The Devil Does Not Need to Be Defeated
Chapter 117

A Recipe for Disaster

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For some time now, Lyon had been doing this—striking up conversations with Vivian for all sorts of reasons, then inviting her out in one roundabout way or another.

There was no need to explain what he was really after.

It was not just Vivian. Lumya and Merika had also been approached and invited by Lyon several times. If those two had not been naturally timid and nervous, with a strong wariness toward men, they would probably have already been fooled by Lyon's sweet talk.

Only Tier, when Lyon first approached her, had simply tossed him a "Don't bother me," leaving Lyon awkward for quite a while. That was why he had not continued pestering her.

In other words, every woman in Vivian's Squad had been hit on by Lyon recently.

Vivian in particular. Perhaps because she was the squad captain, Lyon had pursued her most aggressively. He seemed to think that as long as he won Vivian over, getting close to the other girls—even becoming intimate with them—would not be difficult.

Vivian found this quite troubling.

Although she did not condemn Lyon's behavior, she did not support it either.

In other words, Vivian did not dislike Lyon, but neither did she have any favorable feelings toward him.

Moreover, Vivian was not one of those shallow women who would lose their heads over Lyon's looks and manners. Naturally, she could not possibly fall for him.

Yet gentle as Vivian was, she could not directly reject Lyon without reserve like Tier did.

After all, one did not slap a smiling face. Lyon was ostensibly showing goodwill, so Vivian found him difficult to deal with.

Thus, Vivian could only decline tactfully.

"No, thank you. Once we reach the royal capital, I still need to meet a friend."

Vivian rejected Lyon just like that.

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