Chapter 105 Umbrella
The alcohol content of osmanthus wine is not high, but after drinking half a bottle, Lu Yi's cheeks still turned red.
"It tastes good, right?" Lu Yi raised his eyebrows and asked.
"It tastes good." Callisto nodded and gently shook the half-empty bottle in his hand.
Osmanthus wine is packaged in a solid-colored ceramic bottle. After opening the wooden stopper, it immediately exudes a rich and sweet osmanthus fragrance. The fragrance also contains a unique and intoxicating aroma after fermentation, which makes people unable to help but indulge in it.
"You should have a mother who loves you very much." said Callisto.
Hearing this, Lu Yi turned to look at him, nodded and smiled.
Mrs. Klein is a typical aristocratic lady. She wears formal dresses most of the time and goes to various banquets, handling the social scenes of the aristocrats who pursue fame and fortune with ease.
She was the most standard aristocratic lady influenced by the times and the one that best conformed to the preferences of the upper class, whether she was "Miss Hessel" before she got married or "Mrs. Klein" after she got married.
Perhaps the only thing that is not so harmonious is her hobby of brewing wine.
Miss Hessel is extremely talented in brewing wine. Even with the simplest ingredients, she can create a unique and special flavor.
Such a talent might be a very commendable skill for a girl from a commoner family, but she is not a "wild" commoner girl who can laugh and shout at will.
She is the eldest daughter of the glorious Hessel family, destined to marry other famous nobles for the benefit of the family.
If her future husband likes to drink, then this hobby of hers will become a small interest between the couple. But if her future husband hates drinking, or even hates his future wife soaking in the smell of wine like a humble winemaker, then she will never be able to brew a bottle of good wine herself.
Under the oppression of the times, women, especially powerless women, are mostly unfortunate.
And Miss Hessel retained some of her own pleasure in her misfortune.
Although Duke Klein quit drinking early, she still has three children who have a certain appreciation for alcohol.
"Yes, she loves me and her children very much, and I love her too."
When he said this, there was obvious intimacy in his eyes, which made Callisto feel a little itchy.
I want to touch his exceptionally beautiful eyes.
"That's great." Callisto said, "Maybe if I have the chance in the future, can I go to Klein Manor to pay a visit? Meet Lu Yi's mother..."
Callisto's expression was serious, and it didn't look like a polite compliment, but rather like he really meant to visit.
Lu Yi was a little surprised when he heard this, but he quickly replied: "Of course, my mother also admires Your Majesty very much. If you can visit Klein Manor, she will definitely be very happy."
Callisto smiled immediately. "The temple has some plants that are very suitable for adding to wine. If you bring some to her, she will definitely be happier."
Lu Yi reached out and gently touched the lower edge of the bottle held by Callisto with his own wine bottle, smiling brightly, "Thank your Majesty for your generosity on behalf of my mother!"
After saying that, Lu Yi drank the remaining osmanthus wine in the bottle in one gulp. Then he tilted his head back and fell directly from the branch, "smashing" himself into the thick and soft grass under the tree.
At the moment of collision with the ground, two invisible magical forces cushioned him from behind.
One is Lu Yi’s own magic power.
The other was from Callisto.
Lu Yi lay on the grass and looked up at Callisto, who was still sitting on the branch with a stunned expression.
His eyebrows were raised high, with a lively and bright smile in the corners of his eyes. His golden hair was scattered messily on the grass, and it looked particularly sparkling in the leaking light.
He was looking at him intently, his deep blue eyes seemed to be naturally affectionate, as if he was looking at his lover lovingly.
For a moment, Callisto felt like drowning in his eyes.
"Your Majesty, you have definitely never admired osmanthus flowers from this angle." Lu Yi said firmly.
As he spoke, a few osmanthus flowers slowly floated down and landed in his hair.
The cool scent of osmanthus lingered at the tip of Callisto's nose, but what he was thinking at the moment was that the ends of Lu Yi's hair should also be stained with the scent of osmanthus.
"Why do you say that?" Callisto asked with a smile.
"I don't know, it's just a feeling." Lu Yi said, "I can't seem to imagine His Holiness lying on the grass."
