Letia was a bit silent in response to Red’s question.
Putting herself in his shoes, if she died and there wasn’t a single person to mourn her, that would indeed be a bit tragic.
But knowing Liz’s stubborn and proud nature, would she really feel sad over Red’s departure?
Thinking it over carefully… maybe yes, but maybe not.
As this thought crossed her mind, Letia suddenly felt a gaze fixed on her.
When she looked up, Red’s face showed no trace of joking; though he smiled, there was no real warmth in it—only an inexplicable sadness.
Red seemed to desperately want a definite answer.
But…
Letia couldn’t give him one.
She came here precisely to help Red let go of his lingering obsession with Dawn’s Edge.
Rather than lingering with half-measures, it was better to cut ties cleanly.
More importantly, playing the villain herself only made the character “Litt” stand out more sharply in contrast.
So… she couldn’t answer him.
“If you really died, perhaps Rain would fall,”
Letia said flatly, as if it were nothing related.
Red chuckled bitterly and shook his head.
Sometimes, not answering is the best response.
Besides, he knew he and Letia weren’t that close.
Compared to the other members of Dawn’s Edge, Letia was indeed the hardest to approach.
It wasn’t that she was difficult to get along with, but how to put it…
In simpler terms, interacting with her in daily life was fine, but trying to get closer or befriend her was utterly unrealistic.
Letia gave off too strong a sense of distance;
Red could honestly say that, after all this time in Dawn’s Edge, she was the only person he wasn’t familiar with.
Even though she had once taken the initiative to teach him how to cook and he had asked her for advice several times after, they just couldn’t become close.
“Not satisfied with my answer?”
Letia said casually.
“You know why I joined Dawn’s Edge—to make money. I’m not interested in socializing. Not with you, not even with Liz. I’d say the same to anyone.”
“To be honest,”
Red said with a bitter smile, “at first, I thought you were inviting me so I’d go back.”
“And if I invited you, would you go back?”
“…No.”
“Well, that settles it,”
Letia shrugged.
“I’m not one to waste my breath.”
“Fits your style perfectly.”
Coldness and aloofness were always the impressions Letia left on others.
She seemed never to take the initiative to get close to anyone.
Without exaggeration, Red couldn’t imagine this priest actively approaching anyone.
But…
Red thought of Litt and couldn’t help but fix his gaze on Letia’s delicate and cute face.
Their face shapes were somewhat similar, but their expressions and the feelings they gave off were completely different.
Litt felt like a warm and comforting sun, whereas Letia was like a cold and unyielding moon.
“Hmm?”
Letia noticed Red’s unabashed stare and showed a teasing expression on her face.
“Got feelings for me?”
“If I really had feelings for you, I’d have to wonder if I’m Nantong.”
“Hey, it’s rude to comment on a girl’s figure.”
“I’m talking about your personality!”
Red held his forehead, feeling a headache coming on.
But he had to admit, Letia didn’t seem to have developed much.
“My personality?”
“Don’t you think your personality isn’t very… feminine?”
“In that case~”
Letia smiled faintly, leaned closer to Red, bent at the waist, and looked up at his face from below.
“Actually, I’m inviting you to a nice place tonight, like… a love hotel.”
Red stiffened.
“Ha ha ha!”
Suddenly, Letia laughed playfully.
“Red, you’re way too easy to manipulate. I have a Platinum Member Card of Dreamland here. Maybe playing around with women will help you, a little virgin, grow up.”
Seeing Letia’s provocative expression, Red stiffened again.
But it was his fist.
“No thanks.”
“No need to be so polite. What if, when you find a wife someday, you’re so inexperienced you surrender before even getting started?”
“I’m not cut out for that kind of openness.”
Maintaining purity and self-restraint applied equally to men and women.
Red considered himself traditional, so naturally, he had no interest in those succubus parlors.
“Pfft! Ha ha ha!”
For some reason, Letia laughed even harder.
Covering her mouth, she gasped out between laughs.
“I’m telling you… Dreamland just lets you have a very realistic spring dream… You wouldn’t really think a succubus lady would come knocking for service, right? Ha ha ha!!”
“…”
Watching Letia laugh heartily, Red suddenly felt like punching someone.
“Forget it, forget it…”
Letia caught her breath and returned to her usual casual expression.
“So Red, what are your plans?”
“I’ve thought about it and decided to stay in Ye Ming Town. Opening a Weapon Shop here isn’t a bad idea.”
Although Red hated to admit it, Letia really was the only one in Dawn’s Edge who treated him like a person.
But most of the time, it was because he didn’t act like one…
Just like earlier.
He remembered when he once washed everyone’s clothes for the whole team, but when Liz caught him, she ran away faster than anyone else, leaving Red unable to explain himself.
Not human at all.
And then there was the money she borrowed from him—still not fully paid back.
At her pace, Red figured it’d take years before she cleared it…
“By the way,” since the thought came up, Red spoke up directly, “when are you going to pay me back? You know, opening a Weapon Shop probably requires a lot of capital.”
Upon hearing this, Letia immediately put on a pitiful look.
“I… I don’t have any money.”
“I don’t buy it! Geneva, pay up!”
“I really don’t have any…”
Letia sniffled, wiping tears.
“Can I repay with something else?”
“As long as it’s valuable.”
Red didn’t believe crocodile tears.
“This is a pair of stockings I wore…”
Red looked down, noticing that Letia had somehow taken off the stockings on her legs and was now holding them out to him.
Then she looked up with teary eyes.
Before Red could say anything, Letia reached out toward her Absolute Territory.
“If you think that’s not enough, panties… will do?”
At those words, Red felt the freezing, terrifying gazes coming from all around, and faintly heard distant sirens.