"Did you really understand?" the elder was still somewhat doubtful. This person seemed a bit slow; was he really reliable?
Xingyuan patted her chest, acting as if it was all under control.
The elder sighed, clearly having no other options. He said earnestly, "Alright! Then it's up to you."
"You can pack up and move over today! The Saintess doesn't trust people easily, so you don't need to contact me until you've gained her trust. If I feel the time is right, I'll contact you myself," the elder instructed.
"Okay," Xingyuan nodded. The moment the elder turned, Xingyuan dragged a large bag out of the room.
"Elder, I'm packed. Let's move over today!"
"So soon?" The elder's eyes were complex, a hint of surprise in them.
It seemed like another successful day of brainwashing.
"Since you're so eager, then go now!" The elder said with a look of relief.
He naturally wouldn't escort Xingyuan himself. After handing her over to a guard, he hurried away.
As an elder of the Temple of Light, he was very busy.
Xingyuan walked with a brisk pace, full of vigor, and moved into the room next to Qing Suyue's.
For a fleeting moment, a flicker of disappointment crossed Xingyuan's eyes, but she quickly perked up. It's fine, she was already next door, how far could sleeping together be? She could do it.
In the afternoon, Xingyuan finished unpacking and then knocked on Qing Suyue's door.
"Enter!" Qing Suyue said calmly.
"Your Grace, the Saintess!" Xingyuan stood there, fully embodying the role of an honest and diligent maid.
"Mm, sit down! You've moved in? Are you getting used to it?" Qing Suyue asked kindly.
"Yes, it's alright. Thank you, Sister Saintess," Xingyuan sat down, smiling shyly, her eyes looking at Qing Suyue with what seemed like adoration.
"That's good!" Qing Suyue nodded gently, a warm smile gracing her face.
"Actually, I never needed a maid. But because of your... they might ostracize you, so you can live here from now on." Qing Suyue looked at the two scars on Xingyuan's face, her eyes filled with pity.
Normally, such scars could be healed with magic, but the scars on the person before her seemed to have already healed, so they were likely injuries from beasts outside.
Beasts! She hadn't seen one since she was born.
"Would you... be willing to let me try?" Qing Suyue tentatively asked, stepping forward and gently touching the scars on Xingyuan's face with her fingertips.
"My affinity with the power of light is high, perhaps I can help."
"Thank you, Sister Saintess, but it's not necessary. I've tried, and even the elders of the temple couldn't do anything." Xingyuan lowered her eyebrows in disappointment, her expression extremely fragile.
That's right! No one else could do anything, only she herself could.
"And... it's actually quite good like this. If I didn't have scars on my face, I'd worry that Sister would feel inferior because of my beauty." Xingyuan smiled playfully, her tone familiar.
"Oh, um." Qing Suyue snapped back to reality and almost frantically withdrew her hand.
It was truly strange. Why was she caring about someone she had only met once?
Although she had a strong sense of justice due to the power of light, she was by no means someone who liked to meddle in others' affairs.
She had saved others before. Back then, she had simply asked others to look after them a little. But this time, she had actually let someone trespass into her only sanctuary!
"Sister?" Xingyuan asked, confused.
"Ahem! It's nothing. I just suddenly remembered I still have some spells to learn. You should go back and rest. I'll call you if I need anything," Qing Suyue said indifferently, maintaining her saintly demeanor in front of others.
"Okay, if Sister needs anything, just call me. I'm next door," Xingyuan smiled obediently, continuing to maintain her honest persona.
"Wait! From now on... don't call me Sister anymore. It feels a bit strange!" Qing Suyue spoke.
"Then what should I call you?" Xingyuan tilted her head slightly, her clear black and white eyes full of curiosity.
"Just call me A'Yue. I want a friend." The last sentence was almost inaudible, and Qing Suyue's cheeks flushed with shyness.
Xingyuan heard it clearly. She smiled brightly, "Okay! Then I won't call you Sister Saintess anymore, I'll call you A'Yue!
A'Yue~ My name is Xingyuan! You can call me A'Yuan from now on!"
The girl's playful words made Qing Suyue even more shy. She softly hummed in response, and the door was promptly closed.
Xingyuan touched her nose, which had almost been bumped, her eyes full of laughter. Although she had slipped up and broken character earlier, Sister wouldn't have noticed in that state, would she?
Sister is so cute! It's obvious she's very pure. Sisters like this are the most interesting!
Xingyuan fell asleep with a happy heart. As the god of darkness, she hated light. But if there was Sister within this light, she could also come to like it.
Qing Suyue initially practiced her spells with utmost seriousness, but she found it difficult to concentrate. Smiling at the girl's playful voice, a smile also appeared on her face.
She finally had a friend! Although she didn't know how long this friend would stay, she would cherish this hard-won friendship.
Qing Suyue lived in the attic, the place closest to the holy light. Legend had it that cultivating here allowed for better communication with the God of Light.
She had meals delivered daily. Her only task each day was to practice spells. However, she had never experienced combat, and most of the spells she learned were for blessings and prayers, lacking any combat power. Therefore, escaping with these spells was almost impossible.
Since Xingyuan arrived, every mealtime, she would proactively wait outside and then bring the food to Qing Suyue's room. This was the only way she could enter Qing Suyue's room at first.
Qing Suyue seemed very busy, spending her days poring over books left by the God of Light.
One day, as Qing Suyue finished her meal as usual and continued reading without looking up, Xingyuan suddenly couldn't help but interrupt her.
"A'Yue, are you looking for something? Why have you been flipping through books?"
"Yes! I'm trying to find if there are any offensive spells in here," Qing Suyue admitted.
"Why are you looking for offensive spells? You can't use them in the Temple of Light," Xingyuan stated directly.
"Um... I just want to see the difference between offensive spells and what I've learned. After all, I've been studying for so long, and I've already mastered most of the powerful defensive spells here."
Qing Suyue was lying! Xingyuan smiled gleefully, seeing her sister's face clearly flushed from the lie.