blushing face, "Mm-mm! I’m not... not hurt! Thank you!"

"You’re welcome~"

"I’m a student at [Dan Slave Military Academy], in the fourth grade, name is..."

"Nice to meet you, Miss Tarosha."

"Eh! You know me!"

"Yes, yesterday we sat close to the fighting zone, and a friend introduced you to me."

"Ah... well... thank you, senior, I’m really honored!"

"Haha, though I’m older, I shouldn’t be called senior."

"Even if not from the same academy... I can call you senior."

"I don’t study here. I’m with the Holy Church Union delegation, mainly here for a learning experience."

"Oh, so senior is with the Holy Church Union... Holy Church Union!?"

"Yes, my name is Morning Forgotten Language, a clergy from the Church of the Dawn~"

Chapter 1294: End

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