BOSS Transmigrates as a Little Cutie

Chapter 109

What Qing Yun had decided could only be his, and absolutely no one elses name was allowed to be attached to it.

But in this kind of situation that made him angry, that stupid dragon is still not here?

Qing Yun felt even angrier in his heart. If not for his belief in his familys fool, he might have thought that the man had suddenly left him to meet this messy princess.

Lydia was speechless by the question. How could she know whether the dragon had appeared? She only smiled and pretended she knew when that man named Aino mentioned the dragon roar in the border city.

All this way, she kept emphasizing that she could communicate with the dragon, but only because she knew that the dragon was not in the mountains. This is because she met an adventurer on the road who had just returned from the Morris Mountains. That adventurer died after telling her the truth about the dragons absence.

This is why Lydia deduced that the dragon had given up on Studian and why she dared to shake things up with the dragons name. When someone questioned her, she was certain that the dragon was no longer there. She made it look like she knew the dragons whereabouts, so she got everyones trust.

After arriving at the elven forest, some elves went over to check and completely confirmed her lie.

Lydia did not speak, but other elves retorted for her: The princess is kind and keeps a compassionate heart even for the demons, so of course she will not let the dragon kill the demons!

Once these words came out, it made the mercenaries around Qing Yun snicker and show their killing intent.

The demons attacked their territory and killed their relatives. Women and children are not spared in the hands of the demons. They even captured humans alive to do abominable dark magic, but now say that the princess has goodwill towards the demons?

Even after hearing about the dragon, these mercenaries did not put down the weapons in their hands. In their hearts, the dragon is no longer the most important. They already have their own courage and strength, rather than relying on the dragon as before.

There is no point in arguing about this. Lancer slowly walked forward, and his eyes swept over Qing Yuns side of the people. He frowned and asked, Where is Hughes?

Saying that, he looked at Qing Yun, Are you afraid that Hughes will reveal your identity, so you killed him?

Nonsense! Serodi gave a stern and took out Hughes relic, Hughes died in the war to save the princess. But, even before he died, his face was full of glory!

Lancer was stunned. He saw that the expressions of Serodi and the others did not seem to be fake, and only then did he look solemnly at Joyce, who was dressed as a woman but had no sense of contradiction.

Whether Hughes willingly died in battle for him, or he was able to kill Hughes unnoticed and convince so many people, it means that this teenagers ability has exceeded his imagination.

Lancers expression finally became grave as he looked at Qing Yun and sternly shouted, Joyce, quickly admit your identity and kneel to pray for Princess Lydias forgiveness.

Oh? What if I dont? Qing Yun smiled sarcastically. When he was forced to pretend to be a princess, this Grand Mage had used almost every way to brainwash him, and now sensing his threat, he was forcing him to admit his identity?

If you dont apologize like the princess, the elven clan will defend the glory of the princess to the death. The Elf King narrowed his eyes and threatened the young girl with a low voice.

When the two parties are at a standstill, suddenly several beast roars came, the Elf King and Aino suddenly raised their heads, and a smooth body with a black coat leopard slowly walked over.

The Elf King frowned and looked at the black panther that vaguely revealed a powerful aura and said, Sure enough, youre here too.

The black panther was naturally the King of magical beasts. It grinned and spat out human words, I received an order from my lord to protect the princess of Studian.

Hearing Black Panthers words, Qing Yun was stunned, then his eyebrows softened for a moment. Now, he still cant understand how that stupid dragon is afraid of his own safety, threatening these people to protect him, but was cut off by Princess Lydia.

The black panther came closer. Once he saw the two young girls who looked the same, he could not help but freeze. However, it only hesitated for a moment, then walked towards Qing Yun.

I see Your Highness the black panther lowered his noble head to salute the young girl in front of him. He completely abandoned his dignity as a Beast King and the nobility that comes with his race. The dragons threat was close at hand. Compared to elves and humans, the survival range of magical beasts was already narrow. It could not let its race be completely extinct under the dragons wrath.

But before the Black Panther could finish his salute, he was interrupted by the sarcastic voice of the Demon King Aino: Beast King, you are probably confused. This is the real Princess Lydia.

Oh? Black Panther glanced at Lydia standing beside the Elf King and raised his eyebrows humanely, Really?

The Elf King nodded, We can all attest to the identity of the princess.

