Detective Kang De

In full view of everyone.

Hugging and cuddling.

"..."

"..."

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet.

With a clang, a brave and loyal swordsman, so engrossed in his reverie, dropped his greatsword, the Sogrus, to the ground.

The elven minister who had spoken out against Kang De was first taken aback, then his face turned bright red.

"Your Majesty!" he cried out in anguish, "Please have some dignity!"

The Phoenix King, still embracing Kang De, said calmly, "What impolite words! How dare you speak ill of your king?"

"Don't forget!" the elf pointed at Kang De and said sternly, "This human's hands are stained with the blood of elven soldiers. Your loyal soldiers left their homeland, obeyed orders, fought valiantly in a foreign land, and died at this man's hands, never to see their families again—and here you are embracing him!"

These words were extremely impolite, yet they were spoken from a moral high ground.

Kang De's expression darkened.

The Phoenix King said, "What does Lord Oliverjia think I should do? For the sake of the fallen soldiers, should I resolve to fight Goth to the end, preferably start the war now, and then let the true Forbidden Spell descend from the sky, causing all of you present to die in vain, and even drag the flames of war into the sacred Twilight Moon —is that what you think?"

Oliverjia, caught off guard, stubbornly insisted, "At least you shouldn't treat him like that..."

"What do you mean, 'so'? As the Elven Queen, I maintain good relations with the world's only Grand Forbidden Spell Spellcaster, ensuring that valiant warriors do not sacrifice themselves in vain. From a national perspective, what's wrong with that? As for personal matters, what right do you have to interfere with your queen's affairs?"

Her gaze was sharp as a sword, Phoenix Fire flickered in her eyes, exuding an astonishing pressure.

"And the Goth-Moon War was a war between nations. The enemy killed our soldiers, and we killed countless Goth soldiers—by swords, by magic, by Forbidden Spell. It was essentially the same: battlefield carnage, honorable and just. We elves are not sore losers!"

She said coldly, "Compared to that, Lord Oliverjia, I will remember the sacrifices and dedication of the brave soldiers, and I will never let their sacrifices be in vain. However, the ones who need to be held accountable are not the powerful enemies who fought bravely on the front lines and killed the Twilight Moon Warriors, but the politicians and conspirators who pushed innocent soldiers onto the battlefield and profited from it. I will hold them accountable—do you think there's anything wrong with what I'm saying?"

The other party was speechless for a moment and could only bow.

"Attention all units, gradually disengage your defensive posture. Ranger units will conduct outer perimeter sweep patrols..."

"The mage legion has expanded its detection range to assess the elemental concentration within a fifty-mile radius..."

The Queen gave the order right here.

Every order was decisive and well-organized.

The king's majesty, his unquestionable tone, and his confidence in controlling the overall situation—this demeanor caused the elven soldiers, who had harbored some reservations, to bow down and obey his orders.

She remains a powerful, majestic, and noble Queen, to whom they serve a supreme ruler.

Just then, taking advantage of the Phoenix King releasing him, Kang De whispered, "If there's nothing else, you guys go ahead with your work, I'm leaving..."

Before he could finish speaking, his left hand was restrained again. The Phoenix King said calmly, "Kang De Highness, please wait. Although Lord Oliverjia's words were impolite and misguided, he was at least correct on one point. For the sake of peace between our two nations and the safety of my soldiers, I think you should at least explain why you happened to be here. Rest assured, this is not an interrogation, but rather standard procedure. I will ask him myself."

At this point, she politely said, "Please."

But she didn't loosen her grip at all, dragging Kang De directly into her tent.

The elves all paled in comparison.

They were about to desperately try to dissuade him when they heard Kang De struggle violently, even hitting the Phoenix King's arm. "Stop it! Everyone's watching! What the hell are you doing?!"

Immediately, an elf shouted angrily, "Human! How dare you be disrespectful to the Queen!"

Kang De shouted, "Bullshit! Look who's molesting whom now!"

