Chapter 64 Chapter 64 Her eyebrows are like jade, and her cheeks are shimmering with stars...
The scales are connected to the body, controlled by the three-headed dog's thoughts. When Errol was severely injured by the spiritual energy in the Capet family's basement, his scales didn't break, but now they're cracked like this...
——It was An Wei who reminded her.
Remind her not to go there.
All sorts of thoughts flashed through my mind, but in reality, only three or two seconds passed.
Without even having the time to think about making up a suitable excuse, Lin Miao ran towards the gathering place of horses prepared for the knights.
"Seventh...Seventh Prince's Consort?!"
The guards standing by the horses were stunned when they saw the kingdom's much-anticipated new princess running straight towards a white horse.
When he came to his senses and was about to stop him, Lin Miao raised her hand to block it with a strong and decisive force. The moment the guard staggered back half a step, she took a deep breath and turned around. She pressed her left foot on the stirrup, leaped up, and stepped out with her right leg, landing steadily on the saddle.
The series of actions were so fast that the servants were caught off guard. She suddenly kicked the horse's belly and galloped towards the inner field of the forest without looking back.
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In Lin Miao's beautiful imagination, she should be riding a horse leisurely through the forest when she receives the good news from An Wei, and after getting the information she wants, she will welcome the warm body of His Majesty the King.
Instead of worrying about her dog's condition, she rode the horse she mounted the second time at a warrior's pace, crossing several bushes and even making a thrilling leap over a river, feeling that she was about to become a corpse.
Lin Feng blew her long braid into a mess, soaking it with sweat and sticking it to her forehead. Her palms were rubbed raw. Until she approached the sign separating the inner and outer courts, Lin Miao didn't see any animals, not even a hare.
The grass and bushes behind the sign were marked with a group of obvious horse hoof prints, which were quite orderly. It was obvious that everything was still according to their plan when they first entered the inner field.
Lin Miao waved the whip, the white horse neighed, and continued to run along the hoof prints.
After about three or two minutes, Lin Miao finally saw a figure—under the tree in front, a number of guards in yellow and white armor were lying in a mess. Their clothes were slightly disheveled but not bloodstained, and their faces looked normal, though they had been knocked unconscious.
...She and An Wei agreed that it must be the devil who did it.
Lin Miao frowned as she passed by them and saw the Fourth Prince at the end of the crowd with his eyes closed and a bloody scratch on his left cheek.
"Alwen!" She jumped off the horse, walked quickly forward, and felt his carotid artery with her fingertips.
Her pulse was weak but steady, and her chest rose and fell slightly. After confirming that the king she had chosen for the mortal world was merely unconscious, Lin Miao breathed a sigh of relief.
The eldest prince and the king not far away were obviously not so lucky. Although they were still alive, their faces and bodies were covered with scars so deep that the bones could be seen, and blood was stained.
With the caster seriously injured, the backlash from the life-stealing and possession spells now multiplied on the king.
Besides those horrific scars, his youthful and handsome appearance had completely vanished. His hair had turned completely white, his eye sockets had sunken into two black holes, and the skin exposed outside his clothes was as loose as wrinkled paper. His entire body was filled with the smell of decay.
Is this the human king who stole the lives of his relatives and survived for hundreds of years by using evil magic?
...That's all.
The wound across the skinny neck was emitting An Wei's black magic, with the intention of killing with one blow, but it ended halfway, as if it was cut off by someone with magic.
It seems that her demon has obtained enough information, Lin Miao thought calmly.
Since he was stopped, it was up to her to complete their plan.
The sapphire dagger was held in her palm. Lin Miao's hand was very steady. She aimed the tip of the blade at the wound and was about to pierce it -
A dart condensed from silver-white spiritual power was thrown towards the blade. At the moment when it was about to knock her dagger away, Lin Miao quickly flipped her wrist and the dagger was thrown back into the storage ring.
She raised her eyebrows slightly and turned to look.
Ten steps away from her, standing on the grass, was a tall and thin figure wrapped in a white robe from head to toe, with a pure white mask on his face.
"Ah, isn't this the witness for my wedding to His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince?" Lin Miao chuckled softly. "Why is your Excellency the Envoy coming to the Royal Hunting Grounds instead of praying to your God at the Bright Association?"
"As a king, you must not kill without reason."
The white-robed messenger said calmly, as if he was objectively stating an unchangeable truth.
Lin Miao's smile widened. "Wan, killing? May I ask, envoy, what does the word 'wanton' mean?"
Without waiting for his reply, she spoke with a savage tone, "The so-called Human King uses hellish sorcery to suck out vital energy, kill blood relatives, rob people of their lifespans, and forcibly prolong their lives, grossly violating morality. He uses the breath of light to subdue harmful souls, suppress evil thoughts, defy fate, and live for a hundred years—"
"How can it be considered as reckless if I kill him?"
The white-robed figure paused for a moment before speaking coldly, "Evil deeds will always be judged, but humans cannot judge on their behalf. Doing the unacceptable is 'reckless.'"
