"Do you want to rest first? We can talk about anything else tomorrow. I'll go get you a set of pajamas."

Caroline's figure was similar to Mirrorheart's, so she could wear Mirrorheart's clothes directly. Thus, Loren walked into Mirrorheart's room, thinking to find Caroline some normal pajamas.

It's just that normal clothes were a rarity in Mirrorheart's possession. If Loren hadn't remembered that he once bought Mirrorheart a set of normal pajamas, he wouldn't have even thought to look here.

But after rummaging through Mirrorheart's wardrobe, he couldn't find that outfit. It was at that moment Loren heard Mirrorheart's voice:

"Are you looking for this?"

Mirrorheart lifted her own blanket. She was wearing the very outfit Loren was searching for.

"Yes, that's the one."

Loren was already accustomed to Mirrorheart guessing his thoughts, so his tone was very flat.

"Then come and take it yourself. I'll continue pretending to be asleep. You might find that more interesting."

After a moment of silence, Loren turned and left:

"You bring this set of clothes in later."

"Understood, Master."

The sound of Mirrorheart's agreement came from behind Loren, giving him an ominous premonition. Nevertheless, he returned to his own room.

"Wait a moment. Someone will bring clothes soon." 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

"Mhm..."

Caroline nodded obediently. She had been behaving like a well-behaved child the whole time, carefully remembering her older sister's instructions even while away from home.

"After I return, I'll tell my family that you are actually a very good person. We have no need to fear you at all."

"Mhm. Wait until I've handled matters here before you go back. It's not very safe right now."

The fact that there were witches here had been exposed. The Church would definitely conduct a large-scale search next. Hiding in Loren's house was the safest option; no one would dare to search Loren's home.

While Loren and Caroline were chatting idly, the bedroom door was knocked. Loren knew it was Mirrorheart delivering the clothes, so without much thought, he opened the door.

Seeing the scene outside the door, Loren froze, while Mirrorheart's expression remained as normal as ever.

"These are the clothes you requested."

Mirrorheart held out the clothes she had just been wearing, presenting them with both hands.

"No, you... you really just brought the clothes you were wearing? Including the underwear...? Didn't you think to change into something else?"

"Wasn't that your order?"

Mirrorheart tilted her head, looking utterly perplexed.

"No, you..."

Loren was about to complain further when he heard an exclamation from Caroline behind him. She had naturally seen Mirrorheart too.

"Will I have to be like this in the future too?"

"Correct."

Before Loren could reply, Mirrorheart answered Caroline's question.

"If it would make you happy, then... alright."

"No, don't just decide these strange things on your own..."

Loren snatched the clothes and closed the door. He had a bit of a headache.

"Her name is Mirrorheart. She's a pervert. Just ignore whatever she says from now on. That basement was also decorated by Mirrorheart; it has nothing to do with me."

Caroline nodded. Loren didn't know if she actually believed him or not.

After all, Mirrorheart was a bit too... divine. To someone who didn't know Mirrorheart, Loren's words sounded just like "my cat can do backflips."

"Alright, change into the pajamas and go to sleep..."

Having been messed with by Mirrorheart a few times, Loren felt a bit mentally exhausted and wanted to sleep early.

"Good night..."

After Loren closed his eyes, Caroline quietly inched a little closer in his direction.

She looked at his sleeping face and smiled.

...

When Loren woke up the next day, he found Caroline already hugging him. She was still asleep, holding on very tightly. Loren couldn't even extract his arm.

Originally, Loren considered just carrying her to breakfast, but Caroline really wasn't in a position to be seen by others. In the end, Loren left Caroline in the room.

As soon as Loren sat down at the dining table, Anna leaned close to him and started sniffing.

In response, Loren directly pushed her away by pressing a finger against her nose. Loren knew Anna had caught the scent of another woman on him again.

"Do we have a new member in our household?"

Anna said offhandedly, and then Naclis accidentally snapped the chopsticks in her hand.

"Yes."

There was no hiding this matter, nor was there any need to hide it. Loren simply admitted it outright.

"Can you handle it?"

"That's not something for you to worry about."

Loren flicked Anna on the forehead and started eating.

Hearing Anna's words, Cecelia scurried under the table like a mouse. There, she ran into Mirrorheart and awkwardly climbed back into her seat.

While eating, Loren didn't forget to send a portion upstairs to Caroline. She had just woken up. Loren didn't let her leave the bedroom either. After the major events of yesterday, someone was bound to come looking for Loren today.

Yesterday's commotion was deliberately caused by Loren. He wanted to make a big scene, to make it known to everyone, to let all know that this was the work of the Night and Thunder believers, thereby clearing the witches of suspicion.

Even if someone insisted on dragging the witches into it, they'd just have to go argue with the Church of Night and Thunder.

Anyone capable of using Eighth-tier Night Magic must be a high-ranking member of the Church of Night and Thunder.

After the meal, knocking sounded at Loren's door again. Someone had been coming to see him at this time every day recently; Loren was used to it.

Whoever was looking for him was surely anxious, but they still had to respect Loren, waiting until he woke from his midday nap to visit.

"Koranda?"

Loren didn't expect the person standing outside the door to be Koranda. Although her face was now completely disfigured, no longer looking human, it didn't stop Loren from recognizing her at a glance.

This situation was a bit unexpected for Loren. He thought Koranda certainly wouldn't likely die, but at the very least, it would take several days for her to regain consciousness. He didn't expect her to come looking for him today.

And by the looks of it, she didn't even seem seriously injured, only her face was disfigured from being directly hit by the Night-Rending Comet.

Recalling how Koranda was basically unharmed after being hit by the Touch of Thunder before, Loren guessed Koranda must have some secret on her.

"What happened to your face?"

Loren asked knowingly. However, Koranda would never guess in a million years that the person who ambushed her yesterday was Loren. So, from her perspective, Loren's question was perfectly normal, and she answered honestly.

"Yesterday, I was attacked by a witch. There really are witches in Gedlan's Royal Capital..."

"Witches?"

Loren retorted:

"If you're talking about those big commotions yesterday, I saw them too. That was clearly the handiwork of the Night and Thunder believers, and it looked like high-tier magic at that.

"So, what you're saying is, you believe the Church of Night and Thunder is colluding with witches? That's a very serious matter. If you're sure it's true, I'll take you to confront the people from the Church of Night and Thunder right now."

Without another word, Loren first pinned several labels on Koranda.

First pin the labels, then pick a side. The tactics are still from the old school.