What do you mean by "this is a dating game"?

Blackscale City has a port, which is considered one of the better developed areas in the border region.

The Lord of Blackscale City can be described as diligent and hardworking. He has accomplished many practical things in the years since taking office, such as laying tracks inside and outside the city and running magic-powered railcars.

"We're here! This is my home!"

The tram stops.

Xiyou pointed to a gray-white building not far away and said with a smile.

Sieg was quite satisfied: "It's right next to the station."

"Of course! I wouldn't rent it if it weren't near the station. Don't let its old and worn appearance fool you; the rent is actually higher than a brand-new adventure team headquarters!"

Is that so?

The two walked toward the regimental headquarters, and when they got closer, Sieg looked them over.

The main building is two stories high, with red bricks and green windows, and green vines climbing all over the gray and white exterior walls.

In front of the gate is a courtyard with a fountain, and next to it are several small buildings of varying widths, including stables, forges, and servants' quarters.

To the southeast, there are four or five acres of reclaimed land.

I don't know if it's a wheat field or a medicinal herb field, but it has a very lively atmosphere.

As I entered the courtyard, I saw a graceful woman standing at the entrance in the distance.

She was elegant and dressed in a business suit, looking capable and professional.

"……demon?"

Sieg's eyesight was now excellent, and he immediately saw that the woman had a long, thin tail with a gelatinous texture and a heart-shaped end.

She looks like a succubus!

However, she didn't have the thick ram horns that all succubi have on their foreheads.

Sieg asked in surprise, "A half-succubus? She's a hybrid?"

"That's a lesbian."

With a hiss.

Grapefruit looked a little embarrassed; she didn't really know how to face Ms. Lala.

No matter how I face it, it feels unnatural.

She said, "You know, I'm working for Professor Oz now. Ms. Lala is a Tier 3 adventurer. She's Professor Oz's 'mentor,' and she supposedly attended a specialized school in the Scorched Earth. She's in charge of planning adventures, so she's kind of our... advisor?"

Sieg nodded.

Grapefruit cautiously peered in and asked, "Big Root, you're not going to object, are you? Letting a half-breed command us or something."

Sieg waved his hand: "I have no prejudice against mixed-race people."

"Everyone says that, and I say that too. But in reality, everyone discriminates against hybrids. This race is really... full of criminals. Especially someone like Ms. Lala, a human-demon hybrid, so chaotic."

Grapefruit speaks frankly.

She added, "But I won't show it. After all, I am the daughter of the Morning Star family, and I am very polite."

What kind of politeness do you have?!

You hypocritical racist!

Siegfried became more diplomatic: "People should be judged by their abilities. Since she is an envoy sent by Lord Oz and has received an education, she is an intellectual, so I believe there are no problems with her character."

"Ha... I hope so."

As they spoke, the two had already arrived at the door.

Ms. Lala said with a smile, "Ms. Grapefruit, you're back."

"You're back! Lala, you're too kind. You didn't need to wait for me at the door."

It's completely different from before.

Grapefruit flashed a very lively smile and responded very attentively, truly a master of disguise.

She pointed at Sieg and said, "This is Dagen, the adventurer I met in the Moon Forest, and he's now part of the team!"

Is that so?

Lala looked at Sieg, about to say something, when she suddenly saw Sieg extend his hand and say, "Hello, Ms. Lala!"

She hesitated for a moment, then shook hands with Sieg: "Hello."

As a half-succubus, Lala's pupils are different from those of humans; they are purple eyes that glow in low light.

Apart from her neck, she didn't expose a single inch of skin.

But her sexual tension remained undiminished.

The undulating curves look as if they've been measured with a ruler, smooth and silky to the eye, like an expensive sports car, full of streamlined beauty.

She was wearing a pair of dark brown python skin gloves.

The gloves were so thin they felt like a second skin to her.

Lala noticed that Sieg was staring at her gloves thoughtfully and asked, "Mr. Daigen, what's wrong?"

No. Your gloves are beautiful.

"……Thanks."

Lala pulled her hand away and said to Grapefruit, "I have to go out for a bit, and I probably won't be back before dinner."

"Okay! Be careful on your journey!"

Grapefruit watched Lala walk away.

She suddenly let out a long sigh and said, "I'm sweating again. I get so nervous every time I talk to Ms. Lala. What if she finds out I actually dislike her, and she holds a grudge and talks badly about me to Mr. Oz? What should I do then?"

Sieg looked at her suspiciously: "Is it possible that this lesbian already knew you were against her?"

"How could that be?! You're lying!"

Xiyou's pupils dilated; she seemed genuinely worried about this.

……

……

The two entered the house, and Xiyou summoned the demon messenger to report everything she had seen in the Moon Forest to Oz.

Soon, a reply came from Oz.

Grapefruit unfolded the letter and suddenly said, "Heh heh. That's an exaggeration."

She handed the letter to Sieg, which contained information about Emilia's situation.

Emilia is safe now.

She has returned to the city lord's mansion, and the murder case has been largely solved.

The Blackscale City Lord personally reported the situation to Oz.

He said—

It wasn't her sister Ethan who wanted to kill Emilia, but her stepmother.

The Blackscale Lord has his wife under control; if Emila dies a violent death, his wife should pay with her life.

But since Emila was unharmed, the Lord of Blackscale City let her go for the time being. He promised Emila that she would not encounter similar dangers again and sent his wife back to her parents' home to reflect on her actions.

After all, they were Emilia's elders, family members; the matter should be considered closed here.

Sieg recalled the scene he saw when Emilia prayed to him.

At that time, the guards who wanted to kill her did not directly say that Ethan was the mastermind.

But what they were shouting was indeed "for the Second Miss," not "for the Madam."

Sieg folded the letter and asked, "What do you think?"

Xiyou sprawled on the sofa, her two smooth, white legs stretched out on the coffee table: "What? How do you see it?"

"This wasn't done by Peach's sister, but by her stepmother? And what kind of 'sending her back to her parents' home' is that? It's like a slap on the wrist."

"I don't know. However, I do know that Lord Wood has a strong preference for Ethan. He's put it this way, so unless Teacher Oz is dissatisfied and insists on the truth and severe punishment, this is the final outcome."

seem……

That makes sense.

Sieg asked, "Will Oz persist?"

Grapefruit paused for a moment, then said with unusual seriousness, "Probably not. The teacher has already done her best; she doesn't need to do so much for Peach."

"...That's true."

Sieg put himself in Oz's shoes and thought that if he were Oz, he probably wouldn't pursue the matter further.

Why should she, an outsider, meddle in other people's family affairs?

As for Emilia—

For her, the murder came too suddenly and ended too hastily.

She is safe for now.

But she must have felt very helpless.

Family is a person's warmest and safest harbor, a place where one returns home.

And now.

Those who see Emilia as an enemy and want to get rid of her are precisely those who come from the infighting and persecution within the family!

She has nowhere to go.

Just thinking about it sent chills down Sieg's spine. The oppression and despair that Emila, who had personally experienced all of this, felt was something that he, as an outsider, could not possibly comprehend.

Grapefruit looked at the silent Sieg and asked, "Dagen, do you know Peach?"

"I don't know him."

"Why are you so serious? You're making me feel heavy-hearted too."

Sieg laughed and said, "I'm a born righteous person, and I can't stand injustice."

"Wow. That's an exaggeration."

Grapefruit laughed, "What a coincidence! I'm also a born righteous person, and we seem to get along very well. I'll write to Peach right now and invite her to join my team. You shouldn't have any objections, right?"

Sieg didn't even lift his eyelids: "You're the captain, you're the one who calls the shots."

"I'll write the letter right now!"