Chapter 139: Western Fantasy 04 (Two-in-One) Being Targeted...
Lu Huai unconsciously tightened his knuckles, clenching the still slightly warm bread in his hand, like a man about to be washed away by a flood clinging to a piece of driftwood, he was waiting for judgment.
But Qiao En scratched his head and apologized to him: "Your name is Lu Huai, right? Nice to meet you. Sorry, I was just daydreaming."
"I'm a novice, and you're truly stunningly beautiful. I've been trying to guess your race, but I haven't been able to. So, are you human?"
Succubi are supposed to have slight horns on their heads, and their ears should taper at the base of their ribs, tending to rise and become pointed. However, Lu Huai, being a mixed-race, lacks these characteristics.
So Jon doesn't know he's a demon?
He was inevitably a little shy after being praised. But the fact that the other party thought he was human made Lu Huai feel both relieved and slightly disappointed.
However, this was indeed a good opportunity to explain his past, so he naturally wouldn't miss it: "Well, I'm human. You're probably an elf?"
"That's right!" Jon replied excitedly.
He felt that Lu Huai was not only very good-looking, but also had a personality that suited his taste. He happened to be craving for socializing, and seeing that the other party didn't seem to be in a hurry to leave, he simply started chatting with him in the corner.
He happened to have some consumption and was a legitimate beneficiary of the resources. Even if the dwarves were angry, they would not dare to provoke him - although the existence of invisible racial classes could not be ruled out.
"Well, it's like this. I just came to Tallow from the south and don't know much about this place yet. And I don't know anyone here, which is really frustrating."
"I didn't expect to make a new friend just by buying something when I was hungry. You're the first person I've spoken to here."
——In fact, he is the first NPC in this world who can talk for a few words. He plows the fields and feeds chickens in the Novice Village, working like a slave for the old man. No one knows what's wrong with that old man. Not only is he too introverted to say a few words, but he is also very stingy when it comes to his salary.
It left him with an "unforgettable" memory.
"I'm really happy that you trust me." When he got excited, Jon couldn't help but hold Lu Huai's hand.
He originally thought this was a way of expressing brotherhood. But although the hand was icy cold, it was also tender and smooth, making him feel like he couldn't hold it enough and wanted to warm it up.
The moment this thought came to his mind, he blushed and silently let go, repeating the word "sin" several times in his mind.
"No way, it was you who helped me first, so I should be happy."
"Me too," Lu Huai choked, revealing a bit of timely loneliness, which made Qiao En couldn't help but frown slightly, hoping to soothe his sad mood.
"It's been years since I made any new friends..."
Jon was a little surprised because he felt that such a situation should not happen to someone like Lu Huai.
Could it be that the people around him feel inferior because they are too ugly and not worthy of him?
But he had only known him for a short while and didn't know Lu Huai's past, so he couldn't offer any comfort. After a long while, he could only utter:
"Then I am really lucky to have met you by chance."
But Lu Huai seemed to have considered more about him as a traveler. He pulled his sleeve and asked softly, "If Jon just arrived in town today, have you booked a place to stay tonight?"
"I…haven't thought about it yet."
After being reminded of this, Jon panicked and realized that as he watched the Golden Crow sink into the mountains, he had actually overlooked such an important matter while being immersed in the excitement of entering the pit.
Now I am in a dilemma.
Unable to quit the game or travel overnight, he could only honestly find a way to survive here one day at a time.
"However, if you don't mind the rather simple accommodation, Jon, you can stay with me for a while."
He would clean the room he specially reserved for his parents every day.
No one will live there anymore anyway, so he might as well use it to repay his "new friend".
As if sensing Jon's concerns, Lu Huai quickly added, "It won't be far."
"Just go straight down this street, then turn into the second alley on the right. It's less than two hundred steps and you'll be there. It's just that, since I'm taking the bus myself, the conditions won't be as good as a hotel..."
He had just replied generously that he didn't need the other person to do anything for him, but now he was slapped in the face.
Staying in a hotel is an experiential experience, and there aren't many rooms in this remote area. The price is definitely much higher than the black bread I just ate. Maybe all the money I've earned from the novice village will end up there.
There was such an opportunity to save a lot of money, and it had to be said that Jon was shamefully tempted.
"Is it really possible?"
After receiving Lu Huai's desperate nod of affirmation, he was so happy that he almost started spinning in circles.
