Chapter 152 Onpharos 1-6 "He looks so pitiful..."
Bai E was very skillful from a young age.
In his childhood classroom, he carved wooden toy soldiers—though they were confiscated by his teacher.
There is only one teacher in the entire Ailimitshe, and whether or not to hold a class each day depends on Olonis—the Titan of Time. Overall, the learning atmosphere in Ailimitshe is not tense, after all, the civilization here is in a stage of enlightenment but not fully enlightenment, and there is a lack of competitive pressure among students.
Therefore, Bai Er had a very happy and simple childhood, which allowed him to learn many skills, all of which he used in his later journey.
For Bai Er, the only thing he's not good at is history.
Bai'e held the carving knife, carefully examining the priest's face, and began to carve strokes onto the wood.
He sculpted a small priest sitting upright, whose features were almost identical to He Yuan's, but no matter how you looked at it, it didn't have the charm of He Yuan.
But that's enough.
The whole process took him several tens of minutes.
After Bai E finished carving, he realized that he had been silent all this time.
Oh no! Feng Jin said that we should try our best not to let the priest's words fall to the ground, and that we should respond to everything!
Bai E quietly raised her eyes to observe He Yuan's expression.
The young man sat on a stone chair in the courtyard, his hands outstretched, with several disheveled sparrows resting in his palms.
The finches made very little noise, only gently rubbing their feathers against his palm, nuzzling against the gentle-looking young man.
Bai E looked at those hands, from the pinkish-white palms to the fair, lotus-root-like arms, and then to the white gauze sleeves bound by golden rings.
He had never realized that anyone's hands could be so beautiful.
My gaze involuntarily drifted to her collarbone.
The priest's clothes were not form-fitting, and had a draping texture at the chest, allowing the faint traces of her collarbone to fall into Bai E's eyes.
Connecting this to the seal on He Yuan's ankle, a bold conjecture emerged in Bai E's mind.
Is it possible that He Yuan was... deceived by Wan Di?
Bai E was terrified by his own thoughts.
He was very familiar with Wan Di, knew his character, and was certain that Wan Di would not do such a thing.
Why would he think that?
Bai E couldn't understand it.
But he remained silent for a long time, and there was no sound of carving. As if sensing something, He Yuan asked softly, "What's wrong? Do you need any materials?"
Bai Er shook his head, trying to remain calm. "No... I was doing a final check."
He handed the small wooden figure to He Yuan, saying, "My skills aren't very good; I couldn't even carve a tenth of your likeness..."
"Just take a look."
Crane Kite pursed her lips, her fingers gliding over the feathers of the magpie, signaling them to fly away.
He then smiled slightly at Bai E and said, "I have faith in Your Excellency Bai E's skills."
A sorrowful expression appeared on the young man's face. "Besides... being able to imagine your own face is already quite good, isn't it?"
Bai E's breath hitched.
Just now, one sentence kept shouting in his mind—
"He looks so pitiful, please help him!"
Even the unfavorable speculation about Wan Di that had just surfaced was dug up again—
"He doesn't seem like someone who understands emotions at all. Why don't we ask where that seal came from? Maybe Wan Di tricked him!"
These ideas are too outrageous! Bai E thought to himself.
"I—I'll practice hard!" For some reason, Bai E uttered words that sounded like a promise, "I'll practice hard and try to carve one exactly the same as yours, okay!"
Crane Kite seemed stunned.
He hesitated for a moment before saying, "But shouldn't you have a lot of things to do?"
"The savior can't be that free, can he?"
The world is not as optimistic as it seems.
Unable to resist the erosion brought by the Kuroshio Current, people could only retreat to the few remaining locations and wait for the prophesied rebirth.
As a savior and a member of the Golden Clan, Bai E will have no shortage of troubles.
The years that Shenwu Shuting spent studying must have been the most leisurely time of his life.
“…” Bai Er paused, then made up his mind, “I can sleep a little less!”
"If you're willing to wait—"
“I do!” He Yuan answered immediately.
This back-and-forth process resembles a ritualistic procedure.
Bai E was unaware of anything; a strange joy overwhelmed his questions.
He watched as He Yuan touched the little wooden figure, a happy smile spreading across his face as he touched the patterns on it.
"Bai'er, thank you."
He Yuan smiled at him again.
This time it wasn't just polite talk, but intimate, like the distance between friends.
Bai E struggled to suppress his pounding heart and asked the question that had been troubling him for a long time.
"Who gave you that... the one on your ankle?"
He wanted to know how Wan Di described this thing.
He Yuan looked over, puzzled. "Why do you ask that?"
After confirming that he wasn't angry, Bai Er boldly said, "My friend cherishes this seal, so I'd like to know why he gave it to you?"
—I want to know if you were aware of this matter.
Bai E carefully observed He Yuan's expression and noticed a moment of confusion on the young man's face.
"I...I don't know..." He Yuan put the little wooden figure aside and looked down, feeling for her ankle. "Let me take it off first!"
He stood up and bent over, but due to prolonged sitting and exhaustion, he fell straight forward and into Bai E's arms.
An irresistible, cool fragrance filled his nostrils. Bai E swayed for a moment, his fingers pressing tightly against the priest's back.
He Yuan frantically pressed her hand against his chest, her slender white fingers sinking into the muscles of his deep V-neck due to gravity.