As the supreme pope, Callisto always appeared dignified and elegant in front of people, and his every move was full of dignity and majesty as the first person in the church. Even when he distributed bread to refugees and beggars with a kind face, people still dared not approach him in awe.
As for the image of someone collapsing on the grass in such an unpresentable manner, it is even more impossible to associate him with His Holiness the Pope.
"Then you are wrong." Callisto's smile was unexpectedly bright.
Then he imitated Lu Yi's actions, lying backwards and falling onto the soft grass.
“Boom—”
Now both of them sank into the grass with their clothes in disarray.
The distance was shortened again, and even the slightest movement of their elbows would cause their elbows to touch.
Callisto's actions completely shocked Lu Yi. He turned his head to look at Callisto, his blue eyes widened.
"Your Majesty, are you drunk?"
Callisto looked at Lu Yi's red cheeks and the blush on his neck, shook his head and said, "It's not me who is drunk, it's you who is a little drunk."
Lu Yi reached out and touched his slightly hot cheek, "Maybe a little bit. Actually, I don't drink often, but please believe that I am conscious now."
As Lu Yi spoke, he nodded as if to confirm his own words, with a look of slow determination on his face.
Callisto was amused by his reaction, "I believe it, but if you are five points sober now, then I am ten points sober."
"Completely sober?"
Lu Yi turned his head and looked up at the sky again, muttering, "I might be really drunk. I actually saw His Holiness the Pope lying on the grass with me. God of Light, this is a bit crazy."
"Where's the madness?" Callisto asked. "If I lie down on the grass, will I cease to be myself?"
Lu Yi nodded seriously, then shook his head slowly, "I don't know. Maybe my understanding of His Majesty is one-sided and shallow, and I was wrong."
Callisto raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "One-sided and shallow? Can I understand that Lu Yi wants to understand me?"
Lu Yi didn't say anything.
The alcohol made his thinking a little slow, and even the speed at which he processed what Callisto said became slow.
Know who?
Know Callisto?
He really wanted to understand Callisto and what he was up to.
As the Pope, Callisto has reached the pinnacle of human power. Even overthrowing an empire and subverting an entire era is just a thought away for him.
What more could he want?
Become a god?
Maybe we should ask Ares, after all, that guy is a real god -
Lu Yi's thoughts were wandering, and the sleeping face of Ares suddenly appeared in front of him.
Ares has black hair and black eyes, and looks aggressive even when he is asleep.
But the chest is soft.
Lu Yi slowly turned his head and looked at Callisto.
Callisto agreed with his answer, his eyes vaguely falling on Lu Yi, as if he saw his former self through him.
As a seventh-level peak mage who was just one step away from becoming a saint-level mage, the osmanthus wine, which only contained a slight amount of alcohol, was not enough to make Callisto drunk.
But now he felt that he was a little drunk.
I actually remembered the distant past and even wanted to tell it to another person.
"This is not the first time I've admired osmanthus flowers from this angle..." Callisto said softly.
"I discovered this place when I first came to the Vatican. Looking up at the osmanthus flowers from this angle, it looks like a sea of osmanthus flowers, and also like..."
"Like an open umbrella." Lu Yi said slowly.
Callisto paused, as if somewhat surprised that Lu Yi actually thought the same thing as him.
"Yes, like an umbrella. Later, when I became the Son of God, an elder of the dwarf tribe gave me an umbrella made of osmanthus in order to make friends with me. The ribs and handle of the umbrella were made of osmanthus and agarwood. The umbrella surface was infused with osmanthus, and there were dark patterns painted red with dragon blood. The edge was inlaid with small osmanthus pearls made of a mixture of osmanthus powder and pearl powder." Callisto carefully described the umbrella, as if describing his favorite thing.
"The umbrella is slightly transparent, and a faint light will shine through it no matter it is raining or sunny. The only difference is that the light is foggy when it is raining and orange when it is sunny. But the only thing that remains unchanged is that when you open the umbrella for no reason, you can smell the cool fragrance of osmanthus flowers when you stand under it.
"Only people under the umbrella can smell the fragrance of the flowers. People outside the umbrella cannot smell it, no matter how close they are," added Callisto.
According to Callisto's description, such an exquisite and gorgeous umbrella seemed to appear in front of Lu Yi's eyes.
