Chapter 174 Western Fantasy 38 Punish Him
Rather than maintaining his original identity, Jon would rather expose his evil intentions.
Even through the plot line and my own feelings, I know that the original protagonist in front of me is not that "honest".
When Lu Huai felt someone's breath gradually enveloping him from above and a pair of trembling hands tentatively touching his shoulders, his heartbeat still quickened a little.
When people close their eyes, everything becomes quiet and peaceful.
Even though the elemental power was deliberately sealed, the enhanced five senses made every detail too clear.
At least in Lu Huai's opinion, the young man's vigorous and powerful heartbeat could be heard, as if a pair of hands were beating his eardrums vividly, each beat like a drum.
Given his strength, he can still maintain the fake sleep, but whether to let him continue is also a question.
Lu Huai even made the worst plan - if someone couldn't hold back and confronted him, he would just bite the bullet and continue.
The solution can be summed up in ten words: don’t take the initiative, don’t refuse, and keep it secret.
0359 inspired Lu Huai: "Huai Huai, this guy is just a mouthless person, you know that."
Jon's closeness and concern for him go beyond friendship. No matter how much Lu Huai pretends that this strangeness doesn't exist, he is just deceiving himself.
Then, the cold lips pressed down, and the soft touch from the other party further disturbed his heart.
After they separated, they had experienced so many things that were so complicated that Lu Huai almost forgot whether he and Qiao En had ever had such an inappropriate moment before.
But now, any movement of the person in front of him was like a mountain pressing down on him.
On the one hand, you have to maintain your own calmness, and on the other hand, you have to deal with the release of the other person's heavy emotions. No matter how much energy you have, it is difficult to balance the two ends.
Lu Huai could only try his best to suppress the slightly restless tail that was seduced by this torture, so as not to let Jon, who was immersed in it, discover his emotions.
After tasting the long-lost fragrance, Jon still felt unsatisfied and wanted to do something next.
But it seemed that the pure nature had not disappeared completely. He still stood up hesitantly and reluctantly, not indulging his desires completely.
But his restless heart was not so easy to extinguish after all. The double pressure of reunion after a long separation and recovery made him miss the warmth between him and the person in front of him as much as he had never before.
Even the wounds caused by Winterbourne's vicious attack were bleeding due to the restlessness of the owner of the body.
Jon seemed to be unable to feel the pain, and numbly used magic to attach to the scar on his abdomen to prevent the sticky liquid from falling.
He didn't dare to move his eyes, holding his breath and observing Lu Huai's situation.
He breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that the person under him was not disturbed by him.
Lu Huai almost felt a little pity for him. It was almost impossible to have such a close opportunity again in the subsequent plot line that jumped back and forth between heaven and hell.
The [Character Darkening Value] on the central screen in the space was recalculated after fluctuating repeatedly, making people almost suspect that the pointer had malfunctioned. It dropped from the red 25% back to 10%, which was still within the safe zone.
0359 After letting out a long sigh, Lu Huai couldn't help but sigh, it seems that this child is still a little easy to satisfy.
Lu Huai felt that it was okay to weave some beautiful lies within his ability, so he did not hesitate to create addictive illusions.
When Jon couldn't help but hug him in his arms, he hesitated and hugged him gently, as if it was destined for them to embrace each other between heaven and earth.
0359 I was originally worried that he would get burned by playing with fire, but it turned out that the rewards outweighed the costs.
When the response is received, according to the feedback from many taskers, the black value is difficult to eliminate and hovers between 0-10 like a child's play, just like the surging emotions of young people.
It was speechless for a moment, almost forgetting the hardship it had experienced adapting to its new location. After a long pause, it uttered, "Huaihuai, the bloodline of this world is indeed somewhat suitable for you."
Lu Huai was enjoying a peaceful life when he flicked its head and it exploded.
Perhaps because he was afraid that breaking the balance would bring them both to ruin, Jon kept everything he wanted to say to himself, and just kept it to the point, not daring to talk too much with him.
But an imminent problem is that as a member of the Knights Templar, Jon is still serving the Holy See after all.
She had no control over her daily arrangements. Even if she wanted to take Lu Huai away and live her own life, she had to face the holy seal branded on her forehead.
Just like now, even when "performing a task", if there are other tasks that require manpower, you still have to respond immediately.
