Faust still agreed to Helen's request; since she had put it that way, he had no choice but to comply.
The Sanctuary nun, having established a secret relationship with Faust, could be considered half-allied with him now. At the very least, in the eyes of the Prince, unless he asked her to betray the Sanctuary and commit a grave act of blasphemy, she would likely consider anything he proposed.
The two entered the study in the evening and did not emerge until deep into the night.
After bidding farewell to Helen, Faust turned to the other side of the courtyard, where Alkin’s figure leaped out with lithe, agile grace to stand by the Prince's side.
According to their rotation schedule, it was now Alkin’s time to have Faust all to herself; if anything, her time had been wasted too much because of Helen.
Someone else might have been displeased, but Alkin had a broad enough heart and did not mind it at all.
The white-wolf girl gazed in the direction where the nun had departed, leaned in close, sniffed Faust, and said:
"That was quite a show, though I thought you would definitely go all out."
The Prince held his forehead: "Why are you like Teacher Mystoria, fond of peeking? If you want to be close, just come to me."
Upon hearing this, Alkin shook her head gently and pressed a hand to her chest:
"Ah, it is not yet time, for I have not truly performed deeds worthy of receiving a reward. The anticipation in my heart has not yet reached its ultimate peak."
Faust looked at the wolf-girl. A graceful smile hung on her handsome and exquisite face, and those lake-blue eyes were lazy and content, like a small beast enjoying the warm sun and spring breeze.
"Kin, have you been feeling bored lately?"
Alkin shrugged at his words and said:
"Ah, I wouldn't say that. After all, I have been quite happy during this time. I don't see anything that displeases me, nor do I have any heavy responsibilities. Most importantly, I can drink wine and admire the moon with you in this quiet night—how delightful!"
The white-wolf girl produced a wine flask and cups as if by magic and handed them to Faust.
Though she said that, Faust knew Alkin was gradually growing bored; after all, her personality was much like his own.
As for pursuing a peaceful life or being content with what one has, for Viviana and Selena, the ordinary was indeed joy. But with only Alkin and Faust, there was no need to pretend.
"The vacation is about to end."
Faust took the wine cup, clinked it against Alkin’s, and smiled:
"Don't just look at the surface of things. What I seemed to be doing earlier was actually discussing serious matters with Helen. From here on, I’m afraid we will truly have to get busy."
The Prince downed the mead in one gulp and said:
"From here on, only conquest, only glory. We shall become the masters of the world, the supreme of all. This glory shall be ours alone to enjoy!"
Alkin shook the mead bottle and smiled:
"Conquest... that doesn't matter. But if there is an adventure that leads to flowers and applause at the finish line, then I am very interested in bringing wanton revelry to this continent that lacks a sense of humor."
Kin said she had no objections. She purely enjoyed a life like a drama and, even more than Faust, loved performing on the stage to offer up gifts.
In a sense, the wolf-girl had already seen through fate. If she were not a 【Witch】, she would inevitably have awakened from fate on her own; unfortunately, the witch fate-star meant Alkin could never break through that final layer.
"By the way, Kin, when you have time, come with me to see the Royal Sister."
Faust suddenly mentioned this to Alkin.
He intended to formally test his hypothesis.
After semi-confessing to Yusewood, the Royal Sister, under coercion and inducement, had no choice but to help Faust with his great plan to defy fate. Most importantly, it was... to continue writing the 【Witches' Feast】.
That’s right, continuing the 【Witches' Feast】 was the next objective Faust had discussed with Mephistopheles.
Actually, calling it "continuing" wasn't about truly stirring up trouble on the head of the Great Age and angering the Will of Providence.
The 【Witches' Feast】 that Faust was currently conducting was in a very delicate state. Although the girls' original main story had entered its finale, the Prince’s procrastination in marrying and having children prevented the 【Witches' Feast】 from entering its true final phase.
After all, it really couldn't end yet!
The 【Witches' Feast】 and the witch fate-star were Faust’s greatest reliance in defying the wheel of destiny. The Prince’s most important task was to find a way to use the witch fate-star to make the wheel of destiny fight against itself.
Therefore, the 【Witches' Feast】, which had already reached its finale, needed a new spring, a continuation. Relying on Yusewood’s talent as a 【Story Compiler】, Faust envisioned grafting the witches into other fate scripts.
Not a chaotic intrusion, but a true joining. Only in this way could he logically enhance the witches' power; otherwise, it would be unjustifiable.
As for which fate script to enter... in this fairy-tale world, it wasn't all just love stories between princes and princesses; there were as many adventure journeys as one could want.
To avoid major loopholes, it was best to start writing from Alkin first, because 【Little Red Riding Hood】 was relatively independent and didn't have much to do with the status of a "Prince."
"Hmm, your sister Yusewood... I don't have much contact with her."
The white-wolf girl blinked in confusion at his words, her silver-white wolf ears perking up:
"But I seem to have dreamed of her last time, and Selena and the others dreamed of her too. It's really strange."
Regarding the experience in the "Sister's Dream," apart from Faust and Yusewood, the other girls didn't have a very deep impression, truly thinking it was just an overly clear and strange dream.
At most, they felt they had been suppressed again, and afterward, they would fiercely play the role of the sister in reality, giving Faust a rough time.
Yusewood looked on, her face turning green with anger.
Faust was expressionless and said:
"In any case, I will have to rely on your strength later. Favorability up, up."
Hearing that he could increase Faust’s favorability, Alkin was no longer sleepy. The girl’s lake-blue eyes brightened, and she immediately raised her head:
"Ha, rely on me to your heart's content, my beloved. If you want victory and glory, I shall offer the laurel wreath to you in exchange for a hot kiss!"
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For a period afterward, Helen, that Sanctuary nun, seemed to have become addicted, seeking out Faust every day.
Because he needed her help, Faust could not refuse.
Fortunately, Helen was indeed getting things done, and not long after, good news arrived.
"The Sanctuary headquarters... has agreed to your request, Brother Faust, and is willing to grant you the status of a brave one candidate."
Helen wiped her face, smoothed her appearance, and said with a calm expression:
"But there is one condition: that you cooperate with the imperial princess supported by the Sanctuary and work together to suppress others in the competition for the brave one candidate status."
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