Chapter 128
Mol blinked and woke up from her sleep.
She found herself lying in a completely unfamiliar room, on a soft bed, with a fan-shaped window to the side, through which dazzling light shone.
The blonde girl was in a daze. She wasn't even sure if everything that happened before was just a dream.
Mol walked out slowly, then was startled again and froze in place.
A young man with long black hair was standing under the oracle flower tree, reaching out to pick a blooming flower.
She had dreamed of this scene, which was deeply engraved in her memory, countless times, but never once did it seem as real as it did now.
"You're awake."
A calm and gentle familiar voice sounded, but the statement was full of certainty, as if it had already witnessed her waking up.
"...Your Majesty."
Mo Er couldn't help but take a step forward, her voice trembling: "Is it you...?"
The black-haired young man blinked and teased, "As my divine messenger, you can't even recognize me?"
"No!" Mol immediately denied, cautiously taking another step forward. When he realized the situation hadn't dissipated, his eyes lit up, but his cheeks flushed with embarrassment. "...But I truly don't deserve the title of God's Messenger. I'm just a believer conveying your will."
The black-haired young man chuckled softly, "You already are."
This is not a lawsuit in name only.
Moer now completely remembered what had happened before, and knew that she must have been taken into the temple set up by the black-haired god in the human world. She was almost moved to tears.
The first thing His Majesty did upon arriving was save her! He even brought her unconscious into his own shrine! He even kept an eye on her awakening—she was always His Majesty's supporter!
"Cize! Mor!"
Just as Mol was about to say a few more words to the Crown Prince she had been thinking about, a piercing and annoying voice rang out: "Mol, you're awake! And, Caesar, Ursula and I are ready!"
Having been interrupted, Mol slowly turned around, a blank smile curling up at the corner of her lips. "What a coincidence, Freeman."
Xia Zuo immediately stopped, feeling that if he got any closer to the blonde woman at this moment, he would be killed.
Then Xia Zuo heard his best friend's gloating and amused laughter.
Can a close friend's laughter be called gloating? That's called losing control!
"I knew you were going to wake up, so I asked Xia Zuo to come here now, Mol." Although he was joking, Xizel still kindly explained the truth: "You've worked hard all this time, how about taking a day off today?"
When facing Xizel, Moer restrained all his attack power and repeated in a daze: "...Holiday?"
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When Moer came to her senses, they were already standing in a dressing room.
Xia Zuo looked around and asked curiously, "Xize, where is this?"
Xizel smiled slightly: "A place that makes our presence justified."
Xia Zuo: "?"
Before he could react to what César meant, he saw the black-haired young man leisurely open the door, then step out calmly and say with a smile in his voice, "Also, don't scare anyone."
The moment the door opened, the noisy sounds outside came in, as if the black-haired young man's action of pushing the door just now broke through some protective layer, allowing them to truly integrate into the place and have fun.
Xia Zuo and Mo Er exchanged a glance, and ahead of them, Ursula, still in the shape of a child, had already caught up. Mo Er followed closely behind, unwilling to be outdone, and in the end, Xia Zuo was the last one to finish.
Xia Zuo closed the door helplessly to cover their retreat, then raised his head and was completely stunned.
So, so many people.
No, it’s a lot of people wearing strange clothes.
People with blue hair, purple hair, pink hair, and even green hair came and went, wearing clothes of very different styles. Some of them were holding weapons of strange shapes - although Xia Zuo swore with his own eyesight that those weapons were 100% fake, especially the knife that just passed by, which looked like it was not sure if it could withstand Mol's sword.
Where...is this place?
Xia Zuo subconsciously wanted to seek help from his omnipotent best friend, but when he looked up, he found that the black-haired young man had skillfully reduced his presence, turned around and stopped in the shadows, giving him a harmless and familiar smile.
Xia Zuo, who felt something was wrong when he saw this smile: "..."
...It's a trick!!
However, it was too late to react at this time.
I could hear an excited scream beside my ears: "Ahhhh, look over there, such a perfect reproduction of Sister Moer and Sister Ursula!!"
“It’s the regular clothes Xia Xia ahhhhh!!”
The trio, who were inexplicably confessed to, responded: "......??"
Perhaps because they were too authentic to the original characters, everyone was so immersed in the role that they completely treated them as people from the world of "Absolute Talent". No one mentioned cosplay or anything like that, they just asked with starry eyes if they could take a photo with them.
Xia Zuo was a little confused, but his kind and enthusiastic nature made it impossible for him to refuse other people's well-intentioned requests that would not affect other things, so he agreed very generously. As for Ursula and Mol, it was much simpler -
If this is what Caesar/Your Majesty wants, then it’s just a photo. Let’s take it!
So the fans present enjoyed:
The wings of Morel surround;
Holding Ursula with its retracted tentacles around her neck;
God's sister sacred smile;
Deep Sea Girl's Spiritual Expressionless Face x1
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Seeing the line in front of him getting longer and longer, Xia Zuo couldn't help but look to Xizel for help.
He wants to play with his friends. QAQ It's really weird to be looked at like this. QAQ
Perhaps they had seen enough of the excitement, and the black-haired young man who was ignored by everyone smiled and waved the camera in his hand, and those fans of Absolute Talent who were very enthusiastic just now walked away in a trance.
"This is called a camera. I took a few photos." Xizel handed the camera to Mo'er: "You can develop a copy for each of you."