The black panther stood in the center of the two teams, looked at the delicate and beautiful Lydia, and then looked at the smiling Qing Yun. His expression was hesitant, but there was a flash of light in those golden eyes.

It did not believe the words of the Elf King. Just now, it chose to walk towards this young girl over here, not only because of his flashy clothes but also because the black panther smelled an extremely dangerous aura on the young girls body.

This scent, although only a trace remained, made its beastly nerves twitch continuously.

This scent undoubtedly belongs to the dragon. What kind of intimate contact could make this human girl tainted with the scent of the dragon?

But looking at the Elf King and the Demon King Ainos defense of Lydia, the Black Panther did not immediately take a stand. Instead, cunning light flashed in its eyes. The elves occupy the entire elven forest, and the demons were even more eye-catching. If you can eradicate these two races in one go, at least the living environment of their magical beasts will expand many times.

In that case, why should he remind these two fools who is the real dragon treasure?

Beast King, to make up for the disrespect that you just misidentified the princess, you should immediately bring back the impostor who disguised as the princess and caused her displeasure!

As soon as the Demon Kings words fell, the mercenaries and guards from Qing Yuns camp immediately raised their weapons in their hands and pointed them at the black panther.

Whether this young girl they had defended all the way was the princess or not, he had gained their faith, for their faith was not in his identity, nor his beauty, but in his shining soul that could give courage.

The black panther pretended to hesitate and circled in the center. Then, feigned dejection and sat on the grass, sighing: Forgive me for not being able to distinguish who is the real princess. The beast race has been declining again and again, so I do not seek merit but seek no fault. I dare not hurt both princesses, so the beast race will not be involved in your disputes.

With that, the black panther slowly stood up and walked towards the forest again.

Watching the Beast King leave, the Elf King and the Demon King snorted and did not care much. After all, the beast race did decay down, and the Beast King does not know Princess Lydia as they do, so making such a move is justifiable.

The Elf King looked at the young girl with a sarcastic smile on her face and ordered in a loud voice: Elf guards, take down the sinner who is pretending to be the princess!

The elves around them immediately followed the order and encircled Qing Yuns group. Serodi and other elven guards looked at their fellow clansmen who were facing each other with swords. For the first time, they were in a state of confusion, while the mercenaries who followed Qing Yun did not hesitate to rush towards the elves.

Seeing the bright smugness flashing in the eyes of the soft-faced Lydia, Qing Yuns lips hooked. A strange tone emitted from his mouth, and the originally aggressive elves suddenly felt as the ground shook under their feet.

Whats wrong? Whats happening?

Look! Its that impostor!

How, how can he do such powerful magic that can produce such a wide range of effects without adding a magic formation!

With the knowledge of the Elf King and the Demon King, their eyes widened in surprise when they noticed the vibration under their feet. Trees collapsed, the earth cracked, and elves fell into the cracks, never to crawl out, while the girl and her party were completely unaffected by it.

Those mercenaries with weapons in their hands stood with honor by the side of the young girl. At the beginning of the battle of the border city, their princess had made such magic, catching a large number of demon soldiers off guard.

This magic was so powerful, yet also unusually long-lasting that the entire elven forest shook violently. Some elves inside the forest ran out in panic, crying out, King! The shaking is about to spread to the elven mother tree

The Elf King and his party finally panicked. The elven mother tree has just revived not long ago. Although it has not yet borne new fruit, it can not withstand such a vibration.

This threat made the Elf King disregard his own identity and strike out at the young girl, who was not even a fraction of his age. But the result made him more surprised. The girl not only leisurely maintained their magic but also blocked his attack entirely.

Even the Demon King Ainos sneak attack was all blocked by the protective shield around the girl with ease.

This is simply beyond everyones expectations. A youth who is only in her teens can block the attacks of those who have lived for hundreds of years?

Looking at the panic of Lydia and others, Qing Yuns eyes showed clear malice. He has been unhappy with this group of elves, saying, Lydia is the dragon treasure for a long time. At this moment, he certainly did not mind killing.

Qing Yuns goodness has long been eliminated under the influence of the Heavenly Dao. He has a scale in his heart. For people who respect him by a foot, he will respect them by ten feet, and if someone messes with him, he will definitely return it a thousand times.

