Chapter 16: Potions and Tarot ClubTitle of the Book:Secret: Lu Mingfei doesn't want to be GodAuthor's name: Abandoned.Chapter word count: 2043 wordsUpdate time: 2025-05-24 10:45:50
Without giving Fors time to react, Lu Mingfei stood up and said goodbye in the least awkward way possible.
On the way back to St. Samuel's Church, I kept jumping back and forth between "I was so cool just now" and "I'm such a fucking psychopath", sometimes showing a smug smile, and the next moment I was so ashamed that I wanted to crawl into the ground.
With such a dilemma, Lu Mingfei didn't even have lunch. He just showed up at the duty officer in the archives room and started to manually search for the contents related to "full moon", "blood moon" and "whispering". Maybe because the contents kept here were not related to extraordinary, or were only superficially related, he was confused and still had no clues. In the end, Archbishop Anthony came to arrest him.
"I'm glad that you can settle down and study." The old man took Lu Mingfei back to the room with a small silver box in his hand, "But I hope you haven't wasted too much energy on this. As I said before, you need to maintain a good mental state when taking potions, otherwise..."
"It's easy to increase the risk of losing control, right?" Lu Mingfei continued, stretching his neck which was a little stiff from reading for a long time. He felt particularly excited after solving the "voyeurism" incident last night and receiving another "task". Suppressing the thought of "I'm so high" and poking his temple with his fingers, he said seriously:
"I am ready."
Archbishop Anthony closed his eyes and sensed his condition, confirming that there was nothing wrong, and then began to prepare the potion while explaining:
"The preparation of sequence potions is very simple, at least for those below sequence 7. No special flames, no additional rituals, no spells, and no spiritual involvement is required. All you have to do is follow the order on the recipe, add the ingredients in the correct amount, and stir. That's it."
He put various materials into the beaker one by one, watching as these things that should have been incompatible all liquefied in it, eventually forming a cup of viscous silvery-white liquid.
The potion is prepared.
On July 9th, at three o'clock in the afternoon, the next day after Lu Mingfei woke up, he drank the "audience" potion!
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At the same time, it was as if a distant and ancient bell sounded, and a building like a giant's palace rose in the boundless gray fog. Towering stone pillars supported the dome, and ten high-backed chairs were arranged on both sides of the long bronze table. The same seats were placed in front and behind. The backs of the chairs were shining brightly, and the deep red color faded, outlining strange constellations that did not correspond to reality.
Klein Moretti quietly walked to the top and sat down, letting his body and face be covered with a thicker gray mist. He then stretched out his right hand and pointed at the two familiar "deep red" stars in the distance.
After the two previous "actings", he was already familiar with disguising himself as Mr. Fool, an ancient god who had just awakened. He was even looking forward to Miss Justice's energetic greetings and the Roselle diary she and Mr. Hanged Man provided.
"So, the platform is the most profitable." He couldn't help but sigh, and at the same time, he put on a casual yet majestic posture, ready to welcome today's greetings.
Although this was only the third time today, Klein was very satisfied that Tarot would start with Miss Justice's "Good Afternoon, Mr. Fool". The girl's voice always reminded him of bright sunshine and sweet air...
But it was different. She began to lose focus the moment she sat down. The elf girl, who should have been surrounded by the scent of cedar, had a rapidly changing expression. Even the gray fog could not block the abnormality that appeared on her astral body. Audrey curled up like a little squirrel, as if she had encountered a natural enemy.
"Miss Justice?" Mr. Fool naturally couldn't ask questions in this situation. Besides, the Hanged Man opposite her was also full of doubts. He couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong with you?"
Arriving at the gray fog space, Audrey finally came to her senses after remembering Lu Mingfei's horrified expression when he saw Roselle's diary and his irresistible golden eyes. She stood up hastily and saluted: "Thank you for your help, Mr. Fool. Do you know the way to tamper with my memory...which path is the Beyonder?"
