Chapter 122

Camille closed his mouth in disappointment, but then he stole a glance at Liv and swiftly brought up another topic.

“Still, you’re interested in the benediction from the Cardinal himself, right?”

One of the reasons people were so excited about the Cardinal’s visit was that he was going to pray for a blessing for peace in the city he was visiting. Naturally, everyone wanted to see this blessing in person.

But even if they wanted to, they couldn’t. It was a prayer led by the Cardinal, not anyone else.

“I have learned that the chapel has a limited capacity and the people who will be attending are already decided.”

“I am one of those people.”

She didn’t know if it was a favor from Baron Vendons or it was the power of the “Eleanor” name. It surely must be one of them.

Liv nodded dully, not surprised. Then Camille spoke up, lowering his voice to a whisper.

“I can bring a companion, but like I mentioned before, I don’t really have any connections in this city. The seat next to me will be empty.”

“Sell that seat then.”

There would be countless people who would pay a fortune to get into the chapel to see the Cardinal pray.

Camille broke into laughter at Liv’s direct reply and asked playfully.

“Do you want to buy it?”

“No, thanks.”

“But they say you are bound to get lucky if you see a prayer for a blessing from the Cardinal himself.”

The good fortune that came through the Cardinal’s prayers.

A few months ago, she might have gotten herself tempted by such uncertain superstitions and cried and begged to see it. Surprisingly, however, Liv wasn’t tempted at all.

“I don’t think I deserve that kind of luck. I’m…”

She had already met the one who bestowed good fortune on only her.

“Happy enough with the way things are now.”

***

It was hard to shake off Camille, who offered to escort her home, but the cake was so tasty it was worth the effort.

Coryda couldn’t eat much of the cake as she had to watch her diet since she started her treatment, and it really made her sad. She kept telling herself that she would buy it herself once she got better.

As a result, it seemed to have motivated Coryda with her treatment, which was all the better.

Even to Liv’s taste, the cake was really delicious. So good that she was tempted to order a second one to take back to Verworth Manor. However, Liv decided not to do that.

There’s a resident chef there. He might get offended.

It was indeed delicious, but the chef of Verworth Manor might be displeased with the food from the outside.

Nevertheless, someday when she got the chance, she wanted to show her gratitude even in a small way. She felt that she had to show her sincerity to Philip, Adolf, and others who had always taken care of them.

Of course, they wouldn’t get their favors if it weren’t for the Marquis’ order, but even with that, they had always been friendly and kind.

And more than anything else, Liv was most grateful for their kindness to Coryda. This was especially true as she was feeling that Coryda had been noticeably brighter since she had been in and out of the Verworth manor.

I wonder if I can get them something.

Liv stared at Philip’s back as she crossed the entrance of the Verworth manor she had quite gotten familiar with.

Perhaps noticing her gaze, Philip looked back at her and flashed her a gentle smile.

“Do you have anything to say?”

“Oh, no. Nothing.”

She felt like he would reject it, saying it is okay, if she asked him about it. Deciding to think more about the gift, Liv conveyed her gratitude first.

“I heard you lent a book to Coryda. Thank you so much.”

These days, Coryda was very motivated. Her time with Adolf in the study must have done something to motivate her. Philip seemed to find her high spirits very endearing; he was so kind to her that a stranger might have mistaken her for his granddaughter.

“Miss Coryda doesn’t treat the book poorly, so I was able to lend it to her with confidence. By the way, Miss Cyrielle seems to want to hang out more with Miss Coryda. Is it still difficult for her to go out? Well, I don’t know much about Miss Coryda’s health.”

“Ah… I think that’s a bit difficult, but I appreciate it.”

Cyrielle Avilio was the reading friend Adolf had introduced Coryda to. She was a girl about Coryda’s age, and apparently she was a student from Mazurkhan on a short-term study abroad program in Beren.

Cyrielle, who had originally studied at a big city, was traveling through Beren before returning to Mazurkhan after her study abroad term ended.

While she was on it, Adolf, who knew her relative, offered to introduce her to Coryda. Cyrielle was happy to meet a new friend and decided to come.