A rare magical miracle in the world-Chapter 572 - 273 Ying Baizhou (Seeking Monthly Votes)_3
Chapter 572: Chapter 273 Ying Baizhou (Seeking Monthly Votes)_3
“I,” Isefia said with a bitter smile, “cannot let you become a despicable person.”
No matter what happens, do not intervene. Bailuo had promised this.
However, now Bailuo had no choice but to break this agreement.
“Whoever wins, I will belong to them.”
“Since when did I become an item,” Bailuo said in a deep voice, “am I a designer bag, cosmetics, or jewelry?”
“Ownership?”
“Wasn’t this matter clear from the very beginning?”
Bailuo indeed hesitated previously, but now, Bailuo could give a very clear answer.
“I am your husband, the King of Yatun!”
Bailuo pointed at Isefia and then aimed the sword in his hand at Ying Mumeng: “As for you, it has nothing to do with you.”
Who are you, why do you want to take me away?
You swung your sword at his senior sister, then you are the enemy, Bailuo’s enemy!
The Empress of the East is very powerful. If a fight breaks out, everyone will die, and Yatun will be destroyed. Bailuo absolutely cannot accept such a price.
“Not accepting does not mean not daring to accept!”
“Feiya!”
Bailuo: “The People of Yatun are not afraid of death!”
If being afraid of death defines the People of Yatun, then what does it mean if they hesitate because of the so-called price?
“I am the Lord of Yatun, and even more so, your king.”
The vast Blood Moon hung in the sky, and the pitch-black day of Calamity Ashes kept shattering, scattering black dust and ashes.
“Hiss~~~”
A rainbow descended, and Sherri transformed into the Eight-legged Divine Steed, arriving by Bailuo’s side.
“Master.”
“I’m a step late, I’ve alarmed you.”
The Lu Wei Family, led by Old Luwei, all arrived. Ghost Princess focused her gaze on the blade in Bailuo’s hand: “How can the Miracle King hold such an inferior weapon.”
Upon saying this, Ghost Princess immediately turned into a Long Tachi, which Bailuo held in his hand.
“Zing~~”
Bailuo rested the Long Tachi on his shoulder and pulled it out from behind: “Be it the Eastern Empire or a past life, what does it have to do with me?”
Friends who come will be warmly entertained by Bailuo.
But if an enemy comes, even if it means death, Bailuo will not step back.
“Since you do not acknowledge me as the Master of Miracles, then I equally do not recognize you as my miracle.”
“!!!”
Ying Mumeng felt an overwhelming surge of emotion at her heart, and she abruptly turned to look at Isefia: “You…”
If it were just Bailuo declaring war, Ying Mumeng would not show the slightest discomposure, as this was a scenario she had long been prepared for; she was ready to even take the role of the villain, to take her brother away to the safest place, and protect him herself.
But things had now changed beyond Ying Mumeng’s expectations.
Isefia!!
This woman, she had schemed against her!
‘Trust me, do not move.’
These were the words previously spoken by Isefia to Bailuo. However, they also held another meaning; that was, to leave the choice entirely in Bailuo’s hands.
‘To kill the miracle, the simplest way is through the Miracle King.’
Dwarf Ancestor: ‘But now the commands cannot be given, so simple decrees are ineffective.’
‘What should we do?’
‘Let His Majesty utterly loathe her from the depths of his heart, to completely give up, without the slightest intention to retain.’
‘This…’
The senior sister hesitated at the time because she knew well the strength of the Empress of the East.
If speaking purely from the perspective of interest, going with the Empress of the East might actually be better than starting from scratch with Bailuo, struggling together to build something.
Moreover, this would mean the senior sister was to whisper into Bailuo’s ear, to scheme against him, right?
‘No!’
The senior sister immediately objected: ‘I can’t do that, I cannot make such a demand of him.’
Such rivalry for affection was not something the senior sister could do.
The Dwarf Ancestor told Isefia that with her power, there was absolutely no possibility of defeating Ying Mumeng head-on, not a single chance.
But, the state of the Empress of the East was not right, she must not be provoked any further!
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What kind of provocation?
‘Miracles should not make choices for their masters,’ Isefia said, ‘what he wants to do should be up to him to decide.’
Bailuo and the senior sister understood each other’s intentions; she severed the connection, and although there was no longer a direct sense, Bailuo, understanding her well enough, guessed the subtext left by Isefia.
‘Whomever you choose, it’s your choice.’
Even if Bailuo truly went with the Empress of the East, Isefia would understand, she wouldn’t blame Bailuo but would blame herself and then work even harder to take Bailuo back by her own hand.
However, she thought too much. Bailuo would not go anywhere.
In the moment when Isefia was about to collapse, Bailuo made his move, decisively and naturally standing by her, by his wife, his family.
This was a plan, but not one that Isefia and Bailuo had conspired together.
If she had told Bailuo directly, setting aside whether such a performance would be effective against Ying Mumeng, just the idea of asking Bailuo to comply and cunningly scheme against Ying Mumeng was not what Isefia wanted to see.
The senior sister did not hope to see Bailuo become so despicable; thus she would play this sickening role herself.
This sin, she could bear it alone.
“You!!!”
“Cough cough cough…”
Ying Mumeng suddenly covered her mouth, her coughs violent. But compared to the physical pain, the agony in her heart surpassed everything else.
Bailuo had chosen Isefia, he chose another woman!
Not just that, but for another woman, he pointed his sword at her, at himself!!!
This was not an act; it was real!
As Bailuo’s miracle, Ying Mumeng felt Bailuo’s will unmistakably; he was repulsed by her, rejecting her.
Ying Mumeng was not complete; she had yet to renew her contract with Bailuo.
Therefore, her current self had a fatal weakness: faith.
