The Consequences Of Being A Tyrant Chapter 21
byLin Yu widened his eyes, wanting to look more closely, when a large hand suddenly appeared before him, completely covering his eyes, not even allowing a sliver of his face to be seen.
When An Qiao lowered his hand, the projection on the desktop had vanished.
Lin Yu: “???”
What exactly was it that he wasn’t allowed to see?
Was there anything in this house that a Pet couldn’t look at?
The resentment in his eyes was almost substantial.
Duan Mingyue withdrew his hand from the shutdown button and looked at An Qiao.
He signaled with his eyes.
What now? Your Pet seems angry?
An Qiao stroked the little person’s hair. “You’ll have nightmares if you look at that.”
An Qiao didn’t know why the little person was so curious about that image. What surged in his heart was deep fear and heaviness. His thoughts drifted from the blue scale connected to the forest to the scattered surveillance devices on the ground.
This was the first recorded instance in a hundred years of their King leaving The Palace.
And appearing on the outskirts of Gert Forest.
Discussions about this on the Star Net had already exploded.
Millions of topics completely dominated the hot list, including many pessimistic speculations, because their King looked extremely displeased, those eyes, deeper than the starry sky, were cold and tyrannical.
The unmanned monitoring aircraft that exploded in the air before even entering Gert Forest were the best proof.
With such formidable power, if their King harbored malice toward them, this Empire might turn to ash.
Some people even wanted to strike first, eliminating the King within Gert Forest.
Their lives were good; they didn’t need a King in name.
However, as soon as this sentiment emerged, it was immediately suppressed.
Some elders who had received the King’s protection and grace scolded these new radical factions mercilessly.
What kind of joke is this? If it weren’t for the King, this Empire would have ceased to exist long ago.
Now you bite the hand that feeds you? If any of you brats dare to entertain such ideas, I will personally use corporal punishment to knock some sense into you.
An Qiao’s mind suddenly conjured the stern face of his own grandfather, followed by the sensation of a burning pain on his backside.
Although the King’s temperament bore no resemblance to the benevolence his grandfather described, An Qiao genuinely felt that regicide was far too audacious.
That was an existence akin to a deity.
An Qiao seriously suspected that these people would be eliminated before they even got close to the King.
Ignorance is bliss.
So, after seeing that photo, an uncontrollable panic arose in his heart. Projecting his feelings onto the little person, who was soft and white like a sticky rice ball, he thought that seeing such a massive creature might frighten him.
It wouldn’t be good if he had nightmares at night.
Lin Yu blinked, casting another regretful glance at the desktop, which held no lingering information.
So, he had no choice but to obediently climb down from An Qiao, taking three steps back for every one forward, before hugging his pillow and sinking into contemplation.
Everything here was different from his room in The Palace. After night fully descended, there was no sound of cicadas or frogs, not even wind, making the silence deeply unsettling for him.
Lin Yu looked blankly at a spot in the void, wondering how the Caretaker was doing now.
He had originally intended to come out to gather more information, but he hadn’t expected to be completely unhelpful.
The expanse of blue seemed to reappear before his eyes, filling his heart with an indescribable impulse.
The Caretaker’s true form was also blue.
As he watched, a pair of round eyes appeared in his line of sight. It was Rongrong, the white fluffball. Its fur was a bit messy from sleep. It shook its body, then lay down beside Lin Yu, gently sniffing Lin Yu’s cheek with its nose. Its long, dense fur rested on Lin Yu, bringing him a familiar warmth.
“Yingying.”
Don’t be sad.
Lin Yu stroked it and said, “I have to go.”
“Ying?”
The white fluffball was too surprised that its little friend could talk to be shocked by what he said next.
“Wuwu.”
Don’t go.
“Wuwu.”
Stay and play with Rongrong.
Lin Yu gently rubbed the soft fur of the white fluffball and said, “Can I come see you next time?”
“I’ll bring my Caretaker.”
“Hmm?”
You have a Caretaker too?
Lin Yu nodded.
“Yingying.” Rongrong reluctantly rubbed against Lin Yu’s neck.
Alright, be sure to come find Rongrong next time.
Then, it strongly condemned An Qiao’s actions for separating its little friend from his Caretaker.
Lin Yu: “…”
Listening to the white fluffball’s sharp whimpering, he pulled it into his embrace and gently patted its back.
“You and An Qiao must live well too.”
“It’s not his fault.”
“Perhaps I oversimplified things.”
Without daring to speak, he couldn’t get accurate information about many things, only a vague general picture.
But given the encounter on the first day, speaking was clearly an unusual act.
His unusual appearance was tolerated because of the local cultural characteristics, but the language of Pets here was distinctly different from that of the giants.
Lin Yu didn’t want to draw too much attention.
This meant he was highly likely to lose his freedom and be sent to the Research Institute.
