Chapter 111: The Dream of the Holy Nun (I)
In an instant, the aircraft had already flown over the rain clouds and the setting sun shone through the transparent window, casting warm gold onto the three people in the aircraft. Al drove the aircraft, and the inner cabin of this small aircraft was narrow. Qi Leren and Ning Zhou sat side by side, waiting for the aircraft to land.
The heavy memento ring was still in Qi Leren’s hand. He played with the ring, a little absent-minded as he recounted what had happened. The last image he’d seen before the hatch had closed behind him was still deeply imprinted in his mind: amidst the thunderstorm, the believers rushed toward the departing aircraft, but Ashley had turned around and disappeared into the crowd against the flow of people.
The young boy who blushed when he met his eyes had changed.
When he was on duty, Qi Leren hadn’t paid much attention to him. He paid more attention to Mrs. Kathleen than to Ashley, who was just an introduction to his task. In order to catch Mrs. Kathlee’s support, he’d mixed into the Slaughter Secret Society, but somehow, at the end of the task, it was this teenager who followed behind Mrs. Kathleen like a shadow who suddenly was impressed upon him.
But it didn’t make sense. Sooner or later, they would fall into the hands of the Trials Office, and the Village of Dusk’s Slaughter Secret Society would soon be uprooted.
Qi Leren picked up the ring with Luo Yishan’s blood on it. The ring reflected the bright light of the sunset outside the window.
Ning Zhou looked at the ring then looked at him as well. The outline of the side of his face was softened by the light, and the sunset passed through his eyelashes, leaving countless shadows. Qi Leren’s eyes fell from the ring to Ning Zhou’s face. For a moment, he wanted to ask about the blue gem ring, but he couldn’t ask, he could only smile at Ning Zhou.
An incredible thing happened at this moment. Ning Zhou, who has always been unsmiling, softened his expression and smiled back at him.
The roaring sound of the ship’s engine disappeared from his ears, as did the ticking sounds of the machinery. Even the orange sunset seemed to disappear. Qi Leren stared at Ning Zhou’s rare smile and was speechless.
It was silly, because he still held the Slaughter Secret Society’s memento ring, as if he were going to give it to someone.
“Remove the seed of slaughter when you go back,” Ning Zhou said, the side of his face being made noticeably warm by the red light of the dreamy sunset.
“Oh… Yeah, okay.” Having come to his senses, Qi Leren touched the seed of slaughter that had grown from the back of his neck down his spine. This timebomb could finally be gotten rid of.
“Ning Zhou… For this time, thank you,” Qi Leren whispered his gratitude.
Ning Zhou shook his head and said nothing.
Qi Leren understood what he meant. He didn’t mean anything by it. He was just doing what he thought should be done, and he would never ask for anything in return.
Al, who is driving the aircraft, had been paying attention to the movement behind him. At this moment, he finally rolled his eyes. What’s the matter with these two people? Affectionately looking at each other for half a day, were they going to kiss? Even if movie law states that “there must be a kiss after a big battle”, you have to look at the gender clearly!
Thinking this, Al suddenly felt a little ashamed. This task was really too difficult for new people. Seeing that a good young man had had his sexual orientation become wrong due to his special training… And Ning Zhou, the Holy See forbade homosexuality.
The aircraft landed at the Courthouse, and Qi Leren was not as upset by this visit as he had been the last time he’d been to the Courthouse. With the task completed, he walked off the aircraft with high spirits and followed Al into the Courthouse.
This time, instead of being taken into the underground area, he went directly to an office.
Al knocked on the door and a man’s voice came from inside: “Come in.”
Al opened the door and motioned for Qi Leren to go in. Instead, Ning Zhou went in first.
The person inside stood at the window with his back to them. He seemed to be looking at the sunset that lingered on the coastline. When he heard footsteps, he turned around and saw Ning Zhou at the door and suddenly asked, “What are you doing here?”
