I Was The Hero, But I Woke Up as a Phoenix Princess! – Chapter 168

Chapter 168 Chapter 86 “Real” Things
“Miss Verafia knows about Ranteja from a hundred years ago… Did you come here at that time?” Ariel hesitated for a moment and asked.
“How is that possible! This young lady was still sleeping soundly then!” Verafia’s long lashes blinked from her scorching golden eyes, and she raised her youthful jade-like face and said matter-of-factly.
“This is just something from that guy’s memory. Speaking of which, he also has a deep relationship with Oran.” The Blood race girl raised her head, and the expression in her ruby-like crimson eyes became even stranger.
Ig naturally knew that his young lady was referring to Lothel. He walked up to the girl’s side, looked at her youthful jade face, and asked, “Then, young lady, what should we do?”
“Of course, we should go find Elishia! This young lady doesn’t believe she has no intentions towards Oran’s legacy!” The girl’s beautiful voice, like a warbler’s song, appeared in the air. The pure gold blazing flame on Verafia’s small leather boots instantly blazed, burning away the dust from the battle, revealing a pure white, slightly longer heel that landed on the ground with a pleasing sound like piano keys.
Verafia’s big eyes looked around, a hint of joy on her cheeks, looking quite amused. She suddenly turned her head and looked up at the young man behind her.
“Hmph, and that woman named Charle. Not only did she scold me, but this young lady knew at a glance that she definitely had bad intentions.”
Ig chuckled speechlessly, but he just took it as a complaint after the little phoenix was provoked. He also shook the dust off his body and caught up with the girl’s side.
Ariel hesitated for a moment, gently biting her lips with her silver teeth, and still followed.
The legendary “City of Blood”, Ranteja from a hundred years ago mentioned by Verafia, was bustling with pedestrians everywhere. Many adventurers carrying long swords and staffs were preparing their combat equipment in magic shops and blacksmith shops.
“It’s exactly the same as an ordinary city… Young lady, are all the people in this city real?” Ig’s voice was a little confused.
Along the way, Ig stopped several passing swordsmen and asked many questions, all of which received answers. Even his appraisal eye could read the information from the surrounding goods.
If it weren’t for the fact that the coins he had on him certainly wouldn’t be usable in Ranteja from a hundred years ago, Ig would have wanted to try to buy something to see if it could really be used.
“Of course. This young lady said that this is Ranteja from back then. It’s something that truly existed, so how could the things here be fake?” Verafia’s voice made Ig even more confused. The girl extended her slender white fingertips, melted a silver coin she took out, bought a few fresh emerald fruits, and then casually threw one to her attendant.
Ig hesitated for a moment, but still brought it to his lips and bit down. The sweet juice permeated his taste buds.
“This kind of fruit tastes really good, much better than the ones you picked, Ig! Ariel, do you want some?” The Blood race girl looked at the girl with wide, expectant eyes, thanked her, took the emerald-green fruit from the girl’s soft little hand.
Ig frowned and pondered.
According to Verafia, everything that exists here, not just them, but all real things… Ig also felt this. If he hadn’t followed her through the illusory “door” to arrive here, Ig would never have thought of this place as the “City of Blood” that had long since been destroyed and only existed in legends.
However, the reason given by this little phoenix was simply that this city had truly existed in the past?
“Hey, found you! I didn’t expect you to be here!” Verafia’s voice suddenly rang out again, interrupting Ig’s thoughts, and he looked up.
The girl in the golden-trimmed white dress with her gorgeous beautiful golden long hair was particularly eye-catching. Beside Elishia, in addition to the Ice Dragon Girl, Dofiraia, and the girl Charle whose grey-black long hair still covered most of her figure, the remaining six silver-armored knights of the Belt family were also guarding her.
Perhaps because of the girl’s gorgeous attire and temperament, as well as the elite knights guarding her, the merchant talking with Elishia treated her as a noble lady from out of town and spoke very respectfully. Elishia raised her stunningly beautiful face.
“It’s Miss Verafia?” The one who spoke was Charle, who stood behind the girl. She stepped forward, “This is perfect. Miss Aixi and I can have a talk with you.”
“Talk with you… Hey, are our relationships that good? This young lady still remembers what you and that Dofiraia did!” Verafia swiftly conjured a fiery red magic staff in her hand, with a few strands of golden patterns solidifying within the crimson. She stared at them with a wary expression.
—As for the staff she had spent more than ten gold coins to buy that morning, it was lost in the previous battle with two platinum Bloodwind Blades.
Seeing the girl’s formation, many people around began to gather.
Charle shook her head slightly and smiled softly.
“We also have no conflict. Miss Verafia, it’s just a misunderstanding between you and Miss Dofi. Moreover, I’ve also heard that Miss Ophi has a friendly relationship with you.”
“A friendly relationship,哼, that idiot Ice Dragon?” Verafia hugged the staff to her chest and said mockingly.
Ophi’s snow-white face turned red, and not knowing how to vent her anger, she could only shout angrily.
“You damn phoenix, you’re the idiot! You stole my scales and snacks, and you mocked me… You’re a malicious person. If it weren’t for my father, I wouldn’t want to find you!”
Verafia’s eyes flickered slightly.
It’s Genhod. For him to let his daughter follow me, has this black dragon discovered something? But my interactions with Ophi were only in the Setting Sun Forest. Could it be that he saw my sword technique? No…
Ophi’s reaction made Elishia unable to help but chuckle. The girl named Charle shook her head and said,
“Miss Verafia, you and we are both being pursued by Claude. At least, you wouldn’t want to see his delusions come true, right?”
“Tch, that guy.” Verafia’s expression instantly soured. “Tell me, what do you want from this young lady?”
It seemed that because of their strange conversation, many onlookers began to discuss. But Charle didn’t seem to care at all about being noticed, and raised her eyes to say,
“This is Duke Oran’s city. And his only remaining bloodline in the mortal world is by your side… Miss Verafia, you don’t need to be so wary. Here, no one will dare to claim to want her life.”
Charle glanced at the Blood race girl behind Verafia and chuckled softly.
“Moreover, I think, compared to us, this young lady’s yearning to reach the ‘real’ here might be even more fervent.”
Verafia glanced hesitantly at the girl behind her, and Ariel also stared at the other person and nodded. Verafia pouted.
“Then, tell me, what do you want me to do?”
“It’s not complicated… Huh?” Just as Charle was about to speak, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she turned to look not far away.
“I didn’t expect Claude to come knocking, it seems he also realizes the importance of the lady by your side. Miss Verafia, our conversation might have to be postponed for a while.”
“Claude?” Verafia turned her face, and a fierce blood wind suddenly swept through the air, like a knife carving, slaughtering the terrified crowd, and blood-stained red light blew a strand of her hair!