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Chapter 8 - 8 Qiyuehai

She moved her body, and it seemed she wasn't tied up.

From the looks of it, that guy wasn't a thief, and besides, the room she was in was exquisitely luxurious; she didn't believe a thief could have such a noble room.

Moreover, it was clear that the Blond Bastard's status must not be low; being so young, he was likely the son or grandson of some important figure.

As the Young Miss was lost in these thoughts, a clear voice suddenly reached her ears.

"You're awake? How do you feel?"

The Young Miss turned her head at the sound, and before her eyes was a Young Miss with long hair as fiery red as flames.

By Tier's aesthetic standards, this type could already be classified as top-tier, and coupled with her graceful figure, anyone would probably be amazed.

The most crucial thing was the unique aura she possessed—a heroic spirit not found in delicate women, with eyes like swords, bright and full of vigor.

As the Young Miss Tier's eyes lit up, a faint, delicate fragrance wafted over, causing the Young Miss lying on the bed to involuntarily show an expression of enjoyment.

Ah, now didn't seem to be the time to be distracted; important matters came first.

Tier immediately came to her senses, secretly lamenting the danger of lust, and then spoke, "Um, where am I..."

The Young Miss Tier spoke half a sentence hoarsely, originally intending to show some confusion, but in the other party's eyes, it seemed like a frightened expression, arousing endless pity.

The red-haired Young Miss couldn't help but gently stroke her head, tenderly following her long hair downwards.

"It's okay, everything is over."

Uh, the Young Miss Tier was stunned, feeling that the other party seemed to have misunderstood something significant.

But putting that aside for now, she needed to understand her current situation better.

"Excuse me, who are you, and where am I now?"

The other party was so gentle, she shouldn't be someone who would refuse such simple questions, so the Young Miss pushed her luck and asked two questions in a row.

Just as the Young Miss thought, the other party smiled slightly, once again stroked the Young Miss's ink-black long hair, and spoke softly, "My name is Lia, Lia Victor.

You can just call me Lia.

And here..."

As Lia spoke, her expression suddenly became incredibly proud, and her already straight slender waist straightened even further, but what caught the Young Miss Tier's attention was the fleeting image of her sudden chest thrust.

"And this is the glorious Duke Cyrils Mansion.

No scoundrel dares to harm you here, so there's no need to be afraid.

If scum like that comes again, our Dukes Mansion will kill them one by one."

Lia's voice grew stern at the end, making the Young Miss Tier's little heart thump.

Scu... scum?

The Young Miss twitched the corner of her mouth, her expression indescribably awkward, but with Lia saying that, she recalled the situation.

She had indeed been too reckless at the time; from an outsider's perspective, being seen as forcibly abducting a civilian girl was not unjust.

It was no wonder the other party immediately tried to soothe her emotions and spoke kindly.

Wow~ But then, wouldn't that Blond Bastard have transformed into a great hero who stepped forward to rescue her from danger just as she was about to be defiled?!

I don't want to admit it, absolutely don't want to admit it.

That Blond Bastard is my savior!

What... what is all this?!

Seeing the Young Miss's face suddenly darken, Lia quickly said, flustered, "Ah, I'm... I'm sorry.

It was my big mouth that brought back bad memories.

Let's not think about that scum, okay?"

It seemed the title of scum was unavoidable.

Luckily, only that Blond Bastard had seen her at the time; perhaps if she disguised herself, her future male self might still have a chance to interact with them.

Lia, as if to divert the Young Miss's attention, quickly asked, "Oh, right.

I still don't know Little Sister's name."

Uh, the Young Miss Tier hesitated.

This was troublesome; she didn't have a name at all, and just calling herself Tier would be too masculine.

Moreover, her future male self might still have to appear with that name, so to avoid suspicion, it would be better to choose a special name.

This thought flashed through her mind, and the Young Miss immediately made a decision, answering tremblingly, "Yue... Moon Sea."

This name had no particular reason, just as the name Tier had appeared in Tier's mind at the time.

In fact, there were several other names vaguely in her mind, such as Moon Sea, Charlotte, Babirus, and Klosilia; these might also be fragments of lost memories.

Lia, hearing this, clearly showed surprise.

She asked somewhat confused, "Just Moon Sea? What about your surname?"

"Surname? My surname is Yue."

Moon Sea thought this was quite normal; shouldn't Tier's surname be Tie?

Lia, seeing her so matter-of-fact, then relaxed and re-examined Moon Sea from head to toe, making Moon Sea feel like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

"Then Little Sister Yue Hai must be from the Vermilion Bird Imperial Kingdom, right?"

Lia's sudden remark made it Moon Sea's turn to be surprised.

Ver... Vermilion Bird Imperial Kingdom? Where is that place?

Moon Sea had only heard from Big Crab that this was the Sigri Empire until now.

"Thi... Ah! Young Miss Lia, my head hurts so much."

"What's wrong?" Lia, seeing the other party suddenly cry out, immediately became flustered.

"Could it be a sequela from that scum hitting you earlier?"

Thinking this, Lia became even more panicked and quickly leaned over, wanting to check if Moon Sea had any head injuries.

However, a pair of ample breasts also pressed against Moon Sea's body.

It would have been fine if they hadn't, but once they did, Moon Sea's breathing immediately became rapid, and her somewhat feigned headache suddenly became much more real.

This made Moon Sea secretly grumble, "Young Miss Lia, charging with your 'balls' like that is a foul!"

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