Chapter 138 Western Fantasy 03 Under the Cloak - A Particularly Gorgeous Face...
After all, as a game anchor, he is well aware of the principle of playing the long game to catch the big fish.
I am still relatively cautious about spending and am used to having some money on hand as a backup for emergencies.
Jon hardened his heart and withdrew his gaze from the tempting white bread, and chose the black bread on the side, which he knew was not as delicious and only half the price.
Jon reluctantly averted his gaze, the flamboyant words on the price tag reflected in his pupils. He said, "Merchant, three black breads, please."
He actually shouldn't have been able to understand what these people were saying, but the game's built-in translator allowed him to understand the meaning of these words immediately, so he didn't have any difficulty in moving forward.
"Oh, okay."
The dwarf master, who had originally had sharp eyes and prejudiced against the pointed ears under his hood, secretly guessed that this must be a big customer.
Who knew they would be so stingy? After watching for a long time, they just cleared out the cheapest bread on the stall, leaving him with nothing to look forward to.
For a moment, he felt so unhappy that he almost burned with anger, but the elves' status on the continent was indeed higher than theirs, so he had to curse in his heart while continuing to smile.
Just as the two parties were about to settle the payment, a clear and pleasant sound suddenly came into their ears, as clear as the symphony made by the collision of icicles and crystals.
"Hello, I'd like a piece of black bread. Do you have any left?"
Jon looked over subconsciously, and all he saw was a not very tall man in a cloak.
Perhaps because he had also experienced this rain but did not bring an umbrella, there were some water marks on his black clothes, and some parts of them were wet and stuck to his body, outlining the vague outline of his thin figure, which looked just as disheveled as him.
The similar age and the same circumstances inexplicably made him, a traveler, feel a sense of familiarity in this strange world.
Oh, another one without money, right?
Dwarf Brown thought that he had to go back and find a fortune teller to get a lucky sign, otherwise it would be a bad day and he would only meet some poor and useless people.
I originally thought that my luck would not always be so bad, but here I am, another poor man who is looking for black bread.
Now, he probably knew that if there was anything more annoying than this terrible weather that made even his new leather shoes dirty, it would probably be these uninvited guests with very little money in their pockets.
He seemed quite polite, but unfortunately he had no desire to receive her.
Those eyes were pretty, but they were an ominous black color, and they didn't look like those of some superior and respectable creatures, so naturally they didn't have a good tone for Lu Huai.
Therefore, even though he caught a glimpse of a steamed bun inside, he still shook his head lazily and replied:
"No more, would you like to look at other styles?"
"Well...but I..."
The cloaked man hesitated, and his white fingers, faintly visible through his sleeves, rubbed his pockets uncomfortably.
The dwarf thought he saw the black bread inside and wanted to pester him to take it out.
He was already in a low mood, and now it was like a lit powder keg. He didn't care whether he had a good impression of Lu Huai just now, and directly ordered him to leave.
"Didn't I tell you? Don't hang around at the door and disrupt my business. I don't accept customers who don't understand what I'm saying."
But he just wanted to say that he didn't have that much money to buy other things...
Seeing that there was no room for him here, he couldn't find any cheaper food nearby.
After all, the Talo area is a must-pass place for crossing mountains and crossing borders, and the polarization is very serious.
The rich had gold all the way from their master bunk to their door, while the poor had to sleep on the streets every day without a penny in their pockets.
But Lu Huai is the second type. He needs to think for a long time before making up his mind to spend any money.
As for food, a bowl of simply seasoned wild vegetable soup would cost him two banus, but this black bread could last for two meals. The answer was obvious.
He also needs to save money to pay back the neighbor lady who kindly helped him. If he can’t buy it, it will be really difficult...
Lu Huai lowered his head, the waves of hunger coming from his abdomen clamoring for food.
But he could only palely touch the painful area, and told it regretfully in his heart: he might not be able to immediately meet the needs of this physiological call.
"Oh..." If it really doesn't work, just skip a meal. It's not the first time I've done that before.
He sighed, and seeing that the rain had subsided a little, he planned to go back in disappointment.
0359 was also hoping in the sea of consciousness that Lu Huai's situation would change. Although it knew that this misery was done intentionally by Huai Huai, after all, they didn't know how the second male lead and the protagonist got together, so they could only hope that Jon would be more in line with his character.
"Hey, stranger."
"If you don't mind, I can give you a piece."
