A Sweet Girl Won't Be Fooled By The Villainess - [Vol. 3] Chapter 86

[Vol. 3] Chapter 86: Backfired

Ifia didn’t expect a response from the system. It was just talk, after all.

After all, she thought the potion formula she had received not long ago was useless, but now it was time for it to come in handy!

Although in terms of Amelia’s formidable strength, there was no need for negotiation, Ifia looked at the expression of resignation on Elder Sylei’s face, with madness evident in her crimson eyes.

Ifia’s keen sense of danger was highly accurate!

So, it was best not to take action and avoid accidents.

Moreover, giving her a useless potion formula, Ifia felt no remorse at all! Instead, she felt like she had gained something.

Although she didn’t know exactly what the Lint Fruit did, just knowing that it took a hundred years to mature indicated it wasn’t ordinary.

Hehehe~

Just wait and see, Ifia was going to make a move!

“Amelia, wait, don’t kill her!”

However, as soon as Ifia spoke, it had the opposite effect.

After a brief pause, even the system’s silent processes, Amelia’s expression remained unchanged, but the force in her hand suddenly increased, and there was a crisp ‘crack’ as bones snapped.

However, due to the stubborn vitality of the dark elf, even with a broken neck, they were still alive.

It’s just a matter of enduring the pain of broken bones.

Amelia pretended nothing had happened, her hand still gripping Elder Sylei’s neck. When she glanced at Ifia, she wore a fake smile and asked with apparent confusion, “Why?”

Ifia’s request seemed out of place.

It was as if she was pleading for Elder Sylei.

Because Amelia knew Ifia and knew she liked things that looked good.

Sometimes she caught herself staring at her face blankly.

So, it immediately reminded Amelia of Ifia’s previous special attention to Elder Sylei, fueling her anger.

She wished she could just wipe out the dark elves.

And destroy the world along with them.

“I’ve seen the Abandonment Curse in some tattered old book before.”

Immersed in the surprise of holding the key to the transaction, Ifia, feeling pleased, didn’t notice Amelia’s abnormality. But after speaking, she inadvertently extinguished the flames of anger burning in Amelia’s heart, which had been growing stronger.

Hearing Ifia mention the Abandonment Curse, Amelia realized she had been overthinking it.

Ifia didn’t pay too much attention to Elder Sylei.

The act of pleading must have had other intentions.

Amelia felt relieved, and after her anger subsided, she was in the mood to continue listening.

“The book comes with a potion formula to lift the Abandonment Curse. If Elder Sylei wants to lift the curse, you can try this formula.”

Amelia had already figured out Ifia’s intentions, although it was more troublesome than directly searching the soul.

But Amelia wouldn’t let Ifia down and released her grip.

Elder Sylei, now discarded like trash, fell to the ground. She coughed a few times while holding her neck, but the dark elf’s rapid recovery had already healed the broken neck bone, leaving her only discomfort.

Initially, Elder Sylei had pinned all her hopes on the Demon Lord, hoping he would lift the Abandonment Curse.

But the plan fell through as the Demon Lord refused to cooperate.

However, there was a sudden turnaround as a solution was unexpectedly proposed by a human.

No matter how one thought about it, it seemed absurd!

After all, the infamy of the Abandonment Curse had been widely known for so long, and now it was just one human suggesting a solution.

Could a solution really be found in a casually flipped-through book?

Or perhaps it was a ploy by an accomplice of the Demon Lord to distract his attention… It was unlikely, as the Demon Lord’s reaction just now wasn’t a pretense, she truly wanted to kill her.

And as the Demon Lord, he would not deign to resort to such means. However, Elder Sylei would not simply trust a human’s words. She cautiously glanced at Ifia and made a request, “I need to see if the potion is effective.”

“No problem.”

Ifia found it reasonable that Elder Sylei wanted to inspect the goods before payment. After all, potions produced by the system were unlikely to be deceitful. However, she also needed to ensure her own interests. Otherwise, it would be troublesome if Elder Sylei reneged on the deal.

Before Ifia could voice her concerns, Elder Saelai displayed perceptiveness and took the initiative, “I can make a contract with you. If either party violates it, their soul will instantly dissipate.”

This was indeed a good approach. However, Ifia rejected Amelia’s offer to sign the contract on her behalf with Elder Sylei. Currently, she was the one conducting the transaction with Elder Sylei, and switching representatives midway might not be acceptable to her.

Once Elder Sylei wrote the contract terms on a parchment and stamped her seal, Ifia didn’t immediately sign it. Instead, she allowed Amelia to inspect the contract for any discrepancies.

After confirming its accuracy, Ifia finally sighed with relief, raised her thumb, and pressed it against the blank space on the parchment.

The next moment, she felt a sharp pain in her fingertip, and a few drops of blood fell. Immediately after, the parchment began to glow, and a strong wind filled the treehouse.

Ifia, standing in front of the table, bore the brunt of it. The strong wind tousled her black hair, causing her face to contort, and her eyes almost couldn’t open. Fortunately, the gust lasted only a moment and didn’t persist for too long.

Once the wind subsided, Ifia immediately reached up to hold her head. Given how her long hair had been blown around, it was easy to imagine how disheveled it must have looked. She absolutely did not want to leave Amelia with the impression of a madwoman!

However, she couldn’t help but sneak a glance at Amelia and saw that her silver hair remained incredibly smooth, complementing her stunningly beautiful face. Ahh, if only she had kept her distance.

With a frustrated expression, Ifia dictated the potion formula to Elder Sylei. She had thought it would take some time to gather all the materials, but she hadn’t expected Elder Sylei’s personal stash to be so well-stocked.

Soon, all the necessary ingredients were found, and the anxious Elder Sylei couldn’t wait any longer. She skipped the brewing process altogether and used magic to turn the ingredients into a potion.

With some free time now, Ifia wanted to sneak away to tidy up in a corner. However, before she could slip away, Amelia dragged her in front of her.

“I’ll help you.”

Amelia smiled at Ifia, holding a black comb that appeared out of nowhere, causing Ifia to glare at her depressingly. Unexpectedly, Amelia discovered it!

She had done her best to hide it! Since she had been found out and couldn’t escape, Ifia reluctantly let go. Just wait and see, if Amelia dared to laugh, she would bite her!

(????)

After Ifia let go, her fluffy and messy hair immediately stood up, coupled with her round eyes, she truly resembled a chubby little kitten.

Completely non-threatening and ridiculously cute.

While Ifia stared without blinking, Amelia calmly raised her hand and gently and slowly combed through her messy hair, without causing any pain from the comb pulling. Her almost exploding hair returned to normal just like that.

Because combing her hair felt so comfortable, Ifia relaxed, looking like a lazy cat basking in the sun, firmly nestled in Amelia’s embrace. After Amelia finished combing, she braided Ifia’s hair into a beautiful scorpion braid.

With her magic, the black comb in her hand immediately turned into a hair tie adorned with a black kitten decoration according to her thoughts.

Just as she finished tying the hair, Elder Sylei’s surprised voice suddenly sounded, waking Ifia from her closed-eye rest.

“Miss Ifia, this potion formula really works! It successfully lifted the Curse of Abandonment!”