Sir! Don't close the net!

Li Yili's roar brought Abel back to his senses. Almost instinctively, Abel moved closer to Li Yili, facing the spider that had emerged from Vera's body.

Vera the spider didn't pay attention to Abel's position. Instead, she raised her forelimbs, and white spider silk wove between them, some thick and some thin, some dense and some loose. Soon, a line of words appeared between the spider's forelimbs.

Lay down my body, and I'll let you leave.

Li Yili narrowed her eyes slightly and then shrugged. "The future has been decided, sir. Can you translate what that means?"

Abel's eye twitched, then he raised his hand to his forehead. "What could it mean? Put Princess Thorn down, and we can leave."

"So that means there's no room for negotiation! Fine! Now I'll show you my sky-piercing Gungnir!"

"Hey--"

The spider silk snapped, and a new line of text appeared on the web.

What do you want?

[Apart from my body]

Chapter Ninety-Two Nakya

A very rational way of expressing oneself.

It could also be because of the warning that it was penetrated.

Li Yili glanced around. Because it was a square, it was very open and there were no obstructions. She could see the surroundings clearly at a glance. At least there were no residents of Thorn City within her field of vision, and Thorn City was not making any noise.

They seemed genuinely intimidated by him.

But this could also be because the other party was very confident. The only exit of Thorn City was opposite their location. The walls of Thorn City were covered with thorns, and the sky of Thorn City was also covered with intertwined thorns. He was just an ordinary person. Even if he escaped from the square, he could not escape Thorn City.

In the other party's eyes, he was like a tiny insect that had fallen into a giant spider web, and was just unlucky enough to be bitten in a sore spot due to a moment of carelessness.

Li Yili let out a soft breath.

But that's enough. The other party may feel that everything is under control, but for him, when the other party steps in and expresses their willingness to meet his demands, the initiative is on his side.

Princess Thorn's actions are tantamount to admitting that this body is indeed very important to me, so important that I'm even willing to talk to the insects trapped in my web who can't escape.

Abel looked nervously at Li Yili, who had suddenly fallen silent.

"Can't you really give it to me? It's completely unnecessary for you."

Li Yili put down Gungnir, pulled down the left hand that was holding the Thorn Princess's legs, and let the Thorn Princess's petite and soft body slide in front of him. He wrapped his left arm around the Thorn Princess's waist, letting the Thorn Princess's small face press against his chest, while his right hand held Gungnir and pressed it against the Thorn Princess's waist.

Vera the Spider remained motionless, still holding up those two lines of text.

Clearly, he didn't intend to engage in pointless bickering with Li Yili.

Abel glanced at Li Yili and shook his head helplessly.

"Tsk—"

"Hello, hello, is the signal bad? Do you need me to fix it for you?" Li Yili narrowed her eyes slightly, gripped Gungnir's right hand in reverse, and thrust the tip of Gungnir's spear into the Thorn Princess's buttocks.

That's my body.

Following Li Yili's warning of penetration, the spider web updated its content.

Abel's eyes twitched violently. The situation was still overwhelmingly unfavorable for Li Yili. The two sides were far too different in terms of strength, but the Thorn Princess was being manipulated. The Thorn Princess had shown concern for her body too many times, and this body was being held in Li Yili's hands.

As long as Li Yili doesn't leave Thorn City, she can do whatever she wants using the Thorn Princess's body.

Your dad should tell you

Countless times, this isn't your body; it's polluted by them.

Li Yili's lips curled up slightly.

Abel, who had been watching Li Yili's expression closely, twitched his lips violently.

"In short, this is the city's garbage. I'm here to help you clean up the garbage. You're welcome," Li Yili smiled brightly and tentatively took a step to the side.

"boom--"

A thorn bush thicker than Li Yili's waist fell from above and slammed heavily onto one side of the square, sending shrapnel flying like bullets and leaving wild animal-like scratch marks on the walls and the ground.

"Well, it seems that you, Princess, are not a good child who listens to your father."

Li Yili shrugged, looking startled, but Abel could tell that she was even more at ease than before.

“By the way, Princess, you wouldn’t mind telling me your name,” Li Yili said, her eyes darting around as she turned her right hand around in Kungunier’s. “Let me introduce myself. My name is Livis Est. Richard.”

"If you don't remember your name, I can wait, or... help you clear your mind."

After a brief silence, a line of words appeared on the spider web.

【Nakya】

"Oh, Princess Nakya, although I really want to take your body with me, it seems unlikely. However, I can't leave empty-handed, nor can I return your body immediately, after all, I am just an ordinary person."

Abel raised his head slightly. The magnificent starry sky was obscured by the enormous thorns. The instincts of a chosen one of the gods kept reminding him that a colossal creature was perched above them, weaving something in the city of thorns.

An ordinary person wouldn't be able to negotiate with such a behemoth with such ease.

“Oh—Princess Nakya, my request is very simple,” Li Yili smiled innocently, “Thorn City is the capital of Eden, surely it contains the legacy of the ancient gods.”

Give it all to me.

Abel coughed heavily and looked at Li Yili with disbelief.

Is that simple?

It's really simple. All you need is everything. You don't even need to do a so-called inventory. Just take everything out at once.

【no】

Perhaps fearing that Li Yili would come to pierce and warn again, a new line of text soon appeared on the spider web.

You may only take one item.

"what--"

Li Yili raised her eyebrows and subconsciously looked down at the body of the Thorn Princess in her arms.

You cannot take the Thorn Princess's body; at most, you can take an ancient relic of the gods, the transformed inhabitants of Thorn City...

