Chapter 165 Chapter 164 Ji Ma the Green Tea Bitch (Part 1)
In the evening, while Ji Ma was wrapping around a bonfire roasting bugs, she suddenly looked up, her mind jolted, realizing the severity of the situation.
She felt that the Dream Palace, closely related to her, was under attack.
“Ah.”
Ji Ma stood up abruptly, causing the bugs stuck at the end of the skewer to fall into the fire. Ji Ma hurriedly stretched out her hand to grab a piece of glowing charcoal that flew out, but she successfully caught the bug before it fell into the ashes.
The memories of the past demon king, Ji Ma, who had been starved, influenced her, making her unable to bear even a tiny bit of food waste.
George asked, “What’s wrong?”
“I have urgent business.” Ji Ma’s face was serious as she opened her mouth and tossed the roasted bug in, taking a bite.
The shell was crispy while the inside was tender, and a peculiar deliciousness spread across her tongue.
“Just right, want some?” Ji Ma offered the roasted bug to George.
George looked at the charred bug, struggling internally for a moment, before finally waving it away: “No, I can’t eat that.”
“Really lacking a sense of exploration.” Ji Ma stood up, biting into the bug as she walked, deep in thought.
The Dream Palace had only been grazed once, and then there was no follow-up. This reminder made Ji Ma realize that she had forgotten about Saintess Jenna. Given Jenna’s personality, she would definitely be worried something had happened and would foolishly remain in the Dream Palace waiting for her to come.
In other words, she had let Saintess Jenna fly a kite for an entire day.
Even though Saintess Jenna was kind and broad-minded, she was no pushover. Ji Ma still remembered that day when Saintess Jenna grabbed Young Master Is’s hair, pried open his mouth, and shoved a light orb into it.
Now, sniffing the air, Ji Ma seemed to still catch a whiff of charred flesh.
“I need to think of a way.” Ji Ma picked up her plump orange cat and stroked its fur, easing her anxiety.
Make up an excuse to deceive her?
No, Jenna would definitely ask George, and George would surely answer truthfully, and by then Jenna would be furious.
Apologize to her?
That was feasible, but would that be enough?
Ji Ma reached towards her scattered black hair, noticing there was no hair tie on it. With a woman’s keen sixth sense, Jenna would surely notice.
Worse still, her clothes were left in the Dream Palace, and that hair tie was not something easy to replace.
By then, Jenna would probably be so furious she’d glow all over, likely blowing up the palace just to vent her anger.
Although, the suffering of others is the joy of oneself, Ji Ma still yearned for Jenna’s generous heart.
As Ji Ma walked, the number of people around her grew fewer.
A gust of cold wind blew, even making Ji Ma, an extraordinary being who could be naked in rainy or snowy weather, shiver with goosebumps.
Something was wrong; had she really only walked a few dozen meters and found so few people?
Ji Ma looked up and saw Eve Frostleaf standing under a nearby tree, a chilling air emanating from her as she stood and spread around her a cold zone where no one dared to approach, her sky-blue bow completely still behind her.
Eve Frostleaf simultaneously spotted Ji Ma, her gaze focused on Ji Ma’s empty black hair.
The biting cold wind was sharp as a leaf covered in frost floated down to fall at her feet.
Leansi the cat shrank deeper into Ji Ma’s embrace, trembling.
This time, even Ji Ma, known for her thick skin, had to show a polite smile, turning to hurriedly flee back to the warmth of the fire.
George asked, “What’s wrong with Eve Frostleaf?”
Ji Ma looked around, seeing the elf maid was not nearby, and leaned closer to his ear: “She likes you.”
George did not seem as surprised as Ji Ma expected, simply responding, “Oh.”
“So you already knew.” Ji Ma said, “I thought you didn’t get it, pretending quite well.”
“I’m not pretending.” George clarified, “I also know Eve Frostleaf likes me.”
“Then why doesn’t she drop the icy demeanor?”
“I don’t know.”
“Of course, it’s jealousy.”
“Really?”
“Duh.”
“Then why did I ask her if she was jealous? She scolded me for being too self-involved?”
Well deserved.
Ji Ma sighed, determining to drill a hole into George’s wooden head, hoping to enlighten him:
“Because admitting that is very embarrassing for her; she’s inherently proud.”
George finally showed an enlightened expression: “So that’s it.”
“Alright, you scumbag, go comfort her.”
Ji Ma glanced at Eve Frostleaf’s long silver legs under the skirt armor, secretly swallowing.
Anyway, Ji Ma understood clearly that such an extraordinary beauty was beyond her reach, even if she was eloquent enough to charm any girl—just like that golden beauty they saw together at the knights’ tournament, which served as evidence.
She was secretly hoping George would take Eve Frostleaf to bed, this way she could enjoy some benefits too; taking her small whip and making her silver threads all tattered, the proud elf’s expression would undoubtedly be quite splendid then.
“Ji Ma, Ji Ma?”
“Just go comfort her.” Ji Ma pushed George’s shoulder firmly, “This succubus is quite open-minded about these matters, broad-minded and unbound by worldly constraints; marrying me would be the fortune of eight lifetimes for you, so don’t talk about ethics and go for it.”
“Not that.” George said, “I just wanted to ask you…”
“I don’t care; I’ll also help you persuade Jenna, oh, she probably cares even less than I do.”
