Restarting Life After Forcibly Marrying the Demon King

"Luoning, this rain is..."

Milia frowned, staring at the sky.

Raindrops fell on her fair face, dripping down the outline.

The black rain reminded her of the news brought back by the group of adventurers and hunters who went to the demon territory.

"This is... the 'Black Rain' of the demons, right?"

The ominous black rain will burn the bodies of the demons like a raging fire, and the demons in the rain will turn into a pile of bones in the dying struggle...

This is the reason why the demons will decline. In fact, many adventurers know it, but for them, this kind of thing is not important at all. They just need to watch coldly from the side, and then reap the benefits of the fisherman.

This was the first time for Milia to see such rain. Before that, the existence of black rain was limited to rumors in taverns.

"……Um."

Luo Ning nodded.

Now that Milia knew about this kind of rain, he had nothing to hide.

Surrounding Luo Ning were terrifying towering trees.

These trees grew between the gap between the two mountains. When the white feathered dragon fell, Luo Ning controlled the direction of the white feathered dragon's neck and forced it to fall here.

The plants here are lush, and the height of the bushes is almost above the waist of a person, which can better hide the figure of the white feathered dragon.

As a walking coin, Baiyulong will have thoughts no matter who sees it.

Luo Ning asked Milia to help blast a hole in the mountain with magic.

The hole doesn't need to be big, just enough to stuff the white dragon into it to hide from the rain.

At this time, the White Feathered Dragon was curled up in that small cave to avoid the rain.

It had to maintain a standing posture, fold its wings tightly against its body, and lean its back against the mountain, so as not to be touched by the black rain.

"Chirp..."

It made a pitiful sound, its body trembling in the corner.

Milia was still wondering why the black rain of the demon race appeared in the human territory, but she was suddenly attracted by this voice.

She seemed to have a more important question to ask Luo Ning.

"what is this??"

Milia stretched her arm and pointed at the trembling white feathered dragon.

"Dragon..." Luo Ning pretended to be confused while pretending to understand.

"What dragon??" Miria raised her voice a little.

"Demon Dragon?" Luo Ning said tentatively.

"This guy is 'White Feather Dragon', right???!"

Milia was fortunate to have seen this kind of magic dragon that could make a fortune once it appeared, but she had never touched it, let alone heard of any human being who could control such a dragon.

Milia wasn't really asking Luo Ning a question, she just found it incredible.

"Why can you ride on this guy??"

As Milia said, she tugged the feathers on the white feathered dragon's legs with her hands.

The White Feathered Dragon was afraid of being touched by anyone, and when it saw Milia's hand stretched out, it let out a miserable 'ow', and burrowed into the corner.

It's a pity that this temporary rain shelter is only so big, even if it digs up the dirt with its paws, it can't escape the woman's hair.

Milia plucked a feather and looked at it repeatedly in the palm of her hand.

The feathers were even still warm, obviously this white feathered dragon couldn't have been enchanted by some kind of puppet magic.

It's a real dragon.

"Ow..."

The white-feathered dragon's eyes were watery, looking at the plucked hair with teary eyes.

Pulling hair is not painful for it, but this race has similar hobbies to the angel race.

They love their feathers very much, and the loss of each feather will make this beautiful dragon feel bad.

Looking at the more feathers on his body that were scorched by the rain, the tears of the white feathered dragon were falling even more.

"Hey..."

Laz, who was curled up in Luo Ning's arms, only felt a chill run down his spine.

This woman can actually pluck hair!

Fortunately, Raz never showed his wings in front of this woman, otherwise he would be plucked like the white feathered dragon!

She shrunk in front of Luo Ning's stomach, not even daring to reveal her eyes.

"Ok?"

Seeing that Luo Ning was silent for a while without answering his own question, Milia inserted the feather back into the white feather dragon's leg, tilted her head and continued to ask Luo Ning.

"Hey, let's talk..."

Luo Ning is still holding back his reasons.

He wanted to explain it by controlling the White Feather Dragon himself.

But this white-feathered dragon looks energetic, both in mental state and physical state, it is impossible to be manipulated by magic.

Luo Ning immediately thought again, saying that he had rescued this white-feathered dragon when he was a child, and then became good friends with this magic dragon...

But this childish and fairy tale-like explanation is difficult for Milia to pass.

