Isa was a term of endearment for Isaac, but eight hundred years later, all those who used to call him that are no longer alive.
He might be the Isaac who exists in historical records, but he will be Yunwei's Isa alone. If calling someone by name is the most heartfelt and passionate confession, then he hopes that this affection will be even more unique.
Yun Wei reacted instantly.
In this respect, he and Isaac share a striking similarity. Both seem to have been mercilessly exiled by the gods of time and space, yet they happened to meet each other during their wanderings.
The shy mage buried her face in the knight's arms, holding him tightly, and softly called out, "Isa."
“I’m here,” Isaac replied, then nibbled on Yun Wei’s ear and asked, “And you? What’s your nickname?”
Yun Wei: "..."
A wet, itchy sensation came from his earlobe, causing him to involuntarily shrink his neck. He actually did have a nickname, but only the older generation called him that; his parents usually called him by his full name.
However, that nickname was really embarrassing, and he had always been very reluctant to be called that.
Fafa.
His nickname is Fafa.
It is the "fa" in "mianfatang" (a dish with unclear pronunciation), and also the "fa" in "gongxi facai" (a Chinese greeting wishing someone good fortune).
His grandmother told him that when he was born, he was tiny, soft and white, but calling him Little Cloud seemed too straightforward, so the adults decided to call him Cotton Flower.
Yes, he lives in a city in the southwest, where the dialect often uses reduplicated characters.
Then every time his uncles and aunts visited him, they would buy one at the street corner. The sugar cloud made of granulated white sugar was sweet, soft, and fluffy, and he loved to eat it since he was a child.
I don't know if that's why, but the first word he uttered wasn't "Dad" or "Mom," but the "fa" from "mianfatang" (a type of candy). The adults all love playing mahjong and think the word "fa" is auspicious and festive, so they all started calling him "fafa."
Although it's quite embarrassing, it's probably, at least, a little better than "Cai Cai" next door.
But...it's really hard to say...
Yun Wei felt like there was a little person inside her, rolling around frantically on the bed while hugging a pillow.
"Yun, tell me, okay?" Isaac pressed on relentlessly. This time, he even gently blew behind Yun Wei's ear and then lightly rubbed it with his calloused fingertips.
The electric current from his tailbone was skillfully activated, and in an instant, Yun Wei froze, as if petrified. His cheeks radiated intense heat, almost cooking him alive.
In a dazed state, he clung to Isaac's shoulders and quickly whispered those two embarrassing reduplicated words in his ear before abruptly breaking free from his embrace and running towards the Durand River.
...
They were to cross the Durane River to the Golden Plains of the Golden Cloud Kingdom on the other side, one of the most fertile lands on the entire continent of Zhuyuan, and the original fiefdom of the Golden Family.
Alchemy City is located in the center of the Gold Plains. When they stand beside the tranquil and wide Durais River, they can see the magnificent little black dot at the western end in the distance.
The mage's frail body was no match for the valiant knight, but fortunately, Isaac regained his humble and courteous demeanor. At Yun Wei's repeated insistence, Isaac reluctantly agreed not to casually utter those two words.
As for when it will be announced, that remains to be seen.
On the way, Yun Wei told Isaac about the "Tales of the Dead" and Richard's previous judgment. The knight, who had been asleep for centuries, had no recollection of this necromancer's holy book.
He was just a little jealous, and sighed sullenly, "Sigh, if only you could have found me five years ago..."
Yun Wei shook his head, but said, "Without that Abyss Apostle, I wouldn't have been able to break the seal on the 'Immortal Coffin' at all, and I might have been washed away by that rain of light. Did you notice, Isa, that our meeting was a series of coincidences?"
Upon hearing this, Isaac frowned and asked hesitantly, "Then what does this mean... if anything goes wrong, we won't be able to meet?"
As a warrior, he had never studied any advanced courses for sorcerers, such as "Fate Science," "Destiny Theory," or "Divination," and always held an instinctive awe for the word "fate."
Yun Wei seemed to sense the other's nervousness, but he laughed and said, "No, it should be said the other way around. Our meeting was also a kind of destiny."
If they continued, they would be touching on the taboo left by Alch. Yun Wei stopped himself in time.
Rituals and taboos are like two guiding principles for a spell. When a sorcerer performs a complex spell, he must follow the ritual procedure and avoid touching the taboos.
Yun Wei had a vague intuition, not out of narcissism, but because that sense of mission was becoming increasingly clear. It was as if, after eight hundred years of peace on the Zhuyuan Continent, a series of anomalies suddenly occurred after the Red Moon Festival.
Who is secretly plotting this? And who is stirring up trouble behind the scenes?
Unconsciously, they were standing on a predetermined stage, yet they were unaware of it.
But Isaac suddenly fell silent, the handsome smile vanishing from his cool face. He asked listlessly, "So, Yun, is our affection... truly from the heart, or is it an arrangement of fate?"
Suddenly, he became worried. If Yun Wei had met someone else by fate, would he have been left out?
The thought that he and Yun Wei might never meet made him feel suffocated.
But his innate pride and reserve limited him, and he was destined not to be so narrow-minded, jealous, or insecure.
Yun Wei was somewhat puzzled. "I don't quite understand what you mean. Liking someone is liking someone, what's the difference?" Fate arranged for him to meet Isaac, and then he genuinely fell in love with him. It all happened so naturally.
Isaac glanced down at Yun Wei, then changed the subject, "By the way, Yun, speaking of which, a certain anomaly has also occurred in my spiritual sea..."
He had originally intended to tell Yun Wei about this matter that morning, but the other party suddenly pushed him down onto the straw mat beneath him. It was difficult to describe the complex and surging emotions he felt at that moment.
There were both surprises and concerns.
Overjoyed, yet filled with worry.
But after that, he completely succumbed to Yun Wei's gentle embrace. His master was simply too wonderful, leaving him at a loss. Just as he had wanted to say long ago, even his life, if Yun Wei wanted it, he could take it freely…
So much so that he only remembered it now.
Upon hearing this, Yun Wei stopped in his tracks.
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