After all, Attie had been a king before. She knew very well what a Soul Armature was. The reason why she was stunned was not because Baiyi had managed to fool her and her subordinates but because she was worried about her future plans. Since the devil was a Soul Armature, he would not be able to do anything to her body. This was not a good thing at all. What should she use to gain his trust? Attie looked at Baiyi who was sitting in the carriage trying to grab Mia's little braid and fell into deep thought.
More importantly, since he could not enjoy her body, why did he insist on keeping her by his side as his servant? Was it because she was cute? Attie shook her head lightly. Be it Mia, that beautiful girl called Tisdale or even the captive Miss Undine, they were all first-class beauties. There was no reason for him to covet her beauty. Could it be that it was because of the so-called air trade route? Attie continued to ponder. What should I do in this matter? Cooperate with him as much as I can? Or take the opportunity to make some requests that would benefit me and my people?
"Attie? Attie? "
For a moment, Attie was too engrossed in her thoughts that Mia had called out to her several times. Mia had to take the initiative to sit beside her and rub her face with her hammerhead shark plushie. Only then did Attie snap out of her daze and apologize, "I'm sorry, Mia. I was distracted."
"Is there anything that you're unhappy about?" Mia asked as she stuffed the hammerhead shark plushie into her arms and comforted her, "It's alright. Just give Sharkie a hug and it'll be fine. Rub Sharkie's tummy again and it'll be happy again."
It was obvious that Mia often used this method to adjust her mood.
Listening to Mia's naive yet sincere words, Attie could not help but smile naturally. She quickly took the hammerhead shark plushie and imitated Mia's actions. She rubbed her hand against the plushie's soft, white belly, and as if she had felt some kind of magical power, she felt a lot more relaxed.
"Thank you, Mia," Attie said earnestly. No matter how much of an abominable devil she thought that Baiyi was, she could not bring herself to be dissatisfied with Mia at all. Throughout the journey, she had always felt that Mia was like an angel. She really could not understand why such a pure and adorable girl would choose to follow that devil around. Both of them were polar opposites!
In the future, when I fight the devil, I must not drag Mia into it. I must save her from the devil! Attie suddenly had another target in her heart. She did not realize that in this short period of time they had spent together, Mia had completely gained her trust …
"Artie, are you homesick?" Mia gently shook Attie's arm. Noticing the frown on Attie's face, Mia took the initiative to rub Attie's brows, as if trying to dispel her worries.
"No …" Attie shook her head. "I don't have a family. I grew up alone in the clan …"
"Ahhh!" Mia's face was filled with heartache. She took the initiative to hug Attie's shoulders and said softly, "It's okay, Attie. You have me, Big Sister Dale and Mr. Hope by your side in the future." As she said that, she opened a small pouch in her hand, revealing a pile of baked biscuits and a variety of colorful fruits. She passed it to Attie.
Baiyi bought them when he was looking for a carriage. He prepared them for the three girls to eat on the way.
"Try it. It's delicious." Mia took a biscuit and passed it to Attie before taking one for herself.
Accepting Mia's kindness, Attie imitated Mia's actions and began to eat the biscuits carefully. Baiyi had bought the biscuits from a hotel near the border. Of course, there would not be any good craftsmanship in that place but Attie did not think that the biscuits tasted bad. Instead, she felt that the food she had tasted in the King's Court had a different flavor to it.
Soon, Tisdale joined in as well. She told Attie about the common knowledge and news of the Southern Land and from time to time, she would talk about the things that happened in the Steppe. In an instant, the three girls created a warm and loving atmosphere in the carriage. Their silvery laughter echoed in the narrow space.
At that moment, Baiyi did not pay attention to the interaction between the two girls. Most of his attention was focused on the Void, discussing with the group of people about their harvest and their future plans, especially about Attie.
For the past few days, when they were on the road, he would secretly check on the mark in her body when she was asleep. It was different from the first time. The mark in her body seemed to have entered a dormant state and no longer provided her with the special physique that she used to have. She was so delicate and fragile that even a hard leaf could cut through her bronze-colored delicate skin.
