Mythical Creatures Strategy Guide

Chapter 127 The Return of the Law and the Spear

The journey back to Whitewing City from the Tunguska Mountains seemed much faster, perhaps because Chu Sheng often stared out the window in a daze.

Lady Mira packed and sealed the live mineral samples, and eight heavenly horses pulled the palace carriage across the tundra and the plains. Three days later, they could see the gray-white walls of Whitewing City.

Chu Sheng was fed by Amber and Mrs. Mira in turns along the way, and his complexion was even better than when he set off; Ella, on the other hand, was bedridden for two whole days due to motion sickness. Yin Ye hid in the corner of the carriage writing a song, saying that he was inspired by Long Ming and wanted to create a timeless rock song that would never be repeated before, which Arthur described as "the awful key".

At this moment, the carriage was slowly driving along the main road toward the city gate. Chu Sheng leaned against the window and saw the Heavenly Horse Banner on the arrow tower of White Wing City fluttering in the wind.

"Hmm?" Chu Sheng suddenly saw something.

A convoy of carriages was parked in the open space at the city gate, with more than a dozen carriages lined up in a row, each with gold trim.

The carriage curtains were made of bright yellow silk, embroidered with emblems that Chu Sheng did not recognize. Two rows of fully armed knights stood on either side of the caravan, their armor gleaming.

The lead carriage was particularly extravagant, with a golden eagle with outstretched wings carved on its roof, its eyes inlaid with two rubies, and its body gilded, glittering in the sunlight.

Eight attendants stood in front of the carriage, all dressed in dark red formal attire with gold badges pinned to their collars.

Chu Sheng pulled his head back into the carriage: "Whose wedding is it?"

Mrs. Mira put down the atlas she was organizing and glanced out the window.

"Oh."

Arthur's gaze swept across the row of gleaming golden carriages outside the window: "The golden eagle is the emblem of the imperial family, and the ruby ​​eyes represent direct bloodlines. My lord, has this gentleman come specifically to see you?"

"He comes every year." Lady Mira said with some annoyance, "The third prince of the empire, L.M. Virgil."

"He actually dared to come." Arthur's tone carried a hint of surprise, clearly aware of the Third Prince's glorious deeds. "I thought he would have given up after you set up three layers of barricades outside the city last year."

Chu Sheng blinked: "So persistent? What official business is he here to discuss?"

"A marriage proposal," Arthur answered for Lady Mira, his gaze sweeping back and forth between Chu Sheng and Lady Mira with a complex expression. "He comes every year; everyone in the heart of the empire knows him."

Silverleaf's pointed ears perked up, and Ella struggled to lift her head from her motion sickness, her tail wagging in confusion halfway around.

"What do you want?" Ella asked blankly.

"A marriage proposal," Yinye translated softly, "meaning asking if the lady would be willing to be his wife."

Ella's eyes widened instantly: "No! Mira belongs to Chu Sheng! She's going to mate with Chu Sheng!"

Just then, a white shadow flashed past the car window. A winged messenger descended from the sky, its wings creating a whirlwind as it landed.

She knelt on one knee beside the carriage, her right hand pressed against her left breast, her voice urgent: "My lord! The entourage of the Third Prince of the Empire arrived this morning and has been waiting outside the city gates for over half an hour. The city defense troops, as you ordered, have not opened the gates, but the Third Prince's attendants have set up tents outside the gates, saying—"

The winged messenger hesitated for a moment.

"What did you say?" Mrs. Mira said coldly.

"His Highness said he would wait here until the Lady was willing to see him. His Highness also brought—thirty cartloads of betrothal gifts, as well as a marriage certificate specially bestowed by the Emperor, which was already stamped with the seal of His Majesty Virgil III. His Highness said that as long as the Lady nodded, the betrothal gifts would be brought into the city immediately, the wedding date would be decided by the Lady, and after the marriage, the Third Prince was willing to move to Tianma Territory, give up his status as a prince, and just be an ordinary nobleman by the Lady's side."

After saying these words, the winged messenger lowered his head somewhat embarrassed.

Silence fell over the carriage once more.

Then Yinye muttered to herself, "He gave up his princely status, so what's left of him? Isn't he still relying on his wife for support?"

"Thirty cartloads of betrothal gifts!" Chu Sheng counted on his fingers, and by the end, his tone was tinged with envy. "Damn, if I were a woman, I'd want to get married too."

Mrs. Mira glanced at him, and he felt a chill run down his spine, immediately shutting up.

"This Third Prince," Amber said, holding her teacup, "is quite sincere."

"Sincerity?" Lady Mira sneered. "He doesn't even know what I look like. When the Empire proposed the marriage more than a decade ago, he only saw one portrait of me, a portrait of me in my early twenties when I had just inherited the title of lord. From that day on, he declared that he would marry no one but me, and it has been fourteen years now."

As she said this, her tone became more sarcastic: "For fourteen years, he has sent someone to deliver a letter every year on my birthday, and each letter is a long and rambling one. These letters have never entered the walls of White Wing City, and I have never replied to a single word, yet he still does it with great enthusiasm."

Chu Sheng vaguely sensed something amiss: "So this Third Prince—"

"He has never been to Whitewing City," Lady Mira scoffed. "I have refused him every time he has come. This year he has finally learned his lesson and brought that old geezer's seal with him."

Arthur opened her mouth, but as a knight of the Imperial Knights, she was still somewhat embarrassed to hear Lady Mira call the Emperor an "old codger."

"My lord," Arthur carefully chose his words, "His Majesty's seal carries binding force. If you refuse, you will need to go through a formal appeal process, which may take more than six months, and the final decision rests with the Imperial Supreme Court. During this time, the Third Prince can legally remain in Pegasus Territory under the guise of 'awaiting marriage.'"

"That's why he pulled this stunt." Mrs. Mira slammed the atlas in her hand on the table. "Besides, that old geezer..."

Even the most muddle-headed person wouldn't agree to have their seal on the marriage certificate; that spendthrift probably stole it and stamped it himself.

Chu Sheng and Yin Ye wisely shut their ears and pretended to look at the sky; they dared not interfere in conversations involving insults against the emperor.

The winged messenger, still kneeling beside the carriage, cautiously asked, "Madam, the city garrison is awaiting your instructions. Shall we open the city gates?"

Mrs. Mira stood up, straightened the collar of her military uniform, and then pushed open the carriage door and got out.

Chu Sheng leaned out of the carriage window and saw her standing beside the carriage, gazing in the direction of the city gate. A few strands of her chestnut-colored hair were blown by the wind, making her look dashing and heroic.

In the distance, beneath the Pegasus banner, a golden eagle-patterned flag flutters in the wind.

Mrs. Mira turned around and looked at Chu Sheng.

"Chu Sheng." Her voice suddenly softened, and even took on a hint of coquettishness.

"Wait a minute." Chu Sheng got goosebumps and immediately raised his hand. "I have a better way. There's no need for this."

Amber picked up her teacup gracefully: "I think this is fine."

"Arthur————"

"The lord's authority is higher than mine in the territory," Arthur said expressionlessly.

"Ella—" Silver Leaf is useless, Chu Sheng looked at his last hope.

Ella wagged her tail: "Chu Sheng, she wants to mate with you."

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