Chapter 107 You are mine, a flower for you...
The cat form is fragile and less aggressive, practically a four-star compared to the human form, but Mainkun still prefers this form of himself the most.
However, this world is unfair; there are always things that cats can't do and that humans have to do.
For example, saving the world, or...
Good morning, Nasita.
The tiny white shadow interrupted Mainkun's train of thought.
"It seems the meaning of human greetings is to convey positive emotions and blessings? Well then, good morning, Wana... um, aren't you going to bandage that wound on your forehead?"
"It was actually bandaged, but now the gauze has fallen off again."
After all, the difference between cats and humans is just too great.
"I see..."
Nasita looked up at the shadow above Mainkuen's head for a while, then suddenly reached out and patted the steps beside her.
"Sit down, let me re-bandage you."
"How merciful, God! Does He not only tolerate criminals but also thugs who seize power? How foolish!"
Mainkuhn did not want to cooperate and refused.
Nasida was not surprised and immediately took out a small device to threaten him.
“If you don’t sit down, I’ll throw your Void Terminal into a pile of fermenting, rotten fruit, dripping, soft, and sticky, and you’ll never find it.”
"So you picked it up. I've been looking for it for ages."
Sure enough, the man pricked up his ears and looked over, the lynx's fur twitching as if it were weighing its options.
“You’re wrong. This isn’t my terminal. It’s stolen from your people. You have every right to be angry.”
"Anyway, sit down first. After all, you said yourself that I am a kind and silly god."
Nasita sighed, feeling that she was doing some kind of animal trainer job.
"Then, the loving but foolish god must not be able to bear seeing anyone get hurt. He would be very sad if he saw it and would not be able to eat breakfast."
"..."
Mainkuhn sat down, letting the child stand beside him, running his fingers over the sensitive wound.
"What are you doing with your grass elemental power?"
Mainkuhn asked while fiddling with the terminal.
"A majestic king probably wouldn't want others to see his vulnerability, would he? I'm using a little trick to cover up your wounds."
Without changing her expression, Nasita conjured soft little flowers on his forehead, delicate and pink, like a young girl's hairpin.
Would decorating it cutely reduce the number of people who are afraid? After all, humans are visual creatures... But one flower is definitely not enough; it needs a beautiful new dress, and its neck should be adorned with pearls and gold... Hmm?
"What are you doing accessing the list of officials? Wait, why are there suddenly several announcements appearing in the void?"
"Hmph."
The cat, with a flower on its head, looked very happy.
"It's scary."
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"I'm sorry, old friend, I didn't expect it to turn out this way."
Nafis was apologizing profusely to Gülech. Luckily, he had survived the furious cat's claws last night completely unharmed.
“Karim…sigh, you’re right, he really lost his mind and abandoned even the most basic rationality…Little Seno, I also want to apologize to you for making you sad.”
"It's okay, I don't mind."
The white-haired child was busy shoveling porridge into his mouth, but his eyes kept glancing at the cat's bed in the living room.
"...Have they left?"
"Although I didn't really expect this to work out, what kind of monsters and freaks did you bring in to discuss the plan!"
Güleche waved his hand and poured wine for this rare sage of the Church, celebrating that his way of thinking had not turned into a monster.
"There's an old saying in Liyue: 'A scholar's rebellion will never succeed in ten years.' I think that saying was written for Sumeru right now!"
"That's an exaggeration! Uh, okay, our country does tend to prioritize literature over military prowess, but hasn't Sumeru always been like this?"
"...Indeed, ever since the Nagajuna group, which advocated war, parted ways with the Chanyu and hid in the Sea of Dew Flowers, the scholars have become weaker and weaker with each generation. Alas, these people still think they have the Great Compassion Tree King protecting them?"
Güleche thought for a moment, but found himself unable to refute it, and could only sigh as he handed the cup to Nafis:
"Drink up, it's good to get drunk once in a while!"
No, that won't do.
