Opening an office in Taila

Chapter 324 Helpless

After Precys left, Jingyu collapsed to the ground. Only then did the guards rush in.

"Who goes there?! How dare you trespass into His Majesty's bedchamber!" several guards shouted angrily.

However, when Song Yufeng turned around, several guards immediately knelt down.

"It's actually Lord Song Yufeng! May I ask what brings you here so late at night, Lord Song?"

"His Majesty was almost in danger! Someone tried to assassinate him, but thankfully I arrived in time. His Majesty is now unharmed, just unconscious. If I had been any slower, something might have happened to His Majesty, and you would all have lost your heads!" Song Yufeng said angrily. To be honest, he was indeed not very satisfied with this. It was too slow; the guards only arrived about a minute later.

"We have neglected our duties, please spare our lives, Lord Song..." The guards were so frightened that they were at a loss for what to do and kowtowed repeatedly to confess their sins.

"Fine, I'll let you off this time, but don't let it happen again. Go, summon the Imperial Guards and the Imperial Physicians!"

"Yes, yes, yes! Thank you for your mercy, sir!" The guards kowtowed several more times and then scrambled out of the room.

Damn it, is this the kind of trash the emperor's guards are?

Song Yufeng was very dissatisfied with this. Then, he put Jingyu on the bed. As far as he could see, Jingyu was fine and her complexion was normal.

Damn it, what is Prissis doing now? Song Yufeng was still thinking about what Prissis had said earlier. He was a god, in other words, his body was a creation of the previous civilization. And now it seemed that the god's plan had definitely gone out of control. But if Prissis regained control of the plan and controlled all the gods, wouldn't Terra be completely doomed?

Song Yufeng felt increasingly anxious. The issue of Lentinium was still unresolved, and an even greater threat was already looming before him.

"Lord Song! Lord Song! How is His Majesty?" An old man rushed in anxiously.

"You can see for yourself, doctor. I think it shouldn't be a big problem," Song Yufeng said.

The imperial physician was busy examining Jingyu, while several Imperial Guards of the Great Yan Dynasty also rushed over. They bowed to Song Yufeng, and before Song Yufeng could speak, the leading Imperial Guard said, "This was our oversight. Please punish us, Lord Song."

"I won't ask anything else, I just want to know, are those the kind of people who protect His Majesty?" Song Yufeng frowned.

"This... was actually ordered by His Majesty. His Majesty is already a formidable fighter, and after training, he can even handle two or three Imperial Guards at the same time. Therefore, His Majesty doesn't value the guards much, and most of the guards are Imperial Guard apprentices."

Song Yufeng was speechless. So, Jingyu was also partly to blame for this.

"Alright, I know about this. You don't need to tell anyone else about this, including my return. Don't spread the word," Song Yufeng said.

"Yes, Lord Song."

Just then, Jingyu's voice came from behind.

"Brother Song!" Jingyu suddenly sat up, startling the imperial physician who was taking her pulse.

Everyone present, except for Song Yufeng, quickly knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, please take care of your health!"

"I...I'm fine...You all go out, and no one should make a sound about this. I need to talk to General Song."

"However, Your Majesty, I still suggest that your health be examined," the imperial physician said, kneeling on the ground.

"No need for the doctor. I know my own body well. Everyone, please leave!"

Seeing Jingyu's firm attitude, the others naturally couldn't say anything and could only slowly leave amidst repeated farewells.

After everyone left, Jingyu finally couldn't hold on any longer and collapsed into Song Yufeng's arms.

"I saw it," Jingyu said softly.

"Priss?" Song Yufeng hugged Jingyu tightly. To be honest, if Song Yufeng knew that Priss had been hiding inside his body all along, he would have been scared to death. Just now, when he confronted that guy, Song Yufeng was already sweating profusely. Song Yufeng knew very well that if he hadn't been a creation of the previous civilization and if Priss hadn't not fully recovered, his fate might have been similar to that of Kal'tsit back then—turning into dust.

“Brother Song, I saw her stroking my face, saying that I am her successor… What should I do…” Jingyu looked helplessly at Song Yufeng.

But the problem is that Song Yufeng is also struggling with how to deal with Precys.

What exactly does "inheritor" mean? Does Priscilla know that Jingyu and he are time travelers? What exactly is Jingyu's body? Why is she the only one chosen by Priscilla?

Song Yufeng felt that this matter could not be delayed any longer; the only person he could rely on now was Hai Mao.

As for Ursus, Song Yufeng asked Jingyu to talk to Ursus first, while he immediately returned to Londinium. He wanted to ask Haimao what he should do about the appearance of Precys.