I Was The Hero, But I Woke Up as a Phoenix Princess! – Chapter 762

Chapter 1 The Dwarf King
Igt turned his head and looked at the source of the rough voice. It was a dwarf swordsman clad in heavy armor, with brown skin and a faint aura of thunder.
The dwarf warrior ran over excitedly and jumped up to punch Igt on the shoulder, “His Majesty Mude really wants to see you!”
“Is His Majesty Mude not injured?”
Igt said with a smile, his shoulder barely moving as he took the punch.
Dwarves were naturally born warriors, possessing immense strength. Even though Igt was already a powerful person of the Star rank, and had been strengthened by the blood of the Demon King and the origin of a goddess, in terms of physical strength alone, he might not even be comparable to an equally ranked king-level dragon.
He still felt pain from the punch.
However, Igt could understand. After all, Mude, the dwarf warrior who had once vanquited the Demon King, was not only the current king of the dwarves but also a hero to the entire Mountain Kingdom, a legend revered by countless warriors.
To hear words from a hero personally was the greatest honor for any warrior.
Therefore, it was only natural for him to be excited.
Igt’s lips curved into a smile as he looked at the dwarf swordsman, who was still unable to contain his excitement.
The dwarf was a member of the Royal Guard. In the more than a year Igt had been in the dwarf kingdom, he had interacted with him several times, and they could be considered friends.
“Of course! His Majesty Mude’s Thunder Hammer is the weapon that once shattered the Demon King’s crown.”
The dwarf warrior’s voice was filled with pride as he shouted, then sneered disdainfully, “These petty people could only injure His Majesty through despicable ambushes. Once His Majesty Mude awakens, they will naturally have no choice but to surrender.”
“Then, do you know about Little Fei and Miss Ain…”
“Igt brother’s friends, including the Ice Dragon Miss and those two elves, and the Sword Spirit Miss, should not have suffered too serious injuries. They should be by His Majesty Mude’s side.”
Only then did Igt smile and nod gently, feeling relieved.
“However, it’s also thanks to Igt for blocking here despite the danger… By the way, whose teaching was the sword technique you displayed earlier, Igt brother?”
The dwarf warrior’s eyes lit up suddenly, and he looked at Igt with a fiery gaze, “I originally thought it was just a high-level sword technique from your human kingdom, but His Majesty Mude saw it and seemed very interested.”
Igt did not forget that he had used the Twilight Sword against the last magic swordsman.
“That sword technique? That is…”
Igt was about to say that it was taught to him by his lover, but he immediately remembered that King Mude was interested because he recognized the sword technique.
If he mentioned Verafia’s name, it would be troublesome to explain to this dwarf king. Even if he did explain it, that girl would surely be very ashamed and vent her anger on him when she hatched from the phoenix egg.
After some thought, Igt decided to answer like this:
“This is a sword technique passed down to me by a senior. His Majesty Mude’s interest is likely because he recognized it as the sword technique of an old friend.”
“It’s actually His Majesty Mude’s old friend? Igt brother’s senior must be the hero who fought the Demon King with His Majesty Mude a hundred years ago… And with such astonishing sword skills, I guess it must be the inheritance from ‘Sword Saint’ Geon.”
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While talking with the dwarf swordsman, Igt was led by him into the dwarf royal palace.
The walls and floors of the palace bore many traces of magic and sword qi, clearly indicating that a battle of considerable intensity had taken place. However, Igt did not have much trouble finding the dwarf king Mude.
When Igt first arrived in the dwarf kingdom, he had seen the legendary hero from afar.
Mude was a dwarf with half-white hair, a full-bearded face, and a golden crown. His divine artifact, the Thunder Hammer, lay casually beside him. Compared to the majestic and imposing dwarf warrior in the portraits of the Demon Race War heroes, the current dwarf king had put on some weight. However, his majestic and grand aura still gave him a rather heroic presence.
“You say you are Gadohoa’s daughter?”
Before Ophilos, the dwarf king puffed up his beard and widened his eyes, seemingly unwilling to believe it. “That’s impossible. How could that stingy old black dragon have such a beautiful and cute daughter?”
The Ice Dragon Girl also forced a smile, slightly parting her red lips, her wide frost-blue eyes showing a hint of collapsing despair.
It seemed she also couldn’t believe that the valiant warrior in the storybooks who saved the world, the hero she had always admired and even her father praised, would be so “valiant.”
However, Mude soon shifted his gaze from her to another girl.
Soft, smooth golden hair cascaded behind her, and her delicate, fair skin, like porcelain, was adorned with a vibrant crimson long dress. It was like soft, loose silk, decorated with elegant lace and ribbons, subtly outlining the girl’s graceful figure.
