Chapter 130 Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Seven: Abuse of the White Deer
Ji Ma felt as if her chest had been viciously trampled by a war mammoth. She covered her chest, which was heaving violently, and for a moment, her ears buzzed, her tail trembled, and she couldn’t find her voice.
She thought the victim was George, but unexpectedly, it turned out to be herself. After all her hard work and effort, not only did she get nothing, but the exercise area was also provided by her.
George! George! You little brat, stealing from my house… But soon she realized that it was quite normal and reasonable for George and her lover to be “jogging parallel” in bed.
Thinking of this, Ji Ma felt even more suffocated. She raised her hand to pound the wall but then recalled Eve Frostleaf’s keen hearing. She lowered her hand, lifted her tail, and bit her own tail, the taste of blood spreading between her teeth, unexpectedly helping her to relieve some stress.
At least Ji Ma calmed down.
She thought carefully about the entire sequence of events and was surprised to find that even if she confronted Eve Frostleaf, she wouldn’t be justified.
Didn’t the tall, silver-haired elf say she dressed up carefully today for me?
No.
Damn it, no wonder she is a high elf; that tall, silver-haired elf knows I like women. She deliberately misled me with implications, causing me to have false expectations, yet remained silent. Only the dwarves can see through the high elves, just a white-skinned goblin with albinism!
Upon further reflection, she used my false expectations to acquire elven treasures and get to work out with her beloved. Truly… how high elf-like of her.
Ji Ma was furious, and what infuriated her more was that this time Eve Frostleaf jogging with George was something she had agreed to.
If she truly confronted them head-on, wouldn’t that be inviting humiliation?
Her mind began to race. Ji Ma opened the “Serene Secret Barrier,” sat down, her trembling hand reached into the other-dimensional space bag and touched around; everything inside was neatly arranged, thanks to George’s help, but she hadn’t adjusted to it yet.
After searching for a while, she finally found a pack of tearable beef jerky and sprinkled some dipping sauce onto a white porcelain plate. She dipped a piece of the jerky, trembling as she put it into her mouth, chewing forcefully, the texture of the beef fibers and the flavor of the dipping sauce spreading across her taste buds together, soothing the chaos in her mind.
After replaying the events for ten minutes, she concluded that this had nothing to do with George; Eve Frostleaf had planned it for a long time.
Perhaps the source of dissatisfaction was her having taken the “refrigerator,” this extraordinary item, or perhaps it was due to her and George having too many “jogging” activities.
Before they even arrived in Duolong City, she had already laid the groundwork, promising herself that her preparation upon arrival in Duolong City—essentially, what happened last night—was for George, not herself; she had just wanted to kill two birds with one stone, misleading herself all along. From beginning to end, the tall, silver-haired elf hadn’t broken her promise.
Yes, she promised to roll in bed with herself, but she never said it would be tonight.
This was perhaps her leverage over herself; even if she uncovered her scheme, realizing she was jogging with George, she wouldn’t end up revealing her face. If she noticed I was very angry, then she would definitely raise the stakes, perhaps saying she would dress up like today when it came time to roll in bed.
Heh, she really thinks I’m a puppy dog, a subservient fool.
Ji Ma’s gaze turned cold, her face revealing a bloodthirsty smile, as she chewed on a new piece of beef jerky.
But the tall, silver-haired elf didn’t know that I had planned to betray George to obtain the crown fragments. A rupture was almost inevitable; how could she fulfill her promise then? Unless she did so before the adventure ended, but after leaving Duolong City, everyone would be in danger; who had the time and energy for such things?
Only tonight, but tonight she belonged to George.
Ji Ma narrowed her eyes and swallowed the piece of beef jerky in her mouth with a forceful gulp.
“You are ungrateful, don’t blame me for being unprincipled.”
She would not accept the silent loss. Today, she would make a big scene.
Ji Ma left, and before departing, she did not forget to remove the Serene Secret Barrier.
Eve Frostleaf, jogging with George, relaxed when she heard Ji Ma’s departure.
The sound of dripping water became more frequent.
Ji Ma returned to the real world, and Duolong City was exceptionally lively. Everyone was talking about how the clan chief’s glorious big beard was just waiting to be cut down by that damn ratman.
But Ji Ma didn’t care about this matter, nor did she care whether that Arcanis guy would be captured and expose her.
She quietly returned to the inn and entered the lobby where an alarm barrier was in place.
Saintess Jenna was sitting in a chair with her tower shield leaning against her thigh. She looked at Ji Ma and said, “Ji Ma, it’s so late, why aren’t you sleeping? It seems something is happening outside.”
“I went out to take a look; it was a surprise attack by the ratmen,” Ji Ma replied. “Jenna, why aren’t you sleeping?”
“I’m keeping watch,” Saintess Jenna said. “Frostleaf and George have gone to the Dream Palace. If the enemy attacks, I need to warn them; that’s the rule for keeping watch. Ji Ma, you should quickly go to sleep; I can handle not sleeping all night.”
Ji Ma glanced at the two empty beds, which only had a small white cloud on them. For a moment, she felt sympathy for the busty but brainless Jenna.
If she knew that she was keeping watch while they were having fun, she would surely be furiously upset.
Ji Ma, with a sly glint in her golden eyes, said, “Jenna, I need your help with something.”
“As long as I can do it.”
