Chapter 148 Onpharos 1-2 "Lord Wan Di, I'm here to help you..."
His enemies were enraging him.
He Yuan saw through the man's thoughts and calmly said, "Then I will speak frankly."
"I thought our relationship was just a fleeting affair, and what we said afterward was just a cover-up to make sure we owed each other nothing—meaning we would never see each other again."
"Your Excellency Wan Di, Crown Prince Medmos of Suspended Peak City, can't you understand my hidden meaning?"
Wan Di grabbed the young man's hand, "I was thrown into the River Styx when I was a child. No one taught me the etiquette of a crown prince; they only taught me how to survive."
“Even though we met by chance, I had another way that day. You told me that you liked me, wanted me, and invited me to your bathhouse, which led to what happened next.”
"You said you would give me an explanation, and you are not a person who goes back on his word. Why haven't you heard from me? You haven't even replied to Shiban?"
Memories flooded back like a tidal wave.
Crane Kite was momentarily dazed, her thoughts and body sinking into a dense sea of memory bubbles, being pushed to the pink one in front of her.
That was the day that Crown Prince Medmos of Suspended Edge City officially joined Ohma.
To show its importance, the meeting ceremony was held in the square of Dawn Cloud Cliff. Crane Kite attended the ceremony at the invitation of Agrea.
On the surface, he was a priest who did not participate in political struggles and devoted himself to the Father Cephale. However, every time a divine oracle was delivered, it would cause a storm in Ohma. Coupled with the large and powerful group of believers, no one dared to underestimate Crane and always placed him in a position that required respect.
The same applies to the meeting with Medemus.
Crane Kite sat in the seat next to Agrea and Kennis, staring blankly at Kephale, who was carrying a giant stone.
A gaze lingered on him for a long time; it came from the faction of Suspended Edge City, and it was the leader of that faction.
Crown Prince Medmos...?
What is he looking at himself for?
He Yuan tilted her head in confusion, and a screen appeared in her seemingly lifeless gaze.
The information on Medemos shows that his past is laid bare before Crane Kite.
This is omniscience, omniscience at the cost of blindness.
He Yuan accepted this well, since the map in the game was still viewable and it didn't significantly affect her daily life.
This ability made his career as a charlatan go smoothly, and everyone—almost everyone—held his words as gospel, believing him to be a man favored by Cefal.
Who would have thought that the seemingly fine Kefal was now only supported by the power of trickery and the faith that Crane and Kite had brought in?
That said, this crown prince is quite handsome.
Although He Yuan is only in charge of arranging the schedule and only needs to make choices, she still gets tired of seeing the same old faces of passersby.
With a handsome and robust crown prince finally arriving, his appetite was indeed whetted.
He Yuan originally intended to give a gift first and proceed gradually, but when he talked to the Crown Prince during his break, he discovered that there was an option to "invite him to sleep together".
This is a subtle invitation to the other person to squeeze the cream, and it's a way of building rapport.
He Yuan had seen this option for a long time, and as soon as it popped up, she clicked on it.
It's okay to get used to sleeping with other people.
His attributes in the outer space no longer require much effort, so as long as there is an option for kissing, hugging, and sleeping together... he will click on it without hesitation.
But isn't this too abrupt? They only know each other's names.
The option disappeared after being selected, and the man in front of him didn't move, only his breathing quickened slightly.
“Priest? That’s what everyone here calls you,” Wan Di raised the pomegranate juice in his hand and bowed slightly. “I am Medemos. If you don’t want the hassle, you can call me Wan Di.”
The guards standing next to Wan Di stared wide-eyed.
When did Your Highness become so approachable?!
He Yuan felt that the person in front of her was not as fierce as she had initially thought. Instead, he seemed like a tamed lion, cute and majestic.
He forgot the accident just now and showed a faint smile. "Lord Wan Di, you can just call me He Yuan."
“I am merely an intermediary relaying divine pronouncements; there is no need for such formality.”
Royal Guard: ...
Just relaying the divine message is quite powerful, isn't it!
He had met many priests who could only translate one or two words from the oracle; the rest he had to guess.
It doesn't resemble Ohmma at all.
The oracle was not only clear, but also perfectly rhymed, sounding like a poem.
Do the people here really worship this priest?
If Your Highness wishes to establish a foothold in Ohma, it will be much easier to cultivate a good relationship with this priest.
The guards instantly understood Wan Di's actions.
Your Highness has your own plan!
“Priest... no, Crane Kite, you are too modest. There are not many priests like you in this world.”
One aspect is the ability to perfectly interpret divine pronouncements; another is the ability to freely travel between the underworld and the real world.
This was not his first meeting with He Yuan; they had met before on the banks of the River Styx.
At the time, he was just an ignorant child who only knew how to cling to the older brother who looked very handsome, and even childishly made a promise to marry him when he grew up.
The mother of the invincible Goergo once told him not to act rashly before he had the power to save the lives of others.
“Otherwise, you might harm him,” Goergo instructed from behind Wan Di. “Maidemus, run, and don’t look back!”
"Remember, you have the blood of the Goergo. One day, you will find your homeland!"
Wan Di knew very well that the person who regarded him as the father of the prophesied destroyer of Suspended Edge City was definitely not his parent.
