With a hint of fear and fascination in his eyes, the young man raised his head and looked at Mrs. Mandel, but remained silent.
"Oh haha, I forgot, I gave him an order before that he cannot speak when outsiders are present - my little pet, you can speak now, tell me distinguished guest, how do I usually treat you?
"
Covering her mouth gently with her slender hands wearing black lace gloves, Mrs. Mandel gave instructions casually with a coquettish smile.
"Very...very good. Being able to become Mistress Pomona's servant is the greatest luck in my life."
After receiving Mrs. Mandel's order, the young man kneeling on the ground replied quickly.
"Haha, good boy, my sister will give you your favorite 'reward' tonight."
Very satisfied with the boy's reaction, Mrs. Mandel smiled coquettishly and brought her toes wrapped in black fishnet stockings to the boy's lips, who kissed her almost reverently.
"I am not interested in your personal interests, Ms. Mandel."
Looking at this scene, Anvis spoke calmly and was completely unmoved.
That's it?
Sorry, I'm not perverted enough, I can't turn around for you.
Everyone is from a noble family, who do you look down on?
"Oh, okay, little cutie, please leave first. Wait until my sister's guests leave, and then come and serve my sister."
Seeing that Anvis was still calm, Mrs. Mandel didn't care and just ordered the young man on the ground to leave in a sweet voice.
The latter kowtowed respectfully, and then gradually climbed into the small door on the side of the study.
"You see, I respect your opinion very much and have already asked him to leave. I wonder if you can also satisfy a lady's little curiosity and take off your hood temporarily?"
After the boy left, Mrs. Mandel's aggressive eyes returned to Avis.
As an eighth-level expert, being willing to consider the opinions of a seventh-level person is already a sign of respect.
"..."
After a moment of silence, Anvis slowly took off his hood, revealing his delicate young face.
As for the identity of the person in the mirror, which has no appearance requirements, Anvis is still accustomed to retaining the appearance of a young man. He simply adjusts his facial features and eye color to avoid being linked to his true identity.
"Who would have thought that such a young face is hidden under the hood of the man in the mirror."
Also surprised by Anvis's charismatic charm, Mrs. Mandel suddenly smiled.
"I suddenly changed my mind, even if you didn't sign a contract with me in the end. When the Ember Organization is surrounded and suppressed and you are hunted by the three kingdoms, I can give you another chance."
"Of course, if you really get to that point, what you need to sign is no longer a master-slave contract, but a master-servant contract.
Become my servant, and I can still protect you unconditionally. You must know that the 'rewards' I give to my obedient servants are things that many people outside can only dream of."
"If it comes to that, I will consider it."
Anvis nodded noncommittally and put on the hood of the magic cloak again.
"Well, farewell, Ms. Mandel."
Watching Anvis's back disappearing at the door of the study, Mrs. Mandel's eyes were a little strange, like a poisonous spider watching its prey crawl out of its web.
"Hmph, you can't escape. I will make you mine sooner or later."
After uttering a vicious sentence, the blond lady raised her hand. A phantom that looked exactly like Anvis suddenly appeared beside her.
"Forget it, let's save the main body for later and enjoy it as the main course. Now, kneel down and lick my toes!"
Looking at this phantom, Mrs. Mandel suddenly became very interested and gave orders as if she were facing a real person.
"..."
But when she gave the order, the illusion did not act according to her thoughts, but stood there without any reaction.
"what happened?!"
Feeling the illusion of losing control, Mrs. Mandel suddenly became a little surprised.
"Dear Ms. Mandel, it is not without reason that I am called the 'man in the mirror' by the outside world."
At the same time, Anvis's calm voice suddenly echoed in the room.
On the surface of the pupil on the left side of the illusion, a tiny black-robed figure was silently reflected, looking at the suspicious blond lady.
"Please don't do such meaningless things again, otherwise, something unpleasant will unfortunately happen between us."
After leaving a final warning, the entire illusion shattered instantly, causing Mrs. Mandel's spirit to sting.
"Hmph, the man in the mirror..."
Biting her silver teeth, a trace of fear flashed in Mrs. Mandel's eyes, but she did not do anything out of the ordinary again.
.….….
After leaving Mrs. Mandel's castle, Avis thought carefully for a while and finally recalled the source of the familiarity with the boy just now. It seemed to be the little elf princess beside Langton, Freya.
Judging from the fate line, the boy is probably her brother or a relative.
If this is the case, then considering Mrs. Mandel's identity and alignment, it is estimated that she is one of the villains Langton will need to face in the future.
Due to the drama of fate, maybe when Freya and Langton visit Mrs. Mandel together, they may find that the other party is using her brother.
Given Mrs. Mandel's character, she would probably repeat the scene he saw today in front of the two of them.
After thinking for a moment, Anwes decided to write a letter to Langton immediately, telling him that one of Freya's brothers was currently in the hands of Mrs. Mandela. After a long time, he might be trained to complete this information.
As a Child of Destiny whose strength of destiny feedback is second only to Fiona, even if Mrs. Mandel is an eighth-level powerhouse, she will still be unhappy if she conflicts with her.
Perhaps theoretically speaking, all forces whose goals would lead to overall unrest in the Ittel Federation are his potential allies.
However, because of her behavior just now, it would be better to give her some trouble in advance.
"Excuse me, sir, have you ever heard of building a network?"
While Anvis was thinking, a strange voice suddenly sounded.
A young man dressed as a messenger ran over from the side of the road and handed him a leaflet that seemed reasonable.
Anvis stopped and looked him over.
There was a panel floating in front of him. He was a player, and he was a player from a guild affiliated with the Silver Blue Club.
"Hello, if you haven't heard of it, I can introduce it to you in three minutes..."
"No need, I've heard of it and don't plan to use it."
Not interested in what he said next, Anvis waved his hand and left directly.
"Please wait a moment, Your Excellency, the constructed network has been fully upgraded recently. We can't help but give away free connection rings, and the network usage fees can also be fully exempted, and there are also gifts..."
Seeing Anvis' figure fading away, the player stopped talking, shook his head, and turned to the next passing aborigine.
"Excuse me, sir, have you ever heard of building a network?..."
At the same time, before Avis had gone far, he met another player who promoted the construction network again.
Along the way, Anvis met no less than three or four such players.
"Excuse me, sir..."
When he met a promotional player again, Anvis finally did not turn around and leave. Instead, he listened to him silently and then asked questions.
"Tell me, what's going on?"
At this moment, such scenes are taking place in the streets and alleys of all cities across the federation.