I Was The Hero, But I Woke Up as a Phoenix Princess! – Chapter 404

Chapter 404 Chapter 198 Nun Under the Twilight (Part 1)
The crisp, bell-like young girl’s voice lightly merged into the gentle wind, which was dyed with the twilight afterglow, touching Ig’s face and causing the young man to smile.
The girl then slightly lifted her little head, which was leaning on the young man’s shoulder. Her bright golden eyes gazed up at him from beneath her eyelashes, and she said coquettishly:
“En. Since we’re here… I won’t talk much with you today. We need to hurry, we can’t let that idiotic little ice dragon get there before this young lady…”
After saying that, Verafia turned her little face, her delicate feet lightly touching the ground, making a crisp sound like a melodious musical piece.
Ig clasped his hand slightly, as if wanting to retain the lingering touch of the girl’s soft, tender hand. He hid the smile on his face and quickly quickened his pace to catch up with the girl’s slender figure.
The gentle breeze touched the hem of the girl’s silk dress. As nightfall approached, the increasingly soft and beautiful pale golden twilight gently touched the girl’s delicate skin outside the silk fabric.
Outside the red silk evening gown, the exquisite and beautiful, slender, fragrant shoulders and a few silk ribbons partially concealed her collarbones, which were as exquisite as artistic works against the white, appearing exceptionally beautiful in the pale golden afterglow.
“Hey, you guy, what are you thinking about again?”
The girl’s voice startled Ig from his reverie again.
“Because, Veer, you are too beautiful…”
Ig gritted his teeth, wanting to confess directly. But seeing the sparkling pupils of the girl’s cute little face, the words that had reached his lips suddenly faltered, and he couldn’t help but smile awkwardly:
“Ah, I was just thinking… why are you suddenly wearing high heels, Veer…”
“High heels?”
Verafia tilted her delicate face, slightly confused by his question. She slightly moved her delicate feet, “What, do I look bad wearing them?”
“Of course not!”
Ig quickly refused, but his gaze couldn’t help but follow Verafia’s movements:
Beneath the slender thin skirt adorning the girl’s delicate body, the gorgeous silk fabric almost reached the ground. From under the hem, slender and graceful, her soft, jade-like beautiful legs, wrapped in white silk with lace decorations from the thigh-high, tribute-grade expensive material, vaguely revealed streaks of soft jade-like luster.
Further down, the girl’s delicate and exquisite lotus-white jade feet, like precious jade, gently landed in crystal-like exquisite high heels.
They were slender and beautiful, perhaps any lady would wish to wear them into grand palaces and magnificent banquets.
Although not a young girl, Ig knew that it was not easy to wear high heels of this caliber. However, Verafia seemed to have no discomfort throughout their journey, and even the sound of her light steps was as pleasant and melodious as court accompaniment.
“Ah, I just remember that you, young lady, didn’t like these high heels before, saying they were very uncomfortable… Shiel also complained to me before, saying that these shoes are simply torture…”
En, Shiel did complain to him, but that was a long time ago, during the girl’s first etiquette lesson.
“You’re talking about this… Although I’m not very used to it, but for human shoes, for this young lady… it’s a piece of cake.”
The girl suddenly blinked her big eyes and raised her little head proudly, “As for that little fellow Shiel you mentioned, how can she compare to this young lady? Not to mention walking and running, even hopping and skipping is not a problem at all!”
After saying that, as if to prove she was right, Verafia flicked her little hand, pulled up her skirt, and hopped forward like a bird.
Ig hurriedly followed.
However, even though Verafia looked like a delicate young girl, Ig, even with Dou Qi, couldn’t catch up and was being pulled further and further away. The young man quickly raised his head and shouted:
“Young lady, be careful!”
“Wu yi!”
However, as soon as Ig made a sound, the slender heel of the girl’s crystal-like high shoes encountered a gap in the ground, her fair ankle twisted, and her whole delicate body fell towards the ground.
Instead of falling directly onto the ground and getting her evening gown and makeup dirty, Verafia was caught in the young girl’s arms, her little head clearly falling into the young girl’s soft and tender chest, which was still noticeable like rolling hills of snow even under the robe.
Subconsciously, Verafia placed her little hands on her chest, which was only outlined with a soft curve by the red silk evening gown… At that moment, what Verafia felt was actually an instinctive jealousy.
She quickly shook her head, forcing her eyes to move away from the hills outlined by the young girl’s white robe. With the young girl’s help, she lifted her head.
“Ah, it’s you, Chrisis!”
Verafia let out a slightly surprised sound. Her big eyes saw a church nun in a pure white nun’s robe, with golden hair tied up, slightly reflecting the dim twilight.
“Miss Verafia, you must be careful.”
A gentle smile appeared on the nun’s fair face. She gently helped Verafia up, tidied a slightly scattered strand of her hair, and her watery eyes looked at the girl’s flawless face.
“Miss Verafia, you’ve become even more beautiful… No wonder the young master is so attached to you.”
Chrisis seemed to be praising, but Verafia always felt there was another meaning in her words.
En, Verafia wasn’t saying that the nun was jealous of her and Ig’s superficial relationship, but rather, it was like the sadness she felt from her yesterday… This time, it seemed to be much more obvious.
“Mmm. Chrisis, you’re not bad either!”
Although she didn’t fully understand, Verafia still had to respond. She lifted her head and hummed softly.
Chrisis just shook her head gently, a soft smile showing on her face.
“Veer!”
At this moment, the young man’s voice arrived. Ig rushed over and paused when he saw the white-robed nun supporting the girl: “Sister Chrisis?”
The white-robed nun slightly turned her raised face towards the young man. The twilight rays passed through her hair and headdress, touching and rendering her face with a twilight hue, a faint smile flickering across it:
“Young master, long time no see.”
Ig stopped in his tracks. He wasn’t sure if it was an illusion… Compared to the last time they met not too long ago, he felt a growing distance and a gap between himself and Chrisis.
“Mmm… Ig!”
Verafia’s voice rang out.
The girl with golden flowing hair “tada” ran to his side. Her smooth little hand, wrapped in white silk long gloves, held the young man’s arm. She tilted her fair, delicate face and spoke first:
“Chrisis, she misses you a lot!”