The black panther hiding in the middle of the forest was shocked at the maiden whose mouth emitted a strange tone. Of course, it does not dare to seriously leave the Elf King and the Demon King to hurt the girl. After all, the threat of the dragon is there. If the girl really passed, Im afraid that no living soul can survive.

But seeing the girl spitting dragon language, the black panther became scared, and his limbs trembled. What dragons treasure? Isnt this girl a dragon? Otherwise, how can she be so skilled to use dragon magic?

Just when the entire elven race was in a panic of extinction even without the threat of dragons, the Grand Mage, who had been silent, suddenly took out a scroll, which he opened violently.

Qing Yun, who was casting magic, immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, and the magic stopped.

Lancer laughed: Joyce, dont forget that your life is still in my hands.

Qing Yuns gaze condensed as he looked at the scroll in Lancers hand. Lancer had taken the blood from Joyces body and made it into a scroll with a secret method, threatening his life.

So the Grand Mage can only use such insidious tricks to threaten others? Qing Yun wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with a snicker.

Although the voice was still firm, it was suppressed with seeming weakness.

Sensing that hint of weakness, the Grand Mage finally put his heart down. He didnt expect the teenager he hadnt seen in days to become so strong and had no choice but to take out what he had threatened Joyce with in the first place.

Lancer held the scroll and sneered, As long as I can protect the princess, I am willing to use any kind of means.

The elves around took one look at Qing Yuns injury and immediately rushed up in an aggressive manner.

Without Qing Yuns magic, his guards and mercenaries, even though they fought to the death to resist, were still unbeatable in the hands of the Elf King and the Demon King. Soon, Qing Yun and his party were bound into the elves.

The black panther, hidden in the shadows, followed silently. It looked at the girl who was down but still not panicked, and cautiously did not immediately go up to save the girl.

Perhaps it needs to wait until the girls situation is more dangerous to rescue the girl so that she will be more grateful.

Qing Yun and the others were brought into the elves. The guards and mercenaries were tied up while he was tied directly to the stake.

To please Lydia, the Elf Kings men naturally would not let Qing Yun go. They kneeled in front of Lydia and poured out their loyalty: Dear princess, in order to protect your reputation and to give others a deterrent, we must punish this sinner who impersonated you. Perhaps you may think it is too cruel, but you must know that it is necessary

Lydia looked at the young girl tied to the stake but still resolute and noble. Lydia showed a different expression on her face, but she smiled happily in her heart.

Cruel? She does not feel the slightest bit cruel. The crude teenager who snatched her things deserves such a fate.

Seeing the firewood piling up around the teenagers feet, Lydia even urged in her mind, hurry up and burn him so that no one could disrupt her life and take away her things.

The favor of the dragon, the attention of these men, and the admiration of all the people in the world, are hers.

Tthe Elf King wanted all the elves in the clan to come and watch, so the actual execution would have to wait a while.

Although Lydia was anxious, she wanted to let everyone see the miserable end of the teenager, which can completely confirm the nobility of her identity.

But Lydia looked at the embarrassed teenager and could not resist the malice in her heart. When others were not paying attention, she pretended to pity the teenager who was tied to the stake but looked at him pitifully with the posture of a victor.

Oh Joyce, you should know better than to stubbornly pretend to be me right now. You have to realize that the difference between us is so big. After all, Im a princess who has lived in the palace since a child while youre just a slum boy. Any normal person can see the difference between us, let alone a real dragon?

Lydia subconsciously fictionalized her relationship with the dragon again, which has become her habit: You dont know how much the dragon dotes on me. Although I wonder every day if I can withstand its love that weighs as much as a thousand pounds. My healing magic has completely healed the wounds in the dragons heart, and he treats me so gently and cares for me. So Joyce, even without the Elf King and the others, you cant escape the dragons hand.

Lydias eyes showed a smug smile, looking at the teenager who was more noble than herself as if looking at a humble bug: Joyce, apologize and make amends to me so that I can still spare your life.

Lydia laughed again, and she pretended to show off helplessly: Oh, of course I cant guarantee that the dragon will not put down its anger towards you for this.

Qing Yun looked at her with a smirk as if looking at a jumping clown. He did not speak and simply looked at the position of the sun in the sky, estimating the time of execution.

