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**Chapter 301: The Three-No Princess Goes to Jail**
After the Little Ghost zipped into the Necklace, Protagonist patted his behind and stood up. Protagonist's eyes immediately spotted a Drunkard reeking of wine, completely out of place here, staggering over from the winding, deep cobblestone path outside the Church like he was practicing Drunken Fist.
What is the Old Drunkard doing here?
Carrying this question, Protagonist jumped down from the top of the Church, just in time to meet the Old Drunkard.
"Yo, Wu Xiaozi." From afar, the Old Drunkard's wine fumes wafted over.
"I say, Old Drunkard, why aren't you managing your Training Camp and Soldiers? What are you doing running over here?"
"Haha~~~, Protagonist has managed them for decades. Those kids are self-aware now, saved Protagonist a lot of effort." Kashya chuckled, leisurely taking a swig of wine.
Self-aware of your irresponsibility as their Captain, right? Self-aware that their superior is both incompetent and lacks integrity, right? Starting to learn to try and spread their wings and fly on their own, right?
Forcibly suppressing the rant Protagonist wanted to say, Protagonist lightly drew a breath, putting on the air of an Important Figure who was busy.
"Is there something you need? You know Protagonist is busy training right now, and doesn't have time to mess around with your schemes."
Kashya didn't answer. Instead, she looked Protagonist up and down with a strange gaze for a while, finally bursting into laughter, pointing at the fresh bite marks on Protagonist's exposed hands, neck, and face.
"What kind of training is this? Really, these young people nowadays, they even specifically run into the Church to do that kind of thing for stimulus. Don't say Protagonist didn't warn you, you need to have restraint."
Protagonist quickly looked at his hands. Sure enough, cute little teeth marks were lined up on the back of his hands and arms. His neck and face, needless to say, were definitely covered in the exact same marks.
This hateful Little Ghost, biting was one thing, but letting Protagonist get caught red-handed? Now he can't wash himself clean even if he jumps into the Yellow River.
Thinking indignantly to himself, Protagonist quickly circulated his inner force, performing a heavenly cycle. The crimson teeth marks immediately disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye. The skin that had become fair and flawless like warm jade after refining tendons and washing marrow was revealed again.
Kashya looked on indifferently: "Although Protagonist doesn't know what you're fantasizing about, you are indeed indulging in wishful thinking. Face reality, teeth marks don't disappear that easily."
Right, Protagonist suddenly felt powerless and pale. Martial arts novels and such, they really are impossible to achieve, only good for YY.
"Cough cough, never mind what Protagonist is doing, let's talk about your purpose first. Speak, what exactly do you need him for?" Protagonist coughed a few times, temporarily skipping this topic with a forceful tone.
"Hmm, Protagonist just heard Akara say you might be practicing here, and he happened to have time. Just came over to take a look, of course, it's not like there's nothing..." Kashya murmured a few sentences to herself, then continued.
"You brought back a Young Girl wearing a white robe, with a veil covering her face, a very strange big white hat on her head, and a personality even more awkward than yours, right?"
"Hmm, hearing you say that, it must be Morrissa. What's wrong...? Wait, what does that last sentence mean!!!"
The Three-No Princess's personality is indeed awkward, that's true. But what does "even more awkward than his" mean? Don't compare him, a paramecium-level existence, to the Three-No Princess, who's on the level of a Universe Fortress, you scoundrel! Where is his personality awkward? At most, it's paramecium-level, which is very normal, right?
Language could not describe his indignation at this moment. If there was a table in front of him, he would definitely flip it over.
"Hmm hmm~~, let's not worry about that for now. In short, it's about... hmm. Her name is Morrissa, right? It's her problem." Kashya scratched her messy wine-red hair, saying with considerable helplessness.
"What? What problem did she have?"
Eh? He feels like some important problem concerning dignity was skipped over. Is it his illusion?
"Protagonist's Soldiers arrested her, ah ha ha ha ha~~~~"
"..."
"Ah ha ha ha ha~. (Gradually weakening)..."
"Laugh your ass off? Explain what happened!" Is it another clichéd plot point where lawless and reckless Soldiers harass the female lead and then the male lead shows off his power? Aren't you tired of this? Hmph hmph~~
"Although he doesn't know what you're thinking Within the Mind, he thinks he should remind you, his Soldiers are good Soldiers. The one who was wrong was that Little lass named Morrissa." Kashya wiped the cold sweat from her forehead.
He had originally intended to charge over and teach those few "lawless" Soldiers a lesson, and then throw them to Fara for experimentation. His footsteps paused, and he turned his head, twitching his eyebrows: "What happened?"
