Guild Boss's Ambition

Although the tone was still calm, I could always feel a sense of loss and sadness floating in it. Seeing this sad and beautiful scene like flowers withering and the moon passing away, how could I say no? In the end, I could only force a sunny smile under Miss Anne's mischievous eyes and accept the manuscript: "Of course I am willing! As long as it is written by Berlane, I will read it to the end regardless of whether it is good or bad!"

"Thank you."

Seeing that I "gladly" accepted the manuscript, Berlane hugged me tightly and intimately. Considering her usual cold and aloof behavior, such a hug could be described as priceless. But no matter how fragrant her body was, I, who had no interest in harem novels, still couldn't get excited.

"Alas, now that I have my girlfriend, I can't stop reading this book."

Then, on this leisurely afternoon, I sat in the stone house with Blanche, staring at the paper motionlessly. She wrote silently over there, and I read quietly over here. But writing is ultimately not as fast as reading. It didn’t take me many cups of sleeping pills to finish the progress of the novel that Blanche had given me. I burst into tears on the spot.

"Woo! Berlani is such an idiot! You are so cruel! Can't you find a woman who truly loves the king? The Queen wants to avenge her father all day long, Concubine Mu is just a bitch who loves money, and the girl who grew up with him as a childhood sweetheart is married off for political reasons. The king has done too much!"

"Right, right! Xiaolan, you also think that Berlane is going too far, right?"

At this time, Anne, who had been hesitant to speak for a long time, finally couldn't help but come over and resolutely joined the readers in denouncing the author: "Mr. King is such a good man with both talent and character! What do you mean by our monarch is so licentious? Obviously, those 100 concubines are not what the king wants. What he wants is someone who truly loves him!"

"For example, Mr. Prime Minister!" I echoed.

"Yes, for example, Mr. Prime Minister! Even a man is better than a woman!" Anne shouted indignantly.

"No, they are not set up like that..."

Berlane seemed to have something to say, but Miss Kololo, who was not far away, heard the news and came over at this time: "Yes, yes, what's good about heterosexuality? We homosexuals are simpler! The king must be paired with the prime minister. Even if the prime minister dies halfway due to a terminal illness, the majestic general is a hundred times better than those monsters in the harem!"

"Um... Actually... Yo-n-yo-yo..."

Faced with the rage of the readers, Berlane opened her lips slightly, as if she wanted to explain something. But at this juncture, she had no time to explain more. To prevent the author from revealing the plot in advance, Sister Annie immediately slapped the literary girl hard on both cheeks, causing her face to become distorted and her speech to become slurred.

Anne cursed viciously, "Don't spoil the story! Be careful or you'll run out of toilet paper for the rest of your life!"

In this case, all Blanchett could do was shut up and remain silent for a while.

Seeing this, Miss Kellogg comforted her and said, "As readers, we all want to see the protagonist have a happy ending, but please write the story you really want to write, Berlane. I believe that as long as it is written by Berlane, no matter whether the ending of the story is sad or happy, it will be a memory that can leave an impression on readers."

"But Luo Luo is right!"

I agreed with what Miss Transvestite said, nodded vigorously, and said happily, "Instead of wasting time paying attention to the fantasies of us readers, you might as well spend more time writing a few pages. I can't wait to know which concubine is secretly having a lesbian affair with the queen! And more! Will Concubine Mu really accept the temptation and poison the wine to murder her husband?"

Berlane blinked and answered calmly, "The one who had an affair with the queen—"

With a slap, at the critical moment, Sister Annie slapped the girl in the face again.

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The half-elf said apologetically, "I'm sorry, dear Berlane, I really don't want to hit you, but you should also understand that going to the bathroom without toilet paper is a very tricky situation. Uh... this is all the fault of those two idiots, Kololo and Xiaolan. If they hadn't led you to spoil the plot, I wouldn't have had to be so cruel!"

Berlani stroked half of her face helplessly and said calmly, "Well, I won't say anything."

