"Sweetie, it's okay if I'm a little tired, I can't let you get tired," Jiang Si said, coaxing her like a child. "So be good, keep standing there and don't move, let's continue!"

She retracted the willow branch in her hand, and a blue ball of light condensed in her palm. Her fire-type ability had mutated; she could now summon lightning, specifically blue lightning, which caught her completely off guard.

However, the blue lightning didn't seem to have much effect on the person in front of her. Nevertheless, she still wanted to try again and strike the person in front of her with lightning to see what would happen.

The ball of light in his hand grew larger and larger, with blue lightning flashing around it.

Suddenly, a few mournful chirping sounds of insects broke the silence of the night.

Agares's golden vertical pupils darkened, and his body tensed up like a wild beast spotting its prey, assuming an offensive posture.

The lieutenants of the hunting legion's faces changed drastically. Before they could even jump down from the tree, the tree they were sitting on was kicked.

With a crack, the tree that the group of people had been surrounding snapped.

Fortunately, the lieutenants reacted quickly, bracing themselves on the ground with their hands, and even if they fell to the ground, they immediately got up.

Before they could even stand up straight, Agares, dressed in full uniform and exuding a chilling aura, leaped out from behind them and said, "Nine-thirty direction, there are Zerg, Zerg parasites. Catch them and kill them without mercy."

The familiar, unquestionable command made the thirty-odd men of the hunting legion instinctively stand at attention. They responded in unison, "Yes, sir!"

Then they headed towards 9:30.

Wei Chi remained where he was, looking at Prince Agares in front of him, and then at Prince Agares in front of Jiang Si.

Stunned, what's going on?

The idol has split up, one idol has split into two idols?

It's like planting fruit; you plant it in spring and harvest a basketful in autumn.

"Clang!"

Agares pulled a Tang sword from his spatial storage, the tip of which touched the ground. As he moved, it scraped through the withered branches and leaves, making a sound.

Jiang Si clenched her fingers, and the blue ball of light that had gathered in her hand instantly disappeared into her palm. She casually pointed at Agares, who had golden eyes, and asked him, who was walking towards her, "Your Highness, who is this thing? He just said I smelled good. I thought it was Your Highness's second personality."

Agares frowned, his eyes flashing with murderous intent as he looked at Agares with golden eyes.

Miss A Jiang did indeed have a pleasant herbal scent, even when she was marching with them and drenched in sweat, the herbal scent lingered on her.

"I'm your darling, my sweetheart." Agares, with his golden eyes, stared at Jiang Si and questioned her frantically, "You were just calling me darling, how come you don't recognize me now?"

"I call you 'baby' precisely because I don't know you," Jiang Si said with a smile. "If we knew each other, I'd call you Your Highness. So, Your Highness, what exactly is that?"

Agares slowly raised the hand holding the Tang sword, the tip of the blade pointing at Agares, whose golden eyes had vertical pupils: "What is this thing? This is no ordinary thing, this is His Highness He Yan, the Crown Prince of the Zerg."

The Zerg Crown Prince? These days, even crown princes can just show up and start fights with people?

This crown prince is taking his position far too casually.

But no matter how casual he is, it's still her prince who's the best. His prince never uses a single swear word when he curses, which is so cute that Jiang Si blurted out in shock, "He looks exactly like you. Do you have Zerg genes?"

Agares frowned, his face tense, and solemnly explained, "No, due to different racial attributes and reproductive isolation, they cannot produce offspring."

Seeing that Jiang Si ignored him, He Yan opened his arms, his upper body covered in blood, and said to Jiang Si, "Little cutie, don't look at him, look at me, hug me!"

"You're courting death!" Agares shouted, thrusting his Tang sword at He Yan.

With a loud clang.

Jiang Si stood in front of He Yan, using the willow branch in her hand to block the Tang sword that Agares was thrusting at her.

In an instant, Yan Liu split in two; one part burrowed into the ground, knocked Wei Chi unconscious, and wrapped him up to the side.

Agares looked at Yan Liu, who was blocking his way, and said in a hoarse voice, "You..."

Jiang Si smiled at him: "Your Highness, he is mine. Don't move, just stand there and watch."

In He Yan's golden eyes, excitement, joy, and madness intertwined like the thickest net, trying to trap Jiang Si within it: "Yes, Agares, I am hers, I belong to her alone, you cannot touch me."

Agares's brows furrowed. The young lady before him, Ajahn, gleamed with a sharp light, unyielding, making the situation increasingly difficult. He asked uncertainly, "Are you sure?"

Jiang Si smiled brightly: "Of course I'm sure. He hugged me, said I smelled nice, even wanted to bite me, and said he was willing to let me lie in his arms."

“I can lie here as long as I want, and I’m all alone, so he’s mine now, and you can’t touch him.”

He Yan stood there, his face exposed.

How could you utter such shameless words?

Agares' dark eyes instantly turned as deep as night. He stared at Jiang Si for a moment and reminded her, "Different races mean different lifestyles. You also have a husband you just registered with, who is waiting for you in the Hunting Legion."

Jiang Si listened to his reminder.

I almost burst out laughing.

What kind of adorable, cheap husband is he?

Fearing that she might do something rash and run off to the Zerg with He Yan, he solemnly reminded her that different races have different values.

Reproductive isolation, and her husband is still waiting for her?

His straight-man-like earnestness is so adorable, it's heart-wrenchingly cute.

"I do have a husband I just registered with, but I told Your Highness that he regrets getting married just like Your Highness. He's been thinking about divorcing me every day while your legion is on leave," Jiang Si couldn't help but complain to her cheap husband. It's all this straight man's fault for always talking about divorce.

If he didn't keep threatening divorce, wouldn't it be great if we could hug and lift each other up high, which would be both sweet and allow us to fight bad guys together?

Agareth narrowed his dark eyes and stared at Jiang Si.

Jiang Si felt uncomfortable under his gaze. She pondered her words and realized there was no flaw in them. He shouldn't be able to guess that she was his wife.

"Alright, Your Highness, may I borrow your sword for a moment?" Jiang Sisui turned the sword around and reached out along the back of the Tang sword to touch the hilt, just in time to touch Agares's hand.

Agares' fingertips trembled, and he released his grip, quickly standing aside with his hands behind his back. His sharp eyes stared at Jiang Siheyan, and his powerful mental energy spread out.

Jiang Si weighed the knife in her hand and turned her body.

He Yan's fervent and crazed eyes remained undiminished. He took a deep sniff of the air, seemingly oblivious to the knife in Jiang Si's hand, and opened his arms to embrace her: "I love your warmth, I love your scent, hold me!"