The library at the Celestial Capital Canon Law School in the Li Long United Kingdom, a gift from the Grand Governor to Celestial Capital. Li Xin's departure did not affect it at all. It was only later through Kathy that they learned what they had missed. It was said that Li Xin had joined the Saint Grace Canon Law School, advancing to better prospects, and Kathy had inherited Luo Jin's position as Grand Wind Discipline Officer. Her authority in the Canon Law School now far surpassed that of Luo Jin back in the day.
The book in Lu Shuai's hands is called "The Significance of Hex-Tech," and it's related to Governor Luthor. Regardless of whether he authored it or not, as long as it concerns Governor Luthor, Lu Shuai, as a descendant of the Lu Family, would always seriously glance over it. Of course, he's already read it, and his mind is occupied with other thoughts.
Hidden Power and authority cannot coexist, though he speaks defiantly. This four-nation competition has been greatly impactful for Lu Shuai. No matter how hard he tries without the Divine Relic, it's all futile. As a descendant of the Lu Family, a saying Luthor once left for the Lu Family beca the family's precept: If you wish to gain power, you cannot possess a Divine Relic.
Of course, Lu Shuai doesn't have it, not due to this reason, but simply because he doesn't have it.
Dong… dong… dong...
Accompanied by the Canon Law School's bell, it's 10 o'clock, the final closing mont of the library. Closing the book, Lu Shuai begins to tidy up. Generally, the closing tasks take an hour and must be done with a correct attitude. While cleaning, he can't help but ponder: What's the relation to cultivation?
Why must the Grand Wind Discipline Officer insist that he work here?
Calming the mind? Settling in? Or perhaps retracing the path to Luthor's rise to power?
To say nothing else, the position of prince consort is a one in a million chance. Can reading make soone handso, enough to attract a princess?
Seeing soone still in the reading room, Lu Shuai walks over with a broom. An elegant silhouette is reading, and seeing the light purple garnt with gold trim, he knows it's a noble. Lu Shuai has quite a study of beauty, and the long black hair cascading like a waterfall, with the gentle side profile bathed in soft light, appears as if imrsed in another world.
Lu Shuai approaches quietly, his nose twitching with a faint fragrance of a young maiden invigorating his spirits. The recent training has been too strenuous, and it's been a while since he comforted Senior Sister.
Though he doesn't wish to disturb such a beautiful scene, he also wants to finish work early.
"Pardon , the library is about to close." Lu Shuai says.
The girl raises her head, eyes like deep blue lake waters, clear and bright. Her high-bridged nose sits on a delicate face; her long hair is slightly curled and soft. A string of glistening pearl earrings highlights her fair skin and elegant deanor, lips rosy and slightly turned up, youth and charm irresistible. Although Lu Shuai is quite young, with ample experience with affection, the unfamiliar girl before him gives him a heart-racing sensation not felt in a long ti, causing him to salute.
Of course, this reaction is normal for a man, as appreciating beauty is a common vice among all breathing n. Just as he intends to sweet talk, he recalls his vow, rembers the humiliation of defeat, and decides to stand as a man!
"Sorry, you're too beautiful it makes one lose focus. The library closes at ten, and I must tidy up. If you're not finished reading, you can note it down and return tomorrow."
The girl smiles sweetly, adjusting her hair, seemingly accustod, "I'm the one who disturbed. I really like this book; can I take it ho to read?"
Speaking, the girl stands up, her collar slightly open, and a button precariously dangling, hinting at snow-white secrets. As they move closer, the enchanting aroma causes Lu Shuai's body to shiver slightly with warmth, holding the broom steady. Faced with such beautiful eyes, soone of lesser resolve might impulsively agree, but Lu Shuai shakes his head decisively, "Library books can't be borrowed out. If you like, you can return tomorrow."
So are unique copies, requiring conditions for borrowing, hence the manager position is very advantageous.
The girl's eyebrows slightly furrow, and Lu Shuai feels a shred of compassion, which soon vanishes. The girl closes the book reluctantly, "Seems like a tragedy, it'll be difficult tonight."
"This book is nice, but not sothing you'd typically enjoy." Lu Shuai says smiling.
"Graf's Faith," Lu Shuai has read it. Apart from wealth, the fusion of various ethnicities brings multiple cultural impacts. The story is about a lowly prostitute nad Graf seeking redemption, carrying thes of ideological liberation, sothing Governor Luthor always pursued: liberating the minds of the lower class.
"You've read it?" The girl seems unsurprised, considering the boldness of its descriptions, "What's your view of Graf as a girl?"
"She must be very skilled." Lu Shuai ponders before responding.