Speaking of which, why did the King of Thorns describe the Princess of Thorns' body as perfect?

After thinking for a while, Li Yili released Gungnir.

“Alright—how about this, we’ll move towards the city gate first, and Princess Nakya, you can choose one of the heirlooms, and we’ll exchange them at the city gate.”

After the spider web shook for a while, a line appeared in the middle of it.

"Happy transaction."

Li Yili smiled brightly and picked up the Thorn Princess in a princess carry, slowly walking towards the city gate. The residents of Thorn City hesitated for a moment before making way. Several Thorn residents crawled out along the thorns, while Vera, who had transformed into a spider, kept a distance.

Abel followed behind Li Yili, his eyes, which were a blend of gold and red, gleaming.

Since Li Yili took such a great risk to bring the Thorn Princess's body here, it means that Li Yili has a reason to take the Thorn Princess's body with her. Whatever that reason may be, Li Yili will not give in so easily, nor will she be satisfied with just an inheritance she picked at random and leave.

No one in their right would believe Li Yili's claim that she absolutely could not leave empty-handed.

What made Li Yili so cowardly submit to Nakya's power?

Abel stared intently at Li Yili's back as she whistled and walked towards the city gate.

Li Yili is deceiving Nakya!

Li Yili not only planned to take away Nakya's important body, but also planned to extort a legacy of the ancient gods from Nakya!

Chapter 93 You Can't Beat Him

Looking at the ball where only a few people were lingering and seemed about to leave, Austin felt dizzy.

It was like a dream, a nightmare so terrifying that he would definitely wake up in terror.

But he didn't wake up, there was no sign of him waking up at all, and the nightmare continued.

He was Austin, a member of a collateral branch of the Hagen aristocracy. It's no exaggeration to say that the entire Instas was his private property. He could do whatever he wanted, and his balls were always packed. Not long ago, the Instas newspaper even suggested that there were two kinds of entrepreneurs in Instas: those who were qualified to be invited to Austin's balls and those who were not.

Although he instructed it to be written, it is a fact that everyone acknowledges!

And now, only a handful of people have come?!

Austin struggled to raise his hand to cover his face. He was certain that if he hadn't been standing there, the remaining few people... would have left too.

He didn't care whether these small business owners came or not. He knew that in a power struggle of this scale, small business owners were of no use whatsoever, let alone be expected to be absolutely loyal enough to attack the Fire Spirit and Sheep Village Logistics without regard for consequences.

They are mostly like a reed in the wind, swaying back and forth.

Austin wasn't stupid. He knew very well that the current situation was very unfavorable to him, so he wouldn't push those small business owners. Even a rabbit will bite when cornered. Those heartless bastards might actually side with the Fire Spirits and Sheep Village Logistics if pushed too far. The more anxious he seemed, the more it showed that the situation was unfavorable to him.

So he needs to be laid-back and calm, letting others think he has some trump card. As long as those small business owners are still wavering, he won't fall so quickly. After all, his size is what it is. Once he's dealt with Fire Spirits and Sheep Village Logistics, those small business owners will naturally obediently take his place.

What truly unsettled him was the attitude of Ips and his friends. None of his former companions, who used to laugh at those small groups with him on the balcony, had come. Ips and his friends weren't the kind of small business owners who wavered between sides and dared not offend either side. Once they decided to take a side, they really stood their ground.

Austin took a deep breath and paced back and forth. The small business owners present wore smiles that were more like cries. Deciding to attend this ball was definitely the worst decision they had ever made in their careers!

Now, with only a few people around, and Austin still present, he's probably already memorized everyone's face. If they didn't come, they could use excuses like "didn't receive it" or "forgot," but now, they can't leave even if they want to.

Just as Austin was about to faint from anxiety, the middle-aged man stood behind Austin and lowered his voice, "Mr. Austin, Mr. Ips has arrived."

Austin's eyes lit up, and instantly his legs stopped feeling weak and his back stopped aching. He straightened his back as if he had become more than ten years younger. "Where is he!?"

Ips is the curator of the Instas Museum. He may seem to have no influence over the Instas market, but the truth is quite the opposite. Instas is the world's largest seaport, yet it is deeply troubled by the fact that it has not been blessed by the unknown temple in the Sea of ​​the Dead. It is no exaggeration to say that this is a source of inferiority for all the residents of Instas. The Instas Museum can cover up their inferiority complex, so Ips is one of the people who can have the most influence over the Instas market.

Ips also has a whole host of side businesses.

If Ips was on his side, he would feel much more at ease.

"Ah—Ips, my friend, in this critical moment, only you and my friendship have withstood the test."

Austin opened his arms, ready to give Ips a warm hug, but Ips' first words struck Austin like a thunderbolt.

“Austin, give up. You can’t beat Levi’s Est. Richard. Give up now and you can keep your position.”

“What…what are you saying?” Austin stared incredulously at Ips, who seemed to have aged considerably. “I haven’t even started operating it yet.”

“Austin, you can’t outmaneuver Levi’s Est. Richard,” Ips shook his head. “It’s a good thing you haven’t started yet; there’s still room for maneuver.”

“Ips! What are you talking about! Don’t be intimidated by that kid’s fancy tricks! Don’t forget that his enemy isn’t just me,” Austin suddenly raised his voice, “Do you think that kid can beat Bishop Azazel?!”

"This is Nibelungen, not Eden."

Ips could tell that Austin wasn't hysterical to the point of being irrational, but simply didn't want to admit it.