The other person was speechless and turned their head away.

Seeing that a human was about to be forcibly dragged into the tent by the Queen, Oliverjia, urged on by everyone's gazes that said, "You've already offended Her Majesty, so there's no need to worry about it happening a second time," gritted his teeth and shouted.

"Your Majesty!" he said sorrowfully, "He is Princess Goth's fiancé!"

The Phoenix King stopped in his tracks and sneered, "They're not married yet!"

It was as if a thunderbolt struck from the sky, turning all the elves into mentally challenged beings.

What incredibly vulgar and offensive language!

Before the elves could even process the information in that sentence, the Queen dropped a second bombshell.

"So what if we get married?"

His Majesty--

If it weren't for the Phoenix Eyes and Phoenix Wings being unique to the royal family and impossible to fake, and if it weren't for the unparalleled military strategy he had just displayed, everyone would have doubted that this Phoenix King was a fake!

But after hearing such soul-stirring statements one after another, everyone was completely at a loss for what expression to wear.

Finally, they heard this question, "What does getting married have to do with making friends?"

Your Majesty—wait?

They looked up in astonishment, only to see Her Majesty turn and glare at them, her disdain seemingly visible even through her helmet. "What image do you have of me? Put away your filthy thoughts. Elves are born proud, born noble. How could the mighty Phoenix King have anything to do with humans? How boring."

She unlocked the barrier around the large tent and dragged Kang De inside.

The elves were left looking at each other in bewilderment.

It seems... that's really the case.

What a joke! Ordinary elves look down on human nobles, let alone Her Majesty the Queen.

Only...

I'm still so worried.

Kang De was pushed and dragged into the tent.

Although it's called a tent, it's already bigger than his home on Earth.

It would probably have to be at least 200 square meters.

Oh, the evil of absolute monarchy!

He rubbed his wrist and frowned, saying, "What are you doing? Why are you doing this?"

The Phoenix King said casually, "How else can we get this over with? They all dislike you and are eager to question and challenge you on this matter..."

Kang De turned around, stared at her, and said, "You look very different today."

The Phoenix King reached out and removed her helmet, letting her long, silky hair fall down. Her emerald green eyes, like distant, verdant mountains, conveyed the eternity, depth, and magnificence of the great forest. Her stunning beauty, accentuated by her heavy armor, exuded an aura of iron-blooded dominance and majesty, a perfect blend of beauty and martial prowess.

A charming blush appeared on her cheeks.

Dairila asked softly, "How is it different?"

A flash of Phoenix Flame appeared in Kang De's eyes as he said, "Intimate gestures and suggestive language—how could you do such a thing in public?"

Dairila bit her lip.

She took two steps forward, her cheeks flushed, and whispered, "I... I was just so happy. After the meteorite appeared, I was about to command the counterattack when I saw you suddenly appear, heading towards it. Even knowing how powerful I was, even knowing the elven army was ready, even knowing we could handle it, you still stood in my way... Kang De, I... I'm just so happy..."

The gauntlets, breastplate, and skirt armor shimmered with light as the magical clasps that made them easy to wear unlocked one by one, like a burst of starlight. The sturdy armor fell from the Phoenix King's body, revealing a beautiful and soft body. Just like her, beneath the hard shell was a sensitive and melancholy soul.

She wore a traditional elven robe, light and comfortable, close-fitting and soft, through which the hazy color of her skin could be seen.

The beautiful fairy drew closer to Kang De, whispering softly.

"I... I'm so happy..."

The Phoenix King said softly, "I've always been the one protecting others. My subjects and comrades have unconditionally trusted me, believing I can solve problems and defeat enemies. But no one has ever thought that I also yearn for protection, until today when you stood in my way... Kang De, I... I can't endure this any longer..."

Her breathing was rapid, her breath sweet and fragrant, and her eyes, gazing at Kang De, were misty with tears.

