WTYTIAAN Chapter 130

Chapter 130

Having delightfully finished the sausage, the little black cat used its tail to hook the little girl’s wrist, deftly avoiding her hand that still wanted to hold him, and leaped onto the wall.

“Meow~”

Yan Yunqing meowed at the little girl as a farewell, heading towards Demetrius’s location on the minimap.

“Ah! The little cat ran away!”

Demetrius’s movements involved many feints, but this couldn’t stump Yan Yunqing, who had the minimap cheat. He directly took the shortest straight line between two points, following Demetrius by taking unusual routes.

To ensure Demetrius wouldn’t discover him again and lead him in circles, Yan Yunqing simply followed the minimap, maintaining a distance where he couldn’t see Demetrius at all, avoiding laying eyes on him.

There’s no way you can find me like this, kid.

Yan Yunqing flicked his tail, leaping nimbly onto a tree, running through the branches with the protection of his paw pads, barely making a sound.

Demetrius was heading further and further away, and Yan Yunqing stopped sensitively, waiting a while before following.

Why is this guy going so far out? Could he have discovered my presence again, planning to lead me into a dead end to trick me?

Yan Yunqing increased the distance a bit more, sticking to the minimap’s maximum range, following neither too closely nor too far.

Demetrius’s little dot stopped at a location, and Yan Yunqing perked up. It seemed Demetrius had reached his destination. At this point, there was no need to worry about being discovered and led in circles again. Yan Yunqing darted out quickly, heading straight for Demetrius’s location.

After running for about four or five minutes, Yan Yunqing could faintly see Demetrius’s figure. It seemed there were other people standing opposite him.

Yan Yunqing paused, leaping onto a tree again, hiding in the canopy and looking in Demetrius’s direction.

Demetrius’s face had indeed changed. His entire demeanor was no longer as restrained and gloomy as before. He had become extremely sharp, like a sword about to be drawn, with a very dangerous aura permeating his body.

Honestly, Yan Yunqing found it hard to see any connection between this “Demetrius” and his roommate Demetrius. If they didn’t both share the name Demetrius, Yan Yunqing wouldn’t dare recognize this person.

The figure opposite “Demetrius” was blocked by him. Yan Yunqing glanced around but couldn’t see the other person’s face clearly. Yan Yunqing wasn’t in a hurry. He simply lay down, crossed his paws, rested his chin on them, and waited for them to finish talking so he could get a clear view.

He had considered getting closer to listen to their conversation, but Demetrius leading him in circles had already made him realize that this guy was very sensitive to unfamiliar gazes. Approaching rashly would probably lead to immediate discovery.

His black cat image had already been exposed in front of “Demetrius,” so appearing again would definitely arouse suspicion. Yan Yunqing felt he shouldn’t be too adventurous.

Although they were both named Demetrius, Yan Yunqing couldn’t guarantee that this “Demetrius” was the Demetrius he knew.

If it really was, then Demetrius’s act of infiltrating Sigrid seemed very suspicious. Could it be that he, like himself, had come to farm skills?

Yan Yunqing stared at “Demetrius,” trying to read his lips to decipher what they were saying.

“I…”

“Got it…Um…”

“No need…you…”

Yan Yunqing’s eyes were sore, and he only managed to decipher a few words. These words couldn’t form a complete sentence and were all common phrases, making it hard to guess.

However, the way “Demetrius” spoke was like a superior instructing his subordinates. It seemed the person standing opposite him was of lower status.

Yan Yunqing subconsciously licked his fur, getting a mouthful of cat hair, and spat a few times.

“Demetrius” stopped talking very sensitively, turning his head, and his sharp gaze immediately fell in Yan Yunqing’s direction. However, due to the relatively lush leaves between the branches, “Demetrius” couldn’t find Yan Yunqing’s hiding place for a moment.

Oops.

Yan Yunqing knew this position wasn’t safe anymore. He stood up, shook off the slightly disheveled fur on his body, and scurried higher up the tree, ensuring his entire cat form was hidden within the foliage. After that, he found a branch and lay down again.

“Demetrius” walked over, sized up the tree Yan Yunqing was in, and looked up. This tree could perfectly conceal a cat’s size but couldn’t hide a large living person, not even a child.

“Demetrius” didn’t see anything. He frowned slightly, feeling somewhat paranoid due to his senses being thrown off along the way.

This feeling of being watched…

“Demetrius” narrowed his eyes, making a gesture to the person he was just talking to. That person seemed a bit surprised but didn’t say much, lowering his head and preparing to leave respectfully.

It was at this moment that Yan Yunqing truly saw the appearance of the person opposite “Demetrius.” He was slightly stunned.

This…

Black robe, full-face mask, bizarre patterns on the mask…

Yan Yunqing’s eyes widened in an instant.

