Moe Girl Guardians

At the top of the palace, where no one could see, a black crack opened, and Wu Feng's figure emerged from it. He was now only wearing a chest wrap. After quickly conjuring up a new set of clothes with his energy, Wu Feng gritted his teeth.

"Jiburiel, just wait for my punishment!" (To be continued...)

P.S.: I updated too much yesterday, so it's normal to be a little late today! Right?

Chapter 285 Life is about constantly courting death and moving forward.

After tidying his clothes, Wu Feng sat on the top of Elzia's palace, staring blankly at the human races flowing through the city. He had been dealing with a lot of information lately, and he needed some time to process it.

They will have to stay in Disbote for the time being, at least until Sha wakes up. In the past, when they traveled through time, there were missions to be issued, and they could return after completing the missions. But this time they came here seriously injured, and how to get back is still a problem. Should they ask Zi Ma for help?

If conditions permit, help the Blank rule over as many races as possible. He needs a large amount of faith, in any form, and the human race can only gather so little faith.

Besides these, Wu Feng had another consideration in mind: whether or not to leave this world with blankness. The previous world had once again told him that he couldn't just add all his points to strength and constitution, and that a high level of intelligence was very necessary. He lacked a strategist, and if he had a highly intelligent person, perhaps they could have considered the issue of the proxy from the very beginning, and he wouldn't be in such a sorry state.

Theoretically speaking, Dispode is the most suitable world for them, but whether they are willing to go with him is still a question.

My head hurts...

As Wu Feng stared blankly at Elzia, the sun gradually set, bringing nightfall. However, time had long lost its meaning for him.

"Lord Youfeng, the King and Princess have been searching for you for a long time," a life form said as Wu Feng was pondering, climbing up to the top of the Elzia Palace and coming up behind him.

Wu Feng turned around, and a girl dressed in a black and white maid outfit stood there respectfully and said to him. She was one of the maids responsible for cleaning the castle, and she had been instructed by Blank a couple of days ago to treat Wu Feng with respect.

"Huh? Looking for me? What are they doing now..." Wu Feng asked curiously. He stretched and stood up from the top of the palace. The girl's stamina was impressive... In his memory, there wasn't a straight path leading to the top of the palace. So, they climbed the wall? Or perhaps a ladder?

"The king didn't tell us; he said you'd find out when you got there," the maid continued respectfully.

"Understood, thank you for relaying the message." Patting her head and ruffling it a couple of times, Wu Feng vanished from her sight in an instant. Lately, Wu Feng had found himself increasingly fond of patting people's heads…

After Wu Feng left, the girl tidied her messed-up hair. This adult seemed to be kinder than she had imagined.

Following the connection with the host, Wu Feng arrived at the house where Blank had previously lived. A dent appeared in the bookshelf against the wall, revealing a passage leading inside.

As Wu Feng followed the passage into the dark interior, he also thought about the scene he was about to see. At this time, he discovered the game information left by the former king, who was known as the Foolish King.

Before long, they passed through the passage and arrived at a dark and peculiar room, where Blank, Steve, and Jibril were all looking at something.

"Master is so late~" Jibril, who was the first to notice Wu Feng's arrival, flapped her wings and came to Wu Feng's side, saying affectionately.

Wu Feng's face darkened at the mention of it, remembering what had happened that morning. If the gap had opened any later, he would have lost something.

"Jibril," Wu Feng suddenly called out to her with a relaxed smile.

"Hmm?" Jibril tilted her head. A sudden sense of foreboding welled up within her Winged Race intuition.

"How long have I been asleep?" This was Wu Feng's first question. If it was only a day, then the efficiency of the blank space was too fast. He remembered that after obtaining the right to use the Great Library, it took him a lot of time to understand the late king's thoughts, then he got the key from Stevie, and finally obtained the game information of the Eastern Union.

"My master slept for four days, otherwise I wouldn't have gone to check why," Jibril said recklessly after answering Wu Feng's question.

"And then..." Wu Feng's reaction upon hearing this was surprisingly calm, and he said it indifferently.

"?"

"Take it off"

"..."

"!!" Before Jibril could react, she had already drawn the attention of Blank and Stevie, and Blank was the first to ask a question.

"Master, aren't you in too much of a hurry? You can come back to your room later~" Jibril said shyly, her pretty face flushed.

