I Was The Hero, But I Woke Up as a Phoenix Princess! – Chapter 787

Chapter 27 Unexpected Guests
Verafia’s tender little hands gently held the hem of her dress, with exquisite lace and elaborate ribbon decorations on the small formal dress, further highlighting its luxurious solemnity.
Her slender eyelashes blinked softly, and the girl’s slender legs were covered in soft white silk. Her little feet stepped on delicate and cute thick-soled leather shoes, and she lightly tapped the floor. Only then did she slightly tip-toe, her big eyes gazing at the beautiful girl in the floor-length silver mirror.
In the mirror, her meticulously styled, smooth golden hair was gently tied with an exquisite hairband. The pure white bow bloomed like a beautiful flower petal. A few curved strands of hair swayed like wind chimes when she gently turned her head. Under her delicate eyebrows, a pair of magnificent golden eyes were full of curiosity and joy.
A faint sound of footsteps echoed, and the girl’s big eyes lit up. She pounced towards him, her two slender little hands immediately hugging him, and then she raised her little head:
“Does Veer look good?”
With a childlike voice, Verafia gently pulled his hem, then took a slight step back, her little hands fiddling with the hem of her skirt. Her big eyes gazed expectantly at Ig.
“In my eyes, Veer has always been a cute and beautiful little princess.”
Ig half-knelt, looking at the girl’s expectant big golden eyes. The corners of his lips curved slightly. He looked at the girl’s fair and rosy, exquisitely cute little face with an burgeoning sweet smile, and couldn’t help but gently touch her small jade nose and tidy a few strands of golden hair.
“Hmph, I don’t want to be a little princess. I want to stay by Ig’s side forever.”
With her tender and soft voice, the girl’s tender face blushed for a moment, and she pouted her tender lips and leaned in.
Ig chuckled and handed the plush rabbit doll to the little girl in the formal dress.
Verafia hugged the rabbit doll, which was almost half her size, with both hands. Her little head emerged from between the rabbit’s ears, and her brilliant gem-like big eyes blinked at him.
Well, this young Vera, dressed in a small formal dress and holding a plush doll, does look quite like a princess from a fairy tale.
Ig thought amusingly, gently ruffled her little head, then held her small hand and walked out.
The Silver Moon Elf and the sword spirit girl were waiting outside long ago.
“Wow, sister, so cute.”
The sword spirit girl said with shining eyes. If her hands weren’t occupied, she would also want to go up and rub the girl’s face.
They had already paid. They were still holding quite a few pairs of children’s formal dresses and various exquisite small shoes that Verafia had just bought, which they hadn’t had time to put into their spatial rings.
The entire morning, Ig and the two girls were pulled around by this suddenly lively little one, going shopping. Naturally, the sword spirit girl also tried on one exquisite dress after another on her small body, as if dressing up a doll.
Even though she had turned into a child, this little girl still liked pretty dresses.
Looking at the girl’s sparkling big eyes, Ig couldn’t help but think amusingly.
Well, there were also many small snacks. After all, she was a child now, and this Young Lady didn’t have to worry about her image as a girl anymore. It was normal to be a bit greedy.
“It’s almost noon, we should go back. Little Fei and Miss Ain are probably waiting for us.”
Ig said with a smile, walking through the alleys of the Elf Town, holding Verafia and the two girls.
However, his words were not finished.
Now, as a Star level expert with the True Sight Eye, his perception was so keen that it could rival some Saint Rank beings. He clearly felt a gloomy aura approaching.
A dark shadow fell before them, and a tall and handsome elf youth appeared.
He lifted his cloak, golden hair cascading down, his face handsome and elegant, as if carved from marble. However, a pair of golden eyes looked at him with lewdness, staring directly at Verafia’s young body beside Ig.
“Mm…”
Verafia’s slender little hands gently grasped, her radiant golden eyes flickered, and she seemed to look up in fear. Ig held her little hand and couldn’t help but shake his head, muttering.
“A Golden Elf.”
The noble youth who appeared before them was the high elf Besser, whom Ig had encountered just upon arriving in this small town and whom Ig called a “dandy.”
In fact, upon arriving in the Elf Kingdom, Ig did not want to get involved in too much trouble. Moreover, yesterday the Golden Elf had been stopped and dragged away by people, so he had not made a move.
However, it was unavoidable that, whether intentional or coincidental, this young elf lord had appeared before him again.
Ig held the girl’s little hand, his azure eyes gradually turning cold.
Ig naturally knew what kind of gaze the Golden Elf was casting on Verafia. When he was young, as a Marquis’s son in Lorinc, he had seen many noble young masters who treated young, lonely little girls in exactly the same way.
“You’re blocking us, do you need something?” Ig said, glancing at him indifferently.
The elf noble came wearing a cloak, the heavy cape concealing his figure. There was a scabbled wound on his face, which added a ferocious touch to his originally handsome face.
Besser ignored Ig, his eyes fixed on Verafia’s delicate little face. After a moment of shock, they turned to greed, and he licked his lips, chuckling.
“To think that such a perfect girl actually fell into the hands of a human… Heh heh, that old geezer actually punished me for the sins of a few lowly people, like this…”
Just then, two Golden Elf attendants hurried over. They were not pure elves, and they bowed subserviently.
“Young Master Besser, you see it, right? Such a beautiful little girl is being ruined in the hands of such a dirty human. Fortunately, thank the goddess above, this girl is lucky to have met the noble you!”
One attendant said servilely, and then his gaze flickered, “Also, I heard that someone saw that this little girl seems to be not an ordinary human… Someone saw her transform into a phoenix.”
“A phoenix?”
Besser’s gaze was stunned for a moment, and then, in addition to desire, his expression suddenly turned ecstatic.
As a High Elf, a Golden-blooded being, he naturally knew that the phoenix, a legendary sacred bird, was extremely rare and precious. It was a divine beast comparable to a King Rank Dragon, and even far rarer.
Moreover, for the elf race, who had explicit records of phoenixes, such a sacred and magnificent divine bird meant even more.
Her existence was a symbol of the Holy King!