197: Moxylunea
"Eh eh?"
Amya froze slightly, but she quickly understood that the giant dragon beneath her was communicating with her through telepathy.
However...
Looking at Evelia, whose small face had already turned somewhat pale, Amya was anxious too. But she was an angel who couldn't use Blessing Technique, so what could she use to heal her!?
Helplessly, she could only quietly tell the giant dragon beneath her in her heart that she couldn't use Blessing Technique, and ask if there was any other way to treat Evelia.
As expected, upon hearing that Amya, a proper angel, couldn't use healing techniques, the giant dragon before her, whose body measured over a hundred meters, instantly stiffened. Immediately after, its angry questioning voice transmitted into Amya's mind.
"Are you kidding me? A proper angel who can't use Blessing Technique? That joke is as brain-dead as a demon saying they have poor physical constitution!"
The voice that came through this time was still that crisp, childish tone from before. Because of this, its angry scolding didn't make people feel angry at all. Instead, it gave people a sense of cute ferocity, like a child trying to act tough.
Of course, if combined with the dragon might radiating from this giant dragon's entire body, probably no one would think it was cute...
But then again, Miss Dragon, are you really not indirectly insulting Evelia too?
Amya didn't know how to respond and could only silently complain in her heart.
"Fine. Useless angel, you don't need to heal her."
Just then, the giant dragon seemed to detect something. The anger and anxiety in its tone instantly vanished, replaced by thick disdain and contempt toward Amya.
"Eve-Eve's injury..."
At the same time, Amya also noticed that despite not receiving any form of treatment, and even being in a weakened anemic state, the hideous wound on Evelia's wrist had actually started to heal on its own!
Faint golden light covered the deep, bone-visible knife wound on Evelia's wrist. The blood that originally wouldn't stop flowing no matter what gradually ceased, and even the sides of the wound began to grow tiny muscle fibers.
But it had to be said, Evelia was truly ruthless to herself. With this one cut, her wrist was almost only connected to her forearm by bone and a few shreds of flesh. If she had used just a bit more force, she might have directly cut off her own hand alive!
Fortunately, the bleeding had stopped. Judging by the current healing speed of her wound, she should be completely out of danger in less than a minute.
And what made Amya most happy was that Evelia's small face, which had been somewhat pale from excessive blood loss, was now gradually regaining its color as the wound slowly healed.
"Mmm..."
About twenty or thirty seconds later, the wound on Evelia's wrist had basically completely healed. She herself wrinkled her nose and woke up groggily.
"Eve-Eve!"
Seeing Evelia wake up, Amya's nose tingled immediately, and she pounced over like the wind.
When Evelia had cut her own wrist earlier, it had really scared her. If it were any other demon, Amya wouldn't have worried about any problems at all. After all, the demon race's physical constitution was right there. But the key was that Evelia was too special. Her constitution was weak enough to sit at the same table as elves. Amya was genuinely worried something might happen to her!
But now it was fine. From the looks of it, although Evelia didn't have the strong physique of other demons, she had still inherited the demon race's most basic self-healing ability.
"Amya? Waah!"
Evelia opened her eyes with some difficulty and subconsciously wanted to use her hand to prop herself up. But of all hands to use, she had to use her left hand that had just recovered from injury! With Evelia's unconscious exertion, the hand tendons that had just finished self-healing and were still in a fragile stage nearly snapped! Evelia immediately let out a painful whimper and flopped back down with a "thud."
"Eve-Eve! You, who told you to be so reckless!"
Amya's nose tingled, but she still put on an angry expression and opened her mouth to properly lecture Evelia.
"I... I just thought I'd give it my all, you know? Look? Didn't it work?"
Evelia smiled with a guilty conscience and conveniently patted the scales of the giant dragon beneath her.
"Forgive my bluntness, Your Highness, but this was indeed very risky of you. If not for the excessive blood loss just happening to trigger your body's self-protection mechanism, you really would have been in danger this time!"
The giant dragon's crisp, sweet but thoroughly cold voice appeared in Evelia and Amya's minds again. As expected, she also started lecturing Evelia right off the bat.
"If you do this again next time, even I will have to suggest to Lord Satan that you be brought back from the human world directly, and not be allowed to run around anymore."
"Eh eh eh! I was wrong, Moxylunea! Don't tell my old dad! I'm begging you!"
Upon hearing that the other party wanted to tattle to her old dad, Evelia could only admit defeat on the spot. Although her family status was higher than Satan's, if it was a situation involving her safety, Satan would definitely prioritize her safety first and bring her back to Hell without any consideration for anything else.
At that point, even if Evelia had a big fight with Satan, he probably wouldn't release her back again...
"Oh? Princess? Satan? Eve-Eve, not going to explain to me?"
Just then, Amya suddenly put on an expression as if she had heard something very interesting and came over with a smile.
"Um, Moxylunea, your telepathy..."
Evelia's face instantly stiffened, and she looked somewhat uncomfortably down at the giant dragon beneath them that was carrying them as it circled and flew through midair.
"Hm? What about it, Your Highness? It's been on this whole time, you know?"
The cool, sweet child's voice rang out. Moxylunea's tone clearly carried a hint of innocence and confusion. After all, in her understanding, Evelia's identity wasn't something that had to be hidden. On the contrary, letting everyone know Evelia's identity might actually help ensure her safety.
After all, if someone wanted to touch Satan's daughter, they would have to weigh whether they could withstand the Seven Demon Kings plus the Hell Lords all coming together for a "team building" house call.
"..."
Evelia fell briefly silent. She understood all the reasoning, but while walking around outside, her demon personality was rather casual, and she really didn't want others to know her true identity.
"Sorry, Amya."
After brief consideration, Evelia sat up and solemnly apologized to Amya.
"I didn't intend to hide my identity, but... the current situation isn't suitable for a detailed discussion. After everything is over, I'll tell you everything you want to know, okay?"
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