Then the literary girl really said nothing! Then, Berlane continued to write her novel in silence. Although her pretty poker face was half red, she still showed no emotion. Seeing the girl acting like this, Sister Annie, who had just tried to silence her, was immediately worried.

"What should we do...is he angry?" Annie asked us with a shrug.

In order to find out the truth, I asked Berlani, who was standing next to me on the left, across a beer mug, "Senior Berlani, the slap that Sister Annie gave me just now was just an accident. You shouldn't be angry, right?"

Hearing this, Berlani shook her pen and replied faintly, "I'm not angry."

"Are you really not angry?"

I cast a puzzled look at Miss Kololo on my right, seeking the professional advice of this female psychologist.

The transvestite nodded and said with a smile, "I suddenly remembered that I have something to do in the kitchen. You three can chat slowly."

Me & Annie: “…”

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59. Instructions for use of Berlane (Little Blue)

(Ulu-Lannon)

After watching the fake girl deserter leave with indignant eyes, Sister Annie and I fell into this unusual silence again. Even though Blanny had said that she was not angry, if she was just saying one thing and thinking another, and was still very upset in secret, then if Annie and I talked happily again, I was afraid that it would cause her serious secondary harm.

At this time, Berlani said quietly: "I'm really not angry."

It would have been fine if she hadn't said anything, but when she suddenly brought up the same old tune again, our nerves, which had been gradually relaxing, immediately bounced back to their lowest point. We were so scared that our spines straightened at the same time, and we looked at each other in cold sweat.

After a while, Sister Annie asked stiffly and flatteringly, "Well, how about I mix you a cup of sleeping fragrance to moisten your throat?"

Berlane looked up at her and replied calmly, "No, I'm not thirsty, and I'm not angry."

"Oh, that's it."

Sister Annie forced a bitter smile, then turned around and dragged me to a far distance away from the table to start a secret meeting.

The red-haired half-elf whispered frantically for help: "Hey, hey, hey, why do I always feel like things are not going well!"

I nodded in agreement and calmly analyzed, "Did you notice that too? Just now, Berlane used the word "no" three times in one sentence. This word "no" is very interesting from a literary perspective! It is a word that naturally carries a negative tone. As a literary girl, Berlane couldn't possibly not know this."

"I see—" Anne stroked her chin calmly and asked, "In other words, she is angry?"

I looked at Blanny from a distance and shook my head, saying, "I'm not sure yet. But I feel like today's Blanny is a little different from usual Blanny. What's the difference?"

"Ah! It's lipstick!"

Sister Annie suddenly screamed, then lowered her voice and said, "Before, Brannie would only wear girlish lip balm, which was almost the same as not wearing anything. But today, her lipstick style is a little more adult and sexy. But... this change in makeup should have nothing to do with whether she is angry or not, right?"

I used my imagination to respond calmly: "It doesn't matter? How can it not matter? Don't underestimate any change in the way human women dress! Girls of Berlani's age are very slender, especially when it comes to cosmetics that they have to put on their faces to meet people. Every choice they make is carefully considered!"

"Huh? Is that so? Gu Shan and I are both casual." Annie asked in confusion.

"wrong!"

I shook my finger and argued, "First, humans and half-elves are two completely different races. Second, Gu Shan and Berlane are creatures from two completely different dimensions. You three cannot be compared with each other. And based on my daily observations, President Ehard, who is also a young girl, is also extremely concerned about her image in front of others."

"Really? Xiao Meng'er will also pay attention to his image?" Annie asked with doubtful eyes blinking.

"The answer is hair!"

I held up a bunch of my hair and said, "Privately, Meng'er is very proud of her long golden hair. She has 14 kinds of shampoo and conditioner in her bathroom alone. And since her pocket money has increased, the number of headdresses and hats in her closet has also increased rapidly. It is said that sisters will influence each other. I believe that Berlane also has a certain love of beauty."

Anne nodded in agreement, and immediately fell into a deeper question: "So why did Berlane change to a more adult lipstick today? Did she want to make herself look more mature?"

