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Putting personality aside, Yashutia's body is actually very attractive. I wonder what it will be like when we actually develop a relationship.
He was just about to gently withdraw his hand from under Silver's head when he realized that she had already opened her eyes groggily and was staring at him.
"Oh, did I wake you? I'm sorry," Latis said softly, turning to pull her head into his arms and stroking it.
"It's okay, I'm just a light sleeper..."
Yin Xiuer lowered her head shyly, rubbed her face, and then returned to her previous position, quietly asking:
"Are you going out to get busy again, darling?"
"Hey, what did you call me?" Radist's eyes lit up immediately, and he leaned close to Silver Hugh's face, quickly saying:
"Say it again! Say it again!"
"W-what's wrong..." Yin Xiu'er's cheeks flushed instantly. She wanted to brush it off, but thinking that this made Latis so happy, she could only helplessly raise her face, kiss Latis's chin, and whisper:
"Honey."
"Good, good, good, good, good..." Latis was speechless for a moment. He grinned, feeling his heart pounding even with his powerful body regulation.
Perhaps her body also felt that savoring every bit of excitement in this joy was good for her, or perhaps this excitement of being immersed in love was a super positive buff. In any case, Latis simply couldn't resist the scene of hearing the person she loved spontaneously express her affection.
The soft morning light shone on Silver Xiuer's cheeks, like a layer of light snowflakes. He subconsciously stroked her fair and smooth face, and looking at her long eyelashes that trembled gently under his touch, he seemed to suddenly feel something and lowered his head to kiss her soft lips.
"Eh?"
Silvers was startled and quickly opened his eyes, only to find that Latis was already laughing and getting up.
Her face flushed slightly as she touched her lips, instinctively covering her face. Amidst her rapid breathing, she murmured, seemingly still savoring the moment:
"So annoying..."
Latis jumped out of bed, glanced at Yashutia who was sleeping soundly with her nightgown rolled up to her waist, and couldn't help but laugh. Helplessly, he went over to her, straightened her nightgown, and covered her with the blanket.
Before leaving, Latis thought he couldn't neglect one thing for another, so he bent down and intended to kiss Yashutia as well.
Unexpectedly, this guy, half asleep, unconsciously reached out and started rubbing his face. Latis, feeling this hand gesture as if he were assessing the thickness of a material, grabbed her hand speechlessly and took a bite out of the flesh on her arm.
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Artemis rubbed her eyes, glanced at the astronomical calendar clock by her bedside, and after confirming that it was just past seven o'clock, she yawned and got out of bed.
Because she had already made plans to open the academy, she was under a lot of pressure lately. Even if it was just a temporary pilot program, she wanted to make more scrolls to save money and plan for the development of the mage territory.
The originally unassuming elf is almost turning into a whirlwind king.
However, this seemingly increasingly strong sense of humanity made Ateliers feel good. Perhaps she had longed for such a spirited life ever since Latis smashed the cage, stood on the red dragon, and reached out to her.
Of course, only those with Latis count.
"I wonder when my brother will arrive..."
She opened the wardrobe, her face slightly flushed, and pulled out the various styles of clothing, taking down a hooded coat.
However, after closing the wardrobe, she hesitated for a moment and then put the clothes she had prepared to wear in private for Latis into the interdimensional gap.
You never know when it might come in handy...
The weather has turned cooler, so the half-elf's inner layer is also thicker. In addition to the usual camisole, she has also added a silver-knitted sweater.
The stockings were also changed to a thicker style, which increased their weight. To prevent them from slipping down, the half-elf fastened a leather belt around her waist to tighten the straps that held the stockings in place.
After getting dressed, Artemis let out a slow breath, patted her cheeks to cheer herself up, and walked out the door.
"I wonder where my older brother is..."
She had barely uttered a word when a sudden, intuitive feeling made her instinctively look up at the tall trees of the Mage's Lodge.
At the top of the tree, Latis, dressed in a mage's robe, grinned and waved to her.
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"Hey bro, aren't we going to rent Ryoma?"
Artemis, holding Latis's hand, looked curiously at the inn they had just passed and asked:
"Or should we teleport to another city first, and then head to our destination?"
You'll find out soon enough!
Latis chuckled, rubbing the ring he'd just retrieved from Orianna, and waved to a newsboy nearby, calling out, "Hey kid, get me a daily newspaper!"
"Alright, Your Excellency, Master."
The newsboy came running up, rubbing his hands in the morning chill, and took out the latest edition of the London Daily from his satchel.
"Here, keep the change." Latis took out five silver coins, slapped them into the newsboy's hand, and took the newspaper from him.
"Thank you! Kind person, you gave birth to five babies!" The newsboy sincerely wished them well, then stepped back two steps and stood by the roadside to wait for the next customer.
"Thank you for your kind words, kid." Latis laughed and nodded.
"What is this kid saying!" Ateliers glanced at the newsboy with the crystal pendant hanging from his nose, couldn't help but pinch Latis's waist, and whispered reproachfully, "And what are you saying now, you naughty big brother!"
"Hey, it's all about manners! Mages aren't about fighting and killing, it's about human relationships..." Latis rubbed the half-elf's head, unfolded the newspaper, and began reading the news.