I don't even know what I did to help you. Klein didn't expect to encounter this kind of problem at the beginning of today's Tarot Club, but as a "resurrected ancient god", it was not easy for him to directly say that he didn't know. He could only turn his attention to the "Hanged Man" on the other side, with an attitude of testing the other party.
"Tampering with memory?" The Hanged Man understood and gave an answer after a brief thought:
"It is very likely that he is a Spectator from the same path as you. After all, I have said before that Sequence 8 of the Spectator path is Mind Reader. I guess that the subsequent abilities will also be strengthened in the corresponding aspects... If Miss Justice is willing to explain in more detail, I might have other guesses. For example, what means did the other party use and which part of your memory was tampered with."
The second half of the paragraph was pure clichés. The "Hanged Man" Alger knew very little about the extraordinary ways, so all his guesses were blurted out at once.
He stayed away from Backlund just to get more information.
"Methods…" Audrey, who was still in a daze, didn't hear the other party's test. She pinched her brows in distress. "He glared at me? Because I found that he seemed to be able to read Roselle's diary just like Mr. Fool, and then he used… It's hard to describe that kind of eyes - it was like flames or gold melted in his eyes, full of majesty, making people want to kneel down, so I fainted."
"Are you sure?!" Alger felt a storm in his heart.
Mr. Fool was far more surprised than Alger. Klein, who was still just a Fortuneteller and could not effectively control his emotions, put away his casual attitude. The entire gray fog surged with his seriousness, revealing the dim red stars behind him, which rose and fell violently and breathed as if they had life.
Klein took several seconds to calm down and ordered in a deep voice: "Tell me in detail."
"Okay, Mr. Fool." Audrey and Alger were not too shocked by the Fool's gaffe. After all, only an ancient being of the same level as "He" could read Roselle's diary. It was understandable that Mr. Fool was surprised or hostile, so the girl began to narrate after a brief thought.
However, she concealed Lu Mingfei's name, and only explained what happened. Finally, she expressed her own opinion: "I felt that the boy who looked at me at that time was not that boy at all. Instead, it was as if the soul of another high-ranking person suddenly replaced him, a bit like His Majesty the King... No, even more majestic than His Majesty the King."Chapter 17 Klein: Don't do Something for nothing!Title of the Book:Secret: Lu Mingfei doesn't want to be GodAuthor's name: Abandoned.Chapter word count: 2040 wordsUpdate time: 2025-05-24 10:47:21
"It sounds like a split personality, or being..." Alger glanced at the mysterious being at the top, silently swallowed the word "evil god", and turned to a more neutral adjective: "Possessed by some mysterious being. You should know that it is not so easy for high-ranking extraordinary people to die."
His analysis was so logical that Audrey agreed with it and even reinforced her opinion of Lu Mingfei, which was the version about the boy being conquered by the goddess and eventually accepted by her. The harmless boy obviously had no qualifications to resist the goddess, but this was not necessarily the case for a boy who was boarded by a high-ranking being.
But for Klein, he could understand Chinese, had majestic eyes like gold, was harmless, and seemed to be schizophrenic...
These things are so damn recognizable!
Before he became a keyboard warrior and joke teller, there was no high school campus with a less youthful atmosphere, no girl in a white skirt reading Duras's "The Lover" in the afternoon sun, no senior brother who was the top of the list of "This Liao Dang Zhu" who was invincible in popularity for three consecutive years, and no Kassel Gate who had waited for him for eighteen years.
The only thing that caught people's eyes was the high ponytails that the girls wore in the same uniform school uniforms, revealing their swan-like necks with a little stray hair...
Damn it, shut up, my stupid brain! Klein resisted the urge to cover his face to avoid a relapse of his middle school illness. He silently sighed in his heart that the Dragon Tribe he had studied in high school was simply invincible, and being confiscated might be its best ending. Then he chuckled and explained the silence that lasted for several seconds in a low voice:
"Your description reminds me of an old friend I've never met."
