Chapter 119 Chapter 119 I'm leaving.
Su Cheng ran all the way back, turned around in the square, and saw the mayor and Charles from afar.
The mother and son were talking in the porch of the town hall. She made some noise to show that she had no intention of eavesdropping, then moved closer.
The silver-haired young man was the first to turn his head and saw the anxiety on the girl's face. "...What's wrong?"
Su Cheng looked around. "I heard some conversations."
She gathered her thoughts and recounted the entire story without adding any subjective emotions or speculations.
She knew that Iron Cage Town was burned down by the so-called bandits, and the mayor and his family were tragically killed, but the Waynes in front of her did not know this.
And whether they believe what they say is debatable.
Who knows if she was sent by the Vatican or a secret cult, intending to mislead them with certain information and force them to make a certain decision?
"Is that what Orina said?" The mayor frowned slightly. "We've held numerous meetings to discuss the Blood Tree Crystal issue. We authorized her to negotiate as a representative, striving for the most favorable deal, a contract that would protect people's livelihoods as much as possible, not—"
Yisha closed her eyes. "Iron Cage Town is unfit to be the prey of two hungry wolves. She might destroy it."
Su Cheng breathed a sigh of relief.
At least the mayor should still believe in himself.
"...Not to mention that it involves the Blood Tree Crystal, which is inherently very sensitive."
Charles whispered, "Mother, perhaps we can talk to—"
"This isn't your business," Yisha interrupted her eldest son. "Go back first. I'll gather the clan leaders and the Chamber of Commerce to discuss this."
After she finished speaking, she turned to Su Cheng and bowed seriously, "Sir, thank you again."
After saying that, he left in a hurry.
Su Cheng looked at Charles, "Why does she think you shouldn't care? Aren't you the best fighter in your town?"
"...That's two different things," Charles said without any resentment. "According to the rules, each family can only have one representative participate in the meeting. Mother just doesn't want to complicate things."
Su Cheng thought for a moment, "How about sending your younger brother and sister to Jinpo City to study? The schools there are not as good as those in the Divine Capital, but at least they are not far from here, and—"
"You think something's going to happen?" Charles asked immediately. "So you want them to move out?"
Su Cheng shrugged.
He was silent for a few seconds, "Where are the others?"
Su Cheng crossed his arms and asked, "Do you think I'm a good person?"
"...I think you are, otherwise you wouldn't have to worry about them."
"Okay, then treat me as one, but there are limits. Many people die in this world every day, and I don't care about every one of them."
Su Cheng said calmly, "I am just that kind of person. You can warn the people in your town. What they do is their business. But I can pay for your younger siblings to get into those schools. I can also talk to the teachers there. My magic level is enough to be their recommendation. As for you, as long as you leave this town, you can easily make a lot of money or seize power you can't imagine. Then you can repay me however you want, or not at all. You've taught me a lot anyway."
The silver-haired young man frowned slightly and looked at her, as if he wanted to say something but didn't know how to start, so he could only remain silent.
After a while.
"...The mother might not agree to send the child away."
Charles whispered, "Because it will cause panic in the town."
Su Cheng looked at him expressionlessly.
"But I will do it because I care about my family more than those people."
He said in a firm tone, "What can Mother do to me? She can't kill me, right? So let's do as you say. Let's go back first and I'll have them pack their things."
Charles found his younger brothers and sisters having fun in the square, bought them various snacks, and coaxed the children back home.
Su Cheng did not participate in the conversation between the brother and sister, but returned to his room and thought about the so-called blood of the ancient god.
She mentioned this to the mayor, but he didn't respond at all.
Whether it's because of an urgent issue or to deliberately avoid——
This is definitely quite complicated.
Ancient God.
A false god of emptiness.
These two names describe the same being.
Moreover, these things are taboo, and people from the Church and the secret sects do not allow the relevant knowledge to be spread.
Judging from these two words, it seems that some changes have occurred, so the ancient gods have been given the title of false gods.
Su Cheng leaned on the sofa with his eyes closed, thinking, but suddenly heard a strange slight noise.
The moment she opened her eyes, the shadow on the carpet also twisted, as if wrinkled by an invisible hand, and the shadow cast by the coffee table bulged into sharp corners.
