Chapter: 11. Guarantee (4K)
Since childhood, we have always been told that the most important thing in dealing with people is sincerity.
There is nothing wrong with this statement.
What has been done is done, and what has not been done is not done; the dead cannot speak for the living, and the black cannot be called white.
In any case… it’s just…
To speak frankly.
But speak softly!
“Um… yes… Xue Fei and I have already… crossed that line, not just once…”
“Ah!”
“?!”
Could you not be so startled at this time!
Herlith suddenly exclaimed, bringing her hands together, startling Xiya.
Her previously dignified and elegant demeanor was a stark contrast to her current super excited look!
“Really, really! Ah, I didn’t expect Xue Fei to turn from a child into an adult after just one outing! By the way, can I ask, you are both girls, how exactly did you do it? Can you reveal a bit of detail?!”
“Well, that’s definitely not something we can say?!”
“Ahaha… true, true, sorry, sorry~ that’s your little secret.”
Look at you, enjoying the fun and stirring up trouble… you really do resemble Xue Fei.
One could say that the similarity between mother and daughter, connected by blood, is simply inherited in certain aspects.
“Then it seems I need not say anything further.”
Herlith leaned down, picked a little blue flower from the flowerbed, and handed it to Xiya.
Xiya extended her hands to receive it steadily.
Looking at the flower emitting wonderful magical particles in her hands, she listened closely to Herlith’s clear instructions.
“Then… Xue Fei will have to rely on you to protect her for now, okay? Miss Xialet.”
Xiya’s mind wasn’t quick enough, and she didn’t immediately discern the deeper meaning of the words.
But when the wind blew again, lifting the azure petals of the flower in her hand, sweeping across her golden hair toward the sunset-drawn sky, Xiya’s eyes suddenly widened.
A surge of unexpected joy, as if she had gained the whole world, rushed to her heart!
“Thank you…! I promise I will…!”
“Ah, although I’ve said that, Miss Xialet, I must pour a bucket of cold water on you; don’t be too happy too soon, alright?”
“?”
What kind of psychological rollercoaster is this?
You just said to rely on me, and now you are telling me not to be too happy too soon…
Damn, this is definitely the toughest challenge Xiya has faced in her life.
Herlith shut one eye, waved her long fingers to one side, seemingly guiding Xiya’s gaze toward a stone platform a hundred meters away behind her.
There were still two little cuties sitting up there.
“You’ve passed this test~ but that’s all there is to it. Unfortunately, whether you can be with Xue Fei for a long time isn’t up to me to decide, you know? Haha… Actually, Belis quite likes her sister; she liked her a lot before, but recently for some reason… is this situation completely out of control? Well… I won’t say more, after all, you see, as a mother, it’s not appropriate for me to comment on the direction of their relationship, right?”
“Can you please manage a little… I think it’s dangerous for their relationship to develop this way.”
“I won’t manage it?”
“Please, as a mother, guide your daughters onto the right path… try to make an effort?”
“Effort won’t do? That’s beyond my ability.”
The range of your abilities as a mother is indeed rather narrow!
Sigh… but Xiya won’t complain about anything.
Without Herlith’s intervention, Xue Fei can soar freely like a bird in the sky.
Today, being recognized and appreciated by the queen, Xiya is already quite content.
Belis, my little sister… I hope you take care, read more books about kinship, and don’t go astray!
Just as Xiya was happily lost in her thoughts about the future.
Herlith seemed to have finally remembered the demon king’s presence.
She cheerfully leaned against the throne, tapping the still unconscious demon king on the shoulder.
“Dizna? Why are you still sleeping? Wake up, you’ve finished talking to Miss Xialet, and you still won’t get up to say a word?”
“…
….”
Your Majesty, the Demon King, seems not to be capable of waking up just yet.
That may not be so.
With a chuckle, Herlith lowered her body closer to his ear, her pleasant voice possessing otherworldly charm and resonance.
“I’m saying… our Xue Fei is about to be taken away by someone?”
So the demon king was knocked out and surely cannot…
“Which brat is it! Huh? Tired of living for daring to set eyes on my daughter?!”
Your Majesty, the Demon King, is revived!
Clearly still appearing dazed and powerless just a second ago.
But after that one sentence, he suddenly clenched his fists and sprang up, surrounded by a whirlwind of chaotic red magic, forming an overwhelmingly oppressive vortex around his blood-red armor!
Xiya instinctively gripped the holy sword in vigilance; this is a natural reaction when facing an expert.
