Chapter: 68. Don’t Say That
“Speaking of which, where did Princess Livra and Miss Timani go?”
“They went to catch rabbits, but in this freezing weather, there are no rabbits. I guess they probably went back to the camp to sleep. Sigh… they really have no sense of crisis. While others are building snowmen, they are sleeping soundly. How can they sleep like that?”
“……”
Xue Fei, how did you manage to calmly say such reproachful words…?
I remember, you seem to be sleeping soundly too, right?!
It’s fine, at least Xue Fei is busy now.
Belis is like a little accessory, clinging affectionately to Xue Fei’s back, while Xue Fei is taking heavy steps, circling around the only surviving snowman, observing it.
This snowman is more than two meters tall.
With a silly and irritating expression, looking at its foolish face, Xue Fei remembered a certain foolish god she recently encountered.
“It really gives a sense of déjà vu… the only difference is that the little shorty is not as tall as the snowman—short is short.”
——Doo.
“Huh? Xiya, Belis, did you hear any sound?”
“Sound?” Xiya closed her eyes, trying to determine the direction of the sound with the Light Family’s special ability, but shook her head in response, “What are you referring to, Xue Fei? The sounds of the army below the valley are too loud. Besides that, I didn’t hear anything unusual.”
“Um… Sister’s hair… smells so nice… cough cough! Don’t worry, if there really is a problem, we have the numbers, it will be easy to handle!”
“Well, it’s not that there’s a problem, maybe I heard wrong…? Uh, let go of me, don’t take the chance to grope around!”
When Belis clings, her little hands are always restless.
Swatting away Belis’s little thief hands that were gradually moving towards her worthless chest, she gently pushed her aside.
Xue Fei tiptoed and patted the snowman’s head, which still had its foolish expression.
The silver-haired doll turned its head left and right, confirming that there indeed wasn’t anything unusual around.
——And it became arrogant again!
“Ha! It seems that the shorty’s magic has completely run out this time. I said so! If she continues to annoy me, I’ll have to catch her, tie her to a tree, and see if she’ll still act up!”
——Doo.
“No way, that would be too generous. She should be tied to a fishing rod as bait for fishing, hahahaha, I think that’s very feasible, after all, she’s so small, she should easily fit on a fishing rod!”
——Doo doo.
“Ah… that felt good, that felt good. Just seeing her face makes me angry. Seriously, what kind of god adds trouble like a brat? To call her a brat is flattering her. I see she’s just a stubborn old fool…”
——Crash!!
Huh?!
“Xue Fei!”
“Sister?!”
The snowman exploded.
By common logic, an explosion would be caused by flames or magic, leading to a detonation.
But this snowman’s explosion had no magical enhancement.
It was literal.
Its foolish expression seemed to wrinkle before it self-destructed.
The unprepared silver-haired doll was buried under a wave of snow.
Standing firmly, she didn’t fall.
The snowman was gone, and Xue Fei turned into a snowman.
Her whole body was covered in snow, with only a pair of confused purple eyes blinking, and since she could blink, she blinked wildly to express her anger.
Seeing this, Xiya and Belis hurriedly dug through the snow piles to pull Xue Fei out.
“Woo woo, Sister, are you okay? I’m sorry I didn’t investigate properly; there was clearly no magical aura; how could it self-destruct!”
“Hurry, Xue Fei, wear this scarf so you don’t catch cold. Sigh… I told you long ago, don’t speak ill of others outside; you’ll face retribution.”
“It really is true.”
——It really is.
Xue Fei rarely agrees with what others say, as she is quite stubborn herself.
But this time, she had to admit that one should not speak recklessly.
Forget about people, even gods can explode if you anger them.
Xue Fei was pulled out of the snow, lying on the ground, wiping the snow from her face, rendered speechless.
No, there was one sentiment she wanted to express.
“Do you guys know?”
“I have never prayed to gods or done good deeds for a reason.”
“With the snowman gone, her retaliatory actions are over. Next, if that damned Aimeres doesn’t come to apologize, I’ll curse her every day…! Um!”
Xiya and Belis simultaneously reached out, hurriedly covering Xue Fei’s mouth.
This mouth.
So terrifying.
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“Hah, I’m so sleepy… Miss Shaya? Why do you look so unhappy?”
“It’s nothing, I’m just mentally giving a beating to a shorty right now.”
“What?! Why do you want to beat Miss Xial? Did she do something wrong?”
“You need to apologize to Xial.”
“Hmm?”
Livra, you’re still “hmm,” you’ve already linked the shorty to Xial in your heart; shouldn’t you apologize?
No? Livra knows that the shorty refers to Miss Shaya as well, but as the one speaking, she eliminated the possibility of being self-referential.
Xue Fei and the others traveled a bumpy road back to the transformed Hero’s carriage located in the central plains of the Demon Territory.
With the situation resolved, it was naturally time to go home.
Sitting in the carriage, Xue Fei used her visual penetration magic to look out at the wilderness beyond the carriage.
——On the left, the Second Legion’s flag was flying, strong and well-equipped.
——On the right, the Third Legion appeared slightly fatigued but still had great spirit.
With the carriage at the center, the two legions surrounded the carriage that Xue Fei and the others were in, displaying a majestic military presence across this wide plain.
Ailer had made a deal with the High-Level Races; thus, the demon forces stationed at the Northern Border would naturally be recalled.
Timani could tell just by the sounds of footsteps outside how large the combined scale of these two Demon King’s Armies was.
“This is too exaggerated… are they escorting us? Xue Fei, you’re quite impressive as a princess.”
“No, they are here to send you off.”
“Send… send me? That can’t be! I’m not a guest of the Demon Race; is it because I participated in breaking the [Heavenly Barrier] that…!”
“I was kidding, don’t take it seriously. They don’t even know who you are.”
