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Chapter 35: Adventure (Part 1)

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“Your Majesty …” Feisha’s voice hit the waves.

The cart spread with a successful light that reached movement. The serious sweat feared the fast intense wind. He looked slowly at the highway, covering all the external signs of feelings to this point DEA, turning behind Feishas a warm smile remained on his face. The slippery that is scattered directly around Almedande, constantly lowers the stairs before it has completely disappeared.

“I did not expect you to come back.”

While he doubled and deepened to the ground Feisha sentence “It is explained by the complete and playful deep and spirit confused dancing role,” was broken.

Kara quietly raised her elbow. “We’re fairies, I’ll show her.”

“Is that a case?” The sight of Almedande kept deeply scientific brightness.

Deer flew away. “Did I hear that Locktini was broken?

“Yes.” The answer was perfect. This question obviously did not care about him. “You told me that the most powerful young brother only causes the attention and patience of his brother and brother. However, I can not do it now.”

A day could not give pardon opening and closing his mouth several times. At last, elimination was an important crime regardless of reason or intention. Every world has its own laws, each of which has been its own law. Even Lucifer was not released by the flood.

Almedande continues in the dark “I can forgive him to put me.” “I can not forgive him, I’ll put you asleep under another sterility.”

Good and Feisha took a break. For example: Danshut; I finally excited me. At last he could learn that Cliché, who was used in too many dramatic dramas, appeared before his own eyes. Invalid ruler who likes it!

“Day was really the best in this relationship.” He looked at each other and trembles a lot of time to swim and swim enough.

Immediately looked at the river and closed it instead. “How do you know?”

. “I have never revealed my hands, the magic card has never got my relationship, all this, I do not talk about eating a barbecue in hot weather – I often do noplūdīšu, your Majesty. Please move this burning hand soon on you – this gin ! ” This is the text we are feeding sites using robots to steal off our site yet giving us no credit. To readers, look up Exiled Rebels Scanlations to get the real version.

Almedande palm-dancing flame was downloaded by replacing it with a thin layer of islands. “Is this Jin?”

What does that mean? Was this war still more homicide in the Cold War? Feisha could not help, but a few steps back to the ice roll with calm laughter. “No, I think my source was Jin, people, actually Nani, Dwarves.”

Almedande shot Good is a fascinating look that looks like something.

“If I remember well, did Nani die in Titan bath for a long time?” Such a strange event was a conversation about the nine worlds. After a significantly faster world, or to force them to trade with the Fair month, so much dwarf trade with the Titan during 10 years has been interrupted.

“This is what they call hard, you got what you received. Do you know what I’m saying?

“You honestly think that I want to go to any revenge in the past only in the past what you have found?” Almedande was canceled.

Before Feish says something, God is cut. “This question did not adhere to you at the beginning.

………

The atmosphere quickly fell zero. Feisha acknowledged he lost flames by Almedand’s hand.

“I guess you started to match,” Almediately said.

Feisha turned his head calmly to the side. It is according to God to turn to the top. “No, I brought him during my vacations.

Is the previous atmosphere zero? That is at least now less than 100. At the same time Feisha sailed his abdomen and stopped with his hands. What’s life?

“Well, I’ll take a vacation and stop interrupting them.

Oh, God – Please do not leave the card out of the jail! Feisha’s body moved faster than his mouth, and entered Almedande’s retreat. His attempt was hindered by a slight change on Almedane’s side.

Feisha put her eyes on the grass. Oh, Ishelam kissed to the end. “Your Majesty says something.

Almedand never saw him. “Speak”

“Dear, yes, he excited he could not sleep for three days, when he heard his own injured story.” He felt emotional, most of whom surpassed the earth.

Pablo’s eyebrows were included together, and his way was only disconnected by stupid Almedand. Looking at the light of the weakest hope, Feisha soon fought with energy. “He wanted to check you personally from the beginning, but my pride continues on the road – you always know it -”

“Well” unauthorized consent.