And if he really had a connection with Bai Yulong a long time ago, those who spent all their time crossing rivers and crossing mountains would seem too stupid.

Do you have to experience life if you don’t have a flying mount?

"puff……"

Luo Ning's serious thinking face was seen by Mi Liya.

She burst into laughter.

"Okay, I don't have to know... Hey, why have you become stupid? You used to find some reason to explain it. Now you are so stupid and don't say a word!"

Milia reached out to pinch Luo Ning's face.

"Don't you dare to lie to Master again~~"

Milia leaned forward, took Luo Ning's hand, and said mysteriously.

"Luoning... You, you are not from the Demon Race, are you?"

"..."

Although Luo Ning's expression was calm and there was no unnecessary expression on his face, his sudden shrinking pupils still betrayed his surprise.

And Raz who suddenly trembled in Luo Ning's arms.

This is already telling Milia the answer silently.

"Did you guess? Or, it's already confirmed?"

Luo Ning knew that he had too many loopholes.

It seems that there is no need to hide anymore.

"No, I just think...you seem to know Hei Yu very well, you can recognize it at a glance, and you also know that as long as you leave the black mist, the puppet can become Hei Yu."

"Although I know that the Demon Race has something like the Black Rain, but...the secret of the Black Rain itself, I dare say, no one in the entire Crotal Empire knows."

Milia looked into Luo Ning's eyes seriously.

Luo Jing looked at her quietly, already somewhat relieved.

As for Milia, even if she knew he was from the Demon Race, she wouldn't be prejudiced...

It's just that, as the "protagonist" of absolute justice in the story, Milia's final destiny will be to destroy the devil with her own hands, and then become a hero.

And Luo Ning is the devil's minion...

In this way, the identities of the two will have a strong conflict.

"Oh, stupid," Miria sighed.

"You don't need to tell me, I'm just curious, I'm just analyzing here~"

"Didn't I say it before, no matter who you are, no matter where your country is or what kind of country it is, the fact that you are my cute little apprentice will not change~"

"So..." Milia put her hand on Luo Ning's shoulder casually.

"Don't worry."

"Don't talk about things you don't want to talk about, do more things that make you happy, and don't worry about things that don't make you happy. Life is short, and pleasing yourself is the most important thing!"

"So, even if my apprentice is a big villain, Master won't blame you!"

"As for your master and me, you don't help your relatives, do you understand?"

Miria smiled lightly.

She was half a head shorter than Luo Ning, so she needed to raise her gaze obliquely.

Luo Ning listened quietly.

His lowered gaze was just on Miria's lips.

Those crystal-clear lips were as clear as jelly, pink and tender, so tempting that people wanted to take a bite.

Milia also seemed to have discovered where Luo Ning's gaze stayed.

She froze for a moment, until all the chatter was interrupted.

Milia's face was covered with a layer of pink at a speed visible to the naked eye.

She used her fingers to pick up a strand of hair next to her ear and twisted it around her fingertips.

Milia became a little nervous and jerky.

Although she can talk, she has zero experience.

If Luo Ning bent down at this time, shouldn't he close his eyes and point his toes up? ?

no no no...

This is a precursor to kissing, definitely!

Miria's mind was in chaos as if disconnected.

When staring into Luo Ning's eyes, it was an unprecedented feeling for her.

Heartbeat involuntarily accelerated.

Suddenly, there was a touch on her chest, which made Milia shrink back as if she was electrocuted.

Luo Ning and Milia looked down at the same time.

She saw a pair of white and tender hands protruding from Luo Ning's clothes, and then resting on Milia's breasts.

It seemed that they wanted to hinder the physical distance between Milia and Luo Ning.

Raz revealed a pair of emerald eyes and winked at Luo Ning.

He obviously didn't say anything, but he seemed to say everything.

As Rafael's right-hand man, Raz knows his mission well.

Luo Ning pulled the cloak behind him, wrapped it around Raz's small head, and covered Raz's eyes again.

He looked down, but suddenly saw a touch of red in his sight that was extremely discordant with Milia's white skirt.

Luo Ning took half a step back, grabbed Milia's skirt and looked at it.

It was a trace of blood.

The bright red blood could not have come from the dragon.

Luo Ning immediately raised his head and asked Milia.

"You are hurt?"