"Like Emperor Roselle?" Audrey thought of the fact that The Fool could understand the other party's secret text, but He probably didn't know Emperor Roselle, otherwise He wouldn't have ordered them to collect the diaries.
"Yes, just like Roselle." Klein took the opportunity to back off and leaned back in his high-backed chair, sighing, "But this old friend is not as fond of showing off as Roselle. You probably don't know his name. Ha, according to the term in your era, it should be... Ricardo Minfeld..."
Before Klein finished speaking, he heard a swallowing sound from below that shouldn't come from a lady, symbolizing that Audrey's astral body was once again in chaos. The girl showed a strange smile on her face and said in a hoarse voice, "Perhaps, Mr. Fool, your friend is not in the habit of changing his name."
"…"
Alger was completely numb.
In one month, I met two ancient gods who were reviving!
He didn't go crazy, nor did he become a fanatic who only knew how to praise the other party. He just had a small part of his memory erased!
Miss "Justice" might not be the protagonist of this world!
Alger couldn't help but roar in his heart. He was once selected into the Storm Church choir because of his looks, but was kicked out because of his singing voice. He began to doubt his life.
It seems that fate likes to play tricks on people, always giving him the same starting line as others, and then judging him out before the starting gun sounds, whether it is meeting Mr. Fool or discovering the mysterious island with Qilingos who has now become a pirate general...
"Did I say something wrong?" Audrey covered her mouth and looked at the suddenly disappointed Mr. Hanged Man. "Have you also met Viscount Ricardo?"
But Alger didn't want to talk. After a long pause, he replied in a low voice, "No, I have never seen that His Majesty."
You are really lucky. Anyone who gets involved with that guy will either end up in tragedy or a bigger tragedy. Maybe one day you will be given the identity of a "Dragon King" and be hacked to death by Lu Mingfei who shouts "Something for nothing" in tears. Klein crossed his hands and doubted his life with a blank look in his eyes.
If there weren't two elders of the Tarot Club sitting below, and if his Roselle diary and future potion formulas would depend on them, Klein would have been unable to control himself and took out his topaz pendant to divine what kind of shitty world he had come from!
absolute!
absolute!
Never have any relationship with Lu Mingfei!
Although Lu Mingfei is a decent person under normal circumstances, the little devil named Lu Mingze likes to chop down those high-ranking guys the most, and secondly, those who usurp power...
But Mr. Fool has both of these qualities!
"…You guys get started." Klein was very tired and felt that starting a business was difficult.
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On the other side, under the concerned gaze of Archbishop Anthony, Lu Mingfei made a bitter face and forced himself to swallow the "Audience" potion that was so unpalatable that he wanted to spit it out.
It's not that he didn't try to spit it out, but unfortunately, the magic potion is not an ordinary drink. From the moment it enters the mouth, there is no room for regret. The silver-white liquid that looks very sticky is also sticky when swallowed, making Lu Mingfei feel like he has become the protagonist of some unnamed magical girl anime, with liquid going in and out of his mouth like crazy...
"Ugh..." He couldn't control his dry heaving until he had swallowed it completely. He leaned on the table and stuck out his tongue, while groping around for a water cup, trying to suppress the disgusting taste. It was not until the old man handed him a glass of water that he took a big gulp and complained, "It feels like I swallowed a bunch of snot. Are all potions so unpalatable?"
Archbishop Anthony had a strange expression on his face. "Generally speaking, they are very unpalatable, but the potion usually begins to transform the body when you drink it. Compared to their taste, the spiritual pain is more important, such as abnormal vision, hearing mumbling, etc...."
"But I don't have any…" Before Lu Mingfei finished his words, he saw Archbishop Anthony in front of him quickly fading away. His black and red priest robe turned into a blurry gray, as if reality had suddenly turned into a photo recorded by an old-fashioned camera, with only him still in color.