The blonde girl happily took the camera, ensuring that she could complete the task perfectly.
"Xize, what happened to those people just now? Why did I feel..." Xia Zuo tried hard to describe it, but he couldn't, so he could only scratch his head in frustration.
Xizel remained calm and said, "They are the fans who fell in love with you after hearing about your heroic deeds."
Xia Zuo: “…Ah?”
Although he was confused, he knew that since Caesar said so, it meant that he was too lazy to explain in detail, so he did not pursue the matter further. After all, as a friend, he should tolerate his harmless little habits such as not liking to explain.
"Is this the world that Caesar lived in before?" Ursula raised her head and asked.
Cesar nodded and replied, "Yes. I'm safe here."
The black-haired young man raised his head, a hint of smile in his eyes: "We're here."
The flickering lights reflected in the young man's misty blue eyes.
Ursula watched this scene and quietly pulled the corner of his windbreaker hem.
Otherwise, this god who does not belong to this world will disappear if you are not careful.
"In our world, the time to bid farewell to the old and usher in the new year has long passed, but here it's just begun." The black-haired young man turned around, winked at the three little ones beside him, and showed a rare childish smile. "I brought you here specially to play today. Isn't that considerate?"
Xia Zuo & Mo Er & Ursula: ! !
The black-haired young man pulled out a red scarf from somewhere and slowly wrapped it around his neck, letting the rest of the scarf hang down carelessly, adding a touch of liveliness to his otherwise cold figure. Of course, if the young man hadn't done this on purpose, he could have worn the red color to make it look as oppressive as blood.
"I heard it's a very interesting amusement park." The black-haired young man tilted his head: "Want to go in?"
“Of course!!”
Xia Zuo was happy and excited, his eyes sparkling. He rushed in, holding the light type in one hand and the dark type in the other. When he rushed to the ticket gate, he found that he needed a ticket. The next second, the ticket wrapped in the tentacles was steadily delivered from under the skirt of the expressionless black-haired girl.
Ticket inspector: “…”
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However, because these three troublesome guys are followed by a real big boss, even though passers-by will most likely be scared by them unexpectedly, nothing will happen, so they can continue to have fun without worry.
Mo'er watched Ursula expressionlessly scolding Xia Zuo for going out without thinking again. Her originally nervous mood was slowly calmed down, and a more sincere smile appeared on her face. Her behavior also became more childish, which was appropriate for her age.
Her father and those uncles and aunts had died in the war long ago. She had lost all her worries long ago and devoted herself completely to her faith. If her faith disappeared one day, she would have no meaning in living and would destroy herself without hesitation.
She could sense that His Majesty knew everything about this matter.
As a god, he paid attention to her, who was neither from the deep sea like Ursula, the product of the fusion of extremely special humans and monsters, nor an ordinary believer with divine blood like Freeman. Not only did he not let her go, he even pulled her to his side and took her out to spend the first New Year in her life where she could put aside all worries and have fun.
Moer couldn't help but turn around and look at His Majesty.
The black-haired young man walked at the end, looking at all of them, with a faint but real smile on his lips, like a silent guardian.
Noticing her gaze, he tilted his head in a questioning manner.
Moer shook her head and turned to join Ursula in criticizing Xia Zuo.
"QAQ I know I was wrong, I won't dare to do it next time..." Xia Zuo was already a little dizzy from being scolded. As he was spinning around, he caught sight of something: "Look, there are two people competing over there!"
Moer looked over subconsciously and found that there were two people, a man and a woman, who had similar styles to the people in the previous occasion. They were well-equipped and were jokingly gesturing at each other with their own prop swords in slow motion.
The blonde girl subconsciously reached for the sword at her waist.
If she hadn't already folded her wings, and suddenly spreading them in public would scare people, she would even want to stretch out her long and wide wings.
At this moment, the two people who were not far away from them also noticed Mol holding the sword: "Wow, are you that Mol? You look so imposing!"
One of the girls stepped aside, revealing a boxing dynamometer behind her, and asked excitedly, "Do you want to try this? I heard Mol is a fighting enthusiast!"
Mol blinked.
She smiled the kind of chaste smile she wore in front of outsiders and said gently, "Okay, I'll give it a try."
The thin and weak-looking blonde girl stood in front of the boxing dynamometer, raised her fist as if without any strength, and then dropped it carelessly.
Then--
With a loud bang, the boxing force gauge broke.
A passerby who witnessed everything that happened: "..."
Mol suddenly realized that she seemed to need to pay compensation: "..."
Xia Zuo took a step back silently: "......"
After not seeing you for so long, Mol is still so easily scared hahahaha...
The blonde girl lowered her head and said to César in a heavy and serious tone, "Your Majesty, this is my fault. I take full responsibility for it."
César laughed a little and said, "I still have enough money to pay for a boxing dynamometer. Now, go have fun, or you'll be surrounded by people again."
After the three little ones walked away, the black-haired young man smiled and handed a bank card to the boss: "Hello, time is limited, let's get it done as soon as possible."
So when the three little ones turned around, the head patriarch had already appeared behind them again with ease.
"This! A haunted house!"
"...Ursula, you don't want to play in the haunted house, you want to play with me! Don't get so excited at a time like this!" Your calm face and flat tone!
"Haunted house? I can offer purification as a favor."
"Mo'er, you??"
…Ah, I was dragged in forcibly.
It has nothing to do with me, the black-haired man thought with a smile as he watched from the side.
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