"Cough cough!!" The Old Drunkard solemnly took out a piece of crude beast hide and opened it. Damn, Protagonist didn't expect her to be literate. Could it be that she was a Literary Girl a hundred years ago?
"Hmm, regarding the nameless Young Girl... cough, that is, Morrissa's Arrest Warrant. Hmm, let Protagonist see, it's because she seriously disrupted the Soldiers while they were executing a quest..."
"Huh...?" Protagonist walked closer in confusion, looking at the writing on it with Kashya. After a while...
"..."
"..."
"Okay, he knows. After training is finished, he will take her back and teach her a good lesson." That brat deserves a beating; she really needs to taste some hardship.
"Originally, she should have been locked up for ten days to half a month, but the Soldiers heard she was Lord Fan's Handmaiden, so they made an exception." Kashya's expression at this time was also a wry expression.
The writing recorded on that beast hide was as follows:
"On xxxx year, x month, x day, xx hour, the xx Squad belonging to the Second Battalion of the Rogue Guard was executing a quest five kilometers south of the Rogue Encampment, clearing out a Fallen Camp of Threat Level 3.
During the quest execution process, a Mysterious Maiden wearing a white robe, with a veil covering her face, and a strange big hat on her head suddenly intruded onto the Battlefield. The Maiden seriously interfered with the Soldiers' quest execution process under the pretexts of 'researching whether the life habits of Fallen Ones are related to the ecological balance of the Rogue Plains' and 'discussing the influence of the grassland climate on the appearance, color, temper, and great ambitions of Fallen Ones', as well as 'deeply understanding the life philosophy and value system of Fallen Ones'. The Squad Captain xxx stepped forward to advise her but failed and was frozen into an Ice Cube. The Deputy Captain xxx immediately made a decisive decision and captured the Mysterious Maiden at the price of four Soldiers being frozen.
Note: After being arrested, this Young Girl was extremely uncooperative, remained silent, refused to remove her face veil, and attempted to threaten the Soldiers with her gaze. As there is a rumor that this Mysterious Maiden is Lord Fan's Handmaiden, this matter is of great importance, so Captain Kashya is specially requested to make a decision."
After reading the content inside, if there is still anyone who doesn't understand Protagonist's speechlessness at this moment, it can only mean, cough cough, you are all Lolicon and Sanwu-con scoundrels!!!
"Cough cough, well, he caused everyone trouble, he is really sorry. Please tell those few Soldiers that he will personally thank them another day." He knows his expression must be very red right now. He also has to thank those understanding Soldiers! The Rogue Soldiers are good Soldiers, he is the bad guy, so embarrassing.
"Be strong, life is still long."
Seeing his appearance, the Old Drunkard probably also remembered her two unfilial Students. Unusually, she didn't kick him while he was down and make fun of him. Instead, she patted his shoulder with empathy, her face full of the sighs of someone who had discussed life.
"By the way, you've been practicing mysteriously for over a month, how are the results? Don't tell Protagonist you haven't made any progress."
"Hmph hmph, you've hit the key point with that question." He lowered his head, pushed up his glasses (imaginary), and smiled profoundly.
"Oh? Judging by your appearance, you must have made great gains. Protagonist would like to see how far the legendary Soul Magic can make a magic idiot progress. How about it, want to try a few moves?" Kashya immediately narrowed her eyes, smiling with ill intent.
"..."
"Alright, Protagonist will stand still and fight you. That should be fine, right?" Seeing his hesitation, Kashya added fuel to the fire, immediately making him ignite fiercely.
"Bring it on! But you promised, you can't move at all!!"
Hmph hmph, stand still? Do you think you're Ultraman and can use the Cross-style Invincible Certain-Death Beam? Let's see how Protagonist abuses you. At this moment, old and new grudges exploded together. To put it simply, Protagonist was hot-headed.
"—Haha—!!" This time, let's see if you can survive.
The two people simultaneously started laughing sinisterly.
Taking a sharp breath, he suddenly forcibly suppressed the laughter, exaggeratedly leaped back a step, and crossed his arms in a stance to unleash an Ultimate Skill.
"Behold Protagonist's Optimized Revised Version of the Invincible Wind-Fire Wheel Style Vortex Flame Attack... Huh...?" Just as he raised his head, before the legendary Ultimate Skill could be unleashed, a black shadow came from far to near, hitting him squarely on the forehead.
Three minutes later.
A "corpse" covered in dense wooden arrows (his behind was specifically targeted) lay quietly on the ground, motionless. Kashya stood in place, gallantly twirling the wooden bow in her hand, a satisfied expression on her face like a Creepy Uncle who, after successfully tricking a Loli into bed and having his way, proudly looked at the crying Loli while smoking a cigarette and saying "I'll take responsibility."
