272 The Trade 1 (1/2)

Sofony felt so ashamed. Because all this time, while the other party was blatantly scamming her, she kept on calling her 'Your Ladyship', being so careful in her speech and manners as to not offend the other. She was so respectful to Bathory, which she never did even to her own parents!

She badly wished for the end of the world to come! If not, then at least end this damnable scammer's life!

'AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!' Internally, she kept on screaming her frustrations out. The little devil in her head was playing dead, or maybe laughing out loud and she just couldn't hear it because her screams are drowning its laughter.

'SOOOOO HAAAATTTEEEEFFUUULLLLLLLLLLLLL!'

Not only was the embarrassment so strong. The thought that she did not only let herself be taken advantage of, but take advantage of to the max level made her want to start a massacre. She was so angry that if only the other was two levels higher than her, she would have picked a fight with her already and not care for her own life just to deal a few fatal blows on the other.

She was so angry she didn't put up any pretense or decorum anymore! What noble lady! What great queen from the 1500s? Bathory Erzebeth was nothing but a lady fraudster!!! A b*tchy fraudster!!!

Frost lacing her orbs and lashes, Sofony voiced out of her badly gnashed teeth, ”Miss Erzebeth, I just suddenly feel like you 'offer' me a very unfair deal...”

It was very amazing how she managed to not pull up a weapon from her inventory and start slashing at the opponent. However, hate was indeed starting to cloud her reasons. The acclaimed Blood Countess could see it naturally.

”What's unfair with it?”

”Just with a few pieces of information, you want to get a wish which all immoral hosts wanted to have? I'm at a lower level but I don't think it's very fair to me.” Sofony was no longer being as tactful as before. There were no more reasons to be like that.

”Are you forgetting that your life is practically in my hands?” Bathory smilingly replied.

Sofony went silent for some time, her small hands balled into fists. She had to resort to self-hypnotism to regain her senses and not fall to the temptations of the sweet voice in her head. Heaven knows how hard it was to ignore that damn voice advising her to just let all her fury out through a fistfight!

'Goal: Negotiate...'

'Goal: Negotiate...'

'Goal: Negotiate... Negotiate...'

With this in mind, she returned the smile, bringing out the businesswoman in her. The unplanned meeting this time had turned into something akin to a business deal. If her wishes could be coveted by someone four freakin' levels higher than her, this bargaining chip was too precious to be exchanged with mere pieces of information. Bathory was cheating her since she could learn all of these from the system sooner or later!

A qualified businesswoman would never settle for a loss!

She resolutely shook her head. After analyzing every information she gathered, she opened her mouth, ”Forgive me for suddenly being frank. But now that I tried reading between the lines more carefully, I can only think of very few angles regarding on why someone who could peek into the future would seek someone like me who's still at the level of ants in her eyes.”

Bathory lowered her head to the pastries and relaxedly picked up her spoon to get a piece of her cake. After swallowing that piece, she unhurriedly chewed it up. She then picked up her cup of tea and sipped on it before nodding to Sofony. It was a signal that she could now continue speaking.