“Who will judge and decide?”
Lin Miao took a step closer to him, his eyes cold, "Is this your god, Messenger? The great, supreme god of light is certainly qualified to judge the king's sins - but where has he been for the past hundred years?!"
"Seeing the King of Kretz using sorcery, violating moral principles, and committing countless evil deeds; seeing the royal mausoleum reduced to a prison that suppresses the souls of the victims and breeds countless evil thoughts, where is He?!"
"Mr. Messenger," Lin Miao opened his mouth slowly, "Oh no, I should say, Archangel——"
"Lord Gabriel."
She raised her eyes and looked directly at his mask, as if she could see his light blue, indifferent eyes through the mask.
"Where is your god, the justice you always thought you would get?"
“…”
"You recognized me a long time ago." The last trace of the turbid sound disappeared, and the clear and empty voice lingered in her ears.
Gabriel took off his mask, and his beauty filled with divinity and holiness was revealed in Lin Miao's eyes. His eyebrows were like jade and his cheeks were shimmering with stars, which made people feel ashamed of themselves.
Lin Miao suddenly lost the desire to question.
Even if she used the power of words, could she change an angel's deeply rooted beliefs since birth with just a few words?
It's not like she doesn't know how stubborn the gods' followers are.
Lin Miao said gloomily, "It wasn't at the wedding, but your voice and the way you said it were so recognizable."
So far, she had only seen this kind of arrogant, dogmatic, and implicitly contemptuous attitude towards humans in him.
"Where's Lord Anwei?"
“…” Gabriel’s eyes, as clear as lake water, looked at her quietly without saying a word.
Activate Skill——"Words Come True"
Lin Miao emphasized his tone: "I want you to tell me about Lord An Wei's situation and whereabouts."
Gabriel: "Not dead. In the woods."
This is probably the maximum effect of the Word Spirit skill on angels at present, and Lin Miao is not demanding.
"I won't kill the king, so please let us go." She lowered her eyes. "You should know that since we came to the human world, we have never killed a good person."
"What if I don't respond?"
"I can't beat you, but that doesn't mean I can't trap you for a while." Lin Miao said, opening the panel in his mind. "If you don't agree, I will kill him and take Lord An Wei back to the Styx Realm."
Gabriel was silent for a moment, then whispered, "Ms. Lin, have you chosen hell?"
Lin Miao had never expected that the archangel would ask her such an almost idiotic question. She looked up suddenly and saw a flash of confusion on that sacred and inviolable face, which she couldn't help but find very funny.
"…Is there any reason for me not to choose hell?"
"..." The angel opened his mouth, as if he was about to give some convincing reasons.
Yet his final words were pale and powerless: "What the three-headed dog can give you, heaven can also give you."
A cliché from the modern internet suddenly popped up in Lin Miao’s mind - leave him for you?
"You have no idea what I want." She smiled politely, her eyes rarely filled with annoyance when faced with beauty. "I'll take that as your consent. Goodbye."
It’s better not to see you again.
She brushed past Gabriel, and the Archangel's fingers trembled slightly, as if he would hook Lin Miao's fingertips in the next second;
But until Lin Miao's figure disappeared in the shade of the trees, he just stood there silently without looking back.
"It's really useless."
A female voice with a mocking smile sounded in the woods. The owner of the voice probably witnessed the whole process and expressed her ridicule to the archangel directly.
"You have a pretty face, but I don't expect you to accomplish anything, but you can't even make her look at you..."
"It's really beyond my imagination."
A strong wind blew, and a strand of silver hair fell, covering the fluttering of the archangel's eyelashes.
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Lin Miao quickly found her dog near the core of the forest.
The demon leaned against the mottled tree trunk, his eyes tightly closed, his handsome face twisted in pain, blood foam oozing from the corners of his lips.
The silver-white light surrounding his body was like a sharp sword net, penetrating into his flesh inch by inch, fighting fiercely with the surging black devil's aura, causing a suppressed groan of pain to escape from the throat of the already unconscious demon.
Lin Miao could almost imagine how Gabriel would appear from behind the devil when he got the result of the interrogation and was about to take action, how he would use his spiritual power to intercept his movements, and how he would rely on his natural advantages in the human world to beat him like this.
Lin Miao reflected deeply on herself, thinking she'd been too gentle in her scolding just now. Her heart felt like it was being forced into lemonade, the sour taste seeping up through her veins, wrapping tightly around her throat and making even the tip of her nose tingle.
The three-headed dog seemed to be constantly injured.
In dreams and in reality.
When I was a child and when I grew up, I spent a lot of time with her.
...If only she could draw a skill that heals light damage.
Lin Miao gently hugged An Wei. Her arms were stained red by the blood from his back. It was wet and slippery and not very comfortable.
She no longer thought about how to resolve the mess or whether Gabriel would hunt them endlessly.
After taking out the voice mirror and briefly explaining the situation to Cecia, Lin Miao hugged An Wei and activated the "Phantom Shift" skill.
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