Later on, Baiyi also found a chance to ask her about the mark in private. Attie was very obedient and told him everything she knew. It was as if she had already accepted her fate.
As for whether it was from the bottom of her heart or not, Baiyi did not care at all. He did not think that a barbarian girl who had left the Steppe would be able to cause any trouble in his hands. As long as he could get some information from her, it would be enough.
According to Attie, the mark had given her something called 'Innate Flesh'. Its effect was to increase her strength and physical toughness and to control the War God's Sword. In contrast, her body was declared to be the War God's property. Mortals could not look at her directly and she could not come into contact with worldly things. That was why Attie dressed up like that, only using a translucent white chiffon to cover her body. Even her clothes were only a little bit of cloth that covered her private parts.
From this, it could be seen that the War God and some of the people in the Void shared a common language. But then again, those gentlemen in the Void would not abandon a lovely girl just because they lost a weapon, right?
However, what Attie had said were all legends that had been passed down from ancient times. There might be a big discrepancy with the truth, especially when it came to the War God's Sword. In fact, even the Steppe barbarians themselves did not know where the sword came from. Some said that it was given by the War God to help the Steppe fight against dangers and disasters; some said that the sword was the weapon that the War God used when he was still a mortal and left behind after he became a god; some even said that the War God used the sword to open up the realm of Isythre and left the sword to guard the Steppe that was the center of the realm.
All in all, the origin of the sword was still a mystery. As for how Attie got her hands on the sword, it was a little mysterious. When she was still herding the goats in her clan as a commoner, a shepherd dog brought the sword to her. Basically, it was as if she had picked it up from the ground. Before that, the War God's Sword had disappeared for a period of time. According to the records, the previous owner of the sword was the Khan of the Grizzly Bear Clan. After he died in a rebellion in his clan, the War God's Sword disappeared along with him until it fell into Attie's hands.
The whole process was filled with the feeling of being appointed by the War God. For that reason, many of the tribes believed that it was because the War God wanted to give the War God's Sword to Attie with his own hands. That was why he chose such a method. Because of that, she received the support of some of the tribes who believed in tradition. That was why she was able to enter the King's Court at such a young age.
Of course, those tribes who originally supported her were also the ones who turned against her the fastest after she lost the sword.
That was all the information that Baiyi got from Attie. To be honest, it was useless. It was just some mysterious stuff. He still could not control the War God's Sword.
"Looks like I'll have to find a chance to imitate the mark in my body," Baiyi suggested. However, to implement it, he needed a stable environment. The mark was much more complicated than he had expected. It was not made of common energy such as Mana or Chi Prowess. Instead, it was similar to the Divine Energy that the Church borrowed. Both of them were of a higher level.
It would take a long time of research before he could find anything. Most importantly, Attie did not even know that there was such a thing in her body. She always thought that her previous power was brought by the War God's Sword.
"Let her be a maid for now. Mia and Tisdale quite like her," Baiyi said, "As for her little tricks, you don't have to worry about it."
From this, it could be seen that Attie's path as a maid still had a long way to go.
The journey back to Arfin City from the Southern Gate was rather peaceful. The Dole family had already received the news that Undine had been rescued and they were already waiting at the city gate with their family members. Baiyi was not a fan of such aristocratic family gatherings so he did not disturb the reunion of Undine and her family. Instead, he went straight to Tisdale's mansion from the other side of the city gate.
As soon as he stepped through the door, he let out a heart-wrenching scream. Be it Mia or the other Voidwalkers, all of them were taken aback. None of them had ever thought that Baiyi would lose his composure like that.
"My flowers! My grass! " Baiyi cried out in anguish. The little flowers and grasses that he planted in the little animal coin jar in the courtyard had all wilted due to the lack of care for a long time.
He had taken good care of them for a long time. Because it was not convenient to bring them out, he left them in the courtyard and even asked Tisdale to find someone to take care of them. Obviously, Tisdale was too focused on saving Undine that she had forgotten about it.
Tisdale wanted to apologize but Mia pulled her back. While Baiyi was still grieving, she quickly slipped into the house and found some cardboard and old clothes that she did not want.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
