Chapter 115: This Is the Reward My Queen Gives You!

For a brief instant, Fulade actually saw a trace of grievance on Queen of Witches Ma'erjin.

Looking at Ma'erjin glaring at him, still holding her head high with a tsundere air, Fulade blinked in puzzlement.

He thought it was just his own illusion.

After all, based on Fulade's understanding of Ma'erjin—her unruly, queen‑like, domineering pride—how could she show such a girlish demeanor?

He shook his head, thinking nothing more.

However, after this interruption, Fulade lost any desire to tease her further.

He merely glanced at the sky and said, "I'll come find you tonight."

Then, under Ma'erjin's embarrassed and angry gaze, he appeared before Weiluona and the others.

"Tell me about the recent situation, huh, Ravenna, you actually also advanced!?" Halfway through, Fulade's tone shifted, and with a surprised look he addressed Ravenna.

"If you can advance, why can't I?" Ravenna tilted her head back, glanced sideways, and looked at Fulade with a slightly provocative stare.

It was less provocation than teasing, perhaps.

That queen‑like tsundere charm, no matter how you looked at it, seemed like another invitation.

Cough cough~ Fulade suddenly cleared his throat.

Because just now, for some reason, seeing Ravenna's little expression involuntarily reminded him of Ma'erjin.

It seemed she had once glared at him that way; perhaps she was pulling back her drifting thoughts and raising her head to signal.

Weiluona then reported the past month's events to Fulade in meticulous detail, while Ravenna occasionally added a sentence on the side.

"You mean, because of my advancement, coastal disasters have surged, causing the Holy Court to retreat entirely, and Bishop Leisen also mysteriously died during his second term."

Fulade, while pondering, looked toward the northwest at that striking Tree Dragon.

Suddenly, Fulade's gaze fixed, and he muttered, "Is that~ Malinfisen!?"

After a brief thought, Fulade first gave a few words to those beside him, then headed toward Malinfisen and the Tree Dragon.

"Greetings, I am Fulade, King of the Kingdom of Walachia," Fulade smiled faintly, greeting the two.

He looked at the Breakthrough Level Three strongman who had suddenly appeared before him.

Malinfisen at first felt a flash of astonishment, then became somewhat at a loss.

After all, having grown up in the forest, Malinfisen had almost never dealt with outsiders, except Shidifen.

Thus, when faced with Fulade's greeting, she felt a sudden shyness.

The Tree Dragon beneath her, after a momentary daze, recovered and offered its respect to the man before it, at least the apparent strongest.

It also said, "Pleasure to meet you, Your Majesty King of Darkness."

"I am Ji'er, guardian of Moor Forest,"

"Y‑You, hello, I am Malinfisen, pleased to meet you."

The still‑young Malinfisen appeared a bit raw and immature, not yet the domineering Dark Witch of the later Sleeping Curse.

"Pleasure to meet you both, Mr. Ji'er, Miss Malinfisen," Fulade replied most gentlemanly.

This made the two, whose impression of Fulade had been limited to titles like King of Darkness, war‑instigator, bloodthirsty butcher, Impaler, pause in surprise.

Because they had only seen those epithets attached to Fulade.

At first, they thought Fulade was hard to deal with.

But now, seeing Fulade's warm smile and lack of hostility, they completely overturned their preconceived notions.

This not only left them stunned but also sparked a few goodwill feelings toward Fulade.

"Moor Forest, huh? I've heard it's an extremely beautiful, fairy‑tale place. If you two don't mind, I'd love to find time to visit and admire its scenery."

Faced with Fulade's generous praise, it was clear that Tree Dragon Ji'er and the young Malinfisen grew increasingly fond of him.

"We are honored to invite Your Majesty King of Darkness to Moor Forest; I believe Moor Forest will certainly not disappoint you," the Tree Dragon replied.

Malinfisen also happily nodded in agreement.

After a few more exchanges, the Tree Dragon and Malinfisen took their leave, addressing Fulade.

"Well then, see you next time, Ji'er."

"Malinfisen~" Fulade nodded in response to the two.

Especially when addressing Malinfisen, he deliberately showed a gentlemanly smile.

