The Battle Queen They Blindly Kicked Out (Joanna) novel Chapter 159

Chapter 159 The Unexpected Guests at the Door

The other party was clearly wearing a transmog outfit too. Joanna couldn’t tell his gear level at all. But what shocked her was the memory tome floating beside him.

A Memory Tome. It shimmered with rainbow-like sparks. There was no doubt about it—it was a Diamond-tier Memory Tome.

Joanna’s Memory Tome had already reached Gold-tier, but it was still two full levels below this one. The gap was huge.

Everyone in the strategy group held a special position.

Joanna would not show disrespect to an old scholar like Webster, especially when his attitude was so polite.

“Please come in, Professor Houle,” Joanna said, gesturing toward the seats.

“Wait! Sorry, I’m late!”

Another voice suddenly cut in.

Joanna looked up in surprise and saw a woman jogging toward them. She wore a gray business suit and black-rimmed glasses.

Behind her walked a man with a lazy pace and a dangerous, unsettling aura.

“Joanna, nice to meet you. I’m Helen Carpenter, a professor of Beast-Type Dungeon Studies. You may have heard of me.”

Joanna’s eyes lit up instantly.

“Professor Carpenter!” she said excitedly. “My contract beast was summoned using your summoning circle. Thank you so much for publishing it. Without that circle, I wouldn’t be where I am today.” She quickly waved Helen inside. “Please come in! Have you had breakfast? If you have, I can treat you to some dessert.”

Joanna’s attitude toward Helen was easily a hundred times warmer than her attitude toward Webster.

Пad changed her life.

In a way, she was a benefactor.

At the same time, Joanna felt a sharp sense of alert. The Lowes really did their homework and found her soft spot.

But what Helen said next wiped away any thought of going easy on the Lowes.

“Professor Houle,” Helen said lightly, “are you here to recruit students too? Joanna’s abilities don’t really match your research field, do they?”

Webster smiled helplessly. “Professor Carpenter, I’m not here to steal students. I have other business.”

As they spoke, everyone took their seats.

Nighthowl brought over milk tea and desserts.

At first, the guests were ready to talk, but the delicate treats quickly stole their attention. They took a sip. Then a bite.

Holy moly! This is good!

No-this is way too good.

They kept eating, bite after bite. Even Lucien couldn’t resist.

He hadn’t eaten real food in a long time. Out in space, everything was scarce, and most people survived on nutritional bars. The result was real, natural food, made into sweet desserts. It was impossible to stop.

Even the strange man who came with Helen closed his eyes in satisfaction.

“Very good,” he said calmly. “From now on, I want this every day.”

Helen sighed, clearly used to this.

“Joanna, this is my contract beast,” she explained. “His name is Hastor. He’s a paranormal-type entity. He doesn’t have human DNA and hasn’t adapted well to modern life.” She paused, then added apologetically, “Sorry if he seems rude. But

these desserts really are amazing. May I order one extra serving every day?” She thought for a moment and said, “I’ll post it as a daily quest. 1 credit per day.”

Helen knew that if she paid directly, Joanna would probably refuse.

But a quest was different; Joanna would accept a quest.

Nighthowl spoke first.

“That’s no trouble at all, professor. I can make many flavors. You and your contract beast are welcome to try them.”

He brought out another batch of small cakes-peach, apple, strawberry, mango, and even durian-flavored ones.

Hastor was delighted. Several tentacles suddenly stretched out from beneath his pants. Each one lifted a small plate as he started tasting the cakes.

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