A short and thin figure suddenly jumped out from the dark shadows, and the short blade in his hand flashed with a dark blue poisonous light, and pounced towards him in mid-air.
Su Cheng: “…”
Without thinking, she teleported and threw a cut at the same time.
The man probably thought she was asleep, and was surprised to see her open her eyes, but he still maintained his original attack.
Immediately afterwards, two invisible cracks crossed the room, severing both of the assassin's arms.
Even with such injuries, the assassin did not scream, but immediately fell to the ground.
——This is a user of shadow magic.
If he were to come into contact with the shadow on the ground again, he would most likely use it to escape.
The next second, a silver-white light shot out, pierced through the assassin's spine, and nailed him to the ground.
The chains condensed from fighting spirit instantly unfolded, covering the assassin's body like a net, causing the magic power in his body to stagnate.
Su Cheng turned his head to look at the silver-haired young man at the door, "...I wanted to let him go and track down the real owner."
This person was most likely sent by the Assassin's Guild. He probably had no grudge against her and was just commissioned to do so.
As she said this, she had already released a wind perception in her hand. Several smoky green winds jumped out through the window and quickly ran in all directions.
The Wayne family's house was on high ground, surrounded by hills and grassy slopes. There were no other houses nearby, only occasional passers-by leaving the town.
There shouldn't be a lot of people here at this time.
But if someone guides the assassin or is eager to get the assassin's reward, they may be waiting nearby.
This is just a guess.
Su Cheng didn't have much hope, anyway they could still interrogate the assassin.
But she soon heard something.
She heard the sound of someone pacing anxiously back and forth—
Su Cheng disappeared on the spot.
She was very familiar with the surrounding environment and was directly teleported to the back of a warehouse a few hundred meters away. Sure enough, there was a short, fat, brown-haired man hiding there.
The man looked to be in his forties, dressed quite richly, wearing silk and satin, and had several jewel rings on his hands.
"you!"
He was startled by the sudden appearance of the figure, and when he looked closely, his face turned pale, "You, you, you!"
"Well, it's me. I'm not dead." Su Cheng crossed his arms. "Are you disappointed?"
Bang!
Charles appeared beside her, threw the assassin with his arms cut off to the ground, and looked at the brown-haired man with a sullen expression, "Why?"
"Charles!" the man shouted as if he had seen a savior. "Your mother said at the meeting... although she didn't mention any names, how many people in this town could eavesdrop on the conversation between the Vatican and the secret cult without being discovered? Besides you and your son, there are only a few who can do it!"
He looked at the stranger in front of him, "She's the only one! She knows too much, about the Blood Tree Crystal, about the Blood of the Ancient Gods. That's heresy! This is a secret that will get us slaughtered and silenced! What will happen to those radical clergy if she tells them?"
Su Cheng couldn't help but frown, "Do I need to tell anyone about this? The two envoys doing business with you know about this, right?"
"That's different!" the man retorted. "There are also many factions within the Church and the Esoteric Cult, and they all have different attitudes towards these things... And you, you're a mage practicing heretical sorcery! Who knows if you're a wanted criminal in disguise? Or a follower of some false god?!"
Su Cheng sneered and turned to look at Charles, "Obviously you know him, and your mother knows him too. Now I want to kill him. For the sake of your teaching me, I'm telling you this."
Charles said nothing.
The brown-haired man was stunned for a moment, his face first showing shock, then anger, "Charles! Don't you understand! She knows too much..."
The silver-haired young man stood there motionless.
The brown-haired man cursed loudly, "You black-hearted guy, Charles Vane, I held you in my arms when you were a child, and I helped your mother with so many things-"
Charles glanced at him and turned away.
"No!" The man seemed to finally realize the problem, "No, no, no, my child is still young--"
Then his neck was cut by the wind blade.
Su Cheng looked at the corpse on the ground, then looked at the stern profile of the silver-haired young man, and suddenly felt bored.
She took out a handful of gold coins and threw them into the man's pocket. "This money is enough for you to buy a small house in Jinpo City."
Charles took her wrist and asked, "Where are you going?"
"I don't think he's the only one who thinks that way," Su Cheng said calmly, "so I'm leaving."
