WTYTIAAN Chapter 225

Chapter 225

The little girl’s expression was very vivid. Anyone could see her love for the little black cat. Her round, black grape-like eyes stared at the little black cat without blinking.

Rocco casually tugged at the little tuft on Denny’s head. “You’re already a sensible child, Denny. Now, your sister is very busy. You need to help her take care of Mac’s friend, understand?”

He spoke like a little adult, but Rocco himself wasn’t much older, which made it even more amusing.

Denny covered the pigtail Rocco had grabbed, dodging Rocco’s annoying hand, but still obediently accepted the task. “Got it, take care of kitty.”

“It’s taking care of these…never mind.”

Rocco figured Denny probably understood, but was deliberately messing with him. He ruffled the little girl’s head again, stopping only when she was on the verge of tears.

“Then everyone can rest here for now.” After saying a few words, Rocco ran out of the courtyard. As the little adult of the family, he really had a lot to do on his big sister’s wedding day.

Watching the little boy run off, everyone’s gaze fell on the little girl, who was still staring intently at the little black cat, tears from Rocco’s teasing still clinging to the corners of her eyes. The people present were speechless.

Especially Alice. She couldn’t actually hand over the little black cat in her arms to appease the child. Instead, Yan Yunqing flicked his tail and jumped down from Alice’s arms onto the table, grooming his face with his paws just like a real cat.

He’d played a cat many times before, and was extremely skilled at this sort of thing.

Denny’s eyes followed the little black cat. Seeing the little black cat land on the table and elegantly groom himself, her eyes brightened even more. She ran to the table and leaned against it, but didn’t rashly reach out. Instead, she turned her head and timidly asked, “Can I pet the kitty?”

Alice subconsciously glanced in Yan Yunqing’s direction. The little black cat flicked his tail and brushed it across the back of Denny’s hand resting on the table.

Denny: !!!

Kitty is so cute!

Alice’s feelings were complicated. She really suspected that her teacher used this form so often that he might actually have some cat genes… or perhaps, a Beastman? This cat-like, coy posture was just too practiced.

But since the little black cat had already used his tail to entice the little girl, Alice didn’t even need to ask. “Of course you can, but be careful.”

Alice’s tone was gentle, and she was very kind to Denny, who was much younger than her.

Denny, having received permission, immediately had a happy expression on her face. She tiptoed and carefully reached out, gently placing her hand on the little black cat’s back, stroking it very gently, so lightly that Yan Yunqing hardly felt anything.

Denny was clearly the kind of well-behaved child who had been well-educated by her family.

Speaking of which, Yan Yunqing always felt that the children he encountered in this world were all pretty well-behaved. At least, there weren’t many brats.

The only ones who could be considered were the group of kids in Freedom City, who had their eyes on his money bag as soon as they met him. Although it couldn’t be said that stealing other people’s money bags was right, those kids did have their shining points.

Like their sincere feelings for their companions.

Yan Yunqing thought to himself, while also nuzzling Denny’s hand, fulfilling the little girl’s desire to be close to the cat.

After petting the little black cat a few times, Denny had gotten her wish. Before long, she suggested wanting to hold the kitty and play in the yard. This suggestion was of course rejected. Denny wasn’t sad, and obediently put down the little black cat and ran out of the room to the yard.

She found a small ball from somewhere and was bouncing it around in the yard.

With Denny gone, Yan Yunqing finally canceled his act. Since Merlin wasn’t here, Yan Yunqing himself set up a soundproof magic array.

This was a required course at the Sigrit Academy, and Yan Yunqing had learned it during his time at the academy.

He opened the minimap and, after confirming that there was no one else around besides Denny, including players, Yan Yunqing poured himself a glass of water.

“Teacher, do you think that the bishop returning at this time is some kind of conspiracy?” Alice speculated, “I just feel like something’s not right.”

“Maybe,” Yan Yunqing said, taking a few sips of water. “Let’s wait for the results of Merlin… I mean, Mason’s investigation first. If it really is the Eternal Church’s doing, then Mason will definitely be able to take care of it.”

Yan Yunqing changed Merlin’s name to Mason just as the name was about to come out of his mouth.

The name Merlin was too famous. The greatest magician in Ermann’s history, almost every Ermann person knew of him.

But in the end, he was still a human, and his lifespan was limited. If people discovered that he had lived for more than two thousand years and hadn’t died, someone would definitely try to find out the secret to his longevity at all costs.

In order to protect the Dragon Clan, Merlin had chosen to fade from people’s sight after being forced to live forever because of a curse, creating the illusion that his lifespan had ended and that he had already died.

The news that Merlin was still alive, apart from a few friends, was unknown to anyone else. Even the Dragon Clan didn’t know much about it. Now, the name Merlin used in “Flame” and the one he gave to the players was the same: Mason.

Alice also knew him by the name Mason, while Isabel was the pseudonym she often used when she was outside: Kris.

Of course, unlike Merlin, not many people knew Isabel’s real name. Many historical records only recorded that there was a brilliant Dragon Familiar by the Demon King’s side, and that after that dragon died, her two children also became the Demon King’s Familiars.

Too much time had passed, and the two great empires wouldn’t allow the story of the Eternal Empire and the Demon King to be spread too much. Therefore, nowadays there were very few records of the Demon King.

Even if Isabel and Divick’s names were mentioned, it would be difficult for Alice to recognize that they were once the Demon King’s Familiars.

Yan Yunqing changed his words and used the name Mason not because he didn’t trust Alice, but because it was better to be careful when speaking outside.

