Chapter 31

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Chapter 31: The Commanders of the Holy Alliance Seem to Be Somewhat…

Isabella did not show much panic and fear in front of Lolth, unlike Tina Leinster.

Actually, she didn’t have that many negative emotions.

There was some regret and resentment, but no fear at all.

She was different from Tina in that, even though she was only twenty-two years old, she had only experienced one-tenth of Tina’s life journey.

But at two hundred years old, elves were just coming of age, while twenty-two-year-old Isabella had already taken on the honor of the Schwarzwald family and the responsibility of guarding the border.

Despite also being born into nobility, Isabella did not enjoy many privileges and favor.

Her childhood was spent under the strict teachings of her father and many teachers.

Her youth was filled with blood, fire, iron, and frost.

Even though she felt embarrassed by her first taste of failure, she was more focused on figuring out how to escape and fight back, prepared to face death calmly.

The only thing Isabella was worried about was being turned into a puppet by the scary succubus’ mind and soul magic, bringing shame to her family!

She was confident she wouldn’t be tempted and fall into corruption. Isabella believed she was fundamentally different from that pitiful spirit.

Her willpower and soul wouldn’t give in, even if they dissipated.

However, she knew about succubi and their ability to directly manipulate souls.

Even if she became a mere shell, if the wicked and cunning Abyssal Demons exploited her, it would still disgrace her family!

But…

Fortunately, such a situation wouldn’t happen in the short term.

At least that succubus seemed to be testing her to see if she would succumb.

She found herself in a very familiar place unexpectedly.

Inside a huge room called the “Human-Ryman Empire Special Interrogation Room,” which was meticulously decorated.

The room replicated the most classic icy tundra environment of Ryman, with walls adorned with wooden and heavy stone decorations, animal skin carpets on the floor, an iron-edged fireplace burning birch wood logs, and through the frosted glass windows, one could vaguely see the howling snowflakes on the distant snowy plains.

A low square table engraved with a heating array, reclining chairs without chair legs directly placed on the carpet, and a set of brass tableware on the table.

Everything looked like a cozy winter hunting lodge beloved by both old and new nobles of Ryman.

During the coldest weather, which was also about two weeks after Ryman’s royal celebration, the most significant event for Ryman was the “Winter Hunting Festival.”

It marked the end of the year for Ryman people. Despite the name “Winter Hunting Festival,” nowadays people no longer go hunting in such freezing weather. Instead, they gather in cabins or estates near the hunting grounds to prepare traditional Ryman cuisine and enjoy it with their family and friends.

The fireplace, snow outside, warm table, large roasted meats, and sweet-sour fruit wine were the coziest memories cherished by most Ryman people, regardless of their status or age.

However, Isabella was not included.

She looked at the large piece of deer hind leg meat and fermented black bread roasted over charcoal placed in front of her by Lolth, with a very calm expression.

“If you want to make me recall childhood memories, become fragile and emotional, and then manipulate my soul, then I advise you not to waste your efforts…”

“I have never enjoyed the Winter Hunting Festival, this festival in Schwarzwald still requires hunting.”

“Although I know this is Ryman’s hunting lodge, I almost never stay in a place like this… To me, the Winter Hunting Festival means battling monsters in the wilderness, facing fierce beasts in the hunting grounds, and fulfilling daily food needs with my own hands and a small knife.”

As if to show Lolth, Isabella lifted the brass knife and fork placed in front of her, cut off a huge piece of deer meat. Full of meat juices and steam burst out from the cut, carrying a tantalizing scent, and Isabella stuffed it into her mouth.

“I advise you to give up probing me early,” chewing on the deer meat, Isabella said seriously, “It’s better to kill me early – of course, if you want to torment me, I can also show you my willpower!”

Lolth, who put down the roasted meat in her hand and watched the other’s actions, seemed a bit confused.

“…Huh?”

Of course, Lolth was not shocked by the other’s words themselves.

Although excited, Lolth made a traditional Ryman dish of roasted deer meat with black bread that she always wanted to try, hoping to impress the other person.

Isabella appears tougher and colder than Tina, with a hostile attitude towards herself, so even if rejected, Lolth would not be surprised.

However, she never expected Isabella to have some issues with her thinking.

To Lolth, it seemed like a misunderstanding that led to the inability to communicate, as Isabella, from the beginning, appeared stubborn and unwilling to listen.

Furthermore, upon examining her words and actions, her logic was also questionable!

She started talking inexplicably about her tragic past, mentioning refusing to eat the roasted meat but then cutting a huge piece as if someone was competing with her, and finally, challenging herself while eating.

It seemed like this person lacked emotional intelligence.

Why do the commanders and high-ranking officials of the Holy Alliance seem to have some mental health issues one by one?

Lolth fell into deep thought.

She was a bit confused about what Isabella really wanted to do.

But as a carefree fish, Lolth’s specialty was giving up on things she couldn’t figure out.

At least for now, Isabella hadn’t shown any aggression!

She had explained everything she needed to explain, and the credit for catching Isabella with her superb fake fainting act went to Achilles…

Let this strange little knight girl be strange!

As long as she was willing to be a taste tester and evaluate human food!

As for whether she could help manage the various sub-industries of the Interrogation Department like Tina, Lolth decided to go with the flow.

Thinking of this, she decided not to continue with Isabella but instead posed a new question.

It was the question she cared most about.

“Have you ever tried barbecue before? Is this roasted venison tasty and authentic?”

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