Chapter 171: Western Fantasy 35: Meeting on a Narrow Road
Inside the Guild Knights' Camp, lights have been lit one after another. The men who have just finished their training are busy taking off their weapons, those who want to use the showers are in the shower room, and those who want to eat have formed a long line. The air is filled with the atmosphere of fireworks.
When Jon woke up, it was already late at night.
He stared intently at his own hands, which were familiar yet unfamiliar and had calluses from years of martial arts training, and was a little dazed for a moment.
Not until the abundant power is once again experienced through clenching the fists will the heart be at peace.
It happened that Rigel, the brother who lived in the upper bunk, came to deliver food. Seeing Rigel's dull and dazed look, an inexplicable joy appeared on his face.
"Finally awake? You can sleep like a baby! It's been three days and you haven't even moved an eyelid."
"You're lucky. The commander said, if you don't wake up today, tomorrow will be our turn to go on patrol, and no one will be able to take care of you. When you wake up then, you'll be facing a strange and unfamiliar scene."
Jon just answered him with a perfunctory "hmm", struggled to get up, put his feet firmly on the ground, and wanted to run out.
He looked around and noticed that for some reason, there were significantly fewer of his colleagues on duty today. So he turned to Rigel and asked, "Are there still some people out there carrying out missions?"
Ryger shrugged. "That's right. You don't know, a lot of things happened after you fell into a coma that day."
As if he had thought of something, his gossipy words choked on his lips, but he still leaned over to whisper in Jon's ear: "The Holy Son has disappeared. The Pope suspects that someone from the Dark Church is behind this. He is furious and has declared martial law."
"But to reassure the king, the brothers must remain silent. These past few days, we've been keeping our mouths shut and working tirelessly, taking turns searching for him."
Being used to being casual about details, and seeing that Jon was in good spirits, Rigel forgot that the guy in front of him needed care, and hit Jon's left shoulder mercilessly.
He teased, "You're so good, you fainted as soon as you fell asleep. You don't have to go to work for the next few days."
In an instant, a fire suddenly exploded in my head. Lu Huai... disappeared?
Jon hissed in pain, but he didn't have time to dwell on it. Instead, he asked, "Riggle..."
"After two days of searching, have you found any clues about the Holy Son's whereabouts?"
Rigel shook his head. "We've searched the city thoroughly, and the patrols stationed there haven't gotten any new information."
"The boss is also giving him a headache. It seems he's planning to search in the northwest."
There is very little information about this mysterious neutral zone, including the secondary creations and the promotional videos released by the official game.
Even though he was keen on posting, he had not obtained any valuable information before.
Jon frowned: "That no-man's land?"
Ryger nodded.
"Okay, I understand."
Jon turned his back and sat on the bed. "You go first, I'll be there in a while. Thank you for taking care of me these few days."
"Oh." Although Rigel didn't understand what he was going to do, he still respected him and went out happily.
Jon had a rare chance to be alone, but he didn't expect that after just a few days of losing contact, there would be no news from Lu Huai.
Fortunately, his companion was right in front of him, which allowed him to stay calm. Otherwise, the whole house would have been torn to pieces.
For a moment, he wanted to continue to leave this world, strangle the old dog Xiang Anhua by the neck, and make him hand over Lu Huai's settings.
Jon finally gave himself a red card warning that love is not about control and possession.
Even as a qualified guardian, it would be best if Lu Huai never knew that he had dirty intentions towards him.
But when Jon returned to this world, he had actually made a choice.
Rather than returning to a stable world, he would rather spend most of his time with his beloved.
At least, he couldn't let go. He couldn't tell which of the two worlds was more important to him, just because Lu Huai was there.
After sorting out the priorities, Jon started to act alone. He asked for injury leave and everyone thought he was resting, but in fact he was searching everywhere.
Trying to rely on manpower was not feasible, and after searching hard but to no avail, they had no choice but to return to the camp in frustration, guzzling one cup after another.
However, Rigel, who was beside him, knew the truth and understood why he was suffering, which became a very annoying concern.
He moved to sit on the chair next to him without hesitation, even though what he got was an angry response: "I'm very upset now, please leave me alone to calm down."
What made Jon speechless was that this man seemed to not understand what people were saying. He had no intention of leaving and even muttered something with good reason.
"You just didn't find it, why are you so angry?"
"Could it be that you are also like some people, a big lover, who has never seen many beautiful girls in your life, and you only have admiration for the Son's gentle little face?"
"Someone? Who else?"
Jon looked stunned. He was originally going to accuse the other party of lacking reverence for the Son of God, but he was attracted by such information.
Rigel held his chin in his hand and counted the items. "Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk. Just from what I know, there's the captain of the second squad and the captain of the fifth squad... If you ask me, I suspect our boss too."
"In fact, I really suspected that His Majesty the Holy Son was not human, but a succubus. He was so beautiful. I asked myself if I could only be attracted to girls, but I have to admit that I couldn't take my eyes off him at that moment."
