As a villain, I really don't want to be pursued by the heroine.

However, Lyanna insisted on the topic and asked with a hint of resentment, "Why?"

"because......"

Before Roy could finish, Lyanna came over as if she had been prepared. She said aggressively, "It's just for one afternoon. I'll be back in the evening. I won't take up your time or theirs. Also, this is just this once. As you wish, I won't bother you again."

"If you can't do it even once, then I, senior sister, will be really sad." Lyanna said, lowering her head again, looking very sad.

Of course Roy would no longer believe in her acting skills.

However, if it's the last time, it's not impossible to consider it...

But did this bad woman really just want to go out and have fun? One last time, wasn't she going to take advantage of this last chance to do something?

Roy hadn't forgotten how he almost got charmed before.

Seeing the young man ponder for a moment, his expression changing back and forth, and finally about to open his mouth to make a decision, Lyanna suddenly raised her fingertips and blocked his lips.

At the moment when the boy's pupils trembled, Lyanna whispered in his ear and smiled faintly.

"Just think of it as playing with me, okay?"

Lyanna's tone was calm, and Roy couldn't see her expression. However, a faint tremor that didn't seem like hers came from between her lips.

After a moment's silence, Roy finally nodded.

"Don't get me wrong, like you said, I'm just playing with you."

"Well, that's enough."

Lyanna shrank back, the corners of her mouth did not rise, but a hint of hazy surprise appeared in her eyes.

Roy was a little afraid to look at such a look.

That afternoon, a carriage with a blue magic book hanging on it slowly drove out of the school gate.

The carriage did not stop until it entered the city and turned several corners before it came to a deserted deer path.

After watching the young man and girl, both wearing robes and hoods, get off the carriage, the middle-aged man in a blue robe inside the carriage reluctantly forced a fake smile: "Have fun."

The girl raised her head and smiled faintly. Even though half of her face was covered, a beautiful curve was still revealed. "Thank you, Lord Randy, for your help."

"I will keep your little hobby a secret from your wife."

"Thank you."

The middle-aged man's face was as frighteningly stiff as a frog being stared at by a snake. Then he shook his head, retreated into the carriage in embarrassment, and drove away.

Roy, who was standing by, was speechless.

Today was not the weekend, and he was originally curious about how Lyanna would sneak out of the academy.

Due to the previous attack by [Withering of All Things], security has been tightened in all parts of the academy, and even every entry and exit of the academy has to go through layers of inspections.

Who would have thought that she actually bribed a great magician who came to the college to discuss academic issues, and sneaked out in his car!

You know, magicians and nobles are hard to be impressed by money.

"I'm really curious how you bribed that guy."

"Nothing. That guy tried to make a move on me during the exchange meeting—ah, is he jealous?"

Roy returned a cold stare.

"Don't worry, he didn't succeed. Instead, I found evidence that he was having an affair with my sister-in-law. After that, he became a kind uncle." Lyanna said with interest, her tone as light as if she was in love with some cute little animal.

Lyanna is not a good person, but a witch who is good at both the black and white worlds, so Roy never worried about her safety from the beginning.

"But is it really okay for the student council president to skip school? If someone sees him, won't he be kicked out of the school?" Roy frowned as he looked at the people coming and going in the distance.

There were some people in the crowd who asked for leave.

Lyanna shrugged nonchalantly. "I wasn't a good kid anyway."

"Besides, I have people in the academy who will turn a blind eye to this kind of thing."

Well, considering that Lyanna also had to manage her identity as the Snake-Eyed Witch, she must have sneaked out quite often. No wonder this guy was so adept at skipping school.

Roy, the good student who had skipped school for the first time in two lifetimes, could only shake his head helplessly. You know, when he was recovering from his injury, he had also taken a formal leave.

"Well, let's stop talking about boring topics here."

Lyanna reached down and slid off her robe, revealing her new garment.

It's like a treasure that has been buried in the dust has finally come to light.

Unlike the usual school uniform skirt, Lyanna now wears a beige shirt on the upper body and a slim brown jacket, which outlines her graceful curves that are both plump and slender. Her lower body is lightly corseted with a brown long skirt. Under the hem of the skirt, you can vaguely see the transparent and delicate black stockings and high-heeled short boots that wrap her jade feet.

Beneath her long, flowing hair, she bore the demure and elegant features of a lady from a prominent family, or perhaps even a distinguished student. Yet, beneath her long, thick lashes, her dark purple eyes shone with an unfathomable luster, lending her a charming air.

"Shouldn't boys say something at times like this?"

Roy came back to his senses and looked away, then replied calmly, "It's okay."

Lyanna chuckled, but didn't point out the boy's bravado. She just pretended to be thoughtful and said, "Ah, maybe you should wear something more revealing next time?"

These words made Roy imagine some strange things. Lyanna's dress was actually quite reserved, only occasionally revealing a hint of mature womanly sensuality. If she was willing to reveal a little more, such as a slip dress, it would be too...

"Ah, are you imagining me being shy?"

"no!"

The boy's rebuttal made Lyanna burst into laughter again.

Roy also agreed to take off his outer robe, revealing his casual clothes.

The slim-fitting black jacket, simple white shirt, and smooth blue trousers are not too complicated.

His well-built body, handsome face, and rare black hair and eyes as soft as the night sky gave him an aura of mystery rarely seen among Viszerians.

Lyanna's eyes lit up: "Not bad, it seems that my junior has also dressed up carefully for me."

"I'm overthinking it. I just picked one at random."

