But…should he remind her or not?
Were the two sides…really considered allies now?
Loki pondered this, but the next moment, he suddenly felt a chill down his spine…
When he turned around, he locked eyes with a pair of red pupils!
“Ugh…”
His body shuddered slightly as if he had just received an electric shock.
He almost forgot—that Bloodflower Demon was here too…
If, earlier, Loki had still felt a little indignant after realizing what was going on, now…after witnessing the young lady execute Bijia and her son in the street, he felt that his own experience…
Actually wasn’t so bad.
It might even have been kind of…enjoyable—no, he meant lucky.
Forget it.
They had already reached an understanding before.
The two sides could be considered allies.
He should find an opportunity to remind Miss Jenny.
Loki gave a flattering smile in that direction, then quickly looked away.
Even if they were allies…he really didn’t want any contact with that Bloodflower Demon—not even eye contact.
Without further ado, as the guiding horns sounded, the Blue Crow Mercenary Corps began their departure!
They could either use carriages provided by the mercenary corps or use their own.
Of course, the young lady had no interest in squeezing into a carriage with others, so Amisa continued to drive her carriage, following behind the mercenary convoy.
“Hmm…”
Watching the back of her maid, Irelia couldn’t help but sigh inwardly.
She was indeed different from Yumina.
Although she also followed every order without question, her personality was too quiet, a bit timid and shy…she didn’t like to speak on her own.
Although Irelia sensed that she might not be an ordinary person…was it really okay?
Well, if Mother allowed her to come along, it must mean Amisa had the ability to protect herself—or even protect her.
In that case, the breakthrough point in this team might be…
Irelia turned her gaze to the side, where Veil was squatting on the ground, seemingly watching a trail of ants moving.
Should be fine, right?
That girl was hopeless in most areas, but when it came to taking hits…she was incredibly tough.
“Let’s go, dumb maid!”
Irelia walked up to Veil and lightly kicked her on the butt.
“Ugh! O-okay, I get it!”
The goddess turned around and gave her master a displeased glare, timidly responding.
But in her heart, she had already punched Irelia a dozen times.
Clip-clop clip-clop…
The mercenary convoy departed from the south gate of the Crystal Capital, heading toward Mine No. 13.
At this pace, barring any accidents, the group would likely arrive at Mine No. 13 sometime after noon…
The first part of the journey was mostly uneventful, and around noon, they stopped for a break.
Ordinary mercenary groups would just eat some dry rations, drink some water, discuss tactics, and then continue on their way.
But…these weren’t just ordinary mercenaries.
Letting the guards chew on dry rations was one thing—but there was no way these noble heirs would tolerate eating such things for lunch.
With no choice, Blue Crow had to agree to their suggestion of starting a fire and cooking a proper meal.
Of course…there was another way to resolve this: if Jenny spoke up, the group might still give some face to this popular “Demon’s Retainer.”
Blue Crow and Nolan both subtly hinted at Jenny, but she took this opportunity to go report the current situation to the young lady instead—completely ignoring their signals.
Using the excuse of “looking for a friend,” she walked toward Irelia’s carriage.
“This woman…”
Watching the halted convoy, Blue Crow could no longer hide the dissatisfaction in his eyes.
“Blue Crow!”
Sensing his friend’s displeasure, Nolan quickly stepped up and patted him on the shoulder.
“No need to argue with her. We still need to fight alongside her later, and she brought over twenty professional mercenaries. That’s a big help to the battle.”
“…Of course I know that.”
Blue Crow shook off Nolan’s hand with a hint of irritation in his tone.
“Vonsen?”
Nolan was starting to realize that something seemed…off with Blue Crow?
At the same moment, Blue Crow also became aware of his own inappropriate behavior.
He reached up and gently rubbed his temples.
“Sorry. Too many things are spinning out of control. I’m just…sigh, just feeling a little on edge.”
So that’s how it was…
Nolan sighed and nodded slightly.
That made sense.
And the biggest source of uncertainty…was Miss Jenny.
No wonder Blue Crow was so agitated.
Even so, thanks to her presence, the mercenary group’s strength was nearly doubled.
You could say…it was a blessing in disguise.
“Miss Dingzhen!”
After finally shaking off the crowd of people asking after her well-being and trying to strike up conversation, Jenny arrived in front of the young lady’s carriage, holding a large bundle in her arms.
At this moment, a small fire was burning in front of Irelia.
Four people were sitting around it.
Three of them were roasting dry rations over the flames, and the tall “Axe Knight” just sat there motionless beside the fire— giving off a rather intense pressure.
“Eh? M-Miss Dingzhen is eating…this?”
Jenny blinked in surprise.
She thought the young lady would be more delicate and refined…
“Hmm? Ah…it’s all the same to me. As long as it fills me up.”
Irelia lightly shook the piece of dry rations in her hand.
Only then did Jenny notice that the hard-looking rations actually had little red and green specks—apparently some kind of dried fruit mixed in.
“I see…”
Jenny gave a small smile, then set her bundle on the ground and opened it.
Inside were neatly stacked lunch boxes.
Once opened, they revealed a variety of delicate side dishes, fruits, and desserts.
Irelia and Amisa didn’t show much reaction, but Miss Veil’s eyes widened in delight like she had just discovered a treasure trove.
“I made these myself. If you don’t mind, please give them a try~”
Jenny said as she opened the boxes, her light green cat-like eyes stealing a glance at Irelia…
Her face gradually began to turn red.
“Then I won’t hold back~”
But…before the young lady could even move, the goddess couldn’t hold back anymore.
She instantly picked up a piece of bacon-wrapped lettuce-like vegetable and stuffed it into her mouth, her face lighting up with bliss.
“Ugh~ You…you made this?”
It was so good…even better than what the top chefs in the Marquis’ castle made!
Was she secretly a culinary genius?
“Uh…ah~ Of course. I made it yesterday…just for the young lady~”
Jenny forced a twitching smile and subtly reminded her.
“It’s so delicious!”
But…this kind of “subtle” hint flew completely over Veil’s head.
She simply followed her heart, using her chopsticks like a whirlwind and stuffing more and more food into her mouth!
In the end…more than half of the lovingly prepared bento was devoured by the goddess.
Irelia only had a few bites, and the reasonably normal Amisa ate only her dry rations.
“Hmm~ It really is good. If you weren’t already so capable, Jenny, I’d honestly consider hiring you as my private chef at the castle.”
Fortunately, after tasting Jenny’s cooking, the young lady gave it a rather positive review.
“Hehe…You flatter me, my lady. They’re just a few simple homemade dishes.”
Jenny, who had spent an entire night carefully preparing the meal, finally felt a little consoled.
However…after that lunch, whenever the “Demon’s Retainer” looked at the goddess again, her eyes carried a hint of hostility.