Cat Princess and Human Knight

The two cavalry forces clashed, and Duke Snowclaw shouted.

"Iron Oak, you bastard, you really came!"

The Marquis of Iron Oak retorted defiantly.

"Snowclaw, you bastard, you actually dare to show your face!"

The two noblemen looked at each other and laughed heartily, as if all the conflicts that had accumulated before had been put aside at this moment.

In the distance, the horns of the nomadic cats sounded, and the expressions of the two noblemen simultaneously turned solemn.

The scattered clan cats ran backward, and the overseers shouted at the fleeing soldiers in front of the high ground to go around to the left and right. Any fleeing soldiers who dared to charge the main camp were mercilessly shot on the spot.

The true elite of the nomadic cat pack is entering the fray, with clans such as Warsong, Shadowmoon, Blackeye, Bloodhole, Shatterclaw, Raider, and Owl Howl displaying their totem banners.

Chief Blackhand, riding a black lynx, raised his axe high and shouted.

"The fate of our clan rests on this battle; fight to the death!"

"Fight to the death!"

From a bird's-eye view, the clan war cats, united under their clan's totem, formed chaotic yet orderly small formations and entered the battlefield, like fish scales connected to form a large formation.

Duke Snowclaw and Marquis Iron Oak exchanged a glance, then shouted for the knights chasing the enemy cats to return quickly, regroup, and prepare to meet the enemy.

Sofia had been well protected during the previous charge and was unharmed, but before her heart could calm down from the first charge, Luna reminded her.

"Lady! Line up immediately!"

This time, Luna directly shielded Sophia behind her, and the two female cats were firmly protected by a formation of countless cat knights.

At the very front of the cavalry formation, Duke Snowclaw and Marquis Ironoak fought side by side, forming the vanguard of the wedge formation.

Duke Snowclaw raised his spear and shouted.

"The time for revenge has come! For Shattered Hills! Warriors! Charge!"

Seven or eight hundred lynxes ran together, charging towards the slowly approaching formation of the nomadic cat pack, their spears thrust forward, ready to die.

It's like an arrow pointing at fish scales.

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In the mountains not far to the west of the main battlefield, Yi Yin's first reaction to Astraea's murderous words was ecstatic joy.

Holy crap, my affection and heart-fluttering points have finally arrived!

Looking at Astraea's delicate little face, whose beauty was no less than Ilya's, yet different from Ilya's arrogance, she appeared as a gentle and frail older sister next door, and he couldn't help but feel a strong urge to eat her.

But he immediately covered his lecherous face. He couldn't laugh, he absolutely couldn't laugh. No matter how happy he was, he had to be serious!

Yi Yin's mind was filled with wild thoughts, as if two little people were fighting inside him, one righteous and awe-inspiring, the other lewd and greasy.

The righteous-minded little man said, "I can't let Ilya down, I truly love her!"

The sleazy, greasy little man said, "It's not like I provoked them; they just came to me wanting to get their hands on me. No, even if they kill me, there's nothing I can do!"

Yi Yin knew better than anyone that he was least afraid of humans. The harder a human woman hit him, the higher her favorability rating and the more heart-fluttering points she would get.

Most importantly, as long as one's life is not in danger, any harm exceeding one's tolerance will be converted into more affection points.

With this external protection, Astraea told Yi Yin with a serious expression that she wanted to kill him. To Yi Yin, this meant the same thing as wanting to sleep with him.

His eyes unconsciously swept over Astraea, while in Yi Yin's mind, the lewd and greasy little man was already beating the other righteous little man to death.

Ilya, it's not that I want to wrong you, but I have no choice. They've come to kill me, and I can't escape. I can only silently endure it.

Besides, for Sofia's imperial ambitions, even if I'm unwilling, I still have to earn Heart Points, right?

I'm so sorry, Ilya.

As Yi Yin pondered this, he straightened his back, feeling as if he had convinced himself.

In Astraea's eyes, the otherworldly king's gaze was strange, and his expression was dazed.

What a strange guy, is this what men are like?

Yi Yin's relaxation made Astraea very nervous. As a descendant of humans who grew up listening to stories of the Otherworld King beating up the two gods, she knew the Otherworld King's strength and terror far better than Sophia.

Yi Yin, lost in his own fantasies, appeared relaxed, which put immense pressure on Astraea, causing her to subconsciously raise her hand and launch a probing attack.

The thorns around Yi Yin burst forth, countless thorns coiling around his limbs like pythons, viciously twisting his body.

The sharp spikes cut through his skin and pierced his body, causing him intense pain.

"Ahhhhh!"

Yi Yin let out a terrible wail. He wouldn't be killed by the humans, but that didn't mean he wouldn't feel pain.

As Astraea attacked, Yi Yin's heart rate fluctuated wildly like a lottery ticket until the thorns left his body and he collapsed to the ground, only then did his heart rate stabilize.

(The host was attacked by humans, increasing its affection value by 75, currently at 3100.)

Yi-eun gasped in pain, but couldn't help but mentally complain when he saw the number.

How come you only have this many points? You idiot cheater, are you just trying to make it a round number on purpose?

Astraea was a little confused. She looked at the easily defeated Yi Yin lying on the ground in a sorry state, and felt a sense of absurdity that the other party had fallen down before she had even exerted any effort. She couldn't help but ask.

Why didn't you fight back?

Yi-eun weakly retorted.

"Because I can't feel anything! Can you try a little harder? If I can't feel anything at all, what's the point of me fighting back?!"

Astraea should be angry; in all these years, no one has ever dared to speak to her so rudely.

The dark cultist named Dark Claw was nearly killed after Astraea secretly attacked him for saying something unpleasant.

But for some reason, when Yi Yin said those words, Astraea almost laughed, and she found him somewhat more agreeable.

Astraea was unaware that her affection for Yi Yin had increased by 75; she simply felt that he was more pleasing to the eye now.

But this bit of goodwill wasn't enough to make Astraea give up her murderous intent. For the future of humanity, she could be as hard as stone, despite her gentle exterior.

She sighed.

"Is there a problem with the final Mankikorn summoning, or is there some other reason? I can't sense any supernatural power from you."

But none of that matters anymore. Once I kill you, it will all be over.

Yi Yin looked at Astraea with an arrogant gaze and challenged her.

"You can try to see if you can end it."

Astraea smiled and raised her hand again. The thorns around Yi Yin grew even larger, their spikes as thick as steel nails.

"What a stubborn guy."

Yi Yin's lips twitched.

Holy crap, another hole-punching? Doesn't this woman have any other tricks? Even burning off her pubic hair like Illya does is better than getting needled!

Just as Yi Yin lowered his head and gritted his teeth, preparing to endure and gain more points of excitement, he suddenly heard Ilya's scream.

"No!!!! Astraea. Yongge! What are you doing?!"

Astraea and Yi Yin were taken aback. They both looked at Ilya, who had appeared in the air, and a thought flashed through their minds at the same time: she had come at a really bad time.