Qi Leren didn’t know who this man was. The last time he’d come to the Court, he’d seen him come out with Ning Zhou. He should be the Court’s leader. Seeing him at this moment, Qi Leren suddenly had a kind of confidence - so, Red’s style of dress was not so girly.
Look at this one - tall, pale, thin, straight black hair. His face was really neutral. If it wasn’t for his voice, he wouldn’t have been sure he was a man. Qi Leren would definitely think this was a sophisticated elder sister.
Qi Leren was looking straight ahead when Ning Zhou suddenly caught his gaze and held out his hand.
What was this? Qi Leren took a slow beat to remember the memento ring and handed it to Ning Zhou quickly.
Ning Zhou took the memento ring and threw it without looking at it. The other party quickly caught it and complained: “I really don’t know why you’re so angry… Hello Qi Leren. Although it’s not the first time we’ve met, I didn’t rush to introduce myself last time.”
The man came over, held out his hand to Qi Leren, and shook it gently before pulling away: “I’m Si Ling, acting chief executive officer of the Court. Thank you very much for your support for this mission. We’ll honor our previous promises at any time.”
“What about other rewards?” Ning Zhou asked coldly.
Si Ling sighed: “Well, because you’ve done very well, we’ll give you an extra reward, such as skill cards and items, which can be converted into survival days. You can tell us your general requirements and we will try our best to satisfy you.”
Qi Leren was delighted. He wanted the skill card lent to him before by the Trial that improved the basic values of equipped cards. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have had the agility and strength to fight with Luo Yishan for so long.
But…
“I want to participate in Court’s the training of newcomers,” Qi Leren said firmly.
Skill cards could improve his ability instantly, but if he didn’t try to improve himself while he was still a newcomer, he would die in a task sooner or later. He still had many mysteries to solve, and he wanted to go further.
Si Ling raised his eyebrows. It seemed that he didn’t expect him to put forward this request.
“It seems you’re smarter than I thought.” Si Ling approached him. At close range, his eyes seemed to be like that of a cold-blooded reptile, his pupils longer than that of ordinary people. The distance between the two people had exceeded the limit of politeness and Qi Leren felt a chill coming from Si Ling.
This was not the coldness brought by an aura, but a kind of substantial coldness. It was like the coldness from a refrigerator when the door was opened. It was not aimed at him, but was a real coldness.
“Then let Al train you,” Si Ling took a step back, glanced at Ning Zhou with a smile, and then smiled at the guest.
“Choose something else,” NingZhou suddenly said.
Qi Leren sighed blankly, only to hear Ning Zhou repeat: “I’ll train you. Choose something else.”
Someone had volunteered to be his coach. Qi Leren immediately understood Ning Zhou’s meaning. He could make other demands to the Tria, he shouldn’t waste this precious opportunity on training himself. Although he didn’t think it was a waste, since there were better people willing to help him, he could make other demands to the Trial.
“Hey, although the Trial is an extension of the Holy See, you shouldn’t take advantage of us,” Si Ling said with an air of annoyance.
Ning Zhou ignored him and said to Qi Leren: “If you can’t think of something, keep it. If you want to use the Trail in the future, you don’t have to be polite to them.”
“Oh… I’ll keep it.” Qi Leren listened to the good advice. Maybe he could avoid being arrested in the future.
Si Ling walked past the two men, opened the door of his office, and held out his hand perfunctorily: “You can leave.”
Qi Leren felt as if he had successfully offended him and was a little nervous. He smiled kindly at Si Ling and left quickly.
“Ning Zhou,” Si Ling stopped him.
Ning Zhou’s footsteps stopped and he looked at Si Ling. He looked at him with a dignified expression: “The Pope once praised you in front of me. He said that you never let him down.”
Ning Zhou’s hand at his side moved for a moment, slowly clenching into a tight fist.
“I won’t let him down,” He said, turning and walking out of the room.
