Let Me Explain, Fairy
Chapter 773 - 486: The Cicada Sheds its Shell

Chapter 773: Chapter 486: The Cicada Sheds its Shell

Half a month later.

The moon shone brightly and stars were sparse; even at night, the towering entrance to Di’an City brimmed with bustling traffic. Merchants and travelers in an endless stream came and went along the spacious imperial roads.

In this night of prosperity, a luxurious carriage, with the insignia of the Honglu Temple engraved on its body, rolled out of the city gates amid the bustle. It caught the attention of the passing merchants, and amidst their discussions, continued along the imperial road at a steady pace.

As the sole political center of the Dayan Empire, the fields and mountains surrounding Di’an City were dotted with luxurious estates built by high-ranking officials and wealthy merchants.

Some estates were perched atop high mountains while others were hidden in the recesses of valleys.

Through the carriage’s window grilles, a dazzling blonde beauty in sumptuous attire glanced at the Dragon Mountain Range under Di’an City’s radiant lights. Her sapphire blue eyes held an unfathomable expression.

After staring intently for a while, O’Reilly silently withdrew her gaze and slowly closed her eyes, her beautiful golden lashes trembling gently.

The carriage left Di’an City, traversing the most bustling roads in the suburbs and then quietly turning onto a shady path by the roadside.

The moonlight filtered through the dense foliage and fell on O’Reilly’s flawless face as she sat with eyes closed. She looked like a Saintess bathed in moonlight.

After an indeterminable silence, O’Reilly slowly opened her eyes, her gaze meeting Xiulun’s across from her.

As a carriage provided for diplomatic envoys, its interiors, a representation of imperial grandeur, were lavishly decorated by the Honglu Temple.

The space inside was ample. Even with Xiulun sitting opposite her like a canned iron mountain, the carriage still felt spacious.

"Your Highness, are you alright?"

Xiulun’s voice was somewhat muffled and awkward as it came through his helmet, clearly not in the tongue of Dayan.

O’Reilly did not respond to the question. With a slight motion of her hand, a vial containing a pale blue liquid appeared between her delicate fingers.

She uncorked the bottle effortlessly, tilted her neck like a swan, and emptied it in one fluid motion.

Her initially pale complexion slightly warmed as O’Reilly’s indifferent eyes looked through the window grille at the moonlit path in the forest, speaking softly,

"Xides, do you think that Third Prince of the Dayan Empire truly wishes to cooperate with us?"

"I am merely your Knight and not versed in politics, Your Highness." Xiulun lowered his head.

"...."

An instant of silence followed. O’Reilly’s lips curled slightly, and she leisurely parted the slit of her dress to cross her long, fair legs comfortably. Resting her chin on her hands, she gazed with interest at the ironclad figure opposite her,

"As expected, just a warrior who knows only battle, how dull.

"Let’s change the question then. If I said that we are in danger right now, would you, my Knight, be able to take me back to safety?"

"..."

After a quiet moment, Xiulun replied earnestly through his helmet, "I would give my life to do so."

"Sigh...."

Hearing this response, O’Reilly’s dismissive demeanor briefly flashed with resignation as she looked towards where Di’an City had vanished from view, and murmured,

"Perhaps, I should never have left the royal academy, nor should I have agreed to the second Crown Prince’s request to come to this unfamiliar Empire."

"You...believe we are in danger?" Xiulun let out a dulled response like a muffled gourd.

"Heh."

With a light, crisp laugh, O’Reilly leaned forward, crossing her legs and supporting her cheek with her hand. She asked softly,

"You’ve seen everything we’ve encountered since we set foot on this foreign land. I’d like to hear your evaluation of this Empire."

After a brief silence, Xiulun replied seriously,

"It is a vast, bloated, corrupt, but powerful Empire."

Upon hearing this assessment, O’Reilly’s lips unconsciously twitched and her slender index finger tapped lightly on her cheek,

"Your evaluation is fair, yet you’ve left out the most important part,

"Arrogance."

With her elegantly crossed leg lightly swinging her amethyst high heels, O’Reilly’s voice held a hint of contempt as she continued,

"From the Dayan sovereigns to the commoners on the streets, everyone in this Empire carries intrinsic arrogance towards us ’foreigners.’

"Whether Xi’en people or the native dwellers hold the Eastern Isles, it makes no difference to the Great Yan... Xides, just think about the words that prince had said when he needed our help. It really irks me..."

As she spoke,

O’Reilly’s bright eyes narrowed slightly, and her lips curved into a wicked, almost mad smile,

"So much so that I want to see that handsome foreign Prince kneeling at my feet, licking my boots..."

"....."

Xiulun Xides offered no response to these words, as silent as a mountain of iron.

Glancing at the Knight opposite her, O’Reilly inquired with a smile,

"Do you think I can’t do it?"

Beneath her gaze, Xiulun bowed his head,

"The will of my sovereign is my command."

The blood rose of the Empire, a madwoman who had personally slain her siblings, who took pleasure in toying with the strong.

"Giggles~ Just kidding."

Her laughter rang through the carriage like the peal of a silver bell. O’Reilly uncrossed her legs, the murderous look dissipated from her face, replaced by a saint-like softness,

"This Dayan Empire is different from the indigenous tribes we’ve encountered before. Let’s be pragmatic and think about how we can extricate ourselves from this now.