Qiao En followed Lu Huai happily and came to the room that even the actor (not himself) was not familiar with.
One person pretended to be calm and arranged his accommodation, while the other looked around excitedly.
Both of them were happy to have accomplished their goal, so the two people, each with their own thoughts, spent the night contentedly.
However, living with a handsome man I just met, even though we are just living in the same house, there is nothing improper about it.
This seemingly noble and elegant blonde elf was still excited until many hours in the morning. I wonder how disillusioned those who admire this race would be after seeing this.
Even though he didn't know that Lu Huai and 0359 were analyzing him with laughter, he still took a break at this time.
But at that time they didn't expect that this kind of stay would last for a few days - when fate comes, sometimes it cannot be stopped.
After Lu Huai accompanied Qiao En to the accommodation, they fell silent after seeing the high accommodation fee posted above.
This unstable pattern seemed to have to remain, even though Jon repeatedly tried to shirk it.
So he also tried every means to help Lu Huai make money to repay the young man for taking him in.
But it seems that few people dare to let an elf do rough work, and Lu Huai doesn't let him touch other high-salary jobs, and repeatedly and seriously warns him that this is a gray area and there are some dirty deals.
So he could only accompany Lu Huai to repeat the process of making and selling medicine.
But Jon is different from Lu Huai. He is not satisfied with such an ordinary life.
He couldn't count how many times he tried to open the login interface. The disappointment in Jon's eyes finally turned into numbness, as if he gradually accepted the fact that he couldn't get out.
He was writing in his diary again, a practice he had been doing for five days, ever since he met Lu Huai. Only in this way could he vent his bitterness.
In fact, Jon had tried to explain his identity to Lu Huai. He knew that this was against the rules, and he tried to force himself to leave in this way.
But Lu Huai's confused expression reminded Jon that these words seemed to be blocked by some mysterious force.
So he no longer repeated this useless behavior, but tried his best to adapt to this world and prepare for the worst.
The rustling sound of the feather pen rubbing against the paper was very obvious. Lu Huai sat quietly on the side, taking care of the flowers and plants. The little house was peaceful and quiet.
But at this moment, as if they just couldn't bear to see them doing well, the peace was swiftly broken by outsiders.
A burst of blinding sunlight shone in as the door collapsed, making it almost impossible for Lu Huai to open his eyes.
"Who is it?" Jon closed the book, holding the dagger that came with the novice suit vigilantly, staring at the door.
A man emerged, his face possessing a somewhat feral and stern look, but the moment he opened his mouth, his glibness betrayed his effort: "Hey, sweetheart, you forgot your things were with me? I've been looking for you for days, and it's a rare opportunity to find them here. So, I'm kindly coming to deliver them to you."
"Huai lu?" The werewolf was holding the familiar cloth bag, frivolously hooking the rope and spinning it in his hand.
"Isn't it time to reward me?" He called out his name meaningfully, as if he was the one being played around with.
Lu Huai's blood color disappeared in an instant.
But the other party seemed to see someone he wanted to deal with more than him, and transformed back to his original form to express his intimidation. He suddenly grew to a height that almost broke through the roof. His yellow vertical pupils reflected the blonde elf, and he said angrily:
"Oh? Is this your mistress?"
"Because you hooked up with an elf, you think I'm not worthy enough to kiss your sweet lips?"
Qiao En seemed to understand something and became more determined to protect his friend. But Lu Huai pushed him hard and kept telling him to "go faster."
Moved by this, he chose to bravely not respond, but continued to stand in front of him with a fighting attitude.
The werewolf's pupils flashed with bloodthirsty fighting spirit, and he brandished his claws: "This isn't some playhouse paradise with umbrellas everywhere. Only those with the bigger fists have the final say."
"Elf boy, shall we have a duel?"
Jon called up the game panel and looked at the blood-red lv5 on the opponent's head, and the health and blue bars that were much longer than his own, and realized that this might be a tough battle.
But he didn't want Lu Huai to get hurt!
After all, he has been playing games for several years. If he wants to do live broadcasts without showing his face and focus on appearance, he needs some skills.
Jon looked at the werewolf's stats which were a little lower, as if he had an old injury. Combining this with the martial arts he had learned, he had already made a decision in his mind.
He looked at the attack that was coming towards him with great momentum, trying to tear him into pieces, and he just stood there in a daze.
