Chapter 103 Osmanthus
If you stick your head out, you will get a knife; if you shrink your head, you will also get a knife.
Lu Yi took a deep breath and pushed open the study door.
A plain wooden door separates two worlds.
On this side of the door, Lu Yi looked shocked.
On the other side of the door, Eris had a dull expression.
The bookcase that occupied an entire wall was now three quarters empty. The books that should have been properly placed in the bookcase were now scattered messily on the carpeted floor. The originally tidy and orderly study was now so messy that people had no place to step for a moment.
Lu Yi looked at the books piled on the ground and immediately realized that this was probably the source of the loud noise last night.
The study was covered with thick carpet, so if one or two books fell, it would only make a dull sound. But if almost an entire wall of books fell, it would be understandable that it would cause a loud noise.
I just don’t know how Eris could make so many books fall at the same time.
You have to know that his bookcase is built into the wall, and there are only obvious traces of fallen books in the room.
Is the magic out of control?
Lu Yi glanced over the books and his eyes fell on Eris among the pile of books.
Eris used the books as a pillow, not minding the square books underneath her, and lay peacefully among the overlapping books.
He opened his eyes and stared at the empty ceiling, his face expressionless.
Until I heard a sound at the door, until I heard another breathing sound.
Like a rigid machine that had fallen into disrepair, Eris slowly turned his head and gave Lu Yi a smile.
"Lu Yi, you are finally here. I have been waiting for you for a long time."
His voice was a little hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time.
Lu Yi walked to Eris and half-knelt down to close the distance between them.
There were obvious red bloodshot in Eris's eyes, which made him look somewhat stubborn and scary against his pale cheeks.
"Didn't you sleep last night? There is a blanket on the small sofa." Lu Yi said.
Lu Yi can be described as lazy in some ways.
When he reads, he likes to sit upright in the chair in front of the desk, or he likes to curl up on the long sofa in the study wrapped in a blanket.
Occasionally when he felt sleepy, even though the study was only a few steps away from the bedroom, he was too lazy to move. He would just cover himself with the soft blanket and fall asleep on the sofa or in a chair.
Lu Yi locked Eris in the study last night because he thought there was a long sofa and a blanket in the study, so it wouldn't be a problem for him to sleep there for the night.
But looking at Eris's appearance now, it was obvious that he had kept his eyes open until dawn and had not slept the whole night.
Sure enough, Eris nodded and replied, "No, I can't sleep, Lu Yi."
There is no concept of time in the Abyss Cave. For him, it is a long night of eternal darkness.
Once he escaped, Eris found everything new and interesting.
He did not close the curtains in the study, so the flow of daylight and time was fully presented before his eyes.
He saw the pitch-black night and the scattered twinkling stars.
He saw how the morning light poured in, saw the morning glow spread across the brilliant sky, and the sunlight spread rapidly like a tide from the other side of the horizon, swallowing up the last darkness of the night.
When the sun was high in the sky, there was finally some movement outside the door.
However, the noise only lasted for a moment and then stopped. If Eris had not been paying close attention from beginning to end, he would never have noticed that slight noise.
However, it was of no use to discover it. After a moment's pause, the person outside the door turned around and left without hesitation.
As he spoke, his dark eyes looked at Lu Yi with an indescribable tenderness and intimacy.
Lu Yi felt more and more guilty and apologetic when he looked at him.
"I'm sorry, something unexpected happened last night, so you had to stay in the study all night." Lu Yi apologized, "There is a guest room next door. Do you want to rest for a while or go directly to dinner?"
Because of his guilty conscience, Lu Yi unconsciously showed more concern and indulgence when speaking.
Eris didn't ask Lu Yi what he did yesterday.
Because he knows.
Eris and Ares belong to the same origin, and both are aware of each other's existence.
It's just a forced peace maintained under Lu Yi's wish.
It seems that as long as we don’t actually meet face to face for one day, we can continue to ignore each other.
No one knows how long this balance can last, but at this moment no one chooses to actively break the balance.
Eris looked straight at Lu Yi.
