LWDC Chapter 152

by Volare

Chapter 152: Descend to My Home

Miyal blankly got off Duan Yunhong’s carriage and headed towards his own.

“Truly courting death.” Ning Fei watched the disappearing figure, pulled up the large hood of his cloak again, and grasped the handle of the carriage door. “In that case, you don’t need to help him fulfill his wish anymore. Just continue being your ‘observer’ freely. I’ll take my leave first…”

Duan Yunhong grabbed his wrist.

“Where are you staying now?” the man asked. “If you didn’t bring enough things, come to my place?”

Ning Fei was stunned by these words. “…You should have had your cognition strengthened by my light magic, and you should be doing everything I say.” As he spoke, he instead initiative released the door handle. “What’s going on? Do you have a trick to resist light magic?”

“No. Actually, right now, I’m eager to agree with whatever you say.” Duan Yunhong still held his wrist firmly, staring at him. “But I learned my lesson. Last time I was ‘cleansed’ by you like that, I could barely think objectively. My mind was filled with wanting to achieve that goal according to your instructions. And even though I clearly hadn’t forgotten my actual thoughts about you, my emotions couldn’t keep up. That kind of detached, twisted feeling was too annoying.

“So this time, I already rationally considered what I must say and do if I met you, before the magic weakened. Even if my heart’s inclination isn’t this way, I have to do it. As long as I act according to my previously established plan, even if you ‘brainwash’ me again with light magic, I won’t easily go against my true intentions.”

“…Tsk, to actually use this kind of trick to resist the absolute brainwashing of light magic. I’ve learned another trick.” Ning Fei chuckled. “You’re sure about hiding me in your house? Aren’t you afraid that I’ll ‘cleanse’ you every day, completely messing up your psychology? Also, if someone from the Baron’s residence tips them off that I’m hiding there, don’t expect me to pull you along when I escape.”

“I know. At worst, you can just kill me and count it as one of your weekly quotas.” Duan Yunhong paused, then blurted out an odd sentence, “Actually, I thought of a joke, but this magic of yours makes it very difficult for me to say it now.”

“What is it?” Ning Fei became interested. “I permit you to say it. Just consider it a word of repentance, speak.”

“…” Duan Yunhong said expressionlessly, “It’s just that you said earlier that you would mess up my psychology, and I was thinking that if I’m not JU, you’ll probably be stuck in this world. After all, those people are all filthy, you couldn’t possibly touch them.”

“Pfft…!” Ning Fei really couldn’t hold back his laughter this time. “Heavens, you saying that without any emotion is too bizarre, like an actor with terrible acting skills!”

“You know the reason. You single-handedly caused this distortion.” Duan Yunhong was also very annoyed. He could clearly sense that his current perception of Ning Fei was “sacred and inviolable,” but this seriously violated his original intention, making it impossible for his emotions to stabilize.

“Yeah, I know. But don’t say it so righteously. Just because the people in this world are dirty, does that make you clean? You just obtained a physically clean body by virtue of your identity as an ‘outsider’.” Ning Fei finished laughing and said slowly, “You’re not clean, and I’m not clean either. And in fact, whatever you think those people are like in your heart, that’s what I am like.”

“You’re different.”

“The same. This is my starting point, my past, and I’m no different from the people here, or those hypocritical, fake holy sons like Miyal.” Ning Fei sneered. “Don’t use your ideas to beautify me. I don’t need it. Look, it proves that you only have a fancy on the me in your imagination, the me with unlimited glory. Looking at those self-righteous ‘lab rats’ in the church now, do you still think I am the ‘Ning Fei’ in your imagined setting?”

Duan Yunhong reached out and pulled off his hood.

There was no anger, no grievance, Ning Fei’s expression only carried a few hints of mockery in its calmness.

Duan Yunhong looked into his eyes and confirmed, “So, you used to be a holy son in the church?”

“What are you pretending for? You guessed it when I asked you to help Miyal, didn’t you?” Ning Fei raised an eyebrow slightly. “How does it feel? Those C-ing skills you like, I also learned them this way. Sometimes it’s better not to get to the bottom of things, right?”

“Get this straight, if I wasn’t mentally prepared, I wouldn’t have come, nor would I have stayed until now.” Duan Yunhong said, “Since you’re willing to talk, does that mean the time period you were in is now? Have these churches and nobles always been like this?”

“When I left, it should have been thirty years ago, roughly the same situation. The church is weaker than before, at least a few decades ago they still had some superficial status.” Ning Fei paused, then deliberately said, “Oh right, my first sugar daddy was Duke Bartley, you should have seen him.”

Duan Yunhong didn’t know if the discomfort in his heart stemmed from jealousy, or from Ning Fei, who “should be sacred,” saying such things. But he suppressed his emotions and tried to continue the conversation in a calm tone: “He doesn’t seem to have a good temper.”

“Yeah, he used to have a bad temper, and he was quite perverted. But he wasn’t willing to share lovers, which was quite rare, so I specifically chose him.” Ning Fei continued to count, “Later he got married, and the Duchess always targeted me, so he threw me to his younger brother. His younger brother was much more promiscuous, I heard he was stabbed by a lover, tsk tsk tsk…”

Duan Yunhong really didn’t want to listen anymore and interrupted him to ask, “If you hadn’t encountered Miyal today, who were you originally planning to kill? Miyal, or the Duke, the priest, the Pope?”

