They are all characters I control.

"It's nothing." Anna didn't want to say much, but looking up at Lia's innocently smiling face, she couldn't help but ask, "Miss, do you think this kind of life is good? Don't you want to change anything?"

As the eldest daughter of the Marquis de Rothschild family, she was bullied and isolated at school every day by the second daughter.

Even going home, they couldn't get a carriage and had to walk, which was pitiful.

As a maid, she too had to cross the streets filled with commoners and devoid of knights as darkness fell.

Mingming Liya is the young lady, the one who can inherit everything from the Rost family.

Now they are being treated so badly, yet they show no intention of resisting or taking back what belongs to them.

How can Leah still smile like that every day? So optimistic?

"Anna?" Lia was somewhat taken aback.

Looking at Anna's serious expression, she quickly calmed down.

"Actually, I just feel that more important than fighting for those things is being able to..."

Just then, something unexpected happened!

A dark figure, like a ghost, pounced out from the shadows at the street corner, wielding a dagger and lunging at Lia.

Upon seeing this, the surrounding civilians immediately scattered and fled.

"Watch out!" Anna reacted quickly, throwing her luggage at the other person and shoving the terrified Lia standing beside her.

Seeing the frightened look on Lia's face as she recovered from her shock, Anna grew tired of being around this cowardly Lia.

"Run! What are you standing there for?!"

Anna grabbed Lia and ran away.

The attacker behind them easily dodged the thrown luggage and swiftly chased after the two women.

Neither Anna nor Lia were skilled in swordsmanship or horsemanship, and the attackers caught up with them again in less than two minutes.

Seeing the maid dragging Lia away, the attacker's blade pierced Anna first.

Clearly, the plan is to deal with the physically strong but troublesome maid first.

"Watch out for Anna!"

Lia turned around and happened to see this dangerous scene. Almost without thinking, she pushed Anna away from her.

With the sound of a dagger slicing through a body, Lia's blood instantly stained the sleeves of her school uniform.

"You! Are you an idiot?!" Anna stumbled as she was pushed.

She turned around and saw the blooming blood on Leah's arm, her eyes filled with disbelief.

Not only Anna, but even the attacker paused for two seconds in surprise.

Seeing the attackers rapidly approaching from behind, Lia had no time to respond to Anna's words. She raised her hand and quickly drew a simple rune in mid-air with magic.

"flash!"

As the rune was completed inscribed in front of Lia, the [Shining Rune] exploded in the air.

A sudden burst of intense light exploded in front of the attacker.

The attackers immediately slowed their movements.

"Fire!" Lia used the second basic rune she had just learned.

A ball of flame the size of a palm shot towards the attacker's face.

Of course, Lia knew that her level of attack couldn't be expected to produce any outstanding results.

So after using the second rune, she prepared to turn and run away.

"Anna, run!"

When Lia shouted this, she found that Anna had already run away more than ten meters away.

But Leah wasn't upset about it; in fact, it was exactly what she wanted.

Instead of going in the same direction as Anna, Lia, supporting her bleeding arm, turned and ran towards another alley.

With a "poof," the attacker easily extinguished the flames with his dagger.

The exposed eyes stared at Lia's retreating figure, a hint of disappointment in their gaze.

However, the attackers did not let Lia go.

With a flash, the attacker quickly chased after Lia.

Lia didn't know how long she had been running, nor how many boxes she had bumped into. She had never entered the area where the civilians lived.

But as she gasped for breath and stared at the dead end before her, Leah truly felt despair.

Looking back at the attacker wielding a dagger slowly approaching her, her spirits plummeted.

"Gale!" However, Lia then used her magic to construct a third rune imprint.

As a gust of wind swirled around Lia, she felt her body become much lighter.

She bent down and picked up a broom that had broken in two beside her and held it in her hand.

On that dirty, pretty little face, Anna had never seen such a tenacity before.

"I don't know who you are, but I won't die easily."

"My mother sacrificed herself for my birth, and I will not die easily for her sake."

After saying these encouraging words to herself, Lia, who had gained a speed boost from the rune imprint, raised the broken broom in her hand and charged towards the attacker in front of her.

The attacker seemed somewhat speechless at Leah's beginner-like demeanor.

With just one foot raised, Leah was kicked flying.

"That's all you know? What other magic do you know in the library? We can talk about it slowly. Where did you learn all this from?" The attacker spoke, looking down at the weak noble lady in front of him.

A library? Magic?

Lia remembered the three magic books she had been guided to read by the gods.

"I have no idea!"

Lia gripped the broken broom tightly in her hand.

Since the other party was asking her about the god who guides her, she absolutely could not say anything.

Lia knew better than anyone who was helping her and who wanted to hurt her.

