Chapter 60: My Sister’s Happiness Is My Responsibility

Next.

They browsed a few more stalls.

Avira bought Sylvia a delicate music box that played gentle tunes.

She also picked up a journal with a cover decorated in various floral patterns.

Whenever Sylvia’s gaze lingered on an item for more than three seconds.

Avira would buy it without the slightest hesitation.

“Sis, you should get something for yourself too.”

Sylvia watched as Avira kept buying things for her.

She felt a little uneasy about it.

Her small hand tugged gently at her sister’s sleeve.

“Seeing my little sister happy is more than enough.” Avira lovingly patted her silver hair.

Her blood-red eyes were full of tenderness.

“That’s the best gift for me.”

At that moment.

A tempting aroma wafted over.

Sylvia sniffed the air with her little nose.

Her eyes lit up instantly.

“What’s that?”

Avira followed her gaze.

“Grilled meat, and it’s still bloody.”

“Looks just right for our tastes.”

The two of them walked over.

The vendor was grilling fresh rabbit meat.

The flesh was tender and still tinged with blood.

It was just the half-rare state that the Blood Clan favored most.

“Would you like a serving?”

The vendor greeted them enthusiastically.

He had no idea who he was facing.

“Just grilled, very tender and fresh.”

Sylvia stared at the bloody grilled meat.

She couldn’t help but swallow.

Her little face was filled with anticipation.

“Two servings of the tenderest ones.”

Avira spoke as she took out a gold coin.

She placed it lightly on the vendor’s board.

The coin sparkled in the sunlight.

It was weighty and substantial.

A passerby caught sight of the gold coin.

A hint of greed flashed in his eyes.

He was about to approach.

But met the icy gaze from beneath Avira’s hood.

The passerby shivered on the spot.

He quickly lowered his head and hurried away.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

The vendor’s hands trembled with excitement.

“You’re so generous, miss!”

He carefully wrapped up the best grilled meat and handed it to them.

Avira took it.

She found a quiet corner under the shade of a tree and sat down.

It was far from the crowd.

Perfect for their kind.

“Sis, try it.”

Sylvia took a careful bite.

“It’s delicious.”

She nodded.

Her little face filled with satisfaction.

Avira watched her sister’s contented look.

A gentle light filled her eyes.

This time shared between sisters.

Was more precious than any wealth.

They sat under the tree’s shade, slowly enjoying the grilled meat.

It was very quiet around them.

Only the occasional passerby glanced their way with curiosity.

But under their hoods.

No one could see their true faces.

This peaceful atmosphere made Sylvia feel very relaxed.

“Sis, thank you for taking me out today.”

Sylvia said softly.

Her voice was gentle and soft.

“No need for thanks, we’re sisters.”

Avira reached out and ruffled her silver hair.

Her touch was especially gentle.

“And I like this kind of time too.”

“Just the two of us, without any of those bothersome people.”

There was a faint trace of killing intent in her words.

Clearly, she was displeased with anyone who disturbed her sister.

After finishing the grilled meat.

The two continued to stroll through the market.

Sylvia spotted a flower stall.

All kinds of colorful flowers gave off a gentle fragrance.

They swayed softly in the breeze.

She stopped in her tracks.

Her eyes shone with fondness.

“These flowers are beautiful.”

Her small hand gently caressed a white rose.

Her movement was very, very light.

“Sis, do you like flowers?”

Avira asked.

Her blood-red eyes brimming with affection.

“Mhm, flowers are pretty and they smell nice.”

There was obvious joy in Sylvia’s voice.

“They make people feel happy.”

Without another word, Avira bought a large bouquet of colorful flowers.

“To decorate the room when we get back.”

“That way, you’ll see beautiful flowers every day.”

Hugging the bouquet, Sylvia’s mood brightened even more.

“Let’s go see some other places.”

Avira suggested.

Expectant light flickered in her eyes.

They left the market.

And continued along the cobblestone road.

Before long, they reached a quieter alleyway.

A few small shops lined the street.

Each one looked unique.

The first was a bookstore.

It was small, but warmly decorated.

Through the window, shelves full of books could be seen inside.

“Shall we go in?”

Avira asked.

Sylvia nodded.

Yesterday’s experience at the library had sparked her interest in books.

Even if she wasn’t looking for those profound theological texts.

They pushed open the door and entered the bookstore.

The owner was an elderly man with glasses.

He was tidying up the shelves.

“Welcome.”

He greeted them kindly.

His voice was gentle.

Sylvia wandered among the bookshelves.

Searching for something that interested her.

Soon, she found a copy of the Guide to Homemade Cuisine in a corner.

“This one looks good.”

Sylvia opened its pages.

Inside were detailed and easy-to-follow recipes.

With exquisite illustrations.

Just looking at them made her hungry.

“Want to learn to cook, little sis?”

Avira glanced over.

Surprise flashed in her eyes.

“I’m just looking, in case I need it someday.”

Sylvia blushed slightly.

She did have some interest in cooking.

Especially the desserts that looked delicious.

Avira bought the book right away.

And also picked up a few more cookbooks and dessert-making guides.

“When we get back, we can try together. I’ll help you prepare the ingredients.”

Avira said.

Her tone was full of anticipation.

They spent a while longer in the bookstore.

Sylvia also chose a Plant Atlas and a simple Craft Guide.

After leaving the bookstore, they kept walking.

They arrived at a cozy-looking tea house.

“Want to go in and have a seat?”

“Tired, little sis?”

Avira asked, her eyes full of concern.

Sylvia was indeed a bit tired.

Her little face showed a touch of fatigue.

She nodded and agreed to take a break.

The tea house was very quiet.

Only a few guests chatted softly at their tables.

The air was filled with a soothing aroma of tea.

They picked a corner seat and sat down.

“What kind of tea would you like?”

A server came over to ask.

“Do you have blood tea?”

Avira asked directly, her tone natural.

The server paused for a moment, then nodded.

“Yes, miss, we do.

“We have nine special blends made just for Blood Clan guests.”

“Please wait a moment.”

So, this place also served Blood Clan customers.

Sylvia let out a sigh of relief.

No need to worry about exposing their identity.

Soon, the server brought over two cups of deep red tea.

A faint bloody scent drifted from the tea.

But mixed with the fragrance of herbs.

It smelled very soothing.

Sylvia carefully took a sip.

It tasted quite good.

Sweet, with just a hint of metallic tang.

Very much to the Blood Clan’s liking.

Much gentler than drinking straight blood.

“How is it?”

Avira asked.

“It’s delicious. Better than I expected.”

Sylvia nodded.

Her eyes were full of satisfaction.

The two of them sat quietly, sipping tea.

Enjoying this rare, peaceful moment.

No zealous followers, no complicated rituals.

Just the simple, warm company between sisters.

“Sis, are you happy today?”

Avira asked softly.

“Very happy.”

Sylvia answered honestly.

A gentle blush colored her cheeks.

“I’m most at ease when I’m with you.”

“No one treats me like some kind of Holy Vessel, just an ordinary little sister.”

A gentler light welled up in Avira’s eyes.

“Let’s go out together more often from now on.”

“Wherever you want to go, I’ll be with you.”

“Okay.”

Sylvia nodded obediently.

A contented smile bloomed on her little face.