Meanwhile, Herlith squinted her eyes, smiling and gesturing for her to not be tense.
That lowered hand suddenly lifted—slapping the back of Dizna’s head!
The terrifying blood-red storm… was actually dispersed by that slap.
“Ow!! Herlith… don’t stop me from fighting!”
“Tsk, must you be so loud? I called you up to say a couple of words to Miss Xialet; as Xue Fei’s father, you’re the head of the family, after all. Is it appropriate to remain silent at a time like this?”
“Huh? At a time like this? When? No, now is not the time for idle chatter! I just heard you say that some brat wants to take Xue Fei away? Who is it? Where? Don’t you see that I’ll tear him apart! Uh… isn’t Xue Fei sitting right there?”
The Demon King, having just awakened, can only say that the world has changed.
Herlith naturally explained the current situation to him patiently and introduced Xiya to him with a smile.
“This is Miss Xialet, who might become our new daughter in the future.”
“Oh, oh, you mean this guy wants to take Xue Fei away? Phew… as long as he’s not a brat, I’m relieved; for a moment there… hey, that seems wrong.”
“They have already finished what they needed to do, haven’t they? You have no grounds to oppose this now, and that’s not quite right… you didn’t have grounds to refute from the start~”
“Is that so! Herlith, have you really agreed to this?!”
“Why wouldn’t I agree?”
“But they…! I absolutely will not accept! My daughter is of the demon race; how can she be with a mere hero… He… Herlith?”
Did you just break the solid armrest of the throne? What are you trying to do?
Xiya stared dumbfounded at the dialogue between the Demon King and Queen.
She couldn’t help but let out a laugh.
This laugh drew the attention of the Demon King and Queen entirely to her.
Seeing this, Xiya quickly reined in her laughter, waving her hands in apology.
“Sorry…! I just… think it’s a very fortunate thing for Xue Fei to have parents like you… I’m not laughing at anything else, please don’t mind!”
“Fortunate…? You’re saying this guy?”
Herlith gazed at her foolish husband in confusion.
She truly couldn’t understand in what way Xue Fei was lucky to have a father like him.
But…
Watching Dizna still threatening that he would absolutely not let Xue Fei leave easily, forbidding heroes from taking her away—Herlith, on the contrary, began to understand Xiya’s words.
Actually, Dizna had been awake all along.
He was simply pretending to be unconscious while listening to this conversation concerning their daughter’s fate.
It’s easy to tell that a mere solid wooden board could not keep down a six-wing for so long.
Not to mention… even among six wings, Dizna’s power was quite prominent.
Dizna had a bad temper, and he was aware of it.
If he hadn’t pretended to be unconscious, he surely would have stirred up a lot of trouble during this conversation, something he himself would not wish to see.
Despite their constant bickering, father and daughter were like sworn enemies; if they didn’t fight, it felt uncomfortable. In fact, during the days when Xue Fei locked herself in her room in her childhood, Dizna was the most anxious one. He was restless in the palace, even neglecting affairs, running around searching for anyone, asking how to lift his daughter’s spirits.
He may be an unsteady demon king.
But he is undoubtedly a qualified father.
The reason he keeps saying “absolutely not allowed” is simply because he is reluctant to part with his daughter, it’s just a hasty remark.
If he truly didn’t allow it, given his temper, why bother wasting words? He would have probably resorted to violence long ago.
So in a certain sense.
Xue Fei is indeed unfortunate, but she is also a child favored by heaven.
Because so many people love her…
Hmm?
“Ah, it’s so noisy! Is there no peace to sleep?! I can’t sleep! We are going to help Mistress Xue Fei catch fish!”
“?!”
The sudden emergence of an extraordinary magical fluctuation, even if for just a moment, left the Demon King and Queen momentarily stunned.
The magical chaos quickly returned to calm.
And accompanying that complaint was a little holy sword girl standing in front of Xialet, with mildly curled blue hair cascading down, dressed in a golden gown, and barefooted on the flowerbed.
The little sword has appeared out of nowhere!
“Hey…! Why are you out?!” Xiya thought about stuffing her back into the sword, but the Little Holy Sword can’t just be put back.
“Ah? Don’t mess with me! Can’t I come out… whoa! Who is everyone?! Such chaotic magic! It’s okay, I’m not afraid.”
Herlith remembered her, having seen her before in the Gladiatorial Arena.
But Dizna’s memory, which is surprisingly forgetful, often causes him to forget unimportant things he’s seen.