“According to Jina, Day was locked in her room without food and water immediately after the event with Nani,” Fiscal continued. “If you do not know that Jin is angry, he will live for the king!” Out of his door he’ll probably have to keep and keep it.

………

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Feisha poured out some tears from her eyes with exaggerated sorrow. “This curse has always been a spiritual wound of God. I would like to ask that your majesty will no longer speak it to love love that you will not break”

Good not surprisingly the last sentence unexpectedly as if his words were affected. “I really do not worry, because I just feared it would not suit you, I wanted to completely destroy the case and others from my heart”

Very good words Very good words Feisha gave himself a harsh stop: I said “I did not touch you” Who was the man who holds the crunch …

But of course, Feish fails to be pure emotions. “Your Majesty is Romance like this!

Almedane was silenced by Deas, but his kindness and a timid and calm position. It’s just too stupid behind him too. “A day said he went to see you, yes, you can wander about yourself,” he said in the dark.

“This is considered an illegal immigrant here, did your Majesty’s heart destroy me and send a travel certificate?” Feisha has soon improved his request.

Almedande seduced Deu behind the drawer and said: “You can do it every time you arrive at the palace, but when Feisha approached, he stretched out his hands.” There is no more space. ”

………

Can not you be a cruel lie, as you know, be a cruel king? Feisha strengthened her with a clear decision. “I can open an angle or something, you will not notice my existence.”

Almedand’s question was cold. “Can you stop breathing?”

“I’m not a corpse,” replied Fishaisha.

“The air of this highway sucks your breath and becomes contaminated.”

“…” So, everyone, are you not stirring up now? Do you breathe with carbon dioxide and respiratory oxygen?

Almedande showed the direction they came from. “If you go right, you can come back.”

No. Feisha saw his face unobtrusively beaten and caught tears. After a few effects, the cabin flew and disappeared on the horizon. This is the text we are feeding sites using robots to steal off our site yet giving us no credit. To readers, look up Exiled Rebels Scanlations to get the real version.

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The abandoned people who were washed with the remaining small sunset turned the birds in the direction they left.

“I’ll make you clean with your carbon dioxide!” He exclaimed with great effort in his hand.

In the sky, under the careful hands of an invisible painter, the cloth slowly scored a gray blanket until it slowly stacked a black bucket.

The sky was completely dark.

Feisha wandered around the forest and rubbed her hand. How and why does he revalidate and lead for a short way? It was only his life that spread here. Every time he listens to the strange sound he has heard, he becomes a terrible animal with only imagination. The big and dark green eyes dealt with every move of the pheasant while he passed through his territory and followed the bloody teeth exactly …

Was it just for him, or was it really?

Even if he was tired in the process, if he knew that that would happen he returned to the previous road.

Even if he asked him, he would not have come to this crazy mild world if he knew that this could happen.

Even if Gin took a tooth in sight, knowing that this could happen would never be removed.

If he knows, that will happen …

He did not have to accept this honest starting point first!

… Now that Feisha thought about that, his life was just a series of curved roads! I do not think you’re right.

It was seen before him. At the same time, excellency blew. Feisha felt he was jealous to fear his legs move. Before he crossed his way, I thought that everything that was before was a long time.

Part of this forest was particularly dense. Not much space between course and branch. His clothes sounded echoing in the ears first visibly peculiar in this dark forest. Scaning to the left and to the right, I knew that Feisha could not see anything, but I wanted to see more in any case.

There was a warm wing on his neck, and he stopped.

“H – Help!” Feisha’s heart was to jump out of his chest.

“SingirlHong!” He left a name he could not hear as English, but he did not look like a French.

Feisha became greedy. They know how to speak – it was fine. Knowing the way to speak means that you can communicate through communication.

“Hello, I am a man, my best friend … Do you understand the honor?” There was no answer, but as Feisha tried to do something else, he felt his hands in his ears.

“Man?” There were no signs and there was no capacity. Feisha deeply impressed that his words were widely used even in different parts of the world.

