Chapter 904: Demi King

  Hearing the word "Rejuvenation", "Mishali"'s eyes were full of irony, as if she saw another poor worm who was dreaming of the Spring and Autumn Period.
  Of course, she is not qualified to laugh at each other, because the first poor creature is herself.
"I don't know which force you sent, but persuade your leaders to give up this unrealistic idea. You don't really think that the empire has lost hundreds of thousands of elite troops. You can take advantage of the situation, right? I don’t know how strong the empire is..."
   "Is Miss Mishali scared?"
  Luo Jie looked back at the long-legged princess with the Victoria's Secret figure with the same look. The familiar look made "Mishali" feel uncomfortable, and she subconsciously moved her gaze away.
   "I... just don't want to see the tragic death of the people."
  "But more terrible than death, it is hopelessly slowly decayed in a dark corner... After living on the black street for ten years, Miss Mishali should be very clear about what a terrible feeling it is."
  Luo Jie's words are like a knife, and every sentence is extremely accurate and penetrates the wound that has never healed in "Mishali"'s heart.
"Then what do you want me to do? You think I don't want to take the tribe to fight to the death, even if I can't restore the country, even if I can leave a small tribe for the flying children to fly freely... My people and I who can’t fly, and even this emperor can’t even go out, are there any qualifications to mention the word
recovery
again?!"
  "Mishali" yelled hysterically, as if to vent all the pressure of the past ten years.
   Fortunately, this room is a high-class room that depicts a silent array and protects the absolute privacy of the guests. Otherwise, with the high-pitched voice of the Wingman princess, I am afraid that the Imperial City Guards are already squatting outside to break the door and check the water meter.
  For a long time, "Mishali" slowly loosened her grip on Luo Jie's collar, and she knelt down on the ground weakly, like an empty shell whose soul had been taken away.
   "What if—I can make you and your people fly again?"
  "Mishali"'s distracted gaze shrank sharply, and she looked up at the face of the black-haired man standing in front of her.
"This...impossible! Ten years ago, the empire did not simply break our wings, but also used drugs to make our back muscles atrophy and necrosis. Even the holy healing technique used by the high priest of the empire could not cure this irreversibility. Damage!"
  Luo Jie suddenly laughed, and his eyes on "Mishali" became more and more interesting.
   "Miss Mishali, I have been waiting for you to find out, but you never seem to notice-your wings can already fly."
   "Hey?...Hey!"
  "Mishali" reflexively slapped the pair of snow-white wings, a long-lost feeling of floating came from behind, and his head hit the ceiling uncontrollably.
  Dizzy, she lost her balance and fell from the air. The arm waving in a panic was grabbed by someone, and then the tall and slender body fell into a firm and powerful arm.
  The true princess hug.
   "I... I really fly again!"
The uncontrollable joy made "Mishali" completely forget her shyness. She held Luo Jie's neck tightly and cried and laughed. Those pure white wings continued to stir up chaotic winds, blowing the light debris in the house. Staggered and rolled around.
   "It's true, I'm not dreaming!-How did you do it?"
  Luo Jie pretends to be a mysterious smile.
  Under normal circumstances, there is really no spell that can heal this kind of old wounds of more than ten years. Even if there is, it must be a super-healing spell with quality above S rank.
  But Luo Jie has a special skill that is better than healing spells—[Beast Magic·Guide Breath].
  This skill itself does not have any healing effect. Its only function is to transfer all injuries or negative states on the healing target to the user.
  For players who do not have a strong self-healing physique and abnormal resistance, this [Beast Magic·Guide] is a proper suicide skill, even if it can be carried down by the self-healing physique, it will still be half-life.
   But with the cooperation of Luo Jie's [Danimate] bloodline, this C gold skill has been played into a BUG skill comparable to EX grade.
  It can be said that as long as it is not dead, no matter whether it is a missing leg or a cancerous sheep’s tail, there will be no incurable injuries or diseases.
  Healing a pair of wings that cannot fly is naturally not a difficult task.
  After a brief period of excitement, "Mishali" seemed to suddenly remember something, and her eyes were gloomy again.
"Cure the kindness of the wings, I will return you... But it is still meaningless. The Imperial Capital strictly enforces the ban on air. As long as any flying race rises above the height of the second floor, it will immediately be attacked by the patrol dragon. Knight's kill."
  So that's it.
  It’s no wonder that I saw so many Hobbits in the city before. Luo Jie thought it might have evolved like the Ostrich Dodo.
  This is very difficult.
If there is only "Mishali" alone, Luo Jie can take her out, and at the speed of those subspecies of flying dragons domesticated by the empire, it is impossible to catch up with the full-speed flying [Cunning Doll·Lucifer·One Style] .
  But with the temperament of this winged human princess, she would certainly not abandon those tribes who had supported her with their bodies for ten years to escape alone.
   And from the overall point of view, these hobbits and winged prostitutes were originally high-level noble women in their respective races. If they can be rescued together, the integration of these flying demihumans will inevitably be twice the result with half the effort.
  "What if you leave the city through normal channels?" Luo Jie asked.
"Impossible." "Mishali" shook his head. "We are not ordinary prostitutes. We are restricted to live near the black street. The soldiers guarding the city are regular visitors to the black street, knowing every one of us. Clan people, if they find that we want to escape from the imperial capital, we will immediately be encircled and suppressed by the city guard... and the characteristics of our flying demihumans are so obvious that even disguise can't hide our wings."
  Luo Jie pinched his chin and thought for a long time.
   "Gather your people in secret, heal the wings first, and remember not to publicize it... As for the escape from the imperial capital, I will find a way."
   "Hmm." "Mishali" nodded, took a deep breath, and suddenly asked, "Mr., can I ask you a question?"
"Speaking."
   "You have done so many things for me and my people, it can't be unconditional, right?"
  There is no free lunch in this world, and it is impossible for the other party to help them without asking for any return. "Mishali" is already mentally prepared to pay the equivalent, or even more.
"It's very simple." Luo Jie didn't go in circles with "Mishali". He raised and said: "First, after escaping from the imperial capital, I want you to be a former princess and summon all those who intend to restore the country. The flying demihuman; second, I will marry you and become my second queen."
   "Marry... marry me?"
   "Mishali" subconsciously cheeks flushed, UU reading www.uukanshu.com then fully reacted, suddenly widening her eyes and looking at Luo Jie in disbelief.
   "Wait, you... did you just say the queen? Who are you?"
  Luo Jie smiled and took a half step back. The very gentleman held up "Mishali"'s right hand, lowered his head and kissed gently on the smooth and delicate back of his hand.
  "I’m sorry that I haven’t introduced myself. My name is Nightmare. I am currently the king of the headhunting rabbit clan in the northern snowfields. Of course, I don’t like the current title. I hope I can change it to the king of demihumans in the future.

  　 The last chapter was sealed inexplicably, and I was not in a good mood. Let’s update these today. I will check where the mine stepped on in the last chapter. Alas, how does the review of the novel now resemble the girlfriend’s tantrums—"I was wrong." "What did you say was wrong?" "I don't know?" "Think to me, what do you think is wrong?" "I know, I was wrong in XX." "No, I think about it!"
  　　
  　
  (End of this chapter)