Chapter 57
Chapter 57: The Dungeon is for Fighting, Not a Battle Royale!
Adeline had rushed over the moment she saw the demon appear before Feilin, but Violette and Bernice had already launched their attack first.
The combo didn’t kill it, so the demon cast its origin magic and began random teleportation.
Although Adeline wasn’t affected, the person she was most worried about disappeared before her eyes.
Though the origin magic would lose effect after four hours, four hours was enough for Feilin to die a hundred times over.
Fortunately, it wasn’t long before someone defeated the demon, and the figure she’d been worried about appeared before her.
It just wasn’t what she had imagined.
Adeline saw Feilin’s body being held tightly by Violette.
She could read Violette’s expression—it was filled with adoration and affection.
That bad woman Violette must have used Feilin’s safety as leverage to force him into her embrace!
Ugh, how could she do that!
Adeline met Violette’s gaze and walked over quickly, coming to Feilin’s side.
She put away her jealous expression and showed concern instead.
“Feilin, you weren’t hurt, were you?”
“Adeline? Why are you here too?”
He saw Adeline biting her lip, her gaze fixed on his chest, and only then realized he was still holding Violette.
Not good!
Even if it was outside service hours, there was no need to be hugging another woman in front of a client, especially Violette, who had a grudge against Adeline.
She won’t make things difficult for me in future services, will she? She won’t punish me severely, will she?
He quickly let go and gently pushed Violette’s shoulders away, preparing to greet Adeline.
Violette was caught off guard being pushed away. Her fingers were still gripping Feilin’s clothes, and she was momentarily at a loss.
“Don’t…”
Violette whimpered softly, but she could no longer feel Feilin’s warmth.
Adeline saw Feilin push Violette away, and her lips couldn’t help but curve upward.
He rejected Violette’s embrace and persistent clinging!
He loves me so much!
Violette watched Feilin’s back move farther and farther away from her. Those arms that made her feel safe were actually walking toward Adeline.
Don’t go…
Violette didn’t say it aloud. She just stood there in a daze.
“Your Feilin actually went to find another woman.”
Bernice stood to the side with her arms crossed, fanning the flames wildly.
She wanted to see what these two women really felt about Feilin.
Miss Dai, you have quite a few rivals.
Violette’s expression was very gloomy. She stared at Adeline and reached into her bag.
She forgot the spell cards had been cleared by the origin magic, so she found nothing.
That rose-tea-colored hair, big-breasted bad woman—I only reluctantly agreed to let you interact with Feilin because I pitied your one-sided crush, but now you dare try to steal him.
“Lady Adeline, I didn’t expect to run into you here.”
Seeing Feilin abandon Violette and walk to her side, Adeline put her hands on her hips and lifted her chin slightly.
The word “Pride” seemed to float behind her.
Feilin really does love me. It was just that shameless woman Violette who forced herself on him.
Feilin was innocent—Violette was the guilty one.
“I just happened to be here. I saw you encounter a demon and wanted to come rescue you, but I wasn’t in time.”
Adeline reached out wanting to check if Feilin was injured, but he nimbly dodged her hand.
You have to pay extra to touch me.
Feilin smiled and ignored the bewilderment in Adeline’s eyes. “Lady Adeline, I’m too dirty. I’m afraid I’ll soil your hands.”
“Wha…?!”
Adeline’s heart clenched painfully.
He really feels inferior and doesn’t want to leave a bad impression on me.
But I don’t mind at all.
Adeline looked at Feilin’s somewhat awkward appearance, feeling heartbroken.
He must be in agony right now, appearing before me in such an imperfect state. He must feel embarrassed.
“Feilin, as long as you’re okay. You should go home and rest now. Do you need me to send someone to escort you?”
What’s going on? This young lady isn’t angry with me today?
I hugged Violette—Violette, whom you hate! You’re just letting me leave like this?
Feilin really couldn’t figure out Adeline’s thought process, so he gave up trying.
“No need, Lady Adeline. I can go back by myself.”
He turned to look at Violette, who was still standing in place, her amber eyes watching him.