Lu Mingfei thought that the magic potion's "rejection reaction" still had a latent period, but fortunately it was not like rabies which could last for decades. His abnormal condition was only delayed for a few seconds. He then planned to ask the old man how to alleviate the symptoms.
As a result, Archbishop Anthony's mouth, which was opening and closing, stopped completely along with the color, and instead a childish voice came from behind him:
"He watched me while I was eating! He watched me while I was sleeping! Don't you guys know what privacy is? Get out of here!"
The boy who had appeared in the rain-drenched campus reappeared. Now he had changed out of his dark blue work clothes and put on a formal suit similar to Lu Mingfei's. He cursed at the air without being a gentleman at all, then suddenly turned around with a flattering smile, rubbing his hands and saying:
"Brother, please get out of here, all the rude guys. What do you want me to do next?"Chapter 18 Dormitory HeadTitle of the Book:Secret: Lu Mingfei doesn't want to be GodAuthor's name: Abandoned.Chapter word count: 2054 wordsUpdate time: 2025-05-25 11:00:03
The last time they met was too hasty, and Lu Mingfei was not very clear-headed at the time, so he didn't have time to pay attention to what the boy looked like. What impressed him most was his Super Mario-like outfit and angry roar.
This time, he changed into a black suit with a white silk scarf tied around his chest. Even the square-toed leather shoes on his feet were so shiny that they could reflect a person's shadow. Although he had a fawning smile on his face, with his pair of bright golden eyes, he still looked more like a qualified gentleman than Lu Mingfei.
"...Who are you?" Lu Mingfei actually had a thousand questions in his mind, but he swallowed them back when they came to his mouth, "Why do you call me brother?"
"Because we are brothers whose blood is thicker than water." He answered as a matter of course.
Lu Mingfei shook his head decisively: "I only have one cousin, and his height..."
"He is 160cm tall and weighs 160kg. You slept in the same room all day and went to the same high school." The boy told Lu Mingfei everything he wanted to say in advance, and finally lowered his head and said, "...I don't want to tell you his name, because I am Lu Mingze, your real brother."
Impossible! Lu Mingfei subconsciously wanted to deny it, because apart from what the boy said, his cousin was cute when he was a child, but after entering puberty, his face was covered with acne, which was completely different from the handsome boy in front of him who was difficult to tell whether he was male or female!
If Lu Mingfei had such a hateful face, his life in junior high and high school would definitely not be related to the word "bad boy". As long as he sat on the bench with a little sadness, the top of the "List of Colleagues to be Executed" of Shilan High School would be replaced the next day!
"Actually, brother, you just don't know how to dress yourself, and you don't want to face yourself." Lu Mingze stepped lightly onto the table, his movements somewhere between jumping and floating, his leather shoes deftly avoiding the beaker used to prepare the potion, and stretched out his hand to fiddle with Lu Mingfei's head, and finally took out a mirror from somewhere:
"Look, we are brothers, right? We are connected at a deeper level in our hearts."
The person in the mirror was also wearing formal clothes, and the collar of his dried shirt was still wrinkled, but he stood there like a king touring the world, and everything his golden eyes swept over would be conquered by his carriage.
"...The stomach is below the heart, no wonder I have such a good appetite." Lu Mingfei was silent for a long time before the king in the mirror said something that ruined the atmosphere.
Because he really didn't like this kind of elegant, sad and word-picking conversation, just like a person locked at the bottom of a swimming pool watching the water slowly rise up to submerge his mouth and nose, the suffocation made his vision blurred, so he hurriedly said: "Let's change the subject."
"Yeah." Lu Mingze smiled and did not continue to force him. He clapped his hands and moved the chair not far away behind Lu Mingfei. He sat directly on the table: "Time is indeed short. The most important thing right now is to answer your doubts, brother. For example... why did we come to this world."
Lu Mingfei thought of the rainstorm that day again. It was so cold that it seemed to penetrate into his bones. The strange crimson and tentacles shattered his vision. There were also layers of wailing sounds. He rubbed his forehead and repeated: "Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun... and 'Strange Secret'..."
