“Mil… Mil!”
When Diana’s slender eyelashes fluttered open, what greeted her eyes was a crystal chandelier hanging from a gilded dome, and soft, warm light filtering through a moon-white gauze curtain, spilling onto the brocade pillow.
Outside the window was a moonless summer night sky, with stars twinkling brightly…
Diana hadn’t been unconscious for too long; after White Magic Miss took her onto the casualty carriage, only about two hours had passed by the time they returned to the Royal Capital;
Since Otto returned to the Royal Capital, all those charges against Diana had collapsed.
After getting up, a maid beside her offered water:
“Your Highness? You’re awake?”
Diana suddenly grabbed the maid’s wrist:
“Where is Mil? How is Mil?”
Her ice-blue eyes misted over, and her silver hair spread out on the ivory pillow, like silk woven from moonlight.
“Mil? He was summoned by His Majesty.”
“I… I’m still alive? No… wait…”
Diana clutched her aching forehead, only remembering Mil’s figure as he fought to the death against the elite Werewolves to protect her, even while severely wounded…
But she was even more curious about how Mil had survived back then? His throat was pierced, and he fell from such a high cliff.
The maid nodded and explained:
“Yes, thankfully… Mil was carrying the kiss of rebirth at the time.”
“So that’s it! No wonder he survived after I pierced his throat, that’s great…”
Diana breathed a sigh of relief…
The legendary holy relic—the kiss of rebirth—could instantly heal even the most severe injuries;
But its power came from the Elf Clan, and after each use, it required at least a month to recharge before it could be used again.
Listening to Diana’s murmuring, the maid was a little confused and frowned:
“Huh? What are you saying? It was Mil who used the power of the kiss of rebirth to save your life.”
“What?!”
Diana instantly felt a pang of anguish…
Mil, at that time, was so severely wounded, in a life-or-death situation, yet he was unwilling to use it;
But such an important life-saving item was used to revive the murderer who wanted to kill him!
If not for Mil’s hidden intervention, her brother Otto would have died from the Third Prince’s conspiracy;
If not for Mil’s hidden intervention, she would not have been able to escape from prison!
If not for Mil stepping forward at the end, the prison would have already fallen into the claws of the Werewolves!
The maid beside her smiled and continued:
“Yes, and Mil also attributed all the credit for eliminating the elite Werewolves to you.”
“Why?”
“He kept emphasizing, saying something like… ‘I’m just a powerless magic apprentice, those Royal Knights were all killed by Her Highness Diana, you have to believe me!’ and so on.”
Before the maid finished speaking, Diana had already stepped barefoot onto the Persian carpet;
Her slender ankles, exposed beneath her lace nightgown, were almost transparently white in the lamplight.
After getting up, she put on a nightgown and rushed out the door.
“Your Highness! Your Highness, where are you going?”
“To find him!”
Diana’s voice, accompanied by the sound of her running footsteps, disappeared down the corridor.
On the other side, Mil had already been interviewed by the Emperor and was standing in the corridor outside the palace, collecting his thoughts…
The hem of his black robe was still stained with moss from the ice lake, his pale face in the night wind was like fragile porcelain, and the hideous scar on his neck was half-hidden by a scarf.
Mil didn’t understand a single word Emperor Albert III said, even wondering if he had crossed into a parallel world?
What did ‘Otto is very grateful for your help’ mean? And what did ‘they say all the Werewolves were killed by you’ mean?
It was laughable, he hadn’t even heard a single wolf howl.
Was there a possibility that tonight’s Werewolves had self-inflicted wounds?
“Mil!”
That cool voice sounded again, and Mil trembled with fright, sighing:
“If you want to fight, just come, make it quick.”
However, as soon as he turned around, the silver-haired girl crashed into his chest…
A dew-like aura, mixed with Diana’s unique fragrance, enveloped him.
Fortunately, her impact was not small, so it didn’t break his sternum.
Diana hugged him very tightly, as if she wanted to crush Mil and knead him into her own body.
Mil was full of question marks, not quite understanding…
Her method of killing was a bit niche.
“Mil… I’m sorry…”
The scent of cedar from Diana’s hair, mixed with tears, soaked Mil’s shoulder, her fingertips almost digging into his shoulder blades;
Seeing the wound on Mil’s neck, her heart ached, and her lungs felt somewhat sour…
“Don’t say these useless things, if you want to fight, hurry up.”
