I transformed into a cute girl and lived a carefree life in the apocalypse.

[As expected, their intentions were impure...]

Yan Ziming handed her a bottle of drink and lightly touched her face with it. Ina shivered and said coquettishly, "Does the Knight really like playing pranks?"

"That's not true." Yan Ziming looked towards the sea. "The wind is really noisy today."

"Of course the wind is strong at the beach."

Ina wanted to move closer to Yan Ziming, so she got up and moved the sun lounger towards him. But as soon as she moved, Yan Ziming got up and stretched like a female leopard.

"Want to take a walk?"

"..."

"Your Highness? You're drooling, aren't you? Hey~~" Yan Ziming waved his hand in front of her.

"Huh? Huh?"

Ina subconsciously wiped her mouth with her hand, only to find nothing there. She then glared angrily at Yan Ziming, "Sir Knight! That's too much!"

She crossed her arms and turned her face away, her cheeks puffed out, looking quite angry.

"Alright, alright, it's my fault, but it's all because Her Highness didn't reply to me~"

Yan Ziming skillfully shifted the blame onto Ina, who calmed down slightly and muttered, "It was clearly Knight, you were too..."

[Her figure is too sexy...]

"Huh? What?"

“It’s nothing…” Ina looked away again.

Yan Ziming smiled knowingly and asked again, "Would you like to take a walk, Your Highness?"

Ina's eyes lit up as she jumped up, staring at her, "I want it! I want it! I want it—!"

"You don't need to shout so loudly, and you don't need to repeat yourself so many times."

It seems quite ambiguous...

Yan Ziming wanted to grab Ina's cheeks like he usually did with Ye Qianxue, but he suppressed the urge.

Even during their walk, Yan Ziming maintained a relatively delicate distance from Ina, about fifty centimeters, neither too close nor too far. Unlike Ye Qianxue, Ina did not try every means to get closer, as if she had silently accepted this fact.

Perhaps the answer was already found in such actions.

"Your Highness, do you have any special habits?"

"...It's nothing more than doing things befitting a princess, right?"

I was asking about your personal hobbies, okay?

"Personal hobbies..." Ina thought for a moment, a hint of bitterness creeping into her smile. "No."

Yan Ziming glanced sideways and broadened the scope, "Anything is fine, right? For example, my hobby is cooking, so you should have something similar."

"If that's the case, then it must be... sleeping?"

Yan Ziming stumbled.

Sleep, sleep?

Seeing Yan Ziming's disheveled appearance, Ina covered her mouth and smiled, "Yes, when you feel stressed, you can lie alone on the cold floor, and that will make you feel very relaxed."

"what......"

Yan Ziming scratched his cheek, unsure how to comment.

Can this really be considered a hobby?

Forget it, let's stop arguing about something pointless.

"Your Highness, your hobby is truly interesting..."

"Actually, Ina really, really wants to try the Knight's cooking. I wonder if the Knight can grant me this wish?"

“Sure, I can demonstrate it for Your Highness now.”

Yan Ziming arrived at the food brought by the servants. There was a lot of raw food, such as sashimi. Needless to say, Yan Ziming grilled it all.

"Wow! This is delicious, Knight!" Ina's eyes lit up with stars.

"Don't lump me in with your thoughts, are you doing this on purpose?"

"It's a pity the portion is a bit small... I'll have someone send some more over!"

It wasn't just a "little bit"; the entire table was filled with food, five layers high. Yan Ziming was already full just looking at it. What was even more astonishing was that Ina, despite her seemingly petite body, ate it all without her stomach bulging at all.

How did she do it?

In fact, Yan Zimo could also do it; it's just a matter of doing it this way or that way. Maybe the Odyssey's digestive system is different?

Gradually, night fell.

Ina, slightly tipsy after drinking a bottle of Odyssey's specialty wine, looked at her with hazy eyes, "Sir Knight..."

"Ok?"

"Do you... have an answer yet?"

Yan Ziming's skin tightened slightly, and his breathing paused for a moment.

The final moment was approaching, a day earlier than she had anticipated, but she had already arrived at her answer.

She took a deep breath and said slowly, "Yes, I remember the rest of the story too."

What will it be like?

"First, I want to point out that in my story, the knight didn't just happen to meet the princess in a foreign land; she was after the princess from the very beginning..."

"Then...?" Ina's breathing quickened.

"But the knight isn't going to reconcile with the princess; rather, his kingdom is facing an insurmountable problem, a problem that only the princess can solve..."

“The princess was naturally unwilling and set a condition: that she should have a happy ending. The knight hesitated.”

"What kind of ending would be the most beautiful for a princess?"

"That's of course—!"

Ina stood on tiptoe, but a finger stopped her from speaking.

Yan Ziming continued, "For the princess, the best ending would be for her to be with the knight; however, for both of them, the best ending would be to maintain their previous relationship, that is..."

"enough!"

Ina suddenly shouted loudly, then lowered her head and remained silent.

"..." Yan Ziming stopped speaking and looked at her in silence.

"Ina has lost interest in this story, let's leave it at that for now."

With a sullen face, Ina put on her clothes and walked back the way she came, without Yan Ziming stopping her.

She also felt guilty.

Sigh... it's not that simple after all.

Yan Ziming sighed deeply.

How could I be so pathetic? I want others to help me for free without wanting to pay any price...

She had more to say, but now it seems she won't have the chance.

79. The bright moon rises over the calm sea

Negotiations broke down immediately, which meant all hope was lost.

Grab her!

As Yan Ziming watched Ina's figure gradually disappear into the distance, the same thought kept repeating in her mind, but her inner determination kept her feet firmly planted.

There's no reason left to bother her anymore.

She took out her phone and made a call.

"crooked?"

"What?" Murong Haiyi's voice came through the electric ring.

"gone back."

Yan Ziming was exhausted from staying here. As for his clothes... he would leave them as a souvenir for Ina!

Whether she uses it for #beep-# or #beep-#, I don't want to interfere anymore.

"...Hey? Say something!"

After a long silence from Murong Haiyi on the other end of the phone, Yan Ziming impatiently called out again.

“We’ve all gone back home, but you’re still stuck in Crescent City.”

"What—?!"

Her cherry-like lips opened unconsciously, and Yan Ziming's eyes were filled with shock.

You bunch of incompetent teammates actually abandoned me and went back by yourselves?!