The girl froze for a mont upon hearing this, then burst into laughter. Her noble and pure face suddenly had an added layer of allure, captivating and overwhelming, as she pointed towards the interior of the library, lightly biting her lip, "Actually, I was looking at that part too... I heard there's sothing even better inside, can you take in to see it? Maybe we can give it a try?"
Lu Shuai showed a bit of hesitation, took a deep breath; he had done this before, it's truly thrilling, yet he decisively shook his head, "You can only enter with the librarian's permission, I can't take you in, and besides, it's after work now, I need to close."
With that, he stiffly turned away, genuinely using all his effort to restrain himself. He was practicing abstinence, what kind of matter is this, adding fuel to the fire is too cruel. Deep into the night, alone with such an elegant and charming girl, they could even discuss so in-depth topics together—this temptation made Lu Shuai's brain buzz; the curiosity of noble girls of this age was indeed astounding.
It's strange, a girl like her he should've seen before.
For a mont, all that was left was the sound of Lu Shuai's heartbeat, just as he was about to turn away and abandon his principles, the elegant girl parted her rosy, tender lips, incredulous that she was rejected by such an ordinary boy—a bit aggrieved, as her small mouth gradually cracked open along her jaw, revealing crimson muscles...
The girl, beautiful as a celestial being, showed rows upon rows of sharp, shiny fangs, her wavy long hair connected to her scalp lifted like a wig, revealing the wriggling organs within, a tongue with a suction cup shot out from the cracked mouth towards Lu Shuai's back of the head.
At this mont, Lu Shuai was just about to turn around for a warm embrace, the broom on his shoulder elegantly swung, the suction cup directly slurped up the broom bristles, and Lu Shuai's elegance abruptly stopped, nearly vomiting his last night's al.
The girl who was just so elegant now leapt onto a table like a locust spirit with limbs splayed out, spat out the broom head, her big tongue flinging saliva everywhere, crucially even in this form she was still casting coquettish glances.
This was over the top. Fallen dare to intrude into the Canon Law School, so audacious? Spiritual ability erupted, wielding the broom handle to fend off the Licker's attacks. The Licker's speed was astounding, different from standard Licker, highly thodical, and unusually maintaining a calm deanor. What's curious is that she wasn't affected at all while under the Moon God's protection in Canon Law School.
Without a handy weapon, Lu Shuai quickly started losing ground and could only struggle to hold on. The Licker's tongue shot like lightning towards his lower body. Lu Shuai sprang into the air, scared, thinking that if he got licked, he would ascend on the spot, twisting to dodge, trying to flee; but the Licker had gracefully blocked his way at the front.
"Am I not beautiful to your liking?" The voice ca from her abdon, still sweet as ever.
Lu Shuai's stomach was churning; he raised a chair thinking, do you not see yourself?!
Suddenly the Licker bounced away, crashing into the window; but in mid-air, strands of red thread directly trapped her and dragged her down. Kathy had entered unnoticed, the Little Rich Lady always so elegant. Night Patrol's improved black coat, still wearing exquisite high-heeled boots, quietly looked at the Licker on the ground, then glanced at Lu Shuai, "You're out of this, leave now."
Lu Shuai initially wanted to watch the commotion, but seeing Kathy's displeased look, he promptly left. Turns out he was bait after all.
The Licker struggled desperately to escape the red thread's shackles, but the more she struggled, the tighter it beca, directly cutting into her muscles, soon the Licker morphed back into a frail girl's form, "Sister, sister, spare , I won't co again."
Kathy looked at the Licker, "How did you get in here, why has there been such frequent activity recently?"
"Sister, I don't know anything, I was just hungry, ah~~~" The Licker changed back to that radiant and delightful little girl.
So strange Abyssal Fallen mixed into Celestial Capital, different from Zhao Qing's kind. These kinds of Fallen surprisingly retain a relatively complete mind, even able to revert completely post-transformation, unlike Zhao Qing's kind who quickly and irreversibly descend once fallen.
This Licker was strangely concerned about her appearance, "Don't kill . If you let go, we can make a deal..."
Kathy looked at her indifferently, those red threads tightened again, amidst the screams, the Licker's extrely resilient outer skin was slashed, the red threads directly deford the Licker, flesh rising with purple Abyssal power on the verge of breaking. She realized the Night Patrol before her had no concern, simply intent on killing her.
"All mortals face death; false gods must fall, true god has already returned, you will all die... ah..."
Along with the screams, the Licker was completely cut into dozens of pieces by the red threads.
The sa words again.
Kathy took out a handkerchief to wipe the spots where blood had splattered, gazing out at the crimson moon, her right eye missing and a blood-red symbol in its place...
User Comments
0 comments from readers