[Volume 4]: Chapter 88 - A Sweet Girl Won’t Be Fooled By The Villainess

"Auction? Magic plants?" Obviously, one of Ifia's previous guesses had not come true. When Qiurte heard the word "auction," his shocked expression didn't seem fake, and even his pupils involuntarily dilated. It was obvious that he was very surprised. No wonder Qiurte had such a big reaction. Rare magic plants were not common. After a large group of people and horses arrived at the Kamis territory, although some lucky ones found magic plants, most of them got nothing. Every day they kept searching in the snow, but even with frostbite and cracked skin, they couldn't find any magic plants amidst the snow and wind. This was somewhat good news for Qiurte. After all, if the magic plants were easy to find, it would have been a serious dereliction of duty for him to spend more than a year in the Kamis territory without finding a single one, not to mention the punishment from the Rosseld royal family, and he would be ashamed of himself. However, seeing that the other teams had no harvest, Qiurte was not entirely happy. He felt a sense of sorrow for the others. But now, what was Baron Amelia saying sitting across from him? Organize an auction exclusively for magic plants! Is she crazy? Who does Baron Amelia think she is, summoning magic plants just like that? A trace of disdain flashed across Qiurte's face, obviously not believing that Baron Amelia, who had only arrived in the Kamis territory a few days ago, could have the ability to organize an auction for magic plants. Maybe it was just an exaggeration by a woman. Thinking about all this, Qiurte suddenly felt there was no need to continue the conversation. Despite the royal family's favor towards Baron Amelia, the reality was quite the opposite. Instead of wasting time speaking here, he thought it would be better to lead the team in continuing to search for traces of magic plants. Before leaving, however, Qiurte still joked, "Miss Baron, I am looking forward to the auction two days later." While saying this, Qiurte left with his team, and Amelia continued to sit on the sofa without getting up to see them off. It seemed impolite, but the position of a ducal daughter was indeed very noble. In short, Qiurte wasn't worthy of her status. And after the annoying fellow left, Ifia still wore a gloomy expression. Although she had decided to drain their wallets at the auction and then embarrass them, seeing Qiurte's contemptuous look made her very unhappy! No wonder saying goes, "Violence cannot solve everything, but it can make one feel better." Amelia looked at the frowning kitten and couldn't help but reach out and lightly pinch Ifia's cheek, then unceremoniously picked her up and hugged her directly. At this time, Ifia did not have her usual plump appearance. Her soft black hair cascaded behind her, wearing a light dress, she leaned into Amelia's arms like a cute little kitten, looking calm and comfortable. However, even so, she couldn't help but retort, "But that Qiurte is really annoying, always arrogant and disrespectful. In reality, he's not even a match for your little finger, let alone you, Amelia!" As soon as she said this, Ifia regretted it. It wasn't just not a match for Amelia's little finger. Not even a single strand of her hair was a match!!! Hearing this, Amelia chuckled lightly, gently stroking Ifia's smooth long hair. She didn't say anything more on the matter, agreeing, "Yes, he's indeed annoying. But luckily, they can provide a large sum of money, which we can grab during the auction and then give them a good slap in the face." As soon as Ifia heard the word 'money,' she immediately perked up, unable to resist being cheered up by the thought. Ignoring the comfortable feeling of her hair being stroked, she raised her hands, hooked Amelia's neck, and her shining black eyes sparkled like a cat stealing fish, expressing her excitement and sharing her plan. "Actually, at first, I just wanted to quietly watch the show, to see you, Amelia, give them a good slap in the face. After all, these guys are up to no good, so they deserve to be dealt with thoroughly." "But, unfortunately, without the magic plant by our side, we can only wait for the auction to see their surprised faces and make a big profit!" "But is this a bit of a cowardly approach, or is a direct beating the best?" As she spoke, Ifia hesitated and began to doubt herself. Although making money was good, with Amelia's status, she could straightforwardly teach them a lesson... Ah, since crossing over to this world and losing her privileged status, she had gradually become somewhat timid. The only thing she knew was to sulk. When could she stand tall again! Well, that's because Amelia was too good, she would accompany her in her antics no matter what. Thinking this, Ifia, who had originally felt a little down, quickly brightened up, and her face recovered its smile, and without warning, she directly kissed Amelia's cheek, feeling extremely content. This left Amelia slightly helpless, but despite Ifia's change of heart, she still said, "Ifia, your idea is good. Emptying their wallets is better than humiliating them! Also, I think after this conversation, Qiurte will inform the other teams about the upcoming auction on his return." "Compared to the Baron family's guards' publicity, Qiurte represents the Rosseld royal family, and his propaganda will be more effective, attracting more people to the auction." Everything has its advantages and disadvantages. Amelia found the advantageous side, which made Ifia blink. Slightly puzzled, she asked, "But Qiurte doesn't believe it, right? His parting words seemed more like mocking!" "It's precisely because he doesn't believe it that he'll spread the word far and wide, attracting more people to witness the spectacle." Human negative emotions are the demons' favorite food. Therefore, Amelia accurately detected malice. Upon hearing this, Ifia became even angrier. She couldn't help but sit up straight in Amelia's arms, and began to berate Qiurte for his incompetence. "Who does he think he is, wanting to see a spectacle? We've been in the Kamis territory for a few days, and he doesn't even know about the auction. Now he still thinks you are just bluffing, it's really ridiculous! But as Ifia said this, she felt something was not right. After all, Amelia had confiscated a magic plant and announced the auction on the spot. Did Qiurte really not know about the auction? Seeing the doubt on Ifia's face, Amelia smiled, clarifying, "Apart from the Baron family's guards, the only others present were the two groups who tried to block our way. They all wanted the magic plant, so naturally, they didn't want more competition. So as long as we don't disclose the auction information, they will remain hidden. And the Baron family's guards won't leak information without my orders." Ah, got it! Ifia understood. Amelia had mentioned the auction, and was originally planning it for today, but finding the Ill-Fate Vine had taken some time, so it was postponed. As a result, with Qiurte and the others eagerly seeking them out, there was no need to plan any longer. Ignoring her underground cave and various flirtatious behavior in the bathroom, Ifia thought about how the super-large Ill-Fate Vine could be divided into many magic plants, and they would make a killing from it! (①W) "Ifia, even though the Ill-Fate Vine can be divided, this time only five magic plants will be offered at the auction, as rare things are precious." "Yeah, I know. We certainly need to squeeze the royal family's wallets, let them keep hopping and get what they deserve." Ifia could already imagine a massive fortune coming their way. This made her beam with delight and finally brightened her mood. No longer feeling upset because of Qiurte and the others, her attention returned to reality, and she suddenly realized the position she was in, nestled in Amelia's arms. This mischievous thought immediately crossed her mind~