With a stunningly beautiful face, exquisite features, and a noble air, no man in the world could resist the gaze of such a breathtaking beauty as she spoke her heart.

... apart from Kang De.

Kang De gazed into her deep, emerald eyes, her breathtakingly beautiful face, her warm lips, her rosy cheeks, and even her exotic pointed ears—all so endearing. How much more so when such a beautiful girl confessed her love? No one could resist.

But...

But...

A look of hesitation and struggle flashed across his face, a mixture of anticipation and pain. Should he indulge in illusion and drift along, or face reality and forge ahead? These are the two paths of the heart that the brave face.

As Brother Xun once said, a true hero dares to face the bleakness of life.

He closed his eyes and slowly exhaled. "Parrot, stop fooling around."

Dairila tilted her head, surprised, and asked, "Huh? Parrot?"

Kang De said in a low voice, "Stop pretending—this isn't your true self, is it? Since Dairila can impersonate her brother, you can probably transform into her too."

The Phoenix King exclaimed in astonishment, "Kang De, what are you talking about?"

As he watched the other's dying struggle, a gleam of wisdom shone in Kang De's eyes.

That was the gaze of a wise man who had seen through everything.

Although the reasoning process is painful.

He said, "Just as I said, given Dairila's personality, she would never say such a thing in public. She's too thin-skinned; her long-standing life of being high and mighty has made her incredibly incorruptible. How could she possibly do something so disgraceful?"

The Phoenix King's face flushed red, yet tinged with anger. "You... idiot! I finally mustered the courage to say such shameful things to you, why..."

That's enough!

Kang De said in a deep voice, "This is your biggest flaw! You did this for fun, but you overlooked one thing, which is..."

He took a deep breath and shouted, "Just because someone stands in front of you and protects you, you completely fall in love with that person? What a joke! Only those otaku who play too many visual novels would think love is that simple! I saw through that a long time ago!"

"Aside from the clueless A Xing, and Tina, whose emotions fluctuated repeatedly under duress and who fortuitously succeeded in conquering herself, no girl would ever like me! Let alone the Phoenix King!"

These words are righteous and resounding.

A true warrior dares to look directly into dripping blood.

Even if it's the blood that drips from his own heart after he personally drew the knife and plunged it into it.

--It's just a pity.

--I wanted to hear his confession before exposing him.

But a fake is a fake. For the Parrot to do such a thing with Dairila's face is not only unfair to Dairila, but also an insult to my more than twenty years of single life!

--I, Kang, a fine man, will live a proud and upright single life, and I cannot betray or deceive myself!

The Phoenix King opposite him watched him silently.

Look at him.

Anger, confusion, and disappointment flashed in his eyes.

It was as if she was forcibly holding back and suppressing her tears.

He mustered up his courage, he did something so daring, yet... yet...

Her eyes and brows seemed to be suppressing anger.

But in the end, the intense emotions could no longer be suppressed.

--His eyebrows and eyes instantly arched upwards.

"Puff..."

She finally couldn't hold it in any longer and vomited heavily, her body trembling. She collapsed to the ground, clutching her stomach, and began to laugh hysterically.

"Fuck, hahahahahaha!"

She pounded the ground and laughed wildly, "Damn, that's absolutely incredible! Such a reason, such words! It'll shock me for a hundred years!"

Kang De remained expressionless.

Looking at the other person's pert, round buttocks that protruded from the movement, he kicked them.

The texture is amazing, like kicking a water bag.

"Stand up!"

The other person let out a scream, clutching their buttocks as they rolled over to their feet, their face flushed with embarrassment, and cried out, "How... how could you kick someone there! Does Kang De like this kind of play!?"

Kang De covered his face and said, "Change back, don't talk with that face..."

This is what I look like.

The other person sat up and sat on the soft, expensive carpet, legs together, lower legs spread apart, bottom on the ground, in a classic bird pose.

