Chapter 236 Tough
After everyone finished dinner, Duke Klein was the first to put down his tableware and said, "Lu Yi, come with me to the study."
Lu Yi nodded and followed, "Okay."
Since the unpleasant parting of the carriage that day, the father and son have maintained a cold war without exposing it to the public, and have never had a face-to-face conversation in private. It was not until today that Duke Klein learned that Lu Yi would leave soon that he lost his temper.
Duke Klein did not sit at the desk, but took the initiative to sit on the sofa opposite the desk.
He pointed to the sofa on the other side and said, "Sit here."
Lu Yi curled his lips silently, skipped the position he pointed to, and sat on the sofa seat opposite Duke Klein. They occupied the left and right sides of the concave-shaped sofa.
"What's the matter?" Lu Yi asked indifferently.
“You don’t even call me father, right?” Duke Klein raised his eyebrows, stood up and moved to the sofa next to Lu Yi, “Hey, hey, hey! What’s that look in your eyes? You still look down on me!”
Lu Yi nodded sincerely and said, "No, how could that be? Father is overthinking."
"Father, just tell me what you want. I still need to go pack my things."
"When did you go out to pack your things?" Duke Klein sneered. "I was worried that you wouldn't be able to accept being sent by His Majesty to do something like this, so I thought about doing some ideological work on you. Now it seems that there is no need at all."
"What ideological work?" Lu Yi raised his eyebrows.
"I'm afraid you'll be soft-hearted and can't bear to see so many civilians displaced!"
Outsiders don't know. Their knowledge of Lu Yi Klein comes from rumors. They only think that he is a gifted child with extraordinary talent and must be arrogant. However, Duke Klein knows that Lu Yi is the most kind-hearted person in the entire Klein family.
Duke Klein is clear about what he loves and hates, and has a bit of idealistic naivety. He is always worried that Lu Yi will suffer a big loss because of his character.
"Wait a minute, what kind of image do I have in your mind? I'm not as stupid as you say." Lu Yi couldn't help but retort.
"Don't take it lightly. You are soft-hearted, and some unruly people will take advantage of you! Do you think that if you do good things, you will definitely get good rewards? That is a big mistake. Ignorant people are the easiest to be deceived. As long as there is a little bit of misleading wind, no matter how many good things you have done for them, they will forget about it! Instead of doing this, it is better to be a little selfish."
Lu Yi had no way to refute.
Perhaps a year ago he would have answered indifferently, "As long as you are true to your heart," but today, a year later, after experiencing the attacks on Lant by the rescued residents of Rosaqiao, he could only respond to this cruel and realistic truth with silence.
Rand has verified this truth with the countless criticisms and bloody realities he has endured in the past.
Lu Yi whispered: "I know that there are many ignorant people in the world, so we should be the leader, right? Don't worry, I won't be as soft-hearted as my father said."
Duke Klein seemed to have not expected such a calm and rational answer. He was slightly surprised and then relieved, "It's good that you can figure it out yourself. I was worried that you would have to suffer before you could understand it."
Lu Yi gave a barely noticeable bitter smile and nodded in agreement expressionlessly, but in his heart he silently said that he had experienced this bitterness himself.
Everything that Rand experienced has become the past. It seems that it has turned over a new leaf, but in fact it has quietly changed him.
Lu Yi thought that he would probably always remember the little girl in Luo Saiqiao who gave him artificial flowers made of fine linen. He would also always remember the hateful look of the Luo Saiqiao residents who he had saved and who questioned him in public on the day of proving his innocence.
Lu Yi was just not used to expressing these emotions that he needed to deal with alone.
He said nothing, but he saw everything.
If it happened again, he would probably still be willing to lend a helping hand, but this time, he would be tougher.
There is no need to seek frivolous recognition from the ignorant masses.
What he needs is absolute awe and obedience.
…
Katifan, the Holy See of Light.
Callisto walked slowly in the temple holding a bunch of irises still covered with dew, her figure stretched out by the darkening twilight.
Along the way, people kept greeting him respectfully, and Callisto nodded and smiled in response.
The personal guards followed him silently and reported in a low voice the recent developments of the various empires.
Callisto's expression was calm, and he showed no obvious emotion even when he heard that several empires had temporarily changed their minds after making an agreement.
He just nodded calmly, as if everything was still under his control.
The guard's originally troubled heart was also calmed down by the Pope's emotions.
So what if the New Victory Empire has mastered the method of sealing the gap?
They could only rely on Lord Clayton to solve the problems one by one, but the Holy See was led by multiple cardinals and developed on multiple fronts in a multi-pronged manner.
In terms of efficiency, the New Victory Empire was far inferior to the Church. Sealing the gap was such an urgent matter that many empires could not wait until the New Victory support arrived.
The guards felt more confident when they thought of this, but they couldn't help but ask in a low voice when they thought of those empires that changed their minds at the last minute: "Your Majesty, some empires' intention to change their minds is not serious, and there seems to be room for negotiation. Do we need to send people to contact them again?"
Callisto shook his head without hesitation and said, "No need. If anyone changes his mind, just let them go and immediately revoke the Church's aid to them."
