Text Game: It All Began when a Cat-eared Girl Took Me In-Chapter 605 - 333: It’s Not Feasible to Kidnap Elf Lolita, The Epic Equipment Bow of Nature, Someone Comes Bathed in Light (9k)_5
Nanali just stared at her, the maid outfit she wore rustling without a breeze, and a pale green Yuan Su barrier appeared around both of them.
"It seems that you are determined to resist to the end," he said.
Dar put his top hat back on his head, revealing a cruel smile, and said, "Then, feel fully the reason behind my title—the magician of Eternal Fire. Magic Domain, Eternal Fire."
The bright, dazzling daylight turned into a pale green world, and countless deep green flames suddenly appeared around Nanali.
A cluster of flame quietly ignited the hem of her maid outfit.
Nanali’s quick reflexes immediately cut away the burning part of her dress, which turned to ash the moment it hit the ground.
"Do you see? In my domain, I can manipulate these flames at will. If you resist, you will be burned to ashes," he boasted confidently.
Dar took a step forward, smiling, "I don’t want to harm that girl. She was specifically requested by Duke Huoman. I hope you don’t make this difficult for me."
"Miss Nanali, put me down."
Feya struggled to jump down from the maid’s arms, her pale little face looking up at the man with a look of desperation.
[Have you realized it? The Dao of Love is always open to you, poor little fox. This world does not deserve the way you treat it. However, I can transform it into the world you desire.]
"No," she refused softly.
The fox-eared girl whispered, "I’d rather die than submit to him, and I won’t submit to you either."
Before Nanali or Dar could react, Feya swiftly produced a sharp blade and stabbed at her own throat.
If the end result was to be taken away by others, and her own fortune led to more misfortune for the people who saved her, she didn’t want to experience that again.
Dar’s expression drastically changed.
Duke Huoman had ordered her captured alive.
If she died, he would be done for.
Dar rushed toward Feya.
"Miss Feya!"
Nanali also instinctively tried to stop Feya’s actions.
She hadn’t expected the girl to take such drastic measures as soon as she arrived.
"Nanali!"
Feya shouted forcefully.
The maid saw the determination in Feya’s eyes.
And the reluctance.
The girl had no intention of giving up on herself.
Realizing what was happening, Nanali opened her own domain as Dar passed through the flames, racing toward Feya.
Magic Domain—Nature’s Chorus!
Dense, emerald vines grew from the ground, pushing into nearby buildings, intertwining with Dar’s domain of Eternal Fire. Although quickly ignited by the flames, Dar’s domain showed cracks.
Dar, thus, entered the range of Nanali’s newly opened domain.
Under normal circumstances, in a confrontation between Tier Four Transcendents, the stronger domain would dominate the weaker, both in scope and power. However, the weaker was not without opportunity.
That was if the opponent willingly entered their domain as it was being activated.
That was the moment before the domains had fully established a relationship of suppression, and Nanali’s only chance!
The suppressing power of Nanali’s domain, in that instant, took effect on Dar, a multitude of vines ensnaring him.
But there were only three seconds.
After that, once he realized what was happening, Nanali would be the one suppressed.
But it was enough.
Nanali scooped up Feya and ran towards the back. The green flames were repelled by her, and she spread her semi-transparent wings, preparing to take flight.
Since they had been discovered,
there was no need for subtlety any longer.
"Don’t even think of escaping!"
Dar roared, igniting the flames on his body and continuing the pursuit.
Nanali abruptly stopped.
She pushed the fox-eared girl from her arms, but she remained still.
Feya rolled several times on the ground and, covered in dust, turned to Nanali, "Nanali, what are you doing!"
The maid folded her slender hands in front of the not fully intact part of her maid outfit, nodding slightly to Feya with a smile, "We are all creatures walking this world, and there has never been any genuine disparity of rank or dignity. Miss Feya, it was you and Mr. Luo Xi who taught me that, even as a Variant, there is no fundamental difference from ordinary people."
"Miss Feya, you must still have regrets and many things you want to do. You shouldn’t stop here. If you get the chance, please apologize to Her Majesty on my behalf; Nanali can no longer serve her."
