Chapter 115

"Joyce?" Even though the girl's kick was completely painless to him, Morris still moved his body back despite not wanting to leave his treasure for a single moment.

Qing Yun's cheeks turned red. He met the man's eyes glued to his body, and then looked down at his chest "artifact", and became angrier: "Lower your head, do not look at me!"

Hearing the young girl's willful and unexplained anger, the apprehension in Morris' heart had not yet dissipated, and a wave of crying and laughter surfaced. He reached out and touched the girl's arm, but then, he saw his Joyce jumped back a step as if she had been burned.

Qing Yun then glared at him, "Don't touch me!"

The young girl pursed her red lips, which he had just sucked, and just wouldn't let him get close.

Morris' heart sank. Did he scare her? Damn! He forgot that with human practices, she shouldn't be used to such fast progress?

Qing Yun took a deep breath to bring down the heat on his face and ordered with a sideways glance, "Send me back to the city lord's residence."

After speaking, he looked at the man's desire to approach and added with wide eyes, "Not you!"

Morris' outstretched hand froze, and he had to arrange the butler with a stern face to prepare a carriage to go to the city lord's residence.

Qing Yun's tense expression relaxed only when he sat in the quiet carriage. He finally couldn't help covering his face with a sigh in the carriage alone. Then, he shrank to bury his face and the entire upper body in the wide skirt, leaving only the tips of his reddened ears.

Qing Yun gritted his teeth and cursed that man many times.

The man followed him like this and looked at him in this state? Ah ahhhh, the man really reacted to his damn appearance?

It's unbearable! He deserves to be suffocated!

Morris silently followed behind the speeding carriage. Seeing that the young girl faced such a dangerous situation today, of course, he did not feel at ease Joyce alone back to the city lord's residence. To be precise, he could not even take his eyes off Joyce for a second!

She should live under his wing and let him guard her well.

Not to mention how much of a commotion the princess caused when she returned to the city lord's residence, Morris spent every moment in torment after being away from Joyce.

Every day, he would quietly sneak into the city lord's house to sneak a peek at how the young girl was doing.

Morris also visited the city lord's residence in the name of Count Olsen. Still, the results made him even more uncomfortable. Because the girl was obviously avoiding him and is not willing to see him.

Last time, he seemed to have really scared the girl.

In just two days, Morris, who had been indifferent to all sorts of things, became agitated, and he even wanted to simply put the nest next to the young girl.

The Grand Mage Lancer, who has been "missed" by Qing Yun, has embarked on a journey to find Princess Lydia, while the runaway Princess Lydia has almost reached the elven forest with the help of one kind-hearted person.

"Thank you for your generous help. Lydia will convey your kind thoughts to the dragon." Lydia bent down and gracefully bowed towards the wicked man in front of her.

Demon King Aino looked at the delicate young girl who called herself the princess and couldn't help but shrug and laugh, "Are you really...Princess Lydia? But I heard that the princess is being escorted by elven knights and is staying in the border city?"

Hearing the man's words, Lydia's face darkened for a moment. Again, every time she met someone on the road, they would fall for her because of her stunning beauty but have been unwilling to believe that she was the real princess.

Nonetheless, the real Princess Lydia not only has a beautiful appearance, but even her martial arts skills are incomparably high. She even defeated various robbers who plotted against her by herself.

It was even emphasized to her that the real princess was strong and brave, carrying the responsibility of the whole Kingdom of Studian with a pair of thin arms.

They do not look like they are describing a delicate and lovely princess that people will protect, but more like they are praising a queen that people will look up to.

Lydia found that whenever these people mentioned Princess Lydia, their faces would always show a kind of admiration that is not only a yearning for the beautiful appearance but also mixed with some marvel that Lydia could not understand.

Because while Qing Yun passed through the enchanted forest, he encountered too many people who were either scheming against him or intending to protect him. For the former, Qing Yun naturally did not hide behind his guards but used his own power to break them down and make these people realize that he was definitely not a commodity that could be grabbed at will.

