Chapter 173 - 129: The Scent of Heather (Part 2)

Chapter 173: Chapter 129: The Scent of Heather (Part 2)

It was this sense of security that made them grateful, willing to do anything for Lian.

This could be considered the second batch of Yusofa locals that Lian had successfully won over since his arrival.

"Lord Nancy, Lady Mary wishes to see you now."

An attendant entered Blueberry Manor and was stunned by the scene before him.

This was indeed where all the beauties of Yusofa had gathered. The pretty girls who had been abducted by the Rose Army seemed to have been liberated here. The entire manor was filled with the aura of spring, and the girls were like flowers of every color, vying to bloom. There was no trace of suffering on their faces; the genuine joy they exuded could charm any man.

The attendant’s eyes couldn’t take it all in, but he remembered his mission.

After respectfully greeting Lian, he delivered the message that Mary wished to see Nancy Stuart to the person herself.

Nancy Stuart gave the attendant a slight nod. "Very well. Please give me half an hour. I need to wash up and get ready."

Facing the Deacon of the Rose Thorn, the attendant had no choice but to obey.

He was asked to wait in the manor’s drawing room, where the maids were tasked with attending to him.

Nancy Stuart pulled Lian into the bedroom.

"Miss Nancy, are you hoping I’ll help you find a suitable outfit?"

Lian asked.

Nancy Stuart’s expression suddenly turned serious.

"Mary wants to see me."

"Yes, I know."

Lian nodded and continued,

"But weren’t you already prepared for this? As long as we’re in Yusofa, she was bound to summon you sooner or later. She wants to learn my secrets directly from you."

"No, there’s one thing I’m not prepared for."

Nancy Stuart suddenly ripped off her resin mask, revealing her true, unparalleled beauty. In the sunlight, her fair, translucent skin had a faint, rosy blush, making her look irresistibly lovely, like a white rose blooming in the morning dew.

Every time Lian saw her face, he felt his heart flutter—with lust.

He knew that whenever Nancy Stuart removed her resin mask, it was for a significant reason.

Nancy Stuart bit her lip lightly.

"Mary isn’t that easy to fool. She’s extremely intelligent. She’ll spot any loophole in our story, so we have to be seamless. If she finds out I’m not your mistress yet, all our previous efforts will be wasted. Our lives will be threatened. Don’t doubt her Power. Her rage is enough to ensure we die without a burial."

"What do you want to do?"

"We only have half an hour."

Nancy Stuart said, finding it difficult to speak,

"I’m sorry. Before you, I’ve never had to perform a honey-trap mission. So, if you’re unwilling, I’ll just have to find another way."

Lian’s Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed.

’It’s hard to refuse a face like Nancy Stuart’s, no matter what she asks. Besides, if I don’t help, she’ll have to find another way.’

"It’s not actually necessary. I don’t think Mary will physically inspect you. You just need to have my scent on you."

Lian thought of a good idea. This way, he could both ensure Nancy Stuart remained a virgin and solidify her identity as his mistress.

It wasn’t that Lian was unwilling to have a "beautiful story" with her; he just didn’t want it to happen under these circumstances. He felt there wasn’t enough mutual affection between them, which would diminish the experience of a girl’s first time.

Of course, there was another reason: Lian had just received a reply from Green Shade Territory.

Anna, his chief secretary, had given him a clear hint in the letter. She said she would be giving him a big surprise soon, and if he didn’t want that surprise to become a fright, he’d better not mess around with other women.

Lian was one to take good advice. Compared to the divinely beautiful Nancy Stuart, whom he hadn’t known for long, Lian was more concerned about his chief secretary’s feelings.

Anna had been with him from the very beginning and was now tirelessly helping him manage Green Shade Territory.

For both professional and personal reasons, Lian had to respect her.

"How do I get your scent on me?"

Nancy Stuart asked curiously.

Her innocent and naive expression suddenly made Lian feel a bit like a criminal.

So, the first thing he asked was, "Are you of age?"

Nancy Stuart nodded. "I just came of age this year."

’So, just like Catherine, she just came of age.’

’As long as she’s an adult, my psychological burden is a little lighter.’

Nancy Stuart was actually a well-read girl, but when it came to things she had never experienced, she lacked both experience and common sense.

And now, she was proving to be a very eager student.

minutes later...

Nancy Stuart had a wronged look on her face. It had been a truly humiliating experience.

Lian gently patted Nancy Stuart’s shoulder and comforted her,

"Do you know why people smear mud on themselves when walking through a tropical rainforest? It’s to avoid mosquito bites. What you’re doing now is just like smearing mud on yourself."

"What’s a tropical rainforest?"

Nancy Stuart tried to ease her earlier embarrassment by learning something new.

"It’s a forest with very high temperatures and abundant water," Lian explained casually.

Nancy Stuart took a deep breath. "Alright, I’m ready. I’m going to see Mary. Your scent will give me confidence and courage."

"Do you need me to go with you?"

"No, I can do it."

Lian saw Nancy Stuart, who had put her resin mask back on, out of the bedroom.

To better blend in with crowds, the Heartless would simulate a normal person’s heartbeat, even after Mary had taken their hearts. The more powerful the Assassin, the better their ability to simulate. Therefore, Nancy Stuart wasn’t worried that Mary would suspect she had removed the [Heartless] trait just by listening to her heartbeat. What she feared was Mary exposing the fact that she had not yet become Lian’s mistress.

And what Lian had just done gave her confidence; at least she was now covered in the scent of a certain lord.

Nancy Stuart didn’t keep the attendant waiting long—no more than 12 minutes in total. The attendant felt both regretful and fortunate. He didn’t want to suffer Mary’s wrath for taking too long, but he also hadn’t been able to enjoy more of the maids’ enthusiastic hospitality.

They entered Black Rose Castle and saw the high and mighty Mary.

Mary waved her hand, and the attendant withdrew.

Only Mary, Nancy Stuart, and the servants attending to Mary remained in the great hall.

Mary walked up to Nancy Stuart and smelled the scent of heather.

"Nancy, since when did you become so neglectful of etiquette?"

"My apologies, Lady Mary. Lian Moria wants to be stuck to me at all times. I’m covered in his scent. I wanted to bathe before coming to see you, but I was afraid of keeping you waiting."

Nancy Stuart curtsied to Mary.

Mary undid the laces on the back of her maid uniform, letting the garment slide down her smooth skin and pool on the floor.

Mary reached out, touching her jade-like skin and the fluid that remained on it.

"I knew you would be very popular with men. Lian Moria is no exception."

"Lady Mary, would you also like to experience it? I know that although you have been married three times, you have never experienced pleasure."

Nancy Stuart said with a deadpan expression.

"That is because I know what a boring affair it is. It would only waste my precious time and consume my Physical Strength, while doing nothing to help me achieve my goals."

Mary turned and sat back down on her throne of thorns.

Nancy Stuart silently put her clothes back on, letting out a sigh of relief in her heart.

’It seems I’ve passed this test.’

’Mary didn’t doubt my status as his mistress.’

’Next, I just have to follow the rehearsed script, give Mary the information she wants, and then I can return to Lian’s side.’

Mary didn’t know what Nancy Stuart was thinking. She simply stared at her former head maid with eyes as deep as a lake and asked in a level voice,

"Was Lorne Jackson healed by Lian Moria?"