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Lius nodded to the black-haired young woman in front of him, then waved his hand and watched the caravan leave from the cliff. He then turned and walked towards the tents on the cliff to continue what he had not finished earlier.

"Helen, and Bishop Nottica, it's time to get up. Her Holiness the Pope has arrived and has some very important matters to discuss with you. Don't sleep any longer."

Upon hearing Lius's voice, the first sound to come from inside Nodaca's tent was a slightly weary voice. She slowly emerged from the tent flap, rubbing her blurry eyes as she looked in Lius's direction.

"Your Holiness, you just said... Pope Rosalind has arrived...?" "Of course, I entertained them briefly earlier, and they are currently resting in the forest. They have something they wish to discuss with Bishop Nottica, so I came to inform them so you can prepare in advance."

Looking at the veiled young woman, Lius nodded slightly to her, then looked towards Helen's tent and noticed that there were no footsteps coming out, only the sound of soft, soothing breathing.

"Hmm? Bishop Helen... she still hasn't gotten up?"

Hearing these soothing breaths, Nottica lowered her eyes slightly, seemingly surprised by the red-haired girl's "laziness," while Lius seemed to have expected it. After thinking for a moment, he took the initiative to walk towards Helen's tent.

"It seems that Bishop Helen really exhausted herself yesterday. She is not fully awake yet. I can only go in and wake her up. I hope that Helen will not feel too impolite when she finds out that I am going in so abruptly... With this thought in mind, Lius gently lifted the tent fabric, bent down slightly, and crawled into Helen's tent. He saw the sleeping girl lying on the hammock, her body curled up.

A ray of sunlight shone through the gaps in the tent, illuminating the red-haired girl's face and revealing her innocent and naive features.

Bathed in this golden light, the girl appeared even more ethereal than usual, captivating all who beheld her. Leus, too, took a moment to admire the girl's adorable sleeping face, then slowly strolled through the tent, stepping over the massive sword lying on the ground, passing through the cult robes hanging on the girl's clothes rack, and gracefully approaching the hammock. He gently reached out and stroked Helen's hair, softly whispering to her:

"Helen, Bishop Helen, it's time to wake up. There's something that needs your attention. Come back and rest after you've finished. Now... it's time to get up!"

Hurius launched a "wake-up attack" on Helen with both his mouth and his hands. However, to the boy's surprise, even though he tried to raise his voice as much as possible, Helen was still fast asleep and showed no signs of wanting to wake up.

The only reaction was that the girl's lips curled up slightly after hearing the name "Helen," and she uttered some hazy, sleep-talking words.

"Young Master Ulius, thank you, child. Was it a dream? You even dreamt of me in your dream. Thinking about it, it's actually quite amusing."

Seeing the girl's muttering to herself, Leus couldn't help but chuckle softly. He then raised his voice, pinched the girl's cheek with his fingers, and said loudly:

"Get up! If you don't get up, I'm going to spank you. I, Lius Frenz, am going to punish the lovely Bishop Helen properly. Wake up, wake up!"

"Ah! What punishment?" Upon hearing this loud voice, Helen seemed to be stimulated by something, causing her body to tremble. She then suddenly opened her eyes, her sleepy demeanor vanishing instantly, replaced by a confused look as she noticed the blond boy sitting beside her, looking at her with gentle eyes.

"Ah! Young Master Lilius! When...when did you get here!"

Upon seeing Leus, the red-haired girl instinctively let out a cute squeal, while Leus patted her head again and explained with a smile:

“I just arrived. I was outside the tent trying to wake you up, Helen, but you were still asleep. So I had to go inside the tent myself to see if I could pull you out of your dream.”

"Wake me up, have I been asleep for a long time?"

Hearing Lius's words, Helen's eyes flashed with surprise again. When Lius asked her such a question, Lius nodded slightly and pointed to the bright light hanging high above the sky outside the tent.

"Of course! Look at the time, it's almost noon. Her Highness the Pope has been waiting outside for a long time. If we don't wake you up soon, we'll really feel bad."

"Her...Her Holiness the Pope! Has she come here too?" Helen asked in shock.

