Chelina looked at everyone, feeling somewhat unaccustomed to this setting, but still said, "I'm Chelina, very pleased to be working with all of you."

"Prajna, Iron Guard, if there's danger, you can hide behind me."

Though brief, Prajna still expressed goodwill and proactively extended her hand for a handshake... Hmm, indeed very smooth and tender.

Furinji slightly lifted her chin, scrutinizing Chelina without making any move.

Only when Chelina extended her hand did Furinji reluctantly reach out to shake it.

"I'm Furinji, princess of the Cepesh Family. You've heard of me, right?"

Chelina slightly furrowed her brows, "So, you are the princess of the Cepesh Family, I've heard much about you."

"Hmph."

Furinji proudly said, "You have a good eye. I'm currently researching the formula for Wolf Poison Potion, which drastically enhances the combat capabilities of the Wolf Race. Would you like to invest? Hans is already my largest shareholder, second only to me."

A hint of grievance appeared on Hans's face.

So-called investing basically meant "blood donation."

Whether or not there will be profits, judging by Furinji's half-hearted attitude, it's probably not promising.

Although Chelina didn't understand what this project was, she still took a step back, saying, "I think I'll pass, I'm not planning to invest at the moment."

Jeanne remarked, "People like Miss Chelina, who are not fond of talking, always seem very reliable, just like Miss Prajna."

Losa quipped, "So, like Jeanne who always jokes around, you seem not very reliable, right?"

Jeanne didn't always use to be like this.

Losa was genuinely curious about what Jeanne had gone through these years to become like this.

Jeanne shrugged nonchalantly, "If my lord thinks I'm unreliable, I don't mind being a bed-warming maid left at home."

Chelina frowned slightly, "As an attendant, do we also have to satisfy our lord's sexual needs?"

Nonsense!

Losa had just wanted to shake his head when he saw Jeanne put her arm around her shoulder, "Isn't this supposed to be normal? To relieve the master's worries, shouldn't one be willing to robed and disrobe?"

Chelina frowned, "I'm sorry, but I can't undertake such a heavy responsibility."

Losa looked seriously at Jeanne, "She was just joking with you. Under me, apart from official duties, you don't need to perform any extra obligations."

Jeanne replied confidently, "Who said warming the bed isn't official business? For the Lord, isn't spreading one's lineage a major duty?"

Losa opened his mouth.

For a moment, he felt that what Jeanne said seemed to make some sense.

Chelina, with a tense brow, looked at Losa filled with rejection and caution, "If that's the case... even if it is reasonable, I'm not psychologically prepared."

Prajna suddenly spoke up, "Jeanne, let's spar at the training ground."

"I don't want to fight you."

"Then shut your mouth."

Prajna's tone was calm, without any fluctuations, but Jeanne keenly sensed the anger within it.

She smiled and made a zipper motion on her lips, retreating silently.

"Come over here, Miss Chelina."

Prajna beckoned.

She usually kept silent, but that didn't mean she couldn't speak.

Chelina hesitated a bit but still moved to stand beside Prajna. For this tall beauty who seemed to repel others, she felt a sense of reliability.

Prajna spoke calmly, "No one can force you to do anything. Jeanne was just joking, don't mind her."

After speaking, she added, "Sir, bring out the gift you prepared for Miss Chelina."

Losa was enlightened, "Alright."

He took out the small metal box hidden in the cabinet and handed it over.

Chelina's face still showed no emotion, somewhat surprised to hold it in her hand, clicked open the lid, "This is... my cookie box? It's been lost for a long time, didn't expect it to be in your hands, sir."

Furinji's gaze followed the small metal box, filled with pain and reluctance.

Chelina hesitated for a moment, taking out a piece and handed it to Furinji, "Miss Furin, I don't really like matcha flavor, can you help me with one?"

Furinji uttered an "Ah," with slightly reddened cheeks, raising her brows, "Well... alright, even though I'm not a glutton, I do enjoy helping others."

Chelina said solemnly, "Thank you."

Losa watched from the side, feeling increasingly satisfied.

Chelina was indeed a reliable person, although her face showed a calm expression devoid of emotions, she blended in much better than Prajna.

With just a little nurturing... or maybe not at all, she could become a top-tier tool like Kurs, able to handle matters for him.

So, assassins equal tools?

Losa's mind wandered a bit.

Crunch.

Chelina bit off a chocolate stick, her wolf ears atop her head inadvertently twitched.

This long-missed familiar taste dispersed much of the tension she felt in the unfamiliar realm she had just arrived in.

The system's prompt sounded timely: You have returned Chelina's long-lost magic cookie box to its owner, Chelina's intimacy with you has significantly increased.

Current status: Friendliness.

Losa found himself pleased, he's quite envious of Chelina's talent, not to mention the Lone Wolf ability, which clearly doesn't suit him, and he certainly can't be the lone wolf.

Throat Seizing and Execution, however, made Losa hesitate; both are outstanding talents.

The former can forcibly silence an enemy, not merely for a second of silence. Many spells that are interrupted during casting often result in backlash.

Players of MOBA games should understand this better.

The originally smooth combo could be disrupted by just that one second of silence, leading to an overall disruption extending much beyond a mere second.

Execution can forcibly kill an opponent with less than ten percent health, simple but outstanding, and based on the description, it's not like Throat Seizing, requiring cooldown, only usable once.

After weighing the options.

Losa still decided to choose "Throat Seizing."

In reality, it's not like a game.

An opponent with less than ten percent health is often already near death, with drastically diminished combat power.

Frankly speaking, if you can drain the enemy to less than ten percent health, in most cases, you don't need this execution ability.

In rare circumstances, Chelina could make a move as well.

Throat Seizing is different.

A key silence strike might just be enough to turn the tide.

Plus, Losa's first attack is not limited to melee; he could use the Holy Spear to ensure this silence effect attack lands accurately!

"Issue my orders, prepare a banquet with fine dishes, and bring out the finest wines from the cellar for us to welcome Miss Chelina."

Losa was enthusiastic.

But he carefully maintained a certain distance to avoid being off-putting.

He intentionally used the enameled ware from Egypt, though it's actually just porcelain, but it beats mundane gold and silver ware for some flair.

"No need to be so hospitable, is it?"

Chelina felt somewhat unaccustomed to the overt warmth.

Gifts right off the bat, a welcoming banner, followed by a banquet spread.

"Take a seat quickly, thanks to your fortune, I've been coveting those vintage brews in the depths of Sir's cellar for ages."

Jeanne said with an expectant expression.

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