"Well, maybe you want to have a meal before going to bed..."
Eris licked the blood on his palate and asked, "Did Lu Yi cook this meal himself?"
He didn't know whether Lu Yi could cook or not, but he asked anyway.
For Eris, who always feeds on blood, even if Lu Yi makes a meal of charcoal poison, he can eat it with joy and satisfaction.
Lu Yi looked hesitant when he heard this.
He originally planned to have someone send some food over, but seeing that Eris looked like he wouldn't eat unless he made it, Lu Yi compromised.
"I made it myself." Lu Yi said.
Eris' eyes lit up, and he immediately reached out to Lu Yi: "I want Lu Yi to pull me up!"
Lu Yi stood up and pulled him up as Eris wished.
He asked Eris to wait on the sofa in the living room while he went into the kitchen.
There were not many ingredients left in the kitchen, so Lu Yi poked his head out and asked Eris, "Can I fry a steak and add a vegetable salad?"
Of course, Eris couldn't say no.
Neither grilled steak nor vegetable salad takes much time, and Lu Yi quickly prepared both.
Eris had already moved from the sofa to the dining table and was heading to the kitchen with an expectant look on his face.
Seeing Lu Yi coming out, Eris hurried forward and took the plate from his hand.
The long dining table was large enough for eight people to dine at the same time, but Eris sat close to Lu Yi's right, and the distance between them was very close.
"Lu Yi doesn't want to eat?" Eris asked knowingly.
Lu Yi smiled awkwardly, "I've already eaten, you can eat it."
"All right."
Eris did not ask any more questions, but looked a little lonely when he lowered his eyes.
Although Lu Yi realized that he might be pretending to be pitiful, he still couldn't help but feel soft-hearted.
He turned around and brought Eris a cup of warm milk, placing it silently next to him.
"What do you want to do next? Since you have taken over his identity, do you want to stay in Braceside and study hard?" Lu Yi asked softly.
Stay in Braceside = Stay with Lu Yi ≈ "Will you stay with me?"
Eris automatically filtered out Lu Yi's words and said happily: "Yes! I want to stay with Lu Yi!"
Lu Yi looked at him and corrected him, "Stay in Braceside, not stay with me. Although you stayed in my dormitory last night, you have to go back to your own dormitory today."
Eris pretended not to hear anything and concentrated on eating the steak on the plate.
"The steak is delicious. Can I still eat steak made by Lu Yi tomorrow?"
Eris asked expectantly.
"Don't play dumb. You have to go back to your dormitory tonight and you can go to the cafeteria to eat tomorrow. Do you hear me?" Lu Yi repeated.
Eris was looked at mercilessly by Lu Yi, and his eyebrows drooped, and his whole body exuded a pitiful temperament.
Lu Yi personally cooked a meal for Eris, thinking that it was enough to make up for his neglect of him last night, so he didn't fall for his pity at all.
"You don't have to look at me like that. It's useless. Just go where you need to go."
Still thinking about entering the house?
Don't even think about it.
Seeing that Lu Yi was determined to refuse without any possibility of negotiation, Eris could only look away in disappointment.
"Sure enough, I am nothing to Lu Yi..."
Lu Yi glanced at him and had no intention of coaxing him.
Lu Yi took the milk that Eris had not yet drunk and drank it himself.
"Congratulations, you finally know your position!"
There are many things Lu Yi can do, but he doesn't like being forced to do them by others.
His rebellious spirit came up, and the more you asked him to do something, the more he refused to do it.
The main focus is to go against it.
Ares and Eris are both somewhat important.
But not much.
"Eat quickly. I have something else to do this afternoon. I think you have plans too?"
Eris stared at the creamy white milk stains on the corners of his mouth, his eyes dimmed.
…
After the grade trial competition ended.
Everything started to fall into place.
Getting on the right track here refers specifically to the first-year student union.
The empty first and second floors finally welcomed batches of permanent staff after Lu Yi.
After careful consideration, Lu Yi chose Flo and Fielding as deputy heads.