"Well, Helen, you don't need to worry too much. I've already spoken with Her Majesty the Pope about you. She highly praised your bravery in battle, and I also told her that you've used up a lot of your energy, so you can rest here for a while longer."

As he said this, Leus gently took a handkerchief from his bosom, wet it with water from the jug, and began to wipe Helen's face in front of her, giving her a thorough cleaning after she woke up.

Helen, feeling Levi's gentle and caring gesture, blushed instantly, swallowed slightly, and with a slightly embarrassed expression, slowly said to the blond boy in front of her, "Young Master Levi, um, I can do this myself, no need to trouble you."

"It's alright, Helen. You just woke up, so you're probably not fully awake yet. Let me take care of you. Don't worry, there's no one else watching. Even if I serve you like this, it won't be a problem." Looking at Helen, Lius gave her a light wink, a mischievous smile appearing on his lips.

"Hmm. I wasn't thinking about my relationship with Prince Lius. I just... I just felt that Prince Lius's actions were a bit too intimate. It made Helen so shy to have her face wiped by Prince Lius like that."

"Is that so?" Leus looked at the shy red-haired girl in front of him and nodded thoughtfully. Then, as if he had suddenly thought of something, a flash of inspiration appeared in his eyes, and his mischievous smile deepened. After taking a deep breath, he put on a calm and serious expression and nodded slightly to Helen in front of him.

“If this is Helen’s own wish, then I will not continue to force you. I will withdraw my attention from Bishop Helen’s face.” “Read?”

Helen blinked in surprise at Lius's answer, seemingly not expecting the blond boy to respond so readily. Then, as Lius spoke, the gentle, slightly ticklish sensation on her face vanished abruptly. The handkerchief slipped from Helen's face as Lius lowered his arm, leaving her with a lingering feeling of "unfinished business."

"Well, since Helen doesn't want me to help you clean up, then Helen, you can take this handkerchief and clean your face yourself. Then go out and meet me. We'll go to the forest together to find Her Majesty the High Priestess."

Looking at Helen's somewhat dazed face, Leus chuckled inwardly, but maintained a calm and serious expression. He stuffed the handkerchief into Helen's hand, patted her shoulder, then turned around, pretending to step out from behind the tent, and slowly took a step.

Wait a minute. Just as Leus had predicted, the red-haired girl was clearly captivated by the earlier caress. Now, with that gentle feeling suddenly ending, she was momentarily disoriented and instinctively made a sound, trying to persuade the departing blond boy to stay:

“Wait a moment, Prince Lius…” Oh? Is there anything else, Bishop Helen?

Hearing Helen's plea to stay, Lius was overjoyed, but he maintained a serious expression on his face. He turned around and looked at Helen, pretending not to know and asked her.

"Well, Helen, who had previously tried to persuade Lius to stay, now that it was time to explain her own thoughts, she didn't know how to express the surging emotions in her heart. She stammered, her words becoming hesitant and flustered."

"I was thinking that, in the midst of inner panic, the red-haired girl's arms gradually began to tremble, making her whole body tremble like a frightened little animal, trembling with anxiety and tension."

“Bishop Helen, are you... alright? You look so unwell. Could it be... some kind of aftereffect from yesterday's battle? Should I check you out?” Leus asked, feigning ignorance, as he continued to look at the girl.

"Ah? Injured? No. I'm not. Thank you, Young Master Lius. I'm fine. It's just that under Lius's questioning, the girl blushed as she explained, trying to reassure the blond boy before her." "Hmm?"

However, at that moment, looking at her trembling arms, Helen seemed to have thought of something. A thought flashed through her mind, causing her to change the words she was about to say, and instead speak softly to Leus:

"Ah...yes, Young Master Leus, you're right. During yesterday's battle, I did suffer some injuries that are difficult to heal, and they're still affecting me. For example...I have some difficulty controlling my hands and can't clean them myself. So, could you please help me clean my face, Young Master Leus?"

"Oh? Is that so? But Helen, didn't you say you felt embarrassed before? Now you're offering to let me help you clean up. Is that really okay?"