“Whatever. You don’t think I’m taking revenge, do you? Ridiculous. If I wanted to take revenge, I would have come long ago. Destroying the world is just a matter of consuming luck. But why should I let these people die so easily?” Ning Fei sneered. “This is an entertainment program. I made a form, and wrote the names or positions of the nobles and the church on it. If no one writes their name by tonight, I’ll go back and throw darts, whoever gets hit is the one. That way, those who haven’t been chosen will be in constant fear, and will try to kill each other. Oh right, your name is also on it, surprised? Unexpected?”

“Kill me then.” Duan Yunhong said calmly, “After I die, I’ll change my identity and come in, and it would be nice to wander with you, saving this noble identity from only seeing you once every few months.”

“Who the hell is wandering with you? You can sleep on the streets yourself.” Ning Fei raised an eyebrow. “You still say light magic is affecting you? I think you’re adapting very well, isn’t that all bullshit?”

“Because I suddenly found the trick.” Duan Yunhong replied, “Your magic originally made me want to devote myself to you mindlessly. And within the scope of religion, many cheesy words can be said, and they can be blurted out with a single thought. That being said, I have to thank you for this magic.”

“…Tsk.” Ning Fei then remembered that light magic would probably suppress Duan Yunhong’s “stubborn” attribute. Now that’s great, lifting a stone only to drop it on his own foot.

Duan Yunhong took the opportunity to propose again: “So, are you going to my house? It’s normal for a ‘believer’ to want the object of their devotion to ‘descend’ to their home, right?”

Ning Fei: “…You luck bandits are really good at exploiting loopholes.”

“Say whatever you want. I just want you to come to my house now, I just want to protect you.” Now that things have reached this point, Duan Yunhong simply followed the impulse in his heart, squatted down in front of Ning Fei, placed both hands on the seats on either side of Ning Fei’s legs, and looked up at him, “You know your own magic well, what can I do to you? As long as you nod, we’ll go back now. If you don’t want to share a bed, I promise you’ll sleep alone in the master bedroom anyway, I can’t disobey you.”

Ning Fei lowered his eyes to meet his gaze.

He clearly wanted to return to this world to calm down and get away from things, but how did it turn out like this again?

It’s like chewing gum, you can’t shake it off or throw it away. He clearly did so much, but in the end, it all backfired.

——Where exactly did the problem lie…?

Ning Fei wanted to press his forehead, but he didn’t want Duan Yunhong to see his worries. In his inner struggle, his fingers unconsciously clenched the cloak. Duan Yunhong’s hand was next to his hand, and he actually noticed this slight movement, so he held his hand and said, “What’s so difficult about this? You used to take advantage of me righteously, and since you’ve already taken advantage of the Duke’s son, why can’t you switch to me, an Earl? Oh, speaking of this…”

Duan Yunhong suddenly remembered something else, and his tone became displeased, “That purple outfit you wore at the Queen’s birthday banquet a week ago, who did you think sent it to you? Don’t tell me it was also Sairis?”

“…Huh?” Ning Fei didn’t react for a moment, and was stunned. “Otherwise…? I just randomly chose one from those clothes.”

“Randomly choose one, and you can choose the one I sent?” Duan Yunhong stared at him, narrowing his eyes slightly. “I even hit on you at the time, don’t tell me you didn’t know. It’s just that the brooch and ring you paired with it weren’t sent by me, nor were they my positioning marks. Your little servant stole everything I sent you, and you agreed to that too?”

“What? You sent it? I had no idea…” Ning Fei hesitated for two seconds, and still explained a few sentences, “I lost Sairis’ letters twice, and Shalai never showed me the letters again, only reporting what he had received. I chose that purple one because most of the other clothes that Sairis sent were light-colored, even white, and I didn’t want to be so eye-catching.”

“No wonder…” Duan Yunhong gritted his teeth a little. “So, you thought everything I sent you was from Sairis? So you didn’t take anything with you when you left… Oh, you did take something, after all, you probably didn’t have time to change clothes that day, and you probably wore the purple suit away, right?”

Ning Fei: “…I took it off and threw it away.”

Duan Yunhong: “…”

Now it was his turn to rub his forehead. “Alright, you threw it away. Then I’ll just ask one thing – did you bring my positioning coordinate?”

Ning Fei: “…I brought it.”

Duan Yunhong finally let out a silent sigh of relief in his heart.

Ning Fei then said, “You shouldn’t care too much about such material things.”

“You want to brainwash me with these words again?” Duan Yunhong’s tone was a little cold. “Too late. Isn’t it normal for me to care that other ‘believers’ are taking credit for my work? You can bear the consequences of your light magic making me ‘especially’ care.”

Ning Fei was speechless again.

Duan Yunhong saw his hesitation and seized the opportunity to press on: “So, are you going to descend to my house?”

Ning Fei was silent for a long time before finally saying, “Then go to the square and write down the name of Deka.”

Deka’s name is in the square, Deka is dead. Now even if it was Miyal who killed him, it will be counted on Ning Fei’s head.

Duan Yunhong showed a subtle, triumphant smile: “A deal.”