"Yes." Lu Mingze did not stop him from saying his honorific name, and even tried to catch something in the air, but in the end he was still a little short. He spoke with some annoyance: "It's this bastard. To put it in the simplest way, there is a problem in a parallel world of our original world, just like a tightly arranged domino… Brother, can you imagine what would happen if one of the dominoes suddenly became larger?"
"The other cards were pushed down?" Lu Mingfei asked in surprise, "Are you saying that our original world is the domino that was pushed down? What should we do if it falls? Explode on the spot?"
"It's not that exaggerated. We just need to make room for that 'fat guy'. Even if we leave it alone, it will only cause a small disaster." Lu Mingze waved his hand, as if this was just a small matter for him, but the next second, his expression became ferocious:
"But when I was busy making room, I accidentally came into this world... and then the thief 'Secret' dragged us over."
It sounded like he was packing his luggage to move, and he was carrying his suitcase and fell on the lawn in front of someone's door, and the next second he was dragged into the room and imprisoned by the owner. Lu Mingfei's mind flashed with the scene of himself being put in all kinds of positions. He couldn't help but feel a chill, and asked while rubbing his arms:
"That guy didn't do anything to me, did he? I felt like I slept for quite a long time and I don't remember anything during that time. I heard that people will lose their memory for a long time when they experience a major blow..."
"...I think it's better for you to cover your butt, brother." Lu Mingze was silent for a moment, then smiled strangely: "Although I don't know whether that guy is male or female, the main body seems to be a tentacle monster."
"Ah?!!!" Lu Mingfei made a sharp sound.
"Hehe, I was kidding you~" Lu Mingze laughed slyly, swinging his legs on the table and said, "Although my brother and I fell asleep together, I could wake up occasionally. According to my guess, 'Guimi' died not long after pulling us here, and then for a long time we both played the role of 'dormitory heads'."
"By the way, considering that you have never lived on campus, I will give you a brief description - the so-called dormitory head is a guy who is responsible for supervising the members to follow a regular schedule and taking the blame in a small, enclosed space that accommodates many people."
Lu Mingfei wanted to say that he was not so ignorant that he needed to explain even such common sense words, but after listening to Lu Mingze's description, he still grinned stiffly and complained:
"The first half of your description sounded like a concentration camp built by the old German Black Flag, while the second half made me feel like I was a lackey under the command of the Gestapo..."
"Then you misunderstood. If you hadn't come to this world, you would have met a proper German nobleman soon, and you could have discussed what a concentration camp is like." Lu Mingze continued, "But now, the two of us are just hung a little higher in the 'dormitory', and by the way, we registered the list of people who left the dormitory. You know one of them..."
"Could it be Lao Luo?" Lu Mingfei held his forehead, thinking of the gossip diary he had copied yesterday.
"Actually it's 'Old Huang'~" Lu Mingze said with a sincere expression of "Brother is really smart", "When he left, I roughly scanned my memory, and his real name is 'Huang Tao'."
"Remember, next time you burn paper, at least you won't send it to the wrong person." Lu Mingfei didn't care, and waved his hand and said, "What about the others? What are their names, so that you don't go to the wrong grave."Chapter 19: Dragon and Word SpiritTitle of the Book:Secret: Lu Mingfei doesn't want to be GodAuthor's name: Abandoned.Chapter word count: 2115 wordsUpdate time: 2025-06-12 02:25:21
Although Lu Mingfei always thought that he was not smart, he also knew that Roselle was active nearly two hundred years ago. This proved that he had just woken up from a long sleep as Archbishop Anthony said, and he didn't know which "roommates" had been let go during this period.
Considering that the time span since he woke up was so long, most of the other "roommates" were probably almost dead. Since they lived in the same "dormitory", Lu Mingfei thought it was no big deal to burn some paper for them.
