Patika was definitely not asleep.
Not long after she lay down on the bed, she secretly tried to use the water element to counteract the effects of the alcohol.
So she listened to every word of their conversation.
"Bear the consequences... why is it always consequences..."
In Patika's memory, the only thing she remembered was a sentence her mother had said that was almost identical to what Xiao He had just said.
"Don't blame me for being strict with you; it's my responsibility as a mother."
"Responsibility? If you didn't like me, why did you get pregnant with me in the first place?!"
"I regret it very much, but this is the consequence I have to bear."
She never understood the meaning of her mother's words.
Other families are happy to have a child, so why is it that when it's my turn, I'm the one facing the "consequences"?
Could it be because the lifespan of a forbidden spellcaster is different from that of an ordinary person?
Patika was completely baffled.
For elementalists, the "forbidden spell level" is a watershed moment, equivalent to breaking the constraints of human genes.
Whether it's controlling cell vitality to adjust one's apparent age or actually doubling one's lifespan, these are things that ordinary people cannot do.
On this planet, humans are not at the top of the food chain.
On the contrary, humans are still a relatively inferior species.
In other places outside the continent of Nojin, the average lifespan of various intelligent beings is far greater than that of humans, and their overall strength is naturally also greater than that of humans.
Even some subhuman species can stand on the shoulders of pure humans and laugh at them mercilessly.
Patika looked somewhat dejected.
Xiao He's word "reason" kept lingering in her mind.
She understood that most unions between forbidden elementalists and ordinary people ended in tragedy or regret.
She just wanted to act recklessly once in a while, to show that she no longer belonged to the Temple of Saintess Polis, no longer belonged to Isabel.
But I never thought about the "consequences".
Xiao He and Valerie, who were below, couldn't see her expression and continued chatting idly.
"Actually, there's something I've never understood..." Valerie unconsciously put both feet on the chair, her posture as casual and unrestrained as if she were squatting on a toilet.
Xiao He instinctively covered his forehead to remind her to be mindful of her appearance.
Valerie, however, showed no regard for her image and continued talking intently.
"I'm curious, you've only known Xuefeng for less than a week, why did you accept his marriage proposal?"
Valerie's understanding of their relationship came almost entirely from descriptions by other members of the group, and she ultimately concluded that it was "love at first sight."
Even Patika, who was pretending to be asleep in bed, was thinking the same thing.
Whether it was Xiao He and Wang Xuefeng, who were already engaged, or Valerie Lucadi, whom she saw as somewhat ambiguous, it seemed that they could become acquainted with each other with just a casual remark.
Why can't I do it when it's my turn?
Is it just because Li Xiaozhi is an ordinary person?
"No, we've known each other for a long time," Xiao He explained helplessly.
"We've known each other for a long time? You're not from Mount Modan?" Valerie asked in surprise.
Xiao He admitted, "I am not."
Valerie paused, then asked, "How long have you actually known each other?"
"A few years," Xiao He replied vaguely.
“Year?” Valerie found the key quantifier.
If the process of getting to know each other really took that long, it's normal for them to gradually move towards marriage...
"Years...several years..."
Valerie muttered to herself, then, as if she had just realized something, suddenly slapped her thigh.
"I've made up my mind! If the regimental commander still can't find a wife in a few years, I'll offer myself as his wife!"
"puff--"
Xiao He spat out a mouthful of tea.
"What? Is something wrong?" Valerie scratched her head and immediately began to reflect.
After a moment, she touched her face, slightly embarrassed.
"Uh... that's true. In a few years, the commander will be in his thirties... how could that be... I... sigh."
Hearing her self-doubt, Xiao He remained silent for a long time.
Just like her, he awkwardly touched his face.
"Is it just my imagination?" Valerie asked, looking at her. "I have this feeling that you have something to say?"
No, no.
"real?"
"Um……"
Valerie looked suspicious, then suddenly stomped her feet on the ground, one on each side, and pulled her chair next to Xiao He like she was riding a toy horse. She leaned against Xiao He's shoulder and asked, "Really?"
Xiao He: "..."
Valerie: "..."
Xiao He: "If I said..."
Valerie: "What did you say?"
"I'm a little embarrassed to say this..." Xiao He slowly removed his hand from his blushing cheek: "Xuefeng is actually ten years older than me. Do you believe me if I don't have any proof?"
Valerie's eyes widened instantly, her entire body froze, and her brain entered a state of rapid information processing.
"..."
"I believe you! I believe you!"
Valerie slapped her thigh hard again, so hard that it turned the skin red.
"I knew it! Why did he always seem so mature? He doesn't seem like a nineteen or twenty-year-old boy at all! I don't even have the same feelings for the regimental commander as I do for him! So that's why!"
"Okay, don't tell anyone."
"Of course! I swear in the name of Polis! It will be kept absolutely secret!"
After Valerie finished speaking, her thoughts suddenly returned to the question she had just asked.
Now that we have the precedents of Xiao He and Wang Xuefeng, then my previous assumption can also be valid!
What's the difference between "ten years apart" and "twelve years apart"?
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