Shut Up, Young Lady, Obediently Hand Over The Money And Don't Confess!-Chapter 385 : You're Wrong.

Bernice was like a player, leaving as soon as she had her fun.
She left behind Daiyi and Felyn, who had done nothing but had already become the target of the young ladies' contention.
From a slightly farther area, the screams of young girls could be heard. That was the exhibition area for Serafinia's new product launch.
As the biggest sponsor of the school festival, Serafinia naturally had the largest exhibition area.
The frequency of the fireworks blooming in the night sky had slightly decreased because the principals of both Saint Andros Academy and Lancher Academy were about to give their speeches.
After the speeches, it would be the climax of the entire school festival.
The partners formed by nobles and commoners would also appear in the public eye, and the event featuring the church portraits and custom Serafinia rings would also begin.
Just like the night sky hidden beneath the fireworks, this lively scene also concealed countless farewells and regrets.
The students seized this final moment to pour out all the words they had yet to say.
Because no matter how many times they said "let's keep in touch," after tonight, they were destined to grow further and further apart, gradually losing contact altogether.
Felyn's gaze retracted from the distance and fell on Daiyi's face in front of him.
Her dark green eyes were like emeralds in the night sky, putting even the fireworks to shame.
In the past, Daiyi always hid her emotions, always maintaining that rational appearance.
But now, Daiyi's emotions were easy to guess.
The maiden's shyness had not yet faded, dyeing her fair cheeks with a blush, making her look delectable.
She bit her lower lip lightly, seeming to want to explain what had just happened, but was unable to open her mouth.
In this state of hesitation and entanglement, the hand clutching her skirt grew tighter and tighter.
"Since you don't have to go back, you should be going to school in the Royal Capital District next, right?"
Felyn was the first to break the awkwardness, easing the atmosphere.
"I suppose so."
Daiyi had originally been exiled to study in Seiva. Now that she didn't have to return to the Church of Truth, Daiyi could also go to the Royal Capital District.
"Speaking of which, do you still need to study? Shouldn't you be the one teaching?" Felyn kicked at the surrounding pebbles casually.
"Then will you take me as your disciple?"
"Then can you waive my tuition fee?"
The two looked at each other and smiled. The fireworks reflected on their faces were very beautiful.
The principal's voice now spread throughout the entire school via sigils.
The wind untied Daiyi's hair, letting her long black hair float in the air in the shape of the wind.
She tucked her hair behind her ear, squinting slightly.
The black evening gown could no longer hide the scenery beneath her legs, revealing her smooth, fair calves.
"Felyn, thank you for tonight."
Their gazes met in mid-air, dyed with the colors of the fireworks.
Daiyi took a step forward, her hand slowly extending into the air, stopping in front of Felyn's shoulder.
At this moment, she thought of many things.
She remembered what it was like when she first met Felyn, when they were still playing cruel jokes on each other.
She remembered when they slept together, looking at the same ceiling, talking about a future that Daiyi had thought would be very dark.
She remembered in that dream, Felyn saying to her, "I will definitely come and save you."
And in that dream, she had pressed herself against Felyn, using her body heat to warm him.
Tonight, that dream was no longer a dream, but reality.
"My father, did he tell you about my situation?"
"Yes." Felyn nodded, the wind messing up his bangs. "Your father isn't as stern as you imagine. He just doesn't know how to face you. Today's matter wasn't something I could have accomplished alone. He was the one who communicated with the elders of the Church of Truth, which is why it went so smoothly."
Her dark green eyes narrowed slightly. Daiyi's lips parted in the air, and it took her a long time to understand what Felyn had said.
"My father, he..."
Felyn gave a faint smile to the dazed Daiyi and looked towards the VIP room.
"Daiyi, I know your research has hurt many people. You believe that gods do not exist, and this matter has implicated your family and friends a great deal."
"So you left the Church of Truth and came to the distant Seiva. Here, you prepared to completely seal off your heart, not thinking about life and death, not thinking about the future, focusing only on your research."
"But, in fact, there are many people around you who are still worried about you."
Whether it was Bernice or Aurelian, they had always been by Daiyi's side.
"But..." Daiyi bit her lip lightly, her hand slowly falling, letting the wind whip her hair across her face.
"But I can't accept their concern. Anyone who gets close to me will become unfortunate. Anyone who gets close to me will be criticized by everyone."
Such things had happened to Daiyi countless times.
From her first friends, to her teachers, and finally to her family.
People of Daiyi's age who cared for her were all discriminated against by others.
And their parents had come before Daiyi, kneeling on the ground from a distance, begging Daiyi not to contact them anymore.
Daiyi could not forget the setting sun of that day.
The bloody sunset shone on their faces. There was no anger or hatred in their eyes.
Only...
Only fear and terror.
They didn't want their children to be hurt, and they were afraid that Daiyi, who was being called a heretical god, would hold a grudge.
So they could only beg, only kneel on the ground.
Daiyi sighed softly. The heavy memories of the past made her sigh for the first time.
Even she was unwilling to recall this memory.
For the first time, Felyn saw Daiyi's eyes become moist.
The dark green gems were soaked in tears, emitting a pitiful light.
Her hand was on her chest, gently clutching her clothes, standing helplessly in this vast meadow.
"Felyn, I am... a heretic."
"Perhaps... perhaps I am wrong. Perhaps gods should exist."
She looked up at the sky, her gaze trying to pierce through the fireworks and the thick clouds, straight to the gods.
At this moment, how she longed for an answer that would make her give up.
"I should have walked on steadfastly, but recently, recently I... I've started to doubt myself, to doubt why I walked this path, why I chose such an ending."
"If I hadn't been so insistent on keeping those heretical notes back then, if back then, besides my desire for truth, I could have compromised with reality, perhaps the people around me would not have been hurt."
"Felyn, I... was I wrong?"
Daiyi raised her right hand again, wanting to, as in her dream, let it fall on Felyn's chest, seeking a trace of comfort.
But that hand, like countless struggles in the past, when a person she could rely on, who would care for her, appeared, it slowly stopped in mid-air, and then wanted to move away from that person.
Her fair fingers drooped. The wind closed her palm that was facing others.
Her last shred of reason told her that getting too close to Felyn would also cause him harm, would cause him to be criticized by others.
"Yes, you're wrong."
Just as that hand was about to fall, Felyn's fingers slipped through hers, their fingers intertwining.
(End of Chapter)