(end of chapter)
After the Little Ghost zipped into the Necklace, Protagonist patted his behind and stood up. Protagonist's eyes immediately spotted a Drunkard reeking of wine, completely out of place here, staggering over from the winding, deep cobblestone path outside the Church like he was practicing Drunken Fist.
What is the Old Drunkard doing here?
Carrying this question, Protagonist jumped down from the top of the Church, just in time to meet the Old Drunkard.
"Yo, Wu Xiaozi." From afar, the Old Drunkard's wine fumes wafted over.
"I say, Old Drunkard, why aren't you managing your Training Camp and Soldiers? What are you doing running over here?"
"Haha~~~, Protagonist has managed them for decades. Those kids are self-aware now, saved Protagonist a lot of effort." Kashya chuckled, leisurely taking a swig of wine.
Self-aware of your irresponsibility as their Captain, right? Self-aware that their superior is both incompetent and lacks integrity, right? Starting to learn to try and spread their wings and fly on their own, right?
Forcibly suppressing the rant Protagonist wanted to say, Protagonist lightly drew a breath, putting on the air of an Important Figure who was busy.
"Is there something you need? You know Protagonist is busy training right now, and doesn't have time to mess around with your schemes."
Kashya didn't answer. Instead, she looked Protagonist up and down with a strange gaze for a while, finally bursting into laughter, pointing at the fresh bite marks on Protagonist's exposed hands, neck, and face.
"What kind of training is this? Really, these young people nowadays, they even specifically run into the Church to do that kind of thing for stimulus. Don't say Protagonist didn't warn you, you need to have restraint."
Protagonist quickly looked at his hands. Sure enough, cute little teeth marks were lined up on the back of his hands and arms. His neck and face, needless to say, were definitely covered in the exact same marks.
This hateful Little Ghost, biting was one thing, but letting Protagonist get caught red-handed? Now he can't wash himself clean even if he jumps into the Yellow River.
Thinking indignantly to himself, Protagonist quickly circulated his inner force, performing a heavenly cycle. The crimson teeth marks immediately disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye. The skin that had become fair and flawless like warm jade after refining tendons and washing marrow was revealed again.
Kashya looked on indifferently: "Although Protagonist doesn't know what you're fantasizing about, you are indeed indulging in wishful thinking. Face reality, teeth marks don't disappear that easily."
Right, Protagonist suddenly felt powerless and pale. Martial arts novels and such, they really are impossible to achieve, only good for YY.
"Cough cough, never mind what Protagonist is doing, let's talk about your purpose first. Speak, what exactly do you need him for?" Protagonist coughed a few times, temporarily skipping this topic with a forceful tone.
"Hmm, Protagonist just heard Akara say you might be practicing here, and he happened to have time. Just came over to take a look, of course, it's not like there's nothing..." Kashya murmured a few sentences to herself, then continued.
"You brought back a Young Girl wearing a white robe, with a veil covering her face, a very strange big white hat on her head, and a personality even more awkward than yours, right?"
"Hmm, hearing you say that, it must be Morrissa. What's wrong...? Wait, what does that last sentence mean!!!"
The Three-No Princess's personality is indeed awkward, that's true. But what does "even more awkward than his" mean? Don't compare him, a paramecium-level existence, to the Three-No Princess, who's on the level of a Universe Fortress, you scoundrel! Where is his personality awkward? At most, it's paramecium-level, which is very normal, right?
Language could not describe his indignation at this moment. If there was a table in front of him, he would definitely flip it over.
"Hmm hmm~~, let's not worry about that for now. In short, it's about... hmm. Her name is Morrissa, right? It's her problem." Kashya scratched her messy wine-red hair, saying with considerable helplessness.
"What? What problem did she have?"
Eh? He feels like some important problem concerning dignity was skipped over. Is it his illusion?
"Protagonist's Soldiers arrested her, ah ha ha ha ha~~~~"
"..."
"Ah ha ha ha ha~. (Gradually weakening)..."
"Laugh your ass off? Explain what happened!" Is it another clichéd plot point where lawless and reckless Soldiers harass the female lead and then the male lead shows off his power? Aren't you tired of this? Hmph hmph~~
"Although he doesn't know what you're thinking Within the Mind, he thinks he should remind you, his Soldiers are good Soldiers. The one who was wrong was that Little lass named Morrissa." Kashya wiped the cold sweat from her forehead.
He had originally intended to charge over and teach those few "lawless" Soldiers a lesson, and then throw them to Fara for experimentation. His footsteps paused, and he turned his head, twitching his eyebrows: "What happened?"
