Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

The crackling barrier is a threatening warning to the greedy: You can only choose one.

The meshing gears rolled, the rumbling walls slowly fell down, and above her head, the light mist emitted by the golden gem also slowly fell on Mori Yuesha's head.

In front of him was the worried Nagini, the idle tour guide Mr. Imhotun and his wife Ms. Ansuna, and a half-dead sea urchin...

"Mori Yuesha!" The black cat stepped out of the cheetah's momentum, baring his teeth at the innocent girl: "You ask! You ask me, and then you don't listen to me!"

"Then why are you asking me!"

"And, look at what you picked—"

"Oh…"

Quiet.

Nagini looked at the cat at her feet with a half-smile.

Although she didn't know what "oh" meant, it was obvious that her master had made the right choice. There was no way a little snake full of venom would miss such an interesting opportunity.

"Lord Bast, you looked very angry just now..." Nagini bent down slightly and looked at the black cat staring at the dragon eggs: "Where is the squirrel we just saw?"

"I'm not a stinky squirrel." The black cat turned his head away reluctantly. Thinking of the dead squirrel that almost blew his head, Bastet stiffened for a while: "Okay, I recognize your master..."

"Really? Then how did you hide the nuts?" Thinking of the black cat's appearance just now, Nagini felt that it looked more and more like a little squirrel with its mouth full of nuts - or a cat with its mouth stung by a bee.

"I said, I thought—"

"Yeah, I see." Nagini interrupted: "So you are worried about..."

"Yes, I am worried..."

"Nowhere to hide the nuts?"

"Nagini! Okay, I know you're angry, I'm just worried—"

"I understand that you are worried about the Master, Master Bastet."

"It's good that you understand. Actually, your master——"

"Hidden the nuts for you?"

"I don't want to talk to you masters and servants anymore. Goodbye!"

Smiling, Mori Yuesha came over and handed the dragon egg to Nagini. It was much more suitable for the girl to hold it. Mori Yuesha's body was not suitable for holding large things, and she didn't have much space.

After handing over the dragon egg, the girl finally had time to coax the sulky black cat.

"Haha! What's wrong? Are you really angry?" Mori Yuesha squatted behind the black cat's buttocks and reached out to touch its tail: "I know you are worried about me..."

"I'm glad you know." The black cat was obviously still angry. After a brief reply, he turned his butt towards her again.

"Don't worry, don't worry!" Mori Yuesa picked up the black cat, squeezed the cat's face into a ball, and happily added fuel to the fire.

"I won't lose your little nut."

puff.

This time even Baru and Imhotep couldn't help it.

…………

Bastet decided not to talk to Mori Yuesa and her servants who were particularly badass for the time being.

The black cat led the way angrily, its tail lifted, saving Imhotep from having to raise a branch in embarrassment. The man held Ansuna's hand and admired the beauty and nature of the city as if they were taking a walk.

Nagini held the dragon egg and followed Mori Yuesha closely.

Baru looked around anxiously - maybe Laputa had the ability to make his imagination come true? Soon after, when they were halfway there, they saw a strange girl running towards them.

Above her head was Arrietty, who was holding a lock of the girl's hair, as if steering the ship.

The boatman steered the girl over, with a number of little goblins hanging on her shoulders.

“Sheeta!!”

"Baru!"

Chapter 79 Queen Roshida

Hida did not suffer much.

Perhaps because the girl posed no threat, even the soldiers guarding her were too lazy to follow her closely. The girl in the navy blue dress was allowed to walk around in the Goliath, a huge monster-class airship. Except for the power area at the bottom, the soldiers in other places did not even give her a glance.

Muska waved his hand and asked the servant to bring two cups of hot drinks. He smelled them and then replaced the cup of black tea for Hilda.

"Coffee is not suitable for children." The man pushed up his brown sunglasses. In front of him, the stone that he had snatched from the girl's neck was still shining forward.

The legendary land they were about to arrive at.

"I can give you the stone, why don't you let me go." The girl's index finger circled the steaming teacup, the white porcelain and milk-like fingers blended into one: "Why do you want to hurt Baru?"

The man looked at me with a strange look in his eyes. "You look a lot like a queen in history... Sheeta."

"Weak, innocent, and kind." Muska pinched his joints and pushed away the cedar box in his right hand. "You are not fit to be a queen. Or... you are destined to be the one to be plundered, my people."

"Queen? Tribe members?"

The girl was puzzled.

Muska put his face against the box and took a deep breath. After choosing for a long time, he finally took out a short and thick cigar. The wrapper was dark in color and looked strong enough.

"Your name is not Sheeta, but Roshida Doyel Ulu Laputa." Muska put the cigar under his nose and took a deep sniff: "Ah... wonderful aroma."

"Is that right? Queen Roshida, descendant of the Son of Wind, the only true king?"

bang.

The girl stood up in surprise, and the tea splashed on the table.

"How...how do you know my name?"

"Because you and I have the same secret, Roshida." Muska held the cigar indifferently, and lit the flame with his other hand and slowly roasted it: "My real name is Ska Paul Ulu Laputa. Didn't your family tell you about the history of the past?"

Shida shook her head in confusion.

"It seems...you all have forgotten."

Snapped.

The flame went out, and the man shook the cigar gently. A light gray mist emerged from the head of the cigar, swirling into circles of mellow smoke that spread outward.

"We are our people, Xida. Me, you, and our ancestors." The man took a puff of his cigar and closed his eyes. After a few seconds, smoke came out of his mouth and nostrils. He smacked his lips and licked them. "We were once the masters of this world."

"No..." Hida still shook her head.

"No...you're not right!"

