Serval: Stop While You Can! The Outside Is Full of Silvermane Guards!

Lin Nai looked at Dan Heng.

Dan Heng fell silent for a moment before speaking. "I'll investigate the information on the Underworld. We'll definitely need to make a trip there eventually, right?"

Just as expected.

The reliable, poker-faced little azure dragon wouldn't let anyone down.

At least he knew to investigate.

Lin Nai: He really... I'm crying.

"Then I'll go back to sleep!"

Following the principle of sleeping whenever she couldn't decide what to do, Stelle picked up the blanket, got up, and left!

Lin Nai said, "Then don't drag my blanket away with you!"

Stelle said, "Guh! I got caught!"

March Seven said, "It'd be weirder if you didn't get caught!"

Chapter 47: Serval: Stop While You Can! The Outside Is Full of Silvermane Guards!

Afternoon.

Lin Nai sat on a chair not far from the workshop, quietly emptying his mind—otherwise known as... spacing out.

They had already roughly discussed their next course of action at the Goethe Hotel...

The next steps were simple.

Lin Nai would get in touch with Serval and learn about Cocolia's past.

Dan Heng would investigate information about the Underworld.

Stelle and March Seven would form a group and do whatever they wanted.

Maybe March Seven would end up dragging Stelle around to take pictures everywhere.

Forget it.

As long as Stelle didn't go digging through trash cans, then...

Lin Nai looked into the distance and spotted March Seven tugging Stelle away from a trash can.

Those two really were full of energy.

At that moment, Lin Nai felt a source of heat against his face.

"Mm!"

When he turned his head, he saw Serval pressing a steaming drink against his cheek.

"Hi, Lin Nai. We meet again."

Serval wore a smile.

She hadn't expected to see Lin Nai again so soon.

"You ran pretty fast last night."

"Ha... haha..."

Serval's smile faded. She discreetly glanced around, her expression turning serious.

"Come with me."

Seeing Serval suddenly become serious, Lin Nai was a little puzzled, but he followed her anyway.

After all, his current mission was to get in touch with Serval.

However.

After entering the workshop.

The first thing Serval did was lock the doors and windows, then pull the curtains shut.

Only after making sure everything was secure did Serval take a small box from the counter.

After unlocking it, she took out the sheet music Lin Nai had written the previous night, titled "Wildfire."

"Lin Nai, answer me honestly. Are you part of some resistance organization?"

"Huh?"

A question mark practically appeared over Lin Nai's head. Sure, that song did have lyrics about resistance and such.

But wasn't that a bit of a leap?

Seeing Lin Nai's slightly bewildered expression, Serval continued guessing.

"Then... do you want to rebel, but haven't started building an organization yet?"

"You can't rebel! Stop while you can, Lin Nai! The outside is full of Silvermane Guards!"

Serval looked as though she were staring at a child who had strayed down the wrong path.

In Serval's eyes, Lin Nai was the sort of child who played beautifully and looked innocent and easy to fool.

Maybe someone had even talked him into joining a resistance army or something!

"Huh?"

Only when she saw the genuine confusion and bewilderment in Lin Nai's eyes did Serval realize something was wrong.

Could it be...

That she had guessed wrong?

"Isn't that it?"

"Of course not! What are you even thinking, Serval?!"

Lin Nai's eyes widened in shock.

When he realized Serval had mistaken him for someone plotting a rebellion, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

He couldn't help complaining, "Who recruits someone they've only met once for a rebellion..."

"They don't?"

Serval tilted her head. She thought they had gotten along wonderfully.

Just like how she had invited Lin Nai to join her band last night, though Lin Nai hadn't agreed in the end.

"Then this piece of music..."

"It's just a piece of music..." Lin Nai's eye twitched. "What else could it be, an anthem?"

But rebellion...

Hiss...

Could this actually work?

Purging traitors around the ruler?

Would he have to put his name inside a fish?

Then head to the Underworld and shout, "Are kings and nobles born to rule?"

Hmm...

It wasn't impossible.

"Wait... you aren't actually thinking about how to rebel now, are you?"

Serval noticed Lin Nai's thoughtful, strangely subtle expression and felt inexplicably afraid.

He couldn't go down a road of no return just because of her careless guess.

Lin Nai came back to himself and shook his head. "How could that be? Of course not. I don't have the brains for it."

Even if there were going to be a rebellion, he definitely wouldn't be the one leading it.

"I hope so."

Serval put the sheet music away.

Since it wasn't about rebellion or anything, that was much better.

But Serval had no idea that Lin Nai had genuinely started entertaining the thought.

Lin Nai activated his earth-shattering wisdom!

After all, Serval had brought it up.

He felt like he needed to give it a try.

Otherwise, maybe he could find a way to guide Bronya later?

Get her to pull something like rebelling against her glorious mother?

Eh...

What Mordred nonsense was that?

Lin Nai propped his cheek up with one hand and leaned against the counter. "So why did you think I wanted to rebel, Serval?"

"Because you dropped the sheet music and left. No matter how I looked at it, it seemed like something from those books, where resistance fighters leave behind little notes."

"...Seriously? Belobog has novels like that?"

"Quite a few."

Serval walked to the door and gently unlocked it. "If you're interested in novels, Lin Nai, you can ask Pela."

"She'll definitely recommend you a good one... Oh, Pela? What are you doing here?"

The moment she unlocked the workshop door.

Serval saw Pela opening the door while holding a book, wearing a thoroughly displeased expression.

Speak of the devil.

"Ah, Serval. I'm off this afternoon. But you... why are you standing by the door?"

Pela asked with a puzzled look.

"Unlocking it."

"The door was locked before? Why did you lock it?" Pela looked even more confused.

"Ah..."

"Isn't that Lin Nai?"

Pela raised an eyebrow, then looked at Serval with an even stranger expression.

Could it be...

After being single for so many years, Serval had become desperate?!

Lin Nai was good-looking, after all.

And he gave off a good first impression—warm, approachable, and passive.

But they had only known each other for one day...

Oh, strictly speaking, they had only met once last night.

Looking more carefully, she found that the workshop windows and curtains had all been shut tight as well.

Pela's expression became even more subtle.

Wow.

She hadn't expected Serval's tastes to be like this.

"I feel like you're thinking something extremely rude." Serval noticed Pela's gaze. "But it's definitely not what you think, Pela. I simply invited Lin Nai in to sit for a while."

"I understand. Of course I understand."