Restarting Life After Forcibly Marrying the Demon Queen

342 The Girl in the Fire

Light blue birds ride the wind.

The blue sky seems to be integrated with the blue bird. The body made of magic does not need to flap its wings at all, and the light body can be deftly blown by the wind.

The location at this time is already in the center of the human continent, and it is no longer within the territory of the Kingdom of Elan.

The scenery here is very good, but there is no desire to appreciate it.

Under Luo Ning’s body, every time the white feathered dragon flaps its wings, there will be a gust of wind.

It raised its big head and looked at the bird flying above its head, as if it was lost.

During the long flight, when even the White Feather Dragon felt a little tired, the blue bird in front of it suddenly closed its wings and descended rapidly from a height.

“Ow!”

Bai Yulong let out a cry and hurriedly followed it up.

Passing through the emerald-colored canyon, the blue bird finally landed on a flat slope, then turned into a bubble and disappeared.

The sky was approaching evening, and the sun in the west was burning like a raging fire, dyeing everything in the eye with a fiery red.

Here is a cliff, and the manic wind blows down the jagged rocks to the top of the mountain.

The white feathered dragon’s white wings were blown into chaos, and it struggled to open its delicate eyes.

Luo Ning got down from it, and took off Levatin, which was hidden under the belly of the White Feather Dragon.

In fact, when Levatin didn’t open his eyes, he looked similar to an ordinary black sickle, but he was too noisy when he was on Luoning, and Luoning tied it to Baiyulong.

It was taken down now, and the sleeping Levatin was instantly excited, opened the row of ten red pupils, and kept blinking at Luo Ning.

Those terrifying eyes, Luo Ning, saw the value of the sanctuary go crazy, and hurriedly carried it behind his back, rarely paying attention to this guy.

“Wait for me here.”

Luo Ning patted the white feather dragon on the neck.

“Ow… huh?”

Bai Yulong tilted his head, not understanding why he was left here.

Looking at Luo Ning’s back, Bai Yulong raised his plump claws, trying to keep up.

Luo Ning seemed to have sensed its thoughts and turned back:

“If you don’t want to become a charcoal-grilled little fat dragon, just wait for me here.”

“Ow…”

Bai Yulong couldn’t understand human words, but in the moment just now, it seemed to understand the phrase ‘charcoal-grilled little fat dragon’, so it hurriedly curled its tail and curled down to protect itself.

Below the cliff, there is also a flat land.

Luo Ning just saw the lawn when he was in the air. There was something raised on the lawn that looked like a ‘camp’.

Luo Ning guessed that this should be where the soldiers who went to the Demon Territory with Milia were stationed.

After the royal city of Yilan was occupied by the primordial witch, the imperial army could not use the teleportation of regional magic, and could only transmit it in other city-states closest to the royal city of Yilan, and then transfer to transportation.

Probably after they got here, they were collectively thrown into the Demon Territory by the hero Miria using high-level magic.

This saves a lot of trouble…

But, there is no return.

Luo Ning approached the camp step by step along the spacious grass.

The lion flag of the empire fluttered in the wind, and the empty camp was desolate and silent.

The shallow grass is quite soft, and it feels like a carpet when you step on it. You can even step on water stains when you step on it. It should have just rained here not long ago.

Luo Ning has thought about why Milia didn’t choose to protect those soldiers. If she had an idea, it would not be difficult to take them away from the Demon Race territory. No matter what, it wouldn’t be enough to let the soldiers in the Demon Race territory. overturned.

And the reason why she didn’t take it away was probably because the hero Miria didn’t care about her casualties at all.

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Or maybe, Miria actually hated those Imperial soldiers.

Just like the Miria that Luo Ning knew before, Miria before the awakening memory was Miria who hated her teeth when she saw the Imperial Army.

After all, whether it was Miria before waking up or Miria when she lost her memory, she was the same person.

At least the feelings she showed in front of Luo Ning wouldn’t be fake. So did Lorraine.

That’s why he came here.

Whether it is reconciliation or reconciliation, these things cannot be escaped.

Luo Ning walked forward unhurriedly, he glanced roughly, there was no one in the camp.

So he went on, to the other side of the hill.

At the end is a steep slope down, and the green space on the hillside is full of unknown little white flowers, fluffy, looking like dandelions.

It was facing the setting sun. Although the setting sun was warm on the body, the cold wind blowing up from the hillside quickly dissipated the warmth on the surface of the body.

In the direction of the setting sun, Luo Ning saw a back.

The man was sitting on the rock on the top of the hill, looking at the sky, not knowing what he was thinking.

The curved sword was thrown aside by her, and the long golden staff was also thrown aside.

