The girl in front of me was dressed in black casual clothes and flat shoes for easy movement. She stood there, her golden eyes gradually turning light brown, exuding a cool and noble aura.
The longsword in her hand gleamed, and spirit butterflies, seemingly appearing out of nowhere, swirled around her, as if drawn to the divine aura emanating from her.
She was like a god of death.
Expressionless, cold and indifferent.
She turned to face her people, who were locked in cages.
"I'm here, you can go home now."
The girl's voice fell steadily.
In that instant, everyone in the cage felt a warm current soaking into their hearts.
How long have they been here?
They don't know.
All they knew was that they had witnessed far too many tragic scenes that shattered the tenderness in their hearts.
The neighbors who usually shared the joys and sorrows of life had their bodies ulcerated, swollen, and eventually broken open.
Beautiful girls, whose faces they usually take great care of, are decaying and melting away.
I heard them let out the hoarseest, weakest cries.
They firmly believed that this was their fate.
They witnessed too much despair in the darkness.
They prayed to the gods countless times, but the gods never answered their prayers.
But at this moment.
They saw the long-lost light, warm and faint.
She told them.
They can go home now.
That instant.
They could no longer control their suppressed emotions.
She is their queen, their young lady!
She came to take them home!
Tears overwhelmed reason, sliding down her cheeks and dripping onto the ground.
"Thank you for your kindness, Miss!"
"Thank you for your kindness, Miss!"
"Thank you for your kindness, Miss!"
The voices of the crowd echoed in the basement, continuous and powerful.
If the gods do not respond.
Then we await the new light.
Quan Ji could feel the faith and gratitude her people had for her. Others couldn't see it, but she could see a small, light golden ball emerging from each person's chest, flying to her body and merging into it.
Her power is increasing.
This is the power of faith, the most steadfast force in winning people's hearts.
Quan Ji felt that it was all worth it.
She walked up to the cage, cleaved it in two with a single sword stroke, and the people inside poured out, knelt around Quan Ji, and bowed reverently.
An old man stood up and bowed respectfully.
"Your presence in person, Miss, is the most correct choice for the Holy Glory Empire. We are deeply grateful and wish that glory may be with you."
Everyone spoke in unison:
"May glory be with you."
They treated Princess Quan like a goddess, with piety and reverence.
However, Quan Ji is not a god; she is just an ordinary, mortal person.
She bowed and returned the gesture:
“I am with you.”
In that instant, everyone felt a surge of heat before their eyes, and tears streamed down their faces uncontrollably.
yes.
Princess Kwon is neither a god nor a monarch.
But she was truly with them, offering them salvation.
Given Princess Quan's character, what else can the people, besides gratitude, feel?
Quan Ji said again, "Go home. Tomorrow I will prepare an antidote for you at Fengyuan Square to eliminate the poisonous Gu."
Everyone was taken aback.
Poison-extinguishing Gu?
This is a cursed poison from the gods!
They had never heard of a divine curse being broken so easily.
No... if it were Princess Quan, then it might be different.
She's someone who can kill gods!
Tears streamed down everyone's faces: "Miss Xie!"
Quan Ji suddenly thought of something and turned her gaze to the crowd.
Is Le Jia's mother here?
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