Chapter 178: The Poisonous Swan’s Saliva
「Waste Female Safety House - Main Hall.」
Beneath the crystal chandelier, Su An’an massaged her throbbing temples and asked Little Pink,
’Can we find any other Holy Priests?’
Little Pink sighed.
’It’s difficult. Black Priests are already exceedingly rare, and Holy Priests are basically extinct.’
’Otherwise, the Divine Female from two hundred years ago wouldn’t have been killed by a Black Priest.’
’One month... can Qiuqiu hold on that long?’
An image of the gray, decaying totem on Seville’s arm flashed through Su An’an’s mind.
The once-resplendent Golden Feather was now as dim as if its life had been drained away.
’Rest assured, Princess. Based on my behavioral analysis, the kidnappers gain nothing if Qiuqiu isn’t alive.’
Little Pink said reassuringly.
’That’s true,’
Su An’an sighed.
’After all, in the original novel, Qiuqiu survived until the Empire fell.’
’She was just worried that the price for Qiuqiu’s survival might be a fate worse than death.’
’Speaking of which, Seville’s tongue is getting more and more venomous. You’d probably need to have ten vials of Antidote on hand just to kiss him!’
Little Pink ranted frantically.
’Princess, you should just divorce him already.’
’Save yourself before his venomous tongue drives you to an early grave.’
’I’m partly responsible for him turning out this way. If it wasn’t for that poisoned wine all those years ago...’
’His voice was meant to be the most beautiful in the world.’
Su An’an looked at the "Songs of the Swan" she had secretly saved on her Smart Brain Player.
Those songs were truly worthy of being called heavenly.
’Princess, you’ve cured a rampaging Big Dragon, a cursed Big Fish, and a Big Fox suffering from genetic collapse.’
Little Pink ticked off on its small fingers.
’A single, venomous-tongued Swan should be a piece of cake!’
’The problem is, he won’t cooperate at all,’
Su An’an shook her head helplessly.
’If I so much as touch him now, I’m afraid a Wind Blade will slice my fingers off.’
’That ungrateful, wretched Swan!’
Little Pink was so furious sparks flew from its body.
’Serves him right to be mute for the rest of his life!’
’Enough about him. Let’s continue the search for Qiuqiu’s possible...’
Before Su An’an could finish speaking, Little Pink let out a sudden, ear-piercing shriek.
’Holy crap! What bastard dares to spread rumors about the Princess?!’
’What’s wrong? Why are you being so dramatic?’
Su An’an frowned.
’Princess, look!’
Little Pink quickly projected a screen.
All sorts of cringeworthy trending topics scrolled frantically across the light screen.
"Princess Su An’an Kidnaps Love Rival Nicola."
"Seville Grovels Before the Vicious Su An’an."
"Abolish Royal Privilege! Su An’an, Get Out of Black Star!"
Below them was a pile of accompanying photos.
Nicola, crying as she was driven away by Su An’an and Seville.
Su An’an, her face cold, the healing light at her fingertips transformed into a bloody glow.
Seville’s Wind Blade, edited in slow motion to look like a vicious attack.
And the final, blood-red image:
Nicola’s ransacked room, along with a ransom note left by the kidnapper.
"I’ve taken Nicola. If you want her to live, make every Alliance faction pull out of Black Star."
"And remember, if you dare leak the news that Nicola’s been kidnapped, I’ll feed her to the Mutant Beasts."
The comment section exploded:
"Seville has defiled the sacred totem! He deserves the punishment of having his feathers plucked!"
"Su An’an’s so-called Healing Technique is actually black magic meant to bewitch people’s minds."
"I heard Seville has to drink the Princess’s blood every night just to be able to speak?"
"Nicola was kidnapped?"
Su An’an shot to her feet.
She sensed a conspiracy, a feeling as chilling as a viper’s hissing tongue.
Little Pink’s light screen flashed rapidly.
’This is bad! All of Nicola’s Beast Husbands are on their way here!’
On the surveillance screen, the scales of the Violent Dragon Yan Tian were all raised, and patterns like molten lava seethed beneath his skin.
"Su An’an! Get the hell out here!"
He slammed his palm against the titanium alloy gate of the Waste Female Safety House.
