Chapter 67: Doing As She Pleases… To Her
Sunset.
Though in Victoria, the difference between day and night was perhaps only the density of the fog that perpetually shrouded the city.
Everything was veiled in a thick mist, even midday feeling as gloomy as midnight.
Basking in the warm sunlight during this season in Victoria was a luxury. The sun only made fleeting appearances in the afternoon, followed by the lingering, pervasive fog.
Like the city’s current state, everything was filled with chaos and uncertainty, engulfing everyone within, without exception.
The blindfolded nun sat in her wheelchair, pushed by a slender girl who held an umbrella, shielding her from Victoria’s incessant drizzle, heading home.
“Sister, so… you won’t be praying alone in the church anymore?”
Stasha asked curiously. Usually, her sister would stay in the cathedral until the stars emerged before returning home. Today, with the sunset’s afterglow still lingering on the horizon, she was hurrying back.
Stasha felt that her sister’s mood was worse than usual today, as if she was worried about something.
Stasha empathized, but she was powerless to help.
Sigh, when would she be able to assist her sister…
“More or less,” Luo Ling replied softly, lost in thought.
Luo Ling’s consciousness still resided within Alyssa’s body. As Stasha guessed, she was indeed preoccupied with certain matters.
Luo Ling now understood the Harbingers’ leaders’ intentions behind the task assigned to “Theologian” Alyssa.
By having the “White Witch’s Apostle” appear, they aimed to divert the Company’s attention, making them believe that dealing with the alleged collaboration between the Harbingers and the White Witch was the top priority.
Even if the Company realized this collaboration might be a fabrication, they would still have to dedicate significant resources to investigate. Otherwise… if it were true, the Company would face utter defeat.
In other words, Alyssa was tasked with directly confronting the Company.
Although she had been assigned several Harbingers to assist her, it was still extremely dangerous.
Of course, this danger wasn’t to Alyssa herself, but to the “Saint Alyssa” persona.
As the White Witch’s God’s Favored, few forces could truly threaten Alyssa. To kill her, they would need to treat her as a High-Risk Grotesquery; otherwise, even death wouldn’t be permanent.
Therefore, Luo Ling was worried that if Alyssa was exposed to the Company, the useful “Saint Alyssa” shell would be ruined.
Even the Church of Light would be dismantled by the Company, severing Luo Ling’s intelligence network across Victoria. That would be a significant loss.
Besides this, there was another, more important issue.
Within her current Spore vision, the flaxen-haired girl was struggling to push the wheelchair.
Even with Luo Ling’s assistance, Victoria’s terrible road conditions made the wheelchair bump and jostle, sending pebbles flying. The vibrations made Stasha’s hands numb and purple.
“Stasha,” Luo Ling suddenly said.
“What is it, sister?” Stasha replied breathlessly, her voice strained.
“You…”
Luo Ling paused mid-sentence, as if remembering something.
“Sister, don’t stop talking halfway!” Stasha said, straining her ears to listen, but hearing nothing further.
“I just haven’t figured out how to say it.” Luo Ling’s gaze lowered. This familiar scene made her afraid. The words were on the tip of her tongue, but she couldn’t utter them.
Saint Alyssa of the Church of Light was now in a precarious position, a target for all. The Harbingers had placed her in the forefront, and the Company was targeting her.
Everything was like a raging fire, and Luo Ling’s only means of defense was a single sheet of paper, easily turned to ash with the slightest touch.
Victoria was now like a lone ship sailing through a storm, its occupants fighting amongst themselves while the storm raged outside.
Even Awakened Ones could barely protect themselves, let alone ordinary humans… who were incredibly fragile in this environment.
Any action by the Company, any plan by the Harbingers, could be an irreversible abyss for ordinary people.
And Stasha was just such an ordinary person caught in the storm, especially with her close proximity to Alyssa, who was in the eye of the storm. The slightest misstep could be fatal.
Luo Ling initially wanted Stasha to leave Victoria, this ship fraught with danger, but she suddenly thought of her own sister, her feelings becoming complicated, unable to speak.
The safest place was a Kingdom. So far, neither the Company nor the Harbingers were aware of their existence.
Luo Ling currently had access to a Kingdom: Linna’s Starry Victoria.
But… ordinary people couldn’t enter a Kingdom. A Kingdom was a distorted world. Even ordinary Awakened Ones who weren’t aware of Boundaries would experience cognitive dissonance within a Kingdom, let alone ordinary humans.
For example, Eve, who had accidentally entered a Kingdom the first time, had only avoided madness thanks to a precious sacred medicine. Otherwise… they wouldn’t have seen the Iron Fist Maid again.
As for Stasha, entering Starry Victoria would have only one outcome: becoming a complete lunatic. Even in a dormant state, she couldn’t withstand the distorted world.
“Stasha, do you have anything else to do these days?” Luo Ling asked softly.