Even in his previous world, he was a complete homebody, but the most important thing for a person was the right to choose.
Doing something within the scope of choice and being forced to do something without choice felt completely different.
Thus, the most convenient means of communication was completely cut off.
Moreover, the identity of his Caretaker was something Lin Yu had not anticipated at all.
This meant that there were many things concerning the other party that he couldn’t inquire about, and these secrets that excluded him were closely related to the other party’s physical condition.
Lin Yu had never felt so useless.
However, a new idea, like an unceasing spark of inspiration, ignited in his mind.
Because his Caretaker was still waiting for him where he had left.
They were both like lonely wandering souls in that Palace, surviving only by drawing breath from each other.
Thinking of this, the momentary feeling of powerlessness in Lin Yu’s heart slowly subsided. He lifted the blanket, touched the white fluffball’s head once more, and then quietly left.
The window was tightly locked, so Lin Yu had no choice but to go to the living room.
Fortunately, it was empty.
Duan Mingyue had probably left for home long ago. The sound of rushing water from the adjacent bathroom suggested the person inside was in a state of agitation.
This was a good opportunity.
Lin Yu opened the Pet-only small door and stepped into the vast night.
This stretch of road was the most familiar to him besides The Palace. Lin Yu intended to leave via the suspended commercial center, simply because that was the only route he remembered.
Compared to the previous times, this night seemed exceptionally deserted. There were hardly any giants on the intersecting streets, and even the shops were closed.
Such a sight caused a flicker of unease in Lin Yu’s heart.
It was hard for him not to connect this to the Caretaker’s condition.
Lin Yu started running.
The whistling wind rushed past his ears.
On the towering buildings lining the wide, winding roads, a promotional video on a gigantic screen featured a narrator passionately explaining how to treat a Pet that had just entered a new environment.
First, you must make them feel safe here.
A soft bed, a treat that suits the Pet’s taste, can enhance its sense of belonging in an unfamiliar environment.
Before his eyes appeared the clean, soft blanket, and the floating light dust that appeared by the window every morning. Everything was so peaceful and serene that one would willingly die in the next moment, just to make that moment eternal.
Those concrete things surrounding him were the love of another being.
They were the link between Lin Yu and this world.
In his heart, a voice repeated ten thousand times.
He heard himself sighing in the morning light.
“I don’t want to lose these.”
Because he possessed so little, every single thing was precious.
He couldn’t let go.
More than at any moment before, he desperately wanted to hear that familiar voice.
Bright white, colorful ribbons converged and combined, outlining his path home. The massive, towering buildings became deeper silhouettes, only the starry river was deep and vast, like a pair of gentle eyes watching him.
The wind brought the scent of the distance; touch, smell, and hearing were enveloped at this moment.
This was a world he could fully perceive.
The image on the distant large screen shifted. A clear male voice, articulate and steady, spoke, According to the Soler Empire Star Calendar 3197 resident Mental Power survey data, the mental stability of residents who own Pets is significantly higher than that of residents who do not.
The Central Research Institute discovered in the No. 1 residual meteorite…
The latest data suggests that New Humans and Pets may be two manifestations of the same substance. Perhaps one day, through related research, we can cure Genetic Disorder and even allow Pets to possess another form.
The new Pet medical insurance policy will be implemented nationwide on the 25th of this month. The King has passed the final decision.
The not-unfamiliar words made Lin Yu slow his pace slightly. He looked up. The date below the bill was prominent and eye-catching, only about a month earlier than the date he saw at An Qiao’s house—it was around the time he had just entered The Palace.
He was momentarily stunned when another voice came from a window he was passing.
“This is the first time the King has passed a council bill.”
“And it’s for Pet medical care.”
Lin Yu’s heart suddenly tightened.
He continued forward, carrying this love that had been delayed by over a month.
Tens of thousands of feet above, a flying vehicle circled directly over Lin Yu’s head.
The pilot, dressed in a white uniform, looked down at the small dot on the screen, slowly zooming in.
On the wide, straight avenue, a small person, far more miniature and pale than a typical Solerian, was running at high speed.
His exposed skin was unusually smooth, without any excess hair, glowing in the darkness like gentle, moist moonlight.
The pilot was momentarily surprised.
“This, this is?”
The Beastman sitting in the co-pilot seat next to him paused, instantly recognizing the peculiar Pet that had caused a commotion by entering Gert Forest earlier.
No one knew why the little person was here.
But looking at the delicate little face and the completely non-aggressive hands, an idea suddenly occurred to the person in the co-pilot seat.
The central large screen was still broadcasting the importance of Pets.
They are the muzzles that lock the fangs, the shackles that restrain the neck.
Research shows that Pets can, to a certain extent, soothe Beastfolk who have fallen into Frenzy.
So rare, so beautiful, their King would surely like this.