25 Chapter 25
"talking" (Mc to system) [System]
When Amelia's voice rang out, Ifia felt as if an angel had descended.
Finally, she had waited for assistance!!!
Aware that her backup had arrived, Ifia immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Her entire demeanor shifted from tense vigilance as she looked at the short nobleman and his three henchmen across from her. She arrogantly snorted, adopting a domineering posture.
"You scoundrels, kneel down and call me daddy!"
Seeing Ifia's rapid change in attitude, no longer pretending, the henchmen realized the situation. Their faces instantly turned ugly, knowing they had encountered a tough opponent this time.
The short noble, however, was not intimidated by Ifia. With a face full of suspicion, he turned to see who Ifia's backup was.
Just a woman based on the voice.
His father was a count!
As the eldest son of the Gray family, Sinqucen would inherit the title and become the next Count Gray!
As Sinqucen's disdainful gaze moved, he first saw a valuable black gown. The woman wore black satin gloves, held a luxurious black swan feather fan, and above that was a gold-threaded lace black necklace adorned with the Empire's most precious red blood diamonds, serving only as a complement to those purple eyes.
Looking at the woman's stunningly indifferent face, Sinqucen felt as if he couldn't breathe!
How could it be her!
The Duke's daughter, Amelia Barlen!
If, just a moment ago, Sinqucien considered himself fearless due to his father's status as a count, he now felt as if he had been slapped hard, extinguishing all his courage.
"M-Miss Bar… Barlen, hello."
In contrast to his arrogance when facing Ifia and the henchmen, Sinqucen, at the moment he spoke to Amelia, seemed to bow down to the dust. His face, already pale from the injured bird, now resembled that of a ghost.
Cold sweat streamed down from his forehead, but he dared not take out a handkerchief to wipe it away because Amelia was staring at him with icy eyes. The oppressive feeling made him increasingly nervous, and Sinqucen's forced smile on his face gradually faltered.
The two burly henchmen beside him trembled even more with fear.
Even though they didn't know the noblewoman's status, seeing the noble who hired them looking terrified, and now the son of a count reacting like this, it was evident that this girl had significant backing!
"Ifia, my lovely bird, come over!"
Amelia ignored Sinqucen's greeting, turning her head towards the proud Ifia. Her expression softened, and she raised her hand in a beckoning gesture. The intimacy revealed in both words and actions was enough to prove that Ifia hadn't lied.
Indeed, she had a powerful backer.
In the terrified gaze of Sinqucen and the henchmen, Ifia showed no hesitation. She walked confidently towards Amelia, chest held high and head raised, displaying a triumphant demeanor. In the process, she didn't forget to gesture mockingly towards the short nobleman.
Ifia raised her hand and drew a line across her neck with her thumb, then made a playful death expression by sticking out her tongue.
Of course, when she made the death gesture, she turned her body to the side, making sure Amelia didn't see… In front of her potential future friend, Ifia felt the need to maintain a dignified image.
Afterward, seeing the short noble's face filled with fear, Ifia stopped her antics, satisfied. She happily approached Amelia and greeted the black cat miaowing at her feet.
If it weren't for the miserable cry of the black cat, Ifia wouldn't have guessed that Amelia was here.
"Amelia, thank goodness you came! They wanted to bully me!"
Facing Amelia's gentle gaze, Ifia began to complain without reservation.
Her golden opportunity had arrived, why be timid!
Ifia hadn't forgotten what the short noble had said earlier. He wanted to sell her to a dirty place? Hmph, now let's see how this midget deals with it.
Trying to use noble status to intimidate? Well, someone more formidable has arrived.
Thinking about this, Ifia added, "That nobleman even insulted me and wanted to sell me!"
Amelia listened quietly to Ifia's complaints. She opened the black feather fan in her hand with a 'whoosh' sound and then soothingly fanned Ifia. As Ifia relaxed, inhaling the sweet fragrance, Amelia began to address the trash.
Her purple eyes were captivating gems in a gentle and leisurely state, yet in a sharp and cold state, they resembled a sharp sword, making people afraid to meet her gaze, filled with an overwhelming sense of fear.
At this moment, Sinqucen, who was being targeted, felt exactly that way. He had initially thought Ifia was just a commoner, and even if Miss Barlen showed some favor towards her, she wouldn't lay hands on other nobles because of her.
However, upon witnessing Miss Barlen's care and concern for Ifia, Sinqucen felt doomed!
Unlike Ifia, who had just enrolled at the Pulis Academy, Sinqucen had information on the school's celebrities. Among them, Amelia Barlen ranked first, even ahead of Prince Carloy, the Crown Prince.
In the political landscape of the Sith Empire, the Duke of Barlen held substantial power, and even the king had to contend with him.
Being born into such a prominent family, Amelia Barlen wasn't raised as an incompetent. On the contrary, as the sole heir of the Duke of Barlen, she received an elite education from a young age, preparing to inherit the duke's title at the appropriate time.
So, even though Amelia Barlen hadn't ascended to the title yet, no one dared to underestimate her.
As for the engagement set by the Duke of Barlen and the king for their children, who knows what might happen in the future!
Sinqucen's face turned pale. If it were Prince Carloy who had come, he might have seen a way out, but it happened to be Amelia Barlen!
"Count Gray, Sinqucen, your family is finished."
Amelia didn't waste words. With a light and airy statement, she made an entire family vanish from the Sith Empire.
No one doubted what Amelia said. As the daughter of a duke, she had the right to do so.
Upon hearing this, Sinqucen collapsed to the ground.
His face was filled with terror as he attempted to plead for mercy, "Miss Barlen, please let me explain, I didn't…"
"No need. Consider yourself fortunate, your disgusting plans have not succeeded yet."
However, Amelia paid no further attention to Sinqucen. Holding Ifia's hand, she prepared to leave the scene. It was lunchtime, and she couldn't afford to be delayed by insignificant individuals.
Ifia, on the other hand, cast a regretful glance at the short noble. She had wanted to continue enjoying the sight of his terrified expression—just thinking about it made her ecstatic!
However, when it came to choosing between relishing someone's humiliation and having a meal, she decisively chose the latter.
A person who eats well has a soul that eats well—eating is the best!
"Amelia, I'm so, so moved that you came to rescue me!"
"I'm not late, am I?"
"Of course not! Hehehe, you're like a hero descending from the heavens. Look at how you scared that short noble, it's truly satisfying. Oh, where's that black cat?"
"You mean Asmodeus? I don't know. Maybe it went somewhere else to play."
As the voices of Amelia and Ifia gradually faded, Sinqucen remained fearfully collapsed on the ground. The two henchmen, who had pretended to be invisible, wiped their sweat, vowing never to take on such a deadly job again.
Unfortunately for them, they were unlucky.
"Meow!!!"
Just as the three hadn't fully recovered from the Duke's daughter's intimidation, a piercing meow sounded nearby. When they turned towards the source of the sound, they saw a black cat with a chillingly eerie smile on its face.
The black cat approached with a measured gait, and as it got closer, its body gradually enlarged…
"Poor little insects, you're about to go to hell~"
