The Little Rakshasa King said, "The unified front of the Demon Empire has stationed five million troops outside the Rakshasa Tribe border, but there are no Winged Tribe Samurai nor any Witch Kingdom Samurai. It is well known that the Winged Tribe Samurai are entirely in the Sky Legion. And since the Witch Kingdom lives in the sky, they primarily consist of the Sky Legion as well. Therefore, I believe that, on the Dichacha Clan’s border line, we must guard against the enemy’s Sky Legion."
The Crown Prince of the Dichacha Clan said, "You are overthinking it, my virtuous brother. The Winged Tribe harbors deep resentnt against the Tiancha King, and the Witch Kingdom is exceedingly arrogant, so they have only nominally joined the unified front of the Demon Empire. Furthermore, the main Sky Legion of our Demon Alliance is already deployed on your Rakshasa Tribe’s border line."
The Little Rakshasa King said, "Brother, you are right, but I still believe that we must guard against the Winged Tribe and Witch Kingdom Samurai, so we must gather the entire military strength of the Dichacha Clan to defend the border line."
The Dichacha Clan coldly replied, "This is a matter for the Dichacha Clan, so there is no need for my virtuous brother to worry about it."
The Little Rakshasa King said, "Father has commanded to defend Rakshasa City, but I think the Dichacha Clan’s border line is more critical. If brother is willing, I am prepared to transfer parts of the main aerial forces that defend Rakshasa City and so other aerial rcenaries to the Dichacha Clan’s border line. What does brother think?"
The Crown Prince of the Dichacha Clan laughed coldly, "What, my virtuous brother wishes to ddle in my Dichacha Clan? Isn’t it a bit early?"
The Little Rakshasa King said, "Of course, the army I send will be entirely under brother’s orders and commands. I dare not encroach upon the command of it."
The Crown Prince of the Dichacha Clan’s face turned serious, "My virtuous brother, do you truly think it necessary?"
The Little Rakshasa King responded, "Brother, I hope I am overthinking, but being prepared is wise, isn’t it?"
The Crown Prince of the Dichacha Clan said, "You do realize such actions might anger your father, don’t you? Don’t forget you have a brother eager for an opportunity."
The Little Rakshasa King bowed deeply, "Thank you, brother. I’ll leave the Dichacha Defensive Line to your capable hands."
The Crown Prince of the Dichacha Clan stared at the Little Rakshasa King for a long ti, then rose and bowed deeply, "My virtuous brother, I gladly receive your favor here."
The Little Rakshasa King returned the gesture with even more respect, "Brother, then I take my leave. Soon, I will dispatch the aerial forces and place them under your command."
With that, the Little Rakshasa King withdrew, mounted his dragon hawk, and flew towards Rakshasa City.
...
Ever since she was imprisoned, Yudie’s living conditions have deteriorated rapidly.
Dozens of people cramd into one room, eating the coarsest food.
"Commandery Princess, Beileng will surely co to rescue you," the maid comforted her, "Before leaving Rakshasa City, I delivered your secret letter to him as instructed."
Beileng, heir to the Rakshasa King’s younger brother, fourth in line to the Rakshasa throne, was sowhat like Yudie’s foster brother.
The reason Yudie opposed Lanling so desperately was largely due to this man.
She knew the title of Commandery Princess was completely false; she was rely a maid of Princess Sha Yan. But when she beca the foster daughter of the Rakshasa King’s own brother, she t the charming Beileng, the Rakshasa King’s real nephew.
Beileng flirted with her and promised to take her as his concubine.
Lanling was rely a mber of the Near-Human Tribe, despised by the Rakshasa Royal Family. In contrast, Beileng was the Rakshasa King’s dear nephew, a legitimate mber of the royal lineage. Comparing the two, they were worlds apart.
Therefore, before leaving Rakshasa City, Yudie sent a secret letter to Beileng, asking him to rescue her and expressing her feelings.
Now, being under Lanling’s house arrest, she regarded Beileng even more as her savior.
...
After locking up Yudie, Lanling put it out of his mind and was fully absorbed in the fervent construction under the Fla Demon Banner.
Riding on three Chira Beasts, he inspected all of his territories, personally surveying the construction of every tribe, the cultivation of every farm field, and the formation of every army.
Even riding on three Chira Beasts, the inspection tour took a full ten days.
Upon returning to Fla Demon City, his Lan Suo baby had grown plumper and bigger, but like any ordinary baby, he still only ate and slept.
"Daddy, when will little brother start playing with ?!" the little girl asked in frustration.
Since her little brother was born, she was thrilled, finally having a baby like her, becoming a big sister at last, and had prepared many gas.
However, this little brother only ate and then slept, waking just to eat again, scarcely having ti to play with her.
Dina caught the little girl and said, "Yaya, why don’t you have so milk, the little brother can’t finish it all by himself."
Little Yaya shook her head vehently, flapping her wings, and fled, "No, no, I don’t want any milk."
At this mont, Gou Li ca in and said, "Master, the fourth in line to the Rakshasa throne, Beileng, wishes to see you."
Lanling knew of this person; he should be considered a close ally of You Ming, as they apprenticed under the sa master.
...
"You are Lanling?!" Beileng said.
Lanling replied, "Yes."
The man before him was Beileng, fourth in line to the throne, the Rakshasa King’s nephew, Yudie’s foster brother.
With feminine features, he looked very attractive, possessing a pair of rare peach blossom eyes.
"I’m here to fetch Yudie," Beileng said, "Hand her over; let take her away."
Lanling replied, "If I am not mistaken, she should be a part of Princess Sha Yan’s dowry, my concubine then."
Beileng said, "However, before that, she and I had privately pledged our lives to each other. Moreover, before she left Rakshasa City, she sent a plea for rescue!"
With that, Beileng handed Lanling a secret letter.
Written clearly: My beloved Beileng, please rescue from the flas, from this hell.
The signature was indeed Yudie.
Lanling easily discerned the political intrigue behind this.
"How about this, I’ll bring Yudie over, if she is willing to leave with you, then I’ll let you take her, how does that sound?" Lanling smiled.
"Alright!" Beileng said.
Monts later, the so-called Commandery Princess Yudie, Princess Sha Yan’s close maid, was brought forth.
Lanling held up the letter and said, "Yudie, did you write this letter?"
Yudie coldly replied, "I wrote it."
Lanling said, "But if I rember correctly, before that, you were already part of Princess Sha Yan’s dowry."
Yudie said, "I would rather die than beco your woman."
Lanling said, "Why?"
Yudie replied, "Because you’re a lowly mber of the Near-Human Tribe."
Lanling said, "Now, Beileng is here to take you away, what do you think?"
"I want to go with him," Yudie said.
Lanling turned to Beileng, "Yudie has been taken by , do you still want her?"
"Yes, why not?" Beileng retorted coldly.
Lanling drew his sword, swiftly slicing at Yudie’s neck.
Blood splattered everywhere!
"Swish..." He swiftly chopped off Yudie’s stunning head and handed it to Beileng, "Go back and tell Prince You Ming that I understand his ssage!"
...
Note: The second update is provided here; I’m dizzy after writing it, ti for sleep now. Thank you all!
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