A subjugated princess will never die a vagabond

"On the upper reaches of the river, just across the river, you come with me."

Cloris braced herself and continued to stagger along the river.

At the dawn of dawn, a person and a bird shuttled through the orange-yellow mist, the thunder from the sky and the world surged, and a cloud of lightning fog the size of a fist flew onto the girl's cloak. Dissipates among the feathers.

Wojti praised: "The feathers of thunder geese, thank you for being able to catch that kind of thing, their feathers are a very good resistance material." She looked at the longbow on the girl's shoulder again, "Speaking of it, You can maintain this level of craftsmanship in such a primitive environment, you are amazing, little Cloris!"

Cloris blushed and said, "These things are actually made by a monkey..."

The crow landed on Cloris' shoulder and tilted its head: "Monkey?"

So Cloris unreservedly told Wojti about her experience of encountering monkeys on a deserted island, and asked, "Is this normal? I mean, monkeys can be so smart..."

"Don't underestimate the wisdom of other species, but the group of monkeys you mentioned has obviously been influenced by human civilization. Just like those monkeys worship you, they have a high probability of worshiping the humans who visited this place as totems, just like In "Apocalypse", ancient humans used ferocious beasts as totems to create spiritual symbols."

"In addition, when I went to the east with Mimi, I encountered a courtyard, which contained smelting workshops, warehouses, simple artworks, and these..." Cloris took out a silver knife from the ring, a short stab Waiting for the item, he asked uncertainly, "I think it might be a relic technology?"

The crow stepped on the back of the knife and looked at it carefully. Her gaze seemed to penetrate the surface of things and gain insight into its essence. It "wowed" in thought, and then pecked at the blade with its beak.

"bass!"

The tip of Wojty's beak bounced back without leaving a mark on the silver knife.

"No, it doesn't look like it comes from the ruins. There is no trace of alchemy or enchantment. It is an 'alloy' that is formed purely by the interlocking of substances. It is light, sharp, and may be able to destroy it, but my aggressiveness is very weak, so there is no way to do it. Experiment..." The crow murmured strangely, she jumped on the silver knife, "It's very hard, and it's no problem to use the back of the knife as a blunt weapon. It either doesn't come from this world, or it belongs to the civilization before the Destruction Period or even before the Destruction Period. The latter is still just a legend of the lost country, without leaving any traces that can be studied, so strange, could it be a toy made by some ancient gods..."

ancient god...

When the word "God" was mentioned, Cloris immediately woke up and asked the crow, "Woyty, do you know of any existence that cannot be mentioned by its real name?"

"Who told you this word?" The crow tilted his head.

"Is this taboo?" Cloris was uneasy.

"It doesn't really count, it mainly depends on the situation..." Woyty thought for a while and explained, "This is a very complicated thing. It is a summary of all the mysterious characteristics under the real name, pointing directly to the essence of the individual... For example, if you now have Touch of the Void and Phantom, then your titles can be 'Tentacle Girl' and 'Projector'..."

"Who would come up with such a stupid name!" Cloris knew that this was just an example, but the lines between the lines were too much.

"But these titles are just a portrayal of your side, and when you use 'Cloris Paleogues' as your real name, it can more intuitively point to everything that exists in you."

"How can I... have a real name?"

Woyty kept a brisk tone and said to Cloris:

"The birth of a real name should come from recognition. After you have enough breadth and thickness in your life, you will understand yourself; otherwise, it will become a prophecy, a pair of shackles, and a curse. When a narrow limit is set and given to someone, or even a certain group of people, people will have no room for improvement.

"Therefore, the danger of a real name depends on the existence behind it. If it is the real name of some little demons in hell, you can use secret techniques to enslave them; if it is a country of caste ruled by the Lord of Order, you may summon a real name However, if there are some high-level beings, even if they are friendly enough, you may suffer bad luck due to inconvenient communication. You see, my language is not well understood by ordinary people... So, little Cloris , which unnamed existence did you meet on this island?"

At this time, the crow's crimson eyes narrowed slightly, and the surrounding environment was as usual, but all the wind, rain, thunder, and clouds seemed to be far away from people and birds, and even the temperature seemed to forget them , so that the girl who was only wearing a vest suddenly felt the coldness of her forearm.

