Chapter 176 Western Fantasy 40 "Am I your toy?"...
All of a sudden, people who were randomly born in various parts of the continent had their own wishes.
They prayed that they would be blessed by the God of Luck and born somewhere close to the Holy See. Those who actually found themselves in such a situation attracted widespread attention, with huge waves of traffic pouring in.
Human civilization has gone through thousands of years of evolution, but the pursuit of beauty has remained the same and has not changed with the progress of society.
Such a beauty simply satisfies most people's imagination of top beauty.
It's conceivable that a mere fictional character could overwhelm a large number of online posts and stir up such a huge stir. If this were a real-life event, it would surely be a phenomenal superstar.
However, some people couldn't help but wonder where the people of Fengyu got such powerful technology and aesthetics, and they even had the ability to "create the world". The characters and environment in it were so perfect that they seemed to transcend reality.
In fact, everything they built was almost as if there was another world outside of them that actually existed.
Those who knew the inside story had already been absorbing new power like a sponge based on the information about the other world they had obtained from Jon. They were studying the scrolls first, manipulating the power of elements to strengthen themselves, and preparing to deal with the changes.
Not only did the entire continent usher in a wave of inexplicable human unrest, but undercurrents surged among various forces.
For example, Seno, who was recuperating, received a report from his subordinates that the secret church, which had always been understaffed, had received new candidates for training.
This group of people is really the same as the background of the investigation. In the past few years, they were ordinary, simple and clean.
It also gave him the power of faith.
But why did it feel like something was off? Could it be that Lance really couldn't hold it in anymore and was planning to give him a real hard time?
While the players were exploring tirelessly, Lu Huai, who was staying deep in the Holy See of Light, was looking down at the rose pattern on the silver holy grail.
Lu Huai thought to himself that it had been a long time since he had been able to calm down and observe something like he did now.
As I frantically rushed through tasks, the sound of the main system's alarm lingered faintly behind my ears. Last time, I was so nervous I tossed and turned late into the night, but this time, I felt a bit better.
But such a good situation is probably going to disappear soon.
The public beta test had arrived, and the crucial milestone was drawing ever closer. Regardless of mission success or failure, he and his system were about to face another tough battle. Perhaps completing this mission would allow him to retire with honor.
An indescribable feeling of soreness and swelling suddenly filled Lu Huai's chest.
"Xiaojiu." Lu Huai suddenly wanted to toast 0359, even though there was no wine in the glass, and 0359 was a shrew with a funny posture.
"Cheers?"
0359 came out nimbly, as if he hadn't been pretending to be dead for long: "Fuck it."
Lu Huai smiled, but the smile was very subtle and soon faded away.
At this moment, his black hair was like silk stained by the night, gleaming softly in the light from the stained glass. A few strands of hair fell across his smooth forehead, swaying gently with his breathing. His dark eyes were like the deepest, coldest pools, reflecting the holy light flowing within, yet remaining calm without a ripple.
Her skin, as delicate as porcelain, was cold and white, and her rosy lips were pursed into a quiet arc. Even though she was wearing the complicated sacrificial vestments of the Son of God, it was difficult to conceal her breathtaking beauty.
They clinked their glasses, feeling the rare generosity of using their points to buy a fine wine that lived up to their trust in the Lord's selection. The wine tasted quite good. This reminded Lu Huai of the pool of girl's red wine he had buried when he and his male companion, Ren Yuan, became sworn brothers in the martial arts world.
It's a pity that after all these years, I only drank it once. The next time, I was gone.
He still remembers it to this day.
Drinking a little wine will not delay the important things. What's more, even if he drinks something that does not belong to this world, no one will be able to smell that he has drunk a little wine.
He adhered to the schedule strictly, but he was not as content with the status quo as he seemed.
Lu Huai thought that he was a little afraid of Amordia, and of course, he didn't want to see Lance again. So he had to find a way to escape without arousing suspicion.
It is reasonable to infer that even the rulers in the lower world know his true identity, let alone the one above.
0359 once expressed doubts, thinking that this choice was not wise enough. Since he couldn't run away, why not stay in such a comfortable environment and always think about running away?
It wasn't until Lu Huai explained to him that ordinary dark creatures would be strictly interrogated upon entering, and their fate would be either pierced by a silver cross or physically saved by the holy water of light, that the small system, not wanting its host to suffer this, nodded silently.
When Lu Huai saw those sneaky unfamiliar faces, he even trembled when he greeted them.