But Lu Mingze shook his head: "Since someone didn't say anything back and looked away obediently, I won't expose her past. As for the other one...he and your brother came down together, but you slept for a few more days."
"ah?"
"That's right, that guy's name is 'Zhou Mingrui', but his current name is unknown for the time being." Lu Mingze said, "Because you overslept, he has become the new dormitory head. A verification has been added to the original password of 'Fusheng Xuanhuang Xianzun', unless the corresponding name is found... But I already have a clue, it's Audrey Hall."
This position is quite popular.
Lu Mingfei muttered in his heart. In his opinion, this cheap brother he just recognized exuded a sense of nobility, or more specifically, the feeling of looking down on everything after enjoying himself to the extreme. He didn't expect that he would still be bothered by the identity of "dormitory head" and even wanted to get this position back through Audrey...
etc!
Audrey?!
Lu Mingfei suddenly remembered the accident that happened in the archives room yesterday, and asked stiffly, "Did you make Audrey faint?"
"It's just a simple block of memory. Otherwise, the fact that you can understand 'Roselwen' will be exposed." Lu Mingze spread his hands helplessly, and then added: "Thanks to the 'audience' path for having the 'dragon' element in it, otherwise it wouldn't be so easy. It's really an excellent path..."
What's with the "dragon"?!
Lu Mingfei roared in his heart and was about to speak when he saw Lu Mingze suddenly float up from the table. His entire face was less than ten centimeters away from him. There was no expression on his beautiful face, but he spoke like a devil, tempting:
"Brother, that girl is beautiful, isn't she?"
Of course. Lu Mingfei didn't know how to describe Audrey's charm, but he felt that he should slow down his breathing when standing next to a girl, so as not to let his messy thoughts and little worries entangle her.
But thinking of this, Lu Mingfei smiled again, because he felt that although the other party was a pampered young lady, she was also an elf who could take off her shoes in a rainstorm, splash water barefoot, and shout "Come, sadness, but it must pass as soon as possible", as if all the good things were concentrated on her.
Such a girl, with her mere presence, could make the closed and dull archive room spacious and pleasing to the eye, the dim candlelight would melt into the warm afterglow of the sun, and the footsteps passing by the door would carry a bit of the ethereal feeling of water drops hitting the bluestone...
"This beauty can bloom only for you!" Lu Mingze saw through his thoughts and opened his arms, as if to embrace the whole world. His expression suddenly changed from calm to turbulent. He hugged Lu Mingfei: "Brother, we are the tyrants of the dragons. It is natural for us to impose heavy taxes on them!"
Lu Mingfei didn't know why the topic suddenly turned to this direction. He looked at himself reflected in the boy's violent eyes and was silent for a long time before speaking: "...Shut up."
"She will obey your every command. From now on, you are her only god!"
"I said shut up."
"Imagine she said to you 'Prayer isn't the only thing I need...'"
"I said it." Lu Mingfei did not respond to the empty hug, but instead reached out and pinched the reckless mouth.
There was a loud noise like metal colliding in the air, but the source was not his fingers or the boy's face, but every muscle in his body. It was like they had experienced a magic trick of turning stone into gold. Together with the blood in his veins, they transformed Lu Mingfei from a harmless ordinary person into a sharp knife. Even his voice was sharp and attacking:
"Shut up!"
"Yes." Lu Mingze quietly broke away from the grasp, as if the guy who just boasted was not him, and applauded and congratulated:
"'Audience' is indeed an excellent channel, and the most suitable channel for you, brother. The Word Spirit Yin Flow has been unlocked for you as an apology gift. Brother, you really haven't changed much. Time is running out, so I can only..."
He seemed to say something else, but Lu Mingfei could only see the boy's mouth opening and closing. No sound reached his ears. There was only the endless feeling of falling. Finally, he woke up as if he had a nightmare, covered in cold sweat.
