Mythical Creatures Strategy Guide

Chapter 87 What a Holy Sword Knight!

Arthur breathed the fresh air, mixed with holy light, into Chu Sheng's mouth, then looked up and pressed his chest again.

"Chu Sheng, wake up!"

"It's all my fault," Amber said softly. "I shouldn't have taken him down with me."

"This is not the time to talk about this." Arthur lowered his head again and kissed Chu Sheng.

The night wind by the lake was cold, and all three of them were soaked.

Arthur's wet hair clung to his face, and water droplets dripped from his chin onto Chu Sheng's chest.

Amber used the remaining power of the sacred tree to protect Chu Sheng's heart meridian. She could feel that Chu Sheng's life force was still there and was very tenacious.

"The water's near your throat," Amber suddenly said. "One more time, deeper."

Arthur blushed and lowered her head. She gently cupped Chu Sheng's face, pressed her lips tightly against his, and began to breathe into him as Ambermind had instructed.

Her body pressed against Chu Sheng's, her armor removed, her soaked clothes clinging tightly to her undergarments, her ample chest heaving with each breath. To any onlooker, the scene would seem excessively intimate.

"Wake up." Her lips pressed against his, her voice trembling. "Aren't you so good at talking? Say it now!"

Amber pressed her palm against Chu Sheng's lower abdomen, and the power of the Sacred Tree pushed him upwards sharply: "One more time!"

Arthur lowered his head again, almost forgetting all rules, and just kissed her deeply and haphazardly, no longer able to tell whether he was giving her breath or sucking her.

This time, Chu Sheng finally made a move.

The tongue moved first.

Unconsciously, he entangled himself with Arthur, and the two intertwined in their mouths, making a "tsk tsk" sound.

Arthur didn't react immediately; he just anxiously responded, his cheeks slightly sunken, and he exerted even more effort than Chu Sheng.

What a holy swordsman! He gets so fierce and passionate when he kisses someone, he's lost all sense of passion and doesn't care about his life!

Chu Sheng finally couldn't hold back any longer; his throat trembled, and his chest heaved violently.

"cough!!!"

He choked on a mouthful of lake water.

Arthur immediately turned him to the side and gently patted his back. Chu Sheng coughed a few more times, spitting out water continuously.

He was still unconscious, but his breathing had stabilized.

Arthur slumped on the grass, her lips bright red, not even wiping away saliva. She raised her hand to touch Chu Sheng's neck, confirming that his pulse was still there, and her eyes began to redden slightly.

Amber breathed a sigh of relief, gently placing her fingers on Chu Sheng's forehead, and whispered, "I'm sorry."

Arthur looked up at Amber, whose long, wet hair hung over her shoulders, and whose platinum dress clung to her mature, voluptuous figure.

Arthur was silent for a moment, then said in a low voice, "He's just being silly again."

Amber shook her head: "It's my fault for not protecting him."

"You've protected him so many times already," Arthur patted her shoulder, offering a somewhat awkward reassurance. "The more you do that, the more he takes advantage of you."

Amber paused for a moment, then forced a smile: "That's true."

The two of them looked at Chu Sheng at the same time.

Arthur hesitated for a moment, then reached out and unbuttoned his collar before explaining, "You need to take off your wet clothes, or you'll get hypothermia."

Amber joined in, and the two moved quickly.

In the rush to save lives, formalities were disregarded; his outer robe, shirt, trousers, and boots were all removed. Chu Sheng had very fair skin and looked somewhat thin.

Arthur glanced at it casually, was amazed, blushed slightly, and immediately looked away.

Amber gave rise to large leaves that covered Chu Sheng's area, and glanced at Arthur: "First time seeing this, right? Not now, but when you're in good spirits, you're much better than this."

Arthur draped his cloak over him, then, somewhat embarrassed and annoyed, retorted, "Do you even need to tell me? It's not like I haven't read those stories!"

Amber raised her hand and smoothed Chu Li's wet hair: "So you're admitting you've seen it now? Last time I asked you to tell me something, and you said you hadn't seen it."

Arthur remained silent, exchanging glances with Amber, and both fell silent.

The lakeside was quiet; only the chirping of insects could be heard. After a long while, Amber finally spoke softly, "Could you be more lenient with him in the future?"

Arthur looked up: "What do you mean?"

"We love him, and he loves us." Amber looked directly into her eyes. "Neither of us can live without him, and neither can he. Rather than trying to outdo me, let's..."

Arthur's face flushed crimson: "Your Majesty, watch your words!"

"Arthur, we've all slept in his bed, we've all kissed his lips," Amber interrupted Arthur, her expression unusually serious. "Our mutual dislike will only make things difficult for him in the end."

Arthur lowered his head.

"When you truly love someone, you don't want them to be troubled because of that love. I only recently realized this myself," Amber said softly.

She reached out and slowly peeled back the leaf: "Arthur, I'm willing to share this with you. And you, are you willing?"

On the shore of an unnamed lake in Tianma Territory, two women of such high status and family background that they were respected by most people on the continent were kneeling beside a naked, thin boy.

No one knew what they were talking about, or what agreement they ultimately reached.

Anyway, Chu Sheng didn't know.

When he woke up, he only felt pain and cold.

His lungs hurt, his throat hurt, and he took a groggy breath that nearly choked him.

"Chu Sheng!"

Chu Sheng opened his eyes and the first thing he saw was a strand of wet, golden hair.

Arthur knelt beside him, her white dress clinging to her body and partially transparent, her face filled with anxiety and relief.

Chu Sheng stared at her for a few seconds: "...Are you an angel? Am I dead?"

Arthur's ears turned red: "You can still talk nonsense, so you seem to be alright."

Chu Sheng blinked, then belatedly realized something was wrong.

Why the hell is it so cold?

He slowly lowered his head and saw that his upper body was covered only by a cloak, while his lower body was covered by a large leaf with a faint green light flowing through its veins.

His clothes were gone, and his pants were gone too.

"Wait a minute." Chu Sheng pulled his cloak up a bit. "Where's my husband... wait, where are my clothes?"

Amber knelt on his other side, placed her palm on his forehead to test his temperature, and then spoke softly, "Wet clothes will take away your body heat. After Arthur dragged you ashore, we took off your clothes."

"Don't worry." She smiled. "We're all family, there's nothing we can't see."

Chu Sheng glanced at Arthur guiltily upon hearing this, but Arthur, aside from looking somewhat unnatural, did not refute him.

Ok?

Not right.

But he didn't have time to think it through, because new troubles were brewing.

The blood resumes its circulation, flowing not only to the limbs and bones, but also to other parts of the body.

What's more, two tall, beautiful women, their clothes soaked through, were kneeling beside him, their voluptuous and exaggerated figures faintly visible in the moonlight.

Chu Sheng even hallucinated that he was in a Buddhist temple, surrounded by two flawless white jade Guanyin statues.

He quickly realized that the reaction in one place was a bit inappropriate.

How are Buddhist scriptures recited again?

Chu Sheng closed his eyes in despair. At the crucial moment, what echoed in his mind was the damned "Ma Mi Bei Bei Hong".