Cloris hesitantly described: "It's a lot of slender parasites, they parasitize into the monkey's brain, and then they can talk..."

"Moon Worm."

"That's right!" Cloris immediately agreed, and then asked nervously, "Can I say that?"

"It told you its real name?"

"I said it, but I didn't hear it, hehe," Cloris smiled sheepishly, "Because you told me that the title involves authority or something, so I said 'Abba' the moment it spoke. passed."

"It didn't directly explore your soul, which means that the avatar on this island is very weak... Interesting, I don't know if it has something to do with the 'human' you mentioned." The crow nodded, feeling like a storm, "But, this It has been hiding under the lunar soil for thousands of years to be purified by the scorching sun, and the sages of deep space have also sealed off its territory in the dreamland, so there is no reason why it can project its incarnation into the human world..."

Judging from Woyty's tone, the so-called "Moon Worm" is probably an existence close to God. Cloris asked anxiously: "How should we get rid of its incarnation?"

"Leave it alone for the time being, it hasn't been able to control this island for so many years, and even needs to use its real name to make you anchor its avatar, which means that avatar is in the middle of the seal. …The parasitic cycle of brain worms is long. Generally speaking, they are very adaptable to the environment. After all, they are creatures in the lunar soil that avoid the scorching sun, so they shouldn’t be so fragile. The ‘fragrant salt fruit’ to guard against them should be improved , is a breed I have never seen before, it is really strange..."

Wojty was "surprised" again, indicating that in her mind, the humans who had visited this place were more unusual than the so-called "moon worms".

"Ah, here we are, right in front."

Cloris pointed to the wooden sign on the other side of the river, and Wojty smiled knowingly when she saw the words "Poor Monkey Correctional Institute" engraved on it from a distance.

"Alista's matter..."

"Everyone has their own choice, doesn't it? At least at the last moment, her eyes told me that she did the right thing and something to be proud of." Cloris interrupted Wojty's emotion, flat Said.

"Woo, woo!" When the monkeys watching Cloris came across the river, they shouted happily to announce the news. One after another put down their work and ran out to welcome the girl, surrounding the girl. dancing.

"You have become their leader, will you add the title of Monkey King to yourself in the future?" Crow joked.

"It's just a bunch of scumbags. You didn't see how those monkeys abandoned me when I was hunted down." Cloris duplicity, no matter what, all the achievements in front of her belong to her own achievements, all relying on the girl's personal Charm and excellent management skills, as for the silent dedication of monkeys like Baa Mi and Ah Fu, sorry, all the credit for the subordinates belongs to the leader.

Suddenly, she heard a discordant voice:

"Hey, is there anyone? Hey! Help me, that damn monkey put me in a cage! Help!!!"

82. Conditions

A woman's cry for help?

Based on the yelling of the air bandits last night, Cloris probably could only be the female prisoner who ran away.

I don't know whether she was lucky or unlucky, but she was able to trek through this tropical wilderness for a whole night safely. Walking along the river is indeed a relatively habitual way of thinking. Unfortunately, the monkeys have already been in the wetlands and wetlands of Poor Monkey Education Mountain. All kinds of traps were prepared in the forest, but if it is really unlucky, the trap that the woman happened to step on was not fatal, but was trapped by the rattan nets of the monkeys.

Surrounded by the monkeys, Cloris followed the shouts and stepped into a pen. This was done by Mami. As far as Cloris knew at the moment, the monkeys did not make such neat plans. The breeding industry has not been developed either. Only young scientists are most likely to do such things, and even young girls do not have this consideration.

A layer of moisture-proof stones was laid in the fence, and hay was placed on the surface of the stones. A woman with a messy description was trapped on a wooden stick with her hands and feet, and she set it up with a wooden fork. People's drama.

From this angle, the line of sight happens to pass through the woods and vaguely see the wetland between the river valleys.

Prisna was like a pig and sheep being carried and sold in the market, her voice was hoarse and weak, if a little monkey hadn't reapplied herbs to stop the bleeding on her legs, she might not even have the strength to speak.

