Chapter 132 Chapter 132 Surprise.
Su Cheng turned around silently.
Ian stood two steps behind her, his expression as calm and composed as ever.
Su Cheng looked at Ling Yang again, "...Do you know who he is?"
Ling Yang: “?”
Zhan En couldn't even help but raise his eyebrows slightly, revealing a look of emotion that said, "You finally understand."
Ling Yang coughed lightly, "I had the honor of witnessing the Holy Rite Festival ten years ago."
The legion commander bowed his head as he spoke.
Su Cheng was not surprised by his respect. After all, these priests' attitudes towards gods would definitely not be the same as his own.
Su Cheng: "Please don't mind, I don't have any other relationship with him worth mentioning——"
Ian stared at her in silence for a few seconds, "You're still angry."
Su Cheng: "I don't—"
Ian continued, "You know you shouldn't be angry. Intellectually, you think it's the right thing to happen, but you just can't help it."
"Okay," Su Cheng crossed his arms, "To be honest, you might not be my favorite... but I care about you, too. Otherwise, why would I have done all those things to you before? You don't have to force me, because I'm not against admitting this anyway."
From an angle she couldn't see, the expressions of the other two men became extremely horrified.
Ian sighed softly, "No, now you're the one who misunderstood. I'm not forcing you to admit anything. I'm asking how you think we should resolve this."
Su Cheng looked up at the sky and said, "Just wait a bit."
"Really?" Ian frowned slightly. "I know many couples rely on time to ease their disagreements and conflicts, but I don't think that's a good idea. It will only make it more likely that problems will arise in our future relationships. Negative emotions that aren't resolved will simply linger. I think we should communicate more and resolve those issues—"
Su Cheng looked at him helplessly, "First of all, we have no disagreements, and secondly, we are not a couple... No, that's the other way around. First of all, we are not a couple, and secondly, we both understand what's going on. You are just that kind of person. Once you have no more interest in someone, you will behave like that. To be frank, I think it's good. Otherwise, wouldn't it be a complete collapse of your character?"
Ian seemed to be trying to comprehend the last part, "Yeah, it is."
"Come to think of it," Su Cheng suddenly revealed a somewhat malicious smile, "You can also give me a surprise, or do something to make me happy -"
She raised her hand and circled around her right eye, tracing the image of a wine glass and grapes. "Make this area bright enough so that I can hear His laughter."
Zhan En: “…”
Ling Yang: “…”
Obviously, both of them knew that it was referring to the God of Joy.
Their expressions became more and more weird.
The two high-ranking clergymen looked at each other silently. Ling Yang gave him an incredulous look, while Zhan En just shook his head silently.
Ian looked at her thoughtfully. "Which would please you more: giving you some unexpected surprise or fulfilling a specific wish of yours?"
Su Cheng was stunned for a moment, "I don't know, but I can't think of any wish——"
The curse was resolved and immortality was obtained.
A variety of thoughts flashed through my mind.
You can't just say you want to see the team leader.
She knew that Kai must have other things to do, and he might not be in the imperial capital at this moment, or even not in the empire anymore.
Su Cheng suddenly thought of the God of Purity.
Su Cheng: "Can you answer me a question? When the God of Purity was a human, was his last name Wayne?"
Ian: “…Yeah.”
Su Cheng had almost confirmed this matter, and he felt even more headache after hearing this.
——It was hard for her to say what that guy would think if he saw the scene in the trial.
Do you want to kill her even more?
After all, she had kissed him passionately the day before yesterday, and within two days she had gone to visit High Court.
For someone like him, this would be a huge blasphemy.
and.
She seemed to have done something bad to him before, near his mother's memorial.
Su Cheng: "You——"
Su Cheng originally wanted to ask about your relationship with him, and asked if he could ask for him. But then he changed his mind and thought, Xiao Ma's personality made it seem like he didn't get along well with his colleagues.
It's not necessarily that the relationship is bad, it's just that he always seems too serious, or too blunt.
She vaguely remembered that it was written in the book that other gods complained about her boring personality.
Su Cheng actually didn't think Ian had done anything wrong, so he didn't want him to deal with an embarrassing situation.
Su Cheng: "Just give me some surprises. It doesn't matter what you do. There won't be any negative emotions accumulated. I'm not a child."
After saying this, she suddenly felt that this was also very stupid.
After all, her age is not even a fraction of his.
"Hmm," Ian pondered for a moment, "I have an idea."
After saying that, he left.
Su Cheng turned to face the other two stunned men, "Gentlemen... shall we go eat? Um, I can treat you two as well?"
