The carriage had already made an emergency stop, the horses pulling the carriage neighing loudly.
But Yixuan Feng, looking like he was taking pleasure in someone’s misfortune, reached out and tapped the sword. He started chuckling merrily, “Wenmo, how’s your chrysanthemum1 ?” Of course Yixuan Feng recognized this sword, it was Wenmo Shui’s sword.
It was better if he didn’t ask, but now that he did, the sword started vibrating violently and was pulled out. The next moment, a streak of vicious Dou Qi sliced over horizontally with a loud boom, shaving off the whole carriage roof, exposing the people inside to all the passersby.
“Ha, so you did chase after me.” Yixuan Feng laughed like it was no big deal.
“You son of a b*tch, doing such a thing to me!” Wenmo Shui lifted up his sword and pointed it at Yixuan Feng, snarling furiously.
“What did I do?” Yixuan Feng faced the sky, looking innocent.
“I’m going to butcher you!” Wenmo Shui swung his sword around and was about to rush over, but Claire noticed that Wenmo Shui was walking a bit strangely. Why was his butt twisting?
But at this moment, a hard wind blew, messing up Wenmo Shui’s hair and his clothes. One moment, Wenmo Shui was running over furiously with his sword. The next moment, he had stuck his sword into the ground and was calmly combing his hair with his hand until it was neat like before and then carefully straightened out his clothes. Then, he pulled out his sword calmly, and suddenly changed his expression back to being murderous and roared. “Yixuan Feng, I’m going to butcher you today!”
This dramatic scene made both Claire’s and Cliff’s mouth twitch.
“Sure enough, freaks can only be friends with freaks.” Walter sighed.
“You think I’m afraid you?! Heck, come on then! Watch me beat you into a pig head!” Yixuan Feng jumped off the carriage, ready to fight.
“First pay for my carriage, otherwise I’ll tell my master to chop you all into pieces today.” Seeing that the situation was on the verge of exploding, Claire’s sinister and icy voice sounded.
The sun was burning overhead, shining directly into the carriage. The sun was most cruel right after noon, and Claire couldn’t open her eyes under the sun. Most importantly, the roof of the castellan’s carriage was thrown off in public! Did she have any dignity left?!
All the passersby had already left, and the street suddenly became quiet.
Cliff stood up, took out his magic wand, and with a solemn face, coughed twice slightly. He glared at Wenmo Shui. “Kid, hand over the money, or I’ll shave your head! Do you think I can’t do it right now?” Only then did Cliff stand up to talk. Before, he had sensed that although the person jumped on the carriage aggressively, there was no killing intent.
“No!” Wenmo Shui howled, reaching out to cover his head. He knew who this old man was. It was the wizard sage of Amparkland, a man with a weird personality who never followed rules. He might really shave off his extremely soft, very stylish hair.
“Then give me the money.” Cliff jumped off the carriage, walked toward Wenmo Shui and held out his hand.
Wenmo twitched his mouth and took out his money bag, about to fish out some money.
But Cliff grabbed the bag of money, weighed it in his hand, then walked back towards the carriage in a happy mood, all the while muttering that it always feels the best when spending other people’s money.
Wenmo Shui stared at the bag of money helplessly, wanting to say something, but not daring to. For his hair.
“Claire, this should be enough money for the carriage, right?” Cliff took out a piece of gold paper, handed it to Clare, and then peered merrily into the money bag, muttering, “You go on your patrol, I’m going to that tailor shop over on East Street. I’ve heard that the seamstress there is not only talented and kind, but also gentle and caring. I’m going to get myself a few clothes made.” It was very obvious that this perverted old man was faking going to buy clothes and actually wanted to harass pretty girls for. Letting a beautiful seamstress measure you body up and down was a great enjoyment.
“Hahahaha ~~~” Yixuan Feng burst out laughing, laughing until his stomach hurt.
“Do not fight in my city, or I will make you all into pig heads.” Claire threw down this sentence breezily, stepped out of the broken carriage calmly, and started to walk forward. Of course she could be so arrogant with Cliff as her backing!
Yixuan Feng immediately followed from behind. Wenmo Shui rubbed his nose self-consciously. He had no money right now and he couldn’t beat Yixuan Feng here, so what should he do?
After hesitating for two seconds, Wenmo Shui sheathed his sword, and followed after them, his gait a little strange.
“I’m telling you, don’t even think that I’ll follow you home. Did Ma made you come to bring me back?” Yixuan Feng humphed coldly at the Wenmo Shui who catched up with them.
“No, your Ma didn’t tell me to chase you back.” Wenmo Shui answered truthfully.
“Then what are you here to do?” Yixuan Feng asked, puzzled. “My Ma’s not one to give up so easily.”