Nafis looked distressed. "I have to meet the new king later. What's it called, court? Anyway, I have to go through such a dangerous ceremony. I can't afford to drink and mess things up."
"hiss."
Such feudalistic language made Gülesh's eyebrows twitch; he couldn't accept it.
"Is this still Sumeru? I thought I had traveled back to the era of the Red King in the desert thousands of years ago."
"Be content. If you hadn't just happened to announce your intention to retire early that day..."
He straightened his clothes, then took out the Void Terminal from his pocket, which he had deliberately left behind to avoid leaking information, and put it on.
"Now you'll have to stand next to me in the front row...!!"
"?"
Seeing the change in his expression, Jules asked him a question with suspicion.
"What's wrong, Nafis?"
The sage's lips turned pale instantly and trembled violently. Even the distracted Seno noticed something was wrong and looked over with concern. He then looked into the child's clear eyes and uttered the first name.
"Karim".
“.
Seno lowered his head and continued eating, uninterested.
“Gülüsh”.
"?"
The child was a little confused, not understanding why the two names were mentioned together.
"teacher?"
Güleche did not answer; his sharp gaze was fixed on Nafis's distraught face.
"What do you want?"
Nafis seemed to have all his strength drained away, his gaze fixed on the pale green screen projected by the void terminal, a screen visible only to him, his lips moving silently.
“Kutu, Jessie, Midar…”
With each name read aloud, the despair on Nafis's face deepened. These names were none other than those of the people who had crowded into the living room of the Gülesh family last night and participated in the failed conspiracy, including himself—Nafis!
"What's going on!"
Gülesh suddenly stood up, rushed to Nafis and snatched the Void Terminal from his hand.
"Impossible! His control over Sumeru couldn't possibly be that subtle...!?"
His voice stopped abruptly, and his face turned extremely pale. Upon seeing this, Seno immediately put down his bowl and anxiously asked:
"Teacher, what's wrong? Has the new king discovered last night's party?"
He immediately calmly analyzed the situation.
"No! Our dwelling is secluded, with few neighbors around. If we are exposed, there must be a traitor among those people... Teacher, Sage Nafis, why do you think of me like this?"
"..."
Nafis's horrified eyes reflected the child's clear face. After a long while, he hoarsely and heavily read out the last name on the list.
"Sino".
"!"
In a vague premonition, he saw his teacher, his usual nonchalant demeanor gone, anxiously clutching his ear, terrified like a trapped animal:
"How could he know so much?! Even Sino... he wouldn't even spare a child?!"
The wise are always uneasy, and he is even more uneasy now:
"No charges, no accusations, no explanation, just a list! My God! What is he trying to do?! That new king sitting on the throne in the Palace of Wisdom knows everything we do—how is that possible?!"
Finally, amidst the chaos, they received the second announcement.
"Come. "
There are no other words.
This is more suffocating than any lengthy threat.
Nafis collapsed instantly, and Gülech quickly got up, pressing his fingers to Nafis's philtrum while roaring:
"Seno! Pack your things immediately and go seek refuge with your senior sister in Mondstadt! Lisa will definitely help you..."
Upon hearing this, Seno immediately picked up the bowl and slurped up the rest of the porridge.
"What time is it and you're still eating!"
Jules, enraged, reprimanded his young disciple, only to see him, as if deaf, devour all the adults' snacks in a few bites. After wiping his mouth, he slung the gun over his shoulder, chewing peanuts as he asked:
"Teacher, when are we leaving? It's not close to the Order House, we don't want to be late."
"Nonsense! You stupid brat!"
Gülech erupted in fury, “Do you know what that list means? Do you know what it might mean for us to go to the Papal House and face that ‘King’?!”
"Of course I know, teacher. Why are you suddenly treating me like an ignorant brat again?"
He weighed the gun in his hand, assessing his own strength.
"It's nothing more than charges, imprisonment, exile, or saying hello to Hazard."
"Then why don't you—"
“Last night, I voluntarily participated in the party and was aware of the plan, so this is the consequence I should bear.”