He understood their origins, but remained calm and treated them as normal newcomers.
The role-player has always had the mission of maintaining the character's personality, and Lu Huai is particularly aware of this. Before the players notice the changes in reality, he'd better honestly play the role of the "indigenous" NPC in their eyes, so as to enhance the completion of the plot line.
The small world is actually a huge machine made up of many screws connected together. A small change may trigger a chain reaction.
The previous world has taught him countless lessons... Although the role-playing missions always fail, the years he has experienced and the memories he has are real after all.
Beneath the young skin is a hundred-year-old soul. Although he has become indifferent to many things, his passion remains as strong as before.
Lu Huai couldn't help but think of the many people and things he had encountered. It was a pity that he didn't know how those people were doing now.
After returning to the Holy See, the restrictions on Lu Huai were not only restored to their original state, but were even reinforced by the suspicious Amodia himself with magic. As long as they existed on this continent, no one would be able to detect any flaws.
Therefore, they will only see some basic information about the "Son of God" on a simple attribute panel.
[Lu Huai, Identity: Holy Son of the Holy See of Light, Race: Human]
Finally meeting this fascinating character, everyone walked in with excitement, but some people were disappointed by the few simple lines of introduction.
With such a beautiful appearance, I originally thought that the person in front of me should be a special creature like an elf or an angel, but I didn’t expect that she was just a human?
But on second thought, they are just ordinary humans in reality. The alien character in front of them, who was originally as ethereal as a snow lotus on the top of a mountain, seems to be particularly approachable because of this simple and unpretentious bloodline.
Someone has to be the first to try something new.
Finally, someone couldn't help but take a step forward. A trainee knight with the game ID "Frost Blade" approached the Son of God, who was dressed in a white robe as if covered in moonlight. The man who used to act in a hurry seemed to slow down his steps and breathing.
Lu Huai was also very considerate and carefully looked at this person who stood out from the crowd.
The first moment I saw the players, distant memories of reality suddenly flooded my mind. Perhaps it was because their noisy and silly looks were indeed completely different from the natives who had already adapted to the world's law of the jungle.
It reminded him of some of his past gaming experiences.
He was also curious about how the other world adjusted its code and what kind of great power it used to digitize an unknown world so that people could enter through "games".
Will this make them NPCs... Can I give them tasks to work for him?
A small evil idea came to mind, and Lu Huai discovered that it was actually possible to realize it, but he needed to contribute some of the materials in his collection.
But he thought about the origins of these things: the monthly payment from the Church, the scrolls and secret manuals given to him by Amodia, and the golden space storage ring that the dragon insisted on giving him...
It seems that nothing is suitable for outflow, so this idea of cutting leeks can only be put aside regretfully.
Frost Blade is a professional gamer.
It has an outstanding appearance and its modeling is also outstanding among players.
The shortcoming of the game is that when it was opened for the second time, the original preset modeling system seemed to have failed, and players could only make fine adjustments based on the race.
There aren't many handsome guys like him who can score an eight-point rating. Plus, he already has a certain fan base, so he can be said to be a relatively popular up in the game within two days of the public beta.
What is particularly memorable is that he has the same black hair and black eyes as the beautiful Son of God, but the lines are relatively firmer.
He is such a cold person, speaks in a cute and clumsy way, and is a little shy.
He stared at Lu Huai sincerely, his eyes full of appreciation for beautiful things: "Sir, my name is Frost Blade, and I am a trainee who has just joined the Knights' Fifth Team."
Lu Huai also looked at him politely, smiled lightly and nodded: "Hello, I'm Lu Huai, welcome to join us."
Frost Blade was caught off guard by the pair of beautiful eyes that seemed to contain stars. The same black hair and black eyes made him more easily struck by this intuitive beauty.
I originally just wanted to make my presence felt, satisfy my fans' curiosity, and get some information.
For some reason, the words of exploitation lingered on his tongue before he silently swallowed them back. His face, pale from years of indoor training, now resembled the color of a monkey's butt.
Lu Huai was a little puzzled. Why did this person blush after just talking to him?
The dialog box not only recorded their conversation, but also popped up a message [Lu Huai’s favorability: 5, current favorability: 10]
The interaction between the two was watched by many players who were watching openly and covertly. Not only was she beautiful, but she also had a gentle personality, which made the person who won her favor truly jealous.
Therefore, although he didn't become obsessed with killing this person, he was always looked at sideways and teased along the way.