"Cough cough!!" The Old Drunkard solemnly took out a piece of crude beast hide and opened it. Damn, Protagonist didn't expect her to be literate. Could it be that she was a Literary Girl a hundred years ago?
"Hmm, regarding the nameless Young Girl... cough, that is, Morrissa's Arrest Warrant. Hmm, let Protagonist see, it's because she seriously disrupted the Soldiers while they were executing a quest..."
"Huh...?" Protagonist walked closer in confusion, looking at the writing on it with Kashya. After a while...
"..."
"..."
"Okay, he knows. After training is finished, he will take her back and teach her a good lesson." That brat deserves a beating; she really needs to taste some hardship.
"Originally, she should have been locked up for ten days to half a month, but the Soldiers heard she was Lord Fan's Handmaiden, so they made an exception." Kashya's expression at this time was also a wry expression.
The writing recorded on that beast hide was as follows:
"On xxxx year, x month, x day, xx hour, the xx Squad belonging to the Second Battalion of the Rogue Guard was executing a quest five kilometers south of the Rogue Encampment, clearing out a Fallen Camp of Threat Level 3.
During the quest execution process, a Mysterious Maiden wearing a white robe, with a veil covering her face, and a strange big hat on her head suddenly intruded onto the Battlefield. The Maiden seriously interfered with the Soldiers' quest execution process under the pretexts of 'researching whether the life habits of Fallen Ones are related to the ecological balance of the Rogue Plains' and 'discussing the influence of the grassland climate on the appearance, color, temper, and great ambitions of Fallen Ones', as well as 'deeply understanding the life philosophy and value system of Fallen Ones'. The Squad Captain xxx stepped forward to advise her but failed and was frozen into an Ice Cube. The Deputy Captain xxx immediately made a decisive decision and captured the Mysterious Maiden at the price of four Soldiers being frozen.
Note: After being arrested, this Young Girl was extremely uncooperative, remained silent, refused to remove her face veil, and attempted to threaten the Soldiers with her gaze. As there is a rumor that this Mysterious Maiden is Lord Fan's Handmaiden, this matter is of great importance, so Captain Kashya is specially requested to make a decision."
After reading the content inside, if there is still anyone who doesn't understand Protagonist's speechlessness at this moment, it can only mean, cough cough, you are all Lolicon and Sanwu-con scoundrels!!!
"Cough cough, well, he caused everyone trouble, he is really sorry. Please tell those few Soldiers that he will personally thank them another day." He knows his expression must be very red right now. He also has to thank those understanding Soldiers! The Rogue Soldiers are good Soldiers, he is the bad guy, so embarrassing.
"Be strong, life is still long."
Seeing his appearance, the Old Drunkard probably also remembered her two unfilial Students. Unusually, she didn't kick him while he was down and make fun of him. Instead, she patted his shoulder with empathy, her face full of the sighs of someone who had discussed life.
"By the way, you've been practicing mysteriously for over a month, how are the results? Don't tell Protagonist you haven't made any progress."
"Hmph hmph, you've hit the key point with that question." He lowered his head, pushed up his glasses (imaginary), and smiled profoundly.
"Oh? Judging by your appearance, you must have made great gains. Protagonist would like to see how far the legendary Soul Magic can make a magic idiot progress. How about it, want to try a few moves?" Kashya immediately narrowed her eyes, smiling with ill intent.
"..."
"Alright, Protagonist will stand still and fight you. That should be fine, right?" Seeing his hesitation, Kashya added fuel to the fire, immediately making him ignite fiercely.
"Bring it on! But you promised, you can't move at all!!"
Hmph hmph, stand still? Do you think you're Ultraman and can use the Cross-style Invincible Certain-Death Beam? Let's see how Protagonist abuses you. At this moment, old and new grudges exploded together. To put it simply, Protagonist was hot-headed.
"—Haha—!!" This time, let's see if you can survive.
The two people simultaneously started laughing sinisterly.
Taking a sharp breath, he suddenly forcibly suppressed the laughter, exaggeratedly leaped back a step, and crossed his arms in a stance to unleash an Ultimate Skill.
"Behold Protagonist's Optimized Revised Version of the Invincible Wind-Fire Wheel Style Vortex Flame Attack... Huh...?" Just as he raised his head, before the legendary Ultimate Skill could be unleashed, a black shadow came from far to near, hitting him squarely on the forehead.
Three minutes later.
A "corpse" covered in dense wooden arrows (his behind was specifically targeted) lay quietly on the ground, motionless. Kashya stood in place, gallantly twirling the wooden bow in her hand, a satisfied expression on her face like a Creepy Uncle who, after successfully tricking a Loli into bed and having his way, proudly looked at the crying Loli while smoking a cigarette and saying "I'll take responsibility."
(end of chapter)
