Chapter 161 : Is This Your Kink
Chapter 161: Is This Your Kink?
Lilia swallowed hard.
How was this supposed to be handled?
Negotiations had broken down—were they going to just snatch it by force?
Although her boss was very strong, fighting a boss of the same level head-on in someone else’s home base no matter how she looked at it didn’t seem like a wise choice!
Hera looked at the venomous thorns that were within arm’s reach, and a trace of emotion finally rippled through her golden eyes.
It wasn’t fear.
It was more like… a kind of helplessness from already knowing this would happen.
“Vivian.”
Hera let out a soft sigh. “You should know, since I came, I will definitely take it.”
“That’s your problem!” Vivian refused to budge an inch. “Want to take it by force? You can try! Let’s see whether you burn this entire forest to the ground first, or I turn your little maid into my flower fertilizer first!”
The topic was suddenly dragged onto herself, and Lilia jolted all over.
What does this have to do with me?!
I’m just the one carrying the bag!
“No need to snatch it.”
Hera shook her head.
She suddenly turned around and looked at Lilia, who had been shrinking into the corner pretending to be a quail.
That gaze made Lilia’s heart skip a beat, and an extremely ominous premonition surged up.
“Lilia.”
Hera’s voice was strangely gentle.
“Y-Yes…!” Lilia snapped to attention by reflex.
“Do you remember, on the way here, you asked me why I brought you along?”
Of course she remembered.
You said you were taking me out for a “walk,” and by the way do some “beneficial physical exercise.”
At the time I even thought it was going to be some kind of field combat… ahem.
Hera pointed at Lilia.
Then she said something to Vivian that left both people present dumbfounded.
“Give me the Seed of Life, and this little one… I’ll lend her to you for two days.”
???
Lilia’s eyes widened, her mouth opening wide enough to fit an egg.
Wha… what did that mean?
Sold me off?!
Or is it a daily rental?!
Vivian was also stunned.
The murderous aura filling the air instantly stalled, and the vines awkwardly froze midair.
She looked at Hera, then at the completely dumbfounded Lilia.
“You want to… give her to me?”
On Vivian’s enchanting face, a deeply strange smile slowly appeared—one that could even be described as perverse.
“If that’s the case…”
She stuck out her crimson tongue and licked her lips, her gaze as if it wanted to strip Lilia bare.
“Then I suppose I can consider it.”
Lilia felt like she hadn’t woken up yet.
Lend?
Was that lending? That was clearly throwing meat buns to a dog!
She stiffly turned her neck, tearing her gaze away from Vivian’s face that screamed “I’m about to start eating,” and with great difficulty shifted it to her own boss.
Hera still looked calm and indifferent, as if what she had just discussed wasn’t sending her Personal Maid into a wolf’s den, but casually lending out some worthless firewood stick. She even elegantly patted nonexistent dust off her sleeve, then turned to leave.
“Wait!”
Lilia finally found her voice, though it cracked a bit. “Master! I think I can still be saved!”
Hera stopped, turning her head slightly. There was no emotion in those golden eyes, only a chilling calm.
“You have objections?”
“It’s not… not a matter of objections!” Lilia was so anxious she nearly bit her tongue, pointing at the vines on Vivian’s side that had already begun writhing, clearly preparing to tie her up like a dumpling. “Look at that expression! Is that what lending someone looks like? That’s a starving ghost seeing braised pork! If you leave me here, whether I’ll even have a skeleton left by tomorrow is questionable!”
And that woman is a pervert!
That line earlier about “whether she could play,” plus that lip-licking gesture—it was clearly aimed at dismantling her piece by piece!
Hera glanced indifferently at Vivian.
Vivian immediately cooperated by showing an even brighter, even more perverse smile. Her fingers curled teasingly, and several vines climbed up Lilia’s ankles accordingly. The cold, slippery sensation made Lilia shiver all over.
“Vivian may have a strange temper, but her skills are quite good,” Hera actually gave an evaluation. “Maybe she can teach you something new.”
What the hell do you mean her skills are good!
Good at making specimens, right?!
Lilia despaired. She had figured it out—this was the face of a capitalist. For the sake of that stupid seed, let alone lending out a maid, even if Vivian wanted one of Hera’s legs… well, her boss probably wouldn’t give that.
“Alright,” Hera said, then walked straight toward the entrance of the treehouse without looking back. “I’ll come pick her up in two days. If even a single hair is missing…”
She paused, her tone still calm. “Vivian, I’ll burn this entire forest of yours down to amuse myself.”
With that, the black figure disappeared directly at the end of the path paved with glowing moss, without a trace of hesitation.
Lilia was completely dumbfounded.
She just… left?
Really threw her here?
The vines around her ankles began tightening, climbing up along her calves. Vivian stood up from the mushroom chair with a smile and approached her step by step.
“Little cutie, stop looking. Your master doesn’t want you anymore,” Vivian’s voice carried a teasing tone like a cat playing with a mouse. “Come, let big sister see what that block of wood trained you into… your body seems quite sturdy…”
Lilia felt like a little white rabbit stripped bare and thrown into a pack of wolves—every hair on her body screaming danger.
At that moment—
That familiar, cold, yet slightly irritating voice suddenly sounded in the depths of her mind without any warning.
【What are you afraid of.】
Lilia’s entire body trembled.
This was… telepathic transmission?!
She suddenly raised her head to look toward the doorway. There was already no one there, but the feeling of being watched by some powerful existence had not faded in the slightest—if anything, it had grown stronger.
【I didn’t leave.】
Hera’s voice continued to echo in her mind, carrying a faint trace of amusement. 【This forest is somewhat interesting, but I’m too lazy to search it myself. Since Vivian wants to keep you as a guest, you might as well help me take a look at where she hid the item.】
Lilia: “…”
As expected.
She knew it!
Why did this plot feel so familiar? Wasn’t it the same back in Dark Moon Canyon? She had been thrown onto a rock as bait while Hera watched from the shadows, calling it “training” when in reality she just couldn’t be bothered to deal with the small fry herself.
This time it was even worse—directly upgraded to “undercover agent”?
【But Master, this woman doesn’t look like a good person!】 Lilia screamed internally. 【What if she does X to me? I’m still a child!】
【Relax.】 Hera’s voice sounded lazy. 【You’re within the range of my mark. As long as you don’t die, I can pull you back. And…】
【The Conjoined Heart Lock is active.】
Lilia’s face instantly turned bright red.
With the Conjoined Heart Lock active, didn’t that mean that if Vivian really did something strange to her, that sensation would be multiplied fivefold… no, with the ring’s amplification, it might be transmitted directly to Hera?
Had the Demon Queen’s kink already evolved to this level?!