Looking at Helen, Leus asked with a smile, deliberately repeating Helen's earlier words. Upon hearing this, Helen's face flushed even more, her gaze darting around the tent, and she began to stammer again:

“Well… before, I didn’t know how to respond to you, Young Master Lius, so… I was a little shy. But it’s different now. Now that I’m injured, it’s acceptable for you to take care of me, Young Master Lius. So now, I would like to trouble you, Young Master Lius. I wonder if that’s alright?” “So, Helen, you’re not shy anymore?” Lius continued to ask deliberately.

“I’m shy now, but more than shy, I want to be served by you, Prince Lius, just like you said before. Anyway, no one else is watching here, so a little coquetry shouldn’t cause any problems… Prince Lius, don’t you think so?”

Looking at Leus, the girl's blush deepened, and Leus, completely captivated by her delicate expression, nodded gently, smiled, and walked back to Helen, speaking softly to her:

"Alright, since Bishop Helen has said so, I can't refuse anymore. Come, please sit down and let me clean your face."

"Hmm... I'm troubling you, Young Master Lius. Please, be gentle." With a shy whisper, Helen closed her eyes slightly, feeling the gentle caress on her face. Amidst the ripples in her heart, she savored this service from Lius...

Chapter 339: A Young Girl's Pouting (Part Two)

Some time later, inside the tent.

"Come on, take a good look. Aren't you much more energetic now?"

Lius pulled a mirror from his pocket, smiled, and placed it in Helen's hand, allowing her to see her current appearance.

Meanwhile, Helen stroked the delicate and small personal mirror in her hand, nodded, and gently placed it on the table in front of her, gazing at her reflection.

In the mirror, the red-haired girl sat gracefully and elegantly on the hammock, her face still damp with a few drops of water, making her skin look even more youthful and vibrant.

Besides Helen herself, there was also a blond boy standing behind her in the mirror, braiding her hair. At this moment, Lius was leaning on the girl's shoulder, swaying gently with Helen's movements, his hands weaving various patterns in her hair, making the girl feel shy and nervous, and her blush deepened.

“Um… Young Master Lius, my face is clean now. As for braiding my hair, I can do it myself. I feel my hands aren’t shaking too much anymore, so you don’t need to continue.”

"Haha, it's okay. Helen, your hands are probably still a little inconvenient. Since I've already washed your face, I'll take care of some other things for you as well. Don't worry, I've already tried braiding your hair on Leah many times before, and I'm sure I can make you look beautiful, Helen."

With a gentle smile, Lius held a comb in his hand and neatly combed Helen's somewhat messy hair, while also braiding two cute little braids on either side of her cheeks.

Her soft, smooth hair was woven together, swaying as Helen moved, like two fluttering butterflies, giving the red-haired girl an innocent and pure aura.

"Helen, on the other hand, was staring at her reflection in the mirror. She kept swallowing, partly because she was embarrassed by Lius's gentle actions, and partly because she was surprised by her own appearance.

Helen never expected that the difference in makeup and hairstyle would have such a huge impact on her image. After a little makeover, she, who originally looked solemn and dignified, could radiate such a dazzling light and look very pure and beautiful.

Finally, when the last strand of hair that hadn't been combed properly was gently smoothed away with the comb, Helen's hair styling was finally complete. Lius struck a dashing pose, twirled the comb in his hand, and then put it back in his waist pocket. He then reached out and gently helped Helen up from the bed so that she could see herself in the mirror more fully.

"How is it, Helen? How are you feeling now? How's my work? Don't you think you look prettier?" "Wow... in the mirror... is that really me? I can actually look so beautiful!" Looking at the red-haired girl in the mirror, dressed in a nun's habit and radiant, Helen was still in a state of amazement, uttering exclamations of wonder.

Despite having been focused on the process of being made up by Leus, she felt a new shock as she turned around. She gained a completely new understanding of her own appearance, which made her unconsciously purse her lips and look at Leus with a warmer emotion.

