The Bored Immortal

Ayana inwardly let out a sigh as she turned around and looked at Laynar, "Yes?"

Since she was Nyissa's direct disciple, she didn't have to show too much reverence towards Laynar, and her status, even though it was not the same as his, she still had a similar social standing to his.

And her opinion of Laynar wasn't that good despite how others saw him. She always felt that he was like a creepy stalker going behind Nyissa, and his eyes when he looked at her didn't feel quite alright.

Compared to that, when Viktor looked at Nyissa or even...her, his eyes looked charming and lovable without a speck of any other intentions.

'Wait...why am I thinking about him??' Ayana inwardly slapped herself to shake off these thoughts about Viktor.

"Who is that man? I heard the patriarch had invited a special guest, but I never thought it was a foreign stranger. What exactly is his business here?" Laynar asked, his tone sounding firm.

Ayana casually shrugged, "How do I know? I am just someone following my Master's orders. She is the one who told me to declare Viktor as our special quest and that no kind of harm or any unpleasantness should befall him during his time here. These were strict instructions from both the patriarch and my Master."

Laynar frowned, "Nyissa told you herself? I never saw her meeting this man ever," Laynar grumbled and felt that something was off.

Ayana inwardly rolled her eyes and said, "It's not like you really know whom all she meets unless you follow her 24/7. Anyway, he is a tourist, and she only met him yesterday, and I don't know what the exact business between the two is. Feel free to ask any of them to know."

Although she said this, Ayana herself was curious about the real deal between the two and thought she could use Laynar for it.

"Now, if you will excuse me, I have to find my Master and go be with the grieving families. We lost good people yesterday," Ayana's voice came down as she thought about how two of her people died yesterday and even couldn't bring back their bodies for cremation here.

Laynar seemed least bothered about the ones who died, and since Ayana knew nothing, he waved his hand.

But he was annoyed with her attitude, 'Hmph, a mere orphan like you dare to put on airs before me? I will show you your place one day...' Laynar eyed Ayana's well-shaped bottom as he thought with a sinister smile.

Only because Ayana was under Nyissa's protection, Laynar did not dare to do anything reckless. However, he was really losing his patience after all these years.

However, just as she was about to walk away, Ayana's eyes lit up upon seeing a flawless dreamy beauty dressed in her usual black robes walking in their direction, without making the slightest sound, as if she was walking on clouds. She also had a semi-transparent black veil covering the lower half of her face, making her beauty quite mystical.

Laynar's pupils immediately focused as if he had found his nectar of life and swiftly approached her, brushing past an annoyed Ayana.

Nyissa's expression seemed glazed as if she was busy thinking about something else but was able to see Laynar approaching her, wondering what he wanted.

Laynar stood with his back straight before her as he said, "Young Mistress, I just got the news that we are entertaining a special guest. Do you have any idea who he is exactly? I heard you came upon that tourist only yesterday. Is he from some famous clan who came here disguised as a tourist or…?"

Nyissa slowly looked at him and said, "I don't know what clan he is from, but all I know is he is now a special person for this clan. Excuse me," Nyissa briefly answered before leaving behind a perplexed Laynar, who wasn't really upset with how Nyissa was barely giving him any attention since she was always like that, but he knew she knew more than what she was letting on.

When did they ever befriend a tourist whom they knew nothing about? More importantly, when did Nyissa start to befriend people, especially men whom she had never met before? All these thoughts left Laynar's nerves twitching.

Ayana bowed and greeted her Master as Nyissa gave a slight smile back at her, though inwardly her mind was filled with Viktor and wondered how she was going to face him.

She was still feeling all nervous about the marriage thing and didn't know how to act if she and Viktor became a couple. She knew basically nothing about being someone's wife.

She still couldn't shake off the memory of her first kiss and still could feel Viktor's touch on her lips as if he permanently left a mark on them. Her mind had never been going crazy like this before and felt things she had never felt before.

She thought she was not a person capable of leading a married life and that being alone was what suited her. But right now, that belief was faltering.

Ayana left, but Laynar decided to stay behind around here and see what happens when Viktor and Nyissa comes out.

Nyissa focused and emptied her mind as she stood before the door where the two were inside. She took a deep breath and lightly knocked on the door as a voice came in, "Come in, Nyissa."

Nyissa slowly opened the door and was surprised to see Viktor and her father casually talking to each other like old friends.

'What happened between these two while I was away?' Nyissa couldn't help but think since she never saw her father being himself while talking to someone else, especially someone he had just met today.

Whenever he was having an official meeting with someone else, he would have an impassive face, and if he even smiled at them, it would only seem perfunctory to maintain friendly relations.

But the smile he was having now when talking to Viktor seemed to be genuine. After talking about the serious matters, Voroz found that it was fun to converse with Viktor since Viktor was respecting him, but he wasn't speaking to him formally.

In fact, Viktor was already addressing Voroz as his father-in-law, and Voroz didn't know whether he should be amused or not since Viktor just was too direct in everything he did.

"Nyissa, come sit. We were talking about you just a few minutes ago. I think you will want to hear what Viktor has to say," Voroz said as he gestured at her to sit.

Nyissa sat in an armchair beside her father's, and her eyes fluttered nervously as she looked at Viktor and asked in the calmest tone she could, "What is it?"

Viktor smiled as he looked at her pearl-like black eyes and said, "You can rest easy about the marriage. As I said, I wouldn't want to do anything that you are not comfortable with. So, for the time being, you will be my fiance and get to know each other more. I am also not really a fan of arranged marriage, so I think this works for both of us. What do you think?"

Nyissa suddenly felt relieved hearing her words, but at the same time, she felt a tinge of disappointment, making her feel confused, wondering why she was feeling so.

However, she was happy that Viktor cared so much about her feelings as well, and suddenly he just seemed even more charming in her eyes. She felt that he indeed did not see her as someone casual and really cared about her and wanted to know him better as well.

So she asked, "But....how do you propose we get to know each other?"