Although she didn’t know why that young lady had called Xiao Yaba over, judging by their previous behavior…
It probably wasn’t anything bad, right?
Beina was curious and tried to lean closer to listen, but the next second…
Xiao Yaba suddenly turned her head, glaring at Ileya with an extremely fierce look.
Then, pouting, she turned back and grabbed Beina’s hand, walking in the opposite direction of the young lady and her group…
Angry.
(”)
“Eh! Eh eh! What’s wrong?! Xiao Yaba?”
“Hey! You…really rude!”
This scene made Yumina, standing next to the young lady, stomp her foot in frustration.
“Hehe, it’s nothing~ Besides…Yumina~ you have to give her enough tolerance. You’ll see each other again later.”
Ileya smirked, reaching out to ruffle the twin-tailed maid’s hair, but her crimson eyes were fixed on her second sister’s sulky retreating figure.
After all…according to the original fate, she would be recognized by the Marquis Household within this year.
“Hey!!”
Ileya called out loudly with a smile, but that person clearly had no intention of looking back.
Still, that didn’t stop Ileya from saying what she wanted to say.
“This matter…I’ll tell you when you manage to defeat me…how about that?!”
Whoosh!!
At those words, Xiao Yaba abruptly stopped, spinning around fiercely!
Her pale blue eyes locked onto Ileya…
As if saying, 【You will definitely regret what happens today!!】
Then she tugged the somewhat helpless Beina away and quickly disappeared around the corner of the street.
Tap tap tap…
At that moment, the slave caravan people brought out the elderly man, who had already washed up and changed into clean cloth clothes, and handed the iron chain tied to him over to Ileya.
In this world, slaves apparently didn’t have magical Slave Contracts or similar bindings.
That kind of thing was too advanced and not something the slave caravans could get their hands on.
So, what they used to restrain slaves were just plain iron chains and whips.
But…
Ileya clearly didn’t think much of those tools and didn’t believe they could control this elderly man, who might have some connection to her maternal clan.
She simply had the slave traders remove all the chains and neck collars, only saying one sentence to the white-haired elder.
“Follow me.”
Then she got on the carriage without another word.
The old man didn’t try to escape—or rather, he seemed to have no awareness of escaping at all.
Like a stiff puppet on strings, he followed everyone onto the carriage.
This shouldn’t be right…
Last night, when Ileya saw him rescue that slave girl from the slave trader, his speech and reactions were normal…not as dull as now.
Could it be…intermittent dementia?
Like many elderly people who seem fine most of the time but suddenly have sharp drops in cognition and become disoriented?
Well, the Marquis Household servants were top-notch; taking care of a demented, amnesiac elder shouldn’t be a problem.
“Miss, shall we depart?”
Just as Ileya was pondering, Amisa’s voice came from the front of the carriage.
“Mm, let’s go.”
Ileya nodded slowly.
But the carriage didn’t head straight back to the Marquis Castle; instead, it went straight to the outskirts, to Jenny’s new residence.
It was quite a charming compound, with a three-story building right in the center of the courtyard.
As if already informed, Jenny, along with a few others, seemed to have been waiting at the gate…
“Miss!”
Seeing Ileya’s carriage, Jenny ran out waving her hands like a little girl.
This scene left those behind her baffled.
Uh…is this the same “Demon Retainer” Miss Jenny who had been so imposing and terrifying when they negotiated earlier?
Now, she looked like a girl brimming with youthful energy!
But…the one in the carriage was the legendary Bloodblossom Demon, Miss Ileya, right…?
Several people pinched their cheeks to wake themselves up a little…
As the carriage door was opened by the twin-tailed maid, the white-haired, red-eyed Bloodblossom Demon finally stepped out slowly.
“Miss!”
Jenny’s smile was as pure and straightforward as a childhood friend next door.
She bent down gently, lowering her gaze to be half a head shorter than the Miss, showing off her soft golden hair right in front of her.
“Hmm…Jenny kind of looks like Xiao Hei (the little black cat)?” \
Veil said instinctively.
Watching the girl begging for a head pat was oddly reminiscent of that black cat rolling over for pets.
“Mm~ How’s the preparation?”
Ileya smiled lightly and reached out, as the girl wished, to pat her head.
“Of course, a complete success~ Today I knew Miss would come, so I prepared a whole table of delicious dishes~”
Jenny rubbed her head against Ileya’s palm, as if she had really transformed into a little cat.
Delicious dishes?!
That sentence clearly hit a nerve!
Making the black cowlick on her head shake and stand on end!
Delicious dishes, delicious dishes! Jenny’s personally cooked delicious dishes~
Gurgle~
At that thought, Veil’s stomach couldn’t help but rumble loudly…
But Ileya slowly moved her hand down and pinched the golden-haired girl’s cheek, kneading it with moderate pressure…
“Hey~ is this the kind of thing I asked? Do you think I look like some useless glutton? Are you looking down on me?” (卝 ̄皿
Some useless glutton?
Veil blinked and glanced around at her colleagues and seniors…
Who could that be?
“Waaah! Miss~ I…I didn’t mean that! (@>U<)☆~”
Though Jenny was begging for mercy, everyone could tell she seemed quite happy about it.
Crack…
Suddenly, a crisp sound startled the Great Priest Galulu Blackfeather, who was draped in a black robe and looked like a small, inconspicuous human.
Following the sound, he saw that the stone slab under the shadow maid’s feet had somehow shattered into several pieces.
Ah…
Having been thrashed by her before, the Great Priest instinctively stepped aside.
Why was she angry?
Humans were truly strange creatures.
Tap tap tap
As the teasing continued, the few people who had been behind Jenny walked up in front of Ileya.
But after standing there for over ten seconds, the playful banter was still going on…
Finally, a woman with black-rimmed glasses and high cheekbones lost her patience and pushed up her glasses.
Huff…
The next moment, she grabbed the sides of her skirt and bowed slowly with impeccable noble etiquette, loudly saying,
“Greetings, Miss Ileya Bateos!”
Her somewhat sharp voice drowned out the noise over there and instantly silenced the scene.
“Huh?”
Ileya slowly released her pinch on Jenny’s cheek and turned her head toward the speaker.
Boom!!!
A pressure that seemed to pierce the soul made the woman tremble all over…
At this moment, the girl standing in front of her was no longer a thirteen-year-old spoiled noble daughter.
She was a reaper holding a scythe, ready to tear her soul apart at any moment.
“Did…I give you permission to speak?”
Ileya tilted her head, her crimson eyes filled with an air of rightful incomprehension.
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