The child's face was still young, but the future demeanor that would belong solely to the Grand Disciplinary Officer was already faintly visible on his short frame.
“Escape only brings fear and loss.”
With unwavering courage and burning crimson eyes, he bypassed the panicked scholars, arrogantly raising his head at the foot of the steps, the tip of his spear pointing at the usurper's heart.
"I've wanted to see you for a long time, but the teacher has always prevented me from doing so."
Before Mainkun on the throne could react to these words, Seno suddenly glared and roared.
"Get down here! Tyrant!"
His small chest heaved violently, not from fear, but from boiling fighting spirit.
"I, Seno, in the name of fairness, courage, rules, and justice—declare a duel to you!"
"If I win, you shall leave Mount Sumeru and find another place!"
Almost instantly, Gülech closed his eyes tightly, Nafis was so shocked that he forgot to breathe, and the other scholars were like clay sculptures, their minds blank.
They were terrified, and vaguely heard a soft laugh coming from above.
"What if you lose?"
"If I lose..."
Seno knew that the chances of victory were slim, but he was doing everything he could to save them.
"You may tear open my chest, chop off my head, desecrate my life, and proclaim your horrors—but the 'sins' of everyone else on the list will be wiped clean! Do you dare to accept the challenge?"
"You greedy little thing, you're always making a profit no matter what."
"king!"
Nafis broke out in a cold sweat upon hearing this:
"Didn't you say that no one weaker than you is allowed to exist before your palace? I'll throw him out immediately!"
This statement was once criticized and vilified as the arrogance of a tyrant, but Nafis now thinks it doesn't matter what, he just wants to save his old friend's student!
"The weak."
He was disappointed.
The king with vertical pupils was clearly intrigued; he even lowered his calf from his knee.
"Which eye of yours saw that he was weak? Gouge it out as soon as possible."
"You agree?"
Sino was overjoyed.
"Agree? Why should I agree to such a losing deal? What good would it do me to cut open your chest?"
Mainkuen slowly turned his cat-like brain, trying to find a way to both save his life and gather fear.
"...A different prize would be nice."
He had an idea.
"What?"
Facing Seno's wary eyes, he slowly raised a finger covered with a black pointed nail, pointing it towards Seno's heart.
"I want you."
"You will belong to me."
"Whether it is your fairness, courage, rules, or justice, it will all belong to me and be given to your most hated enemy."
Sino: "...?!"
Mainkuhn thought he had come up with the perfect excuse.
As for what "belonging to me" means? Mainkuhn's cat-like brain didn't even think about it, and he'd forget about it tomorrow.
What he needed was simply a constant stream of high-quality negative emotions emanating from Sino and those desperate scholars.
"Damn it! I'm going to kill him!"
"Calm down! Gülesh! Calm down!"
Look, just like now.
Wait a minute, what was I supposed to do in my normal state?
It seems they're looking for an excuse to examine the child's body and see if he's suffered any irreversible damage from human experimentation.
Well, thinking about it carefully, it should be able to achieve the goal, no major problem.
“Keep your gun up, my young jackal.”
The cat looked at Seno expectantly.
"Um... Can I ask you a question before we start? Otherwise, I'll have a really hard time getting into the zone."
Maine was happy to grant this small request: "Speak."
"Why do you wear a pink flower on your forehead?... Ah, let me clarify beforehand, I don't mean to discriminate against your aesthetic sense, I'm just curious."
Whispers immediately broke out among the scholars below.
"This kid is so bold! My opinion of him has completely changed!"
"Actually, I wanted to ask too, but I didn't dare..."
"Don't look up! You'll be in big trouble if you laugh!"
"!"
Nasita, who was biting into a peach nearby, suddenly felt a chill down her spine. She blinked innocently at the vertical pupils.
"Isn't it pretty?"
"..."
The cat threw the flower and the spirit out together.
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Author's Note: Nasita: I want to pick a flower and give it to the cat~ Cat, cat, look, there's a flower...
Those who know the joke, please understand. (lol)
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