Pioneer Lord: Starting From Daily Intelligence-Chapter 523 - 11: Philis’ Turn of Destiny, Archibald, Your Time to Die!

Su Li pretended to be relaxed and said, "It’s no big deal. Compared to the wounds from fighting the Green Dragon, this is insignificant and not even worth treating."

Aeliria yawned atop the tree canopy, pretended not to hear, turned over, and continued to rest.

With the constant washing of the Wind of Jilun, the Sado corrosion on her body had weakened a lot, and for the first time in a long while, her body felt this relaxed.

Su Li then walked to the bedside and looked at Philis, "Philis, how are you?"

Philis’s complexion was no longer as pale as it was at first; instead, it had a rosy hue, "I’ve already taken the medicine, and the injuries will fully heal soon. Avril also gave me a Star Dew Sweet Orange and an Emerald Green Ears to replenish vitality, purifying the psychological pain and despair, and my condition is very good."

"That’s good," Su Li nodded, saying, "Don’t be stingy with these Extraordinary Fruits. Getting into the best condition is most important. I’ll stay here with you today."

Avril, standing aside, twisted her fingers together nervously for a long time before hesitantly saying, "Young... young master, I have something I don’t know if I should say."

Su Li gently caressed Philis’s cheek, turned to look at Avril, and asked, "What is it? Just say it; is there anything we can’t say between us?"

"Then I’ll just say it," Avril bit her cherry lips and asked, "Is it really okay to let Philis go to the cold and unfamiliar Sulande Province alone? It’s too despairing for her."

Philis immediately gripped Su Li’s hand tightly, shaking her head, "I’m willing to go, my Lord."

Avril looked at Philis, hesitated, and said, "But if there’s only one thread connecting us, it’s like a kite with a broken string that can never return."

Su Li turned to Avril and asked, "A kite with a broken string? What are you trying to say?"

Avril walked to the bed, wrapped her arms around Su Li from behind, hands over his chest, and slowly said, "Young master, I want to go to Sulande Province with Philis, to take care of her, to comfort her. With her, with me, and with your child, the three of us are like a rope, even if the string breaks, we won’t drift with the wind; we will fall from the air and return to your palm."

Su Li’s heart tightened, feeling an ache through his chest. These three people, one was his first woman from this world, who soothed his tension and unease with her body; one was his first child, his own flesh and blood; and one who protected him with her life, was his key support in ascending the throne.

If they all left, he couldn’t bear it any way, and he would definitely fight his way into the Sulande Province to bring them back.

Philis also brightened up. Her relationship with Avril was indeed the closest. Although Avril’s closeness during cultivation always left her a little shy and embarrassed.

But if Avril could really go with her to Sulande Province, she would undoubtedly be her warmest, strongest support in that cold, unfamiliar environment.

So Philis propped herself up, sitting up, and cradled Su Li’s head into her arms, seriously saying, "My Lord, just let Avril and me serve you one last night. After today, the next time we meet might be many years later, and perhaps... there might not be another chance to meet."

Su Li immediately tightened his embrace around her slender waist, "If anyone in Sulande Province dares to harm you, I will make them pay. The slaughter begins with Archibald!"

Philis gently leaned down, softly kissing his cheek, her eyes full of deep affection and determination, "My Lord, I have faith in you. No matter how high the mountains and how far the waters are, no matter how time flows, I will be in Sulande Province, always waiting for you to come!"

Soon, the atmosphere in the room gradually grew warm and fervent. To leave Su Li with a perfect and sweet memory, both Avril and Philis entwined passionately with him, putting all their charm into serving him with their utmost strength.

Within the velvety curtains, the trembling sound of the golden bell constantly echoed. It was Philis’s first time trying the brass bell.

The tinkling was mingled with Avril’s tearful moan, brewing into a dizzying vortex in the incense and Spirit Liquid.

The rustling sound of long skirts and jewelry falling, the splash of wine dripping down the spine, the alternation of breaths and whispers, punctuated the moonlit night with a heat-inducing rhythm.

On the Purple Vine Tree, the tip of Aeliria’s tail was immersed in the pale aqua whirl of the Wind of Jilun, with starlight-like magic particles drilling into the marrow through the gaps of the scales, cleansing the agitation stemming from the Sado corrosion, making her body exceptionally comfortable.

But whenever the tinkling bell sound came from the room, her dorsal fin would burst open reactively, and the freshly repaired tree trunk and vines under her paws would crack into a web pattern once again.

"Damn night wind!" The Green Dragon hid its chin amidst a bunch of purple vine petals, the aquamarine Wind of Jilun flickering on its dragon horns, "Stay for another quarter hour, and I’ll absorb the Wind of Jilun for a quarter hour..." Annoyed, it used its wings to cover its head, but it couldn’t hide the claws curling up suddenly in response to a certain sound—a few crushed Purple Vine twigs still clung to them.

The Wind of Jilun suddenly intensified, causing the jade scales to ripple with waves of emerald light, leading Aeliria to let out a comfortable dragon hum, as the bone at the base of her tail clicked crisply.