Chapter 154 New Year's Banquet
The last time we met was half a year ago. Although we said we would get together every month, in reality, we were both very busy, so the time was often uncertain.
But Sawyers said nothing.
And I could really feel from this hug that he missed me.
I hugged him and patted his back, comforting him like I did when he was a child.
It’s only at times like this that we can feel that we are still cubs, but non-humans may mature earlier.
Villar and Remonsis followed behind me. Sawyers glanced at them and led me inside.
"There's a banquet today, and I'm entertaining some of my uncle's new friends."
"New friend?"
"Friends from the North."
I see.
That's what Yomel is worried about, people from other countries.
Ansar's hands stretched too far - monsters were much more useful than weapons, and the consequences of putting this on the battlefield would be beyond human control.
Among the currently known monster species, most monsters' IQs cannot be considered high.
So the best product Ansar sells is the cyborg.
When humans and monsters are fused into chimeras, it is difficult to say whose consciousness is in control.
Just like now, no one knows whether Ansar is a human being or the vines in his body.
But it doesn't matter, this place is not his tonight.
I walked beside Sawyers with a smile on my face, because Yomel said I had a blank expression and was unapproachable, so I was forced to have a semi-permanent smile on my face.
When we opened the door, we saw that the banquet was already being prepared. It was afternoon and the guests would not arrive until evening, so we still had time to prepare.
But there's actually nothing to prepare. We'll win if we kill Ansar or disable him.
When we returned to our room, people came in and out and began to prepare clothes for me silently. It was the same suit as Sawyers', even the accessories were the same. I had a simple wash and massage, then a care and change of clothes, and even some incense was done.
——There were definitely no such procedures before. Where did Sawyers learn all this?
[…Ahem, finally getting a break.]
You've been online very little recently, and haven't said much in three years.
[I don't want to either, host. If I show up too often in the Holy City, He'll see me. If He sees me, His protection mechanism will be triggered, and I'll be forced offline... Woohoo, you don't know how many times I've been kicked off.]
【For the sake of my daily report, I can only be a silent background board. 】
Even Party A's dad couldn't do anything about Him. He was completely impossible to communicate with!
I:……
So powerful?
So why are you coming out now?
【Send you points. 】
ah?
Wait a moment?
So kind?
[It's not really giving you any points, but I've detected something amiss with your soul's fluctuations, so I'm giving you some points to check it out.]
[Ding Di Di - Points Mission: Seize Power
In short, just follow the protagonist's actions.
Mission Reward: 1 million points (special points - can be exchanged for a luxury physical examination at half price in a special mall)]
...Too perfunctory!
And why are medical examinations so expensive? Has our inflation reached millions already?!
[After all, this involves a physical examination of the soul. Other hosts might not be able to accumulate special points even after a long time! This is like giving you a backdoor.]
[This checkup is quite special and will require you to sleep for a while. Be sure to do it when you have time!]
I have opened that special mall. There are not many things in it, basically all related to the soul.
Moreover, these props are non-transferable and have many restrictions.
The first one is the "Luxury Physical Examination" - the original price is 2 million points, and now it is half price.
It’s exactly right, not more or less.
But let’s wait until tonight is over.
Sawyers was waiting for me.
…
Ansar didn't think much about the timing of my return. After all, my return always coincided with the full moon and the New Year.
The New Year here is not at the beginning of the month, but is calculated according to the divine calendar, which is a bit like the lunar and solar calendars I know. Of course, this divine calendar is not the same as the one of Yomel's gods... he just adapted a part of it.
Anyway, at least for now, the default god in this country is the god named Yomel.
The first day of the new year is the day the god was born, so this year's new year is only one day away from the full moon.
"Let's go." Sawyers pulled me downstairs, and Raymondsis and Villar followed behind us. They didn't change their clothes and were still in the black of the Divine Court. They just took off the overly conspicuous red cloak.
But at the moment, it is hard to tell that they have any relationship with the Divine Court.
When we went downstairs, the hall was already bustling with activity, filled with all kinds of food and wine, waiters walking around, and noble ladies and aristocrats with all kinds of strange creatures, some of whom were obviously not locals. Ansar was sitting on the sofa in the middle, chatting with some people, and waved when he saw us.
Sawyers and I looked at each other and walked over.
"These are my two nephews."
This is how he introduced us.
It was clear that he had no intention of selling Sawyers as a commodity in front of this crowd.
"They are two handsome children," the lady with a thick accent complimented, fanning herself at the table. "They look nothing like you."
Her eyes rested on the metal ring around Sawyers' neck.
"My sister and I have different fathers - so it's normal that my nephew doesn't look like me." Ansar glanced at her casually, without any intention of explaining the metal ring around Sawyers' neck.
It seems normal to have such a thing on your nephew's neck.
"Okay, go play, it's time for the adults."
He patted both of our heads.
I looked at the noble lady waving the fan. The look in her eyes when she looked at us was really not innocent. The last time I saw such a look was on the face of that Lord Allah.
So it was the charm that triggered it?
What is the triggering standard? I have never encountered it in the Holy City.
[Is it possible that the Holy City has blocked this ability of yours?]
