Type-Moon, isn't this really the other world?

Although Lin Jiu'an stated that he would not target the Animusfia family, if they could find out what Lin Jiu'an was doing, their family would be able to prepare accordingly.

However, Trisha spoke first, saying, "Then we won't bother you any longer."

Olga Marie could only rise, give a very ladylike bow, and leave the room with Olga Marie.

Why not ask him what he actually wants to do?

On the way to her room to rest with the white-haired maid, Olga Marie couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

"That way we can talk to our father and have a plan."

Trisha sighed inwardly.

My daughter is good in every way, except she doesn't seem like a magician.

She was arrogant and impatient, and her talent was only average. If she had been born into an ordinary magic family or a wealthy family, she would have been a wonderful girl. Unfortunately, she was born into the Animusfia family and was the only daughter of the family head.

Trisha glanced at the white-haired maid who was not turning her head and said in a low voice, "If Mr. Lin doesn't bring it up, we can't ask him. It would be very impolite, Miss."

The most important thing is to ask, "And then?"

If Lin Jiu'an succeeds, that would be good.

If the plan goes wrong and is leaked, it's certainly not their doing, but how are they going to explain it?

Or perhaps after they ask, they can work with Lin Jiu'an to deal with the Magic Association?

Olga Marie hadn't thought that far ahead. Listening to Trisha's words, she did feel that she had indeed been somewhat impolite in trying to impress her father by being so eager to find out information, so she didn't say anything more.

soon.

The white-haired maid then led Olga Marie and Trisha to the rooms prepared for them, each with its own bathroom.

After the maid left the room, Trisha went into the bathroom.

Since those magic families made their move yesterday.

The head of the family then instructed her to bring Olga Marie to Tokyo to explain the situation to Lin Jiu'an.

The two of them traveled halfway around the world and spent nearly a day on the plane. After getting off the plane, they immediately rushed to Linglongguan's house to request a meeting with Lin Jiu'an.

As Trisha took a shower in the bathroom, letting the hot water wash over her body, she looked down at her own body and suddenly the scene she had seen in Misaya's bedroom flashed into her mind.

His throat involuntarily moved slightly, and his left hand trembled slightly.

"Trisha, Trisha, what are you thinking?"

Although she was already married, she never had the chance to use it because she was always with Olga Marie. So she carried tools with her, but she only used them when she was in a hotel or at home.

How could you do that when you're a guest at someone else's house...?

"Anyway, it won't be discovered."

Trisha murmured.

I arrived at the clothes rack still soaking wet.

He reached in and groped around for a while, and just as he grasped the treasure he carried with him, there was a sudden knock on the bedroom door.

Trisha trembled instantly, like a child caught doing something wrong, and withdrew her hand.

"Who?"

"Ms. Teresa, my master would like to speak with you privately. Is now a convenient time for you?"

It's the middle of the night, is there something you want to talk to me about privately?

Trisha recalled the wanton gaze Lin Jiu'an had given her back then, and her smooth, slender legs involuntarily tightened slightly.

It's probably not something serious, is it?

Trisha's cold and beautiful face showed a look of shame and anger, but her eyes were filled with expectation. After hesitating for a while, she finally agreed.

"Wait a moment, I'll be right out."

"My master asked me to bring you a bathrobe. Shall I bring it in now?"

After hesitating for a moment, Trisha replied, "Thank you for your help."

The sound of the bedroom door opening was heard, followed by footsteps approaching the bathroom, and then the bathroom door opened.

The white-haired head maid held a completely gray bathrobe in her hands.

Trisha took the bathrobe and put it aside.

After the maid left, Trisha quickly dried herself off, picked up her bathrobe, opened it, and immediately confirmed her 'bad feeling'.

This outfit isn't exactly revealing, but it's definitely not safe either.

Wear it on your body.

Her collarbone was exposed, and her chest formed a deep 'V' shape, seemingly extending all the way to her navel. Below, only half of her thighs were covered, revealing her long, slender, and snow-white legs.

Standing in front of the mirror, looking at the outfit that was 'very revealing' compared to her usual coats, Trisha bit her lower lip slightly.

Should I really go see her?

"Miss?"

The maid's voice rang out again from outside the door.

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"arrive."

The white-haired head maid's sudden voice brought Trisha back to reality.

You can see it as soon as you look up.

This time, the white-haired head maid did not open the door and go in first. Instead, she stepped aside to look at her, maintaining a respectful posture with her upper body slightly leaning forward.

"The master has been waiting for you for a long time. Please come in."

The window on the other side of the corridor was open.

The cool autumn wind blew through the loose collar and hem of her clothes and into her body, but Trisha felt extremely hot.