Mil’s face was a little red…
He felt Diana’s cheek pressed against his neck, her hands tightly gripping the clothes on his back, and her warm breath spreading across the back of his neck.
Looking down, he saw her butterfly bones rising and falling beneath the sheer fabric, and from the collar at her back, his gaze could travel all the way down to her dimples and white lace, but he couldn’t see her legs;
Her waist was very slender, and her shoulders were very narrow, yet he wondered how she could unleash such powerful sword light.
“Mil, I know everything you’ve done…”
“Then why don’t you just kill me?” —Mil sighed internally…
The power of the Ancestral Blood had long since dissipated, and Mil was like a rabbit held in the embrace of a tiger;
He had come to terms with life and death; even if he disagreed, he couldn’t fight back.
Mil, disheartened, sighed and gritted his teeth:
“Her Highness Diana, I am already engaged, please have some self-respect.”
The moment she heard this, Diana felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over her from head to toe;
It was then that she suddenly realized that some things had already been lost.
“Hey! What do you two mean?!”
Another familiar voice, Mil turned his head and saw that it was Lilith.
Diana awkwardly released Mil, but her hand still clutched his clothes tightly:
“Sorry…”
Lilith’s eyes were cold, but even at this moment, she still walked forward slowly with a ladylike cross-step:
“Her Highness Diana, could you please remove your hand from my fiancé?”
“Miss Lilith, why did Mil agree to get engaged to you?”
“Hmm, couldn’t it be because of beauty? Is there no possibility that he thinks I’m prettier than you?”
Lilith tilted her head disdainfully, her eyes burning like fire, then she rolled her eyes and glared fiercely at Mil.
Although Lilith had always been very resistant to her identity, for a long time, she had also enjoyed the feeling of being the center of attention;
Being surrounded by men seemed to be a matter of course.
Until she met this scoundrel, Mil!
That feeling of suddenly being ignored, disdained, and even disliked, repeatedly lingered in her chest…
Making it hard to breathe.
And she didn’t know when Diana had been hailed as the most beautiful princess on the Atla Continent;
Her iconic face, with well-defined features, perfectly combined with traditional aesthetics.
But Lilith was a Succubus!
And, she was a High Succubus, the future Succubus Lord!
If Mil disdained all women, then it would be easy to understand, such people were not unheard of;
But he just…!
Diana’s eyes also held a faint hint of anger:
“Beauty? Not necessarily, right? I think it might also be because… you hold his secret?”
“You!”
Lilith’s teeth gnashed together; the key was, she had guessed correctly!
Taking a deep breath, Lilith grabbed Mil’s arm and dragged him away.
It wasn’t until she watched the two of them almost disappear from sight that Diana finally called out:
“Mil! I will save you, whether it’s the Abyss or the Demon Den!”
Mil, like a walking corpse, looked back in confusion;
But in Diana’s eyes, he appeared so helpless.
After leaving the Royal Palace, Mil didn’t understand the full story until he returned to the Laiyata Estate in the Royal Capital and opened the succubus book…
It was all Ibon’s fault; he thought too highly of himself!
He was clearly the mastermind of the plan, yet he withheld information and acted on his own!
This person must not be kept!
Of course, there were still many things he couldn’t figure out, for example… didn’t they suspect who defeated that group of elite Werewolves?
Who cast the spell to lure all the monsters to the prison?
It was strange; except for Lilith, no one would tell Mil the truth.
One reason was that Mil didn’t dare to ask, and the second was that everyone else thought Mil already knew;
Especially when others learned of Mil’s brilliant foresight from First Prince Otto—
“Seeing through the Third Prince’s scheme, killing the alchemical puppet, assisting Diana in her escape, successfully obtaining intelligence on the demon tide, guiding others to rescue Otto, and finally fighting the wolves alone to save Diana.”
After all, during the days Otto was imprisoned, he had been listening to these cultists and demons discussing Mil;
Listening to their embellished descriptions…
How Mil infiltrated the cult? How he penetrated the demon spy network? How he manipulated those high-ranking demons in the palm of his hand?
Only then did Otto truly realize how Mil’s demon propaganda plan was a case of using a small force to move a great weight?
How it was like pulling the rug out from under someone?
How it turned decay into wonder!
The only thing that puzzled Otto was…
“What do you mean all the things in my room were sent to the Holy Country?”