Chapter 111: The Dream of the Holy Nun (I)
In an instant, the aircraft had already flown over the rain clouds and the setting sun shone through the transparent window, casting warm gold onto the three people in the aircraft. Al drove the aircraft, and the inner cabin of this small aircraft was narrow. Qi Leren and Ning Zhou sat side by side, waiting for the aircraft to land.
The heavy memento ring was still in Qi Leren’s hand. He played with the ring, a little absent-minded as he recounted what had happened. The last image he’d seen before the hatch had closed behind him was still deeply imprinted in his mind: amidst the thunderstorm, the believers rushed toward the departing aircraft, but Ashley had turned around and disappeared into the crowd against the flow of people.
The young boy who blushed when he met his eyes had changed.
When he was on duty, Qi Leren hadn’t paid much attention to him. He paid more attention to Mrs. Kathleen than to Ashley, who was just an introduction to his task. In order to catch Mrs. Kathlee’s support, he’d mixed into the Slaughter Secret Society, but somehow, at the end of the task, it was this teenager who followed behind Mrs. Kathleen like a shadow who suddenly was impressed upon him.
But it didn’t make sense. Sooner or later, they would fall into the hands of the Trials Office, and the Village of Dusk’s Slaughter Secret Society would soon be uprooted.
Qi Leren picked up the ring with Luo Yishan’s blood on it. The ring reflected the bright light of the sunset outside the window.
Ning Zhou looked at the ring then looked at him as well. The outline of the side of his face was softened by the light, and the sunset passed through his eyelashes, leaving countless shadows. Qi Leren’s eyes fell from the ring to Ning Zhou’s face. For a moment, he wanted to ask about the blue gem ring, but he couldn’t ask, he could only smile at Ning Zhou.
An incredible thing happened at this moment. Ning Zhou, who has always been unsmiling, softened his expression and smiled back at him.
The roaring sound of the ship’s engine disappeared from his ears, as did the ticking sounds of the machinery. Even the orange sunset seemed to disappear. Qi Leren stared at Ning Zhou’s rare smile and was speechless.
It was silly, because he still held the Slaughter Secret Society’s memento ring, as if he were going to give it to someone.
“Remove the seed of slaughter when you go back,” Ning Zhou said, the side of his face being made noticeably warm by the red light of the dreamy sunset.
“Oh… Yeah, okay.” Having come to his senses, Qi Leren touched the seed of slaughter that had grown from the back of his neck down his spine. This timebomb could finally be gotten rid of.
“Ning Zhou… For this time, thank you,” Qi Leren whispered his gratitude.
Ning Zhou shook his head and said nothing.
Qi Leren understood what he meant. He didn’t mean anything by it. He was just doing what he thought should be done, and he would never ask for anything in return.
Al, who is driving the aircraft, had been paying attention to the movement behind him. At this moment, he finally rolled his eyes. What’s the matter with these two people? Affectionately looking at each other for half a day, were they going to kiss? Even if movie law states that “there must be a kiss after a big battle”, you have to look at the gender clearly!
Thinking this, Al suddenly felt a little ashamed. This task was really too difficult for new people. Seeing that a good young man had had his sexual orientation become wrong due to his special training… And Ning Zhou, the Holy See forbade homosexuality.
The aircraft landed at the Courthouse, and Qi Leren was not as upset by this visit as he had been the last time he’d been to the Courthouse. With the task completed, he walked off the aircraft with high spirits and followed Al into the Courthouse.
This time, instead of being taken into the underground area, he went directly to an office.
Al knocked on the door and a man’s voice came from inside: “Come in.”
Al opened the door and motioned for Qi Leren to go in. Instead, Ning Zhou went in first.
The person inside stood at the window with his back to them. He seemed to be looking at the sunset that lingered on the coastline. When he heard footsteps, he turned around and saw Ning Zhou at the door and suddenly asked, “What are you doing here?”