Soon the elves surrounded the entire execution ground. Every one of them looked at the maiden at the stake in disgust.

Quick! Burn him! Make amends to Princess Lydia!

The Elf King spoke up, and he said to Qing Yun, Princess Lydia is merciful beyond compare and gives you the opportunity to leave your last words.

Qing Yun looked around the entire place and said aloud, You are right. I am indeed not Princess Lydia. I am Joyce.

As soon as his words fell, the tied-up Serodi and the mercenaries immediately opened their eyes wide and looked incredulously at the young girl who had made them follow her to the death.

What do you mean? Had they really been deceived?

I was just a young boy from the slums. I didnt have a rich life or an honorable status. But just because of your beloved Princess Lydias cowardice, I was caught as her double and forced to travel to the mountains in her place.

The teenagers quiet words were like a clear spring on a summer day and made all the restless audience quiet down. They couldnt help but gaze at the teenager, completely hooked by his words.

The truth, is this how it is? Its not that this teenager is vain and deliberately impersonates Princess Lydia?

All the elves who gladly came to watch this teenagers execution were now flooded with indescribable feelings in their hearts.

Lancer, the Grand Mage, used two whole years to make me into my present appearance. I gave up my gender, gave up my identity, completely living myself into another persons appearance. At first, I was afraid. However, after walking through the border city and seeing the suffering of all the people who were invaded by the demons, my fear disappeared.

The teenagers clear, crisp voice rang out again, and his blue eyes grew firmer, Because I thought that Princess Lydia had all kinds of people who loved her, and I didnt, and maybe sacrificing me alone to save the whole of Studian would be the best choice.

This is Joyces last and truest thought, but unfortunately, he never had the chance to spill his heart out.

The ethereal and despondent voice slowly flowed through everyones heart. The mercenaries and guards who had followed Qing Yun all the way from the border city were already in tears.

Their hands and feet were tied, but they still struggled to crawl towards the shining figure. Serodi and the others finally understood the meaning of what the teenager had said under the walls of the border city and likewise knew why he could be so determined.

Because, from the beginning to the end, he is only a sacrifice. His sacrifice brought glory is all others.

This is such a pathetic young man, but he tried to use himself alone to save the whole country.

Princess! Youll always be our princess! Someone yelled at the top of their lungs.

After Qing Yun finished these words, Lydia could barely maintain the expression on her face. She couldnt imagine why this teenager had already revealed his identity, but those of his guards were more loyal to him instead?

Grand Mage Lancer also clenched his palm. In fact, he had long noticed that Lydia look exactly the same teenager. Not only did he notice, but there was also speculation whether this was the royal bloodline that had strayed away.

Thats why Lancer made up his mind to use the teenager as a stand-in for Princess Lydia. Lancer wanted that pampered Lydia to take the throne so that he could completely grasp the power of the whole country behind the scenes. So how could he be willing to let this teenager come out of nowhere to cut him off? Today, after seeing this greatly changed youth, Lancer is even more determined.

I implore before I die to be able to restore my true identity. I hope that the Grand Mage will be able to take back the artifact I have. Qing Yun made his request.

The soft-hearted elves have been moved by this poor, pathetic but strong young man, helping him pray to Princess Lydia.

Since the image that Lydia created has been obstructed, how could she refuse Qing Yuns request and had to smile towards Lancer.

Lancer indifferently took out the key of the artifact but did not immediately withdraw it and said: When you die, I will withdraw the artifact. Start the execution!

Looking at the key Lancer was holding tightly in his hand, Qing Yun finally hooked the corner of his mouth.

He has long since cut off the connection between that drop of blood and his soul, so how could he be threatened by the Grand Mage again? He pretended to be vulnerable and was arrested, but only so that the Grand Mage can be assured to take out the key to the artifact.

The elf holding the torch could not bear walking to the boy dressed as a woman, who only made people feel heartbroken and hesitated to throw the torch on the firewood.

The Demon King Aino smiled wickedly and stepped forward. He grabbed the torch from the elfs hand and was about to throw it on the teenager.

At that moment, he saw the teenager who was close to death, but still calm and incomparable, his thin lips lightly opened and gently called a name: Morris.

In the deepest cold pool beneath the mountains, a huge silver ice sculpture suddenly trembled, and a pair of vertical pupils of the same color as the flame flashed.

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