Passerby Villain In A Wizard World

That sneak attack had been brutal and clearly intended to take a life.

Although Ian asked her to retract the crimson chain swiftly afterward, she was certain that if it were anyone else, they would've been either killed or bedridden for days.

She never thought Borris would recover so fast.

He was already standing with almost no scratch on his chest. But how was that possible?

"Hmm... his physique is special. He seems to have regenerative abilities."

Ian lightly replied to Lyra, as if he didn't care whether the guy died or not.

However, inside, he was already thinking of something else.

'It seems his brother really does have that item in his possession. Tch... tch... tch... then I can't let you die yet. Poor ghost... let you live for a while.'

After confirming what he wanted to know, Ian smirked imperceptibly and suddenly walked toward Varn with light steps with Lyra in his arm.

His testing was now complete, and he had no intention of becoming the crowd's amusement anymore.

So, after arriving in front of the bald guy, he stretched out his hand and asked,

"Give me the thing."

"What?"

Ian's inexplicable words confused the bald guy as he looked at Ian's hand in confusion.

Maybe because of his earlier experience, he wasn't as irritated as before. He even forgot about the whole fiasco with Aurora being a dreg, as evidenced by his ignoring her existence at the side.

"Mana token. Don't you have a room prepared for us?" Find more chapters on My Virtual Library Empire

Ian asked again, a little annoyed. This bald guy had been so active and serious before, but now he was slow.

"Oh... yeah, yeah."

Varn finally understood Ian's intentions and hurriedly took out the three tokens with a wave of his hand, handing them to Ian quickly while subtly glancing at him again.

'Why did that feeling suddenly disappear?'

He then thought about why he didn't feel anything like before while looking at Ian now. He clearly felt dread and fear when Ian looked at him with those eyes earlier.

But now it seemed normal.

"Okay, this is enough."

Ian nodded in satisfaction, noting that Varn had even included the token for Aurora and completely forgot to discriminate against the so-called "Dreg."

'At least, it seemed they were taking me seriously now.'

Ian felt that his display of power had at least gained him something.

After collecting the wooden tokens inscribed with intricate patterns that pulsed with faint mana, he looked over at the remaining crew members, who had stayed silent after Borris's sudden accident.

"Oi, fatso."

"Hm?"

"Are you... talking to me?"

The fat guy, who had been the first to complain and then laugh at Ian, flinched as Ian looked his way, awkwardly pointing at himself.

He was now regretting his earlier actions. Unlike Varn and Borris, he wasn't that strong.

By showing such haughtiness before, wasn't he just pulling the skin of a tiger?

"Yeah, you. Who else?"

Ian rolled his eyes at his clueless look and then continued,@@novelbin@@

"Prepare a separate kitchen for me and provide the necessary supplies. She will cook for me this month. Help her with everything she needs. Do you understand?"

He pointed at Aurora while instructing the fat guy as if he were the captain of the ship.

If this had been before the fight with Borris, the fat guy would've definitely scolded Ian with disdain. However, now even his boss seemed unwilling to involve himself in this mess.

So, the fat guy could only nod and quickly reply. He even breathed a sigh of relief that Ian didn't hold him accountable for his earlier disgrace, so he seemed a little enthusiastic when talking.

"Yes, yes. Of course, I'll prepare everything. There's no need to worry at all. She just needs to ask, and I will prepare everything as needed."

The fat guy patted his chest with a smile, making a promise.

Although he seemed eager, with his blabbering and wretched smile, Ian didn't feel good being flattered.

"Okay, good."

So, Ian just nodded and then finally shifted his gaze to Aurora, who was now out of his arms and standing behind him, a little confused.

"Did you hear him? He'll prepare everything; you just need to make food for us this month. Can you do that?"

He asked as if confirming whether she was even capable, considering she was from royalty, and Ian wasn't sure if she could manage.

However, Ian had no intention of eating food made by that fatso. It disgusted him.

As for Lyra, well, she was his woman now, and he didn't want to burden her with chores like that if possible.

He might appeared biased, but it was of no concern to him.

"Me?"

Aurora, still stunned by Ian's sudden request for her to prepare food, couldn't help but ask him again, unsure if she had heard him right.

"Who else? Don't you want to? Or can't you?"

Ian raised his eyebrows when he saw her looking confused.

"No, no. I can definitely do that. There is no need to worry at all."

Aurora felt that she had finally found a way to repay Ian.

So, after coming out of her surprise, she quickly assured him with her hand on her chest.

In fact, after Ian asked her to do something for him, she inexplicably felt validated.

Although it was just preparing food for Ian and Lyra for a month, which wasn't hard in the first place, she felt that at least she wasn't useless.

After all, nobody liked being a burden who only received, and she also wanted to be useful.

Although Ian seemed to unintentionally propose such a simple task out of nowhere, she felt he was caring for her feelings in his own way.

So, she couldn't help but feel sweet, smiling a little at Ian and whispering to him almost inaudibly,

"Thank you!"

"Hm?"

Ian didn't hear her words clearly and was about to ask when a sudden prompt from the system in his mind stopped him midway.

[Ding!]

[Aurora's favorability increased by 20 points.]

[Current Favorability: 75 (Crush)]

'Is this the time to gain favorability? Girl, aren't you a little too late?'