As the president of Lu Yi's Fan Club, Flo possesses extremely rich management and coordination skills, and has achieved impressive results in the previous freshman competition. She is undoubtedly one of the best candidates with both strength and ability.
The only thing worth criticizing about her might be her humble, even contemptuous, civilian background.
When Lu Yi chose Flo as the deputy head, there was considerable opposition in the meeting of twelve members.
But fortunately, there are also many voices of support.
The chairman who was of noble birth and the chairman who was of commoner birth were arguing with each other. If you say it is not possible, I will insist that it is possible.
Lu Yi once again deeply realized that the so-called Twelve-Seats Meeting only sounds grand on the surface.
In fact, the essence is that various interest groups are operating independently and they gather in a room to quarrel.
If you can’t come to a conclusion in a short period of time, just wait a while. You will eventually come to a conclusion.
By the end of the meeting, people were no longer arguing about the selection of deputy head teacher.
There are also candidates for promotion to the twelve seats, the allocation of annual resources to each college and even grade, and even the division of participating teams for the college general election two years later.
Because of his young experience and his lack of knowledge about Braceside as well as the other twelve presidents, Lu Yi could not express any opinions on the following topics and could only listen quietly.
As for the issue of deputy head selection that caused the dispute at the beginning, it was actually the most insignificant matter.
Of course, the fact that the deputy class leader's matter could be successfully exposed had a big factor in Lu Yi's other candidate for deputy class leader.
Fielding Bogle.
Lord Fielding of the Borg family, undoubtedly a descendant of the great nobility.
The reason why Lu Yi chose Fielding was not because of his identity, or not entirely because of his identity.
Fielding, who was educated as an aristocratic heir since childhood, may look childish and naive sometimes, but Lu Yi is sure that his abilities are underestimated.
He usually deals with the complicated affairs of a large family, so a small grade matter is definitely not a problem for him. Since he handed in his resume, it means he is also interested in joining.
And more importantly, the advantages brought by his outstanding background can make up for Flo's shortcomings due to her insufficient identity and experience.
When these two people work together, the effect of one plus one being greater than two can definitely be achieved.
Lu Yi's plan was perfect, and he never expected that these two people would not play according to his expectations, which caused him a lot of funny little troubles afterwards.
Let’s not discuss these for now.
After some debate, the candidate for the twelve seats in the first grade finally fell to Fielding.
Lu Yi wanted to let Flo take over, but the aristocratic party was extremely resolute, and even threatened to join forces with the college to force another first-year aristocrat to take over if Lu Yi did not let Fielding take over.
Just like when Samman was in first grade.
Although Lu Yi was a little unhappy, he still followed their wishes and nominated Fielding.
After all, if you have to choose, Fielding is more reliable than a completely uncontrollable strange nobleman.
Having secured the selection of deputy grade leader and candidate for the chairperson, Lu Yi felt relieved and was happy to watch the following joke.
Including but not limited to: "Shock! The relationship between the second-year head prefect and the chair is bad! Is it an internal fight or a show? !", "The third-year prefect and the deputy prefect strike again, please ask the chairperson to answer the twelve questions of the common people!!!", "The end of the fourth grade, where will the remaining glory go?" "Brayside is in a precarious situation! The future of the twelve chairs may become the biggest joke!"...
At the meeting, no chairman was a vegetarian.
The art of language is brought to its extreme here, and if you are not careful, you may fall into the other party's trap.
Lu Yi listened attentively, exclaiming from time to time that it was wonderful.
Don’t say it, there will always be people better than you.
He couldn't help but listen and instruct 857 to take notes.
The last of all.
It was the departure of third-year prefect Iyetta that ended the chaotic meeting.
"If we continue to have this chaotic and meaningless argument, today's meeting can just stop here. I don't have that much time to waste."
The tall woman with a cold face said this coldly, turned around and walked out of the meeting room first.
Most of the meetings of the twelve seats ended in such a hasty manner, and the number of times the meeting was officially declared "end" was very rare.
