Quick Transmigration: I'm the Villain's Assistant to the Protagonist

As the last wisp of magic was absorbed into the box, the light on the crystal box shone brightly before gradually fading into stillness. The body of the Dream Demoness collapsed and turned to ashes, and the forest returned to silence, save for the heavy breathing of the people around them.

Shen Ying slowly woke up, her mind still a little groggy. Stepping out of her room, she found the inn bustling with activity; everyone was packing their belongings and preparing their horses, clearly preparing to leave the town. She was immediately shocked. She had only taken a nap; how could she be leaving so soon? She hadn't even caught the Illusionary Dream Demoness yet!

Just as she was wondering, Adrian's tall figure appeared beside her. His eyes were as gentle as ever, and he said softly, "Awake? Go get something to eat and get ready. We're going back to Radiant City today."

Shen Ying's eyes widened, and she asked anxiously, "Aren't you going to capture the Illusionary Dream Demoness anymore?"

Adrian smiled faintly and patiently explained, "The Dream Fairy is dead. It happened last night."

Upon hearing this, Shen Ying's face flushed red, and she muttered indignantly, "Why didn't you call me? I'm an archer, after all."

Adrian was about to speak when a certain brash fellow rushed up to him. Leon's face was flushed, his eyes gleaming with excitement, and he began to recount the thrilling scene from the previous night in a rapid-fire manner.

"You have no idea, Shen Ying! Yesterday, that Illusionary Dream Demon actually broke through the barrier set up by Elena. She trapped you in the beautiful dream she wove, and then cunningly kidnapped you to use as a hostage to threaten His Highness."

"His Highness's face was incredibly pale back then; you have no idea how dangerous it was..."

Shen Ying watched Leon gesturing wildly and animatedly, secretly marveling. This guy was really good at talking; he was even more energetic than a street storyteller.

She never imagined that in the short time it took her to fall asleep, in the simple act of closing and opening her eyes, such a huge amount of things would happen as if she had crossed a time and space.

She completely missed all those dangerous moments and tense atmospheres. Could you say she was lucky? She unknowingly weathered such a terrifying crisis without suffering any harm; she was truly blessed by Lady Luck.

"But Shen Ying, what exactly did you dream about? I think I heard you slurping your saliva later..." Leon's curious voice broke the brief silence. His bright eyes were fixed on Shen Ying, his face full of curiosity.

Shen Ying blushed crimson with embarrassment, wishing she could disappear into the ground. She never imagined that she would drool over food during such a dangerous moment; it was incredibly shameful. After hesitating for a long time, she stammered, "I...I think I dreamt that someone made me a big pig's trotter."

Hearing this, Adrian couldn't help but curl up slightly at the corners of his mouth, a faint smile that carried an undisguised pleasure.

His fingers twitched slightly, as if he wanted to do something, but he restrained himself. A smile flashed in his eyes, like a star twinkling in the deep night sky, a smile full of tenderness.

He just stared at Shen Ying quietly, finding her incredibly adorable. Her blushing cheeks and evasive eyes were deeply imprinted in his heart.

After several days of travel, they finally returned to Radiant City. When the familiar castle came into view, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Miss, you're finally back!" Mia's voice rang out, tinged with surprise. She hadn't seen Shen Ying for many days, and her eyes were filled with concern and joy. Seeing Shen Ying return safely, her previously calm face brightened.

Mia's warm welcome gradually eased Shen Ying's tense nerves. She first took a relaxing bath, the warm water washing away the fatigue of the journey, and then enjoyed a delicious meal.

After tidying everything up, Shen Ying returned to her room. The relaxation of her body and mind made her feel instantly tired. She immediately lay down on the bed, the soft mattress feeling just right, like a gentle embrace.

Before long, Shen Ying fell into a deep sleep and went back to sleep for a nap.

Mia was busily tidying up her clothes, her slender fingers flying swiftly as she neatly folded each elegant garment. Just then, a figure approached and began to help her. Mia glanced over casually and recognized the figure as the recently arrived maid.

Like Shen Ying, the maid had an Asian face, making her stand out in this foreign castle. Mia frowned. She didn't know anything about the maid's background; the head steward had just brought her here a few days ago without saying much.

"Sister Mia, where should we put these?" The new maid's voice was clear and enthusiastic, and she would chat with Mia from time to time while working. Although Mia was somewhat indifferent, she would still respond politely. She was still a little curious and wary of this suddenly appearing maid.

"Sister Mia, is that young lady named Shen Ying? She's so cute! When did she arrive? What's her relationship with the prince?" The new maid blinked her big eyes and asked with great curiosity.

Mia merely glanced at her indifferently, her hands still busy, and replied briefly, "Miss Shen Ying arrived not long ago; His Highness brought her here."

Mia didn't say another word.

The maid keenly sensed the distance in Mia's words and the wariness in her eyes, knowing that asking any further questions would only make Mia more resentful. So, she wisely pursed her lips, simply responded with an "Oh," and said nothing more.

Anyway, the key information she just wanted to confirm was that she was indeed Shen Ying!

At that moment, she silently lowered her head and continued with her work, but a fleeting, unfathomable look flashed across her eyes.

In the maid's cramped room, Wu Yiliu angrily ripped off her apron, tossing it onto the bed. Without bothering to tidy herself, she anxiously and confusedly began calling out to the system.

"Hey, system! What's going on?" Wu Yiliu's voice was filled with obvious dissatisfaction. "Didn't you say before that there would only be one player in a game? How come there's suddenly a Shen Ying? When did she become a player? Are all your systems this indiscriminate? Give me a proper explanation!" Wu Yiliu frowned and paced back and forth in the room.

"We have received player feedback. The system is now conducting a full scan to check for any program vulnerabilities or unexplained interference. The scan may take some time, so please be patient." The system's cold, mechanical voice rang in Wu Yiliu's mind.

Wu Yiliu paced back and forth in the room, Shen Ying's image constantly flashing through her mind, her brows furrowing deeper and deeper. Her dislike for Shen Ying was almost inexplicable; that dislike had taken deep root in her heart from the very first moment she saw Shen Ying at the company.

People say that you don't need a reason to love someone, but you also don't need a reason to hate someone. She still remembered that time when Shen Ying walked into the company wearing a simple outfit and a gentle smile on her face, but that smile was incredibly irritating to Wu Yiliu.

From that moment on, whenever she saw Shen Ying, an inexplicable aversion would well up inside her, like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, disturbing her peace of mind. Now, encountering her again in this game world, this aversion was amplified infinitely, leaving her feeling utterly irritable.