Mythical Creatures Strategy Guide

Chapter 128 She's not like this with me.

Mrs. Mira had already walked to the car window.

She bent down, her stunningly beautiful face very close. She raised her hand and gently lifted Chu Sheng's chin.

"Come with me somewhere."

"Please allow me to refuse; I have a more mature approach."

"There's no option to refuse." She pulled him out of the car window and scooped him into her arms.

Lady Mira turned around with him in her arms and walked towards the city gate. Chu Sheng was held in her arms, and his hands instinctively wrapped around her neck.

"Wait! I'm not ready yet! At least let me change into something decent!"

"No need to change it." Mrs. Mira glanced down at him. "You look just fine like this."

She carried him through the city gate passage and onto the stone steps leading to the top of the city wall. The city guards on both sides of the steps stood at attention and saluted, their faces showing some confusion.

Why is the lord holding that thin boy?

The top of the city wall is wide enough for two carriages to walk side by side, and looking down you can see the open space outside the city gate.

Lady Mira stopped, put Chu Sheng down, and looked down at the city gate.

Chu Sheng followed her gaze.

A person stood in front of the lead carriage outside the city gate.

The man was dressed in a white ceremonial robe with gold trim, and his light blonde hair was meticulously combed. He was tall and upright, with his hands behind his back, looking up at the direction of the city gate.

From Chu Sheng's angle, his facial features were not clearly visible, but one could see the expectant smile on his lips.

"That's Virgil the Magnus," Lady Mira scoffed. "The third prince of the empire, Virgil III's most useless and most despised son."

"Then how was he able to steal—borrow Virgil III's seal?" Chu Sheng was somewhat puzzled. Logically speaking, shouldn't such an unfavored prince be directly exiled to the frontier?

"Virgil III is dying," Lady Mira said softly. "There's a lot of turmoil brewing in the heart of the Empire, not to mention that this good-for-nothing has a nice older sister."

Chu Sheng seemed to understand something.

In empires, nations brimming with martial spirit, the passing of each emperor signifies a bloody power shift, a pattern that has continued through generations.

This might be a curse from heaven for the despicable methods the empire used to establish itself.

"So what do you plan to do?" Chu Sheng gave up struggling. He did have a better way that could solve the problem of the marriage proposal once and for all, without damaging the empire's reputation.

But Mrs. Mira seemed to prefer a more direct approach.

"Make him give up completely." Lady Mira turned around. "I need a husband. Looking across the entire empire, you're the only man I find acceptable, and besides, you're beautiful—"

"What does it look like?" Chu Sheng asked warily.

"He looks exactly like my favorite." Lady Mira's ears turned slightly red. "At first, I just issued a bounty on him based on his appearance being the opposite of the Third Prince, intending to make him back down."

"And then?" Chu Sheng glanced at the Third Prince below the city wall. He had a mature face, a tall stature, and was still single even in his prime.

He recalled the bounty Arthur had mentioned: a handsome, frail young boy who was already married.

This bounty order is indeed written in the opposite way to the Third Prince's conditions.

"And one of my subordinates actually found someone who fits the criteria." Lady Mira smiled slightly. "Do you remember the winged person whose wallet was stolen in Cat Territory?"

"Damn it." Chu Sheng truly hadn't expected that Mrs. Mira would be involved with him so early. "She's your..."

people?"

"Not really," Mrs. Mira shook her head. "She was the sister of a winged messenger."

"I started following you from then on, recording your images with a chip, and watching them for a while every day after work," she murmured. "I envy you, adventuring freely, traveling noisily, overcoming one difficulty after another."

"I don't know when it started, but I can't sleep without looking at your photos." Mrs. Mira held Chu Sheng's hand and gently stroked it. "I've just realized that I think I've fallen in love with you."

She pulled Chu Sheng to her side and held him tightly around the waist.

Chu Sheng obediently leaned against her soft body. Since he had already sucked beef, it wouldn't hurt to be a tool for her for once.

It's quite exciting, mainly because it's so thrilling.

Below the city gate, the Third Prince noticed the commotion on the city wall.

He looked up and the first thing he saw was Mrs. Mira. Her crisp military uniform, chestnut-colored hair in a bun, and cold, noble face were exactly the same as in the portrait, but she was countless times more beautiful.

Chu Sheng saw the Third Prince take a step forward and subconsciously pat his hands on his ceremonial robes, as if checking if his appearance was perfect.

"Mira!"

His voice was filled with barely suppressed excitement, and even from this distance, Chu Sheng could hear the tremor in his voice.

"Mira! You've finally agreed to see me!"

He actually used the honorific "you" (formal) when addressing Mrs. Mira!

Lady Mira did not respond. She had one arm around Chu Sheng's waist and the other casually rested on the city wall, her posture as relaxed as if she were admiring the scenery.

The Third Prince was completely oblivious to Chu Sheng. His entire gaze was fixed on Lady Mira, his handsome and mature face flushed slightly with excitement.

"Mira, I know you don't want to see me. You've rejected me every year, turned my door away every year. But I've waited fourteen years for this day! For fourteen years, I've looked at your portrait every day, thought about you every day. You're so much more beautiful than in the portrait, no, the portrait doesn't even capture a tenth of your beauty! The way you stood there looking at me was more real than all the dreams I've had in these fourteen years!"

As he spoke, his voice became choked with emotion.

Chu Sheng, listening from the city wall, was utterly dumbfounded. How could this person be so obsequious? Fourteen years without seeing each other and still so fawning?

The Third Prince took a deep breath and continued, "Mira, I know I've done many foolish things in the past, but I truly love you! From the first time I saw your portrait fourteen years ago, I knew I would never love anyone else in my life! You are the lord of Pegasus Territory, and I am a prince of the Empire; we are a perfect match! I can give up my princely status, I can move to the heavens..."

"If you come and stay with me, I'll give up everything, as long as you give me a chance!"

As he said this, he took out an exquisite brocade box from his pocket and held it to his chest with both hands.

"This year I brought my father's seal and marriage certificate. This is not coercion, but sincerity! The Empire recognizes this marriage. As long as you nod, you will be the Imperial Princess, and the Pegasus Commander will have the full support of the Imperial Royal Family. I will not interfere in your territory's affairs, nor will I restrict your freedom. I will unconditionally support whatever you want to do. My only wish is to wake up every day and see your face, just as I have looked at your portrait every day for the past fourteen years—"

"In my heart, you are the purest flower, the most sacred lighthouse, the proudest snow-capped mountain, and the wisest goddess —"

Chu Sheng looked at the obsequious Third Prince with some pity.

Sorry, buddy, she's not like this at my place at night.

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