1624: Chapter 1620 Joker 1624: Chapter 1620 Joker When warriors on the frontline defend their holand, there are always so weighing their identity and status to see what good price it might fetch.
This battle was no exception.
Yizi, bearing a quite glorious surna and an even more glorious birth…
probably on this island country, at least ninety-nine percent of families can’t compare to this family deed as the Present Human God.
However, born with a silver spoon, she rely caught the tail end of her family’s glory.
In the half-century dominated by modern nations, most countries not only discarded the so-called royal power but also swept monarchs and feudal systems into the dustbin of history…
and in their mories, those “born noble” from decades ago, today even venting on a servant requires caution to avoid smartphones and caras, no different from the “commoners”.
A mascot, an “antique” proving the people’s history and culture, is how the Sakura Island Royal Family positions itself internally and externally.
Yizi didn’t think this way…
During her youth, the tail end of the golden age of Sakura Island, she accompanied her uncle, witnessing a militaristic war nation, when the royal power was real, and when she walked outside, those cheers, that heartfelt frenzy, and tears, all beca a past she refused to step into.
But don’t get it wrong, she did not take this path to revive her family and era, rather…
“The good days weren’t enough, how co I have aged already…”
The once beautiful face had begun to show wrinkles; in her late thirties, “Your Highness” could no longer bear it.
She could accept the passing of an era but could not accept the end of her affluent life, nor could she accept seeing herself with crow’s feet on television…
what’s more unbearable was that she even discovered so hidden genetic diseases in herself, likely having an ominous old age.
“…I want to live happily, just like the little princess back then, without any worries.”
Thus, she mobilized all the power she could.
“Your Highness, birth, aging, illness, and death are natural rules, there’s no way to solve them.”
Yet in the era when extraordinary powers began to erge, when local extraordinary powers offered no feedback, she naturally began so traditional skills of the island country.
“…As long as I can regain my youth, whichever of the eight million deities from any world, it would suffice.”
Worshipping Evil Gods and evil cults are traditional arts in many countries outside the Eastern Country, even many high-level officials are thoroughly ensnared…
after all, on one hand, they already have everything, and human desires know no bounds, they naturally pursue things like longevity and the afterlife, which are vague and elusive, on the other hand, to make themselves feel at ease enjoying all this, they instinctively find a so-called belief and Great Justice in death.
And in this world, Evil Gods truly exist, and when the Evil Gods of this world could not satisfy Princess Yizi, she naturally turned to Evil Gods from exotic realms.
Thus, she beca the “insider” before the Octopus arrived at this world.
Don’t get it wrong, she didn’t just happen to find the Octopus…
but among the over thirty true and false Evil Gods she sought, there happened to be the Octopus.
Those who betray their country or race, once they cross that bottom line, they won’t hesitate to betray a few more.
And those Evil Gods from exotic realms…
never see casual promises as an issue.
Moreover, many “promises” themselves never need to be fulfilled; even if it really cos to fulfilling a contract, there are countless classical ways to twist the terms.
For example, to turn those who crave immortality into living stones, or to replace the head of those who crave healthy bodies…
As long as they are healthy at that mont, it naturally counts as a fulfilled contract.
To have a “wish” perfectly fulfilled, one would need a professional legal worker and a dictionary-style contract that leaves no loopholes for the opponent.
But obviously, most “Believers” are not in a position to negotiate terms with their master, and Yizi’s brain is not rational to such a degree.
“….I gave you the defense layout, gave you the plane coordinates, even helped you trap the original defense commander (in prison), and this is how you treat ??!”
Yizi cannot understand, truly cannot understand, why she has suffered such a calamity.
Having given her all, even directly causing the collapse of the defense line….
In the very last period, she even sold her brother and her family, causing the Royal Family’s escape to fail as well, and all the family secrets were leaked, yet this is what she got?
“….I have fulfilled my promise, gave you a youthful body, and even married you…” In front of her lay a huge Whaleman as large as a small mountain, who was her master as well as her husband.
The words of the “Fishman Leader” brought forth undisguised laughter from the onlookers.
Everyone knows that this Fishman has lived hundreds of thousands of years.
And in front of him, furiously screaming, was a “little guy” not even reaching his knees.
An ugly Half Fishman, twisted by anger and humiliation, while on the ceiling nearby, hung several mocking Fishman heads….
Implanting the brain of Life into a Fishman to grant it “Newborn” was a fairly mature technique for these high-level beings of the Octopus Race.
Yizi might not be smart, but her staff didn’t mislead her; making contracts with Otherworldly Creatures is fundantal to negotiation.
And before she sold everything, she indeed carefully considered the future of the Main Base….
In her mory, Outsiders ant to occupy their country, and they needed local representatives, and her with her noble bloodline was the perfect candidate.
And a rejuvenated Yizi could also marry into wealth….
She’s not foolish enough to think seduction alone could succeed; intermarrying with allies from the Exotic Realm would enhance her value as a “facilitator,” and family alliances are the safest thod of forming alliances, for which she was willing to sacrifice her body.
Even just considering the Royal Family, being rejuvenated, turning from a decorative role into a real Monarch, even if that ans gaining a bunch of new ‘fathers,’ was still better than now…
At least that’s what she thought in the past.
But now, not only was she placed into a youthful body of a Fishman, inexplicably suffering a multitude of skin diseases and illnesses, uncomfortably itchy, she also had to endure the ridicule of her own “brother” and “family mbers” witnessing her disgrace.
The “heads” hanging from the ceiling were her Dead Survivor family mbers, who, having been squeezed dry of all their value, were still alive, just so her “husband” could amuse himself with her.
In this hall, every face was mocking her…
and what’s more tragic, Yizi clearly knew she had beco a Joker, yet she had to act even angrier, lashing out as if she were indeed a Joker.
“Otherwise, they think I’m useless, and then just trample to death…” She was very fearful; she had seen her husband’s expression of “bored, trample her to death” nurous tis.
At this point, the good education and life experience she had received finally ca into play; the valueless herself could stay alive only because her “husband” needed her as a Joker to pass the ti.
Having value allows one to survive, if not valuable, at least be entertaining…
The “Joker” thought thus and began her first round of performance.
“I…..
I’m a Princess, you all should respect , love …”
“Haha.” Thus, the entire Courtyard was filled with joyous laughter.
And in the shadows of the hall, Lu Ping’an also laughed out loud, his laughter mingling with the other Fishn, indistinguishable from one another.
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