And Lu Huai really saw what it means to have the "protagonist's halo be all-powerful."
Strangely enough, he relied on his experience to avoid the attack and even turned the tide of the battle.
The reminder "He is from the Crimson Mercenary Group...Don't fight him, they will retaliate against you!" was fixed on his lips.
He saw the werewolf, who was almost three meters tall, having his right arm chopped off by Jon, who looked tiny in front of him. Blood splattered all over the floor. He let out an angry roar and then ran out of the door.
Rushing back to reattach his severed limb.
Lu Huai was practically frozen in place like a statue. This cruel scene reminded him of his adoptive parents...
But this time, everything was caused by him.
As if realizing what had just happened, Lu Huai put his arm around Jon's shoulders and checked if he was injured.
"I am very grateful to you, and I will never forget your protection of me. But...you must leave quickly, go far away...and never come back."
But the blood-soaked elf held his hand with a ghostly and tragic look: "What will you do if I leave?"
Jon didn't know why he felt so strange, although he knew that he was in the game, killing bosses and completing tasks was as easy as cutting melons and vegetables, and he didn't need to care so much. Moreover, he also did the same thing when hunting low-level monsters in the novice village.
But his hands are shaking now.
I don't know if it was because I was afraid that I would reveal my vicious side in front of Lu Huai and would not be able to maintain a harmless appearance, or if I was really afraid that I would die in the game, be torn to pieces by the werewolves easily, and never be able to return to the real world.
He took Lu Huai in his arms. The blood on his body was thick and warm, and the moment it touched Lu Huai's arm, it dyed Lu Huai's arm bright red. But the other party did not dodge. Instead, he gently hugged him back, tears streaming down his face.
Jon felt his heart twitch violently, and suddenly an impulse surged over him.
He stared at Lu Huai closely, and invited in a trembling voice: "Are you willing to leave with me?"
"We'll go far away, to the Central Continent."
"But I promise you, one day, when we become stronger, I will definitely help you get revenge, Ah Huai!"
Lu Huai stroked the stubborn and immature face with his hand, feeling Qiao En's ups and downs and uneasiness, and replied, "Okay!"
The protagonist is so fragile and sensitive at this moment, like a wounded Warcraft cub. He is not able to stand on his own like he will later when he crosses the continent.
And now this situation is unfolding before his eyes again.
Lu Huai's eyes were filled with an inappropriate complexity, which reminded him of some old friends... and the person in front of him, like those old friends, was destined to be entangled with him as if by countless threads of fate.
This beginning is precisely a sign of a repeat of the same mistakes.
The feeling of the soft and slightly cool palm against his face made Jon open his eyes wide, and Lu Huai's answer made him overjoyed.
The elf couldn't help but confirm it again:
"Really? Will you come with me?"
The half-demon boy actually had a moment where he wanted to confess, to reveal his life story and special identity at all costs, and to tell his companion who had extended a hand to him that he had been hiding it from him.
His identity is original sin. Once he sets foot on the land of Central China, he may face the risk of being executed at any time.
But how long can he survive here?
Lu Huai felt like a rotten ball gathering dust in a warehouse. Anyone who disliked him could easily pick him up and stomp him into pieces - without caring at all that he was an individual who was barely put together by someone's love.
Besides, the werewolf has lost his arm because of him, and even if he can recover it, he will never let him go.
Lu Huai has nothing left... If Qiao En also leaves him, he doesn't know how long it will take him to have the courage to open his heart and accept someone again.
He knew that not everyone was willing to approach him and learn more about him like the other person.
Or maybe, when he was still betting that the next fate would come soon, there was no place left to accommodate his existence.
The ray of light shining through the crack eventually became bait to lure him into taking risks, making him want to give it a try.
"I'll go with you."
The next morning, while the mist was still there, Lu Huai and Qiao En simply packed their luggage, took a last reluctant look at the house that had carried every bit of their acquaintance, and embarked on a journey over the mountains.
Lu Huai's physical condition is not very good, and he has not learned any skills, so he needs the guidance of the newbie Qiao En.
But it has to be said that Jon was both happy and sad. Occasionally, when he went to a place where it was difficult to walk, he would carry his flexible and thin body on his back.
Lu Huai's arms were wrapped around him lovingly, as if he was his whole world.
In fact, he also felt that something was wrong... Ever since leaving Talo, the other party has not been in a good mood, speaks very little, and seems to have over-trusted him.
