A long wait.
Occasionally someone would ask Miss Siya. Why didn't she finish off the people of the Kingdom of Portia who were rebellious?
That's actually very simple.
Because the letter left by Silas said, 'Hope Miss Siya gains happiness'. Killing someone or destroying somewhere would only bring pain.
"Siya, you've really grown up."
"..."
Although she didn't know where her mother drew that conclusion from. But Miss Siya could probably understand.
The so-called growth refers to no longer simply treating the letter as a method to meet. But truly understanding the meaning within, trying to do meaningful things, trying to feel happiness.
"It's been four hundred years. Miss Siya..."
Perhaps, precisely because everyone discovered that the current Miss Siya is no longer just slime revolving around Silas, she also frowns or smiles because of some things.
Thinking, maybe it's time to turn the page.
But anyone could easily discover that even with such great changes, she still hasn't interrupted the search. Just that, it doesn't look so urgent anymore.
Whether it's Madam Melina as a mother, or the kin led by Miss Anna, they have a common cognition.
The current Miss Siya can live ordinarily no matter what, even if she can't find Silas.
After all, because Miss Siya's personality changed a lot, more and more people gathered around her. For example, women equally persecuted after being slandered as heretics. The eldest princess of the Kingdom of Portia who almost died due to regime change, becoming very close to her after being saved by Miss Siya. Various people gathered around her at an incredible speed precisely because of reasons like 'meaningful', 'happy', 'follow one's heart', etc., that Miss Siya wanted.
Madam Melina proposed that an organization should be built.
Their identities are not suitable for being active in the open. If there is a definite group, the speed of absorbing manpower will be faster.
"..."
At first, most people waited eagerly for Miss Siya to pop out a suitable name.
But Miss Siya is in the same vein as Silas. After Tiezhu Society, Gangbeng Society, and Cuihua Society were all rejected, she popped out 'Masturbation Mutual Aid Society'.
"Why is there such a name?"
"Because, you always secretly masturbate."
"Living for so long, isn't it normal to have some hobbies? People all have desires!"
"So, Siya hopes you gain happiness. Don't masturbate alone anymore. Mutual Aid Society means helping each other."
"..."
Miss Siya just faithfully conveyed the meaning according to her thoughts, but for some reason, the people around her had red eyes after hearing it, murmuring 'too cute', and at night the Mutual Aid Society turned into another form of mutual aid. They helped each other.
Later, Madam Melina proposed 'Freemasonry'. Symbiosis, community, helping the world, absorbing.
Obviously, no one refuted the Madam who read more books. This is similar to the independent race Anna and the others thought of, but better. No need to break away from human society, but hide in the dark. Active in many places as shadows. Small as a nun inside an insignificant small church, big as a minister in the kingdom's regime.
And they don't need to absorb excess people; as long as they have common experiences, they are companions who have been persecuted. No one disagrees with the concept of symbiosis.
Another hundred years passed.
The organizational power of the full name Charity Freemasonry Mutual Aid Society exceeded 3,000 people at its peak. Spreading in every place Miss Siya had been to, dispersed into usable resources one by one. But as time passed, it fell to a scale of only a few hundred people.
Of course, this is also because Miss Siya proposed a concept in the Mutual Aid Society—if help is no longer needed, then go gain happiness.
Miss Siya didn't ask everyone who joined to help search just because she was revered as the head of the Freemasonry; she didn't even ask Madam Melina. Just in the midst of searching for a meaningful life, she allocated most of her time to search. While others spontaneously helped after receiving help and not being persecuted, passed on by word of mouth.
"..."
In the grand square of the Kingdom of Portia stands a human statue carved from diamonds. Neither past kings nor any big shots.
That was a gift for Miss Siya's 600th birthday, led by Miss Anna and paid for by Madam Melina.
Seeing the statue, some in the royal family consulted the secret royal records, knowing it was the hero who saved the Kingdom of Portia from the Church's control long ago. They declared to the civilians in the territory that it was a hero who slaughtered demons.
And when people in the Freemasonry Mutual Aid Society saw the statue, the 'old people' would sigh that it was lifelike, like a dream. Newcomers heard it was related to the mysterious Miss Siya, the man deeply loved and bitterly searched for by Miss Siya... feeling extremely curious. What kind of person would abandon the powerful and cute Miss Siya? Feeling that if he really wasn't dead but just abandoned her... even a beast couldn't do it.
And after seeing it, Miss Siya felt a slight throb.
The patched and sewn body pillow, although very old. But still very clean.
Spending six hundred years, she didn't choose masturbation because of loneliness. Just missed him.
But why were acquaintances peeking at the door, shedding tears?
"Sure enough, Miss Siya hides pain under her usual smile, right?"
"Sorry, we are too useless. Ugh ugh ugh..."
"..."