The girl clenched her fists and stared at the man enjoying his cigar with her round eyes: "No! Grandma said that we are not the masters of this world! That is a manifestation of arrogance! We should be on the earth, growing together with trees, flowers, and animals. 'It is really stupid to put yourself above all things.' Mr. Paul, you are wrong!"

Muska originally listened to it as a joke, just like teasing a child, but when Hida said "Paul", the man became very nervous and angry!

"Don't call me Paul!!"

He slammed the table, and the shadow behind his sunglasses flashed away. Then, a group of soldiers who heard the noise rushed in with guns raised, pointing at the girl who was standing there.

"Don't... don't call me Paul. That's all I ask." Slumped in the soft chair, the man waved away the soldiers, took another deep puff of his cigar as his chest rose and fell, and exhaled the gray smoke into the air.

Sheeta didn't know why Muska was angry, but she didn't want to, and couldn't, watch things go on like this: "What exactly do you want to do? Do you want the gold and silver treasures? Or the flying stone?"

"Treasure?" The man held his face with a cigar in his mouth, looking at the clouds outside the window nonchalantly: "Ah... If this world is a huge diamond."

"I really do want it."

"What... do you mean?" Sheeta blinked.

"You really look like the queen in history." Muska sneered, sniffing with his nose.

Hilda also smelled it. The air was filled with the sweet scent of nuts and fresh milk.

"Weak and ignorant of worldly affairs. How do you think the Son of Wind became the overlord under the sky? By preaching?"

Xida pursed her lips and suddenly asked: "You said I am... Queen Luo Xida? Am I the queen?"

"Of course, your last name. Your last name contains 'True' and 'King', which is a symbol of pure blood. Otherwise, why are you the only one who can activate the flying stone?"

Muska, who is also a descendant of the Son of Wind, has no resentment about not being able to activate the Flying Stone. He just laughs at the way history always repeats itself - it was like this in the past, and it is like this now.

The True King's clan was naive and weak, relying on so-called kindness and benevolence to rule. Later, they were overthrown by the Vice King.

"You have to understand the rules of how this world works, understand the great art of the rulers, and also see the lowliness and meanness of the ruled." Muska held a cigar and waved his arms in his seat. His slowly swaying arms left streaks of lead-gray smoke - if a slower jazz piece was played at this time, with a little afternoon sunshine and a servant in a maid outfit, this picture would not be so uncomfortable for Sheeta.

"Rulers are kind at first, but then... they become cruel," he said. "What about the ruled?"

"First I felt grateful, then... numb."

"You are always kind to the end, and what is the result?"

The man seemed not to be talking to Xida, but to the air, to the window, to the blue sky and white clouds. He muttered to himself, repeating words that seemed to be instilled in him by someone, and then understood and interpreted by the man himself.

Xida didn't understand.

But she knew that this man's goal was not the treasure or the flying stone - his ambition was even more terrifying. Even though he had a powerful army that was enough to destroy many places, weapons with terrible lethality, and airships that could take off, these could not stop his pursuit.

What is it about Laputa that makes him yearn for it?

The girl didn't know who Muska was referring to when he said 'You really look like that queen', but she was sure that she was not the type to just sit there and wait for death!

Don't underestimate people!

"Mr. Muska." Hida lowered her head in a weak manner, entangled her hands together, and pretended to be weak: "Can you tell me about our past history?"

"My ancestors turned their backs on their race and forgot it, but you apparently still remember..."

“I want to know about our past glory.”

"May I?"

Muska was very satisfied with the extremely humble attitude.

He pinched the cigar from the corner of his mouth and pointed to the seat at his table.

"Come sit here, Queen Roshida. We still have plenty of time."

Chapter 80 Nail Arrietty

Goliath had a much easier time crossing the Dragon's Lair than Mori Yuesha and her group.

The monster-class airship could not be destroyed by hurricanes and lightning, and Muska, who was familiar with the place, had obviously made a lot of preparations. As if returning to his own home, the soldiers maneuvered the airship across the lightning barrier without any danger and landed in the middle of Laputa.

"This is our history, Queen Roshida." Muska smiled, opened the glass cover on the table, and looked at the flying stone.

"Please watch carefully. I will restore our country and restore the glory of the Son of Wind."

"You just want to satisfy your insatiable greed, you want to rule the world. Don't say those high-sounding words." At this moment, Sheeta had a different momentum than before. In the narration of history, in Muska's triumphant tone, the girl's hand had unconsciously approached the glass cover.

Just as the glass was pushed open, Xida raised his eyebrows and gritted his teeth, stretched out his hand very quickly, and grabbed the glowing stone in his palm!

"You can never get it!" The girl stood up suddenly and ran out of the airship while holding the flying stone tightly.

"Asshole! Catch her! Catch her for me!!"

The soldiers chased after them madly with guns raised!

Sheeta wanted to run to the end of the airship deck and throw the flying stone far away - just as she touched the cold iron rod, she saw a flaming hair in her sight, attracting the girl's attention.

The little person was very cute. She put a finger on her lips and said 'hush': 'Hey, don't commit suicide. I'll come find you later.'

In this pause, Hida was caught by the soldiers and fell to the ground with a thud.

Her braids were pulled up high, pulling at her scalp. A pair of leather shoes stepped on the girl's face and kicked her in the stomach. Then, countless hands held her down roughly, and her five fingers were almost broken.

Hida covered her wrist and coughed continuously, struggling on the floor like a fish out of water.

The sound of footsteps separated the soldiers, and the team leader wiped the flying stone on his military uniform and handed it respectfully to his boss.

Muska took the stone and looked at the girl struggling on the ground.