Cromwell, who was sitting in the first seat, had a somewhat unfriendly expression on his face, and he clenched and unclenched his fists under the table.
Then Saman and Lu Yi left together.
Saman's steps were a little hurried, as if he was chasing Yieta and Ikaro in front of him.
Although Lu Yi was a little confused, he still followed his pace silently.
They missed the motorized staircase that Yieta took, so they headed for the regular stairs.
By the time they exited the student conference building, the two ladies were already about a hundred or two hundred meters ahead of them.
Yieta noticed the hurried footsteps and looked back.
Her eyes met Lu Yi's.
Lu Yi blinked at him.
So the two of them stopped where they were.
"What's the matter?" Yieta asked.
She asked while looking at Lu Yi, but it was Saman who answered.
"Senior Yieta, are you going to rush back to the Luo Saiqiao border soon to perform garrison duty?" Saman's expression was a little solemn.
Yieta's gaze shifted from Lu Yi to him, and with a hint of profound meaning hidden in her eyes, she said, "Yes, do you have anything to say? Or do you know something?"
After hearing this, Lu Yi became even more confused and looked at Saman beside him calmly.
The solemn expression on Saman's face disappeared, and he said with a complicated expression: "Maybe I know something, or it may just be my absurd guess..."
Yieta did not comment, raised her eyebrows and said: "It's just a guess, there is no such thing as absurd or not."
Reality is an absurd and grotesque drama, and they are just puppets being carried forward.
Saman nodded and gave a smile that seemed like a wry smile.
"Senior, you are right."
"Did you come to me just to ask this question?" Yieta said.
Saman nodded and then shook his head. He took out a small box and handed it to Yieta. "I have something I want to give to Senior Yieta. I hope Senior Yieta won't refuse me."
Yieta looked at the tightly closed wooden box and did not reach out to take it immediately.
Saman's expression showed some pleading - this was the first time Lu Yi saw such an expression on his face, which surprised Lu Yi secretly.
"This is just a small token of my appreciation as a junior student. It has nothing to do with anyone or anything."
"Doesn't it have anything to do with the Afro family?" Yieta asked closely.
"It's nothing." Saman said without hesitation, "This is just a gift from Saman, that's all."
"Thank you." Yieta nodded and thanked him, and finally accepted the wooden box.
Lu Yi thought their conversation should have ended here, but Yieta turned her head and said to him, "I'm sorry about the grade trial competition. I didn't know there were third-year students who made it in until the trial competition started."
Lu Yi didn't expect that she was talking about this matter. He shook his head and said, "Senior sister, you don't have to apologize to me. I know who is behind this matter. We are just victims."
How is that not killing two birds with one stone?
Not only would it cause trouble for Lu Yi's grade trial competition, it would also make him dissatisfied with the third grade, and even with the third grade class leader Yieta.
But I'm afraid Cromwell didn't expect that there would be a loophole, and Lu Yi finally knew the truth of the matter.
"Cromwell..." Yieta paused for a moment, and finally sighed, "Although I also want to beat up Senior Cromwell, most of the time I still don't quite understand why things have come to this point."
Lu Yi looked puzzled.
"No, it's nothing. Just treat it as if I'm talking nonsense."
Each and every one of them was a riddle person, and Lu Yi looked at her helplessly.
Yieta said no more and said goodbye to them.
"Senior." Saman called her with an expression, "Take care."
Yieta gave them a bright smile, her voice soft but as powerful as she was.
"Okay, I will. Take care of yourself too."
…
After saying goodbye to Yieta and the other person, Lu Yi and Saman walked side by side.
Lu Yi wanted to ask Samanyieta what was going on, but seeing that his expression was not very good, he didn't ask anything.
He didn't ask, but Saman took the initiative to speak.
"Do you have a lot of questions now?"
Lu Yi nodded honestly, "A lot, a lot."
In just a moment, it seemed as if nothing was mentioned, but Lu Yi was keenly aware of the explosive amount of information behind these few words.
It was like a tangled mess with countless threads tangled together, and he didn't know where to start when he wanted to ask.