“Your Ma said to let you stay here until the war breaks out, and then you’ll have to use your abilities to make it back safely. It’ll serve you right if you die here, and she’ll just pretend she never had a stupid and incapable son like you. And if you can, bring back a wife.” Wenmo Shui shrugged his shoulders, repeating exactly what that female T-rex2 had said.
But Yixuan Feng exclaimed happily, “Yes! Ma’s the best.”
Hearing all this, Claire twitched her mouth. What kind of a mother was this? This was called a mother? No wonder Yixuan Feng grew up to be such a freak.
“Um, beautiful lady.” At this moment, Wenmo Shui opened his mouth to talk to Claire shamelessly.
Claire gave a sideways glance at Wenmo Shui, replying quietly, “What?”
“I’m have absolutely no money right now, so, you see, can I work for you?” Wenmo Shui’s smile was a little flattering. Of course, this was not the only reason Wenmo Shui wanted to stay beside Claire; there were some other reasons he could not tell right now.
“Fine, one gold coin per month, plus food and lodging.” Claire said coldly, “All you need to do is to listen to my commands.” Claire didn’t know why this powerful Wenmo Shui wanted to stay, but since he was already at her door, it would be wasteful not to take advantage of it. Coincidentally, Claire could use him in these two days.
“What?” Wenmo Shui shrieked again. “So cheap?”
“What the heck are you complaining about, I’m working for free.” Yixuan Feng spat on the ground, disdainful at Wenmo Shui’s greed, annoyed.
“That’s because you’re lustful, you’re being stupid as h*ll, you brought this upon yourself, but I… ” Wenmo Shui started chattering.
“I’m going to rip your dog mouth up, that you never could spit out ivory3 .” Yixuan Feng started cursing angrily.
“And you could spit out ivory? Spit some out for me to see.” Wenmo Shui retorted.
Claire paid no attention to the two youths fighting behind her, instead, thought while she walked.
The nobility of Niya had sent out a joint invitation, wishing that Claire would attend their specially-prepared banquet.
Them welcoming and giving a reception for a visitor was fake. Really, they were going to probe and to display their strength.
Every new castellan would meet such a problem. The local nobility want to earn the greatest profit for themselves, and there are inevitably some castellans who had suddenly gotten some kind of new idea and want to implement some new laws that would hurt their profits, so they had to prevent this from early on. This plague damaged Niya seriously, and although the capital sent relief supplies, it could only solve a portion of the problem. The nobles controlled a lot of trade unions and shops, so they were afraid that Claire might hinder them in selling daily supplies at high prices.
At night, Cliff came to look for Claire in the study.
Cliff set up a magic barrier, blocking any magic sense. After making sure that no one could hear their conversation, he sat down with a serious expression.
“Master? Did something happen?” Claire saw Cliff’s serious face and knew that things weren’t that simple.
But Cliff said, “Claire, there is a way to undo the mark on your hand.”
Claire froze. There was a way to undo the Mark of the god of Darkness?! Who could do this?
“The god of Sprites.” Cliff said with a bit of difficulty, “This mark, it can only unlocked by the god of Darkness or the god of Sprites.”
Claire paused. Another god?
“Sprites like to live in solitude and dislike humans. But sprites are all kind and pure and their god is too. If we could get their god to descend and undo your mark for you… ” Cliff frowned, the rest of his sentence unfinished. Evidently, he also thought that this was a bit unlikely. Not to mention, they couldn’t even enter the Forest of Sprites. Even if they did, sprites would never let humans close to their temple and would definitely not summon the Sprite god.
“Master.” Claire chuckled softly. “I know your kind intentions, but some things cannot be wished for. In the meantime, I will work hard and make myself stronger. Even if the day does come that I’m not able to resist anymore and leave you, please don’t be sad. You must live on safely.”
“Claire- ” Cliff’s voice was choked by a few sobs, “Don’t talk like this. When I was young, I rescued a sprite. After you finish this business in Niya, we’ll go the the Forest of Sprites and test our luck to try and find him.”
“Yes, Master.” Claire nodded, smiling. Although there was very little hope, Cliff’s kind intentions had moved Claire greatly.
“Sleep early and don’t tire yourself too much.” Cliff urged.
“Yes, Master, I will end this business as soon as possible. After dealing with those nobles two days later I will hand all matters over to Heath and then we can leave.” Claire smiled and nodded.
“Okay, I’m going to bed. Old bones can’t withstand such excitements.” Cliff yawned.
“Master, you should probably first wipe off that lip print on your cheek.” When Cliff walked out the room, Claire’s chuckling voice came from behind. Cliff immediately wiped his face with hand extremely awkwardly. This was left by that pretty little seamstress from before who adored him.