“Yes, yes, yes, I’m poor, I have no one.”

The behavior of his beaver was obviously working when the hand of the neck slowly disappeared. Feisha soon jumped forward and turned to his chance.

A shining glitter in my life, too much handsome face and bloody ears continued on my feet.

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Even Lucifer is not free of flu.

Isaiah 14: 12, Lucifer is called “Morning Star, Morning Son”.

At last he could learn that Cliché, who was used in too many dramatic dramas, appeared before his own eyes.

In fact, it’s a phrase called a “beautiful woman” that causes anger. My cause is irritation. “An angry hat” refers to brown eyes to the place you stand, and lift your hat into this process. Traditional translations will be “great anger for beautiful women”. This raises antique poetry / songs songs. This guy guessed it and destroyed those who kidnapped their fianc2ee.

I’ll go to a girl, as you will not find a good man today. (J but not direct)

I’m wondering who was angry with “I’ve never met you”.

Chapter 26 of the second half

I do not think you’re right.

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Feisha deeply impressed that his words were widely used even in different parts of the world.

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Chapter 35: Adventure (Part 1)

They say that shortcuts are always a risky route to take

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“Your Majesty…” Feisha’s voice wavered in widely exaggerated waves.

The carriage swooped down with a flourish, flames rising to the motion. Almedande’s cape flapped ominously against the rush of wind. Feisha’s sincere smile stayed on his face as he slowly edged behind Dea, who had by this point wrapped up all outward signs of emotion as he watched the carriage land. The flames dissipated around Almedande’s steady steps down the carriage before vanishing completely.

“I never thought you’d come back willingly.”

“It’s completely due to Dea’s deep and delirious lo-” Feisha’s sentence was cut off as he doubled over and sank to the ground.

Dea retracted his elbow calmly. “We’re here on holiday leave and I’m showing him around.”

“Is that so?” Almedande’s gaze held a deep and inquisitive glint.

Dea looked away. “I heard that Locktini defected?”

“Yes.” The reply was flippant; this matter clearly didn’t bother him much. “You’ve told me before that headstrong younger brothers will stir up trouble just for the attention of their older siblings and to be patient. Unfortunately, I cannot do that this time.”

Dea opened and closed his mouth a few times, unable to offer any suggestions of forgiveness. After all, defection was a serious crime no matter the motive or intention. Every world had its own laws, and this was theirs. Even Lucifer of daybreak wasn’t exempt from it.

“I can forgive him for betraying me,” Almedande continued darkly, “but I cannot forgive him for causing you to lie beneath another person in a fit of immaturity.”

There was a collective pause on the parts of Dea and Feisha. The former, dumbstruck; the latter, utterly excited. He could finally see the clichéd plot used in too many historical dramas unfold before his very own eyes, the one where a guy destroys an entire nation for his girl. What an unfit ruler that’d make!

“Dea was actually the top in that relationship.” Feisha blurted when he had enough of watching them stare at each other with tension thick enough to swim in.

Almedande removed his gaze from Dea and pinned it on him instead. “How do you know?”

“I have my connections. A magician never reveals his hand and all that- er, I personally wouldn’t recommend eating barbeque in such hot weather- I’ll spill okay, could your Majesty please please please move that flaming hand of yours away- it’s Gin!”

The flame dancing atop Almedande’s palm was snuffed out, replaced by a thin layer of frost. “It’s Gin?”

What’s that meant to mean? Did this hot war progress to a particularly murderous cold war already? Feisha couldn’t help but to take a few steps back at the icy aura, smiling amicably. “No, I meant that my source was Gin. The person’s actually Nani, the dwarf.”

Almedande shot Dea an imploring look, the subject of which looked down.

“If I recall correctly, Nani died in a titan’s bathtub a long time ago, yes?” Such a bizarre happening had been the talk of the nine worlds. So much so that the dwarves cut off trades completely with the titans for a decade, forcing them to trade with the faerie world or Genesis at drastically steeper rates.

