The villainous prince who bullied Feng Aotian was actually myself.

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Thinking of this, Annie's face suddenly turned red.

She wanted to say something to Leon, but when she looked up again, she found that in the brief moment her thoughts were wandering, Leon, who had been standing in front of her just half a minute ago, had left without saying goodbye, leaving her alone in the storage room.

When did Your Highness leave?

Anne stood up, somewhat bewildered.

She quickly straightened her disheveled clothes.

At that moment, the sudden sound of footsteps in the corridor made Annie reflexively alert again, but when she saw that the person entering the door was Lucy, her tense nerves instantly relaxed.

"Annie, what's wrong!"

Lucy walked quickly to Anne with a worried expression.

In her eyes, Anne had messy silver hair, her dress and white stockings were torn in several places, and there were red handprints on her fair forearms.

As if she had guessed something, her beautiful pupils narrowed, her red lips pursed, and she clenched her pink fists tightly. Her originally drooping white tail instantly stood upright, and her face seemed to be filled with anger.

"Lucy, I've been violated."

Anne said, feeling wronged.

"Was it that bastard Leon who did it?"

"Lucy asked."

She had every reason to suspect Leon.

Because Anne hadn't returned for so long after collecting the cleaning supplies, she became uneasy and immediately rushed to the basement storage room. However, on her way down the stairs, she bumped into Leon, who was coming up. When she arrived at the storage room and saw her best friend Anne in this state, she thought, "Who else but that beast Leon could do such a thing!"

"Shh, Lucy, you can't talk about Prince Leon like that. If you do it again, I'll get angry with you."

Anne gently touched Lucy's red lips with her index finger and spoke earnestly.

"Huh? Why is that?"

Lucy wondered, "Could it be that Anne was subdued by Leon's imposing presence? It was only the first time, how could Leon be so powerful?!"

That shouldn't be the case. This kind of plot only appears in those vulgar black-and-white little books imported from the City of Dreams. They cost twenty dollars a book and are sold at small bookstores and the Red Theater. There are also colored ones, but they are a little more expensive.

Ahem, this isn't the side of a pretty fairy that people need to know, but that's not the point either. The point is that although Lucy and Annie were secretly looking at the little notebook, Lucy is sure that Annie isn't the kind of woman who can be easily slept with, right?

Lucy's doubts were quickly answered.

"No, it wasn't His Highness Leon, it was Mr. Hebrew. He tried to assault me, but he failed and was stopped by His Highness Leon."

Anne explained quickly.

"Huh? What's going on?"

Lucy's expression was strange; it wasn't so much surprise as it was disbelief and suspicion.

So Anne explained everything to Lucy again, adding her own interpretation.

“Do you know how gentle His Highness Leon was when he told me, ‘Don’t be afraid, just tell me, I won’t listen to her, I’ll listen to you,’ mmm mmm mmm.”

Anne exclaimed excitedly.

"You don't actually think Prince Leon has taken a liking to you, do you?"

Lucy rolled her eyes.

"Ah... I dare not hope for that. I also yearn for love. Which girl doesn't yearn for love? And I'm still so young. But I know that my future probably won't be with Leon, if I have a future at all."

Anne suddenly became sad again.

"Alright, alright, let's take it one step at a time. The country is destroyed and our families are ruined... at least we must live well for our fallen kin."

Lucy comforted her, "Don't be sad anymore, let me hug you."

"Mmm, Lucy smells the best."

The world is never short of beautiful fairies. At this moment, Emo's pretty girls are not only Annie and Lucy, but Helena and her group of pretty girls are also feeling very bad - because they are lost.

The deeper one ventures into the Illo Mountains, the more rugged the terrain becomes, the deeper the snow, and the harsher the weather. There is a relatively flat but narrow trade route connecting Illo City to the Snow Capital; following that route will allow one to traverse the Illo Mountains without fail.

However, in order to make the trade route flat and convenient for transporting large quantities of goods, it has taken many detours. To complete the journey, it would take at least a month or more and require sufficient provisions. Generally, only large-scale caravans would take this route.

Because they left in a hurry, Helena and the others didn't carry many supplies. If they had followed the trade routes, they wouldn't have had enough to sustain them and would have starved to death on the way. So they had no choice but to follow Maisie and take a shortcut.

But a sudden blizzard struck, causing Helena and her companions to lose their way...

P.S.: Let me explain the update time. There is one regular update every day between 11 PM and midnight, and another update is before 11 PM, which is any time after 11:59 PM yesterday.

Chapter 85 Waiting for the Stars

Fortunately, the blizzard didn't last long and soon stopped.

The temperature here had already dropped below zero, just as Ella had said before we even went up the mountain: even a runny nose would freeze into an icicle.

Looking at the snow-covered landscape before her, Ella felt somewhat lost.

She is a fire-attribute sword mage, whose inherent resistance to cold is stronger than that of other non-fire and non-ice attribute professions, not to mention that Ella has a demigod physique.

Hazel is an ice spirit. Although she has never lived on the ice plains since childhood, she has a natural ability to adapt to such an extremely cold environment. Although her body is cold, she does not feel cold at all. On the contrary, she feels that the power within her body is even stronger.

Therefore, the most worrying are Helena, the professional priest, and Maisie, the adventurer. Their professions don't have a significant advantage in this environment, and their cultivation levels are also relatively low.

