Chapter 158 Western Fantasy 22 Darkening Warning
In the huge Vatican dining hall, the people around had already dispersed and evacuated.
Only Lu Huai and Aimotia were still sitting in the main seats. From a distance, the atmosphere seemed surprisingly harmonious.
It took Jon so long to get Lu Huai to open his heart and accept him into his own world, but now, in just a short time, he lets others reap the benefits.
But it was difficult for him to put himself in Lu Huai's shoes and realize that for now he could only take one step at a time.
If he was still struggling to survive in the border town of Taro, the one who dared not even take off his cloak, Lu Huai could never have imagined that there would be such a day when he would be admired in such a noble world full of flowers.
The price is to move forward with a heavy burden.
Aimaudia is indeed an elder in a high position. His profound knowledge, good upbringing, and much more experience than Lu Huai enable him to easily narrow the distance between them.
For some people, gaining the trust or love of others is the easiest thing to do.
In particular, the ability to understand people's thoughts is only basic.
He knows everything, including the origins of belief in gods, the history of the continent's vicissitudes of life, and even the customs and practices of various countries. The world he depicts is fascinating.
Although Lu Huai tried hard to hold on to his bottom line, he was still wary of him because of the memory fragments.
But I couldn't help but thaw a little bit in front of this person, and even started to wonder if I had misunderstood his motives through tinted glasses, and challenged my own beliefs.
Lu Huai felt the sauce on his lips and was about to reach for the napkin that was a little far away from him, when a hand belonging to someone else handed him what he needed.
While he wiped the corner of his mouth, the man continued to eat elegantly.
It all seems so natural.
"thank you."
Lu Huai was undoubtedly a very polite child, and this obviously made the person on the other side very satisfied.
"You're welcome. It's just a piece of cake."
Having said this, Lu Huai smiled sweetly, revealing the faint dimples on his cheeks.
Amodia took advantage of the victory and continued to lead them closer by persuading them, boiling the frog in warm water.
He made his attitude clear to Lu Huai: "Lu, we will be the most loyal comrades-in-arms and partners who trust each other."
"I think you don't need to call me 'Your Majesty' like they do. We can have a more suitable title for each other."
"Furthermore, my original role included being the one to whom the gods conveyed their will. Now, in accordance with the will of the gods, I have transferred this to you. Lu, you must understand that you are now far more valuable than I am."
"You don't have to be so reserved with me."
"No...it's not like that." Lu Huai's mind was working fast. When he heard him say that, he hurriedly refuted him.
He wanted to say that no matter what, Amodia was the first speaker, and this fact would not change because of his joining.
But after all, they had only known each other for a short time. Lu Huai didn't know whether what Amodia said was truly generous or hidden dissatisfaction, so he didn't dare to respond.
Therefore, he could only try to delve into the other words of the conversation, like a fish jumping into a wide-open fishing net.
"Then what should I call you?"
A faint smile played on the corners of Aimodia's lips. "I am much older than you. If Lu wants, you can call me 'Aimo' or 'Teacher'."
Lu Huai naturally chose the latter.
"It is my honor to have you as my teacher."
After getting a satisfactory conclusion and establishing their "status", Lu Huai felt that facing Amordia was not as tormenting as before, which led to the scene that Jon saw.
The shorter boy was eating leisurely, his cheeks bulging like a little hamster being fed.
The Pope, who was who knows how many years older but still looked like a handsome young man, looked at him lovingly and occasionally used a serving chopstick to pick up food for Lu Huai. His gentleness towards all believers seemed more humane at this moment.
They wore clothes of the same color and similar patterns, appearing spotless and pure. The golden pattern of the olive branch was the only embellishment on the soft white fabric, giving the simple design an indescribable elegance.
It's completely different from his dusty appearance.
Aside from the placement of the flower seals, their attire was nearly identical. Sitting so close together, their noses practically touching from this angle, Jon took a few steps forward, realizing it was a misunderstanding, and finally came to his senses.
But I still found it sad that we got along so well after working together for only a short time, just like a picture scroll.
For example, when shopping, you often see couples holding hands and wearing matching outfits, looking very close.
This kind of harmony that was difficult to fit in was really glaring to Jon, and it made him jealous.
He had just completed a very important growth task, clearing out the magical rat lizards that had crashed into the barrier on the outskirts of the city.
Rat lizards are small but extremely aggressive, eating almost anything on their diet and are skilled diggers. If these creatures were allowed to invade a city, the consequences would be unimaginable.