"Then you continue to wonder!" Saman said with a smile.
Lu Yi curled his lips, "If you don't want to tell me, then don't tell me. Why should I be curious about what your past with Senior Sister Yieta is like?"
"Pah"
Saman patted Lu Yi's head, glanced at him and said, "You are so arrogant now. You dare to imagine anything."
Lu Yi pretended to be in pain and covered his head exaggeratedly, "You didn't tell me anything, right? Then I can only make bold guesses based on what I saw!"
Although Saman knew that he was exaggerating on purpose, he still subconsciously reached out and rubbed the place where he had just slapped.
He still had a smile on his face, but his voice had deepened.
"Senior Yieta has helped me a lot. She is a kind person with a cold face but a warm heart."
Unlike Saman, who appears warm on the outside but is actually cold on the inside, they are two completely different extremes.
"Generally speaking, 'good guy' cards are not good adjectives." Lu Yi said.
"Good guy...Ka?" Saman repeated.
It was the first time he heard such new words, but he could barely understand them.
"Yes, but you know, if a good person doesn't have the power to match, he will be bullied more or less." Lu Yi said, "But fortunately, Senior Sister Yieta is a very strong magician."
Saman smiled with an ambiguous tone, "Strong? So what if I'm strong? So what if I'm weak? Unless you're the strongest person standing above everyone else, there's no point in discussing strength and weakness."
"...Will Senior Sister Yieta be in danger?" Lu Yi asked.
Samantha didn't answer.
Lu Yi's heart sank, and he asked, "Why do I feel that Senior Sister Yieta doesn't seem to hate Cromwell? Is there any hidden story behind this?"
"Hateful?" Samman repeated. "It's hard to say. I can't describe it. I can only say that he has a good brother."
"Ah?" Lu Yi asked in confusion, "Isn't Cromwell the first heir? He has an older brother?"
Samman nodded, "Yes, his brother was the fourth grade prefect of the previous two graduating classes."
Being able to graduate from Braceside shows that one has certain abilities.
Then why did the heir fall to the younger Cromwell?
Lu Yi asked doubtfully.
Saman's expression remained unchanged as he threw a bomb down lightly, "Because his brother is dead."
"A year after graduating from Braeside."
Lu Yi paused.
…
Since the meeting that day, Lu Yi began to consciously collect information about this chief.
But surprisingly, there was not much relevant information in Braceside.
Obviously, as the class leader, he would have a lot of information included.
But Lu Yi really didn't collect much information.
Regardless of whether it was useful or not, he didn't collect much information at all.
This is a bit too unreasonable.
Lu Yi later asked Saman again, but as a student who entered Braceside only a year earlier than him, Saman knew very little about this senior who graduated early and could not provide any information.
"Why are you so curious about him?" Saman asked at the time.
"I want to know how he failed. Aren't you curious, senior?" Lu Yi replied.
"Well, I'm actually curious too, but I really can't find any useful information, and Iyeta-senpai always keeps silent. If you find anything, please let me know."
"Okay." Lu Yi replied in a low voice.
If their goals were the same, then Lu Yi would have to care about his failure.
Braceside's search was fruitless, so Lu Yi could only turn his attention to his own information channels.
——The Klein family.
During his weekly call with Astor, Lu Yi specifically mentioned this class leader.
Although Astor was a little confused, he agreed to Lu Yi's request without hesitation.
As a brother who loves his younger brother, Astor has hardly ever refused any request from Lu Yi, let alone such a trivial matter.
The two of them talked as usual, with Lu Yi talking most of the time and Astor listening quietly.
Astor Klein, the heir of the Klein family, spends most of his time trapped in the seemingly prosperous and solemn Klein Manor. He doesn't know when Lu Yi's weekly phone call began to become a window for him to peek into another possibility.
"Father complained to me yesterday that you have become too independent lately and don't even want to listen to him." Lu Yi said gloatingly.
The time of his calls was not fixed, but he basically called the Kleins one day and called his brothers Astor and Zorn one day.