"Oh, no wonder."

Under Roy's surprised gaze, Lyanna suddenly stretched out her hand and reached towards his neck.

For a moment, Roy thought she was going to avenge the strangulation.

But Lyanna just kindly helped her straighten her collar.

Soft brown hair occasionally brushed past, and the faint fragrance of gentian wafted in, making Roy a little afraid to move - even when he was entangled by a dragon monster or rotten vines, he didn't feel so cramped.

But before I left, the maid clearly took care of it, so my collar shouldn't be messy.

After a moment, the girl raised her eyes and gave a satisfied smile: "Now it's perfect."

"...Thank you."

"You're welcome~"

Lyanna turned around leisurely, but her eyes darkened slightly.

She smelled it.

That's the smell of irises.

This guy was very close to the little maid in just one afternoon.

But it doesn't matter. Today, she must make Roy belong to her.

Chapter 58 Am I afraid of you? !

Before leaving, Lyanna suddenly turned around, smiled tenderly, stretched out her hand, and hooked her fingertips towards the young man beside her.

This is no longer a hint, but an explicit statement.

Lyanna's hands are very beautiful, with slender fingertips and soft palms. She wears light purple nail polish, but it is not vulgar. Instead, it is as delicate and lovely as grapes covered with morning dew.

It was rumored that the student council president could capture the hearts of countless boys with just a wave of his finger—Roy felt that this was not an exaggeration.

But he has always had strong self-control.

Roy pretended not to see it, stepped past the girl first, and said casually: "So, where are we going first?"

"Alas, my junior is really unromantic."

Roy's mouth twitched when he heard this sad sigh.

Lyanna followed the boy, glanced at the clear blue sky, and said briskly, "Anyway, let's go get some coffee first."

Roy followed Lyanna to a cafe located in the center of the commercial street.

Roy recognized the familiar elegant decoration at a glance. This was the same chain store as the one they had visited in college before. Obviously, this was the main store.

There were many customers in the cafe, but when Lyanna entered the room, the waiters put down their current work and came to Lyanna first to salute respectfully, while secretly looking at the young man.

"Take me to the box."

Lyanna gave an order, then said with some amusement, "Why, do you care about him a lot?"

"Oh, no, no." The waiters were a little embarrassed when their thoughts were exposed.

But Lyanna didn't care. She just smiled and said, "Treat him the same way you treat me. After all, he is the man I like."

As soon as these words were spoken, the waiters could no longer maintain their humility and courtesy on their faces. Their attitude became even more respectful. They crowded over and took his coat while carefully leading the way, attracting the attention of the customers in the store, which made Roy feel embarrassed.

Roy was a little curious: "Are you the owner of this store?"

"No. I just saved the shop owner's life," Lyanna replied casually. "It never hurts to make a few more friends."

Rather than a friend, he's more like a tool to be used by you, right? Roy complained in his heart.

However, he also understood that Lyanna was not like the two princesses with royal backgrounds. If she wanted to gain a foothold and develop her own power, she had to build relationships and seek help on her own.

I remember that in the original work, she even had close relationships with the top leaders of the dark magic faction. The great magician and the coffee shop owner were just a part of her huge social network.

The environment in the box is completely different from the casual atmosphere outside. Under the cool light, the dark red leather sofa, the wooden walls with elegant textures, and the small table with exquisite potted plants make it look fresh, elegant, and stylish, very much like a place that a rich lady likes.

In the original work, Lyanna seemed to come from a famous family, but was expelled from home due to some accidents. It is not surprising that she likes this kind of place.

Lyanna ordered her usual bitter coffee, but this time Roy didn't try to be too arrogant and honestly added extra milk and sugar cubes. Along with it, there was also a delicate small plate filled with cakes and cookies.

However, before Roy could do anything, Lyanna took his cup and put sugar and milk in it. At first glance, she looked like a caring sister who was taking good care of her younger generation.

Lyanna gently returned the cup, crossed her hands, held her chin in her hand, and said with a charming smile, "Try it. This is the coffee I made for you myself."

"You didn't make it yourself...?"

Roy looked down and found that his coffee had been outlined with the milk foam into a delicate and lovely little flower.

Although he couldn't bear to drink it, Roy still praised it lightly: "It's quite good-looking."

Roy took a sip. The familiar sweet taste flowed from his lips, not much different from the taste he had tasted in college before, but for some reason, it made him linger even more than before.

“It tastes really good.”

"Humph."

The girl raised her eyebrows, which made Roy feel helpless. "No, you just made a flower. What's there to be proud of?"

Lyanna took a sip and smiled: "It doesn't matter if it's not made by me, as long as you like it."

Under her long and thick eyelashes, the girl's eyes were more mellow and silky than the aroma of coffee, forcing Roy to look away to avoid being deeply attracted by them.

In order to divert his attention, Roy turned his eyes to the plate of exquisite desserts, but he was stunned when he started to eat.

"This restaurant's service is terrible. How come they're missing a set of knives and forks?"

"Indeed, if that's the case, there's nothing we can do." Lyanna nodded seriously.

Roy was about to call the waiter when he saw a fork with chocolate cake on it extended in front of him.

"What's this for?"

"Hey you."

"Wait, wait, just ask for a knife and fork..."

"That's such a hassle. And maybe the clerk is mean and won't bring the cutlery."

"How could..."

Roy came back to his senses halfway through his words and looked at the teasing girl with a strange expression.

How could the waiters in such a high-end place make such a low-level mistake? Unless they did it on purpose.