Arkz walked up to Rosaria and looked her up and down. Her scrutinizing gaze made Rosaria extremely uncomfortable.
"What are you looking at!"
Rosaria's tone was filled with dissatisfaction. For someone who often operated in the darkness, Arkz's gaze, though not malicious, gave her the feeling of being completely seen through.
This gave her an inexplicable sense of shame.
Arkz's gaze lingered on Rosaria's abdomen. Even with her clothes covering it, one could easily notice her small belly was slightly rounded, clearly indicating that Rosaria was very satisfied with the dinner just now.
"No, nothing," Arkz smiled slightly. "Seeing that you are very satisfied with my cooking makes me very happy."
Rosaria secretly tried hard to pull in her stomach, attempting to appear natural. However, after barely holding her breath for two seconds, she couldn't maintain it and failed.
Rosaria felt a bit embarrassed and annoyed, but immediately adjusted her emotions, thinking:
"Why do I care so much about this guy? When did I become so easily affected by emotions?"
She silently warned herself to remain calm, then pretended to be nonchalant and said lightly:
"Mhm, your cooking is good. I really liked tonight's dinner. Thanks."
But just then, Rosaria suddenly felt a surge of gas rise in her stomach and couldn't help but let out a burp.
"Burp~~~"
The atmosphere instantly fell silent.
In a flash, Rosaria's face turned completely red, and she fled the scene without looking back.
Although Rosaria usually appeared carefree, her attire showed that she cared a great deal about her image. After all, her nun's outfit was one she had modified from an ordinary nun's uniform.
If it were purely for ease of combat, Rosaria could have worn light armor to completely cover herself. Moreover, this wasn't a game where wearing high heels increased combat power, yet Rosaria was currently wearing high heels.
If you said Rosaria was cruel or cold and aloof, she wouldn't react much; in fact, she might even compliment you on your sharp judgment. But if you called Rosaria ugly, she would definitely become furious.
She might even write you down in her little notebook and find an opportunity for revenge.
Arkz watched Rosaria's retreating figure, a smile creeping onto his lips.
Rosaria, hiding in the shadows, covered her face and squatted silently on the ground. She felt she was acting too strangely, actually wanting to stomp her foot like a little girl out of shyness.
She was the infamous Executioner Nun of Mondstadt's dark side; she could remain expressionless even when a Sinner's blood splattered on her face.
To distract herself, she began searching the crowd for Barbara, and happened to see Acting Grand Master Jean leading Barbara into the pavilion outside Springvale Farm.
Rosaria cautiously followed them.
It wasn't bragging, but Rosaria's stealth skills were definitely master-level; even Acting Grand Master Jean wouldn't be able to discover her.
As sisters connected by blood and spirit, Acting Grand Master Jean's perception of Barbara's emotional changes was extremely sharp.
Although Barbara quickly suppressed the emotion on her face, and the smile on her face remained flawless as usual, Jean keenly sensed the slight drop in her younger sister's mood.
So, she immediately pulled Barbara to an empty pavilion outside the farm, preparing for a sisterly conversation.
Although Barbara seemed resistant, Acting Grand Master Jean's attitude was very firm, surprising everyone present. Such an assertive Acting Grand Master Jean was rare; normally, Acting Grand Master Jean was gentle, even smiling without getting angry when called 'Mom Jean'.
Fischl saw Barbara being led away by Acting Grand Master Jean and was about to follow when Noelle stopped her.
"Noelle, why are you holding me?"
"Acting Grand Master Jean seems very angry. Although I don't know what mistake Barbara made to upset Acting Grand Master Jean, I cannot abandon my good friend."
"Perhaps Acting Grand Master Jean will let Barbara off easy considering the face of me, the prinzessin der verurteilung."
"Besides, even if she gets scolded, as Barbara's friend, I must share the burden with her."
It had to be said that the usually gentle Acting Grand Master Jean, when serious, possessed considerable deterrence. Even the fearless Fischl looked a bit timid at the moment.
Arkz felt that even if Noelle hadn't held her back, she definitely wouldn't dare confront Acting Grand Master Jean head-on.
Noelle was sweating anxiously, helplessly clinging tightly to Fischl's waist. She glanced around, and finding no one paying attention to them, quietly brought her lips close to Fischl's ear.
Fischl had initially worried that struggling too hard might hurt Noelle, the pet of the Knights of Favonius and the little angel of Mondstadt. But as Noelle's grip tightened due to nervousness, she felt her ribs were about to snap.
"Let go, hurry up and let go!"
"Stop struggling, prinzessin der verurteilung, I cannot let you disturb Acting Grand Master Jean."
Fischl was on the verge of tears. Who wanted to disturb Acting Grand Master Jean? She was just worried she might die in Noelle's gentle embrace.
Just as Fischl was about to open her mouth to explain, she felt a rush of warm air brush against her ear.
"Eek~"
Fischl's earlobe instantly turned pink, looking very cute.
Her body went limp as if her bones had been removed, collapsing softly into Noelle's arms, losing all strength.
If Noelle were to let go of Fischl at this moment, she would find Fischl slumped like a puddle of soft mud, spread evenly on the ground, much like an ice cream cone that had Melted under high temperatures.
Of course, Noelle wouldn't let go of Fischl at this moment.
However, the powerless Fischl had lost the strength to stand, her entire body 'hanging' on Noelle.
Noelle carefully held Fischl, and such intimate contact made her feel utterly flustered.
Her most trusted Acting Grand Master Jean wasn't here, and Amu and Siegfrieda looked like they were just enjoying the show, which didn't seem reliable. She could only cast a pleading glance toward Arkz in the distance.
Arkz ran over, looked at the flushed and limp Fischl, reached out, and poked her cheek. Seeing no reaction, he poked again.
Before Fischl could protest, Noelle spoke up first, stopping Arkz's opportunistic behavior.
"Mr. Arkz, please don't do that. Miss Fischl looks unwell."
Arkz gave a comical smile and said, "No, Fischl is feeling quite comfortable right now, because you 'attacked' her sensitive spot."
Noelle looked at Arkz with pure eyes, asking like a curious baby, "What is a sensitive spot?"
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