When the recall message came, Jon could only numbly let the badge vibrate, and then pressed it out fiercely before his patience was about to run out.
He muttered the message: "The Principality of Ophir is suspected of colluding with the Dark Church and attempting to infiltrate Attorney General. Request: House-by-house investigation."
Lu Huai turned around and asked, "So, are you going back to Atuo City?"
Jon's voice sounded a little muffled at the moment: "Yeah."
The prestige and honor of being a member of the Vatican is not without its price. Every ruling class has its own methods for consolidating power. This applies to the Continental Kingdoms, and the Theocratic Church is no exception.
When all knights swore their allegiance, they had to participate in a contract ceremony. After the contract, those who intended to rebel would be severely punished.
Being willing to accept basically means being willing to dedicate one's life to faith, and only then will the Holy See recognize their identity.
Jon originally thought that it was just a game, so he could just join it, establish his identity and increase his faction reputation, which would bring him many more benefits. After all, it was bound to the game, and he couldn't really claim "his" soul.
He never thought that now, he hated this shackle, but was unable to get rid of it.
"Then I..."
Before Lu Huai could even express his concerns, Qiao En made up his mind: "You come back with me."
As soon as these words came out, Lu Huai was struck by lightning, and even his breathing became rapid.
He whispered softly, trying to hide the trembling caused by panic: "Qiao, will you take me back to the Vatican?"
The most urgent task was to find a way for him to return to Yatuo without any trouble and keep Lu Huai safely by his side.
Lu Huai pretended to follow him obediently, but he didn't really want to be tied down by him from then on.
In fact, in the original plot line, it is questionable whether the second male lead in this world likes the male lead that much.
Apart from the fact that he sacrificed his life in the end and blocked the fatal blow for him, there doesn't seem to be too many details to reveal his inner thoughts.
In this regard, Lu Huai still appreciates his own performance in the plot line:
Before you have enough say to control yourself, implicit emotional expression can avoid the emergence of fatal weaknesses.
In a way, "he" is very similar to him, a smart person.
But at this moment, he was also very curious about what this pillar of the world would plan.
Jon's response was to take out a neatly folded long dress from his storage ring and motion for him to take it: "Lu, change into this."
This game doesn't feel like a game at all, and one thing that makes it almost impossible to tell whether it is in another world or reality is that it doesn't have a dedicated equipment system, and its functions are not as complete as some regular games.
Just like the clothes he gave to Lu Huai, it was a magical outfit inlaid with empowering crystals that he received when he was playing a dungeon.
The properties are good, but it is not suitable for him at all. Jon even thought that it could only be left to gather dust or sold at a low price.
Unexpectedly, this moment would fit in with his plan and produce results.
"Women...women's clothes?" Lu Huai shook off the tofu block handed to him by Qiao En and stood there in a daze.
Jon rummaged through the drawers again and found a mask that covered the lower half of his face: "Dress like this so they won't recognize you."
His ideas were almost naive and stupid.
When magic is practiced to a certain level, any amount of pretense can only serve as psychological comfort.
What's more, the elves, who have always been chaste, can't find a beautiful girl who can make the knowledgeable guards dream about her when they go on a mission.
The time away was enough for Amodia to sort out Lu Huai and Jon's past. After all, such a thankless and difficult task was rarely accepted.
If there is no obvious material reason, then the rest is not difficult to guess...
The essence of this recall is a Hongmen Banquet. If there are no clues, they can be controlled and used as bait. If there are clues, it will be even better and they can be directly traced back to the source.
Amodia had not expected that a small apprentice knight would have such great ability. He was able to disguise himself as Byers and take advantage of the loophole to appear, and then he saw the familiar yet unfamiliar figure.
As soon as Lu Huai saw an acquaintance, he thought to himself that something was wrong.
Sure enough, before he could even try to pay his respects and pretend he was a complete stranger to this person, he was knocked unconscious by a clever force and lost consciousness instantly.
When he woke up again, Lu Huai felt that he had had a very, very long dream, just like the man from Wuling who accidentally entered the Peach Blossom Spring, not knowing whether he was dreaming or awake.
Muttering: "I am not at Jon's place..."
It is not clear whether I am in reality or a dream at this moment, I only know that the people and things around me have undergone earth-shaking changes.
He couldn't help but be ruthless to himself, and it wasn't until he saw the red marks of violence on the skin of his arm that it felt real.