Everything around him had regained color. Archbishop Anthony's concerned face appeared in his eyes. Lu Mingfei panted as if he had just finished a long-distance run. He pressed the table with one hand, making a harsh creaking sound on the wood. With the other hand, he blocked the old man who wanted to help him and said reluctantly:
"I'm fine, don't come near me."
Lu Mingfei may not have figured out what the "dragon" has to do with himself, but he has personally experienced the "Spirit of Words·Yin Flow" mentioned by Lu Mingze - countless extremely fine air flow channels surrounded him and rushed in all directions, like an invisible big net wrapping up the prey.
These air flow channels themselves are not very lethal, but if some hard and light objects are dropped into them, they will be accelerated to an unimaginable degree, thus forming an effective means of attack.
Not only that, the "audience's" ability to observe micro-expressions was also uncontrollably effective. As long as Lu Mingfei looked at Anthony, he could read the perception habits from that defenseless face, thus allowing those airflow channels to bypass these angles, but each one pointed to the fatal part...
Lu Mingfei knew that he would most likely not be able to cause any harm to the old man, but he was still unwilling to mark the person who cared about him as a target, even if he had no intention of attacking at all!
"I understand." Anthony paused as he finished speaking. He sensed Lu Mingfei's spirituality and confirmed that his current state had nothing to do with the potion, but rather that some power dormant in his body was becoming active. "Do you need to take a break? Perhaps meditation can help you quickly master this power."
Archbishop Anthony had already explained the relevant content to Lu Mingfei yesterday. He outlined a specific thing in his mind and then replaced it with something that did not exist in this world.
Lu Mingfei was confused when he heard it, but when he tried it today, he found it extremely simple. It only took him a few seconds to get started, but the things he sketched out were not very auspicious -
A black dragon rose up from the pile of corpses, its wings full of dead bones. Behind its huge membranous wings was a giant tree, with dead branches extending in all directions, weaving into a dense net!Chapter 20 Lu Mingfei: I am so happyTitle of the Book:Secret: Lu Mingfei doesn't want to be GodAuthor's name: Abandoned.Chapter word count: 2019 wordsUpdate time: 2025-05-26 11:37:45
Because he had just heard about the "dragon" from his younger brother, Lu Mingfei thought it was normal for him to sketch a black dragon that looked like the final BOSS in the game while meditating. He did not pay much attention to it, and naturally learned how to turn on and off "clairvoyance" and bound it to the switch of the golden pupil.
Compared to Archbishop Anthony's method of repeatedly practicing to create a "switch action", turning on and off the golden pupil is much simpler. It feels like controlling the free movement of fingers. Lu Mingfei doesn't know how many electrical signals the brain needs to send for each bend of the finger, but he can use it naturally...
"You are really gifted in the extraordinary path." Archbishop Anthony praised generously. In his hand, he had a black and red priest robe with a clean shirt and trousers inside. He hung them in the closet and said, "These are clothes for you to change into."
Compared to the high-end suit that Lu Mingfei was wearing, which was very much in the designer's personal style, this suit looked particularly plain. There was no decoration on it except the symbol of the Church of Evernight. The fabric was smooth but looked a little stuffy. Lu Mingfei couldn't help but touch it twice and found that it was much more breathable than it looked, so he nodded and said:
"OK, thanks."
The old man added: "In addition, dinner tonight will be served a little earlier. You can take a rest for a while. I will inform you when the meal is ready."
"Okay." Having not slept well last night, and having experienced what happened just now, Lu Mingfei was actually a little tired. He did not treat Archbishop Anthony as an outsider. While taking off the formal suit and shirt that were straining his waist and back, he asked, "Is there anything else to do next?"
"After dinner, I will take you to visit Earl Hall," said the old man.
Lu Mingfei, who was climbing onto the bed, froze in place. His cervical vertebrae were spinning like rusted gears. He looked at Archbishop Anthony, who looked normal, and said hoarsely, "As far as I know, the process of visiting the noble class is extremely complicated. They always send butlers and servants to deliver invitations or arrange a time for the visit."