To increase the probability of high-level spell cards appearing, he had held Violette tightly.
He hoped this young lady wouldn’t overthink it.
“Violette, are you okay?” He could see something was off about Violette’s expression. “I want to go back first. What about you?”
“I still have some things to do.”
Violette’s voice was light, but her gaze shifted to Adeline. Her gentle look instantly turned icy.
“I… see?”
Feilin’s figure disappeared along with that masked girl.
After Feilin left, the temperature in the air seemed to drop suddenly.
Violette and Adeline stood facing each other from a distance, their gazes clashing in the air.
“Miss Violette, what a coincidence meeting you here.” Adeline became that familiar elegant and gentle version of herself.
“Give up.” Violette was equally cold and icy.
“Eh, give up what?” Adeline tilted her head.
“Feilin doesn’t like you. Give up.” Violette’s voice was cold, her amber eyes staring directly at Adeline.
Adeline was stunned. She hadn’t expected Violette to be so direct. She instinctively wanted to deny that she liked Feilin, but completely different words came out of her throat.
“Miss Violette, I should be the one saying that. Do you think constantly clinging to Feilin will have good results? He clearly doesn’t love you anymore.”
“But Feilin just hugged me.” Violette’s voice carried a hint of smugness.
“You…!”
Adeline’s elegance instantly crumbled, anger blazing in her blue-gray eyes.
Ugh, that detestable woman!
“So what? Feilin still pushed you away and came to find me instead, didn’t he? Who do you think weighs more in his heart?”
The air between them became scorching as Adeline and Violette refused to yield on the subject of Feilin.
But Violette felt more uncomfortable.
Because Feilin had pushed her away to go talk to Adeline.
Maybe he just simply wanted to greet her, but Violette hated the feeling of Feilin pushing her away from his side.
She wanted to stay by Feilin’s side and… in his arms forever.
“We’re leaving.”
This standoff ended with Violette’s departure.
The guard team members followed behind her, their footsteps gradually fading in the dungeon corridor.
The tense atmosphere slowly dissipated with Violette’s departure, and the dungeon returned to normal, as if nothing had happened.
But Violette and Adeline wouldn’t act as if nothing had happened.
Violette returned home and stared at her communication spell card for a long time.
“Teacher Sophia.” She finally connected the call.
She couldn’t let Feilin be stolen by that big-breasted woman.
“Violette? What’s the matter?”
“About the proposal you mentioned before to go to Feilin’s house to help him with tutoring—I thought about it carefully, and to uphold the school’s spirit of mutual assistance, I agree.”
Violette’s cheeks were somewhat red as she hugged that caterpillar plushie tightly.
If she didn’t take initiative to do something, Feilin really would completely leave her and throw himself into Adeline’s embrace.
“Eh?”
Sophia, who was washing dishes while taking the call, stopped washing when she heard what Violette said.
Something definitely happened between these two!
Could it be they just confessed to each other?
“Let me think… how about next Thursday? Sunday is the joint exam, so timing-wise it works out.”
As someone with experience, Sophia considered many factors.
Like after Violette went to his house, the two of them with exploding hormones might “exhaust their energy all night.”
Too much energy expenditure wouldn’t be good for the exam—they’d need some time to recover physically.
Setting it for Thursday would work out perfectly.
“I understand. Thank you, Teacher Sophia.”
At the same time, at the other end of the mansion.
Behind a large desk, the master of this mansion, Lord Siraphel, sat in his chair, lightly tapping the desk with his finger.
The office was very quiet—only the sound of Siraphel turning pages could be heard.
It was a report submitted by Violette’s guards.
Although Violette didn’t want the guards to report, they had after all encountered a demon in the dungeon, and the young lady had nearly been harmed.
Another file lay on the desk—a summary of gossip and rumors about Violette at school that the butler had just submitted.
Siraphel put down the files and pressed the bell on his desk.
“Lord Siraphel, what are your orders?”
“If Violette wants to go out recently, make sure to inform me.”
“Yes, Lord Siraphel.”