But when she looked up again, a black and white dress appeared before her eyes, seemingly similar to what the servants in the palace wore, but even more magnificent.

"Put it on and don't take it off for ten days," came the answer as he cast a questioning glance at Wu Feng.

This is the outfit that Shingetsu gave Wu Feng when he was in the Type-Moon world. She gave him an option to change into a normal outfit or not to change at all. He decisively chose not to change, but he still kept the Scarlet Devil Mansion standard maid outfit on his body. Except for the color, it was exactly the same as the one worn by Izayoi Sakuya.

"Oh! Why is this happening? This outfit will make my wings feel so uncomfortable. Master, can you give me a different punishment?" Seeing Wu Feng take out the clothes, Jibril knew that her master was still unhappy about what happened that morning, so she begged for mercy.

"Uh..." Jibril's pleas for mercy made Wu Feng start to consider whether to change his outfit. After all, it was custom-made for him, and there was no budget for wings or anything like that. Like Sister Shenyue's outfit, there was already space reserved for it.

The next sentence made Wu Feng's nerves tremble, solidifying his resolve...

"Besides, the height of the clothes doesn't seem quite right; they're a bit too short. They'd be more suitable for the master." Jibril picked up the maid outfit and examined it, her pretty face showing even more distress. The height mismatch…

"I'm really sorry I'm not tall enough! Twenty days, Jibril, you'll have to wear it for at least twenty days before you can take it off!" Wu Feng said with a dark aura on his pretty face.

Wu Feng's height is currently fixed at the level of a fifteen or sixteen-year-old. In other words, she is only taller than Bai Gao and shorter than everyone else present... It's a pity that she could have become an eternal loli if she had died a few years earlier.

"Hehehe, I understand!" To Wu Feng's surprise, after hearing Wu Feng's angry words, Jibril suddenly stared at the maid outfit and drooled, making an incomprehensible sound.

“Jibril! Let’s make a deal! I’ll wear it for you for twenty days, and you can give it to me!” Almost a few seconds later, Sora appeared in front of Jibril, staring at the maid outfit as he spoke to her.

"No, I must obey my master's orders!" Jibril firmly refused.

Sora's face contorted in a dilemma at the firm refusal. She then held up two fingers and pointed them at her, while Jibril also held up two fingers to form a cross.

"Ten notebooks according to your ideas! I couldn't draw them even if I worked myself to death! Five, five is the limit." Seeing the blank space for that number, she cursed and struggled to hold up three fingers again.

"make a deal"

Wu Feng watched this scene expressionlessly... Is there any hope for humanity...? (To be continued...)

P.S.: After finishing a chapter... I slept for another four hours, lol.

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Chapter 286 The Legendary Former King

(Three chapters today, one more tomorrow, one chapter tonight, that's all!)

"Ahem, let's get back to the main topic and start discussing this." Sora, having successfully finished his discussion with Jibril, coughed twice, intending to shift everyone's attention to the secret room.

But Wu Feng had already remembered one thing from the conversation: this guy was also one of the culprits...

Once the room quieted down, Wu Feng finally had a chance to look around. It was a dark study without windows, isolated from the outside world, filled with wooden bookshelves crammed with books, elegant little ornaments, and tables and chairs.

The room was dark but not at all eerie; instead, it was filled with a solemn and dignified atmosphere. However, considering what had just happened, it was impossible to feel solemn...

"Not for the last king of the human race—but for the king who will rise again, I leave this book behind," Kong said softly, opening the dusty book of records that lay on the table.

"I am not a wise king."

"Instead, I will be remembered as a rare and foolish king. However, for I am not the one who will rise again, I write this down, hoping that my shallow and tragic struggles may become an aid to the next king."

"The late king was undoubtedly a true genius among mankind. He exchanged eight worthless lands for precious information, leaving behind hope for a rise," Kong said in a low voice. She felt this most deeply. Geniuses are always different from ordinary people and are not understood, just like her sister. She never thought of herself as a genius; she just tried her best to understand the thoughts of geniuses.

"Now that we have all the information, we can prepare to challenge the Eastern Kingdom." After saying this, Hou Kong turned his gaze to Wu Feng and Jibril. He had called them here to ask for their opinions. Stevie... Hmm. She can be ignored.

"I have no objections. You can make the decisions. I'll assist you throughout," Wu Feng said indifferently. He knew his intelligence stat wasn't high enough, so he just wanted to be a deterrent. He didn't want to offer any opinions casually.