"Thank you... Young Master Lius, I never expected that a simple change in hairstyle could alter one's demeanor so much... This is the first time I've ever experienced something like this."

"Oh? Does Bishop Helen never wear makeup or buy herself new clothes?" Leus asked, looking at Helen with some surprise.

"Well... you could say that. When I was little, the church was quite strict with me. Apart from going out to worship or shopping in my spare time, I spent most of my time in the monastery studying or training, so I rarely came into contact with these kinds of things." Helen pursed her lips again and confessed to Lius.

"I see... I heard that the church has some strict rules, and nuns and bishops are not allowed to care too much about their appearance. I originally thought it was just a rumor circulating among the people, but now it seems that it is not entirely unfounded."

Thinking this to himself, Leus looked at the red-haired girl in front of him again, gently patted her shoulder, and continued speaking:

"In that case... Helen, why don't you give it a try? Try dressing up and putting on makeup, and see if you can become even more beautiful."

Helen paused, a look of disappointment flashing in her eyes, and shook her head at Lius: "Forget it, Young Master Lius... I... In the church, I always maintain a very serious and earnest image, and I rarely dress up like ordinary girls."

"You can try it, Helen. Does that mean that as a bishop, you really can't even dress up?" Leus tilted his head, somewhat...

Chapter 339: A Young Girl's Pouting (Part Two)

Some time later, in the tent.

"Come on, take a good look. Aren't you much more energetic now?"

Lius pulled a mirror from his pocket, smiled, and placed it in Helen's hand, allowing her to see her current appearance.

Meanwhile, Helen stroked the delicate and small personal mirror in her hand, nodded, and gently placed it on the table in front of her, gazing at her reflection.

In the mirror, the red-haired girl sat gracefully and elegantly on the hammock, her face still damp with a few drops of water, making her skin look even more youthful and vibrant.

Besides Helen herself, there was also a blond boy standing behind her in the mirror, braiding her hair.

At this moment, Lius leaned on the girl's shoulder, swaying gently with Helen's movements. He was weaving various patterns in her hair with his hands, which made the girl feel shy and nervous, and her blush deepened.

“Um… Young Master Lius, my face is clean now. As for braiding my hair, I can do it myself. I feel my hands aren’t shaking too much anymore, so you don’t need to continue.”

"Haha, it's alright. Helen, your hands must still be a little inconvenient. Since I've already washed your face, I'll take care of some other things for you as well. Don't worry, I've already tried braiding your hair on Leah many times before, so I'll definitely be able to make you look beautiful, Helen."

With a gentle smile, Lius held a comb in his hand and neatly combed Helen's somewhat messy hair, while also braiding two cute little braids on either side of her cheeks.

Her soft, smooth hair was woven together, swaying as Helen moved, like two fluttering butterflies, giving the red-haired girl an innocent and pure aura.

Meanwhile, Helen, gazing at her reflection in the mirror, began to swallow repeatedly. Partly, she was embarrassed by Lius's gentle actions, and partly, she was surprised by her own appearance.

Helen never expected that the difference in makeup and hairstyle would have such a huge impact on her image. After a little makeover, she, who originally looked solemn and dignified, could radiate such a dazzling light and look very pure and beautiful.

Finally, when the last strand of hair that hadn't been combed properly was gently smoothed away with the comb, Helen's hair styling was finally complete. Lius struck a dashing pose, twirled the comb in his hand, and then put it back in his waist pocket. He then reached out and gently helped Helen up from the bed so that she could see herself in the mirror more fully.

"How is it, Helen? How are you feeling now? How's my work? Don't you think you look prettier?" "Wow, in the mirror... is that really me? I can actually look so beautiful!" Looking at the radiant red-haired girl in the mirror wearing a nun's habit, Helen was still in a state of amazement, and uttered a series of exclamations.

Despite having been focused on the process of being made up by Leus, she felt a new shock as she turned around. She gained a completely new understanding of her own appearance, which made her unconsciously purse her lips and look at Leus with a warmer emotion.

"Thank you... Young Master Lius, I never expected that a simple change in hairstyle could alter one's demeanor so much... This is the first time I've ever experienced something like this."