Wait, this outfit looks a bit familiar!

Isn’t this the outfit of the other group he encountered when he went to rescue Uncle Ryan in the Bato Vita dungeon?

While Yan Yunqing broke into the dungeon, another group broke in with him, except they broke into the lower levels, where the magical creatures were imprisoned. Yan Yunqing had already obtained specific information about that organization from Lillian.

“Crimson Mist,” an organization established by Barros, a wolf cub picked up by a former Demon King. Its reputation was polarized, notorious among the wealthy but a lifeline for the poor on the borders, in a sense, robbing the rich to help the poor.

Based on what he had heard, Yan Yunqing judged that the “Crimson Mist” people were there to destroy that underground magical creature stronghold.

After “Crimson Mist” had nearly succeeded, another group appeared to stop them from leaving. Those people only had question marks and levels above their heads, and the leader was a guy wearing a black robe and a patterned mask.

Exactly the same outfit as the one next to “Demetrius”!

Half a year had passed, and if he hadn’t seen this outfit again today, Yan Yunqing probably would have forgotten about it.

To think he’d actually encounter them again…

So, is this “Demetrius” connected to another organization?

Yan Yunqing felt that this world was truly amazing. How could he randomly pick a roommate and run into a guy with such a mysterious identity?

Yan Yunqing wanted to see what special connection his roommate had, but he saw him make a gesture, and the masked man retreated.

…Retreated???

Seriously, didn’t need to be so cautious, right?

Yan Yunqing was bewildered. He hadn’t heard anything yet! Why stop talking? Say something more! Reveal some information to him!

He couldn’t have spent so long going in circles only to get no information, right? That would make him look very stupid!

“Right, Young Master, the Papal State…” The person who was preparing to leave seemed to sense Yan Yunqing’s unwillingness and stopped, saying to “Demetrius,” “Should we arrange some manpower to connect with them?”

“You don’t need to worry about this.” “Demetrius” waved his hand, his voice the familiar tone Yan Yunqing knew, but coldly as if it were about to drop icicles. “Let’s leave the Papal State alone. They’re too eager, so it’s good to cool them down.”

Yan Yunqing’s eyes flickered.

Good heavens, this mysterious organization is also related to the Holy Church?

“Yes.”

“Carry out everything according to plan.” “Demetrius’s” sharp gaze landed on the masked man. “Do not act arbitrarily.”

“…Yes, your subordinate obeys.”

Yan Yunqing silently mouthed “wow,” his roommate’s status was really not low! He was even called Young Master, wouldn’t that mean he was the child of the organization’s leader or something?

But what exactly is this plan? Couldn’t you be a bit clearer? It’s making him anxious!

Yan Yunqing wrinkled his nose, unable to resist flicking his tail a few times.

This time, the masked man failed to sense Yan Yunqing’s mood and left respectfully, leaving “Demetrius” standing there alone.

Yan Yunqing clicked his tongue in his heart and had to lie on the tree to observe “Demetrius.”

This “Demetrius” actually had a pretty good appearance, with three-dimensional features and a high nose bridge. It was just that the fierceness and viciousness in his eyebrows and eyes were too obvious. When he lowered his head, his hair covered half of his face, his expression hidden in the shadows, making him look like a bad person.

There was also an indescribable aura of decay about him, something the Demetrius in Sigrid Academy didn’t have.

In comparison, the Demetrius in Sigrid Academy had a more ordinary appearance. Although he always kept his head down, looking like a gloomy character from a manga, interacting with him revealed his gentle personality. He was a cute, dark little mushroom.

Putting the two together, Yan Yunqing couldn’t imagine they were the same person.

Yet, the names above their heads were the same.

It couldn’t be a coincidence, right? But if the Demetrius in Sigrid Academy was faking it, that would be too terrifying. What kind of method acting level is that npc on?

Yan Yunqing’s ability to perceive the emotions of others was very strong. If that Demetrius was really a dangerous person, he would have noticed it long ago and wouldn’t have been completely unaware.

How interesting.

Yan Yunqing thought to himself.

“Demetrius” stood there quietly, seemingly immersed in his own world, head lowered, thinking about something. The fallen strands of hair blocked his expression, making it even more difficult for Yan Yunqing, lying on the tree, to glimpse any of his emotions.

Suddenly, he raised his head, very quickly, and his dark purple eyes met Yan Yunqing’s gaze.

The depths of “Demetrius’s” eyes were as black as ink, unfathomable. The muscles in his face were tense, and his aura was particularly frightening.

At the instant he made eye contact with Yan Yunqing, the corner of his mouth lifted slightly, revealing a smile that was either smug or full of provocation and malice.

Yan Yunqing instantly felt a chill run down his spine, feeling a chill that was hard to describe.

“Got you.”