His scorching-hot ability burned the gate red-hot.
Molten metal dripped along the embossed patterns, scorching black marks onto the ground below.
"BOOM!"
Night Abyss’s figure materialized like a phantom.
A cloud of purple-black poison mist solidified into the shape of a massive dragon and sent Yan Tian flying.
Ying Jiuyao rested his sharp claws on the doorframe, moonlight glinting coldly off their tips.
"What the hell are you all doing, causing a scene in the middle of the night?"
A magma-like red light glowed from Yan Tian’s Dragon Scales as he roared,
"Stop playing dumb! Hand over Nicola!"
Nemo’s shark-like fins flared as he glared at them menacingly.
"You treacherous bunch of backstabbers!"
"I did not kidnap Nicola!"
Su An’an descended the steps slowly, her hem whipping in the night wind.
"You need evidence when you make accusations!"
Night Abyss spread his draconic wings, shielding Su An’an.
Ying Jiuyao’s White Tiger claws sprang out.
Fei Zhao’s nine tails fanned out behind him.
Lan Cangming’s Ice Crystals floated into the air, forming a shield.
The three beastmen stood behind Su An’an like an impenetrable wall.
"See for yourselves." Yan Tian furiously flung out a light screen, its projection bursting with a scarlet glow in the night sky.
The surveillance footage froze: as a cloaked figure turned, there was a fleeting glimpse of a pink fox ear from beneath their black robe.
A close-up of the physical evidence: a strand of pink fox fur shimmering inside a sealed bag.
"Still dare to deny it?"
Nemo’s sharp claws pointed straight at the tip of Su An’an’s nose.
Lan Cangming activated his smart brain, and an ice mirror refracted the light to magnify the image tenfold.
He pointed to the spots on the pink fox fur in the image and said,
"The surveillance footage can be faked, and the fox fur can be forged. This is all fake."
Yan Tian suddenly stepped forward, his claws revealing a pink diamond badge.
It was Su An’an’s Princess Badge, a special issue from the Royal Family, and it glowed faintly in his palm.
"We found this on the person in black! The laser anti-counterfeiting code on it can’t be faked, right?"
Lan Cangming took the badge as ice crystals flowed over its surface.
Three seconds later, his pupils contracted. "It’s genuine!"
"That’s impossible!"
Ying Jiuyao snatched the badge to inspect it.
Night Abyss and Fei Zhao also crowded around.
After inspecting it, their expressions all turned grim.
This badge was as real as it gets.
"My Princess Badge... I left it with Alita."
Su An’an’s face turned deathly pale as she suddenly remembered something.
"Could something have happened to Alita?"
She quickly tried to contact Alita on her communicator.
"BEEP!"
An automated female voice responded coldly,
"Princess Alita is currently undergoing deep mental restoration in a healing pod. Estimated time until consciousness is restored: 168 hours."
’Deep mental restoration again?’
Su An’an’s heart tightened, and she immediately tried the direct line to the Royal Family.
"Stop putting on an act!"
Yan Tian suddenly flew into a rage, smashing a nearby stone pillar.
"You pretend to help treat Lu Chengfeng, then turn right around and kidnap a Female Master!"
"Isn’t it just because you’re jealous that Nicola is Seville’s number one fan?"
Just as Su An’an opened her mouth to explain, a voice laced with frost cut through the clamor.
"Hah! A pack of fools."
The voice, as clear and cold as an icy spring, cut through the night.
Seville emerged from the shadows, his long, silver-purple hair cascading down like a river of stars.
He carried a cocoon-like bundle on his back, wrapped in layer upon layer of the Golden Feather Clan’s special moonlight silk. Every fold seemed to flow with a faint, ice-blue glimmer.
At that moment, Qiuqiu was curled up inside the cocoon, fast asleep.
After drinking the medicinal broth Seville had prepared, it was on the verge of another transformation.
Su An’an’s gaze swept over the strange "cocoon" before she looked away again.
She had no idea that Qiuqiu, whom she had been searching for so desperately, was right under her nose.
"Seville, you..."
Su An’an wanted to ask why Seville was here, but Little Pink interrupted her.
’Princess, don’t say anything! Be careful you don’t get hit by the toxic Swan’s spit!’