When Sun Fei exited the world of Diablo, the sun had already begun to slant westward, but the sunlight was still warm. Golden rays filtered through the branches and leaves of the fragrant trees, casting dappled patterns on the ground, and the air was still filled with a sweet fragrance.
He sat up from the stone chair, groggily looked around, and found that the princess, who had been sitting in her seat pretending to sleep, was now eating dinner. On the stone table were golden roasted meat, a dozen slices of gray rye bread, and a golden cup filled with oatmeal soup that exuded a rich wheat aroma.
Her Highness's dinner was very ordinary.
There were still no guards around her. The female warrior Susan had not appeared since she brought Sun Fei to the courtyard. As for the blond knight Roman Pavlyuchenko, who had a baby face and a constant smile that Sun Fei remembered so well, he simply did not appear at all. No one knew what the two of them had gone to do.
However, the more than twenty sharp auras hidden in the courtyard were still there, tightly protecting the princess. But Sun Fei could tell that half of the auras were significantly different from before, obviously the guards had changed shifts.
"Uh... I just fell asleep?"
This was the first thing Sun Fei said.
He wiped away the glistening drool that had unknowingly trickled down his chin while he slept, showing no sign of embarrassment. His grinning expression was as if he were asking an old friend a question. Then, Sun Fei stood up, stretched, and unceremoniously sat down on another stone chair opposite the princess, leaning over to smell the aroma of the roasted meat...
"Hmm... it tastes pretty good, I'll try it!"
The instant Sun Fei skillfully cut the golden-brown, honey-glazed roasted meat with the knife and fork on the silver plate, he could clearly feel the more than twenty hidden auras intensify, like twenty crossbows aimed at his back, ready to fire... Then, Sun Fei saw the Princess wave her delicate hand as if swatting away flies, and immediately the hidden guards silently concealed their presence.
"Hey, this dinner isn't for you."
This was the first time that the Imperial Princess, with her beautiful, deep blue eyes as vast as the ocean abyss, had spoken to Sun Fei. Her voice was a little hoarse, but it gave off a very calm feeling, even a kind of aloof indifference that kept people at a distance.
Sun Fei could clearly sense that this indifference came from the very marrow of his bones, a complete lack of concern, without the slightest pretense or affectation. It seemed that this pale-faced and thin man had become accustomed to speaking to anyone with this attitude.
"You're a princess, you have no worries about food or clothing, why are you being so stingy?"
Sun Fei merely chuckled in the face of the princess's rebuke, completely unconcerned. The knife in his hand gleamed golden in the sunlight, and with a light stroke, another piece of golden roasted meat, smeared with honey gravy, was placed onto his plate.
The royal investiture delegation brought their own chefs, whose culinary skills were clearly far superior to those of the Chambord City family. Sun Fei ate with great relish, eventually indulging in a hearty meal, unceremoniously snatching the oatmeal soup from the golden cup beside him and taking a delightful sip.
"You..."
A rare hint of emotion flickered in the princess's voice. Her sapphire-like eyes glanced at the golden cup Sun Fei had drunk from, which still bore some soup stains and a clear lip print. Suddenly, she reached out and swept the cup and the remaining soup to the ground, then glared at Sun Fei defiantly.
This scene nearly made the guards hidden in the shadows bite their tongues in shock. Several of them almost revealed themselves. It was simply unbelievable. They were all veteran guards who had served Princess Tanasha for a long time. When had they ever seen Princess Tanasha, whom the nobles of Saint Petersburg privately called " Ice Asura," show such a childlike expression?
Unfortunately, Sun Fei, who was involved in the situation, was unaware of all of this.
He kept shoveling honey-glazed roasted meat from the grill plate onto his own plate, not even glancing at the oatmeal soup spilled on the floor. He chewed the meat with a half-smile in his mouth, as if to say: I've already drunk it, so what if it's spilled?
Her Highness the Eldest Princess was taken aback.
Then, she did something else that nearly made the guards in the shadows bite their tongues off—she started fighting with Sun Fei for the roasted meat.
The two began a 'war'.
The kitchen knives in her hands occasionally clinked together, making a soft, tinkling sound. The princess was thin and weak, and it was clear that she had no martial arts skills whatsoever. She was just a frail, ordinary person—no, to be more precise, her physical condition seemed even worse than that of an ordinary person, as if she were somewhat sickly.
The outcome of the 'war' was naturally a victory for Sun Fei.
He successfully scooped three-quarters of a roast suckling pig's foreleg onto his plate, while Princess Tanasha's plate only had about one-eighth; the other one-eighth had been snatched up and eaten by Sun Fei earlier.