Frost Blade was surrounded and walked towards the Knights' headquarters. His friends chattered with him about their experiences of communicating with the Son of God.
Jon's identity is very special. Due to his long stay in the game world, the richness of his panel is no longer comparable to those of normal players.
Even as long as he doesn't reveal it, many people think that this blond and blue-eyed genius elf captain has always been a member of this world.
He leaned against the circular platform outside the flower bed, the shade of the trees casting a shadow on him. The group of people approaching from afar seemed both familiar and unfamiliar to him: they were the new team members, and they were players like him.
But for some reason, these people's personalities are all okay, but no matter how lively the communication is, he doesn't want to "become relatives" with them.
Every word they mentioned unintentionally about reality made him feel like a knife was cutting his heart.
Why did he lose his Lu Huai again?
He had already obediently gone with him to the cottage he had bought in Yatuo City, and he had already begun to look forward to a bright tomorrow, but his lover was still taken away by someone.
The words of these players stung him all over again.
It reminded him that he and Lu Huai were not from the same world, but now, he didn't want to go back to deal with the trivialities of reality, he just wanted to stay by his side.
But what about the future?
Jon wondered confusedly, is he really going to spend his whole life in the game?
"Captain Qiao, can I ask you a question?" A player with the ID "Qiaoyu" walked up to him while he was daydreaming.
Jon was stunned, then looked down at his loose and boneless sitting posture and chose to stand up.
"Sure, ask."
"I heard that you and the Holy Son are very close. Can you tell us what hobbies or interests the Holy Son has?"
Come on, another one who wants to get close to Lu Huai through him.
"Host, Jon's emotions are fluctuating strongly, and it seems that his darkening value is there again?" 0359 jumped out from the sea of consciousness and said.
Lu Huai paused in copying the holy scriptures.
"Track it."
[Received! Tracking World Pillar data... Current Darkening Value +10% (Currently 15%)]
0359's voice trembled a little: "Huai Huai, this guy has been coaxed into submission, why is he so upset again?"
Lu Huai was not so easily thrown into disarray.
"Normal. I thought my stats would change when I was abducted by the men sent by Emordia. I didn't expect him to be so patient that he only improved now."
Having said that, his eyes inevitably darkened slightly.
Lu Huai clearly remembered the original plot line: as the player protagonist, Jon was supposed to join hands with the God of Light Lance to fight against the God of Darkness after the public beta. But now, as a knight under the jurisdiction of the Holy See, he broke into his restricted area so openly, which was really a bit out of line.
There were simply too many factors in this world that could change beyond his control, and Lu Huai was being pushed around by the plot, like a rootless duckweed. And with Qiao En's experiences beyond his reach, he could only half-guess and half-guess, drawing on the original plot line.
But from the perspective of character setting, characters like Amordia and Winterbourne, who are supposed to revolve around Jon and promote the protagonist's growth, have basically gone off track, and Jon, who is the pillar, has deviated particularly obviously.
But according to the old rules, other people can ignore it. The only person directly related to the success or failure of his mission is Jon.
"Jon's coordinates are approaching rapidly and have entered the palace." Lu Huai looked at the white doves circling outside the window. Their wings were stained with a faint holy light, which looked sparkling. Those were Amordia's biological eyeliners.
It seems that someone's every move has undoubtedly fallen into the eyes of the observer.
"He's quite good at getting around, turning here and there in one go. He even used props to dodge several patrolling teams. It seems Jon is determined to see you this time!"
0359 was not so anxious now, and his voice was full of gossip.
When I think of the tender love between him and Amodia, when I think of him showing the same gentle and beautiful smile to those who coveted him, he shows it to him.
Jealousy consumed Jon completely.
This emotion then spread over him, and when he unknowingly walked to the familiar door, his own condition seemed very abnormal.
Hearing someone knocking on the door silently, Lu Huai habitually asked, "Who is it?"
"It's me." A recognizable voice came, and in an instant a face appeared in my mind.
Lu Huai breathed a sigh of relief and opened the door, but what greeted him was not the familiar bright smile of the blonde elf.
Jon did not change into casual clothes. His silver armor was still stained with blood from the trials given to players during the public beta. There was a tear at the hem of his cloak, and his face had obvious traces of battle.
He strode up to Lu Huai with big strides, the wind he brought with him blew up the wide cuffs of his sacrificial robe, his eyes were as sharp as a sword, locked tightly on Lu Huai, the imposing aura like a drawn sword made the person in front of him, who was wearing a silk divine robe, look even more like a delicate flower.