I shook my head in disagreement and speculated, "The Blanche I know is not the kind of woman who relies on appearance to explain her inner self. The reason for choosing different lipsticks must be other factors, such as something that makes her feel that she has transformed and grown, or she wants to use this adult style to express her inner emotions."

“Just like how writers use poetry to express themselves?”

"That's right, our Miss Berlane is a shy person who likes this kind of style──"

puff!

At this moment, a snicker sounded quietly between Annie and me. Along with this naughty snicker, a familiar figure gradually emerged in front of us. Just by listening to the laughter, we could tell that this was a mischievous blue-haired fox, ViVi, also known as the Faceless Clown, one of the signature adventurers of our stone house.

"I say, you two are so funny, aren't you? It's obvious that Berlane didn't think anything, but you two are just guessing and imagining things. What are you trying to do? Is this fun? Or is this a new game joke that's popular among you girls on the board? Can you teach me how to play it?"

As soon as she appeared on the stage, this fox clown was in a posture that made people complain. She was such a young girl, but she was unwilling to correct her words and deeds. She insisted on painting her clean and lovely face to look like a heavy metal rock musician. She also didn't comb her hair properly, making it tower like the Leaning Tower of Pisa.

Annie was still the better player. This half-elf avoided all the complaints perfectly. She greeted them in a friendly manner, as if she didn't see anything strange. "Oh, it turned out to be you, ViVi. There was a voice in my ear for no reason. I almost thought I was hallucinating──"

After Sister Annie's ordinary performance, the waves in my heart calmed down a little, so I took up her conversation, put on a business-like smile and said, "Hmm? Dear Miss ViVi, from your tone, you seem to understand Berlane very well? Are you the worm in her stomach? How can you conclude that she is not angry at all?"

"Are you angry?"

The blue-haired clown glanced at Berlane and said with a cheerful laugh, "Although we don't know what bad things you did to her, she is clearly not angry now, but simply anxious, right? Pay attention and see if she has written anything? No! If this is not absent-mindedness, then what is absent-mindedness?!"

"Then why is Branny so absent-minded?" Anne asked puzzled.

At this point, I figured out about 70% of the truth, so I smiled bitterly: "If your two best friends suddenly sneaked away and talked privately behind your back, you would definitely be so curious that you would be distracted, right? Maybe, Blanny has been very frank from the beginning to now, she is really not angry, so she told us that she is not angry..."

"So, all that was just wishful thinking on our part?" Annie asked, frowning.

"That's probably all just wishful thinking on our part," I answered firmly.

At this time, Sister Annie's nitpicking personality secretly came online again: "What about lipstick? How do you explain the change in lipstick types? This shouldn't be an ordinary coincidence, right?"

Hearing Sister Annie's question, the fox clown suddenly covered his mouth and laughed.

As far as I know, ViVi seems to have some friendship with Berlane in private. Could it be that she knows something?

I turned my inquiring gaze to Miss Clown: "What's wrong? ViVi?"

Hearing this, the fox clown changed to a mysterious tone and said, "It's not appropriate for me to publicly explain such private matters. If you really care about Blanny, then why don't you confirm it with her in person? Woohoo, Miss Blanny is really a poor child. She doesn't even have a friend to confide in──"

"Is there something that is hard to say to you, Berlane?!"

After hearing what the fox clown said, Sister Annie suddenly became nervous.

Ever since Hai Lao passed away, Sister Annie has become more and more concerned about the affairs of the Ehard sisters. All day long, she either nags about the president's polite and well-mannered behavior, or worries that the literary girl over there is too obsessed with studying and looks like a single mother. As a result, Gu Shan has to come to me from time to time to worry about his fall from favor.

In short, in Sister Annie's own eyes, helping the Ehard sisters solve their problems is her duty as a senior!

Miss Fox held up her weird hairdo and said in an uncertain tone, "How should I put it? No matter how you think about it, it's something that most parents would want to get involved in, right? Especially for someone as young and sensitive as Blanny... Specifically, you should ask Blanny yourself. I'll leave now, bye──"

Just like that, the blue fox immediately activated the stealth effect of Mirage and slowly disappeared from our sight. Fortunately, her stealth skill called Mirage is not a national skill that can be seen everywhere, otherwise our world would really become very dangerous...

