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The Villain Slaps The Protagonist’s Halo - Chapter 80
🕑 Added 2024-01-14 01:02:15 +0000 UTCChapter 80: The Protagonist Must Die
Nie Jia's ability was thoroughly depleted, and after falling asleep, it was almost equivalent to losing consciousness. Shi Chen had been fanning him on the side, and his gaze seemed different from before, adding a touch of playful arrogance to his otherwise inexplicable affection.
"Is there ice in Kaisen City?" Shi Chen suddenly asked.
The shadowy Xuanjia exchanged glances, shook their heads, "There is no ice in the Northwestern King's Mansion."
Shi Chen immediately made a disdainful sound, looking at the fine sweat on Nie Jia's eyebrows that had emerged while he slept. The fan's intensity increased.
Following the king's order, the generals fed all the soldiers in the infirmary a bowl of water mixed with royal blood. The subsequent events were miraculous. Once the bowl of blood water was consumed, soldiers who were on the verge of death gradually began to breathe smoothly. The bloodshot eyes receded, and visible wounds on their bodies healed at a remarkable speed.
The infirmary, which was lifeless just a moment ago, transformed within half an incense stick's time. Eight hundred soldiers on the brink of death stood up one after another.
Soldiers were astonished, looking at their hands now restored with a healthy color. Some excitedly roared, while others couldn't help but lie back down, covering their faces and crying in disbelief, unable to fathom escaping the gates of death. Left General, who was coughing up blood moments ago and almost unable to breathe, now felt as if he could conquer mountains and rivers.
"Long live the king!"
"Long live the king!!!"
Soldiers kneeled and shouted in unison. Even the soldiers guarding outside the infirmary joined in, tears streaming down their faces, heralding the imminent rebirth of the Yan Kingdom.
No one expected that the king's blood could actually save lives, like a legendary divine dragon. The king was indeed a true dragon emperor!
The generals were either shocked or excited, clenching their fists and shouting something. Ji Jiarong quickly reacted, instructing the Ninth Xuanjia by his side to take Jun Changyue down first. Then he immediately moved the recovered soldiers to a clean camp and ordered the burning of everything in the infirmary.
The generals were experienced, but they had never witnessed such a concrete miracle. Many recalled that when the king was born, his eyes were different from ordinary people, with beautiful and enchanting light, making the stars in the sky dim. However, the Star Heaven Department at that time claimed it was an ominous sign of a demonic creature bringing disaster to the country. They insisted that killing the king was necessary to save the nation.
The entire court and military officials urged the late king to suppress the nightmare of the Yan Kingdom as soon as possible. However, the current king was born of the late queen, whom the late king loved dearly. Ignoring the rumors and advice from court and officials, he insisted on protecting the king, passing the throne to his eldest son.
Now, it seemed that the one who should have been suppressed back then was the Star Heaven Department.
The so-called ominous sign of a demonic creature was undoubtedly a miracle of a celestial being descending to the mortal realm!
The news of the infirmary spread quickly throughout the army, reaching Kaisen City. The king, with the ability to resurrect the dead, received countless prayers from the citizens, and the soldiers' loyalty to the king became incomparable. Especially for those soldiers who were supposed to die in the infirmary, even if the God of War Sikong Han were to resurrect, they would cut him down if he dared to oppose the king.
As night fell, the generals finally settled the soldiers. Thinking about the king's pale face when he collapsed earlier, they were all extremely worried and went to the royal tent together to check on the king's condition. After shedding so much blood, just the thought of it sent chills down their spines. This was the king of the Yan Kingdom.
The king sacrificed himself to save others, making the generals who had once scorned or been influenced by Sikong Han's death feel extremely ashamed. They stood in front of the royal tent and were a bit hesitant to lift their heads.
General Yunhui stood side by side with Ji Jiarong, looking at the Xuanjia blocking their way. He asked again, "The king hasn't awakened yet?"
Xuanjia replied, "If the king wants to summon you after waking up, we will inform you. All the generals, please leave for now."
The generals exchanged glances, genuinely worried. They had just heard that Shi Chen had driven away General Gude and the military doctor. The military doctor hadn't even seen the king's face, so how could they rest assured?
General Yunhui tentatively said, "Otherwise, let the military doctor check the king's pulse to confirm his safety. This will ease our minds."
"What's all this noise?" Shi Chen came out of the royal tent, his lazy tone carrying a hint of indifferent arrogance. With disheveled green hair, he walked out, holding a small hunting knife. His wolf-like eyes, consistently cold, now had a touch of laziness.
"Jia Jia is asleep. He's fine; he just needs a day or two of rest. Go back; don't stay here," Shi Chen casually waved his hand.
The generals knew about the deep bond between the king and Shi Chen, but they didn't know they had a pet name for each other, something like '加加' (Jia Jia) and '减减' (Jian Jian).
General Yunhui persisted, "Considering the danger just now, we are genuinely concerned about the king's well-being. Please allow us to bring the military doctor to check the king's pulse and determine what supplements he might need. This will put our hearts at ease."
Leaning against the royal tent, Shi Chen, with his arms crossed, tilted his head and looked at General Yunhui, a hint of hostility appearing between his brows.
