Chapter 421
Heulia's face and body flushed a captivating pink. A trickle of saliva uncontrollably streamed from the corners of her mouth, and her dazed eyes rolled slightly upwards, revealing a flushed expression that betrayed her overwhelming physical sensations.
Maria's lips twitched slightly, then she conjured a crimson recliner and gently laid Heulia down.
"Thanks for your hard work."
"King? ~ Hmm? ~~"
Heulia lay there, her body and limbs twitching again—as for the indescribable wetness, well, that goes without saying.
Maria tenderly stroked her face. Then she turned around, a surging power emanating from her body, reaching the realm of Demon God, and the blood-red longsword shimmered with the light of salt crystals.
'Could she be...? Am I responsible?'
These thoughts flashed through her mind, and then Maria's eyes sharpened, and the waterbird took flight again.
As the sun set, a golden figure sped towards them.
But when he arrived, the mountain troll had already transformed into a giant, immovable salt crystal statue, reflecting a magnificent and dazzling light in the twilight.
On the nearby hilltop, the elegant and exquisite King of the Hunt wore a satisfied expression, as if he had just completed a hunt, with the blushing Salt Demon God lying in his arms. Bathed in the setting sun and the giant salt beast, it resembled a beautiful and loving painting.
'Belch!'
Morax remembered that he hadn't eaten anything before he arrived, but for some reason, he felt strangely full.
"Morax, did you make it in time!?"
The speeding Demon God of Dust arrived soon after, and also saw the salt-covered behemoth and the beautiful, well-matched king and god beside it.
Then, the joyful smile that should have appeared on her face turned strangely cold for some reason.
"Hurry up, get everything ready! Wait, what's with this wine glass? You're serving my king, my god, and even the Rock King Dust King this? Throw it away! Bring up those exquisite salt cups commissioned by the Findenir royal family!"
"But Findenir..."
"I don't care about Findenir or anything like Findenir! They're nothing! This is the first time our Salt Clan has officially hosted a foreign Demon God, and the most renowned Rock King and Dust King at that! Anyone who dares to mess things up, I'll hang them on a pillar!"
"Yes!!!"
The Salt People were extremely excited.
The mountain troll was so large that the Salt People could see it clearly even from a considerable distance.
At first, they were terrified, thinking they were doomed. Even those who were lucky enough to survive would have to wander again, just like before.
Who knew their king would charge forward and fight the troll for most of the day. Until sunset, everyone saw the troll turn into a salt statue.
The excitement, emotion, and reverence felt at that moment are absolutely incomprehensible to those who have not been displaced for a long time.
Then came the news that the King and the God were going to entertain the infamous Geo Archon and Dust God.
Outsiders could never understand the feelings of the Salt People at that moment. They had only one thought, "Let's stand firm!" After thousands of years of fleeing like rats, they had finally obtained the security and dignity that countless ancestors had longed for!
It's not that Maria is dissatisfied with the Salt God or anything. Although Heulia is weak and timid, the Salt God herself and her powers are the only thing the Salt People have relied on to survive for generations. At least so far, Maria has not felt any rebellion from the Salt People, and their faith in Heulia has always been firm and pure.
Survival is important, but so are safety and dignity.
In short, in this situation, whoever messes up, whoever lowers the standard of the Salt God and Salt King's banquet—will really be hacked to death by the other Salt People, and may even commit suicide to atone for their sins.
Soon after, the three gods and the king took their seats in the palace.
Maria and Morax were on top, with Heuria and the Guizhong on either side of them, the four facing each other.
On the table were the best things the Salt People had offered, things they had done to the utmost.
There was no tradition that matched that of Liyue Harbor and Guili Plains, since the Salt People had never seen the divine feasts of those ancient settlements.
But you can feel the sentiment.
Maria hesitated for a moment, then softened her expression and said to the person next to her:
"Go tell everyone that the enemy has been dealt with and it's safe. They can sleep normally tonight."
"Yes! My king!"
The Salt People, receiving the king's command for the first time, went downstairs with great excitement.
Then the divine feast officially began, but it was unusually silent.
Maria has a rather cold personality, Heulia is socially awkward, and Morax is someone I don't know well.
Guizhong's silence, however, seemed somewhat strange.
Morax picked up his glass and silently glanced at Guizhong.