“You also know how stubborn and conservative dwarves are,” Ji Ma said. “My dwarf engineer has taken on a job to develop new weapons for me to better deal with future threats. But he has faced rejection from surrounding dwarves and wants to give up.”
“I hope you can help me persuade him and alleviate his psychological issues.”
“Sure, we can go find him tomorrow.”
“Now.” Ji Ma insisted. “He’s in my Dream Palace; he just told me he didn’t want to continue, and I asked him to wait; I will find you immediately.”
“But…” Jenna hesitated for a moment, “I still need to keep watch; what if no one is here?”
“Don’t worry; I will activate the Serene Secret Barrier,” Ji Ma said. “Besides, we will only be gone for twenty minutes. The forces that infiltrated are bound to be discovered, right? It’s very safe now.”
Jenna’s golden brows furrowed slightly, still contemplating whether to adhere to the rules.
Ji Ma stepped closer, grasping her hand resting on her thigh, looking toward her chest, saying, “Jenna, please, help me.”
Jenna’s resolve softened, and she agreed, so Ji Ma pulled Jenna to lie on the bed together, under the pretext of needing to hurry, she made Jenna give up resistance and pulled herself into the dream.
Saintess Jenna slowly closed her eyes, gazing at Ji Ma’s glowing face, exuding a noble aura from her. Ji Ma couldn’t help but rub her legs together and also closed her eyes.
The two arrived together in the Dream Palace.
As soon as they entered, Ji Ma immediately used her powers within the Dream Palace to create a vacuum soundproof layer around them.
Saintess Jenna asked, “Where’s the dwarf?”
Ji Ma wrapped her arm around Jenna’s and pointed to a distant open workshop, saying, “Over there, huh, where is he?”
“Maybe he went back?”
“Maybe he’s in the palace.” Ji Ma took Jenna and hopped on a Nimbus cloud, swiftly flying toward the Dream Palace, saying, “I can sense that the power consumption in the Dream Palace involves three people.”
Saintess Jenna asked, “Why is it so quiet?”
“Jenna, there are snacks here; do you want some?”
Ji Ma brought out some stinky tofu that she had prepared earlier.
“It smells so good, thank you.” Jenna loosened her grip on Ji Ma and took the stinky tofu.
To her, ordinary food tasted very odd.
Ji Ma removed the soundproof layer and quietly opened the Serene Secret Barrier. After finishing the stinky tofu, Saintess Jenna raised her head and said, “It seems there’s a scream coming from your palace. Ji Ma, you don’t have a torture chamber set up in the palace, do you?”
“How is that possible?” Ji Ma turned her head, “How could I have a torture chamber deep within the palace to interrogate others?”
“Really? Ji Ma, look into my eyes.”
Ji Ma “nervously” gazed into Jenna’s eyes, saying, “Really, I never lie.”
Saintess Jenna wrapped her arm around Ji Ma, her side pressing against Ji Ma’s arm, and the feeling was very comfortable.
“I don’t believe it, take me to see.”
Ji Ma’s heart leaped with joy and urged the Nimbus cloud forward, flying on and saying, “Really, I haven’t interrogated anyone in the Dream Palace.”
As they got closer, the rising female voices became clearer.
“Then what is this female voice and the sound of whips?” Saintess Jenna listened and said, “It sounds like it’s an interrogation.”
Ji Ma said, “It’s possible that the Lord of Pleasure has corrupted my dream. I opened the barrier, but be careful, don’t get discovered, and avoid using extraordinary powers as much as possible.”
Saying this, Ji Ma revealed a branch spear in her hand, while Saintess Jenna raised her tower shield. The two of them dismounted the Nimbus cloud, stepping on the carpet toward the increasingly raucous white door.
The door released vague murmurs, curses, all in elvish, the refined language of the upper-class nobles.
“…despicable lower being… slap!”
“…hairless monkey, how dare you… uh! Ah!”
“…uncivilized, low-tier race… I am—smack!”
Saintess Jenna whispered, “It sounds like Frostleaf’s voice? She cursed George a few times before.”
“Don’t underestimate the corruption of the Lord of Pleasure,” Ji Ma said seriously. “Jenna, I beg you, purify the corruption for me.”
Saintess Jenna nodded, her expression serious, tightening her grip on the mace.
“Let’s observe inside first.”
Ji Ma said this and quietly approached the white door. The tightly closed door was silently twisted open and pushed, revealing the scene inside. Ji Ma pretended to be stunned, standing still.
“What’s wrong?” Saintess Jenna whispered, leaning closer to peek through the gap in the door, and froze.
Clearly, George was actually abusing an animal—a familiar “white deer.”
He tightened the collar with one hand, raised the whip, and struck down hard, leaving a red mark on the soft silver fur, which stood out conspicuously.
The white deer lifted its head, tears falling from its eyes, and inside the room echoed insults: “Short-lived species! Get your filthy thing away—”
Saintess Jenna’s pupils shook as she looked at Ji Ma. She never expected George would abuse an animal! He had always been respectful toward her.
“Is it true?”
“Yes.” Ji Ma said, “I didn’t expect it to be a misunderstanding.”
“Let’s go.” Jenna’s hand gripping the mace trembled. “Tomorrow we will settle this!”
But Ji Ma forcibly pulled Saintess Jenna, saying, “It might also be fake; let’s observe more.”
Saintess Jenna couldn’t help but take another glance, her ears growing redder.