He Yuan tried to pull back, but almost caught the ribbon on Bai E's chest.
Is the construction of Bai E's clothes... really like this?
He Yuan was still being held, and he considerately did not remind Bai E, his fingers lightly tapping on the firm muscles.
Bai E felt a tingling sensation in his chest and knew he should let go, but... he wanted to hold on a little longer.
He looked down at the priest and could only see trembling, uneasy eyelashes and a hint of pink showing through.
The pink hue, hidden beneath the pristine white robe, beckons people to admire it.
He pressed down a little harder, letting the frantic breathing flow through the crook of his neck.
"Lord Bai'e?"
Seeing that the time was right, He Yuan spoke up to remind her, "I'm standing firm now, thank you."
Bai E reluctantly let go, her eyes fixed on He Yuan.
“Lord Bai’e,” He Yuan began hesitantly, “could you please tell me what this seal represents?”
Did Wan Di ever tell him that?
He Yuan had no memory of it. He only remembered that after a tender moment, Wan Di grabbed his ankle and put it on him while he was in a daze.
He must have asked, and Wan Di seems to have answered.
Unfortunately, he couldn't hear clearly.
After today, Wan Di never told him about the importance of this seal again.
It's fun to erase all traces and fall in love with the savior with an innocent attitude, but the fun factor increases dramatically when a few other people are involved.
He Yuan raised her head, awaiting Bai E's reply.
Bai E sighed, "This is the seal of Xuanfeng City. With him here, you can mobilize some of Wan Di's personal guards."
He Yuan's hand trembled, and she almost dropped the seal on the ground.
His face was slightly flushed, as if he were annoyed.
“Medemos didn’t tell me!”
A strange feeling welled up in Bai E's heart.
Does the fact that Wan Di didn't say that proves his deduction was correct?
...which also proves that his malicious speculation was correct.
Bai E rubbed his forehead in pain.
How could he possibly use such thinking to speculate about Wan Di?
Wan Di is his good brother!
Even if I'm not willing to go through fire and water for you, I can't let this go unresolved!
What is he doing?!
Bai E hesitated before explaining to Wan Di, "Maybe he doesn't need this seal anymore? Why don't we ask him when we get back?"
Taking the opportunity, He Yuan said, "Why are you asking! I don't want to see him! I have nothing to do with him!"
Just by hearing that, you can tell there's more to it than meets the eye.
Bai E wanted to ask, but she knew she couldn't ask about her current relationship with He Yuan.
Will it cause trouble if I ask?
He had no choice but to endure it.
He Yuan cursed a few times, then sat back down, panting, and muttered a few words under his breath.
This volume might be inaudible to most people, but to Bai E, it was like a normal volume—if he wanted to hear it.
Those of the Golden Clan are always superior to ordinary people in every aspect, just like the length and time of Wan Di.
The crane and the kite are complaining—
"Wan Di is lying to me again!"
"I won't let him kiss me again... It's so painful... He'll leave teeth marks!"
"He's so annoying!"
"He is never to come to the Bathing Palace again after we go back!"
Several guesses flashed through Bai E's mind, waiting to be confirmed after he left.
If—he meant if—He Yuan and Wan Di didn't have a confirmed relationship, would he have a chance?
Ohma did not prohibit priests from marrying, and judging from He Yuan's appearance, the young man did not object to these intimate acts.
So—then he has a chance, right?
Bai Er reflected on his performance.
Although it wasn't particularly outstanding, it didn't offend the other party either.
He sat opposite He Yuan and tentatively took her hand. "Then let's not ask. We'll deal with it when we're in a better mood."
"By the way, is there anything you like to eat? I'll make it for you."
According to Feng Jin, He Yuan must be hungry after such a long journey.
They even have to sneak a bite of a small cake; I really don't know what the Senate is thinking.
If Bai E were to raise it, he would definitely prepare three balanced and delicious meals for He Yuan to ensure that it grows tall and healthy in its youth.
Instead of being so thin and frail now, easily held in his arms.
Beaur's aversion to the Senate deepened.
When He Yuan heard that Bai E was going to cook for him, his eyes lit up and he nodded, "Okay! But I don't know what ingredients are prepared here. Can you cook it according to your preference?"
"I love all kinds of food, I'm not picky!"
Facing the priest's gleaming face, Bai E felt an even stronger pity for her.
Is it because I haven't eaten many delicious foods that I'm not picky about anything?
Crane Kite, who has eaten countless varieties of food from ten thousand enemies: Innocent.jpg
He listened to Bai'er's movements and sent a message to Aglaia.
Crane Kite: ...Isn't the savior too naive?
Aglaia: ?
Crane Kite: I fell for it so easily, and now I feel so sorry for myself.
Aglaia: ? ?
Crane Kite: Wan Di too. Strange, are you the only one who enhanced your brain?
Aglaia: Because I like it, I am willing to be deceived by appearances.
Aglaia: High Priestess, let me give you a piece of advice.
Aglaia: Don't provoke these two easily; you might not be able to withstand their wrath.
"Aya, what's making you laugh so happily?" Tibo, who was preparing a gift, asked curiously.
Aglaia smiled. "I was gloating over the fate of a pampered cat that had managed to provoke both a lion and a wolfhound."
Tibo understood: "**We** understand, thank you Aya."
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Author's Note: [Winking emoji] Guess how to clamp it?
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