Succubus? Hearing this word, Jon subconsciously felt a little angry. For the pure Lu Huai, this kind of pleasure-seeking creature seemed too extreme.
But he was also faintly excited, and his heart was humming irregularly.
Jon seemed to have thought of something, and clicked on Lu Huai's panel again through the "Power" column.
The race column has silently transformed from black human to Silver Moon Succubus (hybrid).
For some reason, he didn't think about anything else. All he could think about was the fact that Lu Huai needed him. Even if his body was the only thing that could help him, he honestly thought it wouldn't matter if he was drained dry.
So, with a surge of enthusiasm, he finally made up his mind to use the cheat. Holding onto the bargaining chips he had negotiated with the company—some location-finding tools with limited uses—he headed towards the brightly lit area that night.
On Lu Huai's side, the atmosphere was stagnant.
I don’t know if it’s because my condition makes it inconvenient for me to meet people, or if it’s because I haven’t seen him for a long time and I’m not used to the fact that the skinny boy who was bullied suddenly transformed into a man.
Lu Huai didn't dare to look him in the eyes.
But when he stopped talking, Winterbourne also showed a silent attitude, which led to a break in the communication.
Lu Huai couldn't help himself after all, and asked, "Are you here to take me away?"
The cloak covered half of Winter's face, which had become much sharper. He seemed to find the strand of hair in front of his eyes annoying, so he casually brushed it away with his fingers.
"yes."
"I didn't expect that the person to pick up would be you."
Lu Huai smiled bitterly: "I didn't expect it either."
"I can only say that fate plays tricks on me..."
Winterbourne sighed, and suddenly reached out to straighten out Lu Huai's wrinkled shoulders.
His voice was like a newly thawed stream on a mountain, clear and cold, but his tone made it sound a little gentler.
"The only lucky thing is that I don't have to be your enemy."
Obviously, this guy didn't want to be hated by him. Lu Huai was stunned. He didn't expect that Winter's attitude towards him would be so good, so that he felt particularly ashamed that his first reaction was that they were hostile.
He was too embarrassed to ask too many questions, so he had to suppress his curiosity.
Winter, however, also had doubts about him and spoke hesitantly: "Can I ask you a few questions?"
Lu Huai's heart skipped a beat, and he had a bad feeling about what he was going to ask, so he tried to look away.
It's a pity that Winterbourne did notice Lu Huai's worried look when he glanced at the cave entrance from time to time, but he didn't recognize his true intention. Instead, he explained it to reassure him.
"Don't worry. This dragon has a habit of cleaning up its prey after hunting, so it won't be back so soon."
"Before that, I will make sure to take you away."
"Then ask..." He really didn't know how to answer this time, so Lu Huai could only agree to this request.
For some reason, even though he was wrapped tightly, he still felt the temperature in his cave kept rising, so much so that sweat was about to drip from his forehead.
Even Winter's serious stare at him gave Lu Huai a sense of oppression.
I never noticed before that this guy with bangs covering half of his face has such aggressive eyes.
"Go ahead."
Lu Huai's face turned even redder as he looked at her, whether it was out of shame or heat, no one knew.
Winter didn't keep the topic a secret and went straight to the point: "I know you are a succubus half-blood, not a pure-blooded human."
Seeing the beauty's face pale, he suppressed the pity that welled up in his heart and explained with a stiff upper lip: "I just want to ask, did you and Nocas have any substantial relationship..."
"No! Nothing happened to us."
Lu Huai's tone suddenly rose. He really didn't remember anything like this happening. Only yesterday...
However, if there was no special reaction during the day and the attitude was just ambiguous, then nothing should have happened.
His voice was soft and he rarely made such a sharp sound. It sounded a bit strange at first.
But Winterbourne seemed not to notice, and was staring at his collarbone with an unfathomable look.
Lu Huai's gaze unconsciously slid down until it coincided with Winter's.
He froze in place, sweat dripping from his face - the area he had hastily covered up had been exposed again, with several marks like ripe berries evenly distributed above and below the delicate grooves.
It was not known whether the plum blossom was carved with the mouth or the hand; after all, if it had been stained with a touch of water, it might have been more fitting for the situation at the time, and more dizzying. As a bystander, it was not difficult for Winterbourne to imagine the kind of lingering and heartbreaking treatment he had experienced.
"I...I don't know..."
Lu Huai's tone was no longer firm. He wanted to find a secluded cave to hide himself in and calm down, instead of being subjected to the strange gazes of his former classmates.
"Lu, it seems like He likes you very much."
Winter didn't want to embarrass him any further, and even kindly reminded him, "The dragon race's genes are quite strong. Over the past hundred years, due to the dwindling population, the remaining members of the race have developed a secret technique that allows males to reproduce."
But with a "whoosh", fireworks exploded in my head and sparks splashed in the sky.
