Chapter 65 The Young Lady’s Punishment
The girl in his arms struggled with all her might, but to Ig, it was a completely futile effort.
As a powerful person among stars, his speed was extremely fast, and with the use of “Eternal Darkness,” not many people noticed him along the way.
Casually finding a hotel and putting some silver coins on the counter for the clerk, Ig went upstairs and carried the girl into the room.
“Ugh, you idiot Ig!”
Gently placed on the soft, large bed, Verafia rolled on the sheets, finally freeing herself from the young man’s confinement. Her golden eyes, looking at the black-haired young man, held a hint of grievance.
What was this? She just wanted to tease this idiot, was there any need to treat the young lady like this?
He even put his fingers in her mouth and pinched her tongue!
This was just the young man’s initial action. After leaving, Ig released her small tongue and used the power of the dark starry sky to devour her voice.
However, even for a brief moment, the feeling of her slender body being restrained made Verafia feel extremely humiliated!
She raised her golden eyes. Ig was putting down the exquisitely decorated cake. His slightly averted gaze swept across the entire room.
The decorations and layout should naturally possess the elegant style of elves. However, these snow-white walls and clean white sheets were not much different from human inns… Right, due to the environment and price, some couples in love often engaged in indescribable, shy acts in such places.
Wait—
The girl’s gaze suddenly froze. Her slender and frail fingers tightened their grip on the bedsheet. Beneath her delicate eyelashes, her golden pupils widened in fear as she landed on Ig, who had turned around.
Wait, this guy, he wouldn’t intend to… to have his way with this young lady right here, right now!
Waaah!
Ig turned around and saw the golden-haired little girl suddenly jump on the bed. A smile played on his lips.
Of course, he didn’t think Verafia would surrender so easily. In fact, Ig had expected this little girl to sneak attack him when he was putting down the cake just now.
The dark starry sky, fueled by magic, instantly spread around Ig, suppressing the magical fluctuations ignited by Verafia’s golden flames, and confining her range to a small area by the bed.
The girl’s golden eyes sharpened. Suddenly, a dazzling firelight ignited in her small hands, transforming into magnificent Phoenix Fire Wings. The blazing golden flames cut through the traces of the dark starry sky as she attempted to fly out through the window.
However, Ig blocked her path. The brilliant golden light was submerged by the oncoming magical energy.
“Idiot Ig!”
The girl called out in annoyance and embarrassment. From her small palm, a tuft of reddish-gold intertwined mushroom-like feathers condensed in the flames, transforming into a slender little feather sword.
“This little girl.”
Ig shook his head and smiled. The holy golden light in his right hand flashed for an instant, and the phantom image of the Sacred Sword condensed into a short blade. With a clang, it collided with the feather sword in the girl’s hand. The blazing golden flames shattered, and the girl let out a muffled groan. Her little feet, clad in cute frilly socks, landed on the wooden floor with a “pat.”
As if in pain, she whimpered softly, her raised golden eyes filled with tears. She looked at the young man before her pitifully.
Ig ignored her and pursued his advantage. The moment the phantom image of the Sacred Sword vanished, he swung a hand blade. Verafia was caught off guard, not expecting this guy to have absolutely no concern for her delicate side. She hastily readjusted her magic.
A smile flickered across the young man’s face. The moment the hand blade made contact, it transformed from a palm into a grasp, tightly gripping the girl’s slender, fair wrist. Verafia had just re-ignited her blazing flames and magic, but Ig’s sword technique, the “Moment of the End,” which had been in his hand blade, instantly surged into her magic, crushing and disintegrating it, completely suppressing her.
“Wuwu.”
Verafia’s voice took on a crying tone. Her eyes were red, and tears were about to stream from her golden eyes. “Ig, you’re hurting me.”
However, Ig just smiled and looked at her, showing no intention of releasing her from the magical restraint. He wouldn’t be fooled by the girl’s expression. The force he applied had been precisely controlled, so he wouldn’t hurt the little girl at all.
“You annoying Ig, bullying the young lady like this… and sneak attacking me when I was being cute.”
