Mythical Creatures Strategy Guide

Chapter 69 Rejection

Night fell, and the royal court finally quieted down.

During the day, the gray elves of the Gray Realm were busy repairing bridges and houses, and Ella also moved an unknown number of stones amidst the cheers of a group of gray elf children.

Chu Sheng wasn't idle either; he and Yin Ye got together to draw up blueprints for the reconstruction of the royal court.

According to Ambermind's idea, the rebuilt Elven Royal Court would allow Grey Elves to live and trade, since it was unknown when the next batch of Royal Court Elves would be born.

Moreover, since she was going to leave with Chu Sheng, the royal court couldn't just be left empty.

Chu Sheng originally thought that after being tired for several days, he would sleep well tonight.

After all, after a series of high-intensity exercises, humans should theoretically fall asleep immediately and sleep until noon the next day.

But the problem is that he's in so much pain he can't sleep.

Chu Sheng lay on the bed in the guest courtyard, staring at the glowing veins of the leaves above him, with only one thought in his mind.

pain!

A scorching holy light surged through his body, like an imperial knightly charge; another cool, green magic followed closely behind, clinging to his veins like tree roots, trying to push the stray holy light back.

Neither side was willing to submit to the other, so Chu Sheng became their battlefield.

"Holy crap..."

Chu Sheng opened his mouth and raised his hand to touch the strategy manual.

What about the clause "[Contract ≠ I agree]"?

Am I not considered a side effect if I'm in so much pain?

"Where's customer service...?" Chu Sheng gritted his teeth, cold sweat pouring down his face. "I want to file a complaint..."

The next second, the holy light suddenly thrust upwards, causing him to arch his body violently and let out a muffled groan.

Dangerous!

Just then, footsteps sounded outside the door.

The footsteps were quick, and the door was pushed open.

The moonlight shone in first, followed by Amber.

She wasn't wearing a crown; her long, pale golden hair cascaded down her back, and she wore only a loose nightgown, the fabric thin and pure white, which, in the backlight of the moon, revealed the alluring contours of her body in every detail.

The neckline of the dress was loose, but her figure was too tall and voluptuous, so even the loose fabric couldn't hide the curves of her chest and the roundness of her hips. She walked in barefoot, the hem of her nightgown swaying, revealing her slender ankles.

When she stood there, the whole room seemed to suddenly shrink.

Chu Sheng was in so much pain that his eyes rolled back, but his eyes still honestly drifted towards her.

There was no other way; he was about to die. It wasn't unreasonable for him to take one last look at the world's top-of-the-line sports car before he died, was it?

Amber walked to the bedside, her brows furrowing slightly: "Chu Sheng."

"Your Majesty..." Chu Sheng raised his hand with difficulty, his thoughts in disarray, "You've come at the right time... I feel like I'm dying... You five can divide my inheritance equally... But don't divide it so quickly... Maybe I can still see the end of the world..."

Amber didn't respond to his nonsense, but reached out and pressed her hand against his forehead.

Her hands were cool, and Chu Sheng almost groaned in pleasure. But An Bowen's expression changed, and she moved her hands to his chest, pressing gently with her fingertips.

Golden holy light suddenly erupted from beneath his skin, and green magic immediately followed. The two forces were locked in a stalemate under her fingertips, like two mischievous little beasts tearing at each other.

Amber said in a low voice, "Rejection."

"...What auntie?" Chu Sheng's voice trembled, and he blurted out, "I do like the auntie type...but I didn't mean to say 'you'..."

"You originally carried holy light within you, and later you signed a subservient contract with me, thus acquiring the power of the Holy Tree." Amber's hand did not leave his chest. "Both forces want to take over your body; they are fighting."

"A grand wedding?" Chu Sheng mumbled, still half-asleep. "A grand wedding is wonderful... Your Majesty... I will definitely give you a magnificent wedding in the future..."

Amber's eyes were filled with heartache: "Don't say anything."

She sat down on the edge of the bed. The bed wasn't small to begin with, but when she sat down, the mattress sank in, and Chu Sheng was pulled a little closer to her, rolling over to her side.

Amber reached out to support his back, and slipped her other hand under his knees.

Chu Sheng was stunned for a moment, then regained some of his senses: "Your Majesty, you..."

"Let me help you sort out your magic."

The next moment, Chu Sheng was pulled into her arms, his head resting against her chest. Through the thin fabric, her mature and voluptuous body enveloped him with warmth.

She wrapped her arms around Chu Sheng's back, pulling him close to her chest, and with her other hand, she slowly soothed him down his spine. Every time her palm touched a spot, the rampaging holy light and the power of the holy tree calmed down a little.

Chu Sheng's face was forced to be buried in that soft, fleshy area, and he suddenly found it difficult to breathe.

Good news, the pain has lessened; bad news, I'm suffocating.

He turned his face with difficulty, his voice muffled: "Your Majesty... I can't breathe..."

Amber looked down at him and adjusted her posture.

Chu Sheng was in a daze, feeling that his mother had held him like this when he was a child.

A sense of security and drowsiness washed over him at the same time, and he comfortably closed his eyes, snuggling closer to Amber.

Amber hugged him tighter. Her body was warm; one hand gently held his head and stroked it, while the other hand patted his back, as if comforting him to sleep.

As she gently patted him, the green light seeped from her palm into Chu Sheng's back. The holy light initially resisted and tried to break through several times, but she enveloped it with gentler magic and slowly pushed it back into the depths.

Chu Sheng was in so much pain that his forehead was covered in sweat, but he didn't cry out again.

Amber noticed he was holding back and whispered, "If it hurts, hold on tight to me."

Chu Sheng closed his eyes and grabbed Amber's long, flowing hair. He held the soft strands in his hand, and Amber didn't stop him, only gently patting his back.

Chu Sheng's consciousness began to sink again.

His pain hadn't completely subsided, but Amber's embrace seemed to shield him from it. He could feel her full, majestic chest rising and falling beside his face, feel her soft waist supporting his body, and feel her hand gently patting his back.

An idea suddenly popped into Chu Sheng's mind.

Wa, my junior, is here!

Is now an opportunity to speak out?

But if Amber really agrees, and his body recovers to its peak, with full holy light and magic power, and he is resurrected on the spot, the scene will be hard to explain.

Chu Sheng swallowed weakly.

Stay calm and don't rush. Don't click on key options randomly, or you'll easily end up on strange branches.

Amber looked down at him: "What are you thinking about?"

"I'm thinking..." Chu Sheng's voice was very soft, as if he was about to fall asleep, "How is my mother now? I haven't seen her since I came to this world."

Amber's hand rested on his back.

She must miss you terribly right now.

She spoke very seriously. Chu Sheng looked up at her, his gaze passing over the neckline of her nightgown and falling on the patch of snow-white skin below her collarbone, illuminated by the moonlight.

Amber seemed to know he was looking around inappropriately, but instead of scolding him, she simply pressed his head back into her arms and said, "If it makes you feel better, then go ahead and look."