Her small hand was still buried between her legs when she was hugged by Miss Anna and the others. At a loss.
"Cry if you want."
Madam Melina as a mother also watched over.
"But, Siya just wants to... feel comfortable."
"?"
"..."
Miss Siya hadn't blushed for a long time, but the current scene made her very embarrassed. She could live according to what the letter said.
She really did it with the mindset of finding the meaning of existence, gaining unexperienced pain and happiness. Slowly completing the content mentioned in the letter. When doing these things, it seemed... she would feel Silas still existed by her side. Wouldn't disappoint the loved one. Compared to the power of slime becoming strong, this inner strength made Miss Siya feel more confident.
"All, get out."
"Why... eh? Miss Siya is blushing?"
"..."
"Too much! Let us see!"
"..."
Don't want to. Just fantasizing about having sex with Silas for comfort... this won't do.
This also seemed to have passed a long time.
After a total of 603 years. Because of the specific address provided by Silas, finding the Kingdom of Ignar existing on the continent closest to the Kingdom of Portia wasn't difficult. After all, that country is very unique; the emperor is female.
"Heard the duke lost by the empress seems to be named Silas too... the image and style in rumors are also very similar."
"..."
Miss Siya didn't care about the news transmitted back by companions, only knowing Silas said 'Flores' territory.
She felt she was about to see him. Silas didn't lie, nor did he not want her.
"Mama, how should I appear?"
Miss Siya wouldn't be disappointed because the first visit to Flores' territory yielded nothing. Only more excited.
"True liking is still... hehe, after understanding everything, the result is completely opposite to what the son-in-law wanted in the letter."
"Mama?"
"Nothing, doesn't matter how you appear."
"...Does matter, lovers seen after a year of reunion will be very amazing."
Miss Siya didn't stay in Flores' territory to prepare, but returned to the base camp in Portia. She felt other lovers spent a lot of time preparing for a reunion after only one year, and she waited for more than six hundred years, spending a year preparing is also normal.
Not long after, received news from Miss Anna and the others, saying a groom looking exactly like Silas applied to be a groom at the Count's.
"Daughter, don't dress so gorgeously, understand?"
"Oh."
Miss Siya changed to a directional one.
"That one is even worse. Change to this."
"...Why? Siya lives very well, not bad."
Miss Siya felt the clothes her mother brought were very tattered. Old and tattered.
"He is a groom now. Read so many books, seen so many people... should also know the class gap, right?"
"..."
Miss Siya always felt Madam Melina had other purposes, but even if there was a class gap, there wouldn't be one between her and Silas.
This matter.
Only changed after coming to Count Flores' territory again and finding Silas looked like he didn't remember anything at all.
Miss Siya lived in a dilapidated wooden house.
It was already broad daylight.
The Maid ran over hurriedly, looking troubled, taking out a small bag of coins from her bosom, with zeros and whole numbers.
A total of 121 copper coins plus 1 silver coin.
"Sorry, my little brother's side... seems not to consider the matter of a concubine at all. But he hopes you can live well here. Find a good family."
The Maid was very embarrassed.
No matter what, didn't want such a cute girl to be deceived and fall into the hands of bad people, but the little brother's side was also... so single-minded. Even considering her difficulty, gave all the copper coins left on his body, and said to borrow a silver coin from her to return on payday. This way she wouldn't be in a difficult position.
"Don't worry, even if you don't tie the knot with my little brother. But if there is anything you don't understand in the future, or want my help, you can come here to find me."
"My little brother is too young now... simply doesn't know how good it would be to have a sensible girl as a concubine."
"..."
The Maid babbled a lot and left.
"..."
Miss Siya stared at the bag on the table, opened it. The mottled copper coins and conspicuous silver coin were piercing to the eye.
Rustle...
Madam Melina picked up the message sent by the partner of the Freemasonry Mutual Aid Society long ago, didn't want to read it, gritting her teeth, "Little Siya, as expected, let Mama wake him up. He actually has inextricable links with both the Nun and the Princess... just doesn't remember you. Such a thing... for hundreds of years."
"..."
Miss Siya shook her head, picked up the remaining half piece of bread from the plate, "Mama, appear like this, okay?"
"..."
Madam Melina was stunned, "Now is not the time to think about such things, he brought this little money... is rejecting you! When can you learn to be angry?"
"But, being angry is done after reconciling. First, reconcile."
"..."
After hugging her daughter at close range, Melina discovered her daughter's body was trembling.
Whispering softly.
Being forgotten, how to win against the Princess and Nun who look very beautiful. She is already willing to be a concubine, what if she still can't insert into Silas's new life?
Her daughter.
Spent six hundred years learning to masturbate purely for comfort.
And a few years later, simultaneously willing to hide discomfort and seek completeness as a concubine, and immediately learned to shed tears because of fear.