He always remembered the priestess by the River Styx, but after that month of picking up the thread, Wan Di never saw that beautiful priestess again.
He still remembered the other person's pristine white robe, the gold ornaments hanging at the waist, and the slender, fair legs revealed beneath the robe as they moved.
I remember that face and those eyes that still shone brightly on the banks of the River Styx.
Now, he saw it again.
Overwhelmed with surprise, he didn't even notice the strange taste of the pomegranate juice in his cup until Wan Di realized something was wrong with his body.
He had always channeled all his desires into struggle, and had never felt this way before, especially not in this situation.
He understood almost immediately.
Some people didn't want him to succeed in the negotiations, and they even included the priest in their scheme.
After making a fool of themselves in front of the priest, or even doing something excessive and rude... what kind of status will the Suspended Ones have in Ohmar after that?
Even with Aglaia's guarantee, the Senate would relentlessly pursue them, making their lives miserable.
However, the other party miscalculated that Wan Di had been fighting against death since childhood, and the limit of energy he could endure far exceeded that of ordinary people. He was even a Golden Descendant.
So after calming his breathing a little, he chatted with He Yuan as usual.
"He Yuan, have you... been to the underworld?" Wan Di asked.
The cranes and kites on the banks of the River Styx shone brilliantly, yet they simply gazed silently at the sky, ignoring Wan Di even once.
It doesn't matter that He Yuan doesn't recognize him.
It's good that we know each other now.
Wan Die will settle in Ohma for a long time; he will have plenty of time.
He Yuan tilted her head in confusion. "The Underworld? I've been in Ohema since I was born, serving the Heavenly Father, and have never stepped out of Ji Liming Cloud Cliff."
"Have you been there?" The young man's unfocused eyes met his gaze. "Could you tell me about it?"
Like a white crane imprisoned in a cage, elegant and noble, detached from worldly affairs, yet yearning for the outside world.
Medemus could not resist his eyes.
In those eyes that should have been lifeless, Medemus saw a great deal.
He spoke casually about his experiences, his face calm.
The guards, quite perceptive, had already walked away.
If he were still here, he would be shocked by Wan Di's frankness and natural familiarity.
After all, this experience has always been the Crown Prince's own secret, and he rarely talks about it with others.
It's truly magical that he would open his heart to a priest he'd only known for a few hours.
"...Lord Wan Di, you've worked hard."
Tears welled up in the priest's lifeless eyes, falling along the contours of his face. Wan Di used them to wipe his eyes with a silk handkerchief.
"Feel sorry..."
"Why apologize?" Wan Di frowned. "I didn't feel any discomfort."
He Yuan lowered her head. "It's a rule that priests cannot show their emotions on solemn occasions, as that would tarnish the Father—"
“I didn’t see it,” Wan Di interrupted He Yuan decisively. “Only the two of us know what just happened. I’ll pretend I didn’t see it, so you don’t need to panic.”
At this moment, Wan Di still naively believed that the priest in front of him was so bound by rules that he didn't even have the freedom to shed tears.
He Yuan's eyes crinkled into a smile. "Thank you, Wan Di."
He looked up at Wan Di, his brows suddenly furrowing, and his fingers gripped Wan Di's wrist. "Did you eat something strange, Wan Di?"
"Why are there red threads wrapping and swelling around your body?!"
That is—
He Yuan realized something and immediately snatched the pomegranate juice from Wan Di's hand. "I'll take you somewhere to freshen up first. Aya is here, so don't worry."
Since the ceremony is over, the rest of the time is for free socializing.
If Wan Di doesn't recognize him, then he'll probably need to get to know him better and provide a better environment for Xuan Feng Ren.
But now that he's here, Wan Di doesn't need to waste time on these things anymore.
He Yuan knew all too well how much nonsense these people talked and how much time they would waste.
He decisively splashed pomegranate juice on Wan Di, let out a small gasp, and summoned his personal guards.
"Your Highness the Crown Prince's clothes are dirty. Please borrow my carriage and horses to go to my bathhouse to wash them."
Wan Di couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth and said in agreement, "Then thank you very much, High Priest."
The two ignored Wan Di's personal guards and rode in a carriage to the Bathing Palace.
Crane's Bath Palace is located high on Dawn Cloud Cliff, second only to the statue of Kefeller.
Normally, no one would come to disturb this place, and even the personal guards would stay far away so that they could not hear any movement in the bathing palace.
Wan Di thought they were simply changing clothes, until He Yuan followed him into the bath. As the water enveloped the young man's white robe, clinging to his curves, many unspeakable thoughts suddenly arose in his mind.
The youth in the water clung to him like a siren, whispering in his ear, "Lord Wan Di, how about I help you?"
What kind of help?
Wan Di looked down at the hand on his chest and suddenly understood something.
What if I said yes?
He Yuan must know him, otherwise why would she suddenly extend such an ambiguous invitation?
What just now...?
Why did He Yuan just say that she had never been to the Underworld?
Wan Di had no time to think about it.
He was completely captivated by the beautiful scenery before him, knowing only how to conquer, plunder, and tear fabric.
He can control it.
But if someone demands his release, then he will release them.
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Author's Note: Xiao Yuan: A handsome character, taking a small bite.
Wan Di: We are mutually in love.
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