"You... you..."
Hearing Linde's words, Najenda's pale earlobes flushed slightly.
Leone's words involuntarily flashed through her mind.
"BOSS, this is the weapon I'm giving you. You need to seize the opportunity and not fall behind anymore."
Thinking of this, a blush spread across Najenda's pretty face.
But!
It was also time to make a decision.
A look of determination flashed in her eyes.
Linde raised an eyebrow, looking at Najenda like this.
He was just joking.
He didn't expect such an unexpected gain.
"Master, wait for me."
Najenda left the main hall as if fleeing.
"???"
What was going on?
Was he being teased?
But soon.
Linde changed his mind.
Tap! Tap! Tap!
Crisp footsteps sounded. Najenda's figure reappeared.
However, compared to before,
her attire was different.
Beneath the tight leather outfit, her ample curves were prominent.
Her silver-white hair was styled with two snow-white rabbit ears standing upright.
Looking down, there was a fluffy, rabbit-like tail at the base of her spine.
A bunny girl.
These four words appeared in Linde's mind.
"Um, isn't it strange..."
Najenda's skin gradually became covered in a pink flush.
Indeed, she shouldn't have believed that guy's nonsense.
It was simply too embarrassing.
"No, I quite like you like this."
Linde slowly stepped forward, already reaching out to embrace her, gently kneading her rabbit ears.
The accidental touch of his fingertips made Najenda's body tremble slightly.
Linde lowered his head and whispered softly:
"Confess honestly, whose idea was this?"
"It... it was all Leone's, she just gave it to me."
Najenda's breathing quickened, and she directly chose to betray her teammate, her pretty face blushing like a ripe apple in shame.
This scene made Linde sit up straight.
This Najenda, the contrast was simply too great.
He was a little unaccustomed to it.
"By the way, after your arm regenerated, you might be a bit unaccustomed to fighting, right? You can ask me."
Linde said earnestly.
"Th-thank you, Master, I do have some questions..."
Najenda smiled and nodded, then hesitated for a moment, striking a fighting pose.
She moved and shifted, but Linde instantly found a flaw and pinched her two rabbit ears.
"As expected of Master, you are truly strong."
Najenda's back was soaked with sweat, but her eyes were filled with determination, and she did not give up.
And under Najenda's persistent training, her aura had already climbed a step.
Najenda's power erupted, her movements becoming increasingly powerful and imposing.
Her wide, sweeping attacks, combined with her Undying Body from Super Regeneration,
even made Linde frown slightly and increase his combat power.
Under such special training,
the results were gratifying.
"Najenda"
"Race: Demon"
"Master: Linde Lucifergus"
"Level: LV29"
"skill: Super Regeneration"
"Super Regeneration: As long as there is a drop of blood, flesh can regenerate."
"Not bad, a direct increase of two levels."
Linde secretly nodded, looking at the attribute information.
"Hmm... Master..."
Najenda opened her eyes, battle intent flickering within them.
Hiss.
Linde took a slight breath of cold air.
Super Regeneration was terrifying indeed.
In the dining room.
Meyn and Sheele shivered, startled by Najenda's voice, which sounded like she was warming up her vocal cords.
Across from them, Eriri's pretty face was flushed, and she was slightly out of breath.
Seeing this scene, Meyn's gaze became strange.
Noticing her gaze, Eriri's body stiffened, and her face instantly turned red.
She waved her hands repeatedly, wanting to say something, but stopped herself.
Damn it, she couldn't explain it at all.
It was all Master's fault.
This was too frequent.
These days, she had become a little abnormal.
Sheele blinked, innocently asking, "Miss Eriri, what's wrong?"
"Are you sick? Do you need to see a doctor?"
Hearing her companion's words, Meyn's eyelid twitched.
This level of natural cluelessness, isn't it a bit too exaggerated?
"Meyn, it's not what you think."
"But, Miss Eriri does look very uncomfortable."
Sheele paused, a look of confusion on her face.
She continued to ask, "Am I right, Miss Eriri?"
