Stunningly beautiful yet wicked, she begins by conquering eight beast husbands.

Chapter 23: A person with a bitter heart can be filled with just a touch of sweetness.

Chapter 23 A person with a bitter heart can be filled with just a little sweetness.
About two meters to Scarlett's left front, stood another man named Zheko, with a serious face, sharp eyes, and a tightly furrowed brow as he stared at her.

His amber eyes were filled with worry, and he slightly shook his head, signaling her not to come closer.

Scarlett paused for two seconds to calm herself down and withdrew her hand, which had been frozen in mid-air.

But she didn't completely believe what that person said, and calmly opened the light screen to confirm the location of the flash.

They overlapped!
The two flashes overlapped!

It means that one of the people in front of me, Zheko, is real!

Who is it?
Scarlett looked left and right.

Trying to distinguish between true and false.

The two looked so alike, they were practically cut from the same mold, even the curve of their black hair being blown by the wind was identical.

Scarlett couldn't tell.

"Your Highness," Zheko called out to her, bringing his hand closer and speaking urgently, "Get out quickly. This swamp is poisonous. If you stay any longer, your body will be corroded, causing permanent damage."

"Your Highness, no! It's poisoned."

Zheko, standing to her left, warned her in the same urgent tone not to approach.

The person in front of her, Zheko, seemed unaware of the person who had come later. His deep, abyss-like eyes were fixed on Scarlett, like a beast eyeing its prey, filled with fierce greed and possessiveness.

Scarlett felt extremely uncomfortable being stared at.

The latter, Zheko, is much gentler, with eyes like the night wind, warm and soft, making people want to immerse themselves in them.

Scarlett did not succumb.

In such critical moments, she remained calm and clear-headed.

Scarlett recalled Riley's words, her gaze sweeping over the two of them, trying to find a way in.

at last.

She remembered something and reopened her online space.

She had only skimmed through it because of the urgency of the situation, but now she was looking at it again.

really.

A few things are missing.

Scarlett took a deep breath, and her breathing gradually calmed down beneath her frightened expression.

After taking another look at their hair and confirming her thoughts, she decided to put them into practice immediately.

Scarlett turned to look at the gentle Zheko, "Zheko, shouldn't you kill him now and save me?"

An SS-rank orc, in a low-level area, if faced with danger, would first react by repeatedly telling her not to come near?
This is somewhat unreasonable.

If you've already achieved a dimensional reduction attack, shouldn't you just kill the opponent? Why are you being so polite?
Gentle Zheko seemed to realize this as well, his hands hanging by his sides clenched into fists, and with a jerk of his arm, he unleashed an invisible gust of wind.

The punches were fierce and deadly; a single touch could be fatal.

Scarlett didn't even have time to blink before she saw Zheko's face stiffen and his body begin to change. The colors on his body crumbled inch by inch and were peeled away bit by bit, revealing a lifeless gray underneath. When the wind blew, his tall body was scattered like dust, leaving not a trace.

"So powerful." Scarlett exclaimed in astonishment.

At this time.

Gentle-hearted Zheko walked over.

Bend down and extend your hand.

His hands were beautiful and powerful, just like those of the previous Dzeko.

Scarlett slowly raised her hand.

"Your Highness, don't touch it, it's poisonous."

……

……

Zheko landed in a dense forest.

The trees were arranged in a dense ring, a neat ring, and something was obviously wrong.

The dense canopy blocked out the sun, making everything around gloomy and dark, with a cold wind blowing in.

The air was so foul it was suffocating, filled with the acrid stench of rotting flesh.

Without thinking, Dzeko punched the ground.

The muddy, slippery ground, unable to withstand the blow, instantly shattered into pieces, the cracks spreading outwards in a spiderweb pattern.

The once straight and towering trees had all fallen to the ground, crashing into the cracked earth and disappearing from sight. The view suddenly opened up.

Not only that.

As the tree fell.

Three round, full, thumb-sized, dark jade stones floated out and flew to Zheke's front.

Zheko's mind flashed with Scarlett's face, and his expression inexplicably tensed up. He reached out, put away the spirit cypress, and randomly chose a direction to walk in.

Halfway there, he stopped and stood still for a few seconds. His amber pupils suddenly narrowed, and he looked to the right.

Scarlett, dressed in a black combat suit, appeared at the end of the road.

She stood gracefully in the light, her chestnut hair cascading over her shoulders like seaweed, her bright and delicate face bathed in sunlight, her skin so white it seemed almost translucent, and her smile radiant.

Scarlett saw him too, waved to him, and said in a sweet and gentle voice, "Major Zheko."

……

……

Sylvia opened the light screen and saw someone very close to him, less than a hundred meters away. He guessed it was Scarlett and happily ran in that direction.

After running there, he saw Riley.

In the lush, dense forest, the tall and slender Riley was gripping someone's neck, his eyes devoid of their usual gentleness, filled with a bloodthirsty rage.

The person being choked had their back to Sevier, so their face couldn't be seen. All that could be seen was that the person's back was delicate, slender yet not frail, tall and beautiful.

After that……

Long hair, black combat suit, and ankle boots.

In an instant, he thought of Scarlett.

He quickly quickened his pace and ran over.

Upon closer inspection, it was indeed Scarlett!

Riley gripped her slender neck tightly, contorting her features. Her small face turned bright red from lack of oxygen. She grabbed Riley's hands, trying to pry his fingers open to get a chance to breathe.

However, Riley was too strong, and she couldn't budge her at all. She could only struggle in vain, unable to even make a sound.

Sylvia was horrified and, without saying a word, stepped forward and pulled Riley's hand away.

"Riley! Let go! Scarlett will die!"

"Riley, I beg you, let Scarlett go! She's really going to die! You can't kill her, you can't!"

Riley slowly turned his head at Sevier's call, his cold voice like a sharp sword piercing Sevier's heart: "Why can't she die? Isn't this what we're supposed to do?"

Sevilla's heart trembled, speechless at the rhetorical question.

He hadn't forgotten everyone's purpose, and he knew that his current actions made him look like a traitor.

Can……

but……

He didn't want Scarlett to die, not even a little bit.

Sylvia gripped Riley's hand tightly, prying his fingers apart one by one, her lips trembling for a long time before she could utter a complete sentence.

"Riley, I'm begging you, please don't kill Scarlett, don't kill her, I don't want her to die."

"Why don't you want to? Didn't you want to kill her back then?" Riley didn't let go; instead, he tightened his grip even more.

With red eyes, Sylvia channeled her mental energy, attempting to control Riley's hand.

But Riley was too powerful; he couldn't even last a second.

Seeing that Scarlett was having more and more difficulty breathing, the veins on her forehead bulged out.

Sylvia panicked and knelt on the ground with a thud, pleading with all her might: "Riley, I beg you, I beg you. I don't want to kill Scarlett now, not at all. Scarlett has been good to me, she's changed for the better, can we give her a chance? Just once. Or, you can kill me and let Scarlett go."

"Just because she's nice to you now, you've forgotten how badly she treated you before?" Riley asked in a cold voice.

Sevier opened her lips, her throat tightened, and after a long while, she finally found her voice: "Yes."

A person with a bitter heart can be filled with just a little sweetness. (Note 1)

Seville is an example of this.

Note 1: This is not original; it's something Ma Dong said on the talk show "Qipa Shuo".

(End of this chapter)

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