No wonder Long didn't mind it at all when he was making his defense. He didn't expect there was such a connection behind it.
At this moment, Lu Huai suddenly felt fortunate that he had more than one contract mark on his body.
He didn't dare to bet on how far Nocas would go with him last night, but he believed that neither the mark of Seno nor Lance would allow his body to be transformed by another force.
So he calmed his wandering mind again: "This won't happen. Nothing happened between him and me."
"That's perfect."
Winterbourne could not deny it, stroking the storage ring with his fingertips, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes.
The ring even had the double hexagram of the Mage Tower clearly engraved on it, which was an honor only the chief could have.
Lu Huai thought that he was practicing forbidden necromancy and working for the dark gods. He was indeed a boss, a man of great skill and courage.
But as the second male lead, aren't he, the other minor bosses, and the various characters close to the main storyline also excellent? To be able to touch the threshold of being recorded as a "legend" is already one in a thousand.
Personal charm is one thing, and many people Lu Huai has come into contact with have shining points. The overwhelming one is that "Jon" seems to be much luckier than them.
In a blink of an eye, Winterbourne had already picked up a set of clothes and threw them to him. "Lu, you should change your clothes. The clothes of the Temple of Light are still too conspicuous and will easily cause a lot of unnecessary trouble."
"good."
Lu Huai took it obediently and was surprised to find that the size actually fit his body shape.
But the feeling of being moved soon faded away, and Winter just stood there without any sense of avoiding suspicion.
Even from his narrow fox eyes, the signal of "change quickly" was conveyed explicitly or implicitly.
In the narrow space, Lu Huai felt a little ashamed facing a man who was a little familiar but not very familiar to him.
They're all men...it's no big deal.
Biting his lower lip lightly, Lu Huai turned around, closed his eyes, and quickly took off the two layers of clothes on his body. He put on the clothes that smelled of the other person as if he was wrapping a dumpling.
Fortunately, it fits perfectly.
His out-of-see-it-all attitude can only deceive himself.
——Winterbourne is not a saint. While he is grateful for the favor, he still looks at his benefactor with a cold eye: an overly charming and beautiful face, but so soft and gullible inside, he is simply the best canary material.
He didn't have much respect for his superior, Seno, and scoffed when he heard that the mission was to save his lover.
But now, his eyes couldn't move away from that bare, snow-white back. The skin was smooth, and the butterfly bones seemed to flutter. Like a famous book, a single sentence could shock the world. Even with just half a profile, he knew this was a peerless beauty.
Winterbourne cursed himself, he had been trying to tease people, but he had only made himself so excited.
"Let's go!" he said to Lu Huai.
Lu Huai stepped closer to him, but the man moved away a little as if he was angry, and without looking back, he threw the clothes into the storage ring.
After summoning the phantom beast, he took him on board and flew away.
It was not until Lu Huai sat still for a while that he realized that he had left the hidden cave and returned to the deep valley where he had passed when he was taken away by Nokas.
The silver-purple night-blooming flowers were flashing and emitting light, adding a bit of strangeness to the dark rocks.
Lu Huai felt very close to it and wanted to reach out and pick one.
But her hand was held by another person, and a warm breath was poured into her ear: "This is the companion flower of your tribe. Taking it can purify magic power..."
"But it's magic power absorbed through the body. If you don't have it for a while, it will trigger your estrus period early."
Lu Huai quickly retracted his hand, as if the flower was some kind of monster.
The person he was leaning on behind him had a dark light in his eyes.
The journey was relatively smooth. Nocas didn't know where he went and didn't linger in his paradise.
Unexpectedly, Lu Huai met other people.
It was a masked man dressed very similarly to Winterbourne at this moment, except for a few strands of golden hair peeking out from the brim of his hat, even his body shape was similar.
Lu Huai watched his eyes gradually become hotter. He seemed to know him and was very happy about this accidental encounter.
But he didn't think that meeting an acquaintance was a good thing... After all, he was at the crossroads of making a decision to betray, and he was also afraid that if he looked at her a few more times, he would be reluctant to leave...
He would once again put himself in an irretrievable situation.
Lu Huai hardened his heart, raised his hand and tugged at Winterbourne's clothes, but upon closer inspection, he could see that the delicate white wrist was trembling slightly, as if making such a movement was like taking a step on a cliff.
It's really difficult.
"Let's walk faster..." Lu Huai said softly.
Seeing that Winter seemed to be in a daze, he took a deep breath and said in a softer tone: "Is it okay?"
The person in front of him was stunned, as if he was not used to his humble attitude of asking for help, but he still did what he said and really ordered the Phantom Beast to speed up.
After a while, he put the strange man behind him as Lu Huai wished.
Lu Huai warned himself not to think about it, and he couldn't think about it... He just leaned forward in the bumpy ride, but his tears silently wet Winterbourne's shoulders.
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Author's words: Dragon: Where's my wife? Was she robbed?
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