Mrs. Bellene wore a low-cut white dress, with a pearl necklace around her fair neck, and her breasts stood out prominently.
A small, delicate light blue coat was draped over her fair, jade-like shoulders.
Every time Linda saw this lady, she would think to herself: It wasn't because Leah didn't eat enough as a child that her cerebellum wasn't fully developed. Let alone a pair, just one of them would be enough to feed a baby.
"I've been waiting for you for so long! Please sit down. You have to have a good drink with your aunt today, okay?"
Linda chuckled: "Madam, you are in poor health and should rest properly. How can you drink alcohol?"
"You only drank it because Linda came over?"
Mrs. Bellini pulled out a wicker chair next to her. "Come sit down. Let Auntie see if you've lost weight. And please introduce your two friends to Auntie as well."
Seeing the beautiful Kafni next to Linda, whose chest was several sizes larger than Leah's, the lady's eyebrows furrowed slightly.
“They are my friends,” Linda said politely. “It’s been a long time, and you seem even more beautiful.”
He pulled out the wicker chair on his right and sat down, with Kaphni and Monica flanking him on either side.
The former unceremoniously picked up the chicken leg and started eating. Even though all the previous roast meat had gone into Kaphni's stomach, Kaphni seemed unable to fill her up.
Monica wanted to eat but was a little hesitant, blinking her big eyes at Linda.
"Eat."
Linda wrapped the bottom of a chicken leg in a tissue from the table and handed it to Monica.
"Thank you, Captain," Monica said crisply, stuffing the chicken leg into the cardboard box and chewing.
Seeing how happy they were all, Bellini's worry deepened.
What is Leah doing? How can she let Linda be with other girls?
"Madam... what's wrong with your face?"
Linda suddenly noticed that the lady's right cheek was slightly swollen and her eyes were a little red.
Belinne paused for a moment, gently stroking her cheek with her fingertips, and sighed:
"Don't laugh at me, but I was beaten by the master. Sigh, in the ten years I've been with the Mandala family, apart from giving birth to Lia, the master has never once come to my room. A useless woman like me can't possibly give birth to an excellent adventurer..."
Linda remained silent.
Bellene should have been able to confide in other noble ladies about these household matters, and it would have been perfectly normal for her to discuss whose master was more powerful. She, however, was not a suitable person to confide in.
Mrs. Bellini said these things on purpose, as if she were putting invisible pressure on him—look, I'm so pitiful, you have to be considerate of me, right?
Objectively speaking, Linda knew what she should say: 'No, your daughter, Lia, is an excellent adventurer.'
But he wouldn't say that, not even a white lie.
Mrs. Bellini looked mournful and waited for him to reply.
Linda pretended not to see it, cut a piece of tender steak, placed it on her fork, and handed it to Monica.
Seeing this, Bellini sighed softly and took something out of the jewelry box.
"Sigh~ There's no hope for a useless woman like Auntie, but you and Leah can definitely do it. However... well, she's too young. 18 is the best time for an adventurer, so be careful. This is for you."
"What?"
Linda looked at the object in her hand with a puzzled expression.
It was a small square box with a cartoonish blue slime drawn on it, which was being supported by a giant object and turned into a steep mountain.
The slime was crying and shedding tears, with the words "Adventurer's spiked club is too big!" appearing in the speech bubble next to it.
Hiss.
This is... a must-have slime gel sleeve for hotels!
Seeing his dazed expression, Bellini curled her red lips upwards: "It's been three years already, don't tell Auntie you two haven't gotten to that point yet, okay? It's the largest size, it should work, right?"
Although it works, but...
Is it appropriate for a mother to prepare these things for herself and then use them for her daughter?
Linda was speechless.
Meeting Lady Bellini's smiling gaze, he, as an 'old magician', felt a little embarrassed, but more than that, he was annoyed!
The lady's eyes held a strong sense of mockery and disdain; in her eyes, he was probably nothing more than a harmless child.
Mrs. Bellene had a sense of superiority that he lacked experience while she was full of it!
Linda did not receive the respect a man deserves; the smug smile on Mrs. Belinne's face was an insult to him.
Snap!
"Madam, I think you've misunderstood."
Linda coldly placed the slime gel sleeve on the table: "I'm no longer Leah's teammate, and I have nothing to do with her! You can use these yourself!"
Mrs. Bellini's smile froze on her face.
A hint of fear immediately appeared on his face.
"How...how is this possible? What did that child do wrong?"
"No, I'm just tired of it."
Linda shook her head, recalling Leah's repeated complaints, and calmly said.
“That child…sigh!” Lady Belinne exclaimed in realization. As a mother, she knew very well Leah’s fiery temper; once she encountered a problem she couldn’t solve, she would become extremely anxious, dragging those around her down with her.
"Linda, Auntie knows how hard it is for you. You're in charge of the team's command and you also have to take care of Liya. You must have suffered a lot of grievances."
Bellini grasped Linda's hand, her mature and alluring body suddenly drawing close, bringing with it a fragrant breeze.
The lady frowned pitifully and said softly, "Could you forgive Leah just this once, give her another chance, please?"
I've given you the chance far too many times.
Linda remained unmoved and withdrew her hand.
He said, "Even if there is an apology, it should be Leah herself. What kind of ability is it to make your mother apologize? Is this apology your idea or Leah's idea?"
“It was Auntie who acted on her own,” Belinne sighed. “Lia may have just misspoke. That child doesn’t mean any harm. I’m her mother, I know her very well…”
"It's precisely because you are her mother that you don't understand her at all."
Linda slowly shook her head: "In Leah's eyes, there is only the World Tree, and she doesn't care about her teammates at all."
"No, that's not it!"
Mrs. Bellini raised her voice a little, and her face turned an unnatural red from excitement, and she coughed a few times.
She wiped it with a handkerchief and noticed a few black spots on it; her eyes flickered slightly.
Belline subtly put the handkerchief back into her pocket, then said with a pitiful, sorrowful expression:
“Every time that child writes back, she mentions you. Before she met you, she never talked about anyone else.”
"That's just because I was more 'useful' in the early stages," Linda said indifferently.
On the night he left the team, Leah even threatened him with Phyllis's resume.
He had barely left when he brought Phyllis into the team; she was incredibly fast at cutting through enemy lines.
Leah genuinely thought he was bad at the game.
He also didn't have a good impression of Leah.
It's fine as it is now.
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