Against the backdrop of deep green fire, the maid turned to face the oncoming Dar, putting all of her strength into a warm chant, resolutely stepping forward to block him.
Both being Tier Four Sublimated Venerators, even if their specific tiers and career paths differed, an instant kill situation was unlikely.
Feya stood up, supporting herself with her right hand on the ground.
Two lines of tears streamed down the girl’s lovely face.
Why is it like this again?
Why...
Feya stumbled into a nearby alleyway.
The burden she carried grew heavier with another person.
The girl’s heart was filled with sadness, and tears streamed down her face unceasingly.
Then, Feya stepped on a bottle and fell to the ground.
Bang!
The sound of a heavy object hitting the ground echoed.
Ahead, a flowerpot had fallen to the ground, smashing on the cobblestone-paved alleyway, with shards of porcelain flying past Feya’s face, slicing through a few strands of her hair.
"Tsk, didn’t hit her?"
Above, a boy’s voice was heard.
It was a voice filled with mockery and laughter.
"You little brat, what are you doing?"
"Mom, is that a Variant down there?"
"Ah? Let me see—oh, it seems like it is. Close the window quickly; we shouldn’t go outside for the next few days. The Origin Disaster is still out there. If something happened to you, how could I go on living?"
"Mom, you worry too much."
Squeak—
The window above was forcefully closed.
Feya stood up, continuing to walk forward in a daze.
She couldn’t, couldn’t waste Nanali’s efforts.
[You, seeing how hard you’re struggling now, why not leave it to me?]
Shut up.
"Haha, everyone, look! There’s a person with a tail down there!"
"Hey, she has pointy ears, is she an elf too?"
"A Variant elf? Isn’t that an omen of revolt against the Mother Tree?"
"A Variant monster with a tail and animal ears!"
As the girl continued down the road, more and more passersby saw her, and some daring children even threw things at her directly.
Being hit by rocks and pieces of wood, Feya didn’t utter a sound.
She was already accustomed to these jeers.
"I heard that if you catch a Variant and hand them over to the Heresy Judicature, there will be a huge reward?"
"Really?"
"Don’t know, should we try it? Otherwise, if she keeps walking on our street, what if she brings misfortune?"
"I’ll do it! I’ll do it!"
Somebody picked up a stick and swung it hard at Feya’s head.
Under the guidance of an unknown force, the stick snapped before it could hit, and the broken part plunged directly into the attacker’s eye socket.
"Aaargh!"
As the man screamed in agony, some of the gawking elves no longer dared to stay, retreating back to their houses.
However, there were still those who continued to try.
"Do you... truly hate people like us that much?"
Feya stopped moving and stared blankly at these ’fellow beings.’
A stick finally hit her foot, eliciting a muffled grunt from her as she half-knelt on the ground.
"Hey, what’s wrong? Not using that ability of yours now? So this is what Variants are really like," someone sneered.
"Quick, bring the rope!"
"We should knock her out first, this Variant is very strange."
Feya lifted her eyes, looking toward the deeper part of the alley.
The narrow alleyway seemed like a monster that swallowed people’s hearts.
The jeers and malicious voices were particularly piercing.
Perhaps, should she just let it be?
It seemed like stopping here might also be a good choice.
Tap-tap-tap-tap—
Suddenly, footsteps could be heard approaching from behind.
An elf boy with a somewhat childish face stood to one side, wearing a malicious expression, ready to throw a stone at her.
Whoosh!—
An arrow pierced the boy’s shoulder, nailing him to the wall alongside his entire body.
The silhouette who emerged from the light, squatted down beside her, revealing a warm and reassuring smile.
"Sorry, I’m late. Where’s the maid, miss?"
"What have you done?!"
"How dare you attack my child—"
"Silence."
In the youth’s hand, a silver longsword burst forth with countless blades of sword energy, instantly severing an arm from each elf that dared to approach.
Blood splattered everywhere, and the alley was filled with the rise and fall of agonized screams!