And those who wanted to protect the "princess", also found after following the road for a while that this strong young girl does not need their protection. She had utterly left her weakness when she made up her mind to go to the mountains.

Such a strong, proud, resolute young girl, even without the aura of a princess, has left a deep impression on these people. All those who had seen Qing Yun either fled after being defeated by him or tried to protect him but could only sigh at themselves. After they left the enchanted forest, they spontaneously told everyone around them what the princess looked like and how special she was through conversation. Some bards even wrote beautiful poems to praise this tough and beautiful young girl.

So Princess Lydia's reputation did spread, but it was very different from the image of the real Lydia. Detached from the royal escort and everything that could show her identity, Lydia had nothing to prove her identity.

This can't help but make Lydia anxious. In fact, just knowing that she was chosen as the most beautiful woman among the three races to become a gift to the dragon, the first thing that emerged in Lydia's heart was not fear but pride.

She was the most beautiful, wasn't she? She believed that even the dragon would not be able to hurt her and will also be like the rest of the men fascinated by her, doting on her.

But under the persuasion of Grand Mage Lancer, Lydia still hesitated and finally agreed to let the commoner boy called Joyce go instead of her.

But at some point, the praise of the dragon's treasure, the Princess of Studian, reached the palace of Studian in a steady stream and reached the ears of Lydia, who hid in the deep palace and did not even dare to see people.

This gave her a sudden sense of crisis because no one knew better than she did that this was not a compliment to her, but to Joyce, who had grown up in the slums with a dirty face and who did not know even the simplest courtly manners!

Why should that boy receive such praise, even...exceeded the original recognition of the people of Studian for her. So, Lydia escaped. She could no longer bear to hide in the deep palace where she could not be seen but hurriedly went before the people, wanting to reclaim the glory about herself.

Unfortunately, just like the various situations she encountered earlier, no one believed her identity. But Lydia found that even though people didn't believe she was the real Princess Lydia, she still got people's admiration and even gained respect whenever she talked about the dragon in a seemingly real way.

Thinking of this, Lydia smiled again. Then, she tilted her face towards the Demon King and said, "No one can replace Lydia. After all, there is only one dragon's treasure, isn't there?"

The border city.

Two days later, Morris finally ushered in the opportunity to see the maiden openly. The city lord's house held a grand ball to honor the princess.

At this ball, Joyce, who was the princess, would definitely appear.

At the bottom of Morris' heart, he didn't even know the name of the real princess of the Kingdom of Studian. He only knew that Joyce was the princess, his...treasure.

Even if her gender is different from the vague image in Morris' mind, Morris is now firmly convinced that the young girl is his treasure. Because his heart does not lie, and what Morris cherishes most is not her body but her strong and lovely soul.

To participate in this banquet, Morris can be considered to have made a lot of effort to better himself. You should know that he used to scoff at the customs of the human world and did not even want to wear clothes that bind the body.

Qing Yun, who knew he would attend the banquet, had an almost wooden expression because he had to wear a skirt again.

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The maid holding the gown, which was the same color as Qing Yun's eyes, introduced it with enthusiasm: "Your Highness, do you know? In order to express their gratitude to you, the people of the border city put forth their utmost enthusiasm to make this gown. They invited the most skilled tailors and used the most luxurious cloth, which was decorated with sapphires of the same color as your eyes so that even at night it can catch the attention under the illumination of lights, you..."

"I see." Qing Yun, who was standing in the courtyard practicing magic, nodded coldly, "Put it there, I'll do it myself."

Having said so much, the maid was relieved to see the princess finally nod her head in agreement. These days, the princess is behaving more and more unconventionally, dressing in a simpler way and showing a yearning for those riding battle armor.

This is not only a change in appearance but also a radical change in temperament. The maid was very worried that the princess would not want to wear the beautiful but heavy gown.

After the maid left, Qing Yun looked at the time and silently changed his clothes. He is now familiar with wearing such clothing as the corset dress.

