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Chapter 196 Reconciliation, Su An'an Teases the Swan
"I……"

Su An'an's breath caught in her throat, as if an invisible hand was gripping her throat, and she couldn't utter a single word.

She had imagined explaining this to Seville a thousand times.

Unexpectedly, at the crucial moment, those explanations that had been rehearsed countless times got stuck in his throat.

"Prefer not to say?"

Seville's eyes turned cold, and he abruptly stood up: "Perfect, I'm not interested in hearing that either."

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Su An'an suddenly arched her back and coughed violently, her face turning bright red.

Seville's heart skipped a beat, and he gripped the back of her neck with his large hand, forcing her to look up:

"You need to be taught how to breathe? Is your mental power just for show?!"

A divine golden light seeped from his fingertips, gently clearing her blocked airway.

"I was poisoned by the rebels."

She finally caught her breath, tears welling in her eyes: "Not only did I fail to evolve, but my mental energy was also corrupted, causing me to unconsciously harm my favorite beastman."

Seville's hand, which was gripping her chin, suddenly froze.

The distant campfire crackled and popped, illuminating his suddenly contracting pupils.

"I see."

His gesture of releasing his hand was like discarding a hot charcoal ember; his eyelashes drooped, concealing all his emotions.

Su An'an mustered her courage and hooked her little finger with his: "So, can you please stop hating me?"

Seville suddenly let out a cold laugh, but let her hook her finger without pulling away:

"Hate you? That's a waste of time."

He paused, his voice low and husky, almost dangerous: "You just said, your favorite beastman?"

"Ok!"

Su An'an blinked her big eyes.

It wasn't mentioned that Seville was one of her five favorite beastmen.

"Have the toxins been completely removed?"

Seville's ear tips instantly turned bright red.

He still had to keep a straight face and deliberately lower his voice.

"It's been cleaned up long ago."

Su An'an glanced at his bright red ears and suddenly had the urge to tease him.

"so!"

She suddenly moved closer, her warm breath deliberately spraying onto his sensitive neck:

"You'd better watch out, I can control how I 'damage' now."

Seville's wings suddenly burst open, the black and white wings trembling in the campfire, casting shadows that completely enveloped Su An'an.

Her rosy lips were so close, like ripe cherries waiting to be picked.

Seville's Adam's apple bobbed violently, and his canines unconsciously rubbed against his lower lip.

Just as he lowered his head, a series of crisp, silvery bell sounds suddenly pierced the ambiguity.

"Lord God Envoy!"

A brown-haired deer-woman came barefoot in the moonlight, with a luminous flower bell wrapped around her wrist.

The rabbit-tribe girl holds a wreath woven from red roses.

The two females looked up at Seville shyly and said:
Would you like to hear a blessing song?

"An'an, let your brother relax. He should be happy right after the fight."

Xiong Guo carried the chubby little ball over and winked at Su An'an.

The old patriarch's cloudy eyes gleamed with a sharp light:
"Females in the Graystone tribe have always had the right to pursue happiness."

He glanced meaningfully at Seville's wings:

"Especially the orcs who can leave behind the strongest seed."

Manda's lion ears twitched with delight, and she laughed heartily:
"If I were twenty years younger..."

Before he could finish speaking, Seville's wings snapped shut, forming a sharp, blade-like shape, and the air pressure dropped so low that the campfire dimmed for a moment.

"He can't do it."

Su An'an suddenly stepped in and pressed her palm firmly against Seville's taut forearm.

"Why not?" Bear Fruit pointed to several pairs of beast couples disappearing into the shadows in the distant bushes: "Look how happy they are!"

Su An'an's fingertips suddenly glowed green as she gently stroked Seville's Adam's apple:
"Because this divine messenger's 'communication method' will cost the female her life!"

Seville suddenly grabbed her lower back.

"No! No! No!"

Qiuqiu covered her eyes, but her chubby little hands secretly parted between her fingers.

The two young females turned pale instantly and staggered back a few steps.

Xiong Guo's scratching motion froze: "The Divine Envoy is indeed extraordinary."

She quickly winked at the two young females: "You two should go find a beastman who's more suitable for you!"

The two young females fled in panic, returning to their sister and exchanging a few words. The other females all looked at Seville with fear in their eyes.

Seville grabbed Su An'an's wrist and pulled her into the shadows behind the rocks.

Black and white wings unfolded with a "whoosh," completely isolating them from the noise of the outside world.

He lowered his voice, his breath hot against her ear:

"What do you mean?"

Su An'an chuckled softly as he pinned her against the rock wall.

She deliberately poked his tense chest with her fingertip:
"Can't you tell? I'm helping you out of a tight spot!"

She drawled out the last syllable, a sly glint in her eyes, "You stinky little brother."

"Shut up!"

Seville suddenly tightened his grip, pressing her wrist against the rock face above her head.

His other hand gripped her chin, his canine teeth dangerously grazing her lips.

"I'll say it again, don't use that disgusting name!"

The light from the distant campfire dappled the two of them through the gaps in their wings.

Su An'an suddenly dropped her joking expression, tilted her head back, and leaned close to his tense jawline:

"So what do you want me to call you? My darling, or..."

Seville's pupils contracted sharply, his wings trembled uncontrollably, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "If you shout again..."

"So you poisoned me to make me mute?"

She raised an eyebrow and smiled slyly.

"Do not."

He suddenly leaned closer, his hot breath brushing against her earlobe:

"Let me show you what the Swan Clan's 'revenge' tastes like."

Su An'an's ears burned, but she didn't have time to retaliate.

A strange whistle suddenly came from the distant forest. Seville's pupils contracted and his body tensed instantly.

Three hundred meters away, on the treetops, two figures draped in black cloaks were looking down at the brightly lit Gray Stone tribe.

The leading tiger-orc was two meters tall, with a distorted beast face covered in eerie yellow scales.

"Pollution of only three hunting grounds today is too slow."

The tiger-beastman's voice was like sandpaper being rubbed, harsh and unpleasant to hear.
"The chief's orders are clear: all hunting grounds must be turned into dead zones before the acid rain season."

The jackal-orc behind him trembled as he responded:

"But Captain, I just received a message from the chief saying that a holy priest of the Swan Clan and an imperial princess have been sent from outside."

"They didn't die in the mutated beast leader's lair; they might have escaped, or..."

"Or maybe they've been hidden by those damned natives."

The tiger-orc's pupils contracted to a thin slit, revealing its ferocious fangs:
"So the Graystone Tribe is so happy because they've found a treasure?"

The jackal orc nodded quickly:

“Other tribes are all lifeless, but their tribe is different. The swan beastmen and the imperial princess must be there.”

"Very well, let's start by targeting them."

The tiger-beastman's beastly eyes reflected the jubilant Graystone tribe in the distance, and he suddenly blew a special blood-red bone whistle.

A strange whistle sounded.

Countless mutated beasts, their bodies pitch black and resembling giant rats, surged towards the Graystone Tribe like a black tide.

　I'm so useless. There's still one more chapter until 11 PM, I'll read it tomorrow.

　　(End of this chapter)