“This is what they call karma. You get what you deserve, you know what I’m saying?”

“Did you honestly think that I’d let bygones be bygones with just an arbitrary scapegoat you’ve found?” retorted Almedande.

Before Feisha could say anything, Dea cut in. “This matter had nothing to do with you in the first place.”

………

The atmosphere immediately dropped to zero. Feisha found himself missing the flames in Almedande’s hand.

“I thought that you came to reconcile,” Almedande said.

Feisha nodded furiously off to the side. That is, until Dea’s uppercut had him bowing down once again. “No, I’m here to take him on holidays.”

Was the atmosphere at zero before? Because it’s at least negative one hundred now. Feisha simultaneously rubbed at his stomach and held himself up with Dea’s arm. What a life.

“Oh? Well then, I’ll take my leave and stop bothering the two of you.”

Oh god- Don’t leave, my get out of jail free card! Feisha’s body moved faster than his mouth, lunging at Almedande’s retreating figure. His attempt was thwarted by a miniscule shift on Almedande’s part.

Feisha raised his teary eyes from his position on the grass. Ahh, Isefel was easy to kiss up to after all. “Your Majesty, I have something to say.”

Almedande didn’t even spare him a glance. “Speak.”

“Dea was so overcome with worry that he couldn’t sleep for three days after hearing about your injury.” His sobbed emotionally, mostly from hitting the ground too hard.

Dea’s eyebrows drew together in a frown, making his way over only to be blocked by a sharp-eyed Almedande. Seeing the faintest ray of hope, Feisha immediately scrambled up with vigour. “He’s been wanting to personally check up on you since the very beginning, it’s just that his pride keeps getting in the way – you know him, always-”

“Mm.” An unquestionable agreeance.

“According to Gin, Dea locked himself up in his room without food or water immediately following that thing with Nani,” Feisha continued. “If it weren’t for Gin hollering ‘Long live the faerie king!’ outside his door, he might’ve kicked the bucked right there and then.”

………

The corner of Almedande and Dea’s lips twitched simultaneously.

Feisha wiped a handful of tears away from his eyes in exaggerated sorrow. “That thing with the curse had always been a psychological wound to Dea. For the sake of his undying love for you, I’d like to please beg Your Majesty to not mention it again.”

As if touched by his words, Dea surprisingly didn’t protest at the last sentence. Almedande studied his face for a long time before admitting, “I actually did not mind. I was just afraid that you wouldn’t stop brooding over it, so I wanted to uproot both the matter and the other person from your heart entirely.”

Very good words. Very, very good words. Feisha allowed himself to retort bitterly: I wonder who that person was, the one who kept screeching “I haven’t even touched you”…

But of course, Feisha was shedding tears of pure emotion. “Your Majesty has such a way with romance!”

Almedande took in Dea’s silent but shy and meek posture with tenderness blooming in his heart. It’s just the person behind him that was too loud and in the way. “Dea said he took you here to sightsee, yes? You may wander around by yourself,” he said darkly.

“About that, I’m actually considered an illegal immigrant around here. Would Your Majesty mind cutting me some slack and issuing a travel pass?” Feisha immediately raised his request.

“Alright. We can do it when we arrive at the castle,” Almedande said as he pulled Dea into the carriage behind him. As Feisha approached, however, he held out a hand. “There is no more space.”

………

Being the faerie king doesn’t give you the right to tell blatant lies like this, you know? Feisha fixed him with a look of pure judgement. “I can hole up in a corner or something; you won’t even notice my presence.”

Almedande’s question was cold. “Can you stop breathing?”

“I’m not a corpse,” Feisha replied blankly.

“The air within this carriage will be contaminated by your breath.”

“…” So you guys don’t breathe now, is that how it is? Y’all breathe in carbon dioxide and breathe out oxygen?

Almedande pointed in the direction they came from. “You can get back if you walk straight that way.”