Astor on the other side seemed a little speechless. After a moment of silence, he said, "I guess it's because he was reprimanded by the queen the day before yesterday, so he vented his dissatisfaction in this way and sought your concern."
Lu Yi was slightly stunned when he heard this, and asked with concern: "What's wrong? Why would my aunt scold my father for no reason?"
"Because of Lulton."
Lulton Victor, one of the only two children in the royal family, the only prince of the Victor royal family, and Lu Yi's cousin.
Lulton and Lu Yi are of the same age. As cousins, they should have a very close relationship.
But in reality, because Lulton was born weak, he spent most of his time recuperating in the palace.
Lu Yi and he didn't have many interactions. They were quite close when they were young, but became somewhat estranged as they grew up. Now, they only maintain a relationship that is more familiar than close.
This frail little cousin still had some status in Lu Yi's heart. Upon hearing this, Lu Yi immediately asked with concern: "What happened to Lulton? Did his father take him out to play without permission again?"
Astor shook his head, then realized that Lu Yi couldn't see and answered, "No, it's more complicated."
"Lulton is making a fuss about going to the magic academy."
The baptism ceremony is held every three years, but due to various reasons, not everyone will enter the advanced college in the year of awakening.
Therefore, although the major magic academies recruit a large number of students every three years, they will also continue to recruit suitable new students during the other three years.
Last year, Lulton awakened a certain level of water and wood talent ahead of schedule, but because of his long-term physical weakness, he was forced by the king and queen to stay in the new Victory Capital.
"Why does he suddenly want to go to the magic academy?" Lu Yi asked in confusion, "Did someone tell him something?"
Before Lu Yi left Xin Shengli, he went to the palace to say goodbye to him. Lulton, who also had blond hair and blue eyes, smiled at him very sweetly, and before leaving, he added a lot of good things to his small treasury.
"Maybe. Father might just be the one being taken out on."
"Then where does he want to go? If he suddenly wants to go to a magic academy, there must be a school he likes, right?" Lu Yi asked.
Aster was silent again, "...He's going to Bryside."
Lu Yi's eyes went dark, and he had some ominous premonitions, "Could he have heard something about me?"
"Maybe. You know, he has admired you since he was a child."
Yes, the well-behaved Lulton is the follower of the arrogant Lu Yi. When Lu Yi climbs a tree in the palace, Lulton will help hold the ladder.
"It seems that my father has been implicated by me." Lu Yi said, "So what should we say now? Did my aunt agree to him?"
"No." Astor answered simply.
"It's still at a stalemate. The queen wants me to go and persuade him, but you know that child and I are not close at all. She won't even let me into the bedroom."
Lu Yi figured it out and asked, "Brother, are you trying to remind me that my aunt might come looking for me?"
"Yes." Aster's voice was filled with laughter. "Although I'm not sure when it will happen, I'm telling you in advance so that you can be prepared."
"This mental preparation is absolutely necessary." Lu Yi nodded in agreement.
"Okay, I'll hang up now if there's nothing else." Aster said.
"Uh-huh."
"By the way, I sent you a few bottles of osmanthus wine, brewed by my mother. Remember to call her when you receive it."
"Okay, osmanthus wine, right?"
Lu Yi paused, and suddenly remembered that he seemed to have forgotten something.
[“Autumn is coming soon. Perhaps you would like to go to Kadifan to see the osmanthus forest in the Vatican someday when you have time?”
“When the flowers bloom, they are really beautiful.”】
[“Lu Yi, don’t worry. The osmanthus flowers will still be in bloom for a while. You can come to Kadifan anytime you want.”]
Scenes appeared before Lu Yi's eyes, and he felt like he was struck by lightning.
It’s all over!
He actually stood up Pope Callisto!!
"Brother, are the osmanthus flowers still blooming?" Lu Yi asked tremblingly.
Aster's voice on the other end was a little puzzled. "Osmanthus? The osmanthus flowers withered half a month ago? The winter solstice is coming soon, it's getting cold, remember to put on more clothes..."
But Lu Yi couldn't focus on Aster's concern.