As the dress was formed from spiritual power, its fabric appeared somewhat thin, like a veil, vaguely revealing the softness and slenderness of the girl’s delicate body, particularly captivating.
Sensing the dwarf king’s gaze, the sword spirit girl in the red dress involuntarily took a step back. Her bright golden eyes, hidden beneath long eyelashes, were slightly teary, filled with panic and bewilderment.
“If I’m not mistaken, you are the Sword Spirit of the End? I never thought that after Lot died, he could pass on his inheritance… he passed it on to that boy earlier, didn’t he? And left you to him.”
King Mude laughed heartily, “But how did that boy turn you into a little girl? Was that boy too greedy for women’s beauty? He already has so many beautiful girls around him…”
Although it was inappropriate, Igt felt a headache coming on and couldn’t help but place his hand on his forehead.
However, his appearance attracted the attention of the king and the girls in the hall.
“Finally… you’re here, Master!”
The Sword Spirit girl exclaimed with joy as she fluttered like a delicate, beautiful red butterfly into the young man’s embrace.
Igt reached out and caught her, a wry smile on his face, “I’ve told you, you don’t need to call me that. Xiao Yan can just call me Igt.”
The Sword Spirit of the End had only recently condensed into a spirit that could take the form of such a golden-haired girl.
Regarding her name, Igt and Ophilos had discussed it for a long time before deciding to name her “Gui Yan,” using the last two sword techniques Verafia had given him, with “Xiao Yan” being the abbreviation.
However, when the girl gently opened her beautiful eyes and called him “Master” with surprise and affection, Igt not only didn’t feel happy but also felt extremely uncomfortable and even strongly resisted.
After all, the Sword Spirit girl was personally shaped by Verafia using her blood, divine origin, and laws. The girl was intended to accompany Igt in her stead.
In a way, the Sword Spirit girl was not only her sister but also another form of Verafia.
Therefore, looking at the beautiful girl who bore an eight-tenths resemblance to Verafia calling him “Master” so affectionately, Igt found it unacceptable and even felt a shiver down his spine.
In response to Igt’s wry smile, the Sword Spirit girl raised her cute head, blinked her delicate, beautiful long eyelashes, and whimpered in response.
With a crisp “ding-dong” sound, it reconverted into the appearance of the End Sword Blade and landed in Igt’s hand.
Igt gave another wry smile, put away the End Sword, and stepped before the dwarf king. “Your Majesty Mude, it is an honor to meet you.”
“You are Lot’s successor?”
King Mude sized up the young man a few times and smiled with satisfaction, “Although your build is a bit slender, you are good.”
“To possess the strength of the Star rank at such a young age, and your swordsmanship is equally exquisite. Not to mention comparing yourself to Lot, even I would not be as good as you were back then.”
Igt also smiled as he looked at the boastful dwarf king.
The dwarf king returned to his throne and made a gesture of “please” to Igt and the three girls who followed him.
Although the entire court had experienced combat, it wasn’t difficult to find undamaged seats. Dwarf attendants brought chairs suitable for their stature for the king’s honored guests.
After Igt and the girls were seated, King Mude spoke again, “Kid Igt, I heard from that little Ice Dragon girl that your surname is Landislofen from the Peka Kingdom? What is your relationship with Eggesti?”
“Your Majesty the King, that is my father.”
Igt replied.
“So that’s how it is… hehe, I just heard that Lancaster has died, and your father has been enfeoffed with a ducal territory and the positions of Southern Protector and Prime Minister by the new Queen of Peka. It seems you are also the son of the Prime Minister.”
Igt had also heard about the situation in the Peka Kingdom.
It had been two and a half years since the Night of Lichen, when the king of the Sacred Sword died and Princess Filir ascended the throne.
The civil war between the Royalist Party, represented by Duke Dawn, and the Pegarland Party, represented by his father, Marquis Mays, was also nearing its end… As the dwarf king said, the once powerful Royalist Party was almost at its last gasp, the “Golden Lion” was defeated and committed suicide, and the remaining troops retreated to the northern wilderness.
Igt couldn’t help but worry about Alicia and Flarn, several girls with whom he had significant connections, but he could only pray for their safety.
“Whether it’s the Prime Minister or the title of Duke, these are all achievements of my father. They have nothing to do with me.”
Igt answered the dwarf king’s question like this.
In fact, when he escaped from the Royal Capital with Verafia more than two years ago, Igt had already made up his mind to betray the kingdom and cut ties with the surname of his family. Admitting it to Mude was not difficult.
“Hah, good! Such ambition, worthy of being Lot’s successor.”
The dwarf king laughed heartily. His gaze then fell on the black-haired young man, “However, Igt… there is still a familiar aura lingering in your body. It seems to be from a Demon Race?”