Chapter 152 - Come to my house
Chapter 152 - Come to my house
Miyal got off Duan Yunhong's carriage in a daze and walked towards his own carriage.
"You are really courting death." Ning Fei looked at the disappearing figure, put on the hood of his cloak again, and grabbed the handle of the car door. "Then, you don't have to help him fulfill his wish anymore. Just continue to be your 'observer' freely. I'll leave first..."
Duan Yunhong grabbed his wrist.
"Where do you live now?" the man asked. "If you don't have enough stuff, you can come to my place?"
Ning Fei was startled when he heard this: "...You should have been strengthened by my light magic and obeyed my orders." As he spoke, he took the initiative to loosen the door handle, "What's going on? Do you have a trick to resist light magic?"
"No. In fact, I just hope that whatever you say will come true." Duan Yunhong still held his wrist tightly and stared at him, "But I have learned my lesson. The last time you treated me like this, I could hardly think objectively. My mind was full of thoughts of following your instructions and achieving that goal. And although I clearly did not forget what I actually thought of you, I could not keep up emotionally. That cooling and distorted feeling was really annoying.
"So this time, when the magic weakened, I had already rationally considered what I must say and do if I met you. Even if my heart is not inclined to do so, I will do it. As long as you act according to my previously established plan, even if you use light magic to 'brainwash' me again, I will not easily go against my original intention."
"...Tsk, you actually used this trick to fight against the absolute brainwashing of light magic. I learned another trick." Ning Fei sneered, "You want to hide me in your house, are you sure? Aren't you afraid that I will 'baptize' you every day and make you completely mentally unstable? Also, if someone in the Earl's Mansion tells them that I'm hiding there, don't expect me to help you when I escape."
"I know. At worst, you can just kill me and use me as your killing target for that week." Duan Yunhong paused and said something strange, "Actually, I thought of a joke, but your magic makes it hard for me to say it out loud now."
"What?" Ning Fei was a little interested. "I allow you to say it. Just treat it as a confession. Go ahead."
"..." Duan Yunhong said expressionlessly, "You just said that you would make me completely mentally incompetent. I thought that if I didn't, you would probably use up the entire world. After all, those people are so dirty, you can't possibly touch them."
"Pfft...!" Ning Fei couldn't help but laugh this time. "Oh my god, you said this without any emotion. It's so weird. You sound like an actor with poor acting skills!"
"You know the reason. You are the one who caused this distortion." Duan Yunhong was also very annoyed. He could clearly sense that his current perception of Ning Fei was "sacred and inviolable", but this was seriously against his original intention, making his emotions completely unstable.
"Yes, I know. But don't be so confident. The people in this world are dirty, so are you clean? You just borrowed the identity of an 'outsider' to get a clean appearance in the physical sense." Ning Fei finished laughing and said slowly, "You are not clean, and I am not clean either. And in fact, I am what you think those people are like in your heart."
"You're different."
"Same. This is my origin. My past is no different from the people here and those hypocritical saints in Miar." Ning Fei said sarcastically, "Don't use your ideas to beautify me. I don't need it. Look, the facts prove that you are only attracted by the me in your imagination, the glorious me. Looking at those self-righteous 'guinea pigs' in the church now, do you still think I am the 'Ning Fei' in the set framework you think of?"
Duan Yunhong reached out and pulled off his hood.
There was no anger, no grievance, Ning Fei's expression was just calm with a hint of mockery.
Duan Yunhong looked into his eyes and confirmed, "So, you used to be the Holy Son of the Church?"
"Why are you pretending? You guessed it when I asked you to help Miyal." Ning Fei raised his eyebrows slightly, "How do you feel? Those C-level skills that you like were also learned this way. Sometimes it's better not to trace the origin, right?"
"You have to understand clearly that if I wasn't mentally prepared, I wouldn't have come, and I wouldn't have stayed until now." Duan Yunhong said, "Since you are willing to say it, then the time zone you were originally in is now? Have these churches and nobles always been like this?"
"When I left, it should have been thirty years ago, the situation was pretty much the same. The church is weaker than before, but it still had some status a few decades ago." Ning Fei paused, then deliberately said, "By the way, my first minister was the Duke of Bartley, you should have met him."
Duan Yunhong didn't know whether the discomfort in his heart came from jealousy or from the fact that Ning Fei, who "should be sacred", was saying such things. But he suppressed his emotions and tried to continue the conversation in a calm tone: "He doesn't seem to have a good temper."
"Yes, he used to have a bad temper and was quite perverted. But he was also unwilling to share his lover, which was quite rare, so I chose him on purpose." Ning Fei continued to count, "After that, when he got married, the Duchess always targeted me, so he threw me to his brother. His brother was much more romantic, and I heard that he was stabbed by his lover, tsk tsk tsk tsk..."