This made the still‑naïve Malinfisen blush, feeling a bit shy, as she watched the massive, winding Tree Dragon Ji'er gradually recede.

Fulade's gaze flickered for a moment, then he turned and flew toward Panduo Mountain.

Panduo Mountain, Ma'erjin's palace.

At this moment, a shift affecting the entire Dark World was unfolding here.

"The purpose of forming the Dark Parliament is to unify power, jointly promote the Dark World's prosperous development, maintain world peace, and avoid meaningless internal strife."

As Weiluona finished reading, everyone in the great hall stared at each other.

At this moment, a host of Ma'erjin's subordinates, all strong, were prominently listed.

Except for the Serpent Sorcerer Sitelikesi, who had already died in battle.

The others, including the captured Tyrannosaurus Sorcerer Radu and the Shadow-Hunting Demon Panther Sorcerer Sa'erjin, were all present.

However, when they heard Weiluona finish reading the purpose of establishing the Dark Parliament,

including Ma'erjin, almost everyone's gaze toward Fulade was strange.

If their memories weren't corrupted, it seemed that most of the current Dark World conflicts were sparked by this guy in front of them! As for the odd stares, Fulade acted as if he didn't see them, simply enjoying the feed from the little beauty Ailisi.

Watching the two across from each other, their eyes were almost tugging at threads.

Ma'erjin, for some unknown reason, felt a sudden tickle in her throat and wanted to spray a mouthful of Dragon Flame (Salt Soda) to kill the shameless scoundrel Fulade.

Seemingly sensing Ma'erjin's stare, Fulade looked toward her, his gaze slightly puzzled.

What's the situation, sss, this look—some kind of Fulade shiver—when he looks at Ma'erjin, it inevitably becomes odd.

As the meeting ended, Fulade said to the little beauty Ailisi, whose face showed anticipation, "First, obediently go back to your room and wait for me; Ma'erjin and I still have some matters to discuss."

Facing the request of her beloved, Ailisi did not think further, sweetly and shyly nodded in agreement.

Watching everyone disperse, only Fulade suddenly stayed behind.

This made Ma'erjin's heart subconsciously miss a beat.

"You, Fulade, what do you intend to do?" A flash of panic, and a hint of joy that even she herself had not noticed, flickered in Ma'erjin's eyes.

Seeing Ma'erjin lift her head, she tried hard to maintain a queen‑like demeanor.

Fulade, deciding not to pretend any longer, stepped forward and tightly embraced Ma'erjin.

"Fulade, you shameless bastard, let go of me at once."

The moment Fulade held her, Ma'erjin reacted fiercely and struggled.

As her small hand slapped forcefully without any sign of magic, Fulade's suspicion was confirmed.

Ma'erjin has feelings for me!?

But Ma'erjin, accustomed to a lofty bearing, clearly couldn't let go of her pride.

Perhaps she also harbors a bit of fear!?

She saw herself raise her hand and slap Ma'erjin's perky, plump buttocks.

All the scolding and struggling stopped instantly.

Realizing something, Ma'erjin reflexively tilted her head, a shy expression flashing in her eyes.

This let Fulade, who had been watching her, catch it in his gaze.

Without any superfluous words, Fulade hoisted Ma'erjin and strode toward the inner hall, where Ma'erjin was placed on a soft couch.

Amid Ma'erjin's startled cries and her feigned struggle, they resumed a yoga session to consolidate the recent practice results.

As the final tremor faded, Ma'erjin, with a rather complex expression, looked toward Fulade, who was getting dressed and standing up.

At this moment, Ma'erjin didn't know which tension had been misapplied.

She actually took out a copper coin and tossed it to Fulade.

With Fulade looking puzzled, she burst into a giggle.

Her tsundere attitude suddenly became evident.

Then Ma'erjin suddenly stood, unabashedly walked to Fulade's front, lifted his handsome chin, and, proud as a queen, said, "Well performed; this is a reward from your queen! Now, you may step down."

Having said that, she then, while Fulade stared in stunned bewilderment, blasted him out of the inner hall.

(End of chapter)