“Ah, who would have thought the Master Alchemist would create such a stir, only to leave in disgrace as a Rejection Hound? It’s truly lamentable!”

In the World Channel, people were expressing their disbelief.

Especially Violanda; no one called her the Master Alchemist anymore—now she was just the Rejection Hound.

The uproar this incident sparked was unlikely to die down in three to five days, or even longer.

Meanwhile, within the Holy Light Cathedral in Elaresar, Violanda, fresh from her bath and draped in light silk, sat on her throne.

She had intended to focus on her magic studies, but the scenes of being rejected by Eirik kept replaying in her mind, refusing to fade.

It was infuriating!

After all the preparations she had made and the considerable resources she had expended, to lose so effortlessly to that woman who did nothing?!

Her left hand clenched her scepter in frustration, and she instinctively opened the simulation panel.

What she saw made her blood boil: countless remarks in the World Channel referring to her as “the Rejection Hound.”

This sight sent a chill across her face, and her temples throbbed with fury.

Rejection Hound?! What an awful title!

She hadn’t lost completely yet!

You shortsighted fools!

Though she despised the idea of attacking Elvynna, the Master Alchemist began brainstorming other competitive strategies.

Yesterday, in her shock and disappointment, she casually mentioned that if Eirik changed his mind, he should come to Elaresar to find her.

However, after thinking it through, Violanda realized that waiting for Eirik to seek her out was far too passive.

Given her current disadvantage, she couldn’t just sit and hope for his feelings to falter.

What were her chances of success?

Such a foolish approach was not her style.

She preferred to take the initiative!

“As far as I know, Elvynna is studying at a small magic academy, and Eirik should likely join her there…”

With narrowed eyes, Violanda formed a plan.

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After Violanda's departure, Eirik's life returned to a semblance of normalcy.

Of course, he still reaped some benefits from the Master Alchemist's notoriety.

【Your reputation has greatly increased due to the rejection of the Master Alchemist…】

【The Vice Dean of the Starlight Academy of Magic seeks you out to invite you to study there…】

【A group of wealthy merchants wishes to meet you, claiming they have urgent matters to discuss…】

Eirik opened his panel to find a series of new events triggered by his rising reputation.

Among these notifications, a particularly striking golden icon caught his eye!

【Congratulations! Your outstanding performance in the Master Alchemist incident has significantly strengthened your bond with Elvynna.】

【She wishes to marry you. Do you agree?】

Married already?

This had only just begun!

Eirik clicked "agree," feeling a mix of astonishment and nostalgia. He remembered how hard he had tried to build a relationship with Elvynna, only to face slow progress.

And now, it was Elvynna who sought him out for marriage.

【Congratulations, you are now married! Due to your high initial affection, a special skin reward has been triggered!】

【Eirik·Elvynna, Absolute Trust (Gold)】

【Effect 1: Heartfelt Connection: As a married couple, with no suspicion between you, your magic recovery speed increases by 30% during battles, and magic power increases by 20%.】

【Effect 2: Sweet Love: When together, you will be impervious to outside temptations; the effectiveness of soul attacks against you is reduced by 30%.】

Accompanying this stream of text was a stunning gold-trimmed illustration.

Eirik and Elvynna sat hand in hand atop the city wall, nestled against each other, with a bustling night market glowing behind them.

The scene was breathtakingly beautiful.

Eirik himself looked so handsome that he couldn’t bear to look too long…

“I’ve got golden skin now…”

Elvynna sighed.

In previous lives, she and Eirik had unlocked skins before, but they were always purple. This time, it was gold!

Junior Sister, let’s see you act so proud now!

Without a word, Elvynna shared the illustration in the World Channel.

Unsurprisingly, the stunning golden image created quite a stir upon its appearance, like a stone dropping into water, sending ripples through the crowd.

“Wow, so handsome!”

“Eirik has a new skin! Why is he so handsome in every one? Agh…”

Many female players swooned.

Though some tried to be sarcastic, they were soon interrupted by an astonishing discovery!

“Hey! Did you notice that in the upper left corner of this image, there’s something mysterious? It’s the Master Alchemist Violanda—definitely not something she should see!”

Someone said cryptically.

“The Rejection Hound Vio shouldn’t see this? What does this image have to do with her?!”

Many were perplexed.

“What do you mean I shouldn’t see it?”

Violanda, lurking in the background, scoffed at the anonymous woman trying to draw her attention.

As a master alchemist, she had encountered such petty schemes many times!

Despite her disdain, Violanda hesitated, unable to resist peeking at the image, her gaze drawn to the upper left corner.

What she saw made her freeze.

In that corner of the illustration was a cloud, and above it was a blurred silhouette.

That figure was small and easy to miss if one wasn’t paying close attention, yet it unmistakably depicted her sorrowful departure after being rejected!

That silhouette exuded an indescribable sense of desolation.

???

What does this mean? Is this drawing mocking me?

They include my image as a Rejection Hound in their display of affection—what is that about?!

No way, I’m not a Rejection Hound!

Violanda felt herself being dragged into their mockery.

She was furious!

Truly furious!

Meanwhile, the World Channel erupted in laughter.

This moment was simply too dramatic!

“Haha, this is hilarious! Too bad I can’t see the Master Alchemist’s expression right now… what a shame!”

In a dark corner, the disheveled beauty Liora watched the simulation panel with great interest.

There was no doubt that she was the one behind the previous anonymous comment about Violanda.

She thrived on such entertaining moments.

“A bunch of uncouth idiots—laugh as much as you want. When I reclaim Eirik, let’s see if you’re still laughing!”

Violanda thought to herself, shutting off the World Channel.

No more of this!

She needed to concentrate fully on executing her new plan, without distractions from these onlookers.