Chapter 10
[System Update]
[Quest Na: Crushingly Defeat the Maid Who Humiliated You]
You cannot bear a maid looking down on you. Punish her with an iron fist—imdiately.
[Objective: Defeat White Dragon Maid Lilian (x)]
[Reward: The System will unlock Enhanced Training]
Please complete the quest promptly, or penalties will befall you.
Luo En stared at the fork in front of him until his eyes glazed over.
Defeat a dragon? With a dinner fork?
“Miss Lilian,” he blurted.
“I’m your maid. Just Lilian is fine, Mr. Luo En,” she replied.
“Let’s arm-wrestle.” He rolled up his sleeve, voice solemn.
Lilian concluded that the cold had frozen his brain; no one sane would suggest sothing this stupid.
“Are you sure, Mr. Luo En?”
“I’m sure.” He dipped his chin.
“Very well.” She nodded once.
Obedience was part of a maid’s duty, so even though she didn’t truly see him as her master, she indulged him.
“Ready?” she asked gently after their hands locked.
Several seconds of silence passed. He couldn’t exactly admit he’d already been pushing with all his might.
“I have a proposal,” he tried. “How about you just let win?”
Lilian’s eyes flashed with contempt. “If that satisfies your need to win, Mr. Luo En, I can concede.”
She now suspected the whole arm-wrestle idea stemd from that sa pathetic competitiveness.
Was this Otherworlder a child? She wondered whether he even deserved the System the Ten Sages had granted.
No one knew exactly what the System looked like, but every Dragon agreed it was a fearso weapon.
A fearso weapon in the hands of a useless man—nobody could pretend that wasn’t galling.
“If you lose, I’ll tell you the story of Izayoi Muyoru,” Luo En said, clearing his throat.
“What’s that?” Lilian’s delicate brows drew together.
“A maid.” He wasn’t lying; Izayoi Muyoru was indeed a maid.
Lilian sighed, exhausted—then yanked Luo En’s hand sharply to her right.
CRASH!!!
The entire table disintegrated into splinters.
[System Update]
[Quest Na: Crushingly Defeat the Maid Who Humiliated You]
Although you used despicable ans, victory is yours.
[Objective: Defeat White Dragon Maid Lilian (√)]
[Reward: Enhanced Training unlocked]
[Next ti, Otherworlder, win with your own strength.]
Luo En scowled at the floating text. “Easy for you to say—why don’t you try beating a dragon?”
Lilian didn’t catch the mutter. She rose gracefully. “You won. Now convince it was worth it.”
She studied him intently; not a single wood chip clung to her.
Every word and gesture still matched the picture-perfect maid, but her opinion of Luo En had hit rock bottom.
“In that case,” Luo En said, feigning mystery, “I’ll have to start with a place called the Scarlet Devil Mansion...”
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Night fell, and the territory grew colder than it had been by day.
Even with the hearth crackling inside the wooden house, thin threads of chill crept in.
Lilian swept the wreckage she herself had created, her fine brows locked in a frown.
She’d assud Luo En would spin a throw-away tale, but the maid he described felt too vivid, too real.
If the woman existed, she was one striking servant.
Lilian toyed with the idea of copying that hairstyle; her own silver hair was the right color.
“Ti-stop powers? The Otherworlder’s world had people that strong?” she murmured, sweeping a floor already spotless.
White Dragons manipulated external liquids—nothing like the cheat-level ability to stop ti.
If the one sent to the Bicolor Realm had been that maid instead of Luo En... how much better things might be.
She struck what she hoped was a dashing pose. “Like this?”
Alas, true flair wasn’t in the stance; it was in the aura.
She turned toward a shadowed corner and greeted in refined tones, “Good evening, Mr. Luo En. Are you planning to investigate the town tonight after all?”
“Or,” she added, tilting her head, “do you still need to feed your competitive streak?”
“N-no, nothing like that—” Luo En shook his head hastily.
Trudging through the cold at this hour would be suicide.
He had only co to see whether Lilian remained satisfied after the maid anecdote.
Judging by her fascination with the Legendary Maid, she was more than satisfied.
“You should rest,” Lilian said. “Tomorrow you must continue the town investigation.”
Convinced the dragon maid wouldn’t lift a finger to help, Luo En sighed and returned to his room.
He was about to snuff the lamp when he found Moruna sitting on his bed.
Moruna didn’t even notice Luo En had co back; her expression didn’t flicker, her eyes fixed straight ahead.
“When exactly are you going to act normal again?” Luo En asked, exasperated.
He glanced at the floor. At this rate, it looked like he’d be sleeping on it.
Still, the mont he rembered that—without the Dragon Maid—he would’ve spent the night in the wilderness, he felt a lot better.
“Mr. Luo En, you needn’t sleep on the floor,” Lilian said, appearing behind him without warning. “That would make look like a rather negligent maid.”
A compact cot rested on her shoulder. “I anticipated this situation and prepared a spare bed in advance.”
She set it down so lightly the boards made no sound. “There’s plenty of timber around here.”
Once everything was in place, Lilian lifted the hem of her skirt in a small curtsy. “If you require anything else, please call for .”
Luo En was stunned; Lilian was far more capable than he’d imagined.
Just where in the world had a dragon learned so many random skills?
Before she left, Lilian paused, pinching her skirt and turning back. “Next ti, tell more about that maid, won’t you?”
Current affection level: 1. Maximum possible: 100.
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