Lan Is Still Playing in the Mud / Young Lady, Do You Desire Power?

"I told you long ago I have connections in Leithanian!"

The documents are genuine, and they were not forged by any of Utopia's organizations.

The Black Empress and the White Empress had long since gained the trust of the vast majority of the Electors, and had even begun to gradually seize related powers.

What's wrong with getting a legal document for your own owner?

"Master Huang, you really won't abandon me, will you? I can be your tool. Once I've learned my skills, I'll kill whoever you tell me to kill."

Ines asked Huang Cao for his thoughts again, but all she got in return was a pat on the head with her tentacles.

"Now that I have saved you and taken you as my disciple, I will take care of everything for you. Don't worry."

Still no direct response?

Ines's heart skipped a beat. She had asked this question many times on the way here, but the other person had never given her a direct answer.

Therefore, it is foreseeable that their future separation will be inevitable.

Given this, Ines made a bold decision.

Before being abandoned, you must make this man completely dependent on you, and make your existence valuable!

Ines had nowhere left to retreat.

In her confusion, the Huang Cao became her only beacon in life; this feeling was called dependence.

Chapter 409: Lan, who is still playing in the mud

"Master Huang, didn't you say you had connections in Leithanian? Why are you still wearing a mask?"

Sitting in the luxury car, Ines, who had covered her body with Originium crystals in a black robe, finally couldn't hold back any longer.

I have a feeling that things are developing a bit strangely.

Why not show your true face?

Could it be that the family background of this cheap owner is rather strange?

"Well, the future ruler of Leithanian and I have a very good relationship, but that's not necessarily the case now."

Utopia has swallowed up almost 30% of Leithanian's territory, so it's really strange that the Witch King would have a good impression of him.

Terra United Nations and Leithanian did not participate, nor did they express any protest.

Currently, the current Witch King of Leithanian is truly incompetent.

After the war ended, instead of focusing on restoring people's livelihoods, they continued to ponder things related to the warp.

Along the way, Leithanian was filled with residents who looked worried and gloomy.

Ines settled herself on the soft sofa, and suddenly felt that this kind of life seemed a little unreal.

Huang Cao was able to drive away the luxury car in the car dealership without any qualms simply by showing his identification, without even having to pay a single penny.

Even before she contracted Originium Infection, Ines had never enjoyed such a luxurious life; even when she saw the warlock, she only dared to glance at him enviously from afar.

"Let's go, there's still one person waiting for me to retrieve."

Huang Cao stroked his chin, deep in thought. Logically speaking, Lan should also be in Leithanian at this time, but he didn't know exactly where.

However, judging from the plot, one can imagine what would happen to a Leithanian with almost no Originium adaptation in the land of sorcerers.

"I've been wandering around the slums these past few days, trying to find someone."

Huang Cao decided to try his luck, but searching for this person in the Originium Database was like looking for a needle in a haystack.

There are three kinds of death, but sometimes the last kind of death often precedes the first two.

Even if such a person dies, it's as if they haven't died, because nobody cares at all.

"Slums? Do you have any friends in the slums?"

"I suppose so. She's my second apprentice. From now on, you'll be the senior sister. She's a Leithanian who doesn't know how to use Originium Arts." Huang Cao looked up at the tall Witch King Tower.

This country's development is undoubtedly abnormal, overly reliant on Originium, and doesn't even offer anyone any other choice besides Originium.

Master Huang was now dressed as a splendid nobleman, attracting the attention of many on the street, but because he was wearing a mask, no one recognized his identity.

We still need to wear the mask, otherwise if the Witch King finds out, there will be a huge mess on the spot.

When gods fight, mortals suffer; therefore, one should be as low-key as possible when enjoying life.

"Come, let Master Huang show you what true luxury is."

Huang Cao held the two Gold Card given to him by the sheep in his hands and wandered around with his newly acquired Ines.

One white card and one black card. I'll use the white card myself, and give the black card to the newly acquired Ines.

As for whether the consumption will be detected?

It's unrealistic to expect such a high level of self-awareness from chaotic Leithanian, especially since the Black and White Empresses will handle everything.

As the master, all you need to do is enjoy yourself.

Ines was also frightened by Master Huang's behavior, but she still accepted this hard-won fortune with great enjoyment.

One should not mistreat oneself, let alone when spending other people's money.

To a rich young master, refusing a treat is seen as ignoring him.

A few days later, in the evening.

Ines emerged from the luxurious jacuzzi, wrapped in a towel, after taking a bath.

Looking at the Originium crystal growing on her waist, Ines suddenly realized something.

The reason why infected people are ostracized is simply because they lack power.

Even Originium crystals can be worshipped if they have status, let alone Infected individuals.

"You promised to make me your bed warmer, but you ended up booking a private room right next door."

