[Volume 5]: Chapter 10 - A Sweet Girl Won’t Be Fooled By The Villainess

Ah, what's this? Ifia's eyes widened in shock as she looked up at the mischievous Amelia. She couldn't believe that no one else at the banquet could see her. Even Asmod, the demon black cat, couldn't see her. How could Amelia see her? Wasn't the system supposed to have fixed the bug with the plot fragments already? To prevent Amelia from tricking her, Ifia didn't say a word and immediately turned and ran. She just wanted to get far away from her. However, much to Ifia's dismay, even though she ran as fast as she could, she was teleported back to the black cat's side due to a specific rule. What a letdown. Ifia rolled her eyes in exasperation, knowing she couldn't escape unless Asmod voluntarily left the banquet. "Lord Ahriman, were you just talking to me? You're so strange. I didn't expect you to be this kind of lord!" While Ifia was feeling frustrated, the black cat Asmod chuckled mischievously and then spoke shyly. However, the consequence of his slyness was being shot a glance by the baroness, Amelia. And then, he exploded. Well, it was a physical explosion, and the cat exploded into bits and pieces that rained down like a heavenly flower in the banquet, causing the attending nobles to scream uncontrollably. Amelia, on the other hand, stood still and indifferent, watching the chaos unfold at the banquet. Not a single speck of flesh landed on her. This made Ifia unconsciously move closer to Amelia because, even though she was currently in a soul-like state, she couldn't bear to have the pieces of flesh land straight on the ground. She'd rather lean against Amelia than accept the bits dropping on her face. However, the dead cat Asmod seemed to be no longer bound by the rules, so he could have made a run for it. "Lord Ahriman, I was wrong. I won't be cheeky again!" While Ifia was trying to avoid the splattering pieces of flesh and escape, the black cat Asmod, who seemed to have come back to life, appeared again, seemingly oblivious to having died once. He sorrowfully licked his paws and then raised both front paws in surrender, making Ifia want to give him a smack. What a spineless demon! What's there to fear? Be bold and face it head-on! Just a mischievous Amelia... "Lord Ahriman, I... Before the black cat Asmod could continue to butter up, Baroness, Amelia suddenly snapped her fingers, and the next moment, the banquet seemed to be paused. Everyone froze in their tracks, except for Ifia and Baroness Amelia. This time, the troublemaking individual, Baroness Amelia, walked straight to Ifia without giving her a chance to doubt, and lifted Ifia's chin to hold her cute face. Now, I've got you. Then, Baroness Amelia bent down closer, her sparkling purple eyes glistening like the most precious amethysts, delivering a close-range beauty strike that made Ifia's heart race uncontrollably and her cheeks blush. Her round black eyes showed anger, berating herself for being so undignified! "Let go of me! I don't know you!" After the initial enchantment wore off, Ifia quickly remembered the harsh reality of being deceived by Amelia. "Don't know me?" Even though Ifia was on the verge of exploding, Baroness Amelia didn't let go. She slightly smirked, and despite only having seen Ifia a couple of times, she always felt immensely pleased when she saw this little one. However, after their first meeting on the boat to Tarek Kingdom, she started investigating as soon as she returned to the Sis Empire, checking both noble families and commoners, yet found no one named Ifia within the country. So, where did this little one come from? "Your expression and attitude don't suggest that." Baroness Amelia sometimes wondered if the adorable little one that made her itch wasn't going to appear anymore. However, when she saw her on the street, her excitement was immediate. Yet, it wasn't the right time to act, so she had to suppress her feelings and invite Asmod to the banquet. After all, it seemed that the little one couldn't be too far from Asmod; otherwise, she would be sent back to his side. This familiar feeling, similar to the rules of the world, greatly intrigued Baroness Amelia. Now, after finally meeting and talking, Baroness Amelia couldn't help but smile and, instead of holding Ifia's chin, she grabbed her arm. Her palm slid down and finally held Ifia's hand, which felt small and soft. So adorable. Baroness Amelia made a gesture towards Asmod, and at the same time, the domain of incarceration opened, throwing Asmod straight into hell and then closed the domain next second. Ifia stood still, not following Asmod to leave. The special rule that bound her had disappeared! In that case... Ifia shook off Amelia's hand and made a dash for the banquet hall entrance. Charge, for freedom ahead! She absolutely couldn't let Amelia catch her. However, just as Ifia thought she had escaped the banquet hall and was about to be free, she was sent back to Amelia's side again the next moment. How was this possible! Could it be that after Amelia took Asmod away, she became the target that Ifia must follow, in place of Asmod? This can't be happening! "Are you going to keep running?" Amelia, who had been thrown off by Ifia, was unexpectedly patient. At the moment, she wasn't angry but rather tolerant, allowing Ifia to continue. It seemed like a gentle master watching her unruly pet have fun causing trouble. Upon hearing this, and looking at the annoying face of Amelia, Ifia grumpily snorted and continued to run, unwilling to admit defeat. This time, instead of running straight out of the banquet hall, she ran up the stairs. However, as soon as she reached the second floor, her vision blurred. Then, when her sight returned to normal, as expected, she was back by Amelia's side. Why, oh why was this happening to her! She had just been through a breakup and should have licked her wounds in some desolate place, not encountered Amelia in plot fragments. Although the present Amelia hadn't deceived her, just looking at that beautiful face made Ifia so mad! Having failed twice in a row, Ifia wasn't going to waste her effort anymore. She sat down and decided to stick to the spot, refusing to move. Just as Ifia had made up her mind, Amelia reached out and placed her hand on Ifia's shoulder, and in a blink of an eye, the surrounding scene immediately changed, and they appeared in an unfamiliar place. Compared to the bustling and luxurious banquet, the dim and damp underground chamber intimidated Ifia to the point where she shivered visibly, especially when she saw various types of torture devices hanging on the wall next to burning torches. She quickly glanced at the mischievous Amelia, hoping she wouldn't use these devices on her! "Little one, I'm very interested in you, so tell me about your origins!" Amelia smiled as she spoke, and while she looked gentle and beautiful, her next words were rather chilling: "If what you say displeases me, you will face punishment." This completes the translation of the provided text. If you require further assistance, feel free to ask.