Finally, she saw a figure in a light blue feather cloak approaching.

The woman immediately called for help in a mournful voice: "Help me! I'm not a bad person!"

Seeing the petite cloak, she was indifferent, and her heart skipped a beat: Could it be that the other party is also a monkey?But soon, the figure untied the tightly fastened cloak, revealing a clear and cold face.

Prisna's wide jaw couldn't close, she could only make a vague voice with her throat in a daze: "You..."

Due to their living conditions, the poor in the lower world age faster than ordinary people. Even Prisna, a businessman who has had no worries since childhood, the wind and frost on the flight have added growth rings to her cheeks.

Facing the young and charming face in front of her, Prisna immediately thought that there were only half-elf oirans on Qingliu Street in the city that never sleeps, but those prostitutes were beautiful, but they didn't have the cold and indifferent temperament of girls.

Then she thought of the female priests of the major churches, and those noble ladies who had been immersed in a luxurious life since childhood.

Prisna saw the other party open her mouth lightly, and asked in a perplexed tone with a pleasant voice: "What's going on here?"

"That monkey!..."

Prisna was halfway through speaking, but found that the other party was not looking at her.

Cloris was asking Awang, at this moment, Memi came out holding a metal gun-shaped toy with a weird structure, and waved it: "Baa woo! Baa, baa, woo!"

"What do you mean?" Cloris asked inexplicably.

"I guess she is helping you eliminate the threat," the crow giggled, "You said that these monkeys worship people as totems, but what if there are two people, or more people?"

"Huh?" Cloris immediately understood what Wojty meant, and asked with a smile as she picked up Mimi's ear, "Little thing has learned to play with power at a young age?!"

The girl glanced at the other monkeys, and it was obvious that the brown-haired monkey who was looking left and right remained neutral about Bami's decision, while the golden-red monkey was more hesitant and confused.

Cloris didn't have any strength, so Bami broke free from her, and hit Prisna's forehead with a metal toy, emphasizing her tone: "Woo! Woo!" He took Cloris' palm again, "Baaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

Then I saw the monkeys bowing to Cloris: "Baa!"

If monkeys write history in the future, the opening chapter must be that the great god "baa yi" saves the monkeys from water and fire, and then sends the apostle of the god "baa mi" the holy monkey to instruct forging and farming.

"What a smart little monkey," Wojty praised. "Her spirit veins are complete, and maybe she can really help you integrate a group in the future."

"But I didn't let her do this. This little guy is very cunning, and his loyalty is not guaranteed." Cloris hesitated.

"Her power and status come from you, and she also intends to strengthen this position. With this relationship, no matter how rebellious people are, they will dedicate their loyalty to you." Wojty has far more experience than Cloris, She said, "The spiritual veins of monkeys can be cultivated. I think most monkeys have the conditions to transplant the symbol of spiritual veins. You just need to give this 'baa me' enough education and room for growth, and maybe one day it will bring you Come surprise."

"It's almost scary."

"Little Mimi is less than six years old, and the oldest monkey on your mountain has lived for 37 years, and she still has enough time to exercise your courage in the future." Wojti teased.

"Can you directly judge the age of a creature?"

"The perception of vitality and spiritual matter is only a little more accurate for ordinary life. The more powerful the creature, the greater the error in the calculation result."

"...Six years old?!" Cloris realized later.

"For the monkeys, this should be considered adulthood?" Wojty said ambiguously.

On one side, Prisna twisted her neck with difficulty. Seeing that delicate girl arguing with the monkey first, and then chattering with the crow, she widened her eyes in surprise, and stammered: "You, you mean Terry Is it bilingual?" Then racked his brains to squeeze out a few Teribi syllables, "You, how are you? Thank you! Goodbye!"

"You speak Agnar directly, I can understand you." Cloris frowned. In fact, after having Wojty, information about a female prisoner is dispensable, so she didn't pay much attention to it. woman.

Prisna's face was suddenly dyed red, and her ears were burning hot. She said out of breath, "Are you a druid? Can you let me down first?"