Zhan En said that he still had work to do, "When you are done here, come find me at the Hall of Thousand Knowledges."
Ling Yang's drooping ears slowly stood up, and he looked at the girl in front of him, "Let me lead the way. Besides, you've come from afar, so I should be the one treating you."
…
Divine realm.
Ian stood beside the statue holding a water bottle, looking at the clear water splashing in the air, and then looked at the silver-haired young man standing respectfully beside him.
His gaze swept across the other person, scrutinizing the frost-colored hair and the handsome, holy face that seemed sculpted from ice and snow.
"Charles," he began thoughtfully, "you'd like to see her, don't you?"
The silver-haired young man was silent for two seconds, "Your Majesty—"
"So," Ian smiled, "I decided to do you a favor."
…
Outside the two-story tavern built with ivory marble, golden vine-like carvings are wrapped around the window frames, and in front of the window is a shimmering blue lake.
The midday light poured into the room, falling on the two young men who were drinking from their glasses.
There are also oil paintings of gods' pilgrimage hanging on the walls, a thick silver-white velvet carpet on the floor, and the stone table is polished to an extremely bright finish that can reflect people's reflections.
This is an upscale tavern located on the outskirts of the holy city. There are not many customers, but more than half of them are clergymen, and occasionally there are a few wealthy business travelers.
The waiters moved very gently, making almost no sound, and the conversations in the hall were restrained and low.
"If you've just come from the east, you probably haven't heard about it yet."
After the first dish of amber broth with cheese balls floating in it was finished and cleared away, a huge, carefully grilled beef rib was served, the surface of which was shining with an attractive caramel color.
Ling Yang took off his cloak, leaned back in his seat, and said with a playful look, "There was a little incident during the Dragon Knight Trial."
Su Cheng silently cut various root vegetables next to the steak and dipped them in some fresh and juicy vanilla paste, which is said to be a local specialty.
"...You're right, it's really delicious." She took a bite. "What's the incident?"
Then she heard about the incident where Murong Yue lost his admission qualification and was thrown into the fountain, and even Marquis Murong was held accountable by the emperor himself.
The position has now been removed.
The entire family was also squeezed out of the circle of upper-class aristocrats in the imperial capital.
and--
Murong Yue himself was seriously injured on his way home. It was said that he was unlucky and two passing dragonborn suddenly became mentally ill and attacked him.
So he is still unconscious now, and it is hard to say whether he can wake up.
"Dragonborn?"
"Well, it seems like a complete coincidence. The couple was just passing through on their way to the imperial capital for sightseeing. But according to passersby, the three of them had a conversation before the attack..."
Judging from the description of passers-by, it seemed that Murong Yue said something that suddenly angered the two men, so they attacked him.
"How are those two people now?"
"They've already run away."
Su Cheng took a sip of the iced tea made with Holy City Spring Water. "So it was His Highness Pei'e's dragon companion who pointed out that Murong Yue was cursed?"
"My partner and I have discussed this matter," Ling Yang pondered. "We both tend to believe it's not a pure curse. Lord Kalides, Prince Pei'e's contractor, chose a more concise explanation because he didn't want to waste more time explaining. Of course, it might also involve some taboos, since he mentioned the black dragon."
Su Cheng of course remembered that Ling Yang was a dragon knight, so he knew that the partner he was talking about was also a dragon. "I thought dark dragons were extinct—"
In principle, the systems of darkness and light forces are opposite. They manipulate the negative energy of life and achieve various effects by deconstructing matter and magic.
Most humans are naturally friendly to the power of light, and dark energy is more difficult to master and control. Coupled with the opposition between the two supreme gods, darkness is associated with evil.
Su Cheng said this, but he actually knew in his heart that in the Northern Continent, which was under the strict control of the Holy See, the power of darkness was basically completely banned.
After the ancient dragons disappeared, the remaining dragons could not compete with the divine realm, so they took sides.
Some dragons became contractors of the secret cult and high-ranking clergy of the Church.
Some dragons have signed contracts with human empires and kingdoms, and are willing to cooperate with the dragon rider trials.
The rest wander around in various remote and uninhabited places.
The average IQ of dragons is higher than that of humans. Even the dumbest dark dragons will not parade around in the Northern Continent, otherwise any quasi-god can kill them.
"Not really," Ling Yang said honestly, "Since you're already..."
He paused obscurely, giving me a knowing look, "I think you probably know that some of these statements are meant to calm the people and prevent panic."
