Chapter 437: Chapter 212 Have You Heard of the Mechanical Network?
A trace of fear mingled with infatuation flashed in his eyes as the young man lifted his head to look at Lady Mandel, but he remained silent.
“Ohoho, I forgot, I had previously commanded him not to speak when outsiders are present—my little pet, you can speak now. Tell my esteemed guest, how do I usually treat you?”
With her delicate hand cloaked in black lace gloves gracefully covering her mouth, Lady Mandel gave her order with a seductively charming smile.
“Very… very well, to become a servant of Lady Bomona is the greatest fortune of my life.”
Upon receiving Lady Mandel’s command, the boy kneeling on the ground quickly responded.
“Hehe, good boy. Tonight, your sister will give you your favorite ‘reward’.”
Lady Mandel giggled in satisfaction at the boy’s reaction, bringing her toes wrapped in black fishnet stockings to the boy’s lips, which he kissed with an almost devout expression.
“I am not interested in your personal predilections, Lady Mandel.”
Watching the scene unfold, Anvis spoke in a calm tone, completely unmoved.
Sorry, it’s not twisted enough, I can’t turn around for you.
We all come from noble backgrounds, who are we to look down upon?
“Oh, alright, my cutie, you leave first. Come serve me after my guest leaves.”
Seeing that Anvis remained calm, Lady Mandel didn’t care and just tenderly ordered the boy on the ground to leave.
The latter respectfully kowtowed before slowly crawling towards a small door beside the study.
“You see, I have taken your opinion into considerable respect and let him leave. Now, would you satisfy a lady’s little curiosity and temporarily remove your hood?”
After the boy had left, Lady Mandel’s predatory gaze returned to Anvis.
As an Eighth Rank powerhouse, to consider the opinion of a Seventh Rank was already quite a respectful gesture.
After a moment of silence, Anvis slowly removed his hood, revealing a delicate youthful face.
Despite the Mirror Man identity having no facial requirements, Anvis was still used to retaining a young appearance. He simply adjusted his facial features and pupil color slightly to avoid being associated with his real self.
“Who would have thought, under the hood of the Mirror Man, hides such a youthful visage.”
Similarly startled by Anvis’s Extraordinary Charm, Lady Mandel suddenly let out a silvery laugh.
“I’ve changed my mind. Even if you don’t end up signing a Contract with me. When the Embers Organization is surrounded, and you are being hunted by the Three Kingdoms, I can still give you another chance.”
“Of course, if it really comes to that, the contract you’ll need to sign won’t be a Master-Servant Contract, but a Master-Slave Contract.
Becoming my minion, I can still protect you unconditionally. You know, the ‘reward’ I give to my obedient servants is something many people are desperate for outside.”
“If it really comes to that, I will consider it.”
Anvis nodded noncommittally and put his Magic Cloak’s hood back on.
“Then, I will take my leave, Lady Mandel.”
Watching Anvis’s figure disappear at the study’s doorway, Lady Mandel’s gaze turned somewhat sinister, like a venomous spider watching its prey crawl out of her web.
“Hmph, you can’t escape. Sooner or later, I’ll make you mine.”
After spitting out a venomous phrase, the golden-haired lady raised her hand. A Phantom identical to the appearance of Anvis suddenly emerged beside her.
“No matter, I’ll relish my main course later. Now kneel down and lick my toes!”
Looking at the Phantom, Lady Mandel became suddenly exhilarated, commanding as if she addressed a real person.
However, when she issued the order, the illusion did not act according to her will and stood motionless in place.
Feeling the control over the illusion slipping away, Lady Mandel was immediately filled with shock and suspicion.
“Respected Lady Mandel, there’s a reason I am known as ‘Mirror Man’ in the outside world.”
Meanwhile, Anvis’s calm voice suddenly echoed throughout the room.
In the pupil of the illusion to the left, a tiny, silent figure in a black robe was reflected, looking directly at the startled golden-haired noblewoman.
“Please refrain from doing such pointless things again, or, regretfully, we might have to deal with some unpleasant incidents between us.”
Leaving behind one final warning, the entire illusion shattered instantly, causing a sharp pain in Lady Mandel’s psyche.
Clenching her silver teeth, a hint of wariness flashed in Lady Mandel’s eyes, yet she refrained from any further excessive actions.
After leaving Lady Mandel’s castle, Anvis pondered for a while and finally recalled the source of familiarity he felt from that boy—it was likely Freya, the little elf princess from Landon’s side.
From the threads of fate, it seemed that the boy was probably a relative of hers, possibly her brother.
If that was the case, considering Lady Mandel’s camp and identity, she was likely to be one of the future villains Landon would have to confront.
Due to the dramatic nature of fate, it might happen that when Freya visits Lady Mandel together with Landon, they’ll discover that she is manipulating her brother.
Given Lady Mandel’s character, she might well replay the scene he witnessed today right in front of them.
After a moment of thought, Anvis decided to urgently write a letter to Landon, informing him that one of Freya’s siblings was currently in the hands of Lady Mandel, and if left for too long, might completely fall under her influence.
As a Child of Destiny whose feedback from fate is second only to Fiona, even though Lady Mandel is an Eighth Rank power, should a conflict arise, it would not end well for either party.
Theoretically, any force that could lead to upheaval within the entire Yiter Federation is potentially his ally.
However, due to her recent actions, causing her some early trouble might be for the best.
“Excuse me, sir, have you heard of the Mechanical Network?”
While Anvis was deep in thought, an unfamiliar voice suddenly spoke up.
A young man dressed as a messenger ran up from the side of the road, handing over a flyer that looked fairly decent.
Anvis stopped in his tracks and gave him a glance.
The man in front of him had a player panel floating next to him, and he was a player from a guild under the Silver Blue Club.
“Hello, if you haven’t heard of it, I can give you a three-minute introduction…”
“No need, I’ve heard of it, and I don’t plan to use it.”
Anvis waved his hand and left without any interest in what he had to say next.
“Please wait, sir, the Mechanical Network has recently undergone a comprehensive upgrade, offering not only free connection headbands but also complete waiver of network usage fees, along with gifts…”
Seeing Anvis’s figure receding in the distance, the player stopped talking, shook his head, and turned his attention to another native passing by.
“Excuse me, sir, have you heard of the Mechanical Network?…”
Meanwhile, Anvis hadn’t gone far before encountering another player promoting the Mechanical Network.
Along the way, Anvis met at least three or four such players.
When he encountered another promotional player, Anvis didn’t turn away directly as before but silently listened to him finish speaking before asking.
“Tell me, what’s all this about?”
At this moment, such scenes were unfolding throughout every city and alley of the entire Federation.