But Jon was so despicable that he knew it was wrong and didn't want to change the status quo. Instead, he stuck closer and harder, as if holding up his own spring.
But he didn't know that there was a reason for Lu Huai's abnormal behavior.
The aura of light in the Central Continent is too strong, especially since Krabata, as the dividing line between the two continents, is so high that it reaches the clouds. This makes it impossible to communicate between the two sides without climbing to the top of the mountain.
It is naturally difficult for some half-demons to adapt to such suppression.
Every cell in the body seemed to be trembling and twitching, expressing its rejection of this force.
"Wake up, we're here! Ah Huai~"
Jon opened the tent and the scenery at the foot of the mountain was in full view. Compared with the sparse civilized buildings in the southwest, this place was simply a paradise.
After watching the trailer repeatedly, he can almost recite the names of these areas by heart.
But no matter how hard Lu Huai tried to call him, he couldn't wake up.
Jon originally wanted to share his joy with him, but the man seemed to have dreamed of something bad, and his facial features wrinkled slightly.
"What's wrong, Ah Huai?" He subconsciously touched Lu Huai's forehead, fearing that he had a fever or was sick.
Fortunately not.
He was afraid of disturbing him, so he chose to observe quietly by himself, not knowing that Lu Huai was struggling desperately in his brain.
——He was locked in a strange palace and couldn't get out no matter how hard he tried.
And an extremely handsome man was watching his embarrassment, clapping as if he was watching a good show.
"Why is the lucky guy this time a little boy?" Seno was a little disgusted. His nightmares usually attracted dark creatures whose magnetic field matched his. Why was this one so weak this time?
However, he also discovered a benefit. As he got closer to his prey, a rich and tempting scent became stronger.
Mmm~ Such a delicious soul...
He took a deep breath in ecstasy, almost burying his head in Lu Huai's neck, as if he really smelled an extremely delicious and fascinating scent as he said.
"Surprisingly, it's not Lance's followers, it's... Oh! It's actually a lovely mixed-blood succubus, my offspring."
The tone that was used to tease the prey at the beginning suddenly changed after realizing his true identity. Seno lifted Lu Huai's chin and examined every detail of him with a critical eye. His keen insight could almost distinguish the short hairs on his fair face.
She rubbed the tip of her tongue against her fangs, and then she propped her chin up and played with a strand of Lu Huai's hair: "He's quite good-looking."
"But it's a waste of such a pretty face to wear such shabby clothes."
"Who are you?" Lu Huai clearly couldn't stand being treated like a commodity and being judged at will. Unfortunately, he knew he didn't have the strength to fight him—not only could he not tell his true strength, but even if he fought him with all his might, it would still be like trying to shake a tree with a gnat.
Therefore, even the tone of communication had to be softened, to the point of using honorifics. Even he despised his own uselessness and spinelessness.
The dark lord with black hair and red eyes looked at the little rabbit with great interest. He thought he was hiding well and spoke so softly, but he didn't know that the stubbornness in his eyes had already betrayed him.
If he frightened the man into submission, perhaps his interest would not be so strong.
This is quite interesting. This little succubus has almost no magical talent and is very weak, but it smells so good and its soul is colorful.
Nothing like the dark creatures he'd found when he'd finally woken up and wasn't being suppressed by that old bastard Lance.
Either they look hideous and ugly, with a foul-smelling soul and eyes emitting flames of greed; or they have a nice appearance but are as cunning as a fox and full of evil intentions, white on the outside but black on the inside.
But it is undeniable that both types of descendants generally survive well, and perhaps the latter can even survive longer than the former.
But no matter who it is, they should be doing better than this beautiful succubus in front of him who is weak and can't disguise herself.
After all, in this awful place of Central China, the Temple of Light, the sworn enemy, was everywhere, housing a bunch of boring, old-fashioned, and hypocritical people. If Senor were to see for himself, he wouldn't necessarily think that the inner world was any brighter than his "descendants."
And those people definitely don't have the ability to appreciate beauty like him.
No matter how superior the appearance was, like a fellow of the same clan as this little guy, whose bloodline was even purer than Lu Huai's, they were all ruthlessly detained by the people of the Temple of Light. He didn't know what happened afterwards, after all, he had only been awake for a short time.
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The author has something to say: Second update, modified on 12.9~
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