He looked a little flustered, and his slender fingers clasped around the girl's wrist exerted a little force, "But——"
"Have you ever thought about this, Charles," Su Cheng looked up at him, "you've been staying here all the time and you haven't met many people, so you might think I'm special, and maybe I'm not the kind of person you really appreciate."
A trace of sadness lingered in his gray-blue eyes. "...What about you? You must have been to many places and met many people. I'm like some kind of small-town specialty wine. You take a sip whenever you get the chance, and when you feel you've had enough, you'll leave and only think of me occasionally."
Su Cheng laughed, "You are indeed very unique, but not quite what you think. However, my favorite wine will never speak to me like this."
"Because he knows you will always think of him," the silver-haired young man sighed, "no matter where you are, no matter what you are doing."
The smile on Su Cheng's face gradually faded, revealing an undisguised expression of loss, "What's the use?"
She paused, "…Also, that doesn't mean I don't like you."
Charles looked at her speechlessly, as if wondering how she could give such a shameless answer so calmly.
Su Cheng spread his hands. "Does this make you feel more comfortable with our separation? Maybe you think I'm more of a jerk, so you won't be so sad?"
He sighed, returned the gold coins to her, and handed her an apple.
Su Cheng: "Is this a local custom?"
Charles shook his head slightly, "I planted this in the back hill... I don't know why, it was always sour in the past few years, but this year when you came, it suddenly became sweet."
Su Cheng was silent for a moment, then looked down at the ripe apple. It was an almost lustrous red, with a frosty fruit wax covering its skin.
She could smell the sweet aroma of the fruit flesh, mixed with the warmth of the sun.
Su Cheng: "I thought that since the ancient gods have blessed you, everything you plant will grow here."
Charles: "That's right, that's why the fruit trees are still alive. I'm not good at this. If I were in another place, they would probably all die."
Su Cheng couldn't help laughing, "You know——"
"Let's go," Charles said. "If the cult knew there were people like you, they wouldn't send a gang of bandits. Even the top masters in the cult would be hard to deal with."
Having said that, he disappeared from the spot.
Su Cheng: "Okay."
It was difficult for her to judge who the future God of Purity would be.
——The teasing I made in front of the God of Jealousy was partly sincere, and partly said to please him.
But no matter what, Mr. Wayne at the moment may still feel that she is not that kind and beautiful, but at the same time he can't help but think about her.
Su Cheng had already imagined this situation and just wanted to go back to Jinpo City first.
After all, that place is half of her hometown, and she is relatively familiar with it, which makes it easy for her to integrate into the environment and perhaps find out more information.
She once rode a magical beast across the valley, and now she was just returning in the opposite direction. Because she could use space magic to teleport, in a sense, the speed was even faster.
The mountains and plains in spring are overflowing with fresh green, the fields are shining with golden ears of new wheat, streams cut through the emerald green plains, and silver light bands meander down from the mountains.
After leaving Tielong Town, the mountains gradually became flatter. When she got tired of teleporting, she would stop to rest for a while, staring at the outlines of the distant mountains swaying under the blue sky.
On the outskirts of a town at the foot of a mountain, a gurgling clear river flows around, and there are several snow-white Pegasus by the river.
They half-folded their broad, plump, white wings, the edges of their feathers shone with a pearly luster, and their hooves stepped on the pebbles on the river bank, picking up water droplets.
A moment later, Su Cheng saw the people next to the herd of horses.
Two knight attendants in black armor were polishing the gold ornaments on the saddles.
There were a few other people standing a little further away. Their black armor had more intricate and gorgeous reliefs, and it was obvious that they were of even higher status.
In the middle of these people stood a tall and straight figure.
The man's silver braids hung down behind him, like frozen stars on a winter night, and his half-handsome profile was as quiet as a painting in the sunlight.
He wore a gorgeous battle robe with a cloak hanging from his shoulders, and gold and silver carvings winding from the breastplate to the greaves, which made his figure look more heroic and elegant.
After a few seconds, the silver-haired man turned his head and looked over.
From a distance of more than a hundred meters, his gaze passed over the rushing river and lush bushes, looking at the black-haired girl on the hillside.
Su Cheng met those gorgeous eyes that were neither blue nor green.
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