After witnessing the hug between Lola and Jagoan, Roxanne could not eat well for days. On the one hand, she doubted that he was married.
If he was, why would he be intimate with another woman?
Despite their short acquaintance, she believed he was not a playboy.
However, that would lead to another question. If Jagoan lied to her about his marital background, he must have been using it as an excuse to turn her down.
At that thought, a fuming Roxanne unsheathed the sword in her hand before it danced in the air with a unique flavor.
Jagoan would have recognized the style if he had been present. She was practicing the Baeronian Style, a sword style unique to the Banes.
Their family rule was to pass on mixed martial arts skills to males and the direct line of descent. Uniquely, the Baeronian sword style was the only one practiced by females in the family. Although its techniques differed, it inherited the same philosophy of unpredictability and short-range attacks. Still, the style was rather unsuitable for men.
While Roxanne danced with the sword, some blade energy crystallized around her. Due to her grudge, each of her moves was sharp and merciless.
“Snap!” she hissed lowly along with the flash of her sword.
The tree trunk with the girth of an adult shin split in half cleanly.
“Congratulations, Roxy! Look at you! You’re back to good health and looking great. Even your sword skills improved massively!” Eleanor complimented her sister with a smile but was secretly bitter about it.
Roxanne merely replied to her calmly, “It’s probably my luck…”
Ever since she suffered from dyspnea, she stopped practicing swordsmanship. To her surprise, she found her skills to have reached a breakthrough after she practiced the Baeronian Style techniques to release her pent-up emotions.
She would have been elated about it in the past, but the discovery felt like nothing to her at that moment.
In the meantime, Eleanor was green in envy at Roxanne’s indifference.
In her opinion, Roxanne achieved the skill improvement, all thanks to the Flaming Elysian Lotus Seed. She believed that she would glow more radiantly than Roxy if she were the one who had taken it.
Had it not been for Jagoan’s suggestion, Roxy would have split the seed into half or more to share with me!
That added to her existing resentment of him. Roxanne noticed her change and asked with concern, “Ella, what‘s wrong? Are you feeling unwell?”
That pulled Eleanor out of the pool of jealousy and hatred.
“Nothing. Some thoughts just came into my mind. That’s all…” She threw out a flimsy excuse.
Noticing Roxanne’s sorrowful look, she suddenly had an idea. “Roxy, don’t be sad. I told you that Jagoan Larson is not a good man. I bet he owns a lot of Flaming Elysian Lotus Seeds. He probably uses them to pick up chicks. You’d better not fall for it.”
She paused at that moment, for she had an ulterior motive for bringing up the Flaming Elysian Lotus Seed.
As expected, Roxanne’s expression changed at the mention of the seeds.
He can’t be thinking I’m out of his league if he’s willing to give me a rare medicine like the lotus seed…
“Ella, do you think I’ve misunderstood him?”
Eleanor felt pleased when Roxanne fell for her manipulation. In her plan, her sister would go to Jagoan and get hold of the number of seeds in his possession. Then, she would get Roxanne to ask him for one on her behalf.
We’re sisters, so we should share the good stuff…
She grinned at the thought.