Qi Leren didn’t know who this man was. The last time he’d come to the Court, he’d seen him come out with Ning Zhou. He should be the Court’s leader. Seeing him at this moment, Qi Leren suddenly had a kind of confidence - so, Red’s style of dress was not so girly.
Look at this one - tall, pale, thin, straight black hair. His face was really neutral. If it wasn’t for his voice, he wouldn’t have been sure he was a man. Qi Leren would definitely think this was a sophisticated elder sister.
Qi Leren was looking straight ahead when Ning Zhou suddenly caught his gaze and held out his hand.
What was this? Qi Leren took a slow beat to remember the memento ring and handed it to Ning Zhou quickly.
Ning Zhou took the memento ring and threw it without looking at it. The other party quickly caught it and complained: “I really don’t know why you’re so angry… Hello Qi Leren. Although it’s not the first time we’ve met, I didn’t rush to introduce myself last time.”
The man came over, held out his hand to Qi Leren, and shook it gently before pulling away: “I’m Si Ling, acting chief executive officer of the Court. Thank you very much for your support for this mission. We’ll honor our previous promises at any time.”
“What about other rewards?” Ning Zhou asked coldly.
Si Ling sighed: “Well, because you’ve done very well, we’ll give you an extra reward, such as skill cards and items, which can be converted into survival days. You can tell us your general requirements and we will try our best to satisfy you.”
Qi Leren was delighted. He wanted the skill card lent to him before by the Trial that improved the basic values of equipped cards. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have had the agility and strength to fight with Luo Yishan for so long.
But…
“I want to participate in Court’s the training of newcomers,” Qi Leren said firmly.
Skill cards could improve his ability instantly, but if he didn’t try to improve himself while he was still a newcomer, he would die in a task sooner or later. He still had many mysteries to solve, and he wanted to go further.
Si Ling raised his eyebrows. It seemed that he didn’t expect him to put forward this request.
“It seems you’re smarter than I thought.” Si Ling approached him. At close range, his eyes seemed to be like that of a cold-blooded reptile, his pupils longer than that of ordinary people. The distance between the two people had exceeded the limit of politeness and Qi Leren felt a chill coming from Si Ling.
This was not the coldness brought by an aura, but a kind of substantial coldness. It was like the coldness from a refrigerator when the door was opened. It was not aimed at him, but was a real coldness.
“Then let Al train you,” Si Ling took a step back, glanced at Ning Zhou with a smile, and then smiled at the guest.
“Choose something else,” NingZhou suddenly said.
Qi Leren sighed blankly, only to hear Ning Zhou repeat: “I’ll train you. Choose something else.”
Someone had volunteered to be his coach. Qi Leren immediately understood Ning Zhou’s meaning. He could make other demands to the Tria, he shouldn’t waste this precious opportunity on training himself. Although he didn’t think it was a waste, since there were better people willing to help him, he could make other demands to the Trial.
“Hey, although the Trial is an extension of the Holy See, you shouldn’t take advantage of us,” Si Ling said with an air of annoyance.
Ning Zhou ignored him and said to Qi Leren: “If you can’t think of something, keep it. If you want to use the Trail in the future, you don’t have to be polite to them.”
“Oh… I’ll keep it.” Qi Leren listened to the good advice. Maybe he could avoid being arrested in the future.
Si Ling walked past the two men, opened the door of his office, and held out his hand perfunctorily: “You can leave.”
Qi Leren felt as if he had successfully offended him and was a little nervous. He smiled kindly at Si Ling and left quickly.
“Ning Zhou,” Si Ling stopped him.
Ning Zhou’s footsteps stopped and he looked at Si Ling. He looked at him with a dignified expression: “The Pope once praised you in front of me. He said that you never let him down.”
Ning Zhou’s hand at his side moved for a moment, slowly clenching into a tight fist.
“I won’t let him down,” He said, turning and walking out of the room.