The plague was under control so the Divine Prince and Princess bid their farewells. Xuanxuan Leng clinged to Claire’s clothes, unwilling to part.
“Xuanxuan, be good, your brother and the Divine Princess are waiting for you.” Claire picked up tiny Xuanxuan resignedly, about to put her on the carriage.
“Big sister, you must come visit me. If you don’t, I will make Brother bring me to see you.” Xuanxuan Leng hugged Claire’s neck tightly, reluctant to let go.
“Okay, okay, fine.” Claire answered perfunctorily.
“Don’t treat me lightly. You must come visit me.” Xuanxuan Leng said solemnly, holding tight onto Claire’s neck. Suddenly, she lowered her voice so that only the two of them could hear. “Big sister, in the future, please take good care of my brother.” Nobody noticed, that a spark of light glowed in the depths of Xuanxuan Leng’s violet irises.
What? Claire was surprised and then confused. What was that sentence supposed to mean?
“Okay, Xuanxuan, it’s time to go.” Lingyun Leng said dotingly but resignedly, walking over and picking up Xuanxuan Leng.
“Goodbye, big sister.” Xuanxuan Leng snuggled into Lingyun Leng’s arms, her head poking out smiling.
Lingyun Leng carried Xuanxuan Leng to the carriage, then turned around and looked apologetically at Claire. “I’m very sorry, bringing you trouble these days. I don’t know what’s with this child. She never talks to strangers but is so kind to you.” This was the longest Lingyun Leng had ever spoken since he and Claire met.
Claire faltered slightly. She kept thinking that something was off, but she couldn’t think of what it actually was.
The Divine Princess also came to say goodbye.
Then, the carriage rolled away slowly from the castle, disappearing from everyone’s sight. Jean silently made his way to stand behind Claire like before. The only problem that annoyed him was that his place seemed to be a little crowded. There were two other fellows who were following Claire closely from behind.
The carriage left. Lingyun Leng held Xuanxuan Leng. Xuanxuan Leng snuggled in Lingyun Leng’s arms and fell asleep.
Xueqing Liu looked at the gentle and loving expression on Lingyun Leng’s face, extremely conflicted. She wished so much, wished that he could have that expression on for her. But except for his sister, he never expressed such emotions in front of other people. Although he smiled at everyone, Xueqing Lu knew that that wasn’t a real smile. How she envied this child Xuanxuan Leng who was able to receive his love.
Xuanxuan Leng’s eyes were closed. A faint smile appearing on her lips, as if she was having a good dream.
Lingyun Leng looked down at the smile on Xuanxuan Leng’s lips and also smiling faintly, which made Xueqing Liu almost go into a daze.
Nobody knew what Xuanxuan Leng dreamed about, and nobody knew that the rumor was half truth half fake, the rumor that the violet irises of the Divine Prince could see into the future. The rare violet irises could indeed see into the future, but not Lingyun Leng’s irises, instead Xuanxuan Leng’s!
Xuanxuan Leng could see into the future!
The price for seeing into the future was Xuanxuan Leng’s sickly health. From the first time Xuanxuan Leng saw Claire, she knew that the fate of Claire and the fate of her most beloved brother were intertwined tightly together!!!
The next day, along with Heath, Jean, Yixuan Feng, and Wenmo Shui, Claire set off for the banquet the nobles prepared for her.
The banquet was set up in one of the nobles’ house in Niya.
When Claire’s carriage arrived, the servant announced the arrival of the castellan in a loud and clear voice to notify the nobles inside that the star of today’s show had finally arrived.
Claire wore a nice-fitting, pale green gown and made a dazzling appearance in the doorway. More eye-catching were the three handsome men behind her, each with their own style and charm, immediately attracting a lot of envious looks from young aristocratic girls and ladies. Some even guessed maliciously that these were boytoys Claire bought with money. Although Claire had become immensely popular, she still didn’t change her man-crazy attitude.
Claire felt the ill gazes from the crowd in the hall and chuckled coldly in her heart. These parasites, they must have had prepared for this, ready to squeeze her like a soft persimmon.
What a pity. It was very unfortunate that even though she wasn’t a bad person, she could never be described as a good person either.
So if these people prepared a “big gift”, then she wouldn’t be modest and would take the initiative to gain the upper hand.
A brilliant and dazzling smile blossomed on Claire’s gorgeous face once more.
1. Chrysanthemum: slang for anus.↩
2. Female T-rex: describing a female as very fierce female and has a fiery temper.↩
3. Rip your dog mouth up, that you never could spit out ivory: there’s a Chinese idiom “a dog mouth cannot spit out ivory”, 狗嘴吐不出象牙, which means a worthless/stupid person can never say anything good/smart.↩