I Was The Hero, But I Woke Up as a Phoenix Princess! – Chapter 118

Chapter 118 Chapter 36 Recalling Happy Things (1/71)
After seeing the Blazing Flame Phoenix and the young man who called himself Lothel’s successor completely leave, Fernos’s eyebrows furrowed, and a serious expression appeared on his dark face.
The clear and crystalline voice of the young girl still echoed in his ears, yet this was the second time in fifty years that he had felt such fear.
Fernos didn’t have much time to think. He put on his dark cloak and pushed the door open.
“Fernos! How is it?”
Upon seeing the man’s figure, the Blood Race Girl Elishia slightly pulled the cloak around her, revealing her fair skin.
The middle-aged blacksmith shook his head and said.
“It’s the people you mentioned, one of them is the Blazing Flame Phoenix… Her performance was extremely dangerous. Elishia, listen to me, don’t worry about anything else, leave Rubiel City immediately.”
The Blood Race Girl was stunned by the middle-aged man’s suddenly serious expression.
“But, they…”
Thump, thump, thump.
The sound of hard-soled boots echoed in the quiet air. Fernos’s withered but still very strong palm suddenly tightened, and a tall, thin man dressed as a servant walked into his sight.
The tall, thin man was wearing a black long coat, and under his loosened robe, he wore a straight forged silver thin sword. Half of his face was hidden by black shadows, but the exposed half was enough to show his tall and handsome features.
The black-clothed attendant approached the two with a decent smile.
“Lord Fernos, Miss Elishia, good day. I’m happy to see you again.”
“What are you doing here?”
Fernos protected the Blood Race Girl behind him and stepped forward, saying coldly.
“Lord Fernos, you don’t need to worry. Even without the alliance, just because of that ‘adult’, we wouldn’t dare to have any ill intentions towards Miss Elishia. I am just curious, the moment of insight is instantaneous, why did you let her leave?”
“Hmph, that’s none of your business.”
“Naturally. It’s just that we just found out that two people found your hidden shop. Lord Fernos, do you know their identities?”
“You are not qualified to know this.”
Fernos said indifferently, his expression unshakeable.
“Yes… I, a mere subordinate, of course cannot inquire about your matters. It’s just that, Lord Fernos, even if you are the renowned Saint Rank expert of that year, you cannot survive until now under His Majesty’s gaze.”
The smile on the black-clothed attendant’s face did not diminish.
“Don’t forget the agreement between you and Count, and our common ‘pursuit’.”
“Pursuit… Hmph.”
Fernos’s gaze wavered. After a moment of silence, he said.
“They are just two people who sensed Miss Elishia’s aura. One is a Bronze Swordsman, and the other is a Platinum Mage. They want to take Eliel to gain merit. But they are not worth bothering Count with.”
The middle-aged blacksmith’s voice echoed in the empty, desolate alleyway, amplified and drawn out by the refraction. The black-clothed attendant did not speak. Under his black, loose robe, his slender and fair fingers lightly touched the sword hilt. A hint of a smile seemed to appear in his eyes, and he nodded in agreement with the other party’s statement.
Under a secluded shadow, a spark that had fallen from the middle-aged blacksmith was extinguished.
“What’s wrong, Young Lady?”
Igert noticed that the young girl beside him had stopped her cheerful pace, and her beautiful eyes, like dazzling golden flames, trembled slightly.
“Ah, it’s nothing. I just remembered something happy.”
Verafia turned her head and blinked her long eyelashes. Under the soft glow of twilight, a gentle smile appeared on the girl’s youthful and exquisite face.
Verafia turned her big eyes again and slightly raised her bright, golden, sparkling eyes. Under the sunset glow and fishing fires, the girl’s sweet and cheerful pleasant voice echoed.
“By the way, Igert, didn’t you wonder why this young lady did that before? Well… if you have a reason, tell me!”
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The knight’s silver armor reflected the afterglow of twilight. The hooves of the majestic armored warhorse shattered the noisy silence, and the Silverheart Lion Knights, who were pursuing the trail of blood, returned to the foot of the towering city walls of Rubiel City.
Amongst the knights, a luxurious carriage engraved with a golden lion crest and made of expensive materials also stopped its axles from turning, its metal-clad wheels coming to a halt before the road.
Without waiting for the knights to step forward, a fair and beautiful jade-like slender hand pushed open the car door. A moment later, a young girl of peerless beauty, wearing a silver-trimmed, soft white long dress, descended the wooden steps onto the ground.
The sunset glow from the sky, bathed in the fire of the evening sunset, scattered upon her beautiful hair, which seemed to be cast in gold.
“Miss Ophi, this is the capital of Aslandt, Rubiel. I think… the two people you are looking for will also be in this city.”
She called out softly. Elishia slightly turned her flawless face, which had a hint of a gentle smile. The fishing fire and twilight touched her eyes, painting them with pure gold. The girl’s peerless beauty made all the vibrant and bright colors in the surroundings dim.
However, from the side of her, a blooming ice lotus was enough to complement this peerless and majestic golden flower.
“Waaah, thank you, Ayxi…”
The girl with ice-blue long hair hurriedly raised her small face and replied. The girl looked around at the unfamiliar people and buildings, her crystal-clear pupils trembling slightly as they rippled. Amidst the novelty, she seemed a little shy.
The young girl looked at the timid Ice Dragon Little Princess before her, and a gentle smile couldn’t help but appear on her beautiful face.
Elishia couldn’t help but wonder how the dragon princess, who had no presence at all, would react if she playfully pinched her cheek.
However, Elishia only thought this in her heart; she couldn’t bear to bully the weak Dragon Little Princess like this.
A smile appeared on the girl’s face, and she also extended her slender, fair jade hands, gently pulling her, leading the princess who had only recently arrived in human society towards Rubiel.
The surrounding crowds and soldiers all made way.
For Miss Ophi, the daughter of Duke Dawn, who was known as the “Golden Flower” throughout the continent, no one would have thought of stopping her to ask questions.
“Miss Elishia. Your safe return is a blessing from the God of Sacred Light upon us.”
Amongst the armored knights, a noble officer wearing meticulously crafted plate armor with the purple lily family crest quickly stopped in front of the young girl and bowed with his hand on his chest.
“They were just a few bandits corrupted by the power of blood, nothing too dangerous.”
Elishia’s gaze swept over the officer, and she said casually. The girl’s clear eyes landed on the officer’s face.
“Dawgs, your expression suggests you have something to tell me?”
“Not really. But Lord Linton has been waiting for your return at my place this afternoon.”
Elishia’s pupils constricted slightly, but they quickly returned to their usual clarity. The girl turned her head according to the other person’s gaze.
“Miss Elishia, it is truly fortunate that the wind and frost of the wilderness have not eroded your beauty.”
Count Lindon Belt entered her line of sight and bowed respectfully.
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