Seeing Ig’s complete lack of reaction, Verafia angrily gritted her silver teeth. She started to struggle, her small figure wriggling, and glared at him with her golden eyes in exasperation:
“Wuwu, this young lady hasn’t lost to you, you know! If I were serious, I wouldn’t lose!”
This little brat, even at this moment, she was still so adamant about winning or losing?
Ig gently picked up the girl, his eyes filled with amusement as he ruffled a strand of her delicate, soft hair.
However, at that moment, he didn’t think Verafia was just putting on a brave face.
After all, the moves Verafia made were not intended to harm him. Not only was she not carrying the Mistetinn’s Staff, but the girl’s young body, which had only been out for a few days, even with the same level of magic as a powerful person among stars, could not be compared to a true star-level expert.
If this girl were an adult, even with the same magical level, Ig wouldn’t consider himself capable of defeating her.
“Yes, yes, the young lady is the strongest.”
Ig chuckled as he rubbed her little head and said, carrying the girl to sit by the bed. “But from now on, Veer, you have to be good.”
“Wuwu?”
Verafia’s eyes widened in surprise. Only now did she remember her predicament. A hint of fear appeared in her golden pupils, and she struggled even more desperately. “No, Ig, I’m still a child! What you’re doing is a crime!”
Ig’s hands paused. He blinked, momentarily confused by the meaning of the girl’s words.
“Besides, that kind of thing… it hurts. Veer, you’re clearly still so young, wuwu. If Ig wants it, he can wait until Veer is a little older…”
The girl’s slender fingers clutched his clothes tightly. As if recalling a terrible memory, her innocent little face turned as pale as paper, trembling uncontrollably. Her once soft and melodious voice was on the verge of tears.
She couldn’t help but recall the last time she had surrendered herself to Ig. Such pain, even as a goddess, was unbearable to look back upon… And now, as a complete child, if he forced himself upon her, she would surely die!
Thinking of such pain, Verafia’s little face became even paler.
Only then did Ig understand what Verafia’s little mind was thinking. He couldn’t help but let out a silent chuckle, wondering if in this girl’s eyes, he was so desperate that he wouldn’t let go even of her, who was like a little loli?
“What are you thinking, Veer? If I wanted to possess you now, I could have done so a few days ago.”
Ig gently rubbed her little head, comforting her in a soft voice.
Ever since she hatched, this little one had been quite clingy to him, needing him to hold her every night just to sleep… Well, these past few days, Ig had the illusion that he was raising a daughter.
“Eh?”
Verafia’s golden eyes, still slightly teary, looked up in surprise and alarm.
But before she could make a sound and put on her tsundere young lady expression, a sly smile suddenly appeared on the young man’s gentle face in her golden eyes.
“However, a young lady who has made a mistake must be properly punished!”
I Was The Hero, But I Woke Up as a Phoenix Princess! – Chapter 825
Posted by ? Views, Released on August 23, 2025
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I Was The Hero, But I Woke Up as a Phoenix Princess?!
身为勇者的我竟然成了凤凰大小姐
From the travel diaries of a Phoenix Princess reborn from the inferno, chronicling her life on the road with a supposedly “useless” young hero…
On their journey, their fellowship continues to grow: a Dragon Princess of silver frost, a young Vampire Princess with eyes of blood-crimson, the Saintess of Radiant Holy Light, the noble Princess of the White Iris…
“Hmm?” Verafia paused, tilting her head as she gracefully twirled a soft strand of her fiery hair around a finger. A hint of suspicion flickered in her beautiful eyes. “Ignet, why does this sound suspiciously like you’re assembling a harem?”
“My lady, there is a saying: ‘The fish is what I desire, and the bear’s paw is also what I desire.’ A wise man knows that if he can have them both, his home will be harmonious and all his affairs will prosper,” he began, puffing out his chest with the air of a profound philosopher. “Is that not a truly beautiful thing? A… a paragon of peaceful coexistence?”
He faltered under her smoldering gaze.
“…Ahhh! It was a joke! I’m sorry, Milady, please don’t burn me! I swear my only desire is you!”