At this moment, his mind was filled with the withering osmanthus flowers.
The osmanthus flowers have withered.
The flowers have faded.
Thanks.
.
God is going to kill me!
…
Although he felt sad, Lu Yi took the initiative to contact the Knights Templar the next day, trying to make up for his failure.
Callisto's news came faster than he expected. Almost soon after his news reached the Small Temple of Katelila, the Grand Temple of Katifan responded.
Such a quick reply made Lu Yi feel even more desolate.
It’s over. Could it be that Callisto is angry?
Could it be that he had offended the Pope?
Although Callisto doesn't look like he would get angry over such a small matter, but put yourself in his shoes. If someone solemnly agrees to your invitation and you keep inviting them, but in the end that person still breaks the promise, Lu Yi will definitely be angry!
Not to mention His Holiness the Pope who has been in high position for a long time!
Lu Yi held the card that the Templar handed to him, his expression gloomy and his heart sad, and he opened the folded card tremblingly.
[If you are coming, I will be waiting for you at any time.]
——Your Callisto】
Lu Yi widened his eyes.
This seems lifeless??
Can he be rescued again?
Lu Yi immediately raised his eyes, and looked at the Templar Knight standing quietly beside him with sparkling eyes, and said: "Your Majesty, do you have anything else to say? Will it bother you if I go over now?"
The Templar did not answer immediately. Under Lu Yi's puzzled gaze, his cheeks hidden under the helmet suddenly turned red. Then he came to his senses and stammered to answer him.
"No, it won't. The Templar Knights who sent the message to the Grand Court have made it very clear that if you wish, you can go to Kadifan at any time. Your Majesty happens to be in the Grand Court at the moment, and your visit is very welcome."
"That's good." Lu Yi breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "Then I want to go to Kadifan now. Please make arrangements for me."
"It's okay!" the Templar shouted, "It's my honor to be able to serve you!"
The efficiency of the Holy See was touching. Lu Yi had just decided to go to Katifan when the carriage and the Knights Templar who were arranged to pick him up were waiting outside.
Yes, wait outside.
Because Lu Yi was once again provided with clothing specially provided by the Vatican.
The guest should follow the host's wishes. Lu Yi could only follow the knight's instructions and take his clothes into the hall to change.
The clothes this time are the same clothes for the candidates for the Son of God that were provided last time.
Lu Yi didn't fall into the trap at that time, and Lu Yi now will not do so either.
While secretly complaining about the Vatican's persistence in his heart, he skillfully put on the Vatican's white robe.
This robe looks simple, but it is layered with complicated details when worn.
It took Lu Yi a long time to put it on last time, but this time he was able to do it quickly because of his experience.
Just like last time, he left the thin chain on the hanger and walked out of the hall wearing only the white robe.
The Templar who received him at the beginning began to look at him with a dull look again. This time, not only his cheeks were red, but also his ears and neck were red.
"Sir Lulu Luyi, you look so beautiful in the white robe of the Vatican. Even the simplest white robe makes you look holy. It is only natural that the God of Light favors you!" the knight praised.
White really suits him.
The pure white robe made his skin look even whiter than snow. His slender neck and clearly visible collarbone were generously exposed to the air. When he moved, his white thighs were faintly visible in the slit of the hem, making people unable to help but follow them with their eyes.
His brightness does not contain the slightest hint of lust or passion, and one would even feel that it would be a blasphemy and disrespect to him if one had any inappropriate thoughts about him.
The Knights Templar suddenly understood why everyone who had met Lord Lu Yi insisted that he was the best candidate for the Son of God.
Indeed, after he saw him, the title Son suddenly took on a clear image.
There is no doubt that the Son of God should be Luy Klein. Just as the God of Light will favor him, the Son of God should also be his.
Lu Yi tugged at the loose hem of his clothes, raised his eyes and smiled at him, "Thank you for the compliment."
The Templar's cheeks, which had just begun to cool down, began to turn red again.
“No, no, you’re welcome…”
…
The Vatican's special carriage, which was equipped with an acceleration array, soon arrived at Katifan.