"Oh? Bishop Helen, do you never wear makeup or buy yourself new clothes?" Looking at Helen, Lius asked with some surprise. "Well... you could say that. When I was little, the church was quite strict. Apart from going out for worship or shopping in my spare time, I spent most of my time in the monastery studying or training, so I rarely came into contact with these things." Helen pursed her lips again and confessed to Lius.

"I see... I heard that the church has some strict rules, and nuns and bishops are not allowed to care too much about their appearance. I originally thought it was just a rumor circulating among the people, but now it seems that it is not entirely unfounded."

As he pondered this in his mind, Leus looked at the red-haired girl in front of him again, gently patted her shoulder, and continued speaking:

"In that case... Helen, why don't you give it a try? Try dressing up and putting on makeup, and see if you can become even more beautiful."

Helen paused, a look of disappointment flashing in her eyes, and shook her head at Lius: "Forget it, Young Master Lius... I... In the church, I always maintain a very serious and earnest image, and I rarely dress up like ordinary girls."

"You can try it, Helen. Does that mean that as a bishop, you really can't even dress up?" Lius tilted his head and asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Well... it's a long story. In short, as a descendant of the current saintess and as the bishop of the territory, I represent the image of the church to some extent. If I suddenly change my serious demeanor, it might cause dissatisfaction among some of the nuns around me. If it causes any discussion, it will be quite troublesome to deal with. So... I'd better continue to maintain my original state. This is fine."

With a hint of helplessness in her expression, Helen explained this to Leus, who understood the girl's concerns. Leus, after a moment of contemplation, nodded slightly to Helen.

Is that so...? I think I understand. Since Helen, you put it that way, then let's do as you think and not actively change our original attitude.

"Thank you for your understanding, Young Master Lius... I'm sorry to have disappointed you." Helen lowered her head slightly, her voice tinged with apology. "I'm not disappointed at all. Besides, I haven't finished speaking. There might be a solution to Helen's predicament."

"Hmm? Young Master Lius, do you have another method?"

Hearing Levi's meaningful tone, Helen narrowed her eyes, a hint of curiosity appearing in her gaze. Levi nodded slightly, immediately agreeing with the girl's idea:

"Helen, you just said that you can't dress up on your own because it would ruin your usual serious and earnest image. So... if someone forces you to imitate the image of a noble girl who cares a lot about her image, and makes you dress up and put on makeup to your heart's content, will anyone talk about you then?"

"Someone... is pressuring me? Who? Prince Leus, what are you talking about? Is it some new enemy or something?"

Helen was somewhat surprised by Lius's statement. She didn't immediately grasp the meaning behind his words, and her body tensed up, becoming alert.

As for Lius, sensing the girl's surprised expression, he smiled slightly and didn't say anything. He simply stretched out his hand and, under Helen's self-shine, slowly raised his fingers, turning the fingertips directly towards himself.

"The person I'm talking about who's about to force you, Helen, is... me." "Read? Young Master Leus. You? You want to force me to pursue you? What?" Faced with Leus's sudden words, Helen's eyes flashed with shock again. Shaken, she pondered the young man's suggestion, trying to grasp his true meaning...

Chapter 340: A Young Girl's Coquettishness (Part 3)

“Young Master Lius, you said you wanted to coerce me… could it be… that you find it amusing to tease me like this, so you want to continue toying with me like this? Isn’t this a bit too shameful?” Faced with Lius’s suggestion, Helen was stunned, and then her face flushed red, making the red-haired girl look even more “fiery”. Her body also became shy and bashful in front of Lius, revealing a girl’s shyness.

Meanwhile, Leus, amused by Helen's reaction, chuckled softly, patted her shoulder, and gently explained:

"I didn't mean to flirt with you, Helen. What I mean is, since you want to dress up nicely, let me help you out. Let me push you so that you can satisfy your inner desires without damaging your personality or image."

"Well... Young Master Leus, what you said is a bit confusing. Could you explain it in more detail?" Looking at Leus, the girl scratched her head again and tilted her head slightly as she asked him.