"Adventurers have comprehensive environmental adaptability. Don't look at me like that, I'm fine."

When Maisie saw that Ella, Hazel, and Helena were all looking at her, she immediately spoke up, somewhat resentfully.

"Macy, your hair is all frozen, don't try to tough it out, put my coat on for me."

Ella quickly took off her fur coat.

"Well... what about you, Ella?"

"I am a demigod, this kind of climate has little effect on me."

Ella smiled and, to prove herself, she took the initiative to hold Maisie's hand. Unlike Maisie's cold hand, Ella's hand was warm and felt especially comfortable.

"Thank you, Ella."

Maisie didn't hesitate, quickly taking Ella's coat and wrapping herself up tightly. She knew, of course, how strong a demigod's physique was. Once you became a demigod, as long as you weren't hurt by other demigods or high-level sealing objects like epic weapons that could obliterate divinity, it would be incredibly difficult to die.

Demigods and gods are the same—if their divinity is immortal, they will not die.

"Helena, aren't you cold?"

Heyr asked with concern.

"It's cold, freezing cold, but overall it's okay, it doesn't bother us."

Helena chuckled, "I am protected by holy light."

At this point, Helena gently extended her slender, fair index finger, and a golden light was shimmering at the tip of her finger. Although the light was not large, Hazel could clearly feel the heat it emitted.

"The holy light you priests cultivate is truly amazing."

Hazel remarked with emotion.

"It's alright, my holy light isn't that strong."

Helena replied.

"Alright, since there aren't any major problems, shouldn't we analyze our next steps?"

Ella steered the conversation back on track.

At this moment, everyone's eyes fell on Maisie.

After all, Maisie was more familiar with the Illusion Mountains than they were, so if a solution was to be found, she was indeed the most suitable person to come up with it.

Maisie did not disappoint. She appeared very calm and began to examine her surroundings with an extremely professional eye.

After everyone waited quietly for a while, Maisie gave her answer, "I can't be sure which way is the right one either."

"..."

The three were speechless.

"But there is still a way."

Maisie gave an awkward laugh and then added, "If there are stars in the sky tonight, then we can use the constellations to determine our direction."

"What if there are no stars?"

"Ella asked."

"Then we'll have to use some other, more complicated methods."

Maisie shrugged helplessly, then said confidently, "Don't worry, this isn't the first time I've encountered this situation. I will definitely lead everyone through the Illusion Mountains."

Uh, this...

Although it seemed unreliable, everyone still trusted Maisie, so they found a relatively flat and open area, set up a camping tent, and then built a campfire next to the tent.

Ella also possesses the skill of controlling fire, but it's different from Leon's. Leon's skill is innate and can be upgraded, while Ella's skill is something she learned later in life.

However, at least they can start fires at will, so even without firewood, a roaring flame can still burn under the boiler, only the fuel is Ella's spirit.

Maisie used storage items to store all the food that could be stored in Ella's Tavern kitchen, so there's no need to panic about the food problem for now.

Soon, a rich aroma of meat wafted from the boiler.

This is white radish and mutton soup. This dish is not uncommon in Yiling City; it's a very common dish, since nomadic peoples have no shortage of beef and mutton.

The soup was made by Hazel, and I must say Hazel's cooking skills are truly amazing.

Helena couldn't do that. The food Helena cooked wasn't exactly terrible, but it was barely edible. To be more specific, even Helena herself wasn't used to it.

There's nothing we can do; it's all because of Anna's gentle nature that she spoils us.

When Helena lived in Ping'an Town, she ate at Anna's house. Later, she lived at school and ate at the school cafeteria.

In other words, Helena rarely cooks for herself.

"Senior Hazel, you were the ideal girl of all the male students in the college of Guberland University back then. I wonder if you have someone you like?"

Helena took a sip of the soup, then suddenly looked at Hazel, who was serving the soup, and teased her.

People are in a good mood when enjoying delicious food. The warm flames and delicious hot soup make people feel cozy. Although they are lost, everyone is in a good mood.

"Miss Hazel is so virtuous, her future husband must be very happy."

Ella smiled.

"Although I didn't get into Guberland University, I've heard quite a few rumors about it. Your Highness Leon, were you a fervent suitor of Miss Hazel back then?"

Girls love gossip, and Maisie quickly joined in.

"It's not that exaggerated. It's all in the past. I graduated two years ago. It's all old news."

Hazel answered slowly and deliberately. She seemed inexplicably unhappy when Leon was mentioned, but she didn't seem to care too much. Her beautiful emerald eyes simply looked at Helena with concern.

Everyone suddenly sensed that something was off.

"Well... I have the lowest level of education here, please forgive me, sisters."

Maisie said awkwardly.

I'm so stupid!

It was quite clear when we got to the tavern!

His Highness Leon and Miss Helena are now a couple.

But with Helena present, he himself was caught up in the past ambiguous relationship between Tihai and Leon, which was...

"Speaking of which, can Leon really withstand the pressure of letting Helena go?"

Ella quickly changed the subject.

"I don't know, but I believe him."

Helena answered, then buried her head in her mutton soup and ate her toast, saying nothing more.

She moved gracefully and made almost no sound during the meal.

Leon, you absolutely cannot get hurt.

Helena silently prayed for Leon in her heart.