And Aiden was so considerate, he specially changed the performance venue from the academy to the palace...

Doesn't this give him a perfect opportunity to shine?

He was originally worried about how to meet His Majesty the King!

Realizing he had been daydreaming for too long, Vili snapped out of it.

"Ahem." He cleared his throat. "Why are you being so impolite?"

"Are you going to send your Royal Knight Commander to beat me up?"

"Unfortunately, he's recently gotten himself into trouble with a skeleton, and he's probably too busy taking care of himself."

Desmond, I hope you really beat Alexander badly!

Aiden's eyes widened.

"Attacking a Royal Knight is a serious crime!"

Vili nodded perfunctorily, already preparing to leave.

"Is there anything else? I'm in a hurry to get back for dinner."

Aiden and Hill exchanged a glance, and the latter pulled an invitation from his pocket.

Willie's eyes lit up; the main event was about to begin.

He held up two fingers and lifted the thin piece of paper, seemingly quite disgusted.

"What's this?"

Aetheran immediately noticed the royal insignia of the Celdos royal family, but knowing the boy was deliberately causing trouble, he simply watched him with a smile.

So cute.

Aiden adopted an arrogant demeanor.

“There will be a banquet at the palace tomorrow…” He observed Vili’s expression, seemingly anticipating his reaction. “I will announce the annulment of our engagement at that time.”

To his disappointment, Willy was overjoyed upon hearing the news.

"I didn't expect you to remember to invite me to such a good thing. Thank you so much."

"I will definitely be there on time."

He specifically emphasized the phrase "arrive on time".

Not seeing the reaction he wanted, Aiden paused for a moment, unsure whether to feel disappointed or frustrated.

Seeing his expression, Hill bit her lip and mustered her courage to say:

"At the same time, I will be His Highness's new fiancé."

Congratulations!

Having gotten what he wanted, Willy was too lazy to keep up the pretense. After making a few perfunctory remarks, he turned and left.

He can't wait to see the big show tomorrow!

Strangely, Atheran fell silent.

Vili couldn't help but glance at him, only to be instantly caught off guard.

She was clearly lost in thought, yet her gaze was so sharp...

“My pearl, I think you’re right.”

"What?"

Willy blinked, looking confused.

"I really should go and see my descendants..."

He'd never forget the grudge against the queen for daring to bully him.

See you later.

After he finished speaking, he swiftly left a light kiss on Willy's cheek before disappearing without a trace.

……asshole!

Vili angrily rubbed the marks left on his skin. Just wait, once he's settled the engagement, he'll deal with him!

The next day, just as he had promised, Willy placed the invitation on the table by the door and quietly blended into the crowd.

The attendant was talking to his companion when he turned around and suddenly noticed something in front of him.

"...Did anyone go in just now?"

He felt that the stack of papers seemed to have gotten a little thicker.

Their companions, however, were completely unaware.

"You must be mistaken. It's probably just the wind blowing."

The servant scratched his head and put the matter out of his mind.

In fact, this was because Vili had deliberately cast an ignore spell on himself before he arrived.

The party was hosted by Aiden, and he invited so many people that he practically invited everyone in his social circle.

dignitaries, royalty, college classmates...

He wanted to use this occasion to show his respect for Hill, while also delivering a merciless humiliation to Willy.

Vili guessed that when he sent out the invitations, he might have already revealed the ultimate purpose of the banquet—to change his fiancée.

There will definitely be a lot of people coming to see the spectacle at Willy's place, although they will all be just bored stares, but too many of them will become annoying.

In addition, many people in the academy inexplicably extended invitations to him to travel together, and he refused at least ten of them to their faces...

This is so annoying!

At times like this, he has important business to attend to!

While thinking this, Willy deftly took the dessert he had his eye on from a guest and then hid in a corner to enjoy it.

"Huh?"

The guest stared blankly at the empty table; hadn't the things just been there a moment ago?

Leaning against the inconspicuous window, Willie held a silver fork and happily put the colorful berries on top of the cake into his mouth. They must have been freshly picked that day; with a light bite, they burst with sweetness.

The icing seemed to contain vanilla and nuts, giving it a strange, rough, frosted texture. Combined with the soft cake base, Willie quickly devoured the entire dessert.

He nibbled on his fork, still somewhat unsatisfied, and looked up to meet a pair of smiling golden eyes.

His first reaction was to check his own magic, but it hadn't failed.

Vili waved tentatively, and sure enough, Adrian nodded in his direction, and there was no one else around him.

The Pope noticed the sudden silence around him and looked in that direction, but there was nothing there.

He tapped the ground lightly with his scepter, drawing Adrian's attention back to him.

"Holy Father."

Those piercing golden eyes looked over, filled with the same tranquility and compassion for all things that the Pope had seen when he first met him.

The Pope recalled that it happened when the Vatican was distributing free relief food.

Adrian followed the noisy crowd, his small body jostled about like a lone boat with nowhere to go.

The clothes he wore were barely enough to cover his body, and his face and body were covered in dust and scars, but his eyes remained bright.

Undoubtedly, these are homeless children that can be seen everywhere on the streets. Without magical talent, such children would either die in garbage dumps fighting with stray dogs for food, or become low-life thugs and pickpockets, spending their days moving between prisons and taverns.

But for some reason, the Pope couldn't take his eyes off the child.

He was silent, gloomy, and lifeless.

But after watching him receive the relief food, the Pope did not wolf it down like others did; instead, he closed his unusual eyes.

He couldn't help but move closer and saw the child's lips moving, fluent prayers flowing softly from his mouth.

That was a sacred text that everyone in the country of Serdos could recite, but he never expected that a homeless child would know it so well, and even remember it so clearly, without the slightest stumble.

He couldn't help but move a little closer and heard his closing words, which were not in the original prayer and were obviously added by the child himself.

"May the God's mercy bless all people on this land. I wish to be the person you desire, willing to give to others until the end of my life."

The following day, Adrian was personally recommended by the Pope and became the youngest clergyman in the Papacy.

Seven years later, he was made a saint.