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There was no water in the room, so the maid, Puvelli, took a copper bottle to the kitchen to fetch some clean hot water. When she returned, she poured the hot water from the bottle into a bowl and handed it to Pania, whispering beside her, "I just found out that Sulesadevi has just gone out. I heard she went to the temple with those noble ladies."

Li Wei was very busy these past three days, and Suleisa, as the newly appointed mistress of Tuli Town, was naturally also very busy. Too many female relatives of merchants and soldiers wanted to curry favor with Suleisa, and today Suleisa was attending one of them.

The gathering included the wives of Vaishya merchants and the wives of soldiers. Suleisa went to both connect with these women and to convey Li Wei's message: Tuli Town was the same as when Sakje was there, only now it had a different master, and Li Wei would not carry out a major purge.

"Why are you telling me this?" Pania looked at the maid strangely. She took the copper cup, took a small sip of water, and the steam rising from the hot water in the cup hit Pania's fair face. Her lips were very beautiful, very thin, with a thin layer of rouge on them. The light cast a faint shadow, making them look as soft and hazy as a peach. In particular, her lower lip was slightly thicker than her upper lip, which reminded people of a plump and juicy peach, making them want to take a bite.

The maid seemed somewhat flustered, but then made up her mind and said, "There's someone in the kitchen who still remembers Devi's kindness. I had him make Morgu soup early this morning, and Devi can take it to Salma later."

Molguri soup, a nut-cream soup, is made by soaking and peeling almonds, grinding them together with milk and mozzarella into a paste, adding saffron and milk skin, and simmering it slowly. It has a rich nutty aroma.

And at that very moment, Pania's face became incredibly interesting, a mixture of shame, anger, embarrassment, and other complex emotions. Her eyes were fixed on the maid, who was utterly astonished by her audacity.

Yes, she was thinking to herself that Li Wei was excellent, but thinking and doing are two different things. She had previously thought that Sakje was not up to par and that he was not her ideal husband, but before Sakje asked her to switch partners, wasn't she outwardly fulfilling her duties as a wife?

Moreover, she is the legitimate daughter of the Hamanthus family. What is Puvelli asking her to do? Is she to offer herself to him like a dancer?

"Don't say that to Puvili again." Pania couldn't bear to scold her personal maid who had been with her since childhood. She just glared at Puvili and told her not to do that again. She was the one who spoiled her and dared to make such arrangements for her on her own.

"Devi, it's just a bowl of soup, nothing much," the maid, Pvley, said enticingly. "After many towns are captured, the women of the former lord usually suffer terribly. The new lord treats these women either by killing them or by giving them to his soldiers for their pleasure. This Livisalma has been quite good to us; no one has bothered with us. I think it's appropriate to send some soup as a token of our gratitude."

"Is that so? Thank you..." Pania frowned slightly.

Seeing that Panya seemed interested, the maid knew where her mistress Dwyane's weakness lay. She whispered in Panya's ear, "Don't you want to preserve the old master's legacy? The young master's situation is not optimistic right now. If Livisalma unites the three towns and joins forces with the young master to deal with Amir, there will be hope."

"Go deliver the soup later to express your gratitude, and then you don't need to do anything else. Muwei Town and that other town both have the old master's former subordinates, right? Just tell Salma that if you want to attack these two towns, you can contribute. This can be considered a preliminary alliance between the Hamantor family and Levi, so that Salma will remember the good deeds of the Hamantor family. When you deliver the soup, you are representing the Hamantor family to form an alliance, not doing the pathetic work of a dancer."

This personal maid, who had grown up with Pania since childhood, clearly knew her Devi extremely well, and every word she said hit the nail on the head.

When the maid finished speaking, Pania didn't say anything. She stared at Phuvili quietly for a long time, the shadow falling on her face, her long eyelashes intertwined in the dim light. After a long while, she nodded and said, "I'll listen to you."

Hearing Pania say this, Puvili was overjoyed. She wasn't harming her own Devi, but helping him.

She had observed him for the past three days and concluded that Livisalma was a rare and outstanding young man who was not lecherous, had only one wife, Suleisa, and did not indulge in pleasure with dancers.

Moreover, it was clearly meaningful that Li Weisalma carried his own Devi back to his room that day.

But for the past three days, her master Devi has done nothing but sit idly in his room, which has made the maid very anxious. So today she came up with this idea: she felt that her master Devi had to capture this master.

Often, the difference between a man and a woman is just a thin veil away from crossing that line. The maid felt that as long as her mistress, Devi, had contact with that man, anything was possible.

After a while, the maid Puvelli returned from the kitchen with soup.

"Devi, go ahead." The maid handed the soup to Pania.

Pania took the bowl, her fair fingers gripping the soup plate tightly. She hesitated for a moment, then stepped back into the room with one foot. Clearly, the fact that the eldest daughter of the Hamanthus family was bringing soup to Li Wei made her extremely conflicted.

Finally, the maid pushed Pania out.

"It's just soup to express our gratitude, nothing special," the maid said softly.

……

Li Wei was handling official business in his room, his brows furrowed. On the table in front of him were two things: a map of the Nine Towns and information about the city of Muwei and its troop deployment. On the paper, Li Wei had written the three characters "Brahma Army Master" heavily.

The construction of the Black Stone Catapult did not go as smoothly as he had imagined, because he lacked Brahma warriors.

Tuli Town's foundation is too shallow. It only has one Brahma Weapon Master who has not yet reached the next level. Crafting things like the Black Stone Catapult can be done by artisans, that's no problem. But for the final inscription of the Qi and Blood Array, at the very least, a Brahma Weapon Master who has reached the next level is needed to inscribe it, so that its power can be maximized.

"Where can we find a rank-up Brahma Soldier?" Li Wei pondered. Suddenly, he realized that among the Nine Towns, only the Hamanthu family and Amir's side might have enough resources to possess rank-up Brahma Soldier Masters.

"The Hamanthus family..." Li Wei narrowed his eyes. He had been busy dealing with town affairs for the past three days, which made him forget that the Hamanthus family still had a legitimate daughter in his mansion.

"Could I get a mid-level Brahma Soldier through Panya?" Li Wei wondered, thinking that he should go and meet this legitimate daughter.

Just then, the maid outside announced that Panya Devi had arrived.

Pania?

Li Wei was taken aback for a moment, but as if on cue, Panya appeared. He instructed the maid to let Panya in.

I was just about to look for you, and you delivered yourself right to my door.