She raised her head and looked up at Kang De. The stunningly beautiful face that was exactly the same as the current Elf Queen no longer radiated the heroism and majesty of Dairila, but rather innocence, liveliness and vitality.

This is completely different from Dairila.

She tossed her hair back with her left hand, then lifted her ample, prominent breasts, and winked at Kang De: "Isn't this better? Isn't it exciting?"

Kang De sighed, "Just how many of my educational cartoons and action movies have you secretly watched?"

The other woman snorted and raised her little head, "Can't I, big sister, be a seasoned veteran with rich combat experience, countless battles, and numerous lovers? Unlike a pathetic guy like you."

"As far as I know, the Phoenix King Malegith never married, and after her sudden death, due to the lack of a bloodline to inherit the throne, it fell into the hands of her brother."

"And you, judging from your behavior the first time you stumbled upon me casting a spell, how you screamed at an unprecedentedly loud voice, tore the LCD screen apart, and chased me around pecking at it for an hour..."

Kang De retorted maliciously, "You must be an old maid. I've been single for over twenty years, and what about you? By that standard, you're hundreds of times more pathetic than me. Do you even have the right to mock me?"

The Parrot flew into a rage and pounced.

She reached out to tug at Kang De's lip, and Kang De, not to be outdone, retaliated. The two wrestled for a moment, then both tumbled to the ground. Although he had been strengthened by the Black Beast crystal, and his combat skills, awareness, and experience had greatly increased over the past few months through Extraction and actual combat—but compared to the legendary Phoenix King of ancient times...

"Aaaaaaah! It's broken! It's broken!"

A moment later, Kang De was straddling her, with Malegith's long, shapely thigh pressing against his back, and then she sat down on him, pulling on one of his arms and pushing him forward.

Kang De slammed his other hand against the ground.

This is the submission gesture in MMA (Mixed Martial Arts) competitions.

"Too weak, too weak. Someone like you can't even climb into Dairila's bed."

Kang De maintained a subdued stance—shameful, but not unpleasant to behold.

He muttered, "Why would I want to climb into Dairila's bed? —By the way, where did you tie her up?"

The Parrot sneered and said coldly, "After I escaped, I saw the world turned upside down. My empire had been usurped by my foolish brother. Of course, I had to take back what was rightfully mine. That rebellious descendant of Dairila dared to defy me and refuse to return the throne. What else is there to say?"

She lowered her body and whispered menacingly in Kang De's ear, "Hmph, I defeated her, sealed her soul, and now she's trapped in this body, watching helplessly as the world unfolds, unable to interfere with anything. I want her to watch everything happen, to watch me regain power, to watch me make Twilight Moon great again, to watch me use her body to fuck you all over... oh ho ho ho ho ho..."

Kang De nodded. "Did something happen to Twilight Moon? She secretly returned to the country, and you impersonated her to keep watch here—what happened?"

Malegith tears, "Waaah, Dairila has no chance! This heartless man got the right answer so quickly, which shows he doesn't care about her at all. Otherwise, he would have been flustered and panicked because of his concern. Alas, poor child..."

"No," Kang De said, "I believe you wouldn't do that."

"Foolish, Kang De, just because of that year on the island?" Malegith paused, then pinched Kang De's ear, her tone strange. "Don't trust us so much. In the end, that year was just a small bright spot in our long, dreary fate. We're only nice to you because you're no threat and you bring us fun... Don't think we're all good people."

Kang De turned his head to the side and smiled.

"I don't know about others, but you are the first one whose identity I deduced: the greatest king of the Golden Age of the Elves, the Phoenix King Malegith. You created an era of peace and prosperity, yet you relinquished supreme power and status, following the previous Fire Thief to fight against calamities, and were trapped on the Holy Seal Archipelago..."

He said softly, "How could someone who does such a thing be a bad person? How could they possibly persecute a wise, hardworking, and responsible descendant?"

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PS1: Five thousand words... My head hurts. Time for bed. Goodnight.