Eriri: "…"
Where is the nearest hole? She really wanted to crawl into it.
Seeing Eriri like this, Meyn quickly changed the subject: "Miss Eriri, could you tell me about Lord Linde?"
They had just joined Night Raid.
They only knew that Lord Linde was the one who controlled everything, but beyond that, they knew nothing.
So she was eager to learn more.
Even Sheele showed a look of interest.
Hearing this, Eriri felt as if she had been granted a general pardon and began to recount.
However, the occasional high-pitched sounds would interrupt the conversation, causing the atmosphere to fall into a brief awkward silence.
"So that's how it is."
After listening to Eriri's narration, Meyn and Sheele both looked shocked.
Lord Linde, is he actually a demon?
And the women they saw were all his Retainers/Subordinates.
But soon.
Their gazes had returned to calm.
They had no aversion to the fact that Linde was a demon.
Because they all understood.
Is a person good or bad?
It's not about his background, or what he said, but what he did.
The former imperial nobles and officials, outwardly glamorous, but cruel and tyrannical, those were the real devils.
As for Lord Linde.
Even as a demon, he had indeed changed this country.
Lord Linde is definitely a good person.
Moreover… after becoming a demon, one can also gain extraordinary power.
One can even remain youthful forever and achieve immortality.
Thinking of this, Meyn felt a strange sense of loss.
She hadn't received an invitation from Lord Linde, was she not qualified?
0 for fresh flowers
Pat, pat!
At this moment, Sheele gently patted her head.
Meyn looked at her a little distractedly: "Don't comfort me, Sheele, I'm just not good enough."
Sheele tilted her head, as if puzzled.
Then, she whispered, "Do you want to become Lord Linde's Retainer/Subordinate?"
"I have that thought, but…"
"Then why don't we just go and ask him?"
"???"
Sheele blinked and smiled: "Compared to overthinking, isn't asking directly the best method?"
"…"
Her reasoning was sound, and she found herself unable to refute it.
"???"
Eriri was full of question marks.
What was happening?
She had only meant to change the subject.
How did it escalate to this point?
If this was the case, wouldn't she be indirectly helping her master acquire a harem?
The next morning!
Linde walked out of his room, feeling refreshed.
Super Regeneration was indeed powerful.
But fortunately, he was one step ahead.
Arriving at the dining room, Linde's appetite was greatly stimulated by the table full of dishes made from Danger Beasts.
After being away for a while, he really missed the food prepared by these chefs.
However, before he could make a move, he heard a thud.
"Hmm?"
Linde turned his head and saw Meyn pulling Sheele.
Thud!
Another sound.
Sheele had already been dragged to her knees.
"???"
Linde blinked: "What are you two…?"
"Lord Linde, please let me become your Retainer/Subordinate."
Meyn and Sheele spoke in unison.
"They're so decisive?"
Eriri was a little dazed.
They just decided yesterday, and today they're going straight for it, huh?
"You two, why do you want to become my Retainer/Subordinate?"
Linde looked down at the two and asked.
"To better build this country."
"I want to be with Meyn."
Linde nodded and said nothing more, merely looking at the two.
The atmosphere in the entire dining room began to fall silent.
All the Retainers/Subordinates put down their chopsticks and quietly watched everything unfold.
Najenda also stumbled over here, just in time to see this scene.
She had personally approved these two, deciding to let them join Night Raid.
Besides strictly following her master's requirements to choose beautiful young women,
Their personalities and willpower had also been thoroughly examined.
Her impression of the two could be said to be very good.
If these two wanted to become Retainer/Subordinate companions.
She would definitely support it with both hands.
However, the decision of who to take as a Retainer/Subordinate rested entirely with her master; she could only watch.
It's just… Najenda gave Linde a strange look.
According to her master's personality, he shouldn't refuse these two.
Otherwise, he should have driven them away after meeting them yesterday.
Could this be another way of eating fish?
Among everyone.
Only Vermouth had a half-smile.
Give them an iron rod, then a sweet date.
She was familiar with this tactic…