After a while, the wind direction began to change.

“Ha! I knew it! What’s Rachel’s reason? She’s almost twenty years old and only at the third level. She has no shame! If I were Darkwood’s descendant, I would be at least the fifth level now!”

“It’s not that Miss Rachel has poor talent, but given the resources she has, I think… uh, it’s hard to judge.”

“Why shouldn’t you speak the truth? Do you think Rachel is very talented?”

“Haha. If I were her, I would never ‘ask’ Lady Leila to participate in any brave gathering. People need to know themselves.”

“Don’t tell me, don’t tell me, Miss Rachel has a great figure, and her legs are long.”

“You filthy bastard! Do you deserve to be in Arendelle if you say something like that?”

More and more people gathered in front of the drawing board, and obscene words rolled in like a tide.

The bitter sneers and mean ridicules engulfed Leila.

Facing malice directly makes one feel cold all over. There were ripples in Leila’s golden eyes, and there was no smile on her face anymore, only anger.

Everyone was talking, and the content of their conversation was different, but all I could hear was a beating.

Their expressions were different, but there was a vile light in their eyes.

Leila looked at them and suddenly felt familiar.

That is……

When we first arrived in Arendelle!

She lost her parents at a young age and grew up in an orphanage for children of martyrs. Thanks to Zethlia’s preferential policy for military orphans, Leila entered Arendelle.

“Where’s your mother? Where’s your mother?”

“Why were you able to enter Arendelle? Tell me, can you swing the sword in your hand?”

“A bastard without parents!”

Has this ever been said before?

Memory is fuzzy.

Leila only remembered Rachel’s back, holding the Blood-Sounding Sword and protecting her behind her.

At that time, Rachel was only slightly taller than the Blood Sword.

Just a little bit really.

But in Leila’s mind, no one was taller than her.

Chapter 31 #031 Are you angry? No.

“are you angry?”

Han Solo looked at Lyra.

Leila pursed her lips and ignored him.

Han Solo continued, “I’m not showing you this to hurt you. I just want you to know that Rachel has been under great pressure for six months. It’s ridiculous that you think nothing has changed. It’s chilling.”

“…No one told me.”

Leila felt a little aggrieved.

“You’re the only idiot left who can enter a museum.”

what.

It feels so good to scold the hero to his face, but I can’t take it anymore. The devil’s nature can no longer be suppressed.

Leila didn’t say anything back, so she just stood there and was scolded.

Han Solo added: “Rachel’s deal with the logistics committee member is enough to explain the problem. She has been crushed by the pressure and made rash decisions out of desperation. I guess even the Darkwood family doesn’t support her. Her family has given up on her!”

“……real?”

Leila turned around, incredulous.

She asked, “Rachel told you?”

“Lila, you really…”

CPU, a bad UFO.

Han Solo shook his head helplessly: “Darkwood is the only marquis family in Zethlia. If they support it, they can send out ten people, not to mention a thousand or a hundred. What about the others? Are there any Darkwood retainers in the dead zone of Mill Town?”

Leila became increasingly uneasy.

Han Solo’s analysis was flawless. In areas that she didn’t see, Rachel seemed to have really endured a lot.

“There are only two reasons why Rachel doesn’t want to go. The first one is—”

Han Solo pointed at the group of people in front of the panel.

“The first one is them. Rachel’s level can only be said to be above the passing line. It is considered good among the general public, but she seems weak among the monsters. She is obviously not qualified to be a teammate of the hero. She is afraid that if she goes, she will be criticized more fiercely. People will say that she is overestimating her own abilities and that she is not worthy of the position.”

Han Solo moved his finger, this time pointing at Leila’s nose.

“The second reason is you, Leila. You didn’t give her enough support, and you didn’t give her the response she needed. I’m not criticizing you… Never mind. I’m criticizing you. You’re too careless. Have you neglected the feelings of the people around you after becoming a hero? I’ve only known you for a few days. You should have known what I can feel a long time ago.”

“I……”

Leila let out a long breath, raised her white palm, and held the index finger extended by Han Solo.

With her other hand she pulled off her hood, letting her pink hair cascade down.

There was no trace of confusion in her golden eyes as she said, “I accept your criticism. Han, you are right. I will change it.”

First step –

“Holy Sword, summon!”

Thunder roared out of nowhere, and a pure white shining sword suddenly appeared, and Leila held it in her hand.

That sword blade is too strange.

The two-handed sword made purely of holy light is like holding a ray of white light in the hand.

