Calista

 This guy looked very young... maybe such a young boy wouldn't do anything unspeakable to her. Calista knew well the extent of her charm over men, but the person before her hardly seemed like a man.

In truth, she wasn't worried about him having improper intentions. Her breasts, legs, and pretty face had always been her most powerful weapons.

Her small-time team had managed to survive this long thanks to Calista's "natural" weapons.

As long as there was enough benefit to gain, she didn't mind taking a small loss. For instance, the curved sword obtained from the mercenary captain and the gray-robed Wizard in her team were both attracted by her beauty.

At twenty, Calista was a little fox. Despite her young age, she had been around for several years and was very adept at using her looks to make men lose their senses while also protecting herself from being too taken advantage of.

For example, attracting a Wizard to join them was undoubtedly the proudest achievement in Calista's brief adventuring career! With a Wizard on board, her small-time adventuring team's strength increased by at least two levels!

This journey south to the Cote Province was merely an escape.

The last time, in a northern noble's territory, she had seduced a lovestruck baron. The baron, utterly captivated by her, had given her a family heirloom, a piece of magically enhanced leather armor. In return, he had only managed to touch this sly little fox a few times before Calista vanished without a trace.

Unfortunately, she hadn't expected to encounter a noble with a large entourage in such a remote area! Even more unexpected was this noble's audacious public flirtation, and most surprising of all was how easily the adventuring party, despite having a Wizard, was defeated!

Damn it, wasn't that Wizard boasting about his unparalleled skills while drooling over her legs? In the end, he was defeated by a mere child!

If only she'd known... Sigh, all he did was whistle and flirt a bit. She could have just tolerated it at the time and avoided all this trouble.

Maybe she'd gotten a bit too cocky after the Wizard joined her group.

More than anything else, it was losing those three weapons that hurt Calista the most. The scimitar and the leather armor were gifts, so she could let those go. But... that silver bow was an heirloom!

As the young noble approached and his hand reached out, Calista sighed again and began to consider: if she pleased this little fellow, would he let her go afterward?

Should she feign fear to stroke his sense of conquest? Or should she adopt a pitiable demeanor to garner his sympathy? Or perhaps... be a bit more forward?

Her mind raced through these options... Considering his age, Calista opted to play the innocent maiden. Yes, that's it! A hint of shyness, a touch of apprehension in her eyes, innocence shining through... These traits would surely captivate a boy of his age. Maybe, just maybe, this approach could not only persuade him to spare her but also gain her some advantages?

Calista whispered softly, "What... what exactly are you planning to do with me?" She followed up her question with a pitiful, pleading look.

Freyr chuckled, his gaze sweeping over Calista's body. That seemingly mocking look made Calista uneasy. She clearly sensed that this young noble's gaze, while examining her body, was purely playful, without a hint of desire.

Suddenly, a shadow flew towards her, immediately enveloping Calista. She struggled a bit, managing to poke her head out of the shadow, only to find a bedsheet draped over her. Freyr had casually tossed it to her, covering her body beneath it.

"When I'm doing something serious, having a half-naked woman watching me is distracting," Freyr said earnestly, as if stating the simplest fact. He then glanced at Calista with a touch of indifference, "Whatever you plan to do, your earlier performance was quite poor. I have other matters to attend to now. If you intend to seduce me, you might want to think of another strategy..."

Calista felt as if a bucket of cold water had been dumped over her head!

This teenage boy, with such an expression, such a tone... God, what kind of child was this? From his calm and composed gaze, it was clear that this person probably had far more experience than she did!

Freyr had already found the most comfortable position on his chair, then pulled out a magnifying glass to carefully examine the leather armor. He even took out paper and pen to trace the magical patterns on the armor, then closed his eyes to ponder for a moment.

Throughout the process, Calista remained silent. She was trying to figure out the young noble's intentions while also unable to resist studying him out of curiosity.

This young noble, who seemed barely fifteen, appeared to be very experienced with women.

"I'm very curious about your three weapons," Freyr said without looking up. "The patterns on this leather armor are magical inscriptions, granting strength and agility boosts. Judging by the texture of the leather, this piece is quite old. In my opinion, its value lies more in its antiquity rather than as a weapon. Additionally, there's a family crest on it. If I'm not mistaken, this crest belongs to an ancient family from Stuttgart in the north, which prospered when the empire revived three hundred years ago, but began to decline over a century ago, eventually splintering into several medium-sized families. Your leather armor likely comes from a noble family in the northern empire..."

His calm and confident speech left Calista sitting in her chair, stunned.

"And your scimitar... well, scimitars aren't really suitable for women because using them requires considerable wrist strength. Only the tribes from the northwest tend to favor such weapons. And you..." At this point, Freyr raised his head and gave Calista a casual glance.

"Your hair is brown, and your eyes are blue. These traits signify that you are of pure southern Wallace Empire descent. You likely don't have any northwestern barbarian blood. While I'm not sure about your martial skills, based on your performance earlier..." Freyr paused before continuing.