After hesitating for a moment, Trisha took a deep breath, her face still bearing that cold and aloof expression, and pushed open the door to enter the room.

'Squeak.'

Trisha had just entered the room.

Before she could even observe the scene inside the room, she heard the door behind her close, and she almost lost her cold and aloof expression.

Good evening, ma'am.

Trisha looked toward the source of the sound.

Lin Jiu'an was sitting alone on the sofa.

Shuten-dōji and Reirōkan Misaya had disappeared without a trace. Instead, behind him, in the shadows beyond the reach of the moonlight and dim lamplight, stood a petite and sexy girl with wheat-colored skin.

"Come, sit down."

Trisha glanced at the empty seat next to Lin Jiu'an, hesitated for a moment, and then walked over and slowly sat down next to him.

"Where are Miss Linglongguan and Lady Shuten?"

"They..."

Chapter Seven: Don't Treat Me Like a Human Being

"They're busy tonight; they need to take care of their own things."

Although Lin Jiu'an was laughing as he spoke, he even sat up straight and leaned forward slightly, picked up the half-empty wine bottle on the table, and poured two glasses of wine.

But Trisha felt a chill run down her spine.

She knew they were probably doing something to fight back against the Magic Association.

So, what would Lin Jiu'an, who could call Morgan's massacre of magicians "merciful," do?

"Want a drink?"

"Thank you."

Trisha took the wine glass from Lin Jiu'an's hand. Her fingers accidentally touched it, and she instinctively withdrew her hand in a fluster. However, she immediately felt even more ashamed of her girlish behavior.

"Judging from your hairstyle, are you married?"

"Yes, it was decided by the family."

Trisha gave an awkward smile and accepted the glass.

As a married woman, even though she and her husband are often apart and their relationship is very ordinary due to their marriage of convenience, she shouldn't be ashamed of something as ridiculous as a finger touching her.

The atmosphere in the room was somewhat ambiguous.

Coupled with the actions of Misaya of the Reiko Pavilion and Shuten-dōji that she had witnessed before, as well as her own chilly clothes, she couldn't help but overthink things.

"I'm sorry to have made you laugh."

Trisha raised her glass and took a small sip, hoping to ease the awkwardness.

Then her beautiful eyes couldn't help but light up.

As Olga Marie's de facto 'caretaker', she had drunk many fine wines, but those priceless wines seemed like cheap alcohol and aged vintage compared to this casually poured glass.

It has a silky smooth texture, a sweet and mellow aroma, and a lingering aftertaste.

even.

Trisha found that the fatigue and drowsiness from traveling all night had disappeared, and she had not only regained her energy, but her total magic power had even increased slightly.

Although it was only a tiny bit.

But this is already amazing enough.

It's important to understand that the quality and quantity of magic circuits are innate and difficult to change later in life. Otherwise, the magic world wouldn't define the strength of a magic family by the number of generations of its lineage.

But this fine wine can actually make the impossible possible!

Increase the amount of your magic circuits!

Trisha's throat moved slightly, but when she came to her senses, she found that she had already drunk the wine, and not a single drop could be poured out of the glass.

"It made you laugh."

Trisha put down her glass and awkwardly smoothed a strand of hair behind her ear.

Having been taught to be elegant since childhood, this was the first time she had been so rude in front of strangers. For the first time since entering the house, her face flushed red.

"That's normal. Basically, everyone I know is like that the first time they drink alcohol."

Lin Jiu'an poured another glass for Trisha.

This time, instead of pouring a third, he poured in all the remaining wine in her glass, filling it to more than two-thirds full.

Trisha didn't mind the impolite behavior.

On the contrary, I was quite happy.

But she remained reserved and didn't take it. Instead, she smoothed a strand of hair at her temple and said, "This is too precious."

As she took a sip of the wine, she also learned where it came from.

Wine produced in Mount Oe.

To be precise, I heard that the sake was produced by Shuten-dōji. Although the Linglongguan family in London was at odds with him, the sake was so delicious that it became popular among European nobles.

It's priceless.

Even though she had only heard that this wine was extremely fragrant, she had never tasted it and was puzzled as to why it could be sold at such an exorbitant price, since it was still just wine.

Now I understand.

Even if this fine wine cannot increase the total amount of magic power, Trisha would be willing to spend a fortune to buy a bottle just for its taste.

As for why it's one bottle?

Because at the price of this wine on the European black market, buying two bottles could bankrupt her!

"Madam, you're being too polite."

Lin Jiu'an leaned back on the sofa and reached out to hug Trisha's waist, causing Trisha to stiffen.