The staff was clearly a fire element, but it was inlaid with a blue crystal stone with two peculiar red feathers on it.

Not only does it look unique on the outside, that staff is Milia’s second artifact ‘The Scepter of Flame’.

When she got the artifact, Miria lost the first mortal companion she had ever met.

At that time she was not a hero, just a well-known adventurer. That innocent friendship blossomed in blood in the struggle against the enemy, like the angry flames that spewed from the ‘Scepter of Fire’.

Up to now, Luo Ning can’t recall why he wrote stories like this in the first place. He always feels that a perfect story needs the intersection of tragedy and comedy.

But in fact, life on earth is boring and tedious enough, and few people are willing to seek abuse in the world of novels… It’s no wonder that Luo Ning’s book ended up being so miserable.

If possible, he really wanted to tie a few punches to himself who wrote the knife.

Luo Ning stopped. She was already in front of her, almost within reach.

At this time, Luo Ning should feel anxious.

But at this time, Luo Ning felt extremely relaxed.

Perhaps it is a sense of relief when you are about to face the answer?

The wind blowing made his head extremely awake, there was the scent of grass after the rain and the sky, and there was a faint scent of cherry blossoms from the girl’s hair.

At the end of the sky, the fire-like sunset smudged the sky, and also dyed the girl’s pale long hair red.

From Luo Ning’s point of view, he could see the delicate outline of Milia’s face, and seeing the familiar curves, Luo Ning sighed silently.

So, this is definitely a girl who grows in Luo Ning’s aesthetics, but Luo Ning has no extra mood to appreciate it now.

He was sitting on the other corner of the rock, about fifty centimeters away from Milia.

Not too far, just right.

Milia naturally noticed that someone was approaching behind her.

His breath has long been reflected in his mind, but she acquiesced to his arrival.

Maybe Luo Ning’s arrival was completely unexpected to her, Milia had no extra actions, but quietly waited for Luo Ning’s actions.

The fingers that were gently resting on the stone flicked slightly, and the light-white fingertips gradually contracted, pinched in the palm of his hand, and grasped into a fist.

Before waiting for Milia to speak, Luo Ning looked at the sunset over there, and said softly in a gentle and calm tone.

“The sunset is infinitely good, but it’s only near dusk… Do you know what this sentence means in my world?”

Luo Ning had no intention of letting Milia answer, he was more like muttering to himself.

“It means that although the sunset is infinitely beautiful, it is a pity that it is approaching dusk, and the beauty will always pass away.”

Luo Ning didn’t look at the silent girl beside him, fiery red clouds were reflected in his eyes.

As the sun at the end of the west gradually disappeared over the hilltops, the flames that dyed the red clouds began to dim, and darkness swept in, engulfing the entire land.

Night is coming.

“Why do you think people need to be stronger? It’s because they need to be stronger before they want to be stronger.”

“It’s like when people are hungry and want to eat, when they encounter difficulties, they think about making themselves stronger so that they can cross the gap of that difficult situation.”

“Everyone has inertia. To eliminate inertia and create positivity, I need to set up obstacles in front of them.”

“In order to create a perfect protagonist, I need to let her go through a lot…”

“Why, if it was me?”

Miria interrupted Lorning.

Her breathing was not steady, and when she spoke, her breath came and went.

She turned her head to the side, her long cherry-white hair was swayed by blowing, and her light red eyes were filled with too much emotion, and more of it was resentment.

“It can only be you, Milia…” Luo Ning answered her calmly.

“Why? Then when will you let me go? Father Creation?”

Milia’s eyes instantly turned red.

Compared to when she was impulsive before, when she raised her weapon and released her ultimate move, Milia calmed down a lot at this time, and she thought no less than Luo Ning.

It’s just that the arrival of Luo Ning made her calm down thoughts aroused by emotions again.

Miria’s tone became a little excited.

“I hid it all, and I hid it well, why did you still find me? Why did you go through that episode with me… You knew from the beginning that I was your ‘protagonist’… Right, Father Creation ?!”

Facing her excited look and angry eyes, Luo Ning just watched quietly.

He didn’t choose to lie or explain, but nodded gently and slowly.

Milia stood up, picked up the weapon at hand, and could no longer restrain her emotions.

“Originally I thought you were a god who likes to play with people’s fate, but now I know I was wrong.”

“You not only like to play with people’s fate, you also like to play with people’s hearts… It’s too despicable, Father Creation.”

Milia gritted her silver teeth, her eyes were bright as the sun on weekdays and lively, but at this moment there was only anger and hatred.

Like Wendy said, the more Milia hated herself, the more she hated Luo Ning.