…
you're right.
But this also shows that—
“Ahhhh—”
Suddenly, a shadow flashed before their eyes, accompanied by a scream, and everyone looked over.
The lady was missing one of her eyes.
What just flashed by?!
I looked at Sawyers next to me. He had his hands behind his back, still smiling.
My smile was a little stiff. Standing a little behind him, I could clearly see the eyeball in his hand, which was still dripping with blood.
And apparently, I wasn't the only one who saw this.
"Ma'am, I like your eyes very much."
He smiled and raised the eyeball, looking carefully at the light above.
The lady covered her eyes and trembled in the seat because of the severe pain, speaking her native language. I could probably hear that she was saying some words that could not be written.
High in maternal content.
I can't believe he can still curse so energetically even when he's in so much pain.
"But I don't like the way you look at my brother." As he said this, he crushed the eyeball in his hand, then took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands slowly.
My eyelids twitched. This action was so similar to Ansar.
"I'm sorry, uncle, to interrupt your conversation with your guests."
After wiping the blood off his hands, he bowed to Ansar. Ansar's expression did not change, but it was obviously not very good either.
"I'm sorry, Mrs. Capet, my nephew is not very sensible. I will pick out a suitable eyeball for you for free later. I will ask someone to take you to stop the bleeding first." He kissed the lady's hand, and then the servants behind him came over and carried the lady away.
He ignored the screams and curses coming from the lady's mouth.
I:……
It's hard to say whether this is an apology or just an even greater offense.
But it also indirectly shows that he is not an important guest.
What I am more concerned about now is what Ansar used to dig out the eyes of that noble lady from such a distance.
Ansar was obviously concerned as well, and the look he gave Sawyers was a little puzzling.
"Sawyers, you're going too far."
He nodded the back of his hand, and Sawyers instantly fell to his knees.
"Sorry uncle."
Sawyers said so.
Overly skilled.
I feel very complicated.
...So, in places I can't see, Ansar often bullies Sawyers like this by relying on the seeds in his brain?
And Sawyers did it on purpose?
Let the Ansar think that his seeds are effective, and then they will let down their guard.
"There won't be a next time. Don't ruin my New Year's party."
He said this, then let go, and Sawyers put his hands on the ground and gasped for breath.
I pulled him up. His face looked a little pale, probably because he was in great pain.
#Does it still hurt?
#I'm pretending.
#Rose only left a few seeds uneaten, which made me feel that he was controlling me, and I just needed to react like before.
#And this, as long as I can devour it anytime I want, the rose is now under my control.
As I was speaking, I felt an itch on the palm of my hand, and a small green vine came out from his hand and rubbed our held hands.
This vine is somewhat familiar.
Isn’t this a rose vine?
...So this is the one whose eyes were just gouged out.
It turns out that this is how Rose Head was born!
It is known that the seed was given to me by the rose head, and now this seed will become the future rose head. Very good, it is back to the question of which came first, the chicken or the egg.
#When will I start? What will I do?
#……When the midnight bell rings, Sangsang doesn’t have to do anything, I’m ready.
#No, I hope Sangsang can always look at me.
#Watch as I personally break the chains that bind us and make this our true home.
His smile widened as he looked at me.
He didn't continue with the conversation, but I think his smile is a bit perverted.
I began to reflect on whether leaving him here for three years might have made him learn something even more perverted from Ansar.
It turns out that parents are their children’s first teachers——
Then we went to eat hand in hand.
Apparently, after Sawyers's display of skill, all the guests were moving around us.
Although those who can attend this kind of banquet are not ordinary people, any discerning person can see the difference in strength.
The two of us sat at the table, looking at these people, and I had no idea what Sawyers's plan was; he was beyond me now, and it was clear he was a little sociopath.
I wouldn't be surprised if there was a bloodbath here soon.
But it doesn’t matter, no one who comes here is a good person.
God will not forgive them either.
[…Your words are becoming more and more mysterious.]
After all, this is the one who will make a living from this.
And let's be honest, there is no innocent person here.
How can someone who keeps strange creatures as pets and indulges in Ansar banquets be a kind and beautiful person?
I took a bite of the cake.
The evil god Verar is more true, kind and beautiful than them.
Thank you so much for your evaluation of me. After all, I was once a police officer.
When the first stroke of midnight rang, everyone present stopped in their tracks.
The scene was a bit weird. Apart from Remonsis, Villar, me and Sawyers, the only one who could move was Ansar, whose face suddenly darkened.
I've only taken a half-bite of my muffin and I'm not sure if I should continue eating it.
Sawyers next to him had already stood up.
Waving vines appeared behind him, and roses began to grow slowly from his head, one after another, until his head was completely covered with roses.
I:……
Wait a minute, this isn't the rose head I imagined?!
Why do you look like a bouquet of roses?
"Dear uncle, can you please hand over the Monster Alliance to me? I have completed all the courses, and it is time for me to inherit the family business."
Rose Bouquet Head Sawyers said this to Ansar.
I silently took a bite of the muffin in my hand and thought, "Stop giving the protagonist a new nickname!"
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