They're not even human anymore; those wicked women can cry even more miserably.

She was speechless with astonishment.

Her red lips parted slightly, her eyes widened, and she looked completely bewildered.

What did she hear?

Why can't she understand what she hears when she knows each word individually, but when they're put together?

It's okay if you don't understand, Nia will take care of it.

She turned her head, her eyes filled with deep admiration, her voice soft and obedient, brimming with girlish expectations.

"Master~!"

The moment the word "master" was uttered, two dogs were simultaneously cleaved in two.

Long looked over in disbelief.

Is she trying to steal my spot?

Lilith also took a step back in shock.

Then, regret completely took over his mind.

Waaaaah, I want Yu Yu!

It was my idea, and I even paid for it, so why did Char get the benefit?!

Watching helplessly as the peach that belonged to me flew to someone else's plate is enough to make me cry.

Lilith is heartbroken.

But all I can do is console myself with this thought.

Char is my fiancé, so what's his is mine?

Well, Nia is Ya's slave, and Ya is his lapdog. So, to put it simply, Nia is his.

After repeating this process three times, Lilith finally regained her confidence.

Although there were some deviations and some unexpected events, as long as I handle this sycophant well, what difference is there between him and me?

As for whether she can win over Char?

Needless to say!

Despite a recent minor setback, Lilith remains confident in herself.

Although she couldn't quite get the hang of it yet, Lilith's gaze as she looked at Nia carried a hint of satisfied appreciation.

Sooner or later, she will be mine!

Of course, Lilith wore a magnanimous smile on her face.

"What a grateful little sprite."

The person you should be grateful to is me! It's me!

"Since you are so sincere, then I will accept you on your behalf."

So wouldn't it be better to just come with me?

"But don't worry, if he dares to bully you, just tell me, and I will definitely stand up for you."

That way, I'll have a reason to bring Senior Nia directly to my side.

Nia hugged Xia even tighter.

She nestled close to Char, looking very petite and dependent.

However, she whispered in Char's ear.

"Do you like this kind of game, Master?"

Her voice was delicate and ethereal, like the soft song of a nightingale, intoxicating yet known only to herself.

That was a captivating charm completely different from her innocent and youthful appearance and gentle and elegant temperament.

Like a little devil.

They grasp the weaknesses of human nature, stir up desires, and yet manipulate them at will.

Xia Ya tilted his head slightly, looking at the beautiful smile on her face.

Pure as an angel.

Her ankle-length blonde hair added a touch of sanctity to her.

Sure enough, she's naturally dark-skinned.

Xia sighed inwardly.

Although I already knew about her attributes, seeing this for the first time still gave me a bit of a headache.

That's tough to deal with!

Char was having quite a headache.

But overall, he has now gained another trump card to save his life.

A smile appeared on his face.

Although he was looking at Nia, he was speaking to Lilith.

"Don't worry, I will treat her well."

The headache is real, the helplessness is real, and this statement is also real.

The elven princess, who holds the reins of power, is naturally a formidable weapon.

Nia's face still held a pure smile, exuding a complex aura that was both ethereal and demonic.

She looked at Xia, a little puzzled in her heart.

She could feel Xia's genuine care, and also the complex...pity in his heart?

Char was now reflecting on the destiny she would face in the future...

His relaxed expression turned serious again.

In the game, she will have to make choices.

The chosen path may seem to be controlled by the player, but in reality, the ending is already predetermined.

It's either left or right.

There is only one choice between the two.

But this is reality now.

He doesn't need to follow a predetermined plot; he can follow his heart and find a way to achieve the best of both worlds.

Therefore, he refused to choose.

We're all adults, who's going to have to choose between two options?

He wants them all!

With her battle robes fluttering and her wide cloak billowing, the female knight, clad in black armor, dismounted with a swift movement and strode into the house.

The jet-black armor clung to her graceful figure, and her dark green hair, blown by the wind, parted slightly, revealing a handsome face with a touch of heroism.

Her wheat-colored skin added a touch of powerful beauty to her appearance.

His expression was serious and upright, with only a hint of expectation in the depths of his eyes.

When she finally saw the figure that had almost solidified in her mind, a look of excitement and guilt flashed in the eyes of the female knight.

The silver-haired figure paused slightly, a vague sense of unease creeping in.

She turned around and saw the knight with dark green hair kneeling on one knee.

"Your Highness, I'm sorry, it's Afu who's late and couldn't be by your side at such an important moment as your enrollment!"

Afu genuinely admitted her mistake and apologized.

Although she knew that the princess was starting school this month, she should have been by her side.

However, due to mission commitments, he was unable to return for a long time.

The knight's failure to protect the princess was already a dereliction of duty.

Violet looked at the figure that appeared before her, her eyes flashing with excitement, but also with a hint of grievance.

It was as if it was complaining, "Why did you take so long to arrive?"

But when Aphrodite bowed deeply, lowering her proud head to beg for her forgiveness, Violet quickly stepped forward.

She helped Afu up, her expression slightly reproachful.

"Afu, how can we be so distant after all the years we've known each other since childhood?"

Violet grasped Aphrodite's arms and lifted her up.

"I've already said, just treat me as a friend."

A warm smile flashed in Afu's eyes, and she felt comforted.

But she always remembered her identity.