The brainwaves of Shi Chen did not match those of the generals. They were genuinely concerned about the safety of the king. With no military doctor to check the king's pulse and no firsthand confirmation of his well-being, they worried about potential harm to the king. In Shi Chen's view, however, his wife was peacefully sleeping inside. When this group of men insisted on barging into his wife's bedroom, did they not deserve a beating?
"If you don't leave, do you intend to use force?" Shi Chen raised an eyebrow and casually waved the small hunting knife in his hand.
Ji Jiarong, accompanied by three elite guards, was well aware of the loyalty of these guards to the king, surpassing that of the generals. With the guards present, there was no need for the generals to worry. She tugged at General Yunhui's sleeve and said, "Since the king has already rested, let's not disturb him here. We can come back tomorrow."
The generals finally relented and reluctantly left. After General Yunhui walked away, he turned back with a cryptic look, pondering something unknown.
Shi Chen turned and opened the door curtain to take a look inside. Nie Jia was peacefully sleeping, completely undisturbed. Satisfied, Shi Chen smiled and walked toward the nearby campfire.
"Commander, how should we handle Jun Changyue?" a guard asked.
"Lock him up for now. We'll decide when Jia Jia wakes up," Shi Chen ordered. He grabbed a handful of his long green hair, took a knife, and cut it off in one go, throwing it all into the fire.
Not only the guards but also the soldiers patrolling and standing guard around were stunned. They couldn't comprehend why he would cut off all his hair for no apparent reason.
Shi Chen paid no attention to how others perceived him. Squatting by the fire, he continued to cut off the excess hair with precision. In no time, it transformed into a neat short haircut. After making sure there were no loose strands, he stood up, leaving the onlookers in shock.
The next morning, the generals returned, but Shi Chen still refused to let them see Nie Jia. General Yunhui, growing impatient, attempted to force his way in but ended up being chased away by Shi Chen wielding a stick like a mad dog.
The generals found it inexplicable. It seemed as if Shi Chen had transformed overnight. The calm and composed demeanor he had shown before appeared to be a facade, replaced by a rough and uncouth manner.
Last night, he even shaved his own hair... What on earth was he thinking?
The generals were frustrated, lacking the status and skills of others. All they could do was return home, each panting heavily.
Fortunately, Nie Jia woke up the next afternoon. If she had slept for another day, Shi Chen might not have been able to resist breaking the generals' legs.
This time, Nie Jia slept for a whole day and night, not exceptionally long compared to her previous state.
"Are you hungry?" Shi Chen, apart from shooing people away with a stick, had been by Nie Jia's bedside, fanning her. He had also gone to the supply tent to check what food she liked. To his surprise, the specially transported beef, mutton, and fresh fruits and vegetables from Kaisen City were all rejected by her.
When Nie Jia mentioned it, he felt hungry too. Nodding, he said, "I shaved my head. It's cooler. Wait, let me make something delicious for you."
Nie Jia was momentarily stunned by his use of the term "husband." After that, she pulled the quilt over her head.
Shi Chen called in a guard and handed him the fan, instructing, "Fan Jia Jia, I'll go cook." The guard awkwardly complied. When Nie Jia heard Shi Chen leave, she peeked out, about to ask about the situation in the military camp. Suddenly, a roar from General Yunhui came from outside, "Commander Shi! If you don't let us in, we'll have to use force!"
A group of big, foolish men rushed in, seemingly unaware that there was no resistance inside. As they entered, they stumbled, almost falling to the ground. When they looked up, they saw the king half-leaning on the bed, looking at them with a puzzled expression, accompanied by a maid-like obedient guard.
Ji Jiarong was also among them. Seeing that Nie Jia had awakened, she quickly tidied herself up and knelt down, saying, "The king is awake? We, your humble subjects, were worried about the king's health, so we intruded. Please forgive us, Your Majesty."
"Please forgive us!" The generals apologized in unison, relieved to see the king safe and sound after a day of worry.
"Get up." Nie Jia casually raised her hand, guessing what had happened. She asked, "How's the situation in the military camp?"
General Yunhui hurriedly replied, "Your Majesty, the soldiers who were infected with the plague have all recovered. All the items used, including the bodies by Qilin River, have been burned. Please rest assured."
Ji Jiarong added, "The Prince of Tranquility has also been detained on Commander Shi's orders. Your Majesty, how should we handle him?"
"Lock him up for now." Nie Jia had no time to deal with Jun Changyue's antics. She inquired about the situation at Lutai.
Zhao Wushang had arrived at Lutai by noon. First, he sent a messenger to negotiate. However, with the king leading the Yans, the morale of the Yans was unshakable. Who would negotiate with Zhao Wushang? In line with the previous three times, they killed the messenger directly. If he wanted war, they were ready for it!
Hearing this, Nie Jia had nothing to worry about. She waved her hand to dismiss them.
General Yunhui wanted to say more, but before he could speak, a wolf-like roar came from outside, "Who allowed you to come in!"
The author has something to say: This is the real-world personality of Shi Chen's father. The previous personality was the original host's personality assimilated by the world's consciousness.
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