"I understand," Su Cheng nodded helplessly. "So Murong Yue has a curse on him, most likely from a high-ranking dragon, and most likely a powerful black dragon? Or maybe it's not a curse, but something similar, which will cause other black dragons or dragonborn to want to kill him when they see him?"
Ling Yang nodded slightly, "Actually, Black Dragon is just an abbreviation. According to the definition of Dragon Language, it should be Chaos-"
Before he finished speaking, a group of young people came in from outside.
They all had tall figures and unique temperaments, and they were all wearing standard robes as white as snow, with delicate silver embroidery around the waist and cuffs.
The leader was a slender young man with silver hair, his hair hanging down softly as if soaked in moonlight.
His skin was so white that it was almost transparent, with light blue veins faintly visible on his neck. His eyebrows were beautiful and delicate, and his frosty blue eyes were clear and translucent.
The young man walked through the corridor bathed in the scorching sun, his entire body like an ice sculpture about to melt, with a certain purity and fragility that was untainted by dust.
The other companions seemed to want to say a few more words to him, but the boy just lowered his head and occasionally responded.
Su Cheng tilted his head and took a closer look.
She did not hide her gaze, and those people soon noticed it, and some of them immediately cast dissatisfied looks at her.
Then they saw the man opposite her and were all surprised.
“…Is that Ling Yang?”
They looked at each other, and some of them were about to explode, but suddenly they dared not speak.
"That person," someone felt it and quickly revealed a look of horror, "...such strong fighting spirit. Is she the legion commander from the Southern Continent?"
Because the esoteric cult's influence is deeply entrenched and because of the activities of many followers of the Dark God, the situation in the southern continent is too chaotic.
The commanders of the legions in the more than a dozen jurisdictions of the Holy See are stationed there all year round and rarely leave their posts to enter the Holy City, so they are basically strangers.
"This is too young..."
"Some fighting spirit can have this effect, and that person is obviously a magician..."
They secretly speculated that Su Cheng had lost interest and looked away.
She looked at the legion commander across the table and asked, "Are those children members of the God's Favored Training Class?"
"You know they are about the same age as you, right?" Ling Yang seemed to find this statement very interesting. "Not entirely. There are still a few who are going to participate in the Holy Coronation Ceremony—"
"Oh, candidates for the Holy Sons and Holy Daughters," Su Cheng said nonchalantly, "I remember the requirement is that they must be under eighteen years old, right? That means they are children."
Ling Yang stopped arguing with her, "...Okay, you have the final say."
Su Cheng looked at the beautiful young man again, "Is he the one favored by the God of Purity?"
Ling Yang raised his eyebrows slightly, "Yes."
Su Cheng: “…”
Judging from her appearance and temperament, as well as her identity as a person favored by God, this is probably the Saint Lady in the original novel.
Su Cheng: "Very good."
Although in her opinion, he is not as good as the pony when he was young.
When they were about to leave the tavern, they suddenly met a priest who came to deliver a message.
She first delivered a message from Archbishop White, saying that there would be an important meeting of the Privy Council and he had to go there first.
"Then," the pastor said, a puzzled look on his face, "a Mr. Ian wants to invite you to Echo Grove for a chat."
Su Cheng bought a bottle of fruit wine to thank her. The pastor was very happy and asked her if she wanted to lead the way.
"Just point me in the direction, sir, and I'll go there."
Su Cheng turned around while talking and suddenly found that Ling Yang had retreated three feet away. He waved to him as he walked, then turned around and ran away.
Su Cheng: “…”
The pastor took her to the southern suburbs of Solan, pointed forward, gave her an encouraging look, and turned away.
Su Cheng walked forward curiously.
Here is a small forest of silver birch trees with white bark and branches that sparkle silver in the sun.
Ahead is a shallow beach of pebbles, gently winding along the blue lakeshore. There are also several lush green weeping willows by the lake, whose branches gently brush across the water.
A man was standing by a tree, looking out at the lake. Beside him stood a horse as white as snow.
Su Cheng: “?”
A moment later, she realized it was not a horse.
It was a horse-like creature with whorls of horns. From its full shoulders and neck, broad back to its muscular chest and abdomen, every inch of its muscles was filled with a sense of majestic power.
His mane and long tail shone with a pearly soft luster, and his four hooves were slender and well-proportioned. At this moment, he stood steadily, turning his head as if to look at the scenery.
Su Cheng: “???”
If this thing had another pair of wings, it would be almost exactly the same as the Pegasus statue in the temple.
so--
She couldn't help but look at the other blond young man present.
Ian brought a unicorn?
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