Be Fascinated

Chapter 17

After Claude left, Philia, who was dressed, smiled to herself. It's not the dark blue you've seen often, nor the too bright sky blue, it's a subtle blue. Philia really liked this outfit.

"Paula, I want to take a walk in the garden today."

If you wear pretty clothes, of course you'd want to go out. Philia decided to take a walk in the garden. This blue dress in the sun will definitely have a beautiful luster.

She began to wander the garden with an energetic heart. In the garden, there were the flowers she liked.

"You don't want to get out of here?"

At Paula's question, Philia shook her head.

"It's fun to go out, but I don't want to leave."

Philia was well aware of her identity. She didn't want anyone to recognize her. What would she do if she met any priests in the capital? If she met any of the nobles who were worshiping... She had to be careful of certain places.

Especially with the priests looked at her with contempt if they knew what she was doing.

They were the ones who abandoned her just because she wasn't the saint, but it was painful to imagine them seeing her like that.

She'd rather have a garden view. The garden was sufficient.

How gorgeous and beautiful this garden is than the temple garden. She realized that she likes things more flashy than she thinks.

It was not a worldly desire for material things, but a longing for bright and clear things. Because she has always lived in a place where there is little color.

She doesn't have to go out. As she began to trust Claude more, her heart became calm. Philia could even hum.

It was when she put her hand on a brilliantly colored red rose.

"Careful..."

"Ah!"

Before Paula could finish speaking, she was pierced by a thorn. Red blood flowed from her fingers.

"Hold on, I'll bring you some medicine."

"No, I'm fine!"

But Paula didn't listen. Philia blamed herself for having an accident.

"Silly..."

Philia looked at the drops of blood dripping from her fingers. It was the same color as the rose. As she blew her bitter hand, a sound was heard.

"Hmm...?"

A voice that sounds like men are arguing. Philia had a puzzled expression on her face. She thinks it's coming from the front door of this mansion...

Philia walked towards it. And the one who is fighting the gatekeepers at the door...

"Reverend Irik?"

Philia's body stiffened. Irik lifted his head and looked at Philia beyond the gate.

"Philia!"

"Go back!"

"Ohhh! Who refuses the visit of a High Priest!"

"This is the master's order!"

"Didn't I tell you that His Highness allowed me to come?! Philia!"

She looked at Irik's desperate face. It was as if he was asking for help. Come to think of it, why did he come alone without any priests who followed him? Philia tilted her head to the side.