"Do you feel comfortable being taken care of by Amodia?" Jon closed the door with his backhand and said in a gloomy tone.
As he walked forward step by step, Lu Huai was also frightened by his unfamiliar state and retreated step by step.
He didn't like Jon being like this. It was like Jon was the predator and he was the prey, passively moving on to the next step. Lu Huai was a mysophobe, and Jon approaching him in such a slovenly manner didn't sit well with him.
Until he was forced to sit down on the bed, which was clearly his territory, Lu Huai felt inexplicably like a fish on a chopping board. Then he was asked such a strange question, and he felt a little aggrieved:
It had been a while since they last met, and he was thinking about what the first thing Jon would say to him when they met again.
I didn't expect the result to be like this.
Is this a question to him? Lu Huai was somewhat at a loss.
Jon had never said such offensive words to him before. In his eyes, he had always been a sunny and cheerful little angel.
But at this moment, facing him like this, he felt a little suffocated for some reason.
Seeing that he avoided her gaze and did not answer, Jon felt the nameless anger gradually penetrate his internal organs and burn even more vigorously.
He held Lu Huai's shoulders and held him in his arms, feeling the thin body tremble slightly in unwillingness to his domineering actions.
"No..." Lu Huai tried to push him away, but he seemed weaker than before.
Reason told Jon that Lu Huai simply didn't like being forced into this. Emotionally, however, there were countless crueler explanations: perhaps he was already accustomed to Amordia's affections, and his rejection of him was a physical aversion...
But Jon didn't want to care about these things anymore.
He was eager to feel Lu Huai's body temperature and exchange their breath, but he ignored the fact that they were only friends. So when he kissed Lu Huai's lips, he subconsciously turned his head away, so he only touched his cheek.
And the bitter, hot tears that fell as the collar of my clothes was pulled open by a pair of hands wielding swords and guns.
"I'm sorry..." Looking at the person in front of him who was originally fine but was turned into such a miserable state by him, Jon could only apologize awkwardly and tidy him up hurriedly.
"What did that old bastard Amodia do to you?" Jon stepped forward and suddenly grabbed his slender and delicate wrist. His fingertips accidentally brushed against the forbidden rune on Lu Huai's wrist, and a faint golden light immediately appeared there.
0359 He had originally watched Jon being burned with indifference, but when he saw the degree of collapse actually changing slightly, his voice suddenly became serious, "Huaihuai, be careful. This restriction was placed by Amodia using his divine power. Long-term contact will damage the soul. The impact of Jon's attack just now was quite strong!"
Lu Huai frowned slightly and took a breath. Looking at the circle of hoop marks, Jon realized that he had lost his composure and hurriedly loosened his hand, but still stared at the mark on his wrist. "What is this? Did he put a ban on you?" "He didn't do anything to me." Lu Huai withdrew his hand, and his fingertips gently stroked the hot skin on his wrist, where the warmth of Jon's fingertips still remained. "His Holiness treats me very well. Everything is the same as before. Nothing has changed."
These words pierced Jon like a needle. The powerlessness of Lu Huai being kidnapped and the collapse he felt after every training session flooded into his heart, making him almost unable to breathe due to the pain.
"Lu, you're lying!" Jon's voice suddenly rose, with a barely perceptible tremor. "He's imprisoned you here, locking away your magic with restrictions. And you call that treating you well? Lu Huai, look at me and tell me, are you being threatened by him?"
Lu Huai suddenly chuckled, and a ripple finally appeared in his dark eyes: "What about you? Jon, where do you want to take me?" He took a step forward, and the tassels of his ceremonial robes swept across Jon's armor, and the friction sound was very subtle.
He seemed to know something and whispered, "Are you the same as them? Do you want to target me?"
"So, to you, I'm a toy? Or perhaps, a hidden toy?"
Jon's face paled instantly. He opened his mouth, but found himself unable to refute. After the public beta launched, the forums were flooded with posts discussing Lu Huai. Some frantically dug up his information, others made bets on who could capture this "holy child" first, and some even formed the "Lu Huai Protection Association" and the "Lu Huai Hunting Team."
I really treated him as a pastime after dinner.
After negotiating with the company, he knew that this was a real world. How could he not have thought that as a being with a soul, how could the intelligent Lu Huai not become suspicious when he heard the strange words of those players?
What's the difference between these greedy gazes from the real world and the confinement of Amodia? But his feelings for Lu Huai are definitely not comparable to those people.
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