Chapter 60: Truly Gone Mad?!

Why are there still experts showing up?!

Luo Miu felt like his brain had just taken an uppercut from Tyson.

Money, gear—he couldn’t even give them away now!?

Did her brain get scorched by dragon’s blood, or is she just desperate to be my lapdog?

“Senior, what did you just say… I might not have heard you clearly.”

Taking a deep breath, Luo Miu forced down the blood pressure pounding in his throat.

Don’t get agitated.

Hallucinations are normal, it’s just the pressure lately—his thoughts must be going haywire.

How could she refuse…

“I said, I refuse.”

……

Luo Miu was speechless for a moment, then asked again:

“So you mean, you’re refusing dignity, refusing the ointment that can treat your bloodline problem, and even refusing a year of freedom… Is that right?”

“Yes, I refuse.” Silvia answered for the third time.

Three times! Three times!!

What is up with this woman?!

Meeting her gaze, Luo Miu felt as if the logic of his two lifetimes was getting battered by her words.

What was that look in her eyes?

Sympathy, pity, resolve… a mix of incomprehensible emotions, leaving people completely confused!

“Senior, thirty percent is already a bit over market price. It’s enough for you to recover most of your losses.”

“As for this ointment…”

He pointed to the porcelain bottle he’d just rubbed on the back of her hand.

“I admit, this thing was tailor-made for you.”

“Right now, as long as you nod, whether it’s losses or personal problems, everything can be solved. You don’t need to…”

“No need?”

Silvia gave a light laugh, tinged with a kind of sorrow that seemed to see through everything.

“The reason is, I can’t let you take such a huge risk for me.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Luo Miu felt his temples throbbing wildly.

“This is a transaction, don’t think so highly of yourself.”

Risk?

Me, for a woman from a yuri game?

What an insult!

“Is that so?”

Silvia took a step forward, her vertical pupils locking onto him.

“Then tell me, was the order Kafnir gave you really ‘thirty percent’?”

……

Luo Miu’s mouth opened, then closed.

He wanted to come clean, but not a word would come out.

Did Kafnir give me an order?

When did he ever give me an order?

And, this counts as interfering in the wager too?!

The moral bottom line of this contract is actually quite sensitive!!

“See, Luo Miu, you can’t explain it at all.”

Silvia’s tone grew even more certain.

“You violated his order and raised the price by twenty percent on your own. You think I wouldn’t notice?”

Utter nonsense!

Luo Miu felt the world spinning around him.

“Senior, whatever you’re thinking, you’d best abandon that ignorant, shallow idea right now.”

Luo Miu was completely at a loss.

Great, now there’s a contract gag order—how could he possibly explain things to this woman?

“Is it me who’s ignorant, or is it just that you can’t hide your thoughts at all?”

The pity in Silvia’s eyes deepened.

“Are you being bound by his contract? It’s all right, I understand. You don’t need to say anything more.”

“Luo Miu.”

Silvia’s voice suddenly softened, gentle as a sigh.

“Thank you for your kindness. But I can’t accept this ointment.”

She paused, her gaze sweeping across the empty cargo crates of the Chief Squad.

She also looked over the materials that once belonged to her but were now just loss goods.

“Losing is losing.”

“I, Silvia Valentine, can afford to lose.”

Luo Miu saw that expression appear on her face—the pride of someone born for greatness, or perhaps a kind of tragic self-sacrifice.

But the problem is…

You can afford to lose, but what about me!?

Isn’t this just self-pity to move yourself??

“This outcome…”

Luo Miu gritted his teeth, feeling his temples pounding harder.

“Are you really sure about this?” The contract wouldn’t allow him to state his true intentions.

Now, even showing his displeasure was the only thing left he could do.

“I know.”

Silvia nodded.

“This isn’t what you want. It’s what Kafnir wants. You just… have no choice.”

“And now, you need a trustworthy ally, someone outside who can share your secrets.”

“I’ll help you, help you escape his clutches—even if it’s as a contract slave.”

Luo Miu: “-.”

Where did Kafnir get such ‘clutches,’ may I ask?!

At last, he understood why Silvia looked at him with that expression.

“I’ve become the innocent one now?!”

In her eyes, he wasn’t some mastermind at all, but just a puppet pushed to the front by Kalienina.

Now, this puppet has a sudden conscience, risking his master’s wrath to resist and secretly offer some compensation to her, the “victim.”

And she, the great heir of the Valentine family, resolutely chose to give up so as not to drag down this “conscientious chess piece”!

How moving!

How stirring!

Give me a break!

Is this even something a human could come up with?!

Is this… right?

No, this is wrong!!!

What’s even scarier.

With the way this dragon girl’s mind worked, the more he struggled, the more he seemed like the “pitiful pawn rebelling against his master.”

No matter what he said, she would twist it into something else.

Close to god, maybe, but far from human already!

“Pack these things up and stack them in the warehouse. No more sales,” Silvia ordered her attendants.

“And tidy my personal belongings. Only take the lightest essentials.”

Luo Miu tried to struggle: “I think there’s still room to discuss this!”

“No, there isn’t.”

Silvia turned around, looking Luo Miu in the eyes with a cool smile he’d never seen in the game’s illustrations.

“This is my decision. It has nothing to do with you.”

……

What favored daughter of heaven, SSR?

She’s just a complete divine being!!

‘Nothing to do with me,’ my foot!

Isn’t this sealing my fate as the real villain cuckold?

Who knows when the dev team’s malice might strike me down!

Just thinking about it is annoying!

Your Excellency!

At this moment, Ibuki Mio finally stepped out from the onlookers and came to Luo Miu’s side.

“As expected of you, to so easily shatter her confidence.”

“This must be what they call a blow to both body and soul, right?”

“I didn’t do anything, really.”

Luo Miu felt like his tone was as dead as a zombie crawling out of a grave.

“What did I even do wrong…”

Did nothing?

Ibuki Mio thought for a moment and nodded. “I’ve learned a lot.”

Indeed, from a practical standpoint, Luo Miu had simply handed the right job to the right person and offered some verbal prodding and tests.

To achieve such overwhelming success—he did nothing, and yet it seemed as if he’d done everything!

So this is what they call mastery behind the scenes!

Truly worthy of him.

It was precisely this final victory—Silvia’s voluntary withdrawal—that made Ibuki Mio more convinced than ever—

That all her judgments and actions so far had been within Luo Miu’s plans!

But… what exactly was in that contract?

Why did he go to such lengths, pulling out all the stops to engage Silvia in such a massive commercial battle?

And that contract even seemed to concern a personal matter!

As for doing something wrong, it must just mean the plan wasn’t thorough enough, and the trade caravan’s return process still had some issues!

Making him reflect on whether there was a problem with how he set the question!

“Your Excellency is still too gentle.”

Ibuki Mio’s heart warmed.

Unwilling to be harsh, yet every word carried a hint.

She had to deepen her understanding and consider things more thoroughly in order to better carry out his plans…

As for the contract’s contents.

Since he repeatedly mentioned number thirteen, it meant that tomorrow it would all be revealed, right?

What kind of surprise would it be?