Frilian: Starting with Wind Spirit and Moon Shadow, Playing Through the Heavens

Seeing this, the Nine-Tailed Fox gave a faint snort.

The other party's plea for mercy somewhat dampened its murderous intent, and it asked Ronan in a slightly cold voice:

"Master, what should we do with him?"

"Although he claims that he is not here to take advantage of us."

But I don't believe any race would remain indifferent to the power you wield.

Nine-Tails' words hit the nail on the head; in the face of simple facts, any flowery words seem pale and powerless.

Ronan hesitated for a moment, then made a decision.

Regardless of whether the winged race has other motives, the necessary procedures still need to be followed.

The use of magic forced the other party to reveal the truth, and Ronan realized that the other party had also appeared for the goblins.

Although they are demons, their habits are the same as those of demi-humans, and their diet does not include humans.

After the winged creature finished speaking his truth, he quickly covered his mouth.

His eyes widened, his body trembled, and he could not believe what he was seeing.

Mind control? Is that how that eagle-man died?

No wonder…

The thought that he might reveal more information and secrets made him afraid to speak loudly any longer, and he quickly said respectfully:

"Your strength is evident to all; even if I had ten times the courage, I would not dare to oppose you."

"Please just treat me like an insignificant ant and let me go."

Hearing this, Ronan looked down at him:

"Is that so? Don't you want revenge? You know those goblins killed your people."

Of course he wanted revenge, but he didn't dare say it out loud, since the goblin had acknowledged Ronan as its master.

He quickly said that the past is the past, since people will die in war no matter what.

They were killed by goblins; it's only because they were incompetent.

Seeing this, Ronan smiled. "He's flexible and adaptable; that's interesting."

He gestured for the other person to look up:

"It's good that you don't want to think about it. Let's get back to business. Where do you live?"

"I've heard that you were residents who were driven out of the Skywing Kingdom hundreds of years ago. Is that really true?"

If it's true, then we can also add this group of birdmen to our fold.

Unlike goblins, they resemble demi-humans and are similar in appearance to goddesses.

They might just fool you and make you an "angel".

Ronan's idea was simple, but the winged man was dumbfounded when he heard it.

He was surprised that Ronan, as an outsider, knew their origins.

Was it this demon fox who told him?

The winged man was somewhat unsure of what to do, because he had no idea what Ronan was up to.

I dared not breathe, pondered for a long time, but in reality only a few seconds had passed.

Having no other choice, the winged race could only reply cautiously:

"Yes, but that was 200 years ago."

"We are just ordinary winged creatures living in this forest."

"I have no intention of going back."

Seemingly knowing that Ronan wanted to know the reason, he briefly described what happened two hundred years ago.

Although he appears ordinary and is male, he has little status in the matriarchal Tianyi Kingdom.

However, because he had wings, it took him a long time to become a member of the Queen's Royal Guard.

The princess's rebellion was so swift that the news hadn't even had time to spread before the queen was defeated.

As a result, these guards were also purged.

Fortunately, the Queen had foreseen these changes; otherwise, none of them would have survived.

Ronan listened quietly.

Later, he asked:

"Is that so? In that case, would you be interested in working for me?"

"Of course, it's not just you; all your clansmen can follow me."

"From our interaction just now, I understand that you are a group of homeless people, right?"

"Because he is afraid of being purged by the current queen, he is hiding here and claims that he has no intention of going back."

"Why make things difficult for yourselves? It's just power, which I can give to you, but in return, you must be loyal to me."

These words completely stripped away the winged race's disguise, revealing that most of their compromises after suffering losses were due to their inability to do anything about it.

If they had the ability to avenge the Queen back then, would they have stayed here for hundreds of years?

the answer is negative.

Ronan looked at him quietly, and the winged race felt an immense pressure, so great that it was hard for him to breathe.

He gritted his teeth and stammered:

"My lord...you..."

He wanted to argue that it wasn't fear, but caution, and that he intended to make a comeback.

However, the words stuck in my throat.

He knew this was an emotion called cowardice, and the entire tribe was permeated with this atmosphere.

With a sigh, having no other choice, the Winged Clan had no choice but to take a gamble, since their situation couldn't be worse than it was now.

The clenched teeth gradually loosened, and the sound of compromise followed:

“I understand. I will follow your wishes and inform the clan chief about this matter.”

"Whether I agree or not, I thank you for sparing my life."

"What is your name?"

Chapter 70, Section 71: The Elf Realm

Inside the castle, Leon sat lazily.

Before me stood the Sky Queen Frey, who had come to pay her a visit.

He casually propped his cheek up with one hand, his gaze indifferent as he looked at her, his tone nonchalant:

"Frei, what are you doing here?"

These words conveyed the message, "If you have nothing to do, leave now."

Frey was used to it; he had been like this for two hundred years.

To maintain proper politeness, she smiled gently and said softly:

"Don't be so cold-blooded, Leon. It's normal for us demon lords to visit each other, isn't it?"

However, Leon remained unmoved, his expression still indifferent.

Seeing this, Frey stopped smiling and slowly spoke:

"I did come here today to discuss something with you."

"I heard that you took in a group of homeless winged people two hundred years ago."

"I wonder where they live now?"

When Frey brought up serious matters, Leon finally sat up straight, and the fist that had been casually resting on his cheek was slightly moved away.

He didn't mind the other party's disrespectful act of using spatial magic to enter the Golden Land, since they hadn't actually broken into the castle, and simply said:

"So you came here for them."

"What, after two hundred years, are you, the Sky Queen, going to bring them back to their homeland, or are you going to let them die far from home?"

"Let's skip the pleasantries. We're both demon kings, there's no need for pretense."

"Just tell me straight, what price are you willing to pay?"

Regardless of their past, those winged beings are now part of the Golden Land.

Upon hearing this, Frey's eye twitched slightly.

This guy... is still so direct. If I could beat him...

Well, it's precisely because she's not a match for me that she came to visit.

If you act stealthily and are discovered, you deserve to be beaten to death.

Frey took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down, and said:

"Would gemstones and rare metals work? These are the only two things my Tianyi Kingdom has."

"With your connections, I'm sure you can turn them into gold coins very soon."

Although Leon is a demon king, he has good relations with some countries, otherwise the gold produced here would not be able to be sold.

But while maintaining good relations is important, monetizing those relations is still quite troublesome and will require some of his time.

Thinking of this, Leon said:

"not enough."

Upon hearing this, Frey's eyes twitched even more violently.

He's not so much greedy as to be despicable, but his opportunistic behavior... truly befits a demon king.