He observed for a moment, utterly confused.
“What is this thing… You said you want to find Xue Fei? What’s your relationship with her?”
Even though Xiya realized that Xialet was coming out could only mean trouble, she preemptively wanted to cover her mouth.
But who knew, the Little Holy Sword’s mouth was quicker.
“Why are you so rude? I’m not a thing! But I can answer your question; I am Mistress Xue Fei’s daughter! Mistress Xue Fei is my mother!”
The Demon King’s blood-red eyes instantly lost their luster.
He stood up stiffly like a wooden puppet, his fists clenched, filled with utter confusion, his gaze shifting between Xialet and Xue Fei.
“You beast… you beast! You’ve only known Xue Fei for how long, and you already have a child with her?! How did you accomplish this? Did you use some forbidden spell?!”
“I didn’t!”
“Exactly, a hero is not my mother; only Mistress Xue Fei is.” Xialet patted herself proudly, “We share a deep bond with mother; it’s definitely…! Um, um, um…!”
Xiya quickly covered her overly talkative little mouth.
Please don’t talk!
The Demon King was in a daze for quite some time, and this time, his gaze turned to Herlith.
“Could it be… I’ve suddenly become a grandfather? This is really my granddaughter?”
“What grandpa are you talking about! Shamelessly boasting!” Xialet nibbled at Xiya’s finger, freeing herself, confidently putting her hands on her hips! “I see you look like you’re several hundred years old; if we’re talking about age, kid, I’m from your grandmother’s generation!”
“What did you say?! You ungrateful thing!”
“Want to fight? I’m not afraid of you!”
It got chaotic.
The generational hierarchy got messed up.
In the following short time, Xiya, together with Herlith, thoroughly explained the misunderstandings.
The Demon King breathed a sigh of relief; it seemed he hadn’t suddenly become a grandfather.
But even with the realization that this little girl and Xue Fei had no blood relation, he still wanted to fight with this little runt!
Xialet felt the same; her hair was all frizzled. If Xiya hadn’t stopped her, her little fists would have been flying.
The Demon King and the Holy Sword’s magic are natural enemies; “granddaughter” and grandfather could not coexist!
But the Little Holy Sword had no time to be stuck here.
Because she turned around and spotted Xue Fei’s figure from a distance.
Instead of fighting, she must be looking forward to going fishing and playing with Mistress Xue Fei!
The little holy sword skipped away in the sunset, completely putting an end to this originally serious “negotiation.”
Just as Herlith said.
From now on, Xiya here already had a second identity apart from being a hero.
And this identity is only known to those present, forming part of the protection for Xue Fei’s happiness.
As the starry night descended and dusk began to fade away.
Facing the gathered Demon King and Queen.
Xiya officially stated her decision today.
It’s a summary of today.
——Also, a determination for the future.
“…not just friends… Xue Fei and I hope to be in a romantic relationship, one day, we can stand tall without hiding…! In any case… before that, I… I… I will definitely protect Xue Fei! Ah… of course after that, the same!”
“Hmm?”
Both the Demon King and Queen were somewhat surprised.
Xiya actually… bowed?
Golden hair swayed in the wind.
Dancing with the fragrance of flowers and hope.
[The hero will not bow to anyone other than their monarch.] — This is engraved on the altar of Orlus.
Moreover, Herlith and Dizna are, after all, the Demon Race’s kings.
This seemingly “humorous” scene did not invite any ridicule from anyone.
On the contrary… Xiya heard the sound of applause.
“Good… this is great, Miss Xialet, but are you sure doing this won’t tarnish the hero’s reputation?”
“It won’t… because I am not bowing to the Demon Queen or the Demon King.”
“Then who are you bowing to?”
“To Xue Fei’s father and mother.”
“……”
The starry sky was quiet.
Many blue flowers that had originally bowed their heads in the flowerbed stood tall, shining like a sea of stars.
It turns out they are flowers born for the moon and not so fragile.
Yet it feels as if, just so coincidentally, they are echoing a certain joyful mood, gathering brilliance to illuminate this flowerbed.
Herlith finally smiled.
How standard her previous smile was, how natural her current one is.
“Hahahahaha! … It’s the first time I’ve heard someone say we’re just ordinary parents…! Dizna, did you hear that?! This child is truly special; she’s a good child, don’t you think so?!”
“Well… it’s okay, just barely qualified. But I must say beforehand! It’s still too early for me to recognize her taking away Xue Fei!”