When they arrived at the Vatican, the carriage did not stop, and took Lu Yi towards the palace deeper into the Vatican.
Lu Yi sat in the silver carriage, lifted the white carriage curtain and looked outside.
There are many people in the Holy See's Temple of Light, mostly nuns and bishops. The deeper into the palace one goes, the fewer people are walking around.
It was the first time for Lu Yi to go so deep into the Holy Temple of Light of the Grand Vatican, and he couldn't help but observe everything in front of him with curiosity.
Although the appearance of the Vatican's carriage in which he was sitting was a little strange, it was not out of place.
But it was enough to attract the attention of passers-by.
After Lu Yi lifted the curtain of the carriage, the people who were looking at the carriage looked at his face without any defense, and they were all speechless for a moment.
The crowd stared blankly at the carriage as it drove away, and only when they could no longer see anything did they begin to discuss the matter in low voices.
"God of Light, he has a face that takes your breath away!"
"Who is that adult? Have you ever seen that adult?"
"...I think I know him. He has blond hair and blue eyes. Is he Lord Xia?"
"No!" Someone immediately disregarded the etiquette of the Holy See and loudly refuted, "Don't insult that gentleman. He is not from West Asia or South Asia. He is Lord Lu Yi! Lu Yi Klein is a person who is truly favored by God. Even His Holiness the Pope favors him..."
Lu Yi knew nothing about the discussions of the people passing by and continued to observe the Vatican Palace with great interest.
[“I suddenly realized that no matter where the temple is, it is actually imitating the palace of the Vatican, right?” Lu Yi sighed.
It is said that the great nobles are extremely extravagant, but when it comes to the Vatican, isn't he no less extravagant?
The Vatican was built in a magnificent and majestic style, with colorful stained glass windows everywhere, intricate and exquisite spires and towers scattered around, and not a speck of dust in the corners. Even the New Victory Palace, which was famous for its wealth, could not compare with it.
The further the carriage went, the fewer palaces there were, and garden scenery began to replace the palaces.
Further ahead, vast tracts of gorgeous osmanthus forests appeared before Lu Yi's eyes.
The carriage stopped.
The Templar Knight who was driving opened the door for him and said softly, "Sir Lu Yi, we have arrived. His Holiness the Pope is waiting for you inside."
He bent slightly and stretched out his hand, as if to help Lu Yi out.
Lu Yi's white hand politely placed a touch of armor on the back of his hand, and he quickly stood firm on the ground.
Lu Yi stood outside the osmanthus forest, feeling a little confused.
Strange, shouldn’t the osmanthus flowers have wilted half a month ago?
Isn't it a species?
Lu Yi suppressed the doubts in his heart and slowly walked towards the depths of the osmanthus forest.
The Templar only told him that Callisto was waiting for him in the osmanthus forest, but did not specify the specific location of the Pope.
Lu Yi had no choice but to walk into the osmanthus forest with his head covered.
Just now, when Lu Yi was looking at the osmanthus forest from afar, he smelled the refreshing fragrance of osmanthus.
Now that we have actually walked into the osmanthus forest, the fragrance becomes even stronger.
It's not the kind of sweet floral fragrance that makes people choke, but a cool fragrance that fills the nose but is still faint.
The sweet cold fragrance is like having three or two osmanthus flowers in the mouth. The whole person is wrapped in this refreshing aroma. I can't help but take a greedy deep breath to savor the rich osmanthus fragrance.
Lu Yi shuttled through the osmanthus forest, and from time to time a few falling osmanthus flowers fell into his hair.
Some of it was brushed away by him, but some went unnoticed and luckily managed to hide in his hair.
Occasionally a gentle breeze blew by, and small osmanthus flowers fluttered down, and a golden fragrant rain fell.
As if possessed by a ghost, Lu Yi slightly raised his head and bumped into a patch of light violet, and his eyes met with Callisto who was sitting on the thick osmanthus branch.
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Callisto: Lu Yi didn't come to see me today, sad
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