Mythical Creatures Strategy Guide

Chapter 88 The Strongest in Modern Times!

Arthur's gaze inadvertently swept over the bulge in the leaf, and his expression froze instantly.

Amber saw it too.

"Well," Chu Sheng began with difficulty, "I can explain."

"W-what are you explaining?!" Arthur's face flushed slightly. She stood up abruptly, her silver boots nearly slipping on the wet mud, but her knightly skills saved her. "It's a physiological reaction, I know, it's normal, perfectly normal, absolutely no explanation needed!"

Chu Sheng pulled his cloak tighter: "Arthur, what you said makes me even more embarrassed."

Arthur was in a state of turmoil. He recalled Amber's invitation when she lifted the leaf, and the only thought in his mind was to escape.

She glanced at Chu Sheng, then at An Bowen, and then looked towards the distant post station.

She quickly donned her armor: "Ella and Silverleaf are still at the post station; we can't rule out a second ambush. I'll go check on their safety first!"

Amber smiled: "Fly slower."

Holy light burst forth from beneath Arthur's feet. Before taking to the air, she glanced at Chu Sheng again, her expression a mixture of shame, anger, worry, and a touch of panic.

"You stay lying down and behave yourself," she said. "I'll let it go today, but if you dare to do anything again, I, I, I'll... you can forget about me helping you with that!"

Chu Sheng was somewhat puzzled: "Which one should I help?"

Before receiving a reply, holy light rose from the ground, and Arthur transformed into a golden streak and flew towards the post station.

The lakeside fell silent again.

Amber watched the light disappear: "She was very worried about you."

She arranged more leaves to form a small windbreak, with the leaves layered together. From the outside, it looked like just a clump of much taller weeds, but inside it was much warmer.

She knelt down beside Chu Sheng and bowed her head to wipe away the water droplets for him.

"Your Majesty, I swam there myself." Chu Sheng could see that she was blaming herself, so he gently took her hand.

"You knew I would stop you." Amber's eyes were moist, but she didn't let them fall; instead, she revealed a hint of the grievances that belong to a young woman.

"I know you're about to give up," Chu Sheng said, looking at her. "I'm not trying to be a hero; I just don't want you to get hurt."

Amber looked at him for a while, then suddenly leaned down and kissed him deeply.

Chu Sheng froze, too afraid to move.

This time, Amber was not as gentle as before; instead, she was quite domineering.

She pried open his teeth without resistance, and then recklessly barged in, their bodies intertwined and entwined.

She used such force that it seemed she was trying to suck Chu Sheng's tongue out, and the loud "tsk tsk" sounds echoed continuously by the tranquil lakeside for a long time.

Finally, with a "pop!" she released her lips, pulling out a strand of silver hair.

Chu Sheng lay on the ground, his eyes vacant, his lips swollen and red like two sausages: "Your Majesty, you were trying to murder your husband! You almost sucked my insides out!"

"You naughty girl," Amber said softly, her face flushed. "It's not over yet."

Chu Sheng knew the storm was coming and closed his eyes resignedly: "Your Majesty..."

"The body needs to confirm that it's alive," Amber said, pressing her finger to his lips as she interrupted, "Sometimes it has to be a clumsy way."

She lowered her eyes: "Just release your life force, don't move, I'll heal you."

The leaf barrier closed tightly again, blocking out the moonlight and the breeze.

Amber Kneeled upright, her tall and voluptuous figure exuding elegance. One hand rested on the back of Chu Sheng's head, while her other slender hand gently touched the vein of the leaf.

Leaf veins need to be lightly hammered and forged before they can be made into a medicinal juice.

Her palms were warm and soft, gently caressing and pressing each pulsating vein, occasionally rubbing the veins in the leaf with her thumb in circles.

She bent down, her breath, rich in the power of the sacred tree, gently caressing the veins of the leaf, causing them to sway slightly.

Without the tools for making medicine, Amberman could only chew the leaf veins until they were soft before consuming them.

The moist, soft substance instantly enveloped the leaf veins, swirling and twisting nimbly around them. Sometimes it would chew on the entire vein, making a gurgling sound; other times it would tilt its head slightly, grinding against the veins.

The healing power of the sacred tree was very strong, and Chu Sheng let out a comfortable groan.

A powerful healing energy surged from Chu Sheng's tailbone to the top of his head. Amber Min cooperated perfectly, gently squeezing the medicinal juice onto the leaf veins with one hand.

