Rewinding to a little earlier, after reading the letter left by her unreliable father, Miss Anya didn't think for too long before knowing that she had been sold by her father.
However, when facing this situation, she did not fall into panic or anxiety, as if all this was expected.
In the red-haired woman's view, the worst-case scenario she had to face was presumably nothing more than repaying the debt.
Of course, Miss Anya was not without other means. For example, after clearly seeing the agreement on the property in the contract, she quickly thought of something.
After summoning the servant who served at the alchemy salon last night, and asking clearly about the man named Wolf Lyantarg, Miss Anya first tucked a dagger into her waist, and then drove the carriage to follow to the shantytown by the seaside.
Yes, in Miss Anya's view, even if this place had undergone simple renovations, it couldn't hide the stench of seawater and fishy smell, so it could only be considered a shantytown.
And those who could and only lived here were obviously only sailors and some nouveau riche who hadn't had time to move away, and of course, those dirty smugglers couldn't be ruled out.
Regarding everything the servant said, she didn't believe a single word. What noble from the land of Asshai, or wealthy merchant from Tyrosh, these were probably all lies.
Even if she had to submit to fate, it would have to be after complete failure.
As for whether to end her own life or destroy that liar along with it, these were no longer important.
Even if this was a most severe felony for the Seven Gods and would lead to being cast into the Seven Hells, Miss Anya was prepared to bet everything for the honor of herself and her mother.
Of course, these were just plans she made when she went out.
Just as the red-haired woman and the two-wheeled carriage entered Tampa, this iconic vehicle was stopped by a servant.
Immediately after, the butler from last night appeared again, and proposed a condition that seemed impossible for anyone to refuse.
That is, Miss Anya's debt would be repaid by his master on her behalf. As for the condition to offset the debt, it was truthfully revealed to the red-haired woman.
In Earl Rosby's original words, he would recommend Anya to enter the Red Keep. As for whom to serve or please, smart people never need to speak too plainly.
After relaying all this, the elegant butler bowed.
When he raised his head, he asked for Miss Anya's answer with his usual polite attitude.
"So Miss Anya, what is your opinion?"
Hearing the other party ask like this, the proud woman in the carriage rarely looked squarely at him, then walked down from the carriage and returned an extremely elegant curtsy.
"Many thanks. Please be sure to convey my sincerity to Lord Rosby, thanking him for being willing to help me at this time."
"So..."
"But I must say, no one should dream of buying me with dirty Gold Dragons."
"Well, while respecting your choice, I can only express regret."
After that, the red-haired woman wasted no more time. After being provoked repeatedly, she poured all her anger onto the guard blocking the way.
So when Jon walked to the door and saw that beautiful long hair as fiery red as a fox, a trace of inexplicable nervousness suddenly rose in his heart.
This emotion was very subtle; even when facing the Mountain's two-handed greatsword, he had never felt it.
But no matter what, this was the fate he must face, so Jon quickly opened his arms and walked forward in an extremely enthusiastic way.
"Ah, dear Miss Anya, please allow me to welcome you with the highest etiquette of Asshai."
After saying that, Jon's arms had already gone around the girl's shoulders, ready to circle her in front of his chest.
However, what greeted the enthusiastic embrace was a cold dagger. The sharpest end was pressed against the same position as last night again.
Feeling the coldness coming from his throat, Jon, incarnated as Wolf Lyantarg, instantly recalled the scene from last night.
But this time, he was not sure he could dodge the other party's threat.
Obviously, the intelligent Miss Anya had learned her lesson after being deceived once.
Therefore, at this moment, she clung to Jon gracefully and wrapped her other arm around his neck to ensure that this damn guy had no room to dodge.
Seeing this scene, Jon could only raise his hand stiffly with a smile.
"Okay, okay, you win. But I must remind you, these people around won't keep secrets for you."
When saying this, Jon's breath blew directly on Miss Anya's ear, and his eyes turned to the open space outside the door.
Following Jon's gaze, Miss Anya reacted quickly and scanned the surroundings.
When she caught those prying eyes, she reacted immediately.
Out of pride, the red-haired woman immediately pushed the tall young man in front of her inside, until they met the people walking out at the door of the room.
Then, more than a dozen confused gazes intertwined, leaving everyone unclear about what happened.
Among them, the only exception was the Imp walking at the front.
The moment the playboy saw Miss Anya, he instinctively whistled.
"Wow~ I didn't expect you to know such a stunning beauty..."
However, while teasing Jon, Tyrion also discovered the dagger in the girl's hand from his angle.
Seeing this situation, the Imp immediately showed a knowing smile, only thinking that this handsome guy Jon had enlightened and formed an ill-fated relationship somewhere.
However, at this moment, Jon really couldn't explain.
Fortunately, Miss Anya might care more about her image. After seeing so many people, she turned around immediately, quietly hiding the dagger behind her back, and then showed a charming smile.
"Good morning, everyone! I came to talk to Mr. Wolf about something. Can you give us some private space?"
Hearing the other party say these words almost through gritted teeth, none of the people who walked in were fools. After exchanging glances with each other, they left this place to Jon and the red-haired woman.
Although Arya tried her best to stay, she was dragged outside by Tyrion grabbing her wrist, promising to detail his experience of traveling around the Seven Kingdoms to her, which made Arya obediently leave here.
After everyone withdrew, Jon immediately assumed a defensive posture, strictly preventing the red-haired woman from violently hurting people again.
However, at this moment, Miss Anya sat leisurely at the table and poured herself a full cup of honey water.
After slowly drinking it up, she looked at Jon and said something shocking.
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