The Hero in Exile

Lingyu was sitting in the aunt's room, staring at herself in the mirror. She originally thought that she could just put on any clothes because her previous outfit had been burnt and was no longer presentable. But when she mentioned it to the aunt, she said that she should dress up properly to leave a good impression on others.

Lingyu's face felt slightly hot when she thought of this.

It's not like I dressed up specifically for him to see. I was just dressing up to live up to the old lady's kindness. Yes, that's it, I whispered to myself.

"That's good. It's perfect, Lingyu."

The auntie re-tied Lingyu's hair. She usually let it hang loose when she went out without paying attention. Now she tied it into a half bun at the back of her head. I'm not being narcissistic, but I really look good now. Before, I wandered outside every day and never took care of myself, so I thought I looked a little better.

"Is this really me?"

Looking at myself in the mirror I felt a little unbelievable. I turned around twice in front of the mirror and then moved closer to take a closer look before I murmured that it was really myself.

The originally delicate and pure face only used a little makeup to add a little sexiness. This feeling of lust and purity is really irresistible. But this is just my own feeling. After all, he can't be interested in me. And I don't even have a fire poker. I don't know what that guy is thinking.

Huh? Why did I think of that guy? Lingyu didn't understand and slapped his head. He must be too annoying.

"Okay, little Lingyu, go change your clothes quickly. I'm waiting for good news from you." Looking at Lingyu who was dressed so cutely by me, I smiled, but I started to urge her as it was getting late.

"Can...can there be any good news? It's just a sacrifice and celebration banquet held by the Beast King. It's just a simple meal."

The old lady didn't say a word but just showed an expression that said I understand.

Lingyu also felt a flush on her face, but she couldn't find any words to refute, so she poutingly changed into the light blue dress the old lady took out and left.

Lingyu was walking on the street in a dress. There was no one on the street. At this time, everyone had probably gone to the square of the city to watch the sacrifice of the Beast King Hu Ke. The thought of a big tiger wearing strange clothes and dancing like a shaman gave her goose bumps. Lingyu couldn't help but hugged her arms and shivered. She decided to go directly to the Beast King's mansion for dinner.

"The great beast god Alan will protect us. This dragon was sent by Alan to take the postgraduate entrance examination and we have completed the examination. In the days to come, the blessing of the beast god will be bestowed upon this land and there will surely be good weather and good harvests. Let us thank the god Alan again."

"We offer our humble loyalty to the gods of Alan."

Lingyu, who didn't like the hustle and bustle, chose to take a detour to the Beast King's Palace, but she could still hear Hook shouting at the top of his lungs from a distance. The other orcs also responded collectively, and then there were cheers. After all, the place of sacrifice was in the center of the city and it was hard not to hear them.

In the town near night, the brightly lit Beast King's Mansion is very eye-catching. Walking in the direction of the lights, it is easy to find it even if you have only been there a few times.

"Stop, who's there?"

"It's me. I'm here at the invitation of your orc king."

It got dark quickly and the sun had completely set when they arrived at the Beast King's Mansion. Lingyu walked out of the darkness, and the bonfire at the door made Lingyu's figure clear.

"It's Master Lingyu. I'm sorry I didn't see clearly. Please come in, Master."

After the battle with the dragon, Lingyu has gained quite a bit of fame among the Orcs. Moreover, the Orcs value strength above all else and no one wants to offend someone who has a good relationship with the Demon Orc King and is very powerful.

Led by the guards, they returned to the place where they first met Hook. Before they even entered the door, they heard people inside talking at once. They were either talking about the battle with the dragon or about the future development of the orcs.

Lingyu didn't say anything. She wanted to sneak in and take a look for herself, but she didn't want to be surrounded by a group of people and treated like a monkey.

Fortunately, no one around noticed me, but when I looked at the seats, they were almost full. When I was worrying about where to sit, I saw a fool in the crowd waving at me. Fortunately, it was quite lively inside and no one noticed the two of them.

"I've been waiting for you for so long, why are you here only now?"

"I was delayed for a while because the lady asked me to put on some makeup, and I just wanted to dress formally for the celebration party. I definitely didn't want to know your opinion or anything like that."

Lingyu also noticed that Moran had changed into a tuxedo and had his hair waxed and styled. With his almost perfect smile, he didn't look like a devil at all. Well, she had to admit that he was a little bit handsome.

"I see. Lunster has already reserved a seat for us. Let's go over there."

While talking, Moran noticed that Lingyu was also looking at him, as if to say, "What do you think? Why don't you praise me?" The corners of Moran's mouth twitched, and this expression was so obvious. Just now, he said that he didn't care about my opinion.

Her skin was as white as jade, and her youthful yet pretty face was enough to captivate others. Her silver-gray eyes, moist and shy, shone like agate. Her light blue dress set her off with a beauty that even the princesses in the stories could not match.

This is the most beautiful Lingyu Moran has ever seen. The influence of Lingyu, who is usually carefree and quarrels with him, is almost diluted.

"It's really beautiful. It feels a bit like it's not you anymore."

After listening to Moran's comments, Lingyu's original feeling of worry also disappeared. Lingyu leaned forward slightly and revealed a smile from the heart.

Moran was stunned. His wife was as beautiful as a painting. No, she is not his wife yet. He needs to work harder.