“I… I don’t think so…”
Stasha stopped, wiping the sweat from her forehead, leaning against the wheelchair to rest.
“My teacher said I’ve completed all my lessons. If I want to learn more, I have to go to a formal school, but I’m thinking that if I go to school, I might not be able to pick you up from the cathedral every day, so… I’m still hesitating.”
“I see,” Luo Ling said softly.
Under normal circumstances, she would definitely encourage Stasha to go to school. The girl enjoyed studying. The only reason she hadn’t gone to a formal school before was lack of money.
Now, things were different. As the Saint’s younger sister, Stasha could attend any school she wanted, without even paying tuition.
Even if the school didn’t waive the fees, there would be plenty of wealthy individuals willing to donate as a form of atonement, to support the Saint’s sister’s education.
But now…
“In that case, Stasha, stay by my side these days. Don’t go anywhere.” Luo Ling reached out and gently held Stasha’s hand, which was resting on the wheelchair.
If everywhere in Victoria was dangerous, then staying by Alyssa’s side was the safest option. At least… she could protect her sister personally.
“Really?” Stasha said, surprised, but then she became hesitant. “But then… won’t that… bother you?”
“Of course not.”
“But you’re the Saint… If your followers see me like this, so unrefined, will it affect their image of you?”
For as long as Stasha could remember, their lives had been difficult. She hadn’t developed her sister’s elegant demeanor and grace.
Compared to her sister, she was like a country bumpkin.
At least in Stasha’s mind, her unrefined appearance, if frequently seen in public, might damage her sister’s glorious image as a Saint.
“What’s wrong with being the Saint? I’m the Saint, but I’m also your sister,” Luo Ling said gently. “As the Saint’s sister, your appearance and actions are acceptable. Moreover… the Saint’s sister can represent God.”
Luo Ling skillfully performed a gesture from Mass, then gently touched Stasha’s forehead, saying with a smile, “Alright, by the will of God, you are now also a Saint.”
Stasha touched her forehead, giggling foolishly, making Luo Ling chuckle as well.
However, under the pervasive fog, their light, cheerful laughter held a chilling undertone.
Back in the small house, looking at Stasha excitedly preparing dinner in the kitchen as usual, Luo Ling’s gaze softened, but quickly turned serious again.
“It seems the mixed bag that is the Speakers isn’t trustworthy. Even the Gypsy Girl… might be on the Company’s side.”
Luo Ling had initially intended to use a favor to inquire about Fiona’s condition, but now she couldn’t.
Fiona was undeniably important. Whether it was the dangerous secret she knew, her own strength, or her unparalleled Sacred Tool crafting abilities, each was significant to the current situation in Victoria.
This was why the Company directors had been so ambivalent towards Luo Ling before. Fiona truly held that much weight.
Unable to guarantee that the Speakers wouldn’t sell this information, potentially attracting the attention of both the Company and the Harbingers, Luo Ling could only abandon this idea.
Now, only one path remained.
The mysterious and unknown Witches’ Tea Party.
Luo Ling hadn’t shared her memories of the Tea Party, not even with Linna or Elsa, as she wasn’t sure if the First Seat could detect it.
The Tea Party was too powerful for them.
Moreover, Linna hadn’t encountered any information about the Tea Party during her time in the various Kingdoms. This loose, mysterious organization had always remained well-hidden. The true identities of its members—besides the naive and reclusive Miss Iris—were unknown.
There were two ways to convene the Tea Party: the First Seat could call a meeting, or a member could request assistance.
The former was self-explanatory, while the latter required offering additional petals to the one completing the request. Without sufficient compensation, why would the Tea Party members bother to attend?
Their true identities couldn’t be low… of course, except for Miss Iris. Luo Ling suspected that Miss Iris’s membership in this high-profile organization was largely due to Jingwei’s existence.
Not every God’s Favored could bring their deity along…
In Linna’s memories, although High-Order Grotesqueries occasionally appeared in the Kingdoms, they were few and far between. She hadn’t encountered one in all these years.
God’s Favored and Godchosen could usually only communicate with their deities through indirect means. This face-to-face interaction was likely unique to Miss Iris…
Of course, Luo Ling was an exception.
After arranging everything, as Stasha served dinner, Luo Ling withdrew her consciousness, leaving the remaining warmth to the two unfortunate sisters.
Under the dim candlelight, the simple, not particularly delicious meal was filled with a small, quiet happiness.
……
Returning to Starry Victoria after several days, Luo Ling slowly opened her eyes, the ceiling of a staff room in the Victoria Opera House the first thing she saw.
Luo Ling trusted Linna and Elsa implicitly, leaving her main body in the Kingdom without even bothering to find a place to lie down. She knew Linna and Elsa would take good care of her.
But…
What was going on now?
Luo Ling looked down at the Lolita-style dress she was wearing, falling silent.
She could feel the weight of her long white hair, adorned with various accessories, all loose and unbound.
