What's ridiculous isn't their oppression, but their self-righteous belief that they've worked hard enough.
So Yoon-ra doesn't want to become that kind of person.
"I understand. So... let's just wait for tomorrow's test results for the cement mixed with anti-magic stones?"
As Yinla spoke, he looked at Vera, who had her hands behind her head and was leaning back in a relaxed manner. His gaze swept over her prominent heart without lingering, and he said, "Would you like to come with me to see White Ball Wine this afternoon?"
I do have free time, but something just doesn't feel right.
"..."
Vera paused for a moment, then looked at Yinla with some suspicion and said, "Yinla, have you been asking me to work with you lately? Do you have some ulterior motive?"
"..."
"???"
Immediately, Yinla showed a puzzled expression. He then rolled his eyes and said, "You're crazy. The cement and mine projects are because they need you. We're just randomly asking you to come along."
However, it might also be because... I've been colleagues with Vera for so long in the Empire that I've gotten used to working with her.
Vera nodded at Yinla's words, a teasing smile on her face. She patted Yinla's shoulder reassuringly, her large chest swaying slightly as she said, "I thought you really liked me. That was actually a little creepy~"
"Think about it, if you really like me, then maybe I'll be found dead in my room sometime later, with a few leaves, a few bottles of medicine, and a wanted poster scattered around me."
"..."
After waiting for a while, Yinla seemed to be thinking about something, and Vera suddenly felt a little uncomfortable...
"Yinla? Why aren't you hitting me anymore?"
Yinla: "Get lost! Are you asking for trouble?"
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