Archbishop Anthony decided only yesterday to ask Earl Hall for help. Even if he had sent a visiting letter to the other party at that time, he should not have received a reply so quickly.
Of course, this was just one of the reasons Lu Mingfei tried to shirk. The bigger reason was that he didn't know how to face that beautiful girl. Thinking of Lu Mingze's devilish temptation and the sentence "praying is not the only thing I need to kneel down to do", even if Lu Mingfei wanted to say righteously that he was not moved, he was just deceiving himself...
What's more terrible is that Audrey is an "audience member"! Even if Lu Mingfei himself is also an "audience member", it is useless. He doesn't have the confidence to not reveal any flaws in front of the other party. What if she reads something...
Viscount Ricardo would be ruined! He might be captured by Earl Hall's security personnel on the spot, chopped into pieces and fed to Susie!
"I, I'm not ready yet." He stammered, trying to calm his restless heart.
"No preparation is needed. It's just a simple meeting. You just need to keep smiling." Archbishop Anthony listened to the almost noisy heartbeat and expressed respect without knowing why.
"As for the etiquette of the nobility... Although I really want to say 'The Church of Night does not need to follow the etiquette of the nobility', in fact, it is in line with etiquette - they have a habit called 'walking visit', which is a semi-formal visit made in a walking manner between 4 and 5 pm."
Doesn't that mean there are only less than two hours left?! Lu Mingfei glanced at the clock on the wall, which showed three fifteen. The previous conversation between him and Lu Mingze was completely excluded from the time. He had to leave about half an hour for dinner, minus the time for walking to Earl Hall's mansion...
Lu Mingfei only has about an hour to prepare himself mentally!
"Ha, ha, ha…" Lu Mingfei felt that he needed a dinner mixed with rat poison. He would be more accepting of being sent to the hospital for gastric lavage than facing Audrey directly. "What a good habit."
"But you don't look happy."
"Happy, I'm so happy." Lu Mingfei didn't know how to explain to the old man, so he could only force out an ugly smile and say something nonsense: "The guy sitting in the convertible with his brain opened can be happy, so why can't I be happy?"
The hell jokes from another world obviously couldn't touch the local old man. Fortunately, Archbishop Anthony was used to ignoring the incomprehensible parts that came out of Lu Mingfei's mouth. He forced himself to skip the topic and suggested: "Maybe we can visit at another time."
"But have you informed Earl Hall?" Lu Mingfei had already received too much care from the old man and didn't want to cause him any more trouble. He grabbed his hair and said, "It's okay. I'll be ready."
"...your will." Archbishop Anthony did not expose the boy's stubbornness. Just as he had reported to the goddess before, he felt that what the boy actually lacked was a little praise and encouragement. Since the other party wanted to face the difficult threshold in his heart, he did not need to stop him, but just support him. "Then you can take a rest first."
"Yeah." Lu Mingfei waved his hand dejectedly and crawled into the quilt.
It was not that he suddenly developed courage and transformed from a coward who wanted to escape from everything into a warrior who always moved forward in the ancient Celtic legend. Even though Lu Mingfei had been telling himself to be brave and think independently since coming into this world, eighteen years of life had smoothed his edges like water, and he needed to pick up and glue together the broken parts bit by bit.
He is still too far away from that self...
Lu Mingfei just felt that he could laugh off the embarrassing past with his thick skin, and of course the same could be said for everything today. Even if another "audience" saw through it, so what? The so-called title, fame... those things were not what he, Lu Mingfei, should have. So what if he lost them?
"I can't be so insolent to look at her and praise her beauty when she stands in the middle of the banquet and says to the crowd, 'Ladies and gentlemen, please allow me to introduce my good friend, Viscount Ricardo,'" Lu Mingfei muttered to himself with his head covered. He grabbed his face fiercely with both hands, as if to prove that it was thick enough to withstand everything, but in the end he couldn't help but bang his head against the bed:
"Damn it, I'm still so ashamed that I want to die..."