And they didn’t completely mean to hide it from Alice. Otherwise, Merlin wouldn’t have mentioned to Alice that the Demon King had once organized a wedding for a guard, a little-known secret.

If Alice was a bit smart, she should have guessed quite a few things by now, right?

As for when Alice would confirm her guesses and verify them with them… that would depend on how bold Alice’s guesses were.

After all, even the boldest ordinary person wouldn’t dare to guess that the long-lost Demon King was their teacher.

Alice was lost in thought.

The room quieted down. Yan Yunqing thought for a while and simply took out some pastries from his backpack and placed them on the table. These were all recipes that he had gotten from opening blueprint blind boxes before, and he had made them using his cooking skill.

You could get experience for cooking skills, but it was a bit low. Yan Yunqing had made a lot when he was bored before, and he would occasionally put them on the trading column to sell to players.

Those all came with attribute bonuses. If he sold them cheaply, there were still many players willing to waste their money buying the ‘little garbage’ that Yan Yunqing made.

The waiting process was long. Before they knew it, the sky slowly darkened and the snow fell even heavier. The little Denny who was playing ball outside had disappeared somewhere, and Merlin and Isabel still hadn’t returned.

It seemed like things were a bit tricky, otherwise it wouldn’t have taken so long.

Yan Yunqing thought this way.

He changed back into the form of the little black cat and said to the others, “I’m going to take a walk. Make yourselves at home.”

Divick and Barros stood up, wanting to follow, but Yan Yunqing stopped them with a look.

Before, the two of them could refuse to give way to each other because Yan Yunqing had tacitly approved of their little bickering. But if Yan Yunqing spoke and they still wanted to follow, that would be disobeying orders.

Barros, who had the deepest connection with the Demon King, stopped in his tracks. Because of the contract, he was the least likely to go against the Demon King’s orders. He lowered his head slightly. Seeing that Barros wasn’t following, Divick also stopped.

Divick had been very obedient from the first time they met again. It was only Barros’s appearance that had caused Divick to disobey Yan Yunqing’s orders several times.

These two guys were still completely at odds with each other.

Barros glanced at Divick and chuckled.

Divick snorted without changing his expression.

Alice secretly glanced at the two of them and leaned closer to her godmother, Cornelia, secretly complaining in her heart: The air is so thick with gunpowder.

Over there, Yan Yunqing had already walked out of the room. He didn’t go looking for Merlin and the others. He believed Merlin could handle it. He just wanted to see what the players were up to again.

Because he saw the players in the nearby chat were talking about some bad things.

[Cappuccino without Milk (Nearby)]: Speaking of which, why hasn’t anything happened at this wedding? Didn’t some big shot say that this wedding might be a pre-quest for a hidden dungeon? It’s almost evening, why hasn’t there been any movement?

[Lei Zi (Nearby)]: I don’t know, but look at these elements: deep mountains, small mountain village, Chinese-style wedding, and the border that’s about to go to war. This is definitely a pre-quest for a hidden mission! Didn’t they say that the groom is about to go to the battlefield? Is that why the two of them chose to hold the wedding before the heavy snow completely seals the mountains, because there might be a big battle after spring?

[I’m not right (Nearby)]: Could it be that it’s already the pre-quest? Waiting for the groom to die on the battlefield, and then the bride is forced to be buried with him, causing a massacre or something?

[Cappuccino without Milk (Nearby)]: What kind of Chinese horror movie plot is that…?

[Lei Zi (Nearby)]: Wouldn’t that take a long time? It couldn’t be that we have to wait a few months, right? Spring is still a long way off.

[Cappuccino without Milk (Nearby)]: Then what should we do? We can’t just go up there and slaughter the village, actively creating a dungeon, right?

[Blood Demon Emperor (Nearby)]: Don’t say it, that actually seems to work. Isn’t it said that Homecoming’s autonomous calculation is very awesome? Maybe it can really catalyze a hidden dungeon or something.

[Lei Zi (Nearby)]: Isn’t that not very good?

[Blood Demon Emperor (Nearby)]: They’re just NPCs. Besides, doesn’t Homecoming have humanoid monsters? Just treat them like humanoid monsters.

[Cappuccino without Milk (Nearby)]: But these are all green names?

[I’m not right (Nearby)]: I’m not right

……

Yan Yunqing’s scalp went numb as he watched these players’ chats.

The thing he had been most worried about since the players came online was about to happen, which was that the players would deliberately start a massacre and slaughter NPCs in order to create so-called hidden missions and hidden dungeons.

Because this was a truly possible operation. After all, the game system’s malice had been blatantly displayed from the very beginning.

If the players really managed to figure out such a shortcut, then this world would probably turn into hell.

For this reason, he had specifically added a rule to the system that killing green-named NPCs would have serious consequences, but this wasn’t effective for every player.

Yan Yunqing felt that he had to stop them.

He looked at the minimap and found the locations of those players, and couldn’t help but fall silent.

Because those players were working hard helping the NPCs, being ordered around in circles without showing any complaints, busy and enjoying themselves.

Yan Yunqing didn’t even have to struggle to judge that they were doing quests.

Probably daily quests like helping the NPCs with their work. After all, they were holding a wedding now and were quite busy, so it was normal for some daily quests to be refreshed.

They’re so busy, how do they still have time to chat nearby?

They’re still not busy enough.

Yan Yunqing secretly put out the fire in the stove in front of the player who was burning firewood, created a puddle of water in front of the player who was serving dishes, and conveniently added a [Heavy] buff to the axe in the player’s hand who was chopping wood.