Duan Yunhong really didn't want to listen anymore, so he interrupted him and asked, "If you hadn't met Miyal today, who would you have planned to kill? Miyal, or the Duke, the priest, or the Pope?"
"Whatever. You don't think I'm seeking revenge, do you? Ridiculous. If I wanted revenge, I would have come here a long time ago. Destroying the world is just a matter of wasting luck. But why should I let these people die so easily?" Ning Fei sneered, "This is just an entertainment show. I made a form and wrote down the names or positions of the nobles and the church. If no one has written a name by tonight, I will go back and throw darts at whoever I hit. In this way, those who haven't had their turn yet will be in a state of panic and try to kill each other. Oh, by the way, your name is on it too. Are you surprised or not?"
"Kill him." Duan Yunhong said calmly, "After you die, I can come in with a different identity and wander around with you. It would be nice to avoid not seeing you once for several months with this noble identity."
"Who the hell is wandering with you? Just go and sleep on the street." Ning Fei raised an eyebrow. "You also said that the light magic affected you. I see that you have adapted well. Isn't this all bullshit?"
"Because I suddenly found the trick." Duan Yunhong replied, "Your magic made me want to give everything to you without thinking. And within the scope of religion, there are many mushy words that can be said without thinking. So, I have to thank you for this magic."
"...Tsk." Ning Fei then remembered that light magic would probably restrain Duan Yunhong's "hard-talking" attribute. Now he has shot himself in the foot.
Duan Yunhong took the opportunity to ask again: "So, are you going to my house? It's normal for the person a 'believer' wants to follow to 'descend' to his own home, right?"
Ning Fei: "...You lucky bandits are really good at taking advantage of loopholes."
"Whatever you say, I want you to come to my house right now. I want to protect you." Having said that, Duan Yunhong simply followed the impulse in his heart, squatted in front of Ning Fei, put his hands on the seats on both sides of Ning Fei's legs, and looked up and said, "You know your own magic, what can I do to you? As long as you nod, I will go back now. If you don't want to sleep in the same bed, I will make sure you sleep alone in the master bedroom. Anyway, I can't disobey you."
Ning Fei lowered her eyes and looked at him.
I clearly wanted to return to this world to calm down and get away from it, so why did it turn out like this?
It's like taffy, can't be shaken off or thrown away. I did so much, but in the end, it all turned out to be the opposite.
——What went wrong?
Ning Fei wanted to press his brows, but he didn't want Duan Yunhong to see that he was troubled. With his mind tangled, his fingers unconsciously clenched his cloak. Duan Yunhong's hand was right next to his, and he actually noticed the slight movement, so he held his hand and said, "What's the problem? Didn't you take advantage of me before with a clear conscience? And since you have already taken advantage of the Duke's son, why can't you do the same to me, the Earl? Oh, speaking of this..."
Duan Yunhong suddenly remembered something and his tone became unhappy: "Who did you think gave you the purple dress you wore at the Queen's birthday party a week ago? Was it Ceris?"
"...Ah?" Ning Fei was stunned for a moment, not realizing why the topic had turned to this. "Otherwise...? I just randomly picked a set of clothes from those."
"You can pick a set at random and get the one I gave you?" Duan Yunhong stared at him and squinted his eyes. "I was hooking up with you at that time. Don't tell me you don't know. Even the brooch and ring you wore were not given by me, nor were they my location markers. Your little servant took away all the things I gave you. Did you agree to this?"
"What? You sent it? I have no idea..." Ning Fei hesitated for two seconds, but still explained a few words, "I lost Seris's letters twice, and Shalai never showed me the letters. He only told me what he received. I chose the purple one because most of the other clothes Seris sent were light-colored or even white, and I didn't want to be so eye-catching."
"No wonder..." Duan Yunhong gritted his teeth a little, "So you thought the things I gave you were from Seris? So you didn't take anything with you when you left... Oh, you did take it with you, after all, you probably didn't have time to change clothes that day, so you should have worn the purple suit, right?"
Ning Fei: “…Just throw it away after changing it.”
Duan Yunhong: “…”
Now it was his turn to pinch his brows: "Okay, you throw it away. Then I just want to ask one thing - do you have my location coordinates?"
Ning Fei: “…I brought it.”
Duan Yunhong finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
Ning Fei added: "You shouldn't care too much about these external things."
"Are you trying to brainwash me with this kind of words again?" Duan Yunhong's tone was a little cold. "It's too late. Isn't it normal for me to care about other 'believers' taking the credit for my work? I'm particularly concerned about your light magic, so just bear with it."
Ning Fei was speechless again.
Duan Yunhong noticed his hesitation and pressed the issue again: "So, you're going to descend upon my house?"
Ning Fei was silent for a while, and finally said: "Then go to the square and write Deka's name."
Deka's name was on the square. Now that Deka was dead, even if it was Miar who killed someone, it would be blamed on Ning Fei.
Duan Yunhong gave a subtle, triumphant smile: "It's a deal."
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