Then, she saw the girl looking sideways at her, tilting her head, those pure and ethereal eyes made Prisna feel ashamed.

With a soft and warm smile, Cloris blows to the softest part of people's hearts like silk in the wind, and her innocence brings Prisna to a paradise isolated from the hustle and bustle.

Such a smile must belong to a very gentle person.

A girl's smile has a pure and seductive charm, which will make some people long to be ravaged and defiled, and make others willing to care for the hard-earned things in this dirty world——

"What are you worth to me to help you?"

"Thank you..." Prisna thanked her, but her expression suddenly froze, because what she heard was not the child's willing consent, but...

These words are obviously out of touch with that pure smile!

Prisna showed a wry smile, yes, is there anyone in this world who doesn't care about profit?

She quickly changed her mind and said: "My merchant ship has been robbed by air robbers, and I will help you deal with them... I'm not kidding, I need to talk to the people behind you, those bastards who rape and plunder will not Spare no one, especially..."

"Especially a girl like me...Voyty," Cloris turned her head to look at the crow, "Why do I feel like this sentence is threatening?"

"Absolutely not! I need your help, and I can help you too. What about your lord, we can cooperate!" Prisna argued eagerly.

"My lord?" Cloris shrugged, "Do I look like a child?"

In all fairness, Prisna's figure in her early 160 centimeters does not seem to be much taller than Cloris, and the girl's precocious figure and temperament make the latter look two or three years older than she actually is.

For the poor in the lower world, it is the age to have children.

"What about you, your companion?"

"Here," Cloris pouted at the crow, then glanced at the monkeys, "here they are."

In an instant, Prisna went from hope to despair.

Two women and a group of monkeys are blessed by the gods if they are not tied up to vent their animal desires. How can they compete with the air bandits?

"Then how did you come here?" Prisna murmured, she already had the answer in her heart.

"Same as you, oh, I mean the vehicle crashed." Cloris paused, and suddenly asked Voyty, "Woyty, is this far from Banquet Island?"

"The Banquet Island is to the west of the world, and this island is to the east of the middle of the world. The horizontal distance between the two is more than two thousand kilometers, and the height difference is more than one hundred kilometers. If I ask the nearest Mason Club member to pick you up, he will need at least two Months of sailing time... and everyone has been very busy recently, there have been some differences within us, and I have to change the layout again."

"How could it be so far away?!"

"This is one of the mysterious characteristics of the mist. Although it is a natural disaster, it maintains the cycle of the world."

"Then what do we do now?"

"There is a tavern in the nearby city that never sleeps. The owner of the tavern has been favored by us. Of course, he doesn't know our background... I want to put you there. Before that, I have to consider the issue of vehicles..."

The crow and Cloris looked at Prisna at the same time, and the girl asked, "Can your crashed ship be repaired?"

"The deck and cabin of the 'Corpse' were blown up, but I heard they said that after the main ship's two engines are repaired, the airship can continue to be used..." Seeing the girl chattering with the crow for a while suddenly looking at herself, Puli Sina said blankly, "There is no way, just the two of us, there is no way to steal the boat..."

Cloris shook her head flatly: "There is no need to steal the ship, as long as they all die here...everything is mine."

With Wojty around, Cloris dared to say such a thing.

The crow's frontal combat ability may be weak, but her concealment, detection and knowledge are enough for Cloris to avoid any unnecessary risks.

So, Prisna saw the girl smiling at herself and said: "I admit that you have some cooperation value, at least I don't know how to pilot an airship. I can let you down, but I have one condition..."

"condition?"

"The condition is that you must obey my instructions unconditionally."

83. Thirst for blood

unconditional obedience to...

Prisna questioned her cognitive ability—that smile was clearly innocent and harmless, but it suddenly gave her a sense of oppression that she would only have when facing the old fox of the chamber of commerce.

"I don't like to coerce others, of course you can refuse," Cloris's last few words were sharply pronounced, she gently narrowed her pair of phoenix eyes, like two crescent moons hanging under her brows, " However, you can also pretend to accept it and regret it later, but we need to be clear about one thing - there is a risk of default, right, Wojty?"