“Not about that.” George said, “Your tail is sweeping about and hit my face.”
“Using an invisible tail is really inconvenient.” Ji Ma quickly wrapped her visible tail around her calf.
“You’re not craving Frostleaf’s body, are you?” George whispered, “You seem overly excited.”
Ji Ma dragged a small stool and sat next to George, asking: “Are you still a man?”
“Yes.”
“Then why, when there are women throwing themselves at you, don’t you go for it?”
“I’m not a stud horse.”
“Pathetic. Even if you seem fine on the surface, your soul has been stabbed by morality and castrated.” Ji Ma said, “This is a matter where both people could be happy, and it doesn’t harm anyone; moreover, you’ve known each other for a long time, with deep ties…”
“True, but I don’t want to.”
“Oh, George’s big birthday. Still remember how many people were there the first time?” Ji Ma showed an ambiguous and mocking smile, “Though I was the troublemaker, do you dare say, when you saw me hugging Jenna, you weren’t excited?”
“I have plans to marry you both.”
“Then why can’t Frostleaf be fine? Is she not pretty enough, or does she have a bad personality?”
George frowned slightly, feeling that at times Ji Ma acted too much like a lustful man.
“No, she’s a good girl, but…”
“But can’t delay her?” Ji Ma said, “Why can’t the two people just keep the happiness in their memories?”
Ji Ma’s tail unhappily thudded against the ground; she truly couldn’t stand it when others regarded sexuality as something so important, always wanting to attach various moral shackles to it.
“If so, I must marry her.”
“Then you have no concept of lovers. That thing must be tied to marriage.” Ji Ma sighed, “So marry her, do you still think you’re unworthy of her?”
“If she has any sense, she wouldn’t agree.” George said, “Because my marriage with her would harm her and also harm you all.”
Ji Ma clapped her hands: “Man, this is the first time I’ve heard someone put not daring to pursue a woman so nicely.”
“Ji Ma, don’t try to provoke me.” George said, “Let me analyze: if Eve Frostleaf were willing to give up her racial superiority and agree to be with me…”
“I can help, guaranteeing a success rate of over a hundred.” Ji Ma could practically beat her chest to promise.
“And then? This matter spreading out will bring disgrace to her family, and her friends will look down on her, perhaps in a fit of anger, sever all ties.” George said, “Afterwards, Eve Frostleaf would no longer be able to ride her beloved silver steed, wear her favorite Celestis silk, or watch her beloved elven opera.”
“Big guy, you’re a diamond-level powerhouse. Why are you making yourself sound like a broke beggar?” Ji Ma said, “Even if she’s kicked out without a penny, with her strength, she can easily lead a noble life, can’t she? Platinum level power isn’t just a bunch of cabbages.”
“Even if I can give her a good life, can I give her an environment as beautiful as the elven city? I’ve been to elven cities, and I must admit they’re far superior to human ones.”
“She’ll get used to it.” Ji Ma said, “Not every elf lives that well; wood elves don’t spend all their days living in the forest like savages.”
“I wouldn’t want to wrong her; I would strive for her parents’ approval.”
“If that’s the case, the Osu’an guards will come looking for you with their Crimson Flame swords.” Ji Ma poured cold water on him, “Even if you could take down Demon King Ji Ma, he’s not his match.”
“Regardless, he’ll come looking for me. I don’t want to be like a lost dog, taking Eve Frostleaf to flee.” George said, “I also don’t want to drag you all down.”
Ji Ma felt there was still something that George hadn’t said. This proud man definitely wouldn’t be able to bear calling his woman over to assist him in a battle against her father, making Eve Frostleaf feel embarrassed.
Ji Ma sighed deeply: “It’s just a matter of sleeping together; why make such a fuss? I’m not responsible, you know how to pronounce the words ‘lover’?”
George spoke firmly: “If a man doesn’t take responsibility, what’s the difference from a beast?”
“Worse than a beast.” Ji Ma rolled her eyes, “I really can’t stand you, so are you still going to comfort Eve Frostleaf?”
“I can’t comfort her.”
Thinking about it, if George comforted her as a friend, what good would that do?
“Forget it, want to come to my palace tonight?”
“Ah?”
Ji Ma’s face turned slightly red as she leaned in, wrapping her arms around his neck, whispering in his ear: “You owe me two favors; I’m using one tonight, so please don’t make me lay an egg, okay? Jenna can come too.”
George looked at Ji Ma gently: “Okay.”
“Alright, quickly take your hand off my tail; you’ll be comfortable tonight.”
Thinking of Jenna’s generous heart, Ji Ma’s face turned even redder. She released her grip and said, “I’ll go prepare a bit.”
With that, she returned to the tent.
As soon as Ji Ma closed the tent door, she couldn’t resist revealing an evil smile.
Entering the Dream Palace, Ji Ma’s face was filled with worry and fatigue as she walked towards the palace that had a huge hole in it.
“Ji Ma.”
Saintess Jenna smiled, dragging out the last syllable, her sofa now reduced to a pile of ash, “You finally decided to come see me.”
Her gaze focused on Ji Ma’s empty black hair, her body’s brightness suddenly surged.
Ji Ma sighed and said, “Something happened to George.”
“What?”
Seeing Ji Ma’s weary face, Saintess Jenna couldn’t get angry; the brightness around her returned to normal, “What happened?”
