Chapter 160 : So She’s a Repeat Offender…
Chapter 160: So She’s a Repeat Offender…
The green-haired woman shrugged, and the few vines wrapped around her body trembled lightly with the movement, revealing even more jade-like skin. Barefoot, she stepped over the mess of plant corpses scattered across the ground.
“Fine then, not a toy.”
She lazily lifted a strand of her dark green hair, idly twirling it around her fingers, yet her gaze remained glued to Hera, carrying a vague, indescribable trace of resentment. “After hundreds of years without seeing you, the dignified Queen is still as domineering and protective as ever. What’s this? I’ve never seen you care this much about anyone before.”
Hera didn’t even raise her eyelids, clearly having no intention of reminiscing.
“Since you’re still breathing, stop playing dead.”
Lilia silently gave her boss a thumbs-up in her heart.
Impressive.
She came to someone else’s territory, killed their guard plant, and was now acting as if it was perfectly justified to demand they open the door.
Only Hera could pull this off—anyone else would probably have already been turned into fertilizer.
Vivian was so angered by Hera’s “I’m your creditor” attitude that she laughed instead.
“Hera, have you forgotten whose territory this is?” Vivian stepped forward, her previously lazy aura instantly turning dangerous. The surrounding air seemed to freeze in place. “You don’t show up for hundreds of years, and when you finally do, you cut down my plants, smash my gate, and now you come empty-handed?”
Her emerald eyes swept over Hera’s empty hands before finally landing on Lilia, her tone dripping with mockery. “Is this how you ask for a favor? At least before you’d bring a couple of good bottles of wine. Now you bring along a little girl who hasn’t even been weaned as your gift?”
Hasn’t been weaned?
Lilia glanced down at her own impressive curves.
Was this woman blind?
This was top-tier!
But thinking about it…
Lilia glanced at her boss.
Hera looked completely justified, as if showing up empty-handed to freeload was doing the other party a favor.
But that wouldn’t do.
As Hera’s personal maid and temporary diplomat, how could she allow her master to fall into such an “ill-mannered” situation?
This was a dereliction of duty!
Lilia’s eyes darted as her hand quietly slipped into the storage pouch at her waist.
There was only that thing left inside.
She subtly moved two steps closer to Hera and lowered her voice, speaking in a whisper only the two of them could hear.
“Master, aren’t we being a bit too rude? Um… your subordinate happens to have brought some ‘local specialty.’ It’s not particularly exquisite, but it’s still a high-end item from Camilla’s collection. Maybe… we can take it out as a placeholder?”
Camilla’s concentrated supplement.
Specially for replenishing kidney deficiency and post-exertion fatigue.
Gift-giving, after all, was about practicality and sincerity.
This woman looked fairly mature—this kind of nourishing tonic should… probably… be useful, right?
Hera slightly turned her head, her golden eyes sweeping over Lilia’s sneaky hand at her waist.
That was the look of someone staring at an idiot.
“……”
Lilia instantly understood the disdain in her boss’s gaze.
The kind of threat that said, “If you dare take that thing out, I’ll plant you in the soil as fertilizer,” was practically overflowing.
Lilia quietly withdrew her hand.
Alright then.
Watching this master-servant pair exchange looks right in front of her, completely ignoring her existence, Vivian’s temple twitched.
“Enough.”
She let out a long sigh, as if resigning herself. The dangerous aura instantly dissipated, and she returned to her lazy demeanor.
“Go on. You wouldn’t come without a reason. What brings a great figure like you to my remote little corner?”
Vivian waved her hand casually.
The dense bushes behind her parted automatically to both sides as if alive, revealing a small path covered in glowing moss.
At the end stood a treehouse woven entirely from living trees.
Hera didn’t hesitate and walked straight in.
Lilia quickly followed, flashing a professional fake smile as she passed by Vivian.
Vivian rolled her eyes at her.
Inside the treehouse, the furnishings were extremely simple, yet everything exuded a natural atmosphere.
There were no tables or chairs, only several large mushroom-like protrusions, soft and cushiony.
The air was filled with a faint scent of vegetation, refreshing the mind.
Hera didn’t sit.
Standing in the center of the treehouse, she turned to look at Vivian and went straight to the point.
“I want a Seed of Life.”
That single sentence shoved all of Lilia’s prepared pleasantries back down her throat.
Too direct!
At least exchange a few compliments first like “your skin looks great” or “your hair color is nice”!
Opening with a demand like this—was this negotiation or robbery?
As expected.
Vivian’s hand, which had been reaching for fruit wine, froze midair.
She slowly turned around, the faint smile on her face completely gone.
Her emerald eyes instantly turned into vertical pupils, like an enraged venomous snake, staring fixedly at Hera.
The temperature inside the treehouse plummeted.
The previously soft and cute mushroom seats instantly sprouted sharp barbs.
Outside the window, vines twisted wildly, like countless giant serpents ready to strike, sealing off the entire treehouse.
Lilia’s scalp tingled.
This script wasn’t right!
“Hera.”
Vivian’s voice turned sharp and icy, each word squeezed out through her teeth. “What did you just say? The wind was too loud—I didn’t hear clearly.”
Facing this tense, explosive situation, Hera remained expressionless.
She even had the leisure to brush a bit of grass debris off Lilia’s collar.
“I said, Seed of Life.”
She repeated calmly, her tone as certain as if she were saying, “I want a glass of water.”
“Give it to me.”
“Heh…”
Vivian let out a short, cold laugh.
With a sharp flick of her hand, the exquisite wooden wine cup in her grasp instantly turned to powder.
“Give it to you?”
“Hera, have you gone senile?”
Vivian stepped forward, releasing the pressure of a higher lifeform without restraint. The sheer force made Lilia’s knees go weak, almost forcing her to kneel.
Fortunately, a warm current flowed from the 【Conjoined Heart Lock】 ring, offsetting most of the pressure.
“Do you even know what a Seed of Life is?”
Vivian pointed outside at the endless forest, her voice trembling with suppressed anger. “That is the core of this Forest of Life! Do you think it’s cabbage? Just opening your mouth and asking for it?”
“And…”
She paused, her gaze turning even colder. “Last time you directly drained half a lake of my Life Water. I haven’t even settled that score with you yet!”
Lilia secretly glanced at her boss.
Good grief.
So she really was a repeat offender.
“No.”
Vivian rejected firmly, leaving no room for negotiation.
“Forget the Seed of Life—even a single leaf, don’t think about taking it from me!”
“Now, immediately, right this instant, take your little pet and get out!”
Countless thick vines smashed through the walls of the treehouse, pointing at the two like spears.
Their tips glowed faint green—clearly coated in deadly poison.