Daniel remained extrely vigilant as he faced the ice shard. After all, he was still within the dangerous Backworld, and caution was necessary in such an environnt. He couldn’t afford to make any careless mistakes.
As Daniel thought about the situation, a certain person suddenly ca to mind. In an instant, he disappeared from his current location and reappeared in the depths of the Ti Corridor. He had returned to Isabella’s side.
Upon seeing Daniel, Isabella smiled faintly. Although her smile was calm and understated, it carried an irresistible allure that was difficult to resist.
"Little brother, have you missed ?" she asked, her voice soft and teasing. "Wait a minute, why do you sll like another woman? And... why does it feel so familiar?"
Daniel was caught off guard. He hadn’t expected Isabella to say such a thing. How could he possibly have another woman’s scent on him? Could it be Milla’s scent? But he had never touched Milla, so how could that be possible?
At that mont, Elizabeth’s voice suddenly broke the silence. "What’s wrong, little brother? Are you trying to hide sothing from ?"
She smiled mischievously. "I’m very clever, you know. I can sll another woman’s scent on you. Let guess, if I’m not mistaken, that scent belongs to Elizabeth, right?"
"Little brother, I didn’t expect you to have already t my sister. Be honest with —did sothing happen between the two of you?" Isabella’s teasing tone was evident. "Or, could it be that you’ve completely fallen for my sister and now you’ve co to deal with , the poor and weak one?"
"Little brother, don’t be so harsh, okay? If you’re really serious, I could warm your bed for you."
Now that Daniel had reached the Fake God level, and had previously interacted with Elizabeth, he had developed considerable resistance to Isabella’s charms. Although Isabella was stunningly beautiful and incredibly tempting, for Daniel—who had already seen Elizabeth—the allure Isabella exerted was much weaker. He could appreciate her beauty without being swayed by her, almost completely ignoring any negative effects she might have on him.
Facing Isabella’s probing question, Daniel simply nodded and replied, "Yes, I have t your sister, but our relationship is purely platonic. Nothing inappropriate has happened between us."
"Oh, I see!" Isabella’s eyes flickered with a subtle hint of resentnt. She looked almost like a woman abandoned by her husband, and the bitterness in her gaze felt almost tangible.
"Little brother, you’re being naughty." She pouted playfully. "Do you want to have both my sister and in your harem?"
"If that’s what you want, then you’re being a little greedy! My sister would definitely be unhappy if she found out."
However, Isabella seed to quickly change her tune. "But honestly, I think it’s not that big of a deal. If you really like Elizabeth, maybe I can help you out. Of course, you must treat well in return."
"Little brother, you’re such a greedy man. You’re just like all the other males in this world! You want everything, don’t you? Whatever you desire, I’ll give it to you. Is that okay?"
Isabella was still doing her best to use every trick in the book to seduce him, as if she had been abandoned by him. The level of teasing she was engaging in was relentless.
Daniel found himself feeling utterly helpless. It was as if any serious relationship, in Isabella’s presence, seed like a joke. Could he really not be more obvious in his behavior? It wasn’t like he didn’t appreciate Isabella or Elizabeth, both of whom were extraordinary beauties. If he could gather them both, he would certainly find it quite interesting. But at this point, Daniel wasn’t thinking along those lines.
He wasn’t even sure if he could survive what was coming next. Wasn’t it too early to think about such things?
Suddenly, Isabella spoke again, breaking through Daniel’s train of thought.
"Little brother, I have a question for you, and you must answer it seriously!" she insisted.
"What do you think, little brother? Who do you think is prettier, my sister, or ?"
Daniel was montarily taken aback by the question. He was about to answer, but then, as the words ford in his mind, he realized that this was clearly a trap. More importantly, all of these silly distractions had made him forget the real reason he had co here.
In the next mont, Daniel’s focus returned completely to the task at hand. His expression grew serious, and his face darkened.
"Isabella," he said, his voice cold. "Don’t you think your question is completely pointless?"
"You know why I ca here. I didn’t co to answer such aningless questions!"
He continued, his voice turning sharper. "Let be clear. I ca to see you because I need your help with sothing. I’m telling you in advance."
"You can choose to refuse, but I’m sure you’re aware of the consequences."
Upon hearing Daniel’s words, Isabella sighed softly.
"Little brother, you really make sad," she said, her voice tinged with disappointnt. "I’ve helped you so many tis before, but now you can’t even spare a single glance. You co to ask for help, but your attitude is cold and distant, like a stone. This kind of behavior really hurts my heart."
"Do you rember? Back then, when you were with , you were so full of admiration for . Even when I helped you, you treated with care and affection, not like this—treating as nothing more than a tool."
She sighed again. "Forget it, forget it. I guess n always change. Once they’re tired of soone, they just use them as a tool. Isabella, you really have a hard life."
"Little brother, will you completely forget about after so ti? Is that how it’s going to be?"
Daniel’s face showed a helpless expression as he listened to Isabella’s rambling. He had no idea how to deal with soone like her. She was like water—impossible to hold onto, impossible to control.
Of course, it wasn’t that she was completely unmanageable. Daniel did have one card he could play—his freedom.
With a serious expression, Daniel looked directly at Isabella, then spoke in a calm, but commanding voice.
"Isabella, are you done yet?"
"If you want to be trapped here forever, then continue with this nonsense."
He added, his tone hardening, "I have one question for you: Will you help or not?"
Seeing the serious look in Daniel’s eyes, Isabella’s expression softened slightly. Beneath the surface of her pout, there was a subtle shift in her mood—a trace of solemnity replacing the previous playfulness.
"Little brother, have you encountered soone very powerful, haven’t you?" she asked.
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