Liana's Reputation

"Are you heading back to the human race next?" Aina asked Luo Lun.

"Y-yes... yes, my lord..."

It seemed Aina had completely skipped over the previous events, acting as if nothing had ever happened.

"Just call me Aina."

"Yes, Your Excellency Aina."

"Then come with us. Given your identity, it would probably be troublesome for you to leave the Forest of Libya on your own."

"Yes... alright."

Luo Lun had managed to slip in silently using an invisibility cloak, so she could naturally leave the same way.

It was impossible for Aina not to realize this.

She obviously wanted her to stay in their group for the time being.

Luo Lun took a deep breath.

After resolving the matters with the Elves, there was nothing pressing for her to handle over at the Blood Alliance.

As long as the other assassins in the Blood Alliance knew that "Dead Bones" was still alive, there wouldn't be any major problems, so there was no harm in her following Xia Lun and the others.

In short, the Wings of Dawn had acquired an assassin.

...

Liana, her name was destined to be engraved into the long history of the Elven race in a rather peculiar manner—she became the shortest-reigning queen in the history of the Elven Royal Court, her rule lasting... a mere three days and nights.

The reason for her impeachment was that Liana harbored illicit intentions toward all the astrologers and intended to take them all into her harem... She even attempted to force herself upon the Chief Astrologer, Lady Sletta, after getting drunk, overstepping the boundaries between monarch and subject, defying etiquette, and forcibly trying to defile her sacred body.

Her behavior was deemed extremely egregious, severely damaging the honor and image of the Elven Queen, blaspheming the supreme glory of the Elven Crown, and tarnishing the solemn sanctity of the Elven Royal Court. Through a council vote and meeting decision, Liana was stripped of her royal authority and temporarily banished from the territory, forbidden to enter for a hundred years.

Such a trivial punishment was nothing but a drizzle for an elf, especially for someone like Liana.

Well... the image of Liana, the legendary archer, became even more vivid and profound among the Elven race.

Following the posting of the notice, elves in every street, alley, and tavern were enthusiastically discussing the matter.

"I've long heard that Lady Liana had a fetish for this sort of thing!"

"Lady Liana is truly a person of passion, daring to act on her desires! Taking all the astrologers into her harem... an ordinary person wouldn't even dare to dream of such a thing."

"As expected of Lady Liana!" ...

Marie rolled over on her sofa at home and saw the striking headline on today's newspaper.

"Shocking! The Pride of the Elves, the Legendary Archer Liana..."

"Ah, it's that Liana." Distant memories began to surface in Marie's mind. The thought of that foolish elf licking an ice cage made her smile knowingly. "For her to do something like this... seems pretty normal, doesn't it?" ...

"Mo Lini, listen to me, I'm really not that kind of person... those were all just plans to help me get away! That Sletta made it all up!"

At this moment, the center of public opinion, Liana, was explaining herself to Mo Lini with a face full of grievance.

Mo Lini currently refused to allow Liana within a two-meter radius of herself and Lenna.

"Liana, you've really disappointed me. I never thought you'd actually do such a thing..." Mo Lini looked at Liana in disbelief. "Rape... is a very serious crime among the human race. It's punishable by the ultimate penalty."

"I told you! It's fake! And I didn't even do anything to her!" Liana said, slightly frantic.

"Are you admitting to attempted rape now?"

Mo Lini pressed her lips tightly together, her cute face shrouded in a layer of frost. She held a broom in her hands, pointing the sweeping end at Liana to keep her at bay, wielding it like a guard's spear.

Lenna was being protected behind Mo Lini.

"Mo Lini... I think there might be some misunderstanding," Lenna whispered to Mo Lini. "Lady Liana shouldn't be that kind of person."

Lenna was actually quite grateful to Liana for letting her stay here and giving her a job.

"No, Lenna, I've spent more time with Liana, and I know her character better than you do... She is genuinely capable of doing such a thing," Mo Lini said, looking back at Lenna with a serious expression.

"I-is that so?"

"That's right. After Liana gets drunk, she's an ultimate perverted sex fiend who wouldn't even spare monsters! Whatever is written in black and white on the notice board is definitely the shady business she's committed!"

"M-monsters?"

"Like the Maidens of the Lake, Flower Fairies, and the like... they have all been the objects of her covetousness! She has absolutely no bottom line!"

"That does sound rather terrible." The way Lenna looked at Liana now carried a different underlying meaning.

Liana: ...

She could almost see Sletta's calm, gloating smile right now, and she couldn't help but feel a surge of anger. When that girl deliberately ruined her reputation, she must have anticipated this exact scene. She simply didn't want Liana to have an easy time.

"So, are you guys getting ready to leave?"

Yorid walked into their house, breaking the stalemate. "Liana, it seems you're about to be kicked out."

"Ah, that's right." Liana batted away Mo Lini's broom, feeling somewhat helpless. She needed to clear up the misunderstanding as soon as possible; Mo Lini wasn't letting her touch her anymore.

Yorid nodded silently. If Liana and the others left, Joli would probably follow them.

"I... I'll get going first. Mo Lini, do your best." Lenna left with Yorid. She still had to continue practicing her archery, unlike these two who idled around all day with nothing to do.

Mo Lini and Liana continued their standoff.

Liana's figure swayed, and Mo Lini immediately went on the defensive, but she didn't expect it to be just a feint. Liana instantly snatched the broom handle and closed in right in front of Mo Lini.

Mo Lini, who had no combat experience, was completely no match for Liana.

"Hahaha—" Before Mo Lini even realized it, Liana flashed behind her and began frantically rubbing and messing up Mo Lini's hair, exactly like how Xia Lun would secretly fondle Aina in private.

"Wu... Liana, let me go!" Mo Lini struggled continuously in Liana's embrace, but to no avail. Liana's strength was not something a little red beast could contend with.

"Bobobo—"

Little Lan spun around their feet anxiously.

Liana revealed a lecherous smile. "Hehe, scream all you want, even if you scream your throat hoarse—"

"What are you two doing?"

Xia Lun and Aina walked in from outside the door.

The two of them tactfully quieted down at the exact same time, like two sisters roughhousing in the house who suddenly bumped into their parents returning home unexpectedly.

Aina cast a faint glance at the two of them, linked her arm with Xia Lun's, and walked upstairs.

"Pack up your things. It's time to get ready to head back."

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