The golden osmanthus umbrella should be a good match for Callisto's long platinum hair.
"Very good! This umbrella must be your Majesty's favorite, right?" Lu Yi exclaimed, "I can even imagine your Majesty holding this umbrella."
Callisto said, "I have never held this umbrella before."
Lu Yi was stunned and repeated subconsciously: "Never held this umbrella before?"
Callisto nodded, "Not once."
"Why? Your Majesty, shouldn't you like this umbrella very much?"
"Do you want to use this umbrella if you like it?" Callisto asked seriously, "I have never used this umbrella. Since the day I received it, it has been properly placed in a place where it will not be wetted by rain or exposed to the sun."
It took Callisto fifty years to go from being the Son of God to becoming the Pope.
And this osmanthus umbrella was quietly placed by him for fifty years.
"Is that so?" Lu Yi showed some regret.
Callisto saw his regret and said meaningfully: "As the Pope, I am no longer suitable to use such an umbrella, but the Son of God is suitable."
Lu Yi pretended not to understand his hint and squinted his eyes to show his drunkenness.
Callisto sighed and said helplessly: "Lu Yi, I thought you were destined to come to the Holy See."
Came to the Vatican.
Come to him.
"Not good." Lu Yi groaned, "If I become the Son of God, I won't be able to lie under the tree and drink with you like I do now..."
"Why not?" Callisto asked doubtfully, "If you become the Son of God, it should be more convenient."
That way he could legitimately keep Lu Yi with him anytime and anywhere.
Lu Yi suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were clear without any sign of drunkenness, he looked straight at Callisto and said, "Because the Holy Son will be the godson of His Holiness the Pope, and can only be a godson."
Callisto was stunned and unconsciously clenched the empty wine bottle in his hand.
Then, the tips of his ears instantly turned red.
The blush quickly spread to his fair cheeks, then to his slender neck, and even deeper into his neck that was hidden by his collar.
"What, what do you mean?" Callisto said stutteringly.
Lu Yi's words caused a huge wave in Callisto's heart, but he slowly closed his eyes, as if he had not said anything.
"It doesn't mean anything. I just don't want to be your godson. I just want to be your old friend."
Actually, it’s because he already has the god Ares as his godfather :)
If you want to hug someone’s thighs, hug the thickest one!
"Oh, so..." Callisto felt some inexplicable disappointment, but he didn't continue to ask Lu Yi's wishes.
He stopped talking, but Lu Yi continued: "But I have a good friend who admires you very much. He is studying the element of light in Saint Dover and seems to have signed up for the selection of the Son of God."
Callisto tilted his head and looked at Lu Yi, "Friend?"
Lu Yi nodded, and continued to make up stories calmly, "His affinity with the element of light is even as good as mine... Of course, I'm not trying to gain anything for him. After all, you see, I didn't even mention his name, right?"
"I just want to tell you that there are many suitable candidates, and it doesn't have to be me."
Callisto nodded, "I don't doubt you. I will carefully consider the selection of the Holy Son."
"Yes, it is time to consider it carefully. I believe Your Majesty..."
Lu Yi smiled, his head becoming more and more dizzy, sometimes clear and sometimes dazed, and finally he fell asleep on the grass in a daze.
Callisto listened to his voice becoming smaller and smaller, until it finally stopped altogether.
He sat up, bent slightly and moved closer to the sleeping Lu Yi.
Callisto stretched out his hand and gently placed it on Lu Yi's cheek.
It's warm.
His hand moved down and landed on his rosy lips again.
The distance is getting closer.
However, at this moment, a voiceless scream suddenly rang out.
"teacher?!"
The author has something to say:
I have finished the supplement. Looking up to the sky, Xia will appear in the next chapter. I couldn't help but add some drama to Calistoga QAQ
Callisto: Meet the Parents
Lu Yi: Ares' chest is so big and soft
Previously, a little boy asked if Lu Yi was 61, Ares was Alice, then what was Callisto?
Actually, my first reaction was Capibala (bushi, Callisto, Capibala, perfect match!
After all, among this group of mentally unstable people, His Majesty is a rare person with a very stable mood! (Stable wants to become a god (bushi
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