"If you really can't, you two can squat in the flower bed outside and act as my first line of defense," Leticia said, pointing outside the window.
Yevette frowned, while Ena looked happy and was about to jump out the window.
"Just follow Sister's arrangement. If you want to protect Sister's safety, then be the first line of defense over there. The space here is too small to squeeze in five people," Kira also walked out from the study and gave her own order to the Four Heavenly Kings.
...
"There is a magical aura by the flower bed outside. Are they your people?" In the evening, Melanie, who had been busy outside all day, asked Leticia.
This person acted as if she would get itchy all over if she didn't come to Leticia's house for a day; every day she would always find some reason to spend a while with Leticia.
"Yeah, after all, some things are about to happen, and maybe I'll be targeted by those people," Leticia nodded naturally. "Before, no one would care about me, but now that I've gotten involved in this matter, it's hard to say."
The number of people staring at her would definitely increase significantly. Isn't it normal for her to call some people over to protect herself at this time?
Melanie wouldn't be able to say anything about it, right?
"But why do they have to squat by the flower bed?"
"You don't expect me to let them stay in my room, do you?" Leticia asked in return.
Melanie immediately shook her head; it was better not to let others into Leticia's room, especially those Demon Race members of uncertain gender.
"Then there you go. That flower bed downstairs is great—fresh air, beautiful environment, and squatting there allows them to keep an eye on everything," Leticia said, spouting nonsense with a straight face.
In fact, she had just randomly found a place to let those two unfortunates squat.
"Forget it, forget it. Asking about these things is useless. Was there any special situation today?" Leticia interrupted the topic about those two in the flower bed and turned to ask about matters on Melanie's side.
"Hmm, I talked to the Songstress senior. She said she would take Mengyao back after her body gets a bit better," Melanie told Leticia about today's events.
Actually, Melanie wanted to let Mengyao stay in the manor until the event was over. After all, this young girl had already been attacked once, and who knew if those people would come a second time.
Perhaps they would just latch onto this poor Miss Xi, letting Mengyao, who had just barely saved her life, go back and continue chatting with the Grim Reaper.
But the Songstress expressed that Melanie having taken care of Mengyao for so long already made her very grateful, and she would feel bad about troubling Melanie further.
"Then why don't you just have her come over and work for you for a while?" Leticia looked at Melanie with the eyes of someone looking at a fool. Wasn't this a super awesome free laborer delivered to her doorstep?
Although the Songstress had been retired for a long time, her strength had not regressed even a little bit. If she joined Melanie's camp, wouldn't Melanie directly have an additional fresh force?
And Melanie could actually agree to let her take Mengyao away, and then both sides would be even?
"She did mention coming to help me, but I think this is my own business. It's not good to trouble the Songstress senior who has already retired, so I didn't agree." Melanie indicated that she wasn't a fool; she just thought it was not good to let the Songstress return to the battlefield because of this kind of matter.
Yes, the battlefield.
Melanie already believed that what was about to happen next would be a chaotic battle involving four parties.
Ah, it should be said three parties. Although there were still some disagreements with Leticia, Melanie felt that she and Leticia should be considered on the same side.
"Then you really are noble," Leticia said, somewhat speechless. Only a person like Melanie could refuse a high-level powerhouse who wanted to help voluntarily.
You have to know that the Songstress was a former hero with extremely rich combat experience. Her joining would definitely make Melanie's side's strength... er, it seems that because of someone's terrifying strength, the increase in strength the Songstress could bring didn't seem very obvious.
This white-haired bastard was a cheat code.
"By the way, I'll tell you some good news." Leticia spread her hands with a grin, and a small flame sprang from her palm.
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Melanie blinked her eyes. "Your magic power has recovered?"
"It's only recovered a little bit, but at least I have some ability to protect myself now." Leticia nodded with a smile, the resurgence of magic power within her body greatly boosting her confidence.
Leticia with magic power and Leticia without magic power are two entirely different levels of existence. Without magic, she is just a mascot, but as long as she has even a little bit of magic, Leticia's combat power can immediately return to its original level.
Of course, the duration won't be very long, though.
But it doesn't need to be very long either. Sometimes, just a single moment is enough to determine the direction of things, and this newly recovered magic power gives Leticia the ability to create that moment.
"That's great. Should I tell the others?"
"No need, just you, Kira, and Luna knowing is enough." Leticia shook her head. "Sometimes, a trump card in the shadows is what secures our victory."
"Us?"
"Not including your 'us'." Leticia snorted. "Don't get ahead of yourself."
"Mm-hmm, I understand." But Melanie already considered this to be Leticia's tsundere side, so she nodded indulgently, speaking as if coaxing a child.
"That tone of yours makes me so annoyed!"
...
"Tch."
"Tch."
It was those two people in black again, another late night, and another dark alley.
"Did your plan fail?" the short person in black asked after expressing their dissatisfaction.
The tall person in black snorted coldly, "What do you think?"
Does she look like someone whose plan succeeded?
How did a plan that should have been foolproof turn into this?
This person in black really couldn't understand it. They had practically served the dish right to Melanie's mouth; how on earth did that white-haired girl manage to resist not taking a bite?
"Oh ho, you were acting so confident before, but in the end, you still failed." The short person in black immediately began to mock them. "I think you should just honestly go back under your spotlight and be your idol."
"Heh, and are you any better than me?" the tall person in black said, feeling somewhat annoyed.
"At least I'm better than a resource-wasting guy like you. Those two bombs of mine took quite a lot of effort to make; they were originally intended to be used for... forget it, why am I telling you this." The short person in black stopped talking. "The Divine Messenger has issued a new mission; our target this time is that Quinn Sukina."