Isaac ignored the sarcastic Richard beside him; he was staring intently at Yun Wei, who was interacting with Xie Mulang, as if in self-torture.
Although Yun Wei had informed him beforehand and, fearing he might be unhappy, had rewarded him with three extra "fierce" kisses, he still couldn't control the surging sourness deep within his heart at this moment:
Yun gave Xie Mulang a carefully crafted booklet, the contents of which he could not understand at all. He only felt that Yun's handwriting was like a painting, which he liked very much. However, it seemed that Yun had never prepared a gift for him before (that rainbow was fleeting and did not count).
Yun didn't push him away immediately after being hugged, and even let him punch her three times;
Yun actually smiled at the other person, and she smiled so happily;
Yun even bumped fists with the other party...
His heart felt like it had been hit directly by an acid splatter, leaving it fragile and riddled with holes. He knew he shouldn't keep watching, because the more he looked, the more his mind would wander, but he simply couldn't bring himself to move, whether to rush over and separate them or to turn away.
Logically speaking, he himself felt that his jealousy was unreasonable, but he just couldn't help feeling jealous.
What reason is needed for jealousy?
He wanted to completely possess Yunwei, and he himself admitted that he had many dark thoughts about this. He wanted to label every minute and every second of Yunwei with his own mark, so that years later, when the other party looked back, they would find that "they were all spent with Isaac".
To him, Yun Wei was the only thing that mattered in his entire world. He couldn't even imagine what he would become if Yun Wei were to leave his world one day.
Therefore, he was naturally wary of anyone who approached Yunwei, fearing they would take Yunwei away.
However, he was worried that Yun Wei would dislike him for being like this, so he had to pretend to be as upright and magnanimous as ever, like a perfect knight, strictly adhering to the eight virtues as strict as the commandments.
Richard, standing to the side, coldly sized up the tall man. The man's jaw was clenched, his face clearly extremely ugly, yet he couldn't bear to look away, like a dog guarding its food, staring longingly at the bone that had been taken from it.
This thought made him click his tongue, his silver vertical pupils flashing, but his tone changed, "Speaking of which, the thousand-year contract between Dragon Island and the Temu Brown family is about to expire... Don't you think about renewing it?"
"Oh?" Isaac's face finally showed some expression, but his gaze remained fixed. He slowly asked, "Now you can represent Dragon Island?"
“Of course.” Richard’s silver eyes narrowed for a moment, looking somewhat sinister. He then changed the subject, “However, you must offer something of sufficient sincerity.”
He paused, then added meaningfully, "After all, there's no such thing as a free lunch, right, Your Highness?"
“I’ll consider it.” Isaac finally looked away from Yun Wei and glanced at him casually.
“That would be best.” Richard’s signature wicked smile appeared on his face. “My patience is limited, and I hope you won’t keep me waiting any longer.”
He noticed that the polite conversation between the two people below the steps was coming to an end, so he casually brushed his hands against the wall beside him and stepped into the suddenly appearing spatial rift, saying, "I'll take my leave now."
...
"No, I lost again." Yun Wei sighed, pushed away the wooden sword resting at his neck, and reached out to Isaac, "I can't get up, help me up, Isaac."
That afternoon, the two found a closed training ground near the martial arts arena for sparring, but it turned out to be a one-sided crushing victory for Isaac. As expected of the top warrior in the Zhuyuan Continent, Isaac was able to close in on Yun Weilian almost every time he tried to cast a field spell.
Isaac glanced at Yun Wei, silently put away his wooden sword, and reached out his hand to the fragile mage who was lying on the ground panting.
With palms touching, he used a little force to lift the other person up from the ground.
Isaac was about to let go when Yun Wei suddenly threw himself into his arms and hugged his waist tightly.
Isaac: "..." He quietly straightened his back and tensed the muscles in his back.
"What should I start with? I was planning to use Cloud Mist to connect with Water Shield, but I was instantly killed by you before I could even finish the instant cast." The lazy complaint from his master came from his arms. The other party's tone was like a spoiled child, which made his ears itch.
Isaac thought for a moment and said in a deep voice, "In my time, water mages would usually cast 'Rain of Delay' first, and then follow up with 'Clear Ocean'."
The combination of a level 3 large-area debuff spell and a level 5 buff spell (which offers the best value for money) can quickly fill the entire space with abundant water elements, creating a one-sided and overwhelming advantage.
"Oh, these are all spells I haven't practiced before." The young man in his arms seemed a little frustrated.
Isaac quickly comforted him, "It's alright, you've done very well. Besides, mages aren't very good at one-on-one combat." He was telling the truth. Yun Wei was only lacking in combat experience. In terms of elemental affinity and control, the opponent had already achieved an impeccable level.
"Really? I really did pretty well?" Yun Wei seemed to be encouraged by him, and suddenly raised her head, her bright black eyes looking at him expectantly.
Isaac licked his teeth and said in a hoarse voice, "Really."
Just as he was about to start overthinking, he heard the person in his arms ask, "So, are you feeling better?"
Isaac froze, somewhat at a loss, and asked, "You... oh, Yun, you figured it out?"
Yun Wei laughed, but hugged his follower even tighter, playfully kissing the latter's chin again and again. In the end, the other party couldn't stand it anymore and caught him, giving him a "fierce" kiss as punishment.
As if all the air had been fiercely seized by the other party once again, Yun Wei stared blankly at the lights high above the training ground, slowly closed his eyes, and immersed himself in the overwhelming emotions brought by Isaac.
After the kiss ended, both of them were a little out of breath. Isaac traced his fingertips along his master's swollen red lips, and under the other's mortified gaze, solemnly cast a 'Light Healing' spell.
Isaac began to apologize listlessly, "I'm sorry, Cloud. I—"
Yun Wei touched his messy brown hair and interrupted him, "No need to apologize, Isaac. If I were you, I would only be more jealous."
“Don’t hide your true feelings from me,” Yun Wei said, taking his other hand and placing it on his chest. “Look, my heart is beating for you.”
"I have to admit, I'm actually a little secretly pleased. I really like how much you care about me."
The surging emotions that had been building up for half a day, the negative feelings that had been suppressed for a long time, were swept away by the other party's honest and passionate words, and Isaac couldn't help but hug Yun Wei tightly.
After whispering sweet nothings to each other and gazing into each other's eyes, a flood of tender words of love poured out between them...
That afternoon, the two of them spent the entire afternoon at the training ground.
Finally, Yun Wei completely exhausted his magic power and leaned lazily against Isaac's chest in his favorite position.
He moved his fingers, lowered his eyes and said, "Isaac, the Magic and Martial Arts Competition is coming up soon. Should we participate?" He felt that participating would be unfair, since he was already a level 5 mage and it would be beneath him to fight a bunch of level 3 kids.
But if I don't participate, I always feel that my college life is somewhat regrettable.
Isaac caught his twitching fingers, kissed them, and laughed, "It's up to you. I'm here with you anyway."
"Sigh... I'm so conflicted!" Yun Wei leaned back and rested his head on the other person's shoulder, letting out a rather melancholy sigh.
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