As soon as the ceremony ended, such an urgent task was issued.
Byers asked him to lead a small column and form a cross formation with the main cavalry to cut in.
Being a knight in the front row is undoubtedly a profession with a very high sacrifice rate.
Jon and his teammates fought a bloody battle for a long time. Many people around them fell down, and their young lives were left in such a wasteland, and not even their bodies were left.
The reason why he was able to stand firm was that he drank bottle of red and blue medicines one after another, and a determination not to lose supported him to keep standing.
The button for going home flashed, but nothing changed. I still had this miserable life.
Jon was afraid that he would not live to return to the Vatican. At the most critical moment, all he could think of was Lu Huaiying's smiling face.
So he hurried back, washed off the blood, changed his clothes, and asked around about the whereabouts of the Son of God. He heard that he was ecstatic while eating.
Now Lu Huai still recognized him at once...but there was someone else beside him.
A superior who is far more powerful than him and whose appearance and temperament are not inferior to his, a disgusting superior.
Originally, this kind of connection only belonged to him and Lu Huai...but after changing the map, everything changed.
He really felt a little regretful.
My heart felt like it was being gnawed by millions of ants, so that the string that had been stretched taut since I came to the Vatican suddenly broke silently.
The male elf who took off his helmet seemed to have something more to say, but he changed his words when he saw them.
Jon performed a chest-touching salute, but his fingertips pressed hard, causing wrinkles on his chest, making him look a bit awkward. "...Hello, my Lords."
"Qiao?" Lu Huai recognized the person as soon as he heard the voice, but Qiao En had never called him like that before, which made him subconsciously stunned.
If Lu Huai was alone, he wouldn't have used such a distant name. However, Amodia, whom he rarely saw, stood in front of him like a statue, obstructing his view and causing great trouble.
Jon had a very nice face, and because of his race, Amodia even felt that the person in front of him was somewhat similar to him.
It's a pity that his eyes were always glued to Lu Huai. His true intentions were obvious to everyone, and he couldn't pick up on the slight insignificant outward closeness.
A young man full of vigor and energy, who doesn't know his place.
Amodia smiled without saying anything, as if he was looking at Jon, but Jon didn't seem to really catch his eye.
——This commander with the most abundant elemental power in the netherworld showed a limited side.
He naturally ignored this young man who had no stars or ranks on his shoulder straps, only a striking yellow "internship" sign, as if he was looking at an insignificant ant.
Amodia continued to pick up the dishes: "This dish is not bad, Lu can also try it."
However, Lu Huai had not cultivated to such a level. This was his good friend. He was already getting goosebumps when Jon called him that. It was even more impossible for him to use his identity to embarrass his good friend.
Besides... he missed Jon very much. It had been a long time since he had been out of touch with this kid for such a long time.
He peeked over and glanced at Jon in what he thought was a covert move, and everyone saw that he was hesitant to speak.
The atmosphere was stagnant, and Amodia gently placed the chopsticks back on the chopstick holder.
"How much have you eaten? Aren't you going to continue eating now?"
Lu Huai lowered his head: "Teacher, actually, I feel like I'm already very full."
Amordia felt a slight pain between his eyebrows.
Is Lu Huai full? He didn't think it would be that easy. He was afraid that he had other intentions and wanted to reminisce with this new knight.
Well, he would let him go this time. The opportunity to work together was enough for them to have a long future together.
"I have important matters to attend to, so I'll leave first."
"Lu, you can ask this knight or the divine servant at the door to take you back to your room later."
Amodia winked at Lu Huai playfully.
"Okay." Lu Huai's attention shifted, and it seemed that only the little knight was left in his eyes.
The Pope, feeling bored, walked out of the space.
But Jon received a reminder from the game.
[Main plot NPC: Amodia's favorability -10, currently 0]
There were only a few such reminders before, and they all floated upwards, but this time was different.
But Jon's heart and eyes were filled with only Lu Huai.
He seemed to have a natural aversion to the positive NPC Aimordia, which had arisen when he witnessed him crowning Lu Huai, and now it was further deepened after being looked down upon.
Jon suddenly had an illusion. His Lu Huai seemed to be walking on the road to heaven, but in fact, he was surrounded tightly by the winding corridors and walls of the Holy See.
Lu Huai was forced to rely on others for support, and even had this hypocrite do whatever he wanted when no one was around. So why would he need the favorability of such a disgusting person?
"Lu, have you been adjusting to life recently? Also, has His Holiness always been taking care of you like this?"
