Janie's Resentment

Janie was Vivian's trusted aide and was also known as Yatat City's second-greatest prodigy after Vivian.

Janie had originally been a local resident of Yatat City, an ordinary Dark Elf girl. After Vivian conquered Yatat City through her overwhelming strength, she discovered Janie, who was not even a year old by human standards, and kept her by her side. As it turned out, Vivian's eye for talent had been remarkably sharp.

Janie was still underage, yet she already possessed the strength of a High-tier Black Iron. Even more astonishingly, when she advanced to Black Iron, she awakened the extraordinary talent Short-distance Teleportation, which could only possibly be acquired upon reaching Extraordinary Agility. With Black Iron strength, she had leaped to become Yatat City's Chief Assassin Master!

Her extraordinary talent, combined with the absolute loyalty she had developed under Vivian's personal discovery and cultivation, gave Vivian complete trust in Janie. As Janie grew older, Vivian also began entrusting her with important responsibilities.

For someone like her to be sent by Vivian to Landen demonstrated how seriously Vivian regarded this message.

However, Vivian's concern was met with Landen's contempt.

That was how Janie felt—and it was also the truth. This renowned assassin master under Vivian could never have imagined that she would come bearing the Matriarch Vivian's orders, only to be left waiting for so long. What made her even angrier was that although this "bastard" named Landen had eventually agreed to see her, he had chosen to meet her at the dining table, such an utterly informal setting. This was absolutely blatant contempt!

Then, once they arrived at the dining table, her dissatisfaction reached its peak.

"Oh my god! Is this how they entertain guests? Do they want me to eat pig feed? This is an insult—an absolute insult! No, they aren't just insulting me; they're insulting the Matriarch Vivian too!" Janie roared furiously inwardly as she looked at the dishes on the table.

Landen naturally had no way of knowing what Janie was thinking. In fact, he could not be bothered to care.

The dining table was a relatively formal, long table of the kind used by nobles. Landen sat at the head, while Janie sat opposite him. As for the day's dishes, they were already quite sumptuous and extravagant to Landen, who had been eating here for several days. To entertain their guest, the Minotaur Butler had specially brought out some precious Earth Rock Dragon meat from storage, along with several spices they normally could not bear to use. Just smelling the aroma made Landen's appetite surge. How could he have imagined that the Dark Elf woman opposite him would rate all this food as pig feed?

Only then did Landen truly begin sizing up the Dark Elf woman opposite him. She was short and somewhat frail, looking like a young girl who had not yet come of age. If the Minotaur Butler had not introduced her beforehand, he would never have associated someone like her with an assassin master.

Of course, whether she was an assassin master or not did not matter. After all... heh.

"Miss Janie, right? If you don't mind, let's start eating first. To be honest, due to certain circumstances, I've been hungry for an entire day. Heh." Landen smiled as he spoke.

Janie's face twitched. She had thought they could finally begin discussing the matter, but instead she had been greeted with such a sentence. She seemed to finally understand why Vivian had sent her. As an assassin, she possessed countless times more patience than ordinary people. Given the current situation, if it had been anyone else, they probably would already have been furious enough to attack Landen.

Forcing her expression under control, Janie nodded and said, "I'm not in a hurry. Please go ahead first, Lord."

Then she watched as the man opposite her, who displayed almost none of the characteristics of a Dark Elf, actually began sweeping all the food off the table the moment she finished speaking. His vulgar manner made it impossible to tell that he was a lord. He was even worse than a servant!

Janie naturally had no intention of touching the food on the table. She would rather eat the dry rations she had brought herself. Thus, she could only hold her knife and fork and pretend to eat, waiting until Landen had devoured every bit of food before him. Yet just as she once again thought Landen would finally begin a proper conversation with her, she saw him suddenly stand up and say, "Wait a moment." Then he turned and walked out.

Several minutes later, Landen reappeared, carrying two cups. He placed one on his side, then personally handed the other to Janie.

"Miss Janie, you've come from far away, and after such a long journey, you must be exhausted. This is Corona Ginger Juice I made myself. It can quickly restore your stamina and also strengthen your body. Please, have some." Landen sat back down, lifted his cup, and gestured toward her from afar.

Corona Ginger Juice was a fairly common alchemical product. Its ingredients were common, its refining process was simple, and its effects were genuinely decent, so many people drank it. When Janie had first begun following Vivian, she had also drunk it for quite a long time. However, as her strength increased, its effects had gradually weakened, and she had stopped. Now, the familiar aroma stirred a trace of nostalgia in her, but soon her attention was drawn back to Landen.

"Alchemy is a wonderful thing. It can provide us with tremendous assistance. As my second sister's right-hand aide, I imagine you should also understand the importance of alchemists, Miss Janie. I can't compare with Yatat City in this regard—we have no talent in this field—so as the lord, I have no choice but to do it myself." Landen smiled.

Those words sounded completely different to Janie. Under Vivian's management over the years, Yatat City could indeed be called rich in talent, but most of that talent consisted of combatants. Production professionals were extremely scarce throughout the entire underground world, and Yatat City was no exception. Alchemy was the worst of all. The entire city had only one low-tier alchemist leading one Alchemy Apprentice. For a city, that lineup was truly pitiful. Thus, to Janie, Landen's words were no different from mockery.

This time, even Janie's patience could not keep her expression from changing. She hurriedly lifted her cup, using the act of drinking to conceal her reaction.

Landen acted as though he had noticed none of this and continued, "Oh, right. Did my second sister send you here for something, Miss Janie?"

At last, they had reached the main point. Afraid that Landen would continue beating around the bush, Janie could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.