TriNovel Chapter 64 : You Can Do That Too
Chapter 64 : You Can Do That Too
Chapter 64: You Can Do That Too?!
That was… the ring Hera had given her!
The vein-like patterns on the ring suddenly pulsed.
Immediately after—
A surge of magic, completely beyond Lilia’s control, rushed along the meridians of her arm and, in the blink of an eye, seized control of her tongue and lips.
Lilia was horrified to realize that her mouth was no longer obeying her.
The “refusal” she had been about to say twisted on her tongue and forcibly changed its tone.
“Eh? Really?”
Lilia heard her own voice.
Clear, pleasant, carrying a hint of surprise, even a trace of… eager shyness?
What the hell?!
Who the hell is talking?!
That is definitely not my voice!
Although the voice was hers, the tone and delivery clearly belonged to some fangirl overwhelmed by a huge surprise, happily waiting to receive a reward!
Lilia’s eyes nearly popped out as she desperately tried to shut her mouth, to swallow back that outrageously embarrassing line.
But that magic was overwhelmingly domineering, giving her no chance to resist.
Her lips moved again.
Those cherry-pink lips parted and closed, uttering a sentence that could socially kill her on the spot:
“Okay! I’ll definitely work hard! Master has to keep her word!”
After saying that—
Lilia even blinked cooperatively and revealed a bright smile.
“……”
Silence.
Lilia maintained that foolish grin, while inside she had already flipped the table and roared ten thousand times.
You can even play it like this?!
Isn’t this forced agreement?!
Hera looked at Lilia’s “overjoyed” expression, the playful smile on her lips deepening.
Of course she knew what had happened.
That momentary fluctuation of magic earlier had been released by her through the ring.
Watching this little one—who was usually full of nonsense and scheming like a sieve—being forced to speak such “sincere words”…
The feeling was unexpectedly pleasant.
Hera straightened up, looking down at Lilia kneeling on the ground, her golden eyes gleaming with amusement.
“It seems you’re really looking forward to it.”
Hera commented lightly.
Lilia had now regained control of her mouth.
The burning sensation faded from the ring, leaving behind a faint warmth, as if mocking her helplessness.
What could she say?
What did she dare to say?
Say that wasn’t her speaking just now?
Say that Hera had controlled her to say it?
Wouldn’t that be exposing the boss’s prank to her face, making her lose face?
If she said that out loud, forget about being favored—whether she’d even live to see tomorrow would be questionable.
Workplace survival rule number one: the boss is always right.
Workplace survival rule number two: if the boss is wrong, or messing with you, refer back to rule number one—and act like you’re enjoying it immensely.
Lilia took a deep breath, her teeth aching from the strain.
She forcefully suppressed her frustration, welding that smile—uglier than crying—onto her face.
“Y-yes…”
Lilia gritted her teeth, her voice squeezed out from between them.
“To receive Master’s… favor is a blessing Lilia must have cultivated over several lifetimes.”
“I… I’m very happy.”
“So happy I could cry.”
That was absolutely the truth.
She really did want to cry right now.
Hera seemed quite satisfied with her tact.
She turned around and walked back behind the massive obsidian desk, crossing her long legs wrapped in black stockings.
“Since you’ve agreed.”
Hera picked up the feather pen on the desk and casually wrote a few strokes on the parchment, speaking without even lifting her head:
“Then it depends on your performance.”
“Don’t disappoint me.”
“Otherwise…”
Hera paused, lifting her gaze. A cold glint flashed through her golden eyes.
“I wouldn’t mind testing all the ‘little functions’ of that ring on you.”
Lilia shuddered violently.
Little functions?
That mouth-controlling thing just now was only a “little function”?
Then what were the big ones?
Take off on the spot? Explode instantly? Or become a mindless puppet?
Lilia didn’t dare to imagine, nor did she dare to ask.
She could only bow her head humbly, pressing her forehead against the cold floor, and respond loudly:
“Yes! Master! I guarantee to complete the task!”
“Leave.”
Hera waved her hand, as if shooing away a fly.
“And—”
Just as Lilia felt pardoned and scrambled to escape this place of trouble—
Hera’s voice drifted over again.
“Remember to change your clothes.”
Hera didn’t look at her, only focusing on the document in her hand, her tone calm.
“Although I quite like seeing you dressed like that…”
“But if others were to see…”
*Crack.*
The feather pen in Hera’s hand snapped in two.
Lilia stumbled, nearly tripping over her own feet and face-planting.
She didn’t dare turn back, only nodding frantically before darting out of the Bedchamber like a frightened rabbit.
Only after the door slammed shut behind her—
Did Lilia finally dare to stop, leaning against the cold wall and gasping for breath.
Her heart still pounded wildly in her chest, slamming painfully against her ribs.
This life was simply unlivable.
One second they were talking about love (fake), the next she was about to be skinned alive.
This wasn’t “serving the ruler is like serving a tiger”—this was “serving the ruler is like serving a nuclear bomb”!
Lilia lowered her head, staring at the damned ring on her right ring finger.
The blood-red vein patterns had now gone quiet, returning to that strange yet exquisite appearance.
The golden gem at its center glimmered faintly, looking utterly innocent.
Lilia recalled Hera’s expression when she said those words earlier.
That gaze—carrying both a hint of anticipation and danger.
“Favor…”
Lilia couldn’t help touching her slightly heated cheeks.
To be favored by such a peerless beauty…
Didn’t seem like too much of a loss?
Bah, bah, bah!
The most urgent priority now was to stay alive and complete the task.
If she failed to produce results, Hera was definitely not joking.
She would really take action!
Lilia adjusted her slightly disheveled maid outfit, took a deep breath, and her gaze gradually sharpened.
Wasn’t it just workplace restructuring?
Wasn’t it just outwitting those old foxes of the Demon Realm?
“Just you wait, capitalists of the Demon Realm.”
Lilia clenched her fists, a cold smile curling at her lips.
“I’ll show you what the wrath of a corporate slave from the 21st century looks like!”