In fact, Qing Yun's customized battle armor and riding outfit had arrived, but Qing Yun did not wear it because of what that shopkeeper said. If he changed into other clothes...would it...actually shake?

It really wasn't suitable for him to wear a corset and then put on a skirt, so Qing Yun had to find some relatively easy dresses to wear.

Now, even in a dress, Qing Yun is not as cranky as he was a few days ago. That man recognized him again and fell in love with him, which made him realize that no matter what his appearance was like, no matter what kind of confinement he was subjected to, he was still him, the Qing Yun who had gotten 99 protagonists killed and scorned even the Heavenly Dao.

But...as the man quietly touched him and saw all of his most embarrassing side, Qing Yun's arrogant side still emerged and made him gnash his teeth in hate for the man.

Qing Yun pondered as he put on his cumbersome clothes. If he wanted to run into the Grand Mage and Lydia, I'm afraid he would still have to go to the elven forest. However, when he got there, he wouldn't be far from the mountains.

Thinking about it, the corners of Qing Yun's mouth could not help but reveal a sarcastic smile. In the original direction of this world, Joyce also met Lydia in the elven forest. He was mercilessly unmasked and turned back into a low-status impostor from the princess, who was treated with respect all the way.

Having his identity revealed, he got a cold reception from everyone. Even the people around him who had been escorting him, such as Serodi, had changed their faces to him. They were loyal to Princess Lydia, whom they had never met. Still, the most ridiculous thing was that they were convinced that Princess Lydia was the dragon's treasure. At the same time, they did not want to see the beautiful and kind Lydia imprisoned by the dragon. They joined forces again to push Joyce, the impostor, up.

Qing Yun's eyes slowly became deep. His goal in this world is very clear. The Grand Mage and Lydia, who dare to push him out as a stand-in, will have to suffer the consequences of being robbed of everything by him.

Whether it is the name of the princess or the world's reverence, these should be for Joyce, who has endured everything.

Qing Yun even thought if he could simply take that legendary dragon over as a mount. I wonder what the expression of Lydia, who has always boasted that she is the dragon's treasure, would be?

Of course, along with that, he had to snatch the key to the artifact back from the hands of that Grand Mage.

Qing Yun could not help but frown. He always felt that this "artifact" on his body with the aura of rules was a little unusual. This is not just the rules of this world but also gives Qing Yun a kind of unique threat of the Heavenly Dao.

Because of this, Qing Yun was unusually agitated in the past few days.

But now, he is able to look at it coldly. Even if the Heavenly Dao noticed it, so what? Isn't it still only through these painless means to confine him? This already shows that Qing Yun's soul is already so strong that even the Heavenly Dao cannot casually erase it.

So now, the key in the hands of the Grand Mage is no longer the thing Qing Yun wants most. The big deal is that he can use his soul to fight the rules and wear out the rules on this divine artifact, and one day he will be able to take the damn thing off.

The ball is about to start. If he knew that Qing Yun wanted to take him as a mount, the nervous dragon Morris would have immediately knelt down and sung congratulations.

Today, he is going to officially see his treasure again. How can Morris not be nervous? Will Joyce still be angry, will still ignore him?

These are all worrisome to Morris, who, for today's party, even wore the most exquisite standards and also the most constricting outfit for him. But Morris has no complaints at all. For his Joyce, he can willingly put the most onerous shackles on himself, just asking for his eyes to reflect her figure, asking Joyce to give him a chance to stay by his side.

After sitting in the carriage and waiting for a while, Morris asked with a face full of tension, "Haven't we arrived at the city lord's house yet?"

The coachman poked his head out with difficulty and whispered, " Count, the horses...are scared on the ground."

In fact, he was about to get down too.

Morris paused and then realized that he released a too dangerous aura due to the tension. Surprisingly, even the horses were too scared to go. Taking a deep breath and withdrawing his aura, Morris then felt the slow rotation of the wheel.