Black Sheep, now living in the Witch King's Suite, lay unhappily on the soft, large bed, next to a picture of him dressed as a maid from a few days ago.

Although living with this cheap owner meant a life free from worries about food and drink, and a future of wealth and luxury was already foreseeable.

But these past few days have brought Ines a feeling far different from that in the wilderness; she feels unusually depressed and unhappy.

The specific reason is that a certain man next door hasn't seen her for three days.

Not only did they sleep in separate rooms, but they also stayed out for three nights straight.

If it weren't for the guarantees made and the fact that the other party was in a certain position, Ines would have really thought this guy was going to run away.

Am I some kind of annoying person?

Standing up in front of the huge floor-length mirror, Ines untied the towel wrapped around herself.

"Isn't my figure great?"

Ines rubbed the underdeveloped armor on her chest with her hand; the feel of it was mediocre.

She knew her cheap master wouldn't care about her status as an infected person; after all, if he really cared, he wouldn't have offered to help. Besides, their interactions over the past few days hadn't been entirely like those of strangers.

Especially on the night before entering the city, Ines, as a maid, slept in Master Huang. Although she was wearing a maid's outfit at the time, they were already exceptionally close.

"What is it about the slums that attracts you?"

If she could, Ines would rather not live in this suite.

It wouldn't be bad for the two of them to continue traveling together in the wilderness.

And he's so young, he shouldn't be married, so why did he smell like a woman when he came home that night?

And it wasn't just one...

A strange thought suddenly popped into Ines's head, but she quickly dismissed it.

"Why should I think about such things? I should be more worried about whether I can learn real skills."

And so, Ines took one last look at the moonlit sky and drifted off to sleep with a heart full of trepidation.

As for what Master Huang was doing after disappearing for two or three days?

Of course, we need to find operators with super-sized cups!

In Leithanian, people who are completely unfamiliar with Originium Arts are extremely rare, and their births attract a lot of attention.

So Lan was already somewhat famous when she was a child, although the consequences of this fame were not good, mostly consisting of ridicule from others.

Furthermore, due to her unique physical condition, Lan's father believed he had been cuckolded when she was very young, so he quickly kicked her out of the house.

Even her own mother didn't try to stop her, treating her like a toy that could be found anywhere.

Having lost her means of livelihood, young Lan could only scavenge for food in the stinking ditches and around garbage cans in the slums.

Their living conditions are only slightly better than those of the infected, since they don't have to worry about being forced to go to the Witch King's Tower.

However, because there were so many people in the slums, Huang Cao searched secretly so as not to alert the enemy.

Until one day, a group of infected people were suddenly discovered in the slums.

The Witch King's guards, armed with heavy weapons, immediately began clearing out the slums upon receiving orders.

Standing on the high ground of the slum, Huang Cao saw the weapons in the hands of the guards.

Lanthanum.

In the original storyline, this word belonged to the future three-time champion of Kazimierz, but now it's just a weapon.

Chapter 410: Girl, do you yearn to throw away tiles?

"Who can save me?"

The blonde girl with ram's horns hid in the leaky shack and watched helplessly as her friend was dragged away by the guards and then had her head smashed.

Without power, there is nothing.

Previously, the little girl's understanding of this phrase was basically limited to the life of Noble Lord.

But now she truly understands what despair is.

The moment her usual companion was dragged out and had her head smashed by the guards, the bloodshed and violence were etched into the girl's soul.

Especially the weapons held by the guards; with just a light tap, they could completely shatter a person's skull without the slightest hesitation.

But what can I do?

How could a body weakened by long-term malnutrition possibly compare to the steel of a knight?

After her friend's head was smashed, the fear in the girl's eyes gradually faded, and she firmly remembered the killer's appearance.

The girl vowed that if she ever became strong enough, she would smash this person's head in as a tribute to her friend.

However, until that happens, she is still powerless.

Even now, the only reason I'm lucky enough to survive is because I'm not infected.

What's the name of your weapon?

The girl overcame all her fears and boldly asked.

The sorcerer, carrying his weapon, didn't turn around, but simply replied with a single word:

"Lanthanum."

The guards hadn't noticed anything amiss with the girl, so what harm would it do to tell her?

He was happy to see anyone fear him, because once you were born in the slums, there was no chance of ever turning your life around.

From this day forward, my name will be Lan.

A golden flame ignited within the girl with enormous ram horns on her head.

Just you wait, I'll make you pay with your life.

After the guards left, Lan buried her dead companion in the ground.

I'm heartbroken and want to cry.

But these actions mean nothing to girls today.

Lan suddenly realized something: she could no longer keep trying to fight against the Originium, which she could no longer feel. The power she felt when the guard's weapon shattered his skull had greatly shocked her.