As the light turns, a flash can bring about millions of murderous intentions, and a thousand wonderful methods can appear in an instant.

As soon as the holy sword appeared, a powerful pressure fell down immediately, and its force was like the sky falling.

Everyone present felt as if they were being stared at by a ferocious beast, and a sense of urgency and crisis arose spontaneously.

They turned around and saw Leila holding the holy sword, jumping ten meters high, and then falling down with a loud bang!

After the thunder, Han Solo’s drawing board shattered into pieces.

Under the silent gaze, Leila let go, and the holy sword turned into a firefly and flew away.

She looked around at the people with different expressions and said, “This is a rumor! I will attend the Heroes’ Gathering with Rachel. And – without Her Highness Masina, the only one who will accompany me to the Heroes’ Gathering this time is Rachel.”

The words of Jinsha condensed at this moment and appeared on the road surface of Merchant Street:

【Breaking the Ice and Improving Character】

[You perfectly interpret what it means to ‘give before you take’. Your patience, as deep as the abyss, is awe-inspiring. No one can detect your sinister intentions. You are worthy of being the king of demons.]

[Poor hero, you played him in your hands… She thought you were thinking about her and Rachel! How stupid!]

[Under your inspiration, Leila clearly realized how important Rachel Darkwood was to her. Rachel’s ‘grade’ was upgraded to three stars, and the rewards for raiding her will be doubled! ]

[You gain 102 free points (the increased star rating multiplies the rewards you have received from the target).]

[Unused free points: 156 points.]

What the hell!

This is a system I’ve never seen in games before. It turns out that the trust level can be improved!

Han Solo launched two raids on Rachel, gaining 2 points once and 100 points once. After the level was upgraded, he even reissued the previous rewards and gave her 102 points of attributes.

Look at the panel.

The total of his four-dimensional attributes is now 230. Adding the free points, he is already a third-level engraver approaching the fourth level, higher than Rachel!

It’s great to have a hook.

Leila walked steadily towards Han Solo, and the crowd blocking her way automatically stepped aside to make way.

She walked up to him and asked, “Are you still eating?”

Han Solo was laughing: “I see you are not in the mood for this. Go find Rachel.”

“Ok!”

Leila smiled brightly: “I want to see Rachel right away. I can’t wait!”

Across the street.

Auschwitz Restaurant, with three Michelin stars, is the leader in the catering industry.

The private room by the window on the second floor.

A blonde girl was watching everything and suddenly smiled.

Beside her, a young girl turned to look at her: “Viola, who is the black-haired man next to the hero? You and the hero are in the same association, you should know something.”

The blonde Viola looked at her, focusing on her revealing outfit that looked like a prostitute’s. “Are you talking to me? Pariah.”

“you–“

The young girl flew into a rage, and the room instantly fell silent.

Just at this moment, the door was opened.

A middle-aged man walked in, looked around, and said with a smile: “Sorry, I’m late.”

The young girl glared at Viola, twisted her waist and walked towards the man, saying in a tender voice: “Professor Trigg, why are you here just now? I’ve been waiting for a long time!”

Viola, take a deep breath.

She really couldn’t understand why such a dirty and low-level person would appear in her social circle.

what.

Breathing the same air as her was torture, and Viola already wanted to go home.

……

……

“Hello?”

Leila rang the doorbell and a strange one-eyed old man opened the door.

The old man looked surprised: “Lady Leila? Why are you here?”

“Uh, I’m here to see Rachel.”

“Please come in, the lady is in her room.”

“Thank you.”

Leila has no rules.

After entering the room, he said nothing and went up to the second floor as if he was familiar with the place. His footsteps sounded very cheerful, and it was obvious that this was not his first time here.

“…Lila?”

“Rachel!”

The sound of their conversation could be heard from the second floor, and Leila’s voice was a little bit tearful.

After the door closed with a bang, the sound disappeared.

Han Solo and Ross then lowered their heads, looked at each other, and smiled politely.

Butler Ross said, “What happened? Miss Rachel was in a bad mood when she came back just now, and she said that there was no need to prepare dinner for her.”

Han Solo smiled and said, “She had some issues with Lyra, but they’ve been resolved.”

“Is it……”

Ross was the steward of the Marquis’s Mansion, so he naturally knew about Rachel’s affairs.

He said quickly, “Is it because of the ‘Gathering of Heroes’? Miss Rachel wanted to go, but Lady Leila didn’t agree?”