"Yes!" the guard responded immediately.
After reporting on the rest of the Vatican's complicated affairs, the guards will quietly withdraw.
But Callisto stopped him.
"Does Your Majesty have any other instructions?" the guard asked respectfully.
Callisto whispered, "Intercept the letter I asked you to send the day before yesterday."
"Is it the letter addressed to Lord Clayne?"
"right."
Louis Klein has already given his answer with his actions.
Holding a bright and juicy iris in her hand, her floor-length platinum hair looked like moonlight, and she walked slowly into the dim palace where the twilight could not penetrate.
He rarely has the emotion of "don't want to".
But when it comes to Lu Yi, Callisto feels this kind of helplessness over and over again.
He didn't want to be an enemy of Lu Yi.
But if confrontation is the inevitable outcome, he will never show mercy.
The old fire has gone out, but the new fire is burning brightly.
Callisto silently held the quietly withering iris tightly.
The dusk was hazy, the clouds were rolling, and only the withered iris knew his inner unrest.
…
For Lu Yi, the months of traveling around various empires were like pressing the accelerator key. The days passed one after another, 857 did not suddenly appear, and there was no news about Ares.
Time continued to move forward rapidly. He was either at the sealed gap or on his way to the sealed gap.
For the sake of convenience, Lu Yi successively rejected the attendants from the Victor royal family and Klein Manor, and rushed to the front line of the sealed gap alone.
Without any burden, he was extremely efficient. He could seal the gaps of two or three city-states in one day. In just one month, most of the empires that needed support from Xinsheng had been solved, and only a small part of the empire was left to clean up.
Perhaps because of the frequent invocation of high-difficulty magic power, Lu Yi successfully broke through the barrier from the peak of the third level to the early fourth level not long ago, which can be considered a considerable gain.
It was the third month since Lant’s sacrifice, and also the eve of the first sweet-scented osmanthus tree blooming in Katifan this year. With the joint efforts of Lu Yi and the Holy See, the abyss gaps in the human territory of the Isaiah continent were completely sealed, and the human race was finally able to embrace this hard-earned peace - even though many people had once again smelled the breath of storm, but at least at this moment, joy was spreading across this continent.
For most people, the gap has completely disappeared and everything is moving in a good direction.
Lu Yi's golden hair has grown to his shoulders and can be tied into a high ponytail. When it falls behind his head, it may be longer than Saman's hair.
He suddenly understood Callisto's floor-length hair. As his magic power continued to grow, his hair grew at an extremely fast speed. Even if he cut his hair short, it would grow back to this length in a few days. Over time, Lu Yi began to let the long hair grow freely.
He was used to having long hair, so he would feel uncomfortable cutting his hair short. Fortunately, he had already mastered the technique of tying a ponytail from Lant.
Only at certain moments occasionally, Lu Yi wanted to laugh when he thought of those high-level mages with short hair who would cut their hair as the first thing they did when they woke up every morning.
Lu Yi was unable to return to the New Victory Empire as originally planned because he received Saman's voice stone on the way back.
Saman, who had returned to Bryside long ago, spoke in an extremely angry voice.
"Luyi Klein!!!"
The moment Lu Yi heard his voice, he moved away from the sound transmission stone.
"When are you planning to come back?! May I ask if you still remember that the head of the second grade is you, Lu Yi Klein, and not me, Saman Ivnalo Brad?!"
Lu Yi blinked, feeling a little guilty because of Saman's roar which seemed to be full of torture.
There are many matters in the college that need to be reviewed by the chief. Even though the trivial matters of the second grade can be handled by the deputy head, there are still many things that need to be reviewed by the chief head in person.
Since Lu Yi is not here, the second grade's affairs can only be handled by other grade heads of the same level.
And the unlucky guy who did it for him was Saman.
As long as Lu Yi was away from Braceside, Saman would take over his job as the second-grade head.
In addition, there were already a lot of things that he needed to deal with in the third grade, so it was natural for Saman to be irritable.
Lu Yi, who had no plans to return to school, answered confidently, "Right away! I'll be back right away! My dearest and most reliable friend, Saman, please hold on for me for a while!"
The voice on the other end suppressed its anger and said, "I've been helping you with your work for fifty-seven days!"
"Fifty-seven days! Two jobs! I haven't had a day off in fifty-seven days!! Lu Yi Klein, do you have a heart? Do you really want to see me die of exhaustion in the student office building?!"
Saman became angrier and angrier as he spoke, and finally he just started roaring.
Even through a layer of sound transmission stone, Lu Yi could deeply feel his surging anger.
Lu Yi said flatteringly: "Calm down, calm down, I'm already on my way back to Bryside!"
"What about the time?!"
"Five, not three days!"
"Say that again?!"
Lu Yi gritted his teeth and said cruelly: "Tomorrow! Tomorrow will do!"
Saman's anger subsided a little, and he snorted, "That's more like it."
"Finally, let me remind you again, don't forget the finals! Although the candidates have not been confirmed yet, you will at least be a substitute and you can't escape..."
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I worked overtime until nearly nine o'clock today, looking up at the sky and sighing
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