The elf held Lu Huai's hand and looked up and down at this familiar yet unfamiliar person.
But his words were so clumsy, and the scene he witnessed made him feel so upset that the deep longing he wanted to express was hastily turned into an ordinary greeting.
"Your Majesty treats me very well. I am living well here."
Even though he had many unspeakable sorrows, he couldn't confide them to Jon.
Different positions and too many secrets created a long chasm between him and his good friend, drawing an invisible line.
Lu Huai could only mechanically mobilize the muscles around his mouth: "I'm quite used to it. Everyone is very friendly."
"It's the same with daily life. Life in the Vatican is more regular than before, with fixed rest and meal times every day."
"Really?"
Jon felt that what he said was too superficial, and he actually wanted to ask a lot.
He wanted to ask Amordia if she was simply concerned about him. He wanted to ask why Lu Huai kept saying he was adapting to this place, but he seemed so unhappy.
But when he opened Lu Huai's character panel again, everything was completely different.
He saw that the "Identity" column clearly read [Holy See of Light: Son of God; Relationship with the Organization: Unwavering Loyalty (+1000)], and the rest of the attributes had made a qualitative leap.
Jon's own is [Holy See of Light: Apprentice Knight; Relationship: Relationship with the Organization: Training and Promotion (+200)]
This game doesn't have a strategy system, only suggestions on making friends with NPCs.
The clues that Jon saw in his relationship with the Son of God were: courtesy and respect, knowing when to advance and when to retreat, and loyalty and simplicity.
But he didn't know what "moderation" meant, nor did he know whether Lu Huai was still willing to share everything with him.
One thought of Buddha, one thought of devil.
He started to get tired.
Qiao En hated his own weakness and incompetence, and couldn't imagine how much more of Lu Huai's life he would be absent from in the upcoming missions. He hated playing both sides and putting the mission first.
He was overwhelmed by a base impulse, wanting to press Lu Huai against the wall and kiss him until he felt dizzy, and finally completely possess him in this land that least allowed the roots of "desire" to grow.
He began to hate the fact that there was no relationship system in the game that could bind people together, and that could not allow the boy to bear his mark.
[Degree of plot deviation: 4%]
Lu Huai, who was immersed in the role of a melancholic and closed-off "lost man", suddenly became serious when he heard the prompt tone and sent a message to 0359: "Xiao Jiu, find out the reason."
"good!"
[Reason: The original protagonist's Darkness Value increased by +10 due to Jon, currently at 23; Warning: The Darkness Value is too high and there is a risk of changing the character, so please be vigilant.]
"Why is the black value so high? There was no warning before..."
Lu Huai is well aware of how serious the problem is when the existence of such a person of truth, goodness and beauty is challenged.
His usually relaxed expression turned serious. He didn't want anything to go wrong in this final mission world.
0359 frantically adjusted the data: "Before, I just added it bit by bit. I don't know what happened this time, it was a bit too much."
"It's okay, I'll give it a try." Lu Huai comforted the small system.
He heard Jon's trembling lips speaking, tears flickering in his eyes: "So... do you miss me?"
As if afraid of hearing an answer that would make him dissatisfied or hurtful, Jon continued first.
He paced beside Lu Huai, pretending to be relaxed: "I originally thought I would immerse myself in the mission and only care about fighting side by side with my new teammates. But I'm being stubborn. In fact, I really miss you very much."
That was a rather corny thing to say. The elf's golden eyes were filled with sincerity, yet they also seemed to conceal a madness poised to explode.
Lu Huai held onto Qiao En's shoulders, causing him to stop and stand there motionless.
Those clear black eyes reflected the entire figure of the blonde elf:
"I missed you terribly, too, Joe."
Jon was obviously happy with his answer, and he walked up to Lu Huai and gave him a big hug.
The force was so strong that it seemed as if he was kneading it into people's bones and blood.
"Don't touch my waist, it's itchy." Lu Huai symbolically pushed his chest.
"Okay, okay." The elf seemed to have regained its vitality and relieved some of its strength contentedly.
"Lu, during the time we haven't met, has Xu Rui come to see you recently?"
"No, and during this period, I haven't met any classmates from the academy except you."
Lu Huai sensed his mood rising a little, and he whispered to 0359: "Xiaojiu, check the current data."
[Plot Deviation: 3%]
"Inquire about the reason."
[Jon's Darkness Value -5, currently 18]
Lu Huai held his forehead, feeling as if he had discovered the key to the problem.
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