His Royal Highness System

Chapter 624

It was still silent, and Feng Zang also knew that the only way he could get out of here was to let Ymir get him out.

"Ymir, although you used to be a slave, that dynasty has also been destroyed, and you are no longer a slave..."

Feng Zang could only try to soften his tone as much as possible. Although his voice was still cold, this tone was the most acceptable tone for Ymir.

Her heart is full of inferiority complex, and the word "slave" cannot be erased no matter what, so it is useless for you to be gentle with her, it will cause Ymir's discomfort instead.

But Ymir curled up in Feng Zang's arms like a wounded little beast, still silent and did not speak, but Feng Zan could feel the girl in his arms trembling constantly.

"Ymir, be serious, let me go, talk!"

Feng Zan hugged the girl in his arms tightly, his lips pressed against the girl's ear, and his tone was flat with a hint of command.

He knows the girl Ymir very well. She is cowardly, but not timid. She is kind and pure in heart, yearning for love.

That night, it was Ymir who lost his mind looking at a pair of slaves in love, and a gap was broken in the fence behind, allowing the pig to escape.

The leader asked the "thief" to stand up by himself, or he would goug out one eye of all the slaves present. Thirteen slaves stretched out their hands and pointed at Ymir.

She longed for a love, so no one ordered her, and she took the initiative to block the attack of Marley's assassin, but all she got was the king's insult.

Ymir locked his consciousness in this world, and Feng Zang didn't know why, and was also sent to this world inexplicably.

"Ymir, I like you..."

Feng Zang turned the girl to face him, staring at Ymir with cold eyes.

At this time, Feng Zang is really selfish, even if he wants to deceive a little girl, but he has to get out of here, because this task is very difficult.

He can't die here, he still has too many fetters.

Hearing Feng Zan's voice, Ymir looked into Feng Zan's eyes, not the eyes of the pair of slaves he saw that night.

Is it love?
Ymir should understand that the man in front of him didn't love him at all, and he didn't get the love he wanted.

But she lied to herself, even if it was self-deception, she still had to believe Feng Zang's words, or could it be said that this was a kind of self-protection?
"I...I...also...like...you..."

Ymir's eyes were full of another color, and at the same time, there was a strange feeling in his heart.

Do you think Ymir is stupid?
No, she just thought differently. In the tribal era thousands of years ago, the status of slaves was no different from domestic animals, and even lower than domestic animals.

At least the livestock can still be eaten. Your slaves have no labor force and their status is lower than that of livestock.

Especially in the tribal era back then, when women were chosen as tools for reproduction, it was also necessary to choose those strong and fat women. No one would want a petite woman like Ymir.

Her status, probably, oh no.

It must be lower than domestic animals.

In this way, how could she choose not to believe Feng Zang's lies, even if she deceived herself again, she would still be willing to have a love for a short time.

This is the tragedy of Ymir...

Hearing that Ymir finally spoke, Feng Zang also felt his hope of going out, and pressed his hands on Ymir's shoulders:
"Let me go, get out of here!"

But Ymir just lowered his head, and the sides of his cheeks were slightly red.

'Still acting like a baby? '

Seeing Ymir's expression, Feng Zan was slightly stunned, a little surprised that his brain was running at the speed of light, how could he make a little girl happy and give him a gift?
No, a thousand-year-old little girl would like to give gifts?
But Feng Zan really can't waste any time here, he has to leave here to see where the plot is going and take corresponding measures.

Finally, under the effect of "Dead Soul", Feng Zan thought of the couple that Ymir saw that night.

Feng Zan resolutely touched Ymir's cheek with both hands, then moved close to him, and kissed him brutally.

Ymir was a little flustered and didn't know how to respond, so he could only let Feng Zun move, and his two little hands also imitated the female slave that night, slowly wrapping around Feng Zun's arm.

A few minutes later, Feng Zan let go of Ymir, looked at the girl in front of him who finally got a little "angry", and ordered again:

"I'll say it one last time, let me get out of here, or I..."

Before Feng Zan finished speaking, Ymir quickly knelt on the ground, kowtowing desperately to beg Feng Zan's forgiveness.

"sorry Sorry…………"

At this moment, the wind burial order was really useful to Ymir.

As soon as the screen turned, Feng Zang disappeared here, and when Feng Zan realized it, he had already come to a street.

It can't be said that there is a lot of traffic, but it is still a bit lively. Many pedestrians around are wearing black or gray suits and carrying briefcases.

The vehicles passing by are all very outdated classic cars of the 18th century, and there are even many people who still use horse-drawn carriages as a means of transportation.

Feng Zan looked at his clothes, the original clothes had changed into ordinary dark green military uniforms, the eyes of passers-by around seeing him were mixed with fear and envy.

〖Current location of the hunter: Marais〗

〖Identity: Leader of the Malay State Special Operations Team〗

〖Race: Marais (Chinese)〗

This is intriguing, Feng Zang looked at himself in the mirror and found that his appearance has changed, but this change is only seen by outsiders, Feng Zan has not changed.

'It should be the influence of the nameless paradise. '

Feng Zan quickly thought of the reason, looked around, and soon his face became a little ugly.

Because there was a transparent figure beside him, yes, it was Ymir.

"Why did you come out!"

Feng Zan stopped his voice for a while, and yelled out, attracting the attention of the surrounding pedestrians.

"What are you looking at, get out!"

Feng Zang cursed angrily at the passers-by who stopped to watch the excitement.

Sure enough, when they saw that Feng Zhan was angry, they left immediately, running as far as they could, for fear that Feng Zan's anger would implicate them.

In Marais, the soldiers are the most difficult to mess with, and even the words of the officials are not as useful as the words of the soldiers. If you are charged with "fornication with the Aldians and conspiracy", it will be easy to kill you.

Feng Zan quickened his pace, and soon came to another street, and finally saw Ymir's consciousness following him.

"Okay, follow if you want."

Anyway, others can't see Ymir's consciousness, and following Feng Zang's side can't interfere with his mission.

(End of this chapter)