Chapter 747: Personally interrogate!

The two of them chatted idly, separated by an unknown distance.

After an unknown amount of time, Xiao Feng heard the sound of the door opening.

Then a burst of "strong light" shot in, irritating his eyes so much they felt uncomfortable.

Even after staying ten minutes in the small dark room, lighting a candle seemed glaringly bright!

"Your Majesty, he's inside." came the respectful voice of the warden from outside.

It also sounded a bit harsh, as if the voice were too loud.

Xiao Feng couldn't help rubbing his eyes and ears, then looked toward the doorway.

At the prison doorway, a person stood in the "strong light," forming a silhouette.

She had a long high ponytail, wore thick armor, and beneath her battle skirt a section of thigh was visible, with combat boots below.

Her outline was mainly shaped by the armor, yet one could still see her proportions were extremely perfect—long legs, slim waist, and an excellent figure.

"I will personally interrogate him; you all withdraw."

A cold female voice came from the doorway—somewhat low and hoarse, neither fast nor slow, carrying the aura of a lofty queen, very alluring.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

The warden and prison guards all withdrew, no one daring to linger nearby.

That silhouette walked inside.

With a backhanded swing, the prison door slammed shut with a boom.

At this moment, inside and outside the prison were two separate worlds; those outside didn't know what was happening inside, and those inside couldn't hear outside sounds.

"Master… your subordinate arrived late!"

Just after the door was closed, that aloof‑queen‑like war‑goddess Majesty immediately lowered her proud stance, bowed her head, and apologized.

In the darkness Xiao Feng couldn't see her; hearing her, he simply replied, "Tell me properly—what do you plan to do with me next?"

"Master, this…"

Mist's tone was somewhat embarrassed.

She took out a glowing crystal stone and held it in her palms.

The crystal emitted a bluish‑green light, illuminating the small dark room considerably.

By that bluish‑green light, Xiao Feng could see her face.

She gathered her thoughts and said, "Later I will release you, Master, and tell them… I have already killed you many times, avenging my hatred. Then I will say you intend to make up for your mistake and are willing to help me fight the strong enemy… Master, do you think this works?"

"What a load of crap!"

Xiao Feng snapped, "You'd be better off just telling them I gave you the war horn and wrote off our past grudges!"

"Written off in one stroke!"

Mist frowned and said, "But I've already let them see the war horn, telling them I found it myself…"

Xiao Feng: …

Fine! You're amazing! You're so aloof!

"So you really intend to let me rot in jail, using this chance to take revenge for me enslaving you?" Xiao Feng said coldly.

"No, not at all!"

Mist hurriedly shook her head.

To avoid misunderstanding, she swiftly moved to remove Xiao Feng's shackles, explaining, "I really didn't know how to handle this earlier; I just followed my old way of thinking. If you want to blame me, Master, in this death‑cell I am at your disposal! I only hope to keep my last shred of dignity and not let everyone know I am no longer free."

"At your disposal?"

Xiao Feng looked at her.

Under the crystal's clear, cold light, Mist's exquisitely crafted visage appeared even more stunningly beautiful.

Before, Xiao Feng only saw her as a fighter and thought nothing of her.

Now, upon reevaluating, he actually noticed some charm.

Her looks should be the highest Xiao Feng has ever seen in his life; only the unnamed "Miss Chen" could compare, and even the goddess He Er Na falls slightly short—she is like a perfect sculpture with no flaws.

Mist's features are slightly androgynous, with silver sword‑like brows flying into her temples and a high nasal bridge; just looking at those two aspects, she resembles a handsome swordsman.

Yet her peach‑blossom eyes carry a soft beauty; within her golden pupils flash the light of ideals and ambition, like an aspiring girl with lofty goals.

The most unforgettable feature is her moist, crimson lips.

When Xiao Feng first saw her in the War God Temple, he was captivated by the pair of vermilion lips peeking from under her helmet and couldn't help glancing at them a few more times.

Now, without a visor blocking her, her peerless visage is clearly visible, even within reach, and the feeling is a bit subtle.

Mist knelt quietly before him, holding the glowing crystal stone, waiting for him to speak.

This obedient demeanor contrasts sharply with her usual brisk, capable manner in public, creating a huge contrast.

To say she has no special thoughts would be an outright lie!

However…

Having been arrested and jailed, Xiao Feng had no mood to think about those improper matters.

After thinking, he replied, "In a moment you go out and release me directly. If anyone asks, just say we cleared up our grudges in the death‑cell. All this is actually a misunderstanding—an outsider killed King Bàliáo, I chased the murderer all the way and avenged the king, then was delayed for some reasons and didn't return to you.

Now our grudge is settled; you think I'm strong and need me as an aide against foreign foes, so you let me go and treat me as an honored guest."

Mist listened to his fabricated excuse, felt it was plausible, and nodded.

Then she asked again, "And… how should we explain to them the time I ambushed you, Master, and you took 1 billion divine stones from me?"

Xiao Feng tilted his head, annoyed, "Shouldn't you have already come up with an excuse for this when you returned last time? Why are you asking me now?"

"I… I'm not good at lying," Mist whispered weakly, even feeling a bit wronged.

Xiao Feng was almost speechless.

"You're a state lord, you're Your Majesty, dear! How can a proper state lord not know how to lie? Shouldn't you have a set of lines without repetition?"

「I... 」

Mi wanted to speak but stopped, lowering their head.

In front of the master, she couldn't act aloof; when scolded, she felt even more wronged.

"What did you say before?"

Seeing her aggrieved demeanor, Xiao Feng couldn't bring himself to scold her, and could only keep thinking of a solution.

Mi raised their head and explained: "I said…… when pursuing and trying to kill the master, I was seriously wounded by a powerful expert from the Elemental Sea who appeared midway, and only thanks to another expert's rescue did I escape death. I never explained anything about the divine stone; I simply forcibly ordered it taken from the national treasury…"

Pa!

Xiao Feng slapped his forehead, scratched his hair, and her lame reason completely broke through his defenses.

How can there be such a stupid person in the world!

He scolded: "You're really a little cutie! You could have just told them that I fought many battles, sustaining heavy injuries, to avenge Overlord Blaze King, and that the 10 billion divine stones were your generous gift to thank me, canceling all grudges. You made up…… pulling two chief gods out of thin air, and then you even sent the divine stones to Wind Spirit Island. Doesn't the messenger who brought you the divine stones know Wind Spirit Island? Wouldn't that immediately give you away?"

"I, I didn't expect so much……"

Mi lowered their head again, suddenly realizing their intellect seemed a bit insufficient.

Mi then immediately explained: "The person who sent the divine stone, master, you don't need to worry; that messenger is an Upper God I accepted through a master-servant contract, loyal and devoted, just as I am to you…"

Xiao Feng sighed.

Although you're loyal and devoted, you've landed me in jail!

Master-servant contracts aren't always that reliable!

(End of chapter)