However, the experience of successfully escaping and going through many twists and turns along the way is still clear, and now it is as if nothing has happened, and he is still staying safely in the Vatican.
Monks and nuns in snow-white robes came and went around him, and his treatment remained the same as before. Except that there were more people around to monitor his movements, nothing had changed because of what had happened before.
This is not a good thing for Lu Huai.
Rather than the calm before the storm, he actually hoped that Amodia would do something. After all, he was so powerful, he must know everything.
If he were punished, he would not be left in suspense for a long time, waiting for the verdict of fate.
This verdict tortured him so much that he almost died of shame and anger.
"Your Excellency, the Pope invites you to go to the Holy Pool to be buried with him." The nun with a thin face and dull features made a "please" gesture to him.
Lu Huai thought of many reasons, but they were all calmly refuted by the person in front of him.
In the end, he could only give up in frustration: "Can I refuse?" The answer he got was, as expected, "No."
Lu Huai accepted his fate and was taken away.
The place was shrouded in mist and it seemed at first glance that no one was around. This made him feel less burdened as he took off his outer robe, leaving only a close-fitting inner lining.
As he walked down the stairs step by step, ripples appeared faintly in the pool. In a trance, Lu Huai seemed to see a figure approaching him, and then he was embraced in a broad chest.
Unlike the distance they had felt when they blessed him, when they were still fully clothed even in the water.
The man seemed to be shirtless, his muscular body pressed against his water-soaked back.
The contrast between the cold touch and the hot breath that did not belong to him was so sharp that it even dyed Lu Huai's neck and jaw a sensitive pink.
It is clearly the most holy place. The compassionate saints on the murals on both sides of the hall are still looking at their devout believers tenderly.
The winding golden hair is intertwined with the thick black hair like seaweed, which is ambiguous and extremely immoral.
"Lu, do you like dragons?"
The first sentence was incomprehensible. Amodia's tone was extremely doting, and his knuckles gently stroked Lu Huai's lips.
"Actually, me too."
As if deliberately emphasizing something, her waist was easily grasped by someone, and her soft flesh was squeezed slightly inward by the terrifying thing.
Lu Huai's toes subconsciously tensed up, but he couldn't touch the bottom of the pool, which made him look even more helpless and pitiful.
Then, Lu Huai was shocked to see the people in front of him transform into many familiar faces:
Jon, Byers, and even Winterbourne, who rarely appeared in public, passed by one by one.
Finally, it stopped at a holy and perfect face. Even the calm eyes were imitated, making it almost impossible to recognize that the one in front of you was a fake.
Lu Huai couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
Isn't Amodia a devout believer in light? How dare he transform into the appearance of a god in such a treasonous situation that no one can explain.
"I don't like it... and how could you do such a thing?"
Lu Huai originally thought that his words could awaken his sanity, but Amodia did not intend to let him go easily. Instead, he gently stroked his fair and soft cheek.
"What's that? Is it me touching you, or is it my face that you can't look at directly?"
His fingertips slid across the skin inch by inch, and Lu Huai's smiling face was reflected in his eyes. For some reason, he was reminded of the carnivores licking the herbivores moistly before a meal.
"I thought you'd like it."
Even a clay figure still had some anger. Lu Huai grabbed the still wandering hand and said calmly, "No matter which face it is, I don't like it. It's not appropriate for His Majesty to do this to me."
Amodia's words continued on their own:
“That’s very sad, but I can’t meet your request.
As for the face, I just wanted to see which one you liked better."
Lu Huai's cold frown seemed to please him very much, and he kissed her lips as he spoke, even though she didn't seem to like it and even bit him hard.
Amodia wiped the blood from the corner of his lip and then rolled him into his mouth. The scene was so chaotic that it made one's scalp tingle.
"Since you are not a faithful believer, the punishment for disobedience probably won't befall you."
"On the contrary, I have to bear all this. So, are you worried about me?"
Lu Huai felt that even if he used sweet words and flattery, he couldn't change anything.
At this moment, the feeling of the hard object pressing against his tailbone was really numbing, especially when the hot arm pressed him down, he could feel more and more clearly the existence of a body that did not belong to him.
Can't avoid being punched?
For a moment, Lu Huai felt hopeless and his eyes were somewhat unfocused.
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