Chapter 549 : Even If You Wear a Maid Outfit, I Won't Forgive You.

Felyn's mind was in a bit of a mess.

A former enemy had now become a beautiful maid.

Anifrey's expression at this moment was also subtle, maintaining a perfect distance. The moment he gave an order, she would have to endure her inner shame and obey her master's command.

After a few more times, she would slowly get used to it, and then...

Why does this feel so similar to the type of maid I envisioned?

It felt as if she were tailor-made for him.

However, Felyn was not interested in this maid who called herself Anifrey. After all, she had done such terrible things to him and Zervanie in the past.

Even if she dressed up as a maid, Felyn was only surprised, not fond.

"You call me master?"

"Yes, Master." Anifrey placed her hands at her waist, her body not straightening up, maintaining a bowing posture.

The lines of her legs were exceptionally smooth and straight, further accentuated by her high heels.

"Master seems a little confused?"

"When someone who once wanted to kill you appears before you, and has become an obedient maid, anyone would be confused, right?" Felyn did not let his guard down, constantly observing Anifrey's movements.

Anifrey's hand removed the dagger strapped to her garter. Under Felyn's wary gaze, she presented it to him with both hands.

"Anifrey knows she has committed an unforgivable crime in the past and does not dare to hope for Master's forgiveness. Therefore, Master can end Anifrey's life at any time."

Felyn reached out and took the dagger, its cold glint reflecting on Anifrey's expressionless face.

He was not a soft-hearted person. Even if the enemy wore his favorite maid outfit, Felyn would not show mercy because of it.

"You want me to kill you?" Felyn stared at Anifrey, his brows furrowed tightly.

The former young lady of the Noc family did not retreat in the face of the dagger already pressed against her chest.

"Yes, Master. I am yours now, so you may dispose of me as you wish." Her face still held that same indifferent look, without flattery or fear, as if she were speaking of an insignificant matter.

"Who made you do this?"

"It was Her Highness the Princess," Anifrey replied. "It was Her Highness who made me realize the mistakes I made in the past. She gave me a chance to atone. Of course, Her Highness also told me that you, Master, might not forgive my past mistakes. So Her Highness told me to be prepared to receive any and all of Master's punishments."

"Including death?"

"Yes." Anifrey nodded. "Her Highness mentioned this matter."

Dorothy was not so naive as to think that turning Anifrey into Felyn's maid would make him forgive everything she had done.

But she didn't care if Felyn would act against Anifrey, didn't care if the months of effort spent training Anifrey would be wasted just like that.

If Brother Felyn wanted revenge, then let him. At worst, she could just train a new maid.

"Master, Anifrey will not blame you."

Anifrey took a step forward. The tip of the blade had already pierced her maid outfit and entered her body.

Blood gradually bloomed on the pure white fabric over her chest. Her hands gripped her skirt tightly, suppressing the pain.

Felyn neither retreated nor advanced, merely maintaining his grip on the dagger.

He still couldn't figure out the situation, didn't know why Anifrey had suddenly become like this.

Felyn would never have imagined what Dorothy, the cute princess who clung to him calling him "Brother Felyn," had done to Anifrey over the past few months.

"Master, I apologize. I was inconsiderate."

Seeing Felyn standing still, Anifrey raised her head, a few drops of cold sweat on her forehead.

"Master, I did not consider that my actions might trouble you, so... let me resolve this for you."

Felyn was stunned. Before he could even react, Anifrey took another step forward, meeting the dagger.

This time, the dagger plunged into her chest, stabbing deep.

It hurt, a lot.

Blood quickly stained her pristine white maid outfit. The girlish pink on her face was replaced by a deathly pallor. Her lips trembled slightly as she suppressed the pain in her chest, not making a single sound.

She raised her arm, trying not to let the blood drip down her arm onto the floor, so as not to stain it.

A faint smile appeared on Anifrey's face. She tried to reach up and tuck a fallen strand of hair behind her ear.

"Sorry, Master... I might have scared you... I will back away now. I will die in the hallway. That way, I won't dirty your room and carpet. I'll have to trouble you to call someone else to clean up my body in a moment..."

Anifrey slowly backed away, forcefully pulling the dagger out of her body.

Blood began to gush out. Her steps were unsteady, and she swayed before falling backward.

"Thud!"

Elegance was no more. Anifrey had collapsed on the floor, lying in a pool of her own blood.

The exquisite, expensive fabric was stained with blood, making her look like a rose blooming in a crimson hue.

The side of her face was already stained with the blood on the floor, adding a touch of tragic beauty to her cheek.

Anifrey slowly closed her eyes, biting her lip, feeling the rapid loss of blood from her body, awaiting the arrival of death.

She had no complaints; she had long been prepared to welcome this day.

Green sigil patterns gradually appeared in the hallway.

The healing sigil device installed in the manor began to activate.

The wound on Anifrey's body on the floor was gradually covered by this green light, and the wound began to heal.

Her gray eyes appeared in this world once more; she had not died.

Anifrey touched her chest, then looked at Felyn, who was standing to the side, observing.

"Sorry, Master. I forgot there was a healing sigil device in the manor."

She slowly got up and bowed to Felyn.

"Master, I will go outside the manor to end my own life. You can choose to come with me, or... just watch from the window."

She looked at the bloodstain on the floor and sighed softly.

Cleaning up bloodstains would be very troublesome.

Seeing that Felyn said nothing, Anifrey nodded at him, preparing to go outside the manor to end her life.

After taking two steps, her high heels stopped on the floor. She turned around and said to Felyn.

"By the way, Master, I forgot to inform you. Her Highness the Princess is currently taking a bath and will be here shortly."

"Dorothy?" Felyn raised an eyebrow.

He seemed to have heard Dorothy call his name before he passed out; he had thought it was an illusion.

So it was she who had tied him up and brought him here?!

"Her Highness also asked me to relay a message." Anifrey cleared her throat, coughed twice, then put on a high-pitched voice, her expression even becoming cute.

Her eyes, narrowed with a smile, were very pretty. She held her skirt and imitated Dorothy's movements and voice.

"Brother Felyn, Dorothy heard your conversation with Father, you know. Dorothy really loves Brother Felyn."

"At that moment, Dorothy really wanted to throw herself into Brother Felyn's arms, really wanted to be with Brother Felyn forever."

"But Brother Felyn... how could you go on a date with Miss Viloti after saying those things in the study?"

"Not only did you hold hands, you even kissed, and what's worse, you touched Miss Viloti's feet for half an hour."

"Brother Felyn, Dorothy is really sad... I can't control myself a little.... so I brought you here. It's just you and me here now. Dorothy will love Brother Felyn properly. We will be together forever and ever, and no one will ever disturb us again."

Anifrey dropped the smile from her face, returning to her cold expression.

Felyn swallowed. He finally understood his current situation.

It's over. This is completely over.

He had been kidnapped by Dorothy