Yinan also arrived at the castle of Fujin Territory; this was his second visit.
This time, Nancy didn’t bother with formal attire for their meeting but appeared in a silky, purple, seductive nightgown.
This was absolutely against noble etiquette! Especially for someone as elegant as Nancy—she shouldn’t be treating him so casually!
Yet, when he caught a glimpse of her fair skin peeking through the silk, Yinan couldn’t help but pause in spite of himself.
Nancy caught his reaction entirely, her lips curving up slightly. “Viscount Yinan, I do apologize, it’s a bit warm in the castle, and since I’m not going out, I just threw on something to lounge in. You don’t mind, do you?”
“Of course not. To catch a glimpse of the Countess’s beauty, I couldn’t possibly be upset about anything…” The words left Yinan’s mouth, but even he felt a bit disingenuous. This wicked woman was never up to any good!
Nancy covered her mouth, letting out a soft laugh, her eyes brimming with smugness. She placed her foot right on Yinan’s leg. “Give me a little massage…”
Hearing this request, what else could Yinan do?
As her number one underling, how could he bear to refuse his boss’s command?
So, he slowly stretched out his hand, gently taking Nancy’s foot into his palm, softly kneading and massaging her delicate jade-like toes…
Nancy leaned back comfortably on the sofa, narrowing her eyes in contentment as she enjoyed Yinan’s service, letting out satisfied hums from time to time.
After a while, she finally spoke lazily, “Very nice. I mean your technique…”
Yinan forced a smile. “As long as the Countess is pleased. But, is this really the only reason you summoned me this time?”
“What?” Nancy slowly opened her eyes and glanced at him. “Isn’t this important? Hmm?”
“This is definitely important!” Yinan knew this woman was up to something. He slyly scratched her arch.
But Nancy didn’t seem to care at all, merely closing her eyes and enjoying herself. “Physical contact does bring people closer together… and it does seem to be working.”
Upon hearing this, Yinan could only redouble his efforts to massage her feet. He had to cling tightly to this woman’s support now, or else Will would surely kill him in the North.
After a while, the wicked woman finally spoke. “I advise you not to get too close to that vixen Tiffany. Did she give you that equipment?”
At that moment, Yinan finally realized her real intention—she’d brought him here to ask about the origin of his equipment.
But these two women actually knew each other!? No wonder all these big sisters were so skilled at seduction!
“I had no choice.” Yinan sighed. “If not for the safety of my territory, how would I have sold my own body for a bit of peace…”
Nancy acted as if she’d just heard the world’s greatest joke. She laughed on the lounge chair until her whole body shook…
Nancy laughed for quite a while before finally catching her breath. With a teasing look, she said to Yinan, “Are you trying to play the ‘try not to laugh’ challenge with me? Interesting. Well, I lost…”
“This may sound ridiculous…” Yinan felt awkward too. He couldn’t possibly explain the appearance of the system, so he could only declare firmly, “But, she just fell madly in love with me for no reason at all—hopelessly, passionately! I even had to swallow my pride to ask her for help!”
A charming, bewitching female voice suddenly floated through the air. “Oh? Hopelessly in love with you? Little one…”
Tiffany placed a hand on Yinan’s shoulder from behind, leaned down and turned her face so their eyes met, her breath fragrant as orchids. “What nonsense are you spouting?”
“Tiffany, I don’t recall inviting you here…” Nancy narrowed her eyes, glaring at her.
Tiffany laughed lightly, completely ignoring Nancy’s glare. She grabbed a lounge chair, swung her legs onto Yinan’s lap, and said, “Massage mine, too!”
Yinan was at a loss for words. What did these two women take him for—a foot massage parlor!?
But he knew he couldn’t afford to offend either of these wicked women right now, so he obediently stretched out his hand and started massaging Tiffany’s feet.
Nancy watched Tiffany’s blatant action, a trace of anger flashing in her eyes. “Tiffany, you’re going too far! This is my castle, don’t be so presumptuous!”
Tiffany just snorted dismissively, “Oh, don’t be like that… This little fellow’s technique is pretty good. I’ll enjoy it too. Besides, aren’t we here today to get to the bottom of this equipment business together?”
As he massaged, Yinan nervously racked his brains for a solution.
“Hmph! A witch and a Saintess will never see eye to eye!” Nancy retorted, but made no move to take her foot away. “Besides, this is our Empire’s business. It has nothing to do with you!”
“Oh? I didn’t think the Generous Saintess would be so stingy…” Tiffany closed her eyes, enjoying Yinan’s massage, and paid Nancy no mind.
Generous Saintess!? Nancy was the Generous Saintess!?
No wonder she’d been so generous with him from the very beginning! Showering him with so many golden cuties and warhorses!
Yinan slowly looked up at her, and suddenly, a loyalty progress bar appeared over her head—0%!
Nancy ignored Yinan’s shock, meeting Tiffany’s gaze…
Then, in perfect unison, both women turned to Yinan and said, “Tell us where your equipment came from!”
“These are sacred heirlooms of the Hill family!” Yinan couldn’t say anything else, so he just focused on massaging their feet with all his might…
Nancy and Tiffany both gave him a skeptical look.
“Fine, if you don’t want to say, whatever. After all, you’re still useful!”
“Fine, if you don’t want to say, whatever. After all, you’re still useful!”
Both women said exactly the same thing at the same time, then glared at each other.
“What are you after!? He’s a noble of our Empire!”
“He’s mine! Didn’t you hear him say just now how much I love him?”
Looks like the witch and the Saintess aren’t at each other’s throats after all… At least, these two haven’t reached the point of life and death.
Nancy ignored Tiffany’s silly words and gave Yinan a command. “Listen… You can fight Rosson Territory, but you cannot kill Rosson. That’s my bottom line!”
Yinan’s heart trembled. He quickly replied, “Yes, Saintess, I understand your meaning. I will follow your orders and make sure Rosson lives.”
Tiffany curled her lips. “Nancy, what are you up to? Little one, just kill as you like. Big sister’s got your back!”
This time, Yinan wisely kept silent. Nancy was his official boss, as for Tiffany… that was strictly private.
He’d promise her in private later…
Nancy gave Yinan a satisfied look. “It’s good that you understand. Originally, it was others bullying you, but now the tables have turned, and you’re the one doing the bullying. You wouldn’t want Will to unite a dozen nobles against you, would you?”
From Nancy’s words, Yinan understood: as long as Will didn’t act in person, Nancy wouldn’t move against him!