“Wow, your character is really terrible!”
Xue Fei smiled wryly, resting her chin on her hands and leaning on Xiya’s shoulder to relax, not denying her own bad character.
Sigh, Fire Lizard, do you think I want those two legions to follow me back to the capital city?
Isn’t it my unfortunate father who said that after this rebellion incident, the two legions must be brought back to the capital city of Canbino for some reprimanding, selecting new legion commanders and reorganizing the army, which led to the current situation?
It looks like the army is escorting Xue Fei.
In reality, it’s Xue Fei “escorting” the army.
That said, even without supervision, the Third Legion wouldn’t cause trouble again. They were previously under the influence of mental magic; even if they wanted to cause trouble, the Second Legion would also keep them in check.
But sometimes.
The role of a key person is just like this.
After just experiencing this turmoil, both legions were utterly perplexed and disordered, needing the royal family to stabilize the situation.
They might still be unclear about what’s going on in the capital.
But with the royal family present, they could at least understand—this time, there isn’t a rebellious legion commander leading them to mutiny.
But rather, they’re firmly following the path laid out by the Demon Race, practicing the pride and glory of warriors.
Thus, with a clear path ahead, how could they not hold their heads high?
Both legions sparkled with vigor, following behind the carriage that the princess was in, escorting the captured leader of the rebellion, Murolov, in a prison carriage, right at the center of the double encirclement by the two legions.
From the emotionless eyes of this fallen noble, it could be seen—his once-great belief has likely died in his heart.
Meanwhile, the old chief military officer of the Third Legion, Bryant, was riding a horse, hastily following behind the princess’s carriage to report the situation; he wouldn’t let his horse pass beyond the wheels of the princess’s carriage.
Through the obstructing carriage curtains, Bryant’s laughter was immensely cheerful.
“Hahaha! This time, Your Highness came at just the right moment! If it weren’t for Your Highness saving the situation, who knows what kind of fate I and the Third Legion would have met! By the way, speaking of which, last night during that battle with the snowman, a mysterious silver-haired girl contributed quite a bit! Her swordsmanship was exceptional, undoubtedly a capable fighter; all kinds of rumors about her have spread throughout the legion! Your Highness, may I ask if you know who she is?”
Bryant would ask this because he hadn’t seen that powerful individual before.
Silver hair is a symbol of the Demon Royal Family, but not everyone with silver hair belongs to the Demon Royal Family.
As the chief officer of the legion, Bryant was someone who valued talent and admired the bravery of this warrior; he also wanted to let Princess Xue Fei know about this existence and, if possible, give a reward according to the army’s merit system, which is an honor the warrior deserves.
There was a moment of silence in the carriage before Xue Fei’s voice came through.
“I know, but I need to think about it.”
“Uh…?”
Don’t rush, I need to come up with an identity for this “Heroine of the Snowman.”
Xue Fei glanced at Xiya, who had returned to her golden-haired appearance, looking at her with a puzzled expression, and suddenly had an idea in her mind.
She mischievously smiled at Xiya and raised her voice to respond to Bryant outside the carriage.
“I know who you are talking about; you are referring to Xiya Hald, right?”
“Xiya… she is actually of royal blood?!”
“Yep, she is my distant cousin who has been lost in the world for many years. I found her myself and haven’t reported to Father King yet.”
“Please excuse my rudeness!” Bryant’s voice became noticeably more respectful, “I had no idea this hero was actually a member of the royal family… I was presumptuous! But lost in the world…?”
“Don’t ask what you shouldn’t.”
“Understood.”
Hearing this, Bryant quickly deduced that this new royal family member was likely in the carriage.
It wouldn’t be long before her existence would be announced to the world by Your Majesty, the Demon King.
To know about this significant matter in advance is indeed an honor.
There are quite a few royal family members from distant branches; although they cannot compare with the primary bloodline of the Demon King, the return of a long-lost royal is undoubtedly a grand event.
Specifically, Bryant shouldn’t ask, but this seasoned warrior was exceptionally curious about one thing.
Taking advantage of the excitement, he gathered his courage to ask.
“Princess Xiya’s strength… probably has five wings, right? I didn’t see her wings last night, but with that extraordinary combat ability, I’m afraid there’s no one among my soldiers who can rival her.”
“She probably does have five… five wings? Hmm, definitely.”
“Indeed!” Bryant was overjoyed; this loyal servant stationed at the border wished for the further development of the Demon Race, “At such a young age, she can reach this level; how fortunate we are in the Demon Race! No exaggeration, I judge Princess Xiya’s strength is enough to match Princess Belis’s genius! I believe with time, she will…!”
——Bang!!
Bryant froze.
Suddenly, there was a loud crashing sound from the carriage, like a fist smashing violently inside.
Even the horses pulling the carriage neighed in fright.
They realized they weren’t being hit, so they continued to pull the carriage with all their might.
Bryant swallowed hard, nervously inquiring,
“Your Highness…? Did I say something wrong?”
“You didn’t make a mistake.” Xue Fei’s voice suddenly turned tense, “You should step back for now; I’m aware of the situation.”
“Y-Yes, Your Highness!”
Bryant slowed down, returning to the military ranks.
He didn’t dare to inquire further.
He didn’t know what was going on, but he felt a killing intent seemed to be spreading inside the carriage!
Aren’t you supposed to be going back now?
Which pot doesn’t open and mention which pot? You can talk.
Inside the carriage, Xue Fei was sweating coldly, gently patting Belis’s head, calming this big cat that has fluffed up, murmuring comforting words.
“Be good… Xiya is just a tiny bit; how can she compete with you? Look how fierce you are, she’s just a little kitty.”
Look.
With this punch from Belis, she made a hole in the carriage floor; that’s what a promising future looks like.
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