Chapter 110: Narrow Escape from Death

“Miss Vilyric? Why are you here alone… Wait! Why did you suddenly call me out at a time like this?! You could have just walked in!”

Despite having demonstrated some rather unbelievable power in front of her before, this bookish girl named Dolina didn’t seem to treat the Priestess with the same respect as most others. Instead, it felt like she regarded her as a friend to chat and relax with.

After the battle on Omoland, Dolina would occasionally come to chat with a certain black-haired girl over tea, exchanging their respective collections of books, so their relationship was rather good.

That’s why Miss Vilyric greeted her when she saw her.

“Hm?”

The black-haired girl in a formal dress put her hands on her hips and wore a mischievous grin.

“Is this how you talk to your lifesaver? Hey, hey, you guys are all friends of Dolina, right? Let me tell you, she did something on Omoland…”

“Wrong, wrong, wrong! I was wrong! You are way too sneaky, you promised to keep it a secret!”

With her past history in hand, the nearly in tears Dolina was forced to surrender, raising her hands in front of her curious companions, quickly dragging Vilyric off to the side.

“My goodness, what do you want? We’re still working over here, and new guests are about to arrive…”

Seeing Dolina’s pitiful expression that didn’t dare to speak up, Vilyric felt a bit guilty for teasing her and chuckled as she pinched Dolina’s chubby cheek.

“Not much, just a hello to a familiar face. Besides, like I said before, didn’t you get promoted after the Omoland incident? What brings you here to welcome guests? Is the organization that short-handed?”

“Uh, well…”

The white-feathered girl in waiting attire looked awkward, casting furtive glances before whispering.

“About that last incident, quite a few people saw it, you know? While most of the sisters agreed to keep it secret, still, there are some like you… I mean, those who are a bit hard to negotiate with, so it turned into this awkward exchange…”

At this point, Vilyric understood what Dolina was implying.

She suppressed her laughter and pretended to be serious.

“I think you should stop trying to hide it. It’s just a bit cringy, it’s nothing, really! I find your move names quite vivid… Pfft, hahahaha!”

Okay, couldn’t hold it in.

“You’re still laughing! Stop laughing! Everyone’s looking at us like we’re weird! Ah, new guests are here, I need to go back!”

A flurry of footsteps sounded from outside, and Dolina quickly dashed back to her position like a startled rabbit, without even having time to compose herself before a crowd entered the corridor.

Since there was only one way to the teleportation array, Vilyric’s delay inevitably caused her to collide with the group waiting at the entrance, including Xiao Guang and the others.

Every attendant girl, including Dolina, simultaneously recited the rehearsed welcome speech, just as before, while the appearance of the newcomers immediately caught Miss Vilyric’s attention.

They looked like humans, but they weren’t part of the United Kingdom faction represented by Philena.

This group consisted of nearly twenty people, more than half of whom were not dressed in formal attire. Instead, they wore finely crafted armor adorned with special patterns, swords at their waists.

Thanks to the existence of spatial storage technology and the Wing Emperor’s immense power, the white-feathered warriors guarding the “Flying Wing Garden” didn’t confiscate the visitors’ weapons, but there were strict regulations on how many guards each faction could bring.

For a national level, Vilyric recalled it shouldn’t exceed ten.

It seemed they were pretty much at full capacity here.

The patterns on these guards bore a sort of symbolic insignia, akin to a family crest, comparable to the bird mark of the Meikalan family in the United Kingdom, meaning this group must belong to some special family.

Vilyric recalled seeing a similar crest in a book; it resembled a lion roaring silently towards the sky, representing a massive presence known throughout the world.

Lauded as the nation with the strongest military power in the world, the Ost Empire, royal family— the Frederick family.

In other words, this group was the envoy from the Ost Empire.

The corridor leading to the teleportation array was wide, and since Xiao Guang and a few other girls were quite slender, standing there didn’t completely block the path. Moreover, this was the territory of the Winged People; anyone with a bit of sense wouldn’t…

“What’s with the staring? Get out of the way!”

The young man wearing a luxurious light red ceremonial outfit, who was facing away from Vilyric, pushed past the only one not stepping aside… a certain Giant Dragon lady.

Pfft… they really went there, this absurd cliche.

Vilyric rolled her eyes internally and hurried to her pet, already preparing to deal with the aftermath—thinking about how to help collect the pieces afterward.

Though she disliked trouble, she wasn’t afraid of it. This guy pushed his way into her pet’s face—what’s the harm in taking care of him if he got hurt?

However, that reckless shove didn’t succeed.

An aged hand, showing signs of wrinkling and frailty, reached out first, grabbing the red-haired young man.

As a result, the cold glint in the golden-haired dragon girl’s eyes and her slightly raised claw… were also briefly retracted. After all, Vilyric had quickly arrived at her side during that moment.

“Your Highness, this is not the Empire. Please show some restraint. There’s no need to get handsy over something trivial, especially with a lady, is there?”

Speaking was an elderly man in a sleek black tuxedo standing beside the young man. He looked to be about sixty years old, his right eye covered by a pirate-like eye patch, his short white hair neatly arranged. His slightly murky single eye exuded a sense of maturity and cunning.

“Xiu Qing! Didn’t you see this woman just now looking at me with that disdainful expression? Not only was she blocking the path, but she completely looked down on a member of the royal family! If this were in the Empire…”

The old man interrupted the young man’s shouting with a calm voice lacking much emotion.

“Let me emphasize once more, this is not the Empire. If it were just another day, that would be fine, but tonight, please control your temper and don’t cause any trouble. You didn’t come all this way to the Kingdom of Azure to stir up conflict and bring trouble to the Empire, did you?”

“Tsk…”

The red-haired young man clicked his tongue, turned his head away disgruntled, but didn’t say anything more or attempt to act out—he seemed to have quite a deal of respect, or perhaps fear, for the old man.

“Apologies for the disturbance.”

The gentlemanly old man directed a polite smile towards a few of the girls—clearly aimed at Vilyric—before stepping into the silver magical array at the end of the corridor, disappearing from sight with his dozen or so followers quickly.

   

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