Because Luo Ling’s hair possessed a part of her consciousness and could arrange itself, it couldn’t be styled, only tied up.
“…Have I been turned into a dress-up doll?”
Luo Ling twitched the corner of her mouth. These two, instead of focusing on important matters, were always playing these games.
“Little Elsa, you have to do it like this… Hey, are you listening to me?”
Linna’s voice echoed from nearby, followed by two sets of footsteps. The light, quick steps belonged to Elsa, while the heavier, steadier steps were Linna’s.
“No, no, no, no…”
Elsa muttered, covering her ears and running to the doorway, but stopping before entering.
Luo Ling had intended to get up, but hearing their conversation, she became curious and decided to continue lying down, pretending she hadn’t returned.
“Let’s see what tricks you’re up to.”
“Hey, you’ve already played, dressing your dear Sister White in the clothes you wanted her to wear. You have to let me play too…” Linna said, following Elsa and continuing to persuade her patiently.
“You… you can also dress Sister White…”
Elsa said weakly, her voice lacking conviction, sounding guilty.
“No, little Elsa, this is something you want to do to Miss Luo Ling, but it’s not something I want to do. I’m not interested in this,” Linna sighed. “Besides, you’ve played enough now. It’s my turn, right?”
“No, no, no, Miss Linna, we’re different! You want to do bad things to Miss Luo Ling!”
Elsa shook her head vigorously, turning around and blocking the doorway with her arms, preventing Linna from entering Luo Ling’s room.
“This isn’t a bad thing, Elsa. You’re still young, you don’t understand.”
Linna shook her head, continuing her tireless teachings. “Trust me, Miss Luo Ling will definitely like it too, it’s just that she’s also quite young and hasn’t experienced it.
“Look, like wearing Lolita clothes, do you think Miss Luo Ling would like it?”
“Would… she?” Elsa hesitated. “I don’t know…”
“Would she hate it?” Linna asked.
“Probably not…” Elsa’s voice was uncertain, as if trying to convince herself. “Sister White just hasn’t worn them before. If she did, she would definitely like them…”
“See? Miss Luo Ling hasn’t experienced this before, so how can you say it’s a bad thing? Maybe she’ll really like it!” Linna said, spreading her hands.
Elsa tilted her head. It… seemed like Miss Linna had a point.
“So, little Elsa, just let me in,” Linna said, rubbing her hands. “Please, or… you can go first?”
“Huh? Me?”
Elsa was stunned by Linna’s words, her mind buzzing. She quickly seemed to realize something, her face flushing crimson to the tips of her ears.
Seeing Elsa wavering, Linna’s eyes lit up, and she immediately pressed her advantage. “Think about it, don’t you usually sleep with Miss Luo Ling in her girl form? Doesn’t she usually hold you?”
“Mmm…”
Elsa nodded.
“Little Elsa, don’t you want to try holding Sister White in her Loli form while sleeping? Moreover, Sister White is currently in a state where you can easily change her clothes.”
Like a devil’s whisper, a seductive smile appeared on Linna’s lips as she continued to paint a vivid picture.
“Imagine, a sleeping Sister White, her Lolita dress half-undone, her usually cold face relaxed and cute. You can hold her just like she used to hold you, feeling the warmth of her body…
“You can get close to her little face, smell her faint fragrance, and even… even! You can be even bolder, taste her cherry lips, the sweet aftertaste lingering…”
Elsa swallowed, wavering.
“I’m an adult, I should be more generous. I’ll let you go first, I’ll just watch from the side,” Linna said grandly. “If you don’t know how, I can also guide you!”
“R-really?”
Elsa was completely captivated by the prospect Linna painted, her face flushed.
In fact, the reason she had dressed the sleeping Luo Ling in a Lolita dress before was also due to Linna’s instigation. Initially, Elsa had only brought Luo Ling to the room to lie down, then sat beside her, mesmerized by Sister White’s cute sleeping face.
Then Linna, like a devil, had whispered temptations in her ear, encouraging her to do as she pleased to the sleeping silver-haired girl. And so… she had changed Luo Ling’s clothes and hairstyle.
Of course, the hairstyle was gone, leaving only the clothes.
“When have I ever lied to you? Didn’t you feel a sense of satisfaction when you changed Sister White’s clothes?”
Linna crouched down, putting her arm around Elsa and lowering her voice. “Trust me, little Elsa, listen to me, your satisfaction will be a thousand, ten thousand times greater.”
“This…”
Elsa hesitated, struggling.
“While Miss Luo Ling isn’t back yet, this is a rare opportunity! You won’t get another chance!” Linna said persuasively, her face sincere.
Hearing this, Elsa finally overcame her hesitation, gritting her teeth and saying,
“Okay!”
At that moment, the door opened, revealing a beautiful girl with long silver hair, her face dark as she looked down at the two scheming figures crouched on the floor.
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