The bad value system is measuring values.

Chapter 82 Red Liquid and Azure Gem

On a sunny day, Qiao Xiao walked openly down the street, holding a piece of Marigold's beard in her hand.

This beard is no ordinary thing; it contains magical power that allows Qiao Xiao to become invisible.

At noon, the sun was high in the sky, its rays shining directly on the ground. Marigold's beard began to emit powerful magical energy, enveloping Qiao Xiao and making her body transparent, as if she were invisible.

Qiao Xiao gripped the magical beard in her hand tightly and cautiously approached the side hall.

She moved with agility, easily leaping over the high wall and entering this mysterious place.

"This is the side hall."

Qiao Xiao murmured to herself. The side hall before her was completely different from what she had imagined; it was not as harmonious and beautiful as in fairy tales.

This place feels eerie and terrifying, like a corner forgotten by time. Similar to the Cold Palace, it also gives off a desolate feeling.

Unlike the Cold Palace, only one person lives here.

Although the side hall looked somewhat old and dilapidated, it was still clean and tidy.

Schertz had clearly taken care to clean the place and made an effort to keep it tidy.

Qiao Xiao stood quietly in the center of the side hall, looking around.

“Sipoz?” she called softly.

She gently lowered her magical beard, revealing her true form.

Suddenly, she felt an unusual gust of wind. It was the sound of a sword blade cutting through the air.

She dodged away as fast as she could.

But it was too late.

A cut was made on his ear, and blood slowly flowed out.

That's fast! This speed!

She gasped in shock at the attack she was experiencing, realizing she might not be a match for him.

"Fari!" A familiar voice called out; it was Spitz.

Spartz couldn't believe he had hurt her, and he instantly dropped the sword he was holding onto the ground.

"I'm sorry, I hurt you." He humbly bent over, trembling as he wiped the blood flowing from her wound.

Qiao Xiao: "You've become stronger, Spitz." She said calmly.

No, it's not that you've gotten stronger, but rather that you've finally shown your true strength, Spitz. I underestimated you before.

Schertz carefully touched her wounds with his treasured healing ointment, his voice tinged with humility: "I'm sorry, are you alright?"

At this moment, he seemed to have fallen from a proud peak to the dust, and his tone made his proud body look like a tiny ant.

Qiao Xiao chuckled and shook her head: "This little injury is nothing to me. You are underestimating the resilience of a knight."

She gently tugged at her earlobe to show that she was alright.

Shi Bozi stopped Qiao Xiao's actions, saying, "Don't hurt yourself."

He stared intently at her face, as if he had rediscovered a precious treasure: "You've finally come to see me." His tone was aggrieved and sad.

Qiao Xiao: "You know, Spitz, the King doesn't allow anyone to visit you."

Upon hearing this, Sporz was visibly taken aback. He was clearly unaware of the matter, having been isolated and cut off from the world since his imprisonment.

Spoelstra was filled with remorse, realizing that he had spoken too impulsively. He said apologetically, "I miss you so much, Fali. I know how difficult it was for you to come see me. Forgive my complaints and selfishness. I just couldn't suppress my longing for you. Please forgive me, Fali. Forgive me."

His apology was full of sincerity.

Qiao Xiao: "Of course I forgive you, Spitz. While you were away, I was thinking of ways to bring down this fake king."

Spitz: "I know what to do, Fali. I have to go to the Enchanted Forest myself."

Qiao Xiao's voice involuntarily rose: "The Magic Forest? How did he know about this place?"

Sipoz: "Yes, I know you're worried about me, but for our happiness, I must go there myself to obtain powerful magic to defeat the imposter king."

Qiao Xiao: "But I'm worried about leaving you alone, so I'll have my knight, Eric, go with you."

Spartz's tone was thick with jealousy: "Eric, is that the knight you personally chose, Fali?"

Qiao Xiao quickly clarified, "You know he's not my personal knight."

As Spoelstra gazed at her captivating expression born of melancholy, a warm feeling welled up within him. He involuntarily leaned forward and gently touched the back of Qiao Xiao's hand, sealing it with a kiss.

"Alright, my future queen, I promise you, I will take him with me to the Magic Forest."

Qiao Xiao felt a subtle touch on the back of her hand, as if a gentle breeze had brushed past, carrying the faint coolness and gentleness left by his thin lips.

Qiao Xiao: "Have you figured out how you're going to get out?"

Spoelstra smiled faintly: "I already knew how to get out, I just wanted to see you one last time before I left?"

Qiao Xiao asked in confusion, "Then why didn't you just come to find me?"

A hint of vulnerability flashed in Spartz's eyes: "I'm afraid you won't want to see me. What if all the love you've said is just an illusion? I'd rather die."

He kissed Qiao Xiao's hand again.

Spitz: "I'm going to leave tonight."

Qiao Xiao: "So fast?"

Spartz: "Yes, I really wish we could have some peace and quiet soon, my Queen."

He pulled a small glass bottle from deep inside his clothes. The liquid inside was vibrant and red, like a newly blooming rose, exuding an unusual aura. "If you need to activate that magic mirror, just drip a drop of this liquid into the bottle."

Qiao Xiao took the glass bottle, her gaze shifting between the red liquid and the obsessive, dangerous look in Shi Bozi's eyes. A sense of unease rose within her, a ripple of unease spreading through her heart. "Okay, Shi Bozi, I'll wait for you to come back."

Then, she took off a jade-green gem from her neck, the gem radiating a warm luster.

“This gem is like my eye. It is my favorite. Keep it with you. Seeing it is like seeing me.”

Schubert gazed at the gemstone, its color resembling his own eyes, a gentle smile curving his lips. He held the gemstone tightly and answered softly, "Fari, I will."

Fali picked up the magical beard: "I should go now, it's getting late, and the magic on the beard is about to wear off."

As Spohr watched her receding figure, his eyes filled with lingering reluctance, his heart a mix of emotions, bitter and hard to describe.

A cool breeze blew by, inadvertently brushing aside his sleeves and revealing a series of striking, horrifying, and shocking knife wounds.

In the days without Qiao Xiao by his side, he could not suppress the suicidal thoughts and could only choose to relieve the pain and seek relief by cutting his wrists.

He carefully collected every drop of blood in that glass bottle.

He never regretted it, and even felt that even if Fali had never appeared, this loneliness and pain was his due destiny.

If Fali needs it, take it. Let his rotting body melt away in this deserted side hall, and let his blood be reborn in the hands of his lover.

Even in death, the act of protecting and the promise will make the deep and desperate love immortal.