After Being Sold Out By The Empire, I Decide To Assist The Demon King
Chapter 128 - 127: Death is Never Scarce on the Battlefield

Chapter 128: Chapter 127: Death is Never Scarce on the Battlefield

"I say, is this really necessary?"

Yila continued flying rapidly without changing his expression, even though Wolf seemed a bit shy. He glanced at Wolf, who he was holding in a princess carry, and said, "Your speed was too slow, even slower than Satan Ye."

Satan Ye looked at Wolf being carried by Yila, then nodded and said comforting words: "We need to get back to the Demon King Territory as quickly as possible. Is it uncomfortable being held like this? Or are you just not used to it?"

Uncomfortable?

How should Wolf put it... Because of the Crimson Dragon’s power, Yila’s embrace was very warm, and he was very considerate, avoiding any sensitive spots.

So, Wolf felt a sense of nostalgia, like lying in her mother’s arms.

This feeling, it was hard to say it was uncomfortable, so...

"Just not quite used to it."

That was all Wolf could say. She looked at Yila’s back, feeling a bit awkward, and suggested, "If possible, could you carry me on your back... although it might not be too comfortable either."

Actually, Yila understood this too. Compared to holding someone face-to-face, carrying someone on the back was undoubtedly less intimate. If he could, he would rather carry someone on his back than hold them.

"I have wings on my back..."

Yila said this and noticed Wolf awkwardly smiling. He gestured and suggested, "Maybe I could carry you on my shoulder?"

Wolf imagined that scenario and decided to veto the suggestion by shaking her head.

"Maybe we could choose a slightly slower option... After all, we’ve flown past the forest. How about horseback riding until we reach the next forest?"

Yila asked this, and Satan Ye, who was already tired from flying, nodded decisively. She happily agreed: "Let’s ride horses, let’s ride horses~ I’ve been exhausted these past days."

However, Wolf seemed very puzzled. She looked around but saw no horses.

"If we can ride horses, that’d be best, but..."

Where are the horses?

Wolf was about to ask but suddenly felt Yila diving rapidly towards the ground. The wind pressure was so strong that she couldn’t open her mouth.

Just before landing, Yila quickly decelerated and landed lightly on the ground, as gracefully as a butterfly or dragonfly. Satan Ye followed closely, but...

"Smack!"

Because Satan Ye didn’t slow down, she stepped right into the mud with one foot... This grassy area seemed perpetually wet and muddy since it was adjacent to a marsh.

"Awww!!!!"

Satan Ye let out a cute cry of distress as she pulled her foot out of the mud.

Yila shook his head helplessly and gestured for Satan Ye to fly up. With the trigger of his incantation "Third Wing Pillar·Blood Clan·Wing Spread," a thin stream of blood flowed from his wrist and cleaned Satan Ye’s shoes.

Then, he casually tossed the blood onto the grass... That patch of grass would become quite fertile afterward, wouldn’t it?

"Second Wing Pillar·Headless Knight·Wing Spread!"

With Yila’s words, black mana gradually appeared beneath him, forming a structure that elevated him and the Wolf he was holding.

Wolf curiously looked down and saw a headless armored warhorse with its head replaced by a ghostly blue flame. She found herself being transferred to the back of the horse amidst the dizzying motion.

Satan Ye quickly mounted the horse in front of Yila, sitting between Yila’s arms that gripped the reins, holding onto the horse’s neck to steady herself.

"Hold on to me,"

Yila instructed, and after Wolf confirmed he was speaking to her, her tail swayed in confusion but her hands decisively grabbed his waist.

Then, as they shot forward like an arrow, she understood the necessity of his command.

"Second Wing Pillar? What is that?"

Wolf asked... It was worth mentioning that Governors were quite mysterious in many countries. Most nations had only a rudimentary understanding of Governors.

Even the empire’s enemies among the monsters didn’t fully grasp why the Forbidden Magic Stones didn’t affect Governors.

Within the empire itself, most nobles were unclear about the operation of Governors. Unless they had researched Yila extensively, they didn’t even know the limitations of Governors... For example, Vera was unaware that Governors couldn’t have offspring.

So, countries like the Beastman Country that had not warred with the empire might only find Governors to be "powerful," "fearsome," "reapers of the weak," or "overwhelmingly dominant over non-humans."

"The Governor’s power mechanism involves converting all of their own mana into the Wing Pillars that bear the mana of others. The trigger summons the mana within the Wing Pillar, and due to the World Tree’s directive nature, many mana summoning rules can be bypassed."

Yila said this while looking at the confused expressions of Satan Ye and Wolf. He pondered for a moment and decided to explain in simpler terms: "The four Wing Pillars have different roles. Different mana inserted into the different Wing Pillar slots grant various abilities."

"The first Wing Pillar is the ’core’ Wing Pillar. When I insert the Crimson Dragon’s mana, I am almost like a Crimson Demon Dragon. The second Wing Pillar is for ’mobility’; inserting Headless Knight mana manifests the warhorse, while inserting Blood Clan mana turns it into a fast-moving blood mist."

Seeing the two’s growing curiosity, Yila continued: "The third Wing Pillar is for magic or ’ranged’ attacks, and the fourth one is for close combat or ’weapon’ skills."

"..."

"So, how do you obtain other people’s mana?"

Wolf inquired.

"Wait for nearby non-humans to die, or... they could give it to me willingly."

Yila said this, and he and Satan Ye exchanged a knowing smile.

...

Wolf began to understand a bit more but still had questions. She held Yila tightly and asked: "So, how does a Governor obtain their first mana? When there’s nothing in the Wing Pillar, what is the Governor’s combat power like?"

"Without wings, a Governor is extremely weak."

Yila answered decisively while the puzzled "Huh?" sounded from behind. He chuckled lightly and continued: "Governors are a profession born for the battlefield, and on the battlefield..."

"Death is never in short supply."