“Is that so? Then it’s necessary to remind you.” The attacker, gripping a dagger, approached Lia.

Just as the dagger fell, he suddenly sensed a change in Lia's entire demeanor.

An unknown sense of crisis caused the attacker to stop his attack and retreat to avoid it.

The attacker, drenched in cold sweat, gasped as the broken stick grazed his midsection.

She looked at Lia again, only to find that the other woman was looking at her with a cold smile.

Chapter 20 This young lady is quite a fighter!

Looking at Lia, who seemed like a completely different person, the attacker suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

He instinctively stopped and took a step back.

This is an intuition developed from living in danger for a long time.

The next moment, the sharp edge of the mop that grazed his thigh confirmed his intuition was right. Had he been a step slower in retreating, the stick would have struck his weak spot.

"What's wrong with you?"

This ruthless and decisive sneak attack is not something a young lady from a marquis's family would do.

Looking at Lia in front of him, the attacker felt only unfamiliarity.

It seemed that the young lady who had been chased and made to flee in a sorry state was not the same person as the young lady in front of him who was now gripping the sharp wooden handle of a mop.

“I am your father.” Claire slowly straightened up, coldly looking at the attacker who had covered his face.

How can someone be so unlucky?

He almost got solo killed as soon as he went online.

But did the other party really want to kill Lia? Claire was also a little doubtful about this, after all, the other party's strength was completely overwhelming.

"..." The attacker stared speechlessly at 'Lia' in front of him.

This tone and this demeanor are completely different from the noble lady who seemed clumsy even when trying to escape!

He was absolutely certain that the noble lady hadn't been replaced with a body double midway through.

"In that case, let me see just how much skill you've learned."

The attacker uttered in a hoarse voice, deciding to test Leah's strength with the same attack as before.

Perhaps, in this state, Lia would answer the question he asked earlier.

"What a nuisance..." Claire stared at the dagger gleaming coldly as it aimed straight at his face, and raised the fingers that had been hidden beneath him.

The next moment, a blindingly bright light appeared from beneath Claire's feet.

That was the Flash Imprint, the Flash Imprint that Leah had used before, but Claire released a Flash Imprint that had been repeatedly layered five times.

The engraved runes can be stacked, and although Leah didn't quite understand this, Claire knew it all too well.

The rune imprinting skill book was carefully selected by him; it was simple and offered more room for maneuver in its use.

"Snap!" The attacker was caught off guard by the bright light, which blinded him. Before he could dodge, he heard the sound of a wooden stick breaking on his chest.

Looking at the other person's unharmed body, Claire then looked at the broken wooden stick in her hand.

He cursed under his breath, "I don't even have a decent weapon. The other person is probably wearing protective magical items. What use is a mop to me?"

Seeing the attacker regain his sight, Claire could only retreat step by step.

"How insidious! I never thought I'd be tricked by you twice in a row, but not again next time!" The attacker angrily suppressed the slight discomfort in his eyes and glared at Claire as he charged forward again with renewed force.

His dagger, like a venomous snake emerging from its hole, stabbed at Claire's (Lia's) lower abdomen at a tricky angle.

However, Claire seemed to have anticipated this, and continued to back away until her back pressed against the wall behind her.

The attacker was two steps away from Claire.

With a loud "boom," a burst of intense flames suddenly erupted from the ground beneath the attacker's feet.

Although the flames were not fatal, they instantly engulfed the attacker's body, scorching him.

Claire raised the broken end of the stick in her hand again and stabbed it towards the other man's eyes.

The attack was swift and cunning.

Unfortunately, he was still a step behind in skill, and the broken stick was caught before it could pierce the opponent's eye.

"Crack!" The wooden broom was crushed by the other party.

Before Claire could escape unscathed, the attacker punched her in the abdomen.

This blow hit her liver directly, almost making Claire vomit and kneel on the ground.

"Cough...this." Claire rubbed her stomach; Leah's physical condition was truly worrying.

Although Lia is a mage with a full mana bar, her constitution, strength, and agility are not increased at all.

However, the attackers standing opposite them were also shocked.

He looked at the broken wooden stick in his hand, then at the cold-eyed 'Lia' not far away, and he had lost all interest in playing.

How could she possibly be a pampered, good-for-nothing young lady?

Both his combat awareness and his unbelievable use of rune markings make him seem like a seasoned knight.

If Lia had been feigning illness to lull me into a false sense of security, that would be incredibly audacious. You know, I could have died if I hadn't acted properly just now.

"Who exactly are you?" the attacker asked, posing a somewhat unnecessary question.

“I am your father, call me Dad.”

Claire returned the middle finger.

Seeing the other party's provocation, the attacker laughed in anger.