Neither of them spoke after that; they stared at each other and began a meat-eating contest.
This time, the princess won. Although Sun Fei ate quickly, he snatched more meat. After the princess finished eating, she stared at him for a while, then suddenly reached out her knife and began to plunder from Sun Fei's plate. Clang clang clang clang clang, another series of soft clinking sounds of knives clashing, the sound was quite pleasant.
The guards hidden in the shadows were completely in a daze.
They could hardly believe their eyes—the aloof and icy [ Ice Asura ] had vanished, replaced by a childlike girl. Who could have imagined that the princess would be so happy 'playing' with a lowly King of a small country? Was this still the same ' Female Literary Sage' of the empire, whose wisdom was boundless, whose mind meticulous, whose words could save countless lives, whose thoughts could destroy imperial clans, whose words could repel Moon Class experts, and whose plans could resolve the empire's crises?
Sun Fei was completely unaware of this.
He just thought this princess was quite fun.
After a hearty meal, Sun Fei looked the woman up and down, his expression gradually becoming serious. He stared intently at the princess's face for a long while before asking in confusion, "Are you sick?"
That sounds like a complete insult.
Sure enough, the princess raised her eyebrows, and a flash of murderous intent disappeared from the corner of her eyes.
In that instant, Sun Fei suddenly had a strange feeling that the woman sitting in front of him had instantly become a different person. She was no longer the gentle woman who had joked and played pranks on him like an old friend, but a ruthless and powerful female tyrant who was imposing without anger, cold as ice, and could control the life and death of millions of people with a single thought.
" Your Alexander, I summoned you here on Susan's orders to inquire about the preparations for the Chambord City ceremony in three days." The princess's voice returned to its previous coldness, as if she were a stranger, coldly looking at Sun Fei and displaying the majesty of an imperial princess.
Upon hearing this, Sun Fei chuckled, stood up from the stone chair, and lazily stretched.
"Preparations for the investiture ceremony... well, they've been going on all along. But I'm not entirely clear on the details. I'll have Best, the Best in charge, report to Her Highness later. Hehe, anyway, you two are old acquaintances, you've known each other for a long time."
Sun Fei was the type who responded better to gentle persuasion than force. As soon as he saw the princess start to put on airs, he knew there was nothing to do with it. To be honest, he didn't really care much about the Zenit Empire. He gave a lazy reply and was about to turn and leave.
"Presumptuous!"
"How dare you!"
With four soft whooshing sounds as clothes ripped through the air, four guards in purple leather armor rushed out from the side, blocking Sun Fei's path. The four men were all roughly the same height and build, wearing uniform purple light armor. Their long swords were half-drawn from their sheaths, gleaming with a cold light, and their powerful auras emanated from them. Each of them possessed at least the strength of Peak of Two Stars.
"Ignorant Barbarian, why don't you kneel down and beg for the princess's forgiveness?" the guard shouted, his eyes cold as he stared at the ignorant King before him, as if they were ready to draw their swords and kill him mercilessly if he made any move.
"Heh, you lot can't stop me."
Sun Fei lazily raised his eyebrows, and an even more immense aura instantly emanated from his body. An invisible pressure, like a mountain, suddenly and heavily pressed down on the four purple-clad guards, rendering them unable to draw their swords, move, or even speak. Even the other dozen or so guards hidden in the shadows were firmly locked in place by this sharp aura, knowing that any movement would be met with a thunderous strike, and they dared not even breathe loudly.
"Fine... let him go!"
The princess, who had been silently watching all this, suddenly waved her hand dismissively, dismissing her guards.
At the same time, Sun Fei smiled and subsided.
The four guards in purple leather armor suddenly felt the air clear up and the pressure on their bodies vanish. They exchanged horrified glances, never expecting that this King, whom they had previously regarded as lowly and insignificant, would possess such terrifying strength. If a fight were to break out, even all the classmates hidden in the courtyard would likely be no match for this King, unless that person intervened... The four bowed to the princess, and with a flicker, disappeared from the courtyard.
Sun Fei strode out.
After taking a few steps, he suddenly stopped, thought of something, and threw a small purple bottle onto the grass in front of Princess Tanasha. Then he turned and left without looking back.
"I say, Your Highness, you are truly ill, and it seems you won't last much longer. But since you had dinner with me tonight, please try this medicine. Perhaps it can offer some help to your wretched body."
These were Sun Fei's last words.
First update.
Please add this to your favorites and give it a red vote.
My neck and shoulders were killing me yesterday, so I went out and got a massage. Today, my neck feels like it's being cut with a knife, and I'm incredibly irritable. This wasn't a massage; it was torture!
Two more chapters to go.