I Was The Hero, But I Woke Up as a Phoenix Princess! – Chapter 220

Chapter 220 Chapter 14 Kneel on the Floor
The duel between the attendant Ig and the Phoenix Girl has completely ended with Miss Verafia’s defeat!
Miss Verafia’s little face turned pitch black, and she glared fiercely at the boy showing off to her, then slammed the card in her hand on the table with a “bang.”
Ig quickly woke up in his heart, and shouted a bad omen… This Miss Phoenix, she can’t be a sore loser, can she?
Ophi was heartbroken by the abuse of her favorite card by Verafia, “Damn Phoenix, can you please cherish my things properly!”
However, the Ice Dragon Girl’s angry voice was directly ignored by Verafia, who had a dark expression. The girl turned her cheeks and said to Ig impatiently:
“You won! Humph, I’ve already said… this boring and shameless game is not suitable for me!”
Ig quickly stepped forward, trying to give the young lady a way down:
“This is not Miss’s fault! In fact, if you hadn’t intentionally held back in the first few rounds, I would have been defeated by you long ago. And even so, I only narrowly defeated you by using this cheating method…”
Verafia just turned her head, her pair of scorching gold eyes looking at Ig who was trying to save her face, and suddenly said, “You guy, do you think I’m a sore loser and want to cheat!”
Ig’s heart tightened, and he thought, Miss, how do you know? But out of respect for his life, Ig immediately showed a resolute expression and denied it:
“How could that be! I’m just very satisfied that Miss is willing to play this game with me! And it’s just a crude game, how about we just forget it?”
Ig picked up the iron box on the table and prepared to throw it away. What a joke, how dare he really make this little phoenix draw such a punishment slip!
Verafia glared fiercely with her big eyes, puffed up her snow-white cheeks, snatched the prize drawing iron box from Ig’s hand, and yelled:
“Isn’t it just drawing this broken slip? Am I afraid of it? I, this young lady, keep my word!”
After speaking, Verafia, as if sulking, grabbed a rolled-up piece of hard paper with her delicate fingers, and unrolled it with both hands.
Ig regretted not holding back and defeating this Phoenix Girl for real, but now, he could only silently pray that Verafia wouldn’t draw a too unsightly slip.
Just like the “kneel on the floor” just now, how could he really dare to let this little phoenix suffer such grievances?
Suddenly, Verafia’s delicate fingertips stopped as she unfolded the slip. Not only the expression on the girl’s delicate face and the flickering look in her scorching gold eyes, but Ig felt as if the temperature of the entire space had frozen and rapidly decreased.
Ig shivered violently, feeling a terrifying danger.
“Oh, Sister, it seems it’s already very late… So, Ophi and I will go back first. Good night, Sister!”
Flarn noticed something was wrong, and quickly said goodbye, pulling Ophi, who was still sticking her head out curiously, and escaping. The originally faint knocking sound sounded extremely clear in the silent room.
The entire room was left with an uneasy Ig standing, and a completely frozen Verafia. But anyone could feel the terrifying flame that was about to erupt from the girl’s small chest like a volcano!
“Um, Miss…”
Cold sweat dripped from Ig’s forehead, and he forced a smile, trying to approach the girl. Ig’s peripheral vision caught sight of the slip tightly held in the girl’s jade-like fingertips, which read “Be a maid for a whole day.”
In an instant, Ig imagined himself turning the tables and having this Phoenix Miss wear a black maid outfit with a white ruffled apron, white thick-soled stockings, and black patent leather shoes, looking shy and calling him “Master” while serving tea, and… doing whatever he pleased with her.
As soon as this alluring scene appeared, Ig felt the temperature of his blood rush to his head, but soon, a chill of skill slapped him in the face. Ig carefully raised his head, and the gaze in the girl’s golden eyes made him shiver.
Damn it, why am I thinking about these messy things again!
“Cough, cough, Miss, in my opinion…” Ig coughed, uttering a stammering sound.
“Ugh, you scoundrel! How dare you come over! Ugh, gasp, get lost!”
The girl’s delicate face, as pure and white as jade, instantly turned crimson, and her scorching gold eyes, which were fiercely glaring, were filled with shame and anger. Verafia tore the slip in her slender hand into pieces in an instant, and then burned it to ashes with golden flames.
Verafia was still angry and extremely ashamed. She raised her fair little foot and kicked Ig’s small leg hard, then turned and ran, burying her little head in a cup on the bed.
Ig winced in pain, half-crouched, covering his shin, but he didn’t dare to make the slightest sound, for fear of angering the enraged Phoenix Miss again.
But suddenly, a substantial demonic power condensed in the air again, and as if the girl was venting her anger, it pressed down heavily on Ig’s shoulder.
Verafia poked her little head out from under the covers, gritted her silver teeth, and the flushed red on her fair little face had not yet faded.
“You disgusting scoundrel, bad guy! All you do is bully me… Ugh, today, you’ll kneel on the floor!”
She said, Verafia pulled the quilt and hid in the covers.
Ig knelt on the floor, his knees aching from the impact, and looked at the slender lines outlined by the girl under the quilt, gritting his teeth and complaining in a low voice: “I knew this little phoenix couldn’t take losing…”
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Although being forced to kneel on the floor for a whole night was very unpleasant for Ig, under Verafia’s domineering presence, the black-haired young man could only swallow his anger, have no choice but to turn his grief into strength, and seriously meditate while kneeling on the floor.
The next day, when Miss Verafia crawled out of bed with sleepy eyes, she still hadn’t forgotten the bad memories of last night and didn’t give her attendant a good look.
Fortunately, Ig was patient enough to endure humiliation. He apologized and kept flattering her, and soon he coaxed the Phoenix Miss, who had a childish disposition, into being overjoyed, tilting her pretty little face up.
In addition, Ig did not forget his duty as a running errands attendant. After tidying up Verafia’s dress and beautiful hair, he nervously brought her sweet milk and cake of different flavors, as this picky Phoenix Miss.
Thus, Miss Verafia finally let out a soft hum, and generously forgave the detestable attendant who had offended her more than once.
After checking out of the room and walking onto the streets of Dorun City, besides commoners, there were still quite a few adventurers around, and even nobles among them.
“Miss Verafia, what do you think we should do?”
Ig walked up to Verafia, who was standing with her arms crossed, humming a tune, and asked, lowering his body, “There seem to be quite a few rumors about the Black-winged Monarch in Dorun City. Why don’t we stay a little longer?”