I Don't Know What to Do

"You're finally back." Hancock's voice came from behind him. A pair of hands gently wrapped around Miming's body from behind as Hancock silently pressed herself against his back and wept. "If you ever truly liked me, then kill me. As long as Marigold and Sandersonia can come back to life."

"They were never dead." Miming spoke in a deep voice. "Calm down. What are you afraid of? That I'll turn around and turn into a stone statue too?"

"Don't turn around." Hancock sobbed. "Don't look at me! I can't control myself at all..."

"Calm down, Hancock." Miming's voice was full of confidence. "You can do it. As long as you calm down, you can control your power."

"I don't know what to do... No—!" In Hancock's terrified gaze, Miming abruptly turned around and happily stroked her cheek.

"So beautiful!" Miming said gently. "Asking me not to look at your beauty is absolutely impossible."

"Wah—!" Hancock fearfully turned her head away. Only after a long while did she slowly turn back.

The petrification did not happen!

"You see? You can do it," Miming said.

A knife was lodged in his thigh, quietly dripping blood. As long as he used intense pain to divert his attention, he could break the petrification. The condition for petrification was lust; regardless of age or gender, anyone moved by Hancock's beauty would be petrified. Conversely, those without an appreciation for beauty and highly jealous women had a very low chance of being petrified.

Hancock finally managed to calm down, and Miming secretly breathed a sigh of relief as well.

"Now, think about undoing Marigold and Sanda's petrification," Miming said. "You can do it."

Hancock froze. "I don't have to die?"

"Of course not." Miming said, "For Marigold and Sanda, you can definitely do it! Give it a try. Blow on them or something—there must be a way."

Hancock concentrated hard, repeatedly chanting, "Undo the petrification! Undo the petrification!" Then she blew a breath from her palm.

Color gradually returned to Marigold and Sandersonia's bodies. Their breathing soon resumed, and they collapsed limply to the ground together, crying in fear, "Sister!"

Hancock and her two sisters embraced one another and wept. No matter how much suffering they had endured, no matter whether there was a tomorrow, this moment alone was worth a good cry.

"And me!" Miming suddenly said. "Undo my petrification too."

Hancock froze. Turning around, she saw a dagger embedded in Miming's leg, blood flowing down his thigh. His feet below had already turned to stone. So it had not been fine at all just now—he had taken far too great a risk!

"Lord Miming!" Tears streamed down Hancock's face. At that moment, no matter how many doubts she had once harbored, they all vanished into thin air. She was going to follow this man for the rest of her life!

And even at such a touching moment, Miming still managed to land a devastating blow on her heart.

"How could I possibly resist your charm? Of course I would be petrified." Miming smiled. "I told you, you are the most beautiful woman in this world."

Hancock's face turned crimson, her heart pounding so hard that she nearly fainted. Fortunately, before passing out, she managed to undo Miming's petrification. What was happening? Her whole body was burning, and she had no strength left.

Miming caught the limp Hancock in his arms. Feeling her scorching body temperature and racing heartbeat, he almost wanted to shout with happiness. He knew what this meant: it was the symptom of lovesickness among the women of Amazon Lily. That meant Hancock had truly fallen in love with him. After suffering so much since coming to this world, it had all been completely worth it!

Shalria stared at everything in utter disbelief. Petrification could be controlled? The first of the two slaves had already eaten the Love-Love Fruit before being captured and had always worn an iron mask over her head. The second time, Shalria had spent a fortune to buy the regenerated Love-Love Fruit and fed it to another female slave, who had likewise been tormented into a breakdown and suicide.

How did Saint Sanming know petrification could be controlled? And why was he ignoring her and holding that female slave?

Xia Luqianqian was equally angry. "Miming! What are you doing? Hurry up and undo the petrification of all the saints!"

"Why?" Miming raised his head, looking utterly defiant and disrespectful.

"Why?" Xia Luqianqian was stunned.

Miming roared, "They're my people! Even if they're slaves, they're my beloved slaves! Even if they're objects, they're my beloved objects—!"

"Beloved... Ah!" Hancock, who had been about to get up, suddenly went limp all over again, unable to move. The two Snake Princesses beside her were also overwhelmed with emotion. Their master was angry—angry at other Celestial Dragons for their sake!

"You touched my people without my permission. That's your fault!" Miming grinned viciously. "So why should I undo their petrification? I'm not over my anger yet!"

"This is outrageous!" Saint Charlos jumped up. "Saint Sanming, you're getting angry over a few slaves? What a cheapskate! You can use any of the slaves in my house however you want! We played with a few of your slaves, and you're this unwilling? Shalria even wants to marry you! Hmph!"

What? Miming was startled. Was I really that charming? Did Shalria have some masochistic streak beneath that fierce exterior? He had beaten her up once, and she had actually fallen for him?

"That's right, Miming. Why make Liya unhappy over a few slaves?" Xia Luqianqian advised. "This matter was my fault, but they're only a few slaves. Just buy a few more that you like."

"It seems you still don't understand!" Miming let out a profound sigh. The surroundings fell silent as he spoke word by word. "What I hate most is people touching my things, especially the woman I like most—! Even 'like' is not enough to describe it. The woman I love most—!"

"A woman—!" Everyone instantly widened their eyes and cried out. Xia Luqianqian and Shalria were both dumbfounded.

"I am Lord Miming's most beloved woman—! Ah! Such a powerful, direct declaration!" Hancock fainted on the spot. She could not take it anymore—she was going to break!

"Miming! What nonsense are you talking about?!" Xia Luqianqian flew into a rage. "They're slaves! Lowly slaves! You've ruined the Bird Family's reputation! Someone, kill those three little bitches!"

Cairns held the remote control for the slave collars and slowly pretended to hand it to Xia Luqianqian. A figure flashed before him. Miming had already handed Hancock to her two sisters, then leisurely caught up with and stopped Cairns, snatched away the remote, and crushed it in one grip.

At that instant, many CP0 agents felt that Cairns had done it deliberately. But when Celestial Dragons quarreled, playing dead was the wisest choice. Cairns was fucking brilliant! Every CP0 agent who had been beaten lay motionless on the ground, their acting when playing dead utterly convincing. The CP0 agents who had not been beaten deeply regretted not stepping in earlier and instead staying here on guard. They did not even have a chance to play dead now, so each of them raised their heads to stare at the sky as though there were a rainbow overhead.