WTYTIAAN Chapter 260

Yan Yunqing was not exaggerating when he said he saw Theodore’s eyes light up for a moment.

Yan Yunqing looked down at his hand, now clasped in Theodore’s, and was silent.

Was this the “most loyal dog” of the Demon King at work?

Suddenly, he felt a helpless sensation, as if the anxiety and trepidation of the past year had been for nothing.

Who had been lying to him about his followers wanting to kill the king?!

Did Theodore look like he wanted to kill him?

Yan Yunqing glanced at the game panel without making it obvious.

Tsk, he didn’t know what the relationship was between “The Return” and “Demon King,” but since he could inherit the main character’s inventory from “Demon King,” they must be related.

So, this little bastard was tricking him, huh?

Time for red bean filling!

Yan Yunqing’s anger surged, and he cursed the game system in his heart. If he hadn’t received those game notifications before transmigrating, saying that the Demon King’s followers wanted to kill the king, he wouldn’t have waited until now to find Theodore.

If he had come sooner, he might have figured out the truth of the transmigration a long time ago.

Yan Yunqing gritted his teeth.

Yan Yunqing wanted to vomit blood.

Anyone who had been trying to outsmart themselves for so long, only to find out it was all in vain, would want to vomit blood.

Yan Yunqing took a deep breath, calmed himself down. In any case, he should first ask clearly what he wanted to know! At least, he couldn’t continue in ignorance.

He pulled his hand back, and seeing Theodore’s eyes dim again, Yan Yunqing resisted the twitch in his lips and pressed Theodore back onto the bed. He hadn’t forgotten that this guy had almost dried up.

Looking back, Lulu had quietly slipped out of the room at some point, and even closed the door behind her.

Yan Yunqing: …

This legal loli didn’t seem as innocent as she appeared!

As expected, living for so long turned even a loli into an old monster.

Yan Yunqing sighed.

Turning back to Theodore, who was forced to lie on the bed, wearing no expression, yet Yan Yunqing could somehow see the aggrieved little emotions, Yan Yunqing felt a headache coming on.

Theodore opened his mouth, his voice hoarser than when they had met in the royal city, and croaked, “King…”

Yan Yunqing hummed in response, and smoothly pulled the quilt up, covering Theodore’s exposed upper body, and tucked him in.

Honestly, he was already sick, and he still didn’t cover himself up properly, even exposing his navel. Was this the soldier he had raised?

“Your subordinate…” Theodore struggled to get up again, but Yan Yunqing pressed him down.

“Alright, you just lie down obediently. I’ll ask, and you answer,” Yan Yunqing said with a cold face. “Don’t go cutting yourself again. You’ll bleed yourself dry.”

Theodore fell silent. His long, curly eyelashes lowered, fluttering like dancing butterflies, but his eyes darted around, unusually avoiding Yan Yunqing’s gaze.

Yan Yunqing was familiar with this little expression of Theodore’s. Usually, Theodore would avoid his gaze when he felt guilty, then put on a handsome face and exude an aura of “stay away” – but in reality, he just didn’t know what to say and subconsciously turned cold.

Yan Yunqing had studied why Theodore had developed this habit, and the final conclusion was that this guy had picked up the habit while serving the God of Light.

The angel race was a follower of the God of Light. Compared to the impression that the Light Church mostly gave, which was related to healing and priests, the angel race was known for its powerful combat ability, capable of fighting hundreds or thousands of enemies alone.

Not long after Theodore was born, the war of gods broke out, and as a natural six-winged angel, one of the strongest in the angel race, he had followed the God of Light in battle from a young age.

After the original archangel died, he seamlessly took over the position of archangel and became the vanguard of the God of Light, charging at the forefront.

Being in such a position, Theodore had always been the focus of attention of many gods, and his growth environment was evident – it could be described as extremely harsh.

Just like what Yan Yunqing had thought when he saw Lulu earlier.