No shit, sir. Feisha held back tears as he watched the door slam heartlessly in his face. Within seconds, the carriage rose into the sky and disappeared into the horizon.

………

The abandoned human, bathed in the little remaining light of dusk, flipped the bird at the direction they left in.

“I’m going pollute you to death with my carbon dioxide!” he yelled, huffing with great effort.

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The canvas of the sky slowly gained coat after coat of grey under the careful hands of an invisible painter – until they decided to just dump a bucket of black paint onto it.

The sky was completely dark.

Feisha walked in circles within the woods, rubbing at his arms. Goddamn it, why did he have to overestimate himself and go for the shortcut. The only thing getting cut short here was his life. Every now and then he’d hear a strange sound at his ear, transformed into terrifying beasts with nothing but the power of his imagination. Big, murky green eyes tracked Feisha’s every movement as he made his way through their territory and directly into their bloody teeth…

Was it just him or did it suddenly get really cold?

If he knew this would happen, he’d have walked the original path back even if he would’ve dropped dead of exhaustion in the process.

If he knew this would happen, he’d never have come to this stupid fucking faerie world even if Dea seduced him.

If he knew this would happen, he’d never have caved in even if Gin filed his teeth down to the shape of saws.

If he knew this would happen…

He shouldn’t have accepted that goddamn recruitment poster in the first place!

…Now that Feisha thought about it, his life was just a series of crooked roads! Not a straight one in sight.

Directly ahead of him came a flash of firelight, gone as quickly as it came. A shrill howl came at the same time. Feisha felt his legs turn into jelly, too afraid to move an inch. It was a long time before he tiptoed his way over, thinking that whatever was ahead had left.

This part of the woods was particularly dense; there was not much space between neither trunks nor branches. The sound of his clothes rustling echoed in his ears, seeming even more sinister in this pitch-dark forest. Scanning left and right, Feisha knew that he couldn’t see anything but wanted to see more anyway.

The feeling of something warm caging around his neck halted him in his steps.

“H- Help!” Feisha’s heart was about to jump out of his chest.

“SingirlHong!” Behind him came a word that didn’t quite sound like English but didn’t sound like French either.

Feisha gulped. They know how to speak – that was good. Knowing how to speak means that they can communicate, being able to communicate means…he can swindle his way out of this.

“Hi- Hi, I’m a human, faerie kind’s best friend… Do you understand what Hong is?” There was no reply, but just as Feisha was about to say something else he felt a hand on his ear, which stayed there for a while before lowering.

“Human?” There was no trace of anything but proficiency. Feisha felt deeply touched that his language was so widely used, even in different worlds.

“Yes yes yes, I’m just a poor, lost human.”

His display of cowardice evidently worked as the hands around his neck slowly moved away. Seizing his chance, Feisha swiftly leaped forward and turned around.

The flame flickered to life, illuminating behind it another excessively beautiful face and a pair of pointy ears.

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Translator’s note

Even Lucifer of daybreak isn’t exempt from this.

In Isaiah 14:12, Lucifer is referred to as “morning star, son of the dawn”.

He could finally see the clichéd plot used in too many historical dramas unfold before his very own eyes, the one where a guy destroys an entire nation for his girl.

There’s actually a phrase for this, called冲冠一怒为红颜 chōng guān yī nù wèi hóng yán (lit. hat rising in anger for a beautiful woman). “Hat rising in anger” refers to the act of bristling to the point where you hair stands up, rising your hat in the process. The most conventional translation would be “a great flash of anger for a beautiful woman”. This saying stems from the very ancient poem/song 圆圆曲 yuán yuán qū, in which this dude – you guessed it – destroyed the nation that kidnapped his girl.

you just can’t find decent men like that nowdays, which is why I go for girls. (jk but not really)

I wonder who that person was, the one who kept screeching “I haven’t even touched you”.

Second half of chapter 26

Not a straight one in sight.

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Feisha felt deeply touched that his language was so widely used, even in different worlds.

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