“I agree with Master~” Jibril said nonchalantly, holding her maid outfit. She and Sora had a good relationship, but that was about it.

Sora didn't make any expression... Was it a mistake to call them here...?

……

"Stephen, do you still remember what your grandfather looked like?" After leaving the secret room, the group walked all the way to the palace gate. Wu Feng suddenly asked Stephen a question, his tone a little conflicted.

"Why do I always feel like this sentence is an insult..."

"That's your imagination..."

"What's wrong with Grandpa?" Stephanie asked, puzzled, not understanding the meaning behind Wu Feng's question...

"...Is he really like that..." Wu Feng turned around, raised his head, and looked at the portrait of the late king hanging somewhere, feeling extremely conflicted.

Although Wu Feng admired this unnamed former king for being able to obtain game information that even the Skywing race couldn't crack using the weak body of the human race, he still had to criticize him for some of the things that needed to be criticized!

It's one thing if his name isn't even known, but his appearance is that of a king from a card game! Or is it that genius isn't just about intellect but also about outlandish appearance? Maybe the king in the card game is simply made using his portrait...

"That's how it is. What's wrong?" Stevie seemed unsurprised and said casually.

"The art style is completely different! Damn it! Even if you're unconventional, you can't change your art style too!" Wu Feng thought to himself. But he still took out a card with an image exactly the same as the late king's.

"Your former king looks exactly like the king in the card, don't you find that strange...?"

"They actually asked! They actually asked!" Kong Kong shouted in her heart. They were also curious about this question, but out of respect for the late king, they had never been able to ask it.

“That’s Grandpa! The king on the card was made based on Grandpa’s portrait. Maybe it will be changed to a blank one in the future.” Stevie’s voice was filled with pride. Ever since she learned that her grandfather was not the foolish king, she had been in a good mood. The portrait on the card was proof of the king!

(Okay, this part was just something I made up →→)

Holy crap! It really is based on the late king's portrait... just like the Renminbi on Earth is based on the Chairman's portrait... Wu Feng thought helplessly.

The blank space next to him was also shocked by the unbelievable fact, and stood there blankly.

Are there any other questions?

"That's all..."

……

Under Blank's arrangement, the group boarded a carriage and gradually left Elzia, heading towards a towering, high-tech building.

"Hey, Sora, where are we going?" Inside the carriage, a bewildered Stevie asked Sora.

"The Eastern United Embassy in Alzia" said calmly, holding Bai.

"Ugh!! Why are we going there so early! I haven't made a reservation yet, and that's foreign territory! Trespassing is tantamount to trespassing!" Stevie exclaimed, waving her hands in the air, clearly unaware that she was trespassing!

"No problem, I already asked earlier, and since no one had any objections, we'll go today."

"Not making an appointment will cause problems between countries..."

"Speaking of which, before the late king, no race had ever received any information about the orc race's game, right?" Before Stevie could finish speaking, Wu Feng suddenly interrupted her and asked.

"That's how it is. All the countries they challenged failed, and they forgot the relevant memories." Jibril answered the question for Sora. In the end, Wu Feng still didn't let her wear the maid outfit and took it back. He felt that if she kept it in her hands any longer, she would do something very strange to her...

"Orcs have a very low aptitude for magic, right? They're only ranked fourteenth. Just sneak in and ask a few orcs. It's not like not all orcs can win the game." This was a question that Wu Feng had been wondering about. The Eastern Union wasn't just a few dozen or a few hundred tribes; it was the third largest country in the world. How could they possibly protect their information so tightly?

"So! You can't just enter other countries; that's territorial infringement! It can cause disputes between nations!" Steve rubbed her head, feeling even more troubled than before since the ghost arrived...

"Don't worry, I already have an appointment."

"When?!" Steph wondered, she was almost always with Blank, how could she not know if there was an appointment!

The carriage stopped, and Kong opened the door, carrying Bai down. The others followed suit. In front of the towering, high-tech building, an elderly orc dressed in Japanese kimono and draped in a black robe stood at the entrance.

"Welcome, Your Highness King Sora and Your Highness Queen Shiro of Elzia. I am Hatsuse Ino, the Deputy Diplomatic Envoy of the Eastern Alliance of Elzia. Nice to meet you." (To be continued...)

P.S.: There will only be one update tomorrow night →→