Recalling the plot of a certain crime movie about a transparent human world, I couldn't help but shudder. I secretly decided to let Bai Ye make a few more anti-wolf props with complete functions, and then equip them all on Lian'er and the others. In a place like ours with a room full of beauties, I would never believe that there would be no perverts attracted by the scent.

"No! Maybe the pervert has already appeared early! We just haven't noticed it yet!"

"Like using a mirage to sneak into a public bath and spy on women bathing..."

"Ugh...this is disgusting! If anyone does something like this to me, I will definitely throw him to Bai Ye for experimentation!"

Just when I was lost in thought because of the Mirage Stealth, Sister Annie on the other side had already returned to Berlane's side with a gentle big sister smile. Looking at the half-elf's maternal temperament, if she fails to dig out the literary girl's thoughts today, there is a nine-tenths chance that she will not give up easily.

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60. If I have sex with my sister, do I have to tell you? (Blanny)

(Branny Erhard)

Trouble has come upon me.

Since Hai Lao passed away, Sister Annie has begun to show even stronger maternal love towards us sisters.

To be honest, Sister Annie's gentleness has always been a refreshing relief in the eyes of my sister and me. Without her care and help, my sister and I might not have grown up so healthily today. After the death of our parents, her love filled the void in our hearts unconditionally, and prevented us from losing the focus of life and becoming devastated.

But Sister Annie’s care can sometimes become a problem for us.

There are some things that you may not be able to talk about even if the person you are talking to is your parents.

To put it another way, it is precisely because Anne is an elder who is as close to me as a parent that I find it difficult to tell her what happened between my sister and me. It is not that I am ashamed to speak up, but when parents or elders cannot understand the decisions and ideas of their younger generations, they will begin to worry endlessly.

If they are destined not to be understood, it is better to keep them in the dark.

The so-called openness between family members may not always be the truth. But then again, my sister's demon bloodline is not necessarily something that can be concealed. If the Rakshasa bloodline is revealed, then Annie and the others will follow this clue to trace the changes in the relationship between my sister and me...

That would very likely put my sister in an unfair position and would also affect her future marriage and reputation.

Even if overcoming the monster bloodline by one's own strength is a great feat, those boring people who love gossiping will still seize this opportunity to attack him. Furthermore, if those people knew that the president of the Stone House had touched his own sister, those unpleasant words about child brides would probably start to arise.

It is considered extremely dirty in the eyes of the public for a rich family to raise a daughter to carry on the family line.

Child brides are a stain on the feudal era.

I must not become a stain on my sister.

Or maybe to my sister herself, those gossips are just trivial matters compared to those of relatives, but from my point of view, not even a single word of them can be tolerated. My existence should not be the protagonist written in the main article, but only an anecdote that appears in unofficial history, a character that exists and does not exist.

That's right.

It would be best to keep this matter secret.

"Hey, Branny, ViVi said you have something on your mind but you can't tell me, is that true?"

Although I had a bad feeling when I saw the fox clown appear, I didn't expect Annie to ask so directly because of her influence. Faced with this straight ball, I panicked for a moment, but my poker face still bought me a lot of time, allowing me, who is not good at immediate response, to have enough buffer time.

After sufficient consideration, I said bluntly: "It's not me who is in trouble, it's my sister's side."

“Ohh—”

At this moment, Xiao Lan responded as if she had understood the situation: "Are you talking about President Ehard's monster bloodline? Bai Ye told me this morning that she would be in charge of the whole process. Looking at her extremely confident attitude, I think the president's health should be fine. Just relax, Berlani!"

"We're saved! Thank you, Xiaolan!"

As I was filled with gratitude, Sister Annie on the other side also soared an octave in surprise: "Hey - such an important matter, why didn't you two tell me? Berlane! Xiaolan! What is that monster bloodline? Is it harmful to the body? Does Meng'er still recognize us? Will she suddenly go crazy and hurt others?"

"Calm down! Sister Annie!"