Perhaps it was that voice that was really attractive, or perhaps it was that those eyes were really too clear, or even the black color that I often see in reality, which made people feel a sense of familiarity.
For some unknown reason, Jon couldn't bear to see the mysterious cloaked man disappointed, so he subconsciously called out to him.
——Even though he was wrapped in a cloak and didn't know whether he was a man or a woman, a human or a ghost, and the three loaves of bread at the moment were just enough to fill his stomach.
Lu Huai hesitated for a moment, trying to judge whether the person in front of him was trustworthy.
After all, he had just been frightened by the orc who had enthusiastically invited him and said he wanted to collect medicine but revealed his true colors after drinking. It was not easy for him to trust him at this moment.
Never mind...at most I'll just have to pay a price...
His rumbling stomach didn't seem to give him time to think. Driven by instinct, he stretched out a pair of beautiful hands, white as jade, from his wide black cuffs and took it with trembling hands.
"Thank you, otherwise I would have been hungry again today."
The two people's fingertips accidentally brushed against each other for a moment, and both Jon and Lu Huai felt a little uncomfortable.
But Lu Huai then looked intently at the kind-hearted person in front of him with his black eyes that seemed to carry the stars, filled with gratitude.
So intelligent... It was like being in front of a real person, completely different from the impression given by those "artificially retarded" people! And so beautiful, with a particularly harmless and gentle gaze that didn't make people feel uncomfortable at all.
It's like walking on a spring meadow and accidentally encountering a beautiful cat. Its clear, gem-like eyes touch your heart.
Jon felt as if something had poked his heart, but when he looked closely, it was soft and there was no stinging sensation.
He couldn't help but feel dazed for a moment. This real contact made him almost think that he was in reality.
He just thought of the "Number of logged-in players: 0" displayed on the game panel. He was just the poor guy trapped in there by the bug and couldn't get out. He was inexplicably expelled from the game. The idea that he couldn't distinguish between the inside and the outside disappeared in this frustration.
He felt a little disappointed... The living thing before him was just a string of data. Never mind, he didn't want to dwell on these unpleasant things.
But the young man just stood there stupidly, probably because he was really hungry. He kept looking at the bread in his hand, with embarrassment in his eyes, but he was too embarrassed to just pick it up and walk away. He looked both funny and pitiful.
What's there to be embarrassed about? He gave it willingly. Why is he so awkward?
Jon, a straightforward person, couldn't bear to see people struggling like this, so he said directly: "It's okay, just eat it."
Was she truly someone different from him? Like a beam of light, it made him, a person whose thoughts were all swirling in his heart, feel ashamed.
But he didn't seem to mind being treated so frankly.
Perhaps because he had just accepted someone's kindness, Lu Huai felt embarrassed to ignore Qiao En.
So he hesitated, lowered his eyes, and expressed his concerns:
"I...I just thought that this bread is very important to me, but I really have nothing to repay you with."
Jon smiled. "In this world, not everything is done for profit. I give it to you just because I'm in a good mood, or because I want to give it, not because I need you to repay me for anything."
Perhaps because the other party was the first person of similar age that he had actively contacted in the game, Jon inexplicably cared more about him, and thus inexplicably developed an urge to get to know him.
After all, he was more afraid of regret than feeling awkward in the game. Who knew this person in front of him was actually a key NPC? It was a lucky coincidence that they could establish a friendly relationship.
"If you want to repay me so much, let's be friends!"
Jon took the initiative to lift his hood in front of Lu Huai, and the novice suit, which was not wrapped tightly to begin with, was now revealed even more wantonly, allowing the golden hair and pointed ears that marked his elf identity to be exposed to the outside world.
The action was so quick that even Lu Huai, who had a rough idea of his character, was a little surprised.
You know, there is no Order Army guarding the town of Talo, and the part that kidnaps and sells elves to nobles with special fetishes is still active. How can this child be so heartless?
Although sincerity is the ultimate weapon, if the person in front of him is not him but a mixed crowd, even this protagonist with great luck may suffer.
But Jon didn't care. He didn't know his situation and was only thinking about the game. He could go back to the previous game even if he died, so he was quite brave and fearless.
The words have been spoken, so the actions must follow suit.
Regardless of whether his actions seemed strange in this worldview, he reached out to Lu Huai and said, "Um, may I know your name?"
Jon blinked. "Even for a piece of bread?"
