The Rebel who planned this riot... is she referring to the clown?
Does she mistake the clown for the Rebel?
Syl frowned slightly, feeling somewhat puzzled. Clearly, the clown was just someone who hadn't drunk the magical potion, so why would she think the clown is the Rebel?
Could there be some similar characteristic?
The Transcendent in the form of a young girl before her seemed to notice Syl's expression. She slightly widened her eyes, her dark green pupils sparkling with excitement.
"You really know her? Can you take me to see her? I really want to meet her so much—a high-ranking Transcendent of the same rank, also a girl! And she's so cool... For her, I even specially dyed my hair dark green using Transcendent materials. My hair was pink before, you know? But now it's completely green..."
The girl placed her hands on her chest and squatted in front of Syl, speaking with a pleading expression. By the looks of it, she was just short of kneeling and kowtowing to Syl.
Syl looked at the girl now at eye level with her, her mouth twitching slightly.
Are you really a high-ranking Transcendent? Couldn't you appear more dignified and imposing? Make your entrance a bit cooler? So I can have some expectations for the higher ranks.
The dark green-haired girl before her now had clearly shattered Syl's previous mysterious impression of high-ranking Transcendents.
At the very least, they should be like Archbishop Aishala—deep and unfathomable, carrying hidden stories—or like Sharon, who exudes an invisible, overwhelming presence.
"You are that 'Rebel'?" Syl did not answer the Transcendent's question but instead asked one in return.
The girl nodded repeatedly, saying:
"Mhm, yes, yes! Your information is so well-informed. So, I've already been discovered by other organizations? It seems the Church must know my whereabouts too, huh... How annoying!"
As she spoke the latter part, the girl clenched her fist, lightly hammered the stone floor, then cried out in pain and raised her hand to blow on it with a wronged expression.
Syl's mouth twitched uncontrollably.
This child... doesn't seem very bright...
Letting out a slight sigh, Syl reached up and rubbed her temples, thinking for a moment about how to respond.
In the end, Syl decided to bring up that non-existent organization.
Syl nodded, admitting:
"I do know her. She's an agent from the same organization as me."
"Organization? Agent? That sounds so cool!" The dark green-haired girl's eyes suddenly lit up, and she excitedly pressed on, "So? Is that older sister nice? Is she even cooler than in the photos? Will she accept me? Can I join the organization and be assigned to work with her? If we have children, they can take her surname!"
Syl's eyelid twitched, feeling more and more that something was off the more she listened.
What does she mean, 'if we have children, they can take her surname'! She hasn't even met the person and is already thinking about joining the organization and having babies with the clown in the future!
The girl suddenly remembered she hadn't introduced herself yet. Looking at Syl, she quickly said:
"Oh, right, right! I haven't introduced myself, have I? My name is Fina. You can call me Nana or Little Na. May I ask your name, Your Excellency?"
That was a good question, and it stumped Syl.
She had named this current Young Dragon 'Little White' just to have an easier way to refer to it.
But telling others her name is Little White?
In her past life, wouldn't that be like introducing herself to others as 'Hello, my name is Wealthy'?
After a moment of thought, Syl spoke up: "You can call me White."
The name Little White was better kept for private use. For others, just 'White' would suffice.
"Oh, oh! Your Excellency White, then... what do you think of my proposal just now?"
As she said this, Fina lowered her head slightly, a faint blush appearing on her cheeks.
Seeing her like this, Syl felt a vein throbbing on her forehead.
That expression of hers was definitely asking about the baby-making thing!
"Heh heh... Busy with official duties. Farewell." Syl let out an awkward laugh, turned, and headed towards the neighboring alley, as the crowd had already been driven by the military towards the southern district.
Fina also stood up, patted her robe, and then trotted after Syl.
"Why are you following me?" Syl asked, looking back at Fina after entering the alley.
"I'll help you look for your friend, Your Excellency White!" Fina looked at Syl with a serious expression that seemed genuine.
Syl immediately felt a headache coming on.
Oh no, what if this Fina really sticks to me like this, wanting to find the clown?
And she didn't even know if she could beat her in a fight.
She still had to maintain the appearance of a powerful figure.
Syl felt as if something was pricking her heart, a bit stifled.
Today, she had truly met her match.
Syl sighed, turned around, and beckoned to Fina.
Seeing this gesture, Fina almost without hesitation squatted down in front of Syl, hands on her chest, looking expectant.
Need to find a way to trick her a bit.
"How about after I find her, I'll have her come to you?" Syl said with a serious expression. "After all, two people together isn't very convenient for movement."
"Why is that? If we act together, wouldn't we be even less afraid of the Church's harassment? And the reason I came to Ibiza was to find Big Sister Clown... I'm only a little over a hundred years old, so I should be able to call her 'older sister,' right?"
Syl really wanted to ask:
In your over a hundred years of life, hasn't there been anything that could make you more mature?!
"Mainly, she won't show her face in crowded places. If she sees I'm not alone, she won't come out either."
"Eh! Is that so? Is Big Sister Clown that cautious?" Fina nodded in sudden understanding, then asked, "Where should I wait for you two?"
"Hmm... just wait here." Syl pointed to the current alley.
"Okay!" Fina nodded, standing guard in this somewhat dark alley with a serious expression.
Syl walked a couple of steps forward, looked back, and saw Fina still standing in place. Seeing Syl look back, she even smiled at her.
Really... for this child to reach the fourth rank, it must not have been easy...
Syl shook her head and walked deeper into the alley. She planned to use the alley to bypass the earlier crowd and continue wandering around the western district.
As for Fina, she'd probably leave on her own once she realized what was happening.