"Ha ha ha ha!"
As Marquis Fiat Gallop's almost deranged laughter rang out, heaven and earth spun within the palace Study where Jenny was, and everything twisted.
"Who would have thought, who would have thought..." Fiat's face gradually dissolved, revealing a furry fox face. "The first person in nearly fifty years to see through my dreamcraft is actually a little girl like you."
Faced with the huge fox, the girl felt immense pressure. Jenny felt as though her body had been completely petrified, like a stone; only her mouth could barely move. "You're a Fox Clan member? What exactly are you trying to do?"
"Mm, I already said it just now. I want you to take Landen Gallop's place." Having completely torn off his mask, the great fox no longer seemed excited or surprised. Instead, he spoke with an easy expression. "In other words, I'd like you to assassinate the Lord of Night-Kirin City, Earl Landen Gallop, tonight."
"Me? Assassinate an Imperial Earl?" Jenny could hardly believe it. "Do you think that's possible?"
"Of course. Let me introduce myself. I am Suvila, a Master of the Fox Clan. I reached High-Rank roughly fifty years before that father of yours, who was propped up by Magic Potions." With a casual wave of his paw, the fox made Jenny feel her body sit up from the bed, walk to the table, and begin writing a letter.
"First, let's send Marquis Fiat a letter and show him your resolve!" Suvila said with a smile in the dream. Under his control, once Jenny's body had finished the letter, it rose and headed for the door. "You see, I don't need your consent for this assassination. I can directly control you to carry it out."
"But Landen Gallop is a High-Rank Lord. I'm only an