Just thinking about the mixed crowd and lawless background of this area, seeing Lu Huai stunned, Qiao En was afraid of being too abrupt, so he introduced himself first: "My name is Qiao En."
Lu Huai seemed to sense that he had no ill intentions. There was a conflict between his wariness and the desire to interact, and in the end the latter triumphed over the former.
Friends? He hadn't interacted with anyone like this in a long, long time.
"Of course, it's my pleasure." Lu Huai smiled brightly, and then did the same thing as him.
She took off her hat, looked at him intently, and introduced herself: "My name is Lu Huai."
What an oriental name! Is there an ancient civilization with such a long history in this world? It's no wonder the game is based on reality.
But Jon was stunned and missed the sly curve of the boy's mouth.
His first reaction was to think - even in such a miserable situation, this man did not look shabby at all. Instead, he looked so thin that he seemed like he could be blown away by a gust of wind, which made people feel very pitiful.
Did he accidentally meet a heart-stealing demon?
The boy's appearance was so outstanding that Jon was in a trance and thought he saw the Narcissus boy in Greek mythology.
The hazy moonlight cast its shadow on that face, which was white and almost transparent, and whose skin was so thin that one could almost see through the fragile glass structure of the inner strength, adding a bit of divinity and holiness that was not of this worldly nature.
The outline is not as straight and three-dimensional as advocated by universal aesthetics, but it is graceful and soft, with an undeniable beauty that can have a great impact on the brain.
Aside from the extreme black and white, there were no other vibrant colors. Until his gaze dropped down to the rosy lips that looked as if smeared with rouge and were lightly pursed, this was perhaps the only evidence of Lu Huai's vivid existence.
At this time, Lu Huai also let down his guard. His voice was indeed worthy of his appearance. It was as sweet as heavenly music and even more amazing than what he had heard from afar just now:
"I'm sorry, I've never met someone as warm and kind as you before, so I'm not used to it for now."
Jon had never seen such a person in real life, and his reaction was a little slow.
No? What about the elves being the most perfect race in this world besides the Protoss? He was already confident in his appearance, and even more so after changing his race, but it was still nowhere near as stunning as this person.
He didn't even make any impression of this character in the three trailers.
But she has such a great face - if it was put in the trailer, it would immediately unify everyone's aesthetic taste, and everyone would obsessively call her "Wife!" and deify her.
It's strange to say, he is obviously not gay, but suddenly he feels that some people are indeed born to be suitable for these two words, but he just hasn't met them before.
This shouldn't be a human... But the other party's delicate ears have smooth contours. If it weren't for disguise, it wouldn't look like an alien.
Lu Huai looked at Qiao En who was looking around silently, as if examining him. He felt very nervous, and his eyes followed Qiao En's gaze.
But Jon didn't notice his nervousness. Instead, he was immersed in his own world, asking himself:
Didn't I swear that the game would only follow the plot and not the emotions?
Why was it that the black eyes and black hair with the colors of a mysterious ancient country, just a slight glance towards him, made it so unforgettable that he began to waver in his decision?
Jon suddenly felt that his previous actions were shrouded in a sense of abruptness - no wonder the other person was so entangled, maybe he rarely met someone like him who had a weak sense of propriety.
This is a big beauty!
But Lu Huai had no idea how amazed he was or what he was thinking about.
What he saw was that after mustering up the courage to be honest with him, Jon suddenly lost his enthusiasm and became speechless.
Therefore, his eyes, which were originally bright with happiness, dimmed. He thought that he would not be particularly strange... but he did not expect that it would still be like this.
He seemed to have forgotten that his parents had told him that revealing his appearance was risky, as he might attract attention because he was so different from ordinary people, and his identity, which was difficult for the world to accept, would be discovered.
The color of his eyes, his hair, and even certain parts that he deliberately concealed: the underdeveloped wings on his back and the heart-shaped tail that poked out from his tail vertebrae, were all original sins.
It is said that once the blood of the demons sets foot on Middle-earth, that place where the faith in the God of Light is most fanatical may directly regard it as a sign of dark invasion, and they may be tied to the gallows, nailed to silver crosses, and burned alive.
Every part of it is dirty and cannot be tolerated in this world.
So now, has his identity been discovered?
Will he release the kind-hearted blond elf? I didn't expect him to be such a person.
Before I saw his true appearance, I mistook him for some kind of light race, and now I am scared by him. I feel regretful and think that my kindness was wasted?
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