The medicine was finally ready, but Amber didn't stop. In order not to waste the precious medicinal materials, she continued to elegantly and gently suck on the leaf vein until the last bit of medicine was squeezed out.

Chu Sheng gripped the wild grass beneath him tightly, his fingers slowly loosening. He let out a long breath; the healing power of the sacred tree was truly effective, and he felt better than ever before.

Amber helped him adjust his cloak: "Are you feeling better?"

After a long pause, Chu Sheng finally said in a muffled voice, "Okay."

An Bowen pulled him closer to her, and Chu Sheng, leaning against her, felt a sense of relief as he heard her slightly rapid heartbeat.

She gently patted Chu Sheng's back, and the reeds outside the screen bowed down one by one, as if they were surrendering to her.

At the same time, someone pushed open the door of the inn's tavern.

Ella sat up after turning over for the third time.

Her tail slapped against the edge of the bed behind her. On another bed in the room, Silver Leaf had pulled the blanket over her head, leaving only a tuft of green hair showing.

"Silver Leaf," Ella whispered, but there was no response from under the covers.

"Silver Leaf!"

There was still no movement, so Ai stretched out her hand and poked the blanket.

A muffled voice came from under the covers: "I'm asleep now. If you respect artists, don't disturb them after they've fallen asleep."

Ella thought about it carefully: "But you're talking."

The blanket was suddenly thrown back, and Yinye sat up, her little face full of resentment: "What exactly do you want?"

Ella touched her stomach, her expression serious. "I'm hungry."

Yinye closed her eyes: "For dinner, you ate three grilled fish, two bowls of mushroom soup, a plate of stewed beans, half a roast chicken, and the bread that Chusheng didn't finish."

"So we only eat late-night snacks." Ella blinked. "That's the main meal."

Yinye fell silent. She rubbed her face and jumped off the bed: "Okay, just eat a little, and come back when you're done! Don't drool over other people's plates."

The night at the post station was not quiet.

This place is close to the imperial main road, frequented by caravans during the day and frequented by travelers at night. The stables had just experienced some trouble, and fearing a disturbance from the customers, the owner simply turned up the tavern's fire even more, and offered an extra half-cup of cheap ale.

When Ella and Silverleaf came downstairs, someone in the tavern was talking about a ghost story by the lake.

A bearded merchant slammed his fist on the table, spitting as he spoke: "I saw it with my own eyes! There was a sudden, bright golden light on the lake, it almost scared my horse to death."

The coachman next to him sneered, "Your horse would pee its pants if it saw a radish."

"Boss, two late-night snacks. One regular, one..."

The boss looked up and saw Ella, immediately understanding: "One serving of dog-human portion?"

Ella wagged her tail: "Dogman quantity."

The owner smiled, turned around and went to the kitchen to call out, "Reheat another batch of beans! Cut six sausages! Bring one loaf of rye bread! And some honey milk for this little customer!"

Yinye initially wanted to protest the term "little guest," but after hearing about the honey milk, she decided to forgive the boss for the time being.

The two sat down in a corner.

Not long after, the door opened.

A night breeze swept in, and the tavern's noise subsided for a moment.

The woman who entered was wearing a dark cloak with tattered edges, and looked travel-worn.

She was very tall, with fiery red hair tied back. She had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, her figure accentuated by leather armor. Her legs were unusually long, but perfectly proportioned to her height.

The most striking thing was the long spear on her back, its shaft jet black and its tip wrapped in cloth. As she entered, the few mercenaries in the tavern who were quite drunk immediately fell silent.

The red-haired woman walked to the bar and pulled her cloak hood back.

The owner's smile remained warm: "What would you like to order, sir?"

"Two ounces of meat, one ounce of wine," she said in a hoarse, magnetic voice. "The wine shouldn't be diluted with water."

The owner patted his chest and declared, "Imperial Inn, we operate with integrity."

The red-haired woman took out two silver coins and placed them on the table. The coins rolled once, and she pressed them down with her fingertips.

Yinye felt the woman looked familiar; she seemed to have seen her somewhere before. So she whispered, "This person looks very strong."

Ella asked curiously, "How strong?"

Yinye finally remembered something, and her eyes widened.

She had indeed seen this woman before, but only in Chu Sheng's book.

To be precise, it's on the cover of that book.

"...The strongest in modern times!"