The price of the London Daily was very high, with a regular daily newspaper costing two silver coins and an urgent one costing three silver coins. It was far beyond the reach of ordinary people, so most apprentices could only listen to the newspaper being read aloud or buy one copy together in groups of a dozen or so.
However, the mages didn't think this price was too bad. After all, the raw material for newspapers was also magic scrolls, which were not cheap to begin with. Moreover, sometimes magic runes were hand-carved on the newspapers to create 3D illusionary images. Overall, the price was only two silver coins.
I heard the Floating Island Express is going to be even more expensive... I wonder what it actually looks like...
Latis shook his head and looked down at the masthead of the daily newspaper.
"Shocking! A giant bull sneaks into the Black Forest at night; this man is over a kilometer long?"
"?"
Latis stared wide-eyed, mouth agape, and froze on the spot. His hand loosened, and the newspaper fluttered down.
"Hey! The newspaper fell!" Arterifus quickly reached out and caught the newspaper, glancing curiously at Latis's expression before unfolding it and looking at the bold, multi-marked front page.
"The king from antiquity has been resurrected; his name is Titania."
"In the beginning there was chaos, and the king's ox was walking in the forest."
"The king said, 'Let there be light,' and there was light. The king saw that the light was good, so he used oxen to separate the light from the darkness and laid them across the horizon. Above the light was light, and below the darkness."
"This is what is meant by 'one ox created heaven and earth, and day and night became distinct'..."
The text also included a photo taken at night of the Titan Palace, showing a person standing on the top of the palace. Even though the person was wearing a mask and armor, Artemis recognized him at a glance.
"...?"
Artemis's pupils dilated in shock, her mouth gaped open, and she froze on the spot for a moment.
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A few minutes later, Latis turned around, glanced at the half-elf who seemed to be under a petrification spell, and immediately put on a tense expression. He quickly took the newspaper back from her, folded it, and stuffed it into his pocket.
The half-elf's ears twitched, and she gradually regained her senses. She and Latis exchanged a glance, their expressions becoming increasingly strange. They looked like they wanted to laugh, but it wouldn't be appropriate to do so to save face for their lover.
So she grabbed Latis's hand tightly, pressed her head against his chest, and desperately tried to suppress her laughter, her shoulders trembling slightly.
"Ugh……"
Latis sighed deeply, looked down at the half-elf who was trembling even more violently at the sound of his sigh, and helplessly stroked her head.
Damn it, those reporters, I hope he doesn't catch them again.
"Hey, newsboy, give me a daily newspaper."
As early morning dawned and Londia began to bustle, Latis heard the newsboy behind him talking to a customer. At first, he didn't react, but then the sound of turning the pages of a newspaper filled the air. Latis's heart skipped a beat, and sure enough, a thunderous roar suddenly came from behind him:
"Holy crap?! What's a 1,000-meter-tall giant bull? And what is the Bull Demon Palace?!"
Upon hearing this exclamation, Artemis could no longer contain herself. She quickly hugged Latis's waist to cover her laughter, but the soft laughter still inevitably leaked out from the gaps in her clothes.
"Damn it, I can't stay here anymore!"
Latis felt a chill run down his spine. He grabbed Atelier and, ignoring everyone around him, transformed into a dragon with a boom and soared into the sky, fleeing into the distance as if escaping.
Amidst the astonished gazes of passersby, the half-elf's joyful laughter drifted lightly down from the sky.
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Around noon, Latis finally flew to the area where the rumored ruins of Herod had been discovered.
Coincidentally, this place is the border between Dragonhorn Territory and Forest Sea Territory. However, when they passed through before, they did not stray far from the trade route into the wilderness, so they did not hear the rumors about this remote rural area.
They walked along the boundary line towards the deep pit of the floating island, and surprisingly found many carriage tracks in this originally deserted place.
After using his keen senses to discern the depth and shape of the wheel tracks, Latis guessed that a considerable number of them should belong to the floating island families, since the entrance to the floating islands was located in Dragonhorn Territory, very close to this place.
Rumors about the Herod Ruins have been circulating for over a week, and it's likely that quite a few forces are already roaming the area.
The two put on their hoods and slowly walked toward the village in the wilderness not far away.
According to records on the map of the Kingdom of Norard, this village stretches for more than ten kilometers from the border into the interior of the Forest Sea Territory, with more than a hundred households living scattered around. Therefore, there is no village self-identity, and outsiders simply call this settlement Qingjin Village.
"Who are you!"
Suddenly, a fierce shout came from behind, followed by more than ten dragon horses galloping up and surrounding Latis and his companion. The leader of the horses lashed out with his whip, pointed at Latis, and demanded sharply:
"The Nuri family is taking over this area today. No unauthorized personnel are allowed to approach Qingjin Village!"
Chapter 367 Reencounter with Sin Nuri
"The Nuri family?"
Latis stroked his chin. Although he had never heard of the name before, it looked like an insect from a family of lower-level floating islands. It certainly posed no threat to him. However, he had just been thinking about how to find an unlucky guy to ask about the situation around here, but unexpectedly, the unlucky guy delivered himself to his doorstep.
Thank nature for its gifts.
He squeezed the half-elf's hand, indicating that he should negotiate, then stepped forward, crossed his arms, and asked:
"And who are you? Takeover? I have never heard of any family other than the Queen daring to openly claim the word 'takeover' on the territory of the Kingdom of Norard."
"Queen……"
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