Some angels were pampered from childhood, and were still living like innocent children even at over two thousand years old, while some angels had already been fighting on all sides and had become the archangel of the angel race at two hundred years old.

But it was hard to say whose mind was more simple – after all, in Yan Yunqing’s view, Theodore’s growth environment was very strange, and it was normal to raise a ruthless but straightforward killing machine with no understanding of the world.

And when Theodore faced situations he couldn’t handle, he would habitually turn cold, trying to overwhelm the other party with his aura, thereby making them forget their original purpose.

Heh.

Yan Yunqing sneered in his heart.

But in front of Theodore was him, not someone who could be scared away by his cold aura –

Obviously, Theodore also remembered this, and hurriedly withdrew his cold aura, starting to pretend to be a wooden man, just short of shouting “One, two, three, we are all wooden men.”

“First question.”

Yan Yunqing looked at Theodore seriously, “Does the contract signed by the angel race and the archangel Theodore with me still count?”

These words were like a thunderbolt, awakening the silent Theodore. He looked up in astonishment, his eyes full of disbelief.

“No… your subordinate has no intention of betraying you!”

This time, Yan Yunqing really couldn’t hold him down. Theodore struggled to get up to express his loyalty, Yan Yunqing twitched his lips and, regardless of whether Theodore’s wounds had healed or not, simply pushed down hard and sat cross-legged on Theodore’s abdomen, watching him with his arms crossed.

“Just say it like this. I’m listening.”

Theodore: …

Theodore stared wide-eyed at the person sitting on him, his hands supporting him from behind. Sitting wasn’t right, and lying down wasn’t right either. He felt that this posture was too strange, but he was unwilling and didn’t dare to forcibly overturn the person on top of him.

He could only silently lie back down little by little, and even quietly shifted his body in order to make this noble prince on his body more comfortable.

Yan Yunqing wasn’t very clear about Theodore’s little thoughts. He only nodded in satisfaction when he saw Theodore lying down again. He could feel that when Theodore said those words and made his statement, an invisible binding force appeared on him.

This was the special contract rule of this world, one of the world’s laws, and no one could defy the constraints brought about by the contract.

This constraint came from the contract that the Demon King had once signed with the angel race and the archangel Theodore. After this contract, the angel race became the Demon King’s followers.

And the body that Yan Yunqing had transmigrated into, although it had inherited the Demon King account’s inventory, he had not felt the existence of any contract. Especially after encountering several followers in succession, Yan Yunqing could clearly perceive that the contract was indistinct, as if it existed and as if it didn’t.

Of course, as long as a follower who had once signed a contract with the Demon King expressed their submission to him again, then Yan Yunqing could feel the contract return.

Yan Yunqing hadn’t noticed this at first. After all, the first follower he had met openly was Divick, and this guy had surrendered as soon as they met. He hadn’t had time to feel the difference before and after the contract appeared.

It wasn’t until Yan Yunqing encountered Barros that he clearly perceived the problem with the contract –

Because Barros’s disguised identity, Yuchier, had met him in the Bato Vita royal city dungeon, but he hadn’t been able to detect any contract power, and had even regarded Yuchier as a dangerous person (which was indeed the case).

But later, when he saw Barros again in the “Blood Mist,” the moment Barros called out “King,” he truly felt the power of the contract –

It was just that more dramatic things had happened at the time (Barros used his heart to hit his blade), and Yan Yunqing had accidentally overlooked this point again. But later, the demonic Magic that appeared on Barros’s body (the magic Texture was formed by the contract signed with the Demon King) verified this point again.

And the first question he had just asked was also to test the power of the contract.

Sure enough, after Theodore personally admitted that he had no intention of betraying him, the contract power that he couldn’t detect before appeared on his body again.

Did this mean that he hadn’t really transmigrated into the main character of “Demon King,” but in some sense, he was indeed inseparable from the main character… so the contract would reappear on his body?

Did it require a… certification process? Equivalent to facial recognition… soul recognition?