Sun Fei put down his chopsticks, looked at the black iron box in front of him, hesitated for a moment, then looked up at the Alluring Witch and asked with a smile, "There's no such thing as a free lunch. Even bards understand this. If I accept this gift, shouldn't I also pay a corresponding price?"
"What, scared?" The Witch's breath was sweet and her voice languid, her alluring eyes provocative.
"Actually, this type of information is of little significance to me. A true strongman only believes in his own strength. No matter who the opponent is, he can kill them with one punch!" Sun Fei said with great confidence, but his hands moved quickly. With a flash of silver light, he put the black iron box into his storage ring.
"You... Your Majesty is truly the most unique King Paris has ever seen!" The Alluring Witch was speechless upon seeing this, and looked down on Sun Fei.
"You flatter me, you flatter me!" His King showed no modesty whatsoever. Faced with the stunning beauty before him, he remained unmoved, even shamelessly preemptively stating the unpleasant truth. "I think what you really want to say is that I am the most shameless King you've ever met? Haha, whatever. Anyway, you forced this on me, and I reluctantly accepted it to avoid upsetting you. But don't expect anything in return."
Paris stood up with captivating charm and poured Sun Fei another glass of wine, a mesmerizing smile on her face, "Well, you guessed right, I really did want to say that His Majesty is the most shameless King I've ever met, bar none!"
Sun Fei rolled his eyes, downed the fine wine in his cup in one gulp, glanced at the bright, dark moon rising above the window, and suddenly felt a pang of emotion. "Not long ago we were wielding steel blades, fighting to the death, and now we're sitting together, whispering sweet nothings. Fate is truly wondrous. Have we become friends instead of enemies?"
"What sweet talk, Your Majesty? How rude of you to say that." A hint of anger flashed in the Witch's beautiful eyes. This woman, when she was quiet, possessed a fatal charm. Sometimes noble, sometimes pure, sometimes gentle, sometimes seductive, her temperament changed in countless ways, and the transitions were seamless. She was a stunning beauty who could captivate anyone.
Sun Fei chuckled, his honesty bordering on the audacious. "Haha, it's an old habit of mine. Whenever I see a beautiful woman, I always end up teasing her a bit... By the way, speaking of which, the fact that Chambord City has such an excellent riverside campsite within a twenty-mile radius—I've been thinking about it, and I think it was all your doing!"
"Since Your Majesty is fully aware of this, you should be able to sense their good intentions!" The Witch's temptation had returned.
Sun Fei tapped his fingers lightly on the table, his expression suddenly turning serious. "Your affairs are none of my business. As long as you don't mess with me, I won't get involved."
"What if, at a crucial moment, Her Highness the Princess requests His Majesty's intervention?" Paris asked with a half-smile.
Sun Fei fell silent.
After a long pause, he slowly replied, "If her life is in danger, I will save her."
A strange look flashed across Paris's face, seemingly both satisfied and dissatisfied with the answer. This odd expression disappeared in an instant, unnoticed by Sun Fei. The Witch's expression quickly turned serious as she asked, "If my life were in danger, would you save me?"
"Yes!" Sun Fei answered decisively.
"Oh? Why?"
"Because you're a beautiful woman, I can't bear to see beautiful things ruined in front of me by some ignorant fools. Because I don't like tragedies!" Sun Fei seemed to have finished eating, wiped his mouth, and drank the last glass of wine in front of him.
Paris smiled happily, "That's wonderful, Your Majesty! Now, please save me!"
"What?" Sun Fei was taken aback.
Just then, a strange change occurred both inside and outside the restaurant—
A dark, lifeless crossbow bolt, seemingly melted into the night, shot out as if from the wall beneath the window, aimed directly at Paris's smiling temple.
This arrow came without any prior warning; it was extremely sudden and bizarre!
However, Paris seemed to have known this would happen all along. She drew her sword, and the sword light slashed through the sky like a bolt of lightning. With a soft clang, a burst of sparks bloomed in the darkness. The dark arrow, containing terrifying power, was cleaved into a pile of iron filings by the Alluring Witch's One Sword.
The Alluring Witch Paris, with her stunning beauty, is easily overlooked, but she is actually a master of martial arts.
"Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar! --!"
In the next instant, countless hidden arrows appeared again, shooting through the wooden walls of the sixth floor of the Wind Whisper Tavern like a rain of pear blossoms, creating holes the size of bowls, and shooting towards Paris's slender body amidst the flying wood chips!
A brilliant blue flame erupted.
Paris's entire body was enveloped in the misty blue light, her Wood-Element Dou Qi surging wildly. Her exquisite figure flashed with unbelievable curves as she used her longsword to dodge or shatter the dark arrows raining down from the sky. The elegant and tranquil sixth-floor hall was instantly transformed into a raging inferno of killing intent. The deadly clash of metal and the sparks flying everywhere created a violent symphony, like a tempestuous storm!
Paris's swordsmanship and Dou Qi are indeed extraordinary.
But the endless barrage of dark arrows, like a swarm of thirsty, bloodthirsty locusts, cast a shadow over the night and descended upon Paris's delicate body.
At this moment, the royal guards downstairs finally realized that something was wrong.
"Protect Lady Paris!"
The guards were both shocked and furious. They shouted and rushed up the stairs, trying to get into the sixth floor to protect the Alluring Witch.
But then, things changed again.
With a deafening roar, the fifth-floor wall exploded open in the blink of an eye.
Six dark figures, amidst a flurry of wood chips, smashed through the walls and attacked. Flashing sword light, carrying a chilling glint, and the radiance of various Dou Qi illuminated the darkness. The attackers swiftly shattered the staircase leading to the sixth floor, then entangled the royal guards who were desperately trying to support Paris. In an instant, the two sides were locked in a fierce battle, a clash of blades, screams of agony, blood splattering, and severed limbs falling...
Meanwhile, Paris, who was on the sixth floor, finally ran into trouble.
Three sharp sword lights shattered the wooden wall, sending pale white wood chips flying like falling flowers. Accompanying the three sword lights were three assassins, also covered in black scales. After the storm of dark arrows subsided slightly, before the Alluring Witch Paris could even catch her breath, the three attacked like ghosts towards the exquisite and seductive figure shrouded in a ball of blue flames!
"Kill! Kill!! Kill--!!!"
Three low shouts, like death-reaping cries from the depths of Hell.
Clang clang clang clang--!
Paris's expression was solemn as she wielded her longsword, her white robes fluttering, her golden hair leaping like burning yellow flames. Her figure was light and graceful, the sword light leaving streaks of silver in the air as she protected her delicate body. She was engaged in fierce combat with the three assassins. The dense sounds of clashing swords filled the air, and dazzling sparks flew everywhere in the sixth-floor hall, like bursts of Mars blooming in the darkness, magnificent and brilliant.
Throughout the entire process, Sun Fei remained seated quietly in front of the small sandalwood dragon-shaped table.
The barrage of dark arrows that had previously rained down almost shattered the wall directly next to the small table. Sun Fei was naturally within the range of the dark arrows, but Sun Fei performance far surpassed that of the Alluring Witch Paris. He sat motionless, and the sharp, dark arrows that could pierce through a five-finger-wide solid wooden wall without losing momentum stopped a meter away from his body, as if sinking into an invisible swamp, unable to advance any further. Ripples like transparent water appeared in the air, and all the dark arrows clattered and fell to the ground.
Despite the deadly storm, Sun Fei remained unmoved.
Then came the sound of a Sharp Sword being dragged along, and another person appeared.
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