Chapter 67: Roland Willett

Chapter 67: Roland Willett

[I understand you, your heart must be filled with frustration and regret right now.]

[It's okay, God of Love, you’re more capable of finding a mate than I thought. Although your object of pursuit thinks you’re ugly, it doesn't prevent him from being a soft-hearted person. You love him, I love him, everyone loves him, the charm of the King of Ita is so great, you’ve chosen a courtship target that the whole tribe admires.]

Lu Lin'an tore off his dirty clothes that were sticking to his body, unable to stop the excited voices in his head.

[A gentle reminder, act a bit more tragically, and your wound will heal.]

Lu Lin'an: Can you shut up?

[I can't. I am you, and you are me. If you don't want dirty thoughts, stop thinking them.]

Lu Lin'an: …

You're the dirty one!

Yun Huai watched, puzzled, as Lu Lin'an's expression turned somewhat irritable, but as soon as their eyes met, Lu Lin'an seemed to calm down again.

[Even Theodore would feel ashamed watching you, not even a chameleon changes its colors as fast as you do :)]

Lu Lin'an really wanted to smack his aggressive genes dead.

His wound wasn’t completely painless. Under normal circumstances, an injury like this would have healed without a trace by now, but since it was inflicted by the King of Ita, Lu Lin'an craftily slowed down the healing process, leaving a deep bite mark on his shoulder.

Lu Lin'an, unflinchingly, tore off the last piece of black cloth. Yun Huai’s brows were deeply furrowed, almost wanting to remind Lu Lin'an not to be so rough, but ultimately held back.

He was a bit worried that doing so would excite Lu Lin'an even more.

Yun Huai had seen Lu Lin'an's fish form, so he was familiar with his bare upper body. His gaze initially only fell on the huge bite mark on the man’s shoulder, but he caught sight of Lu Lin'an quietly piling the torn fabric in front of him.

Yun Huai: "What are you doing?"

Lu Lin'an, in a low voice: "It's nothing, focus on your healing."

Yun Huai, puzzled, rarely asked unnecessary questions. Thus, he slowly withdrew his gaze, his cold palm resting on the broad and solid back of the creature.

Lu Lin'an shuddered violently, then went still.

Thinking he was in pain, Yun Huai deliberately lightened his touch. The deeper part of the wound required more intricate stitching. He felt a bit uneasy and silently increased the intensity of his psychic energy.

...Lu Lin'an was the strongest creature he had encountered in both his lifetimes, but also the first one he had truly injured.

Yun Huai had seen Lu Lin'an in action before. If he had fought back, it wouldn't have resulted in such a bloody mess on half of his shoulder.

Golden-red veins flowed at the deepest part of the wound, with the split flesh and skin rapidly growing and spreading under the fill of ice crystals. Lu Lin'an suddenly said in a hoarse voice, "You might not know, but your ability is quite rare in the entire galaxy."

Yun Huai: "Which ability of mine?"

Lu Lin'an: "Healing, it’s very rare, especially healing that also soothes at the same time."

Is this something special? Yun Huai thought these were basic skills. He was silent for a long while before Lu Lin'an tilted his head and said, "What's wrong, why do you suddenly look so sad?"

Lu Lin'an had the power to sense his emotions, and Yun Huai couldn’t hide from him: "Just remembered something from the past."

Lu Lin'an: "If it's something sad, don't think about it. You can think more about our precious friendship."

Yun Huai: "…………"

Lu Lin'an always had the ability to ruin the mood, but his presence was also strong, always managing to pull Yun Huai out of painful memories.

It felt like the past dozen years were a thing of the last century, even though he had only been here for less than a year.

"My ability was rare too, but it was pretty useless," Yun Huai suddenly said.

Lu Lin'an hummed in confusion, seemingly continuing the conversation.

Yun Huai felt it was alright to share with Lu Lin'an since it wasn’t about imperial affairs. After all, only Lu Lin'an knew he came from the distant Blue Star, and he wasn’t really a person from K420.

"Someone with no useful skills naturally doesn’t get much attention and is in a more dangerous situation. I had to learn self-preservation skills in some extreme environments, but once, I didn’t manage well."

Lu Lin'an's breathing seemed to pause for a moment, and after a few breaths, he said, "You didn’t manage well, and then?"

Yun Huai: "Then I ended up on K420. If I had managed well, you wouldn’t have met me."

Lu Lin'an’s spine began to show some hard, scalding scales. He spoke softly, "Were you exiled?"

Yun Huai: "It was something even worse than exile." He had once lost his life.

Lu Lin'an was silent for a long time, even the voice in his mind ceased.

After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly changed the subject: "So, are you still angry with me?"

Yun Huai deliberately kept his voice cold: "...Still am."

Lu Lin'an: "Even if you're angry with me, I will still protect you. Whether it's in the empire, among the aliens, or anywhere in the universe, I won't let you face anything worse than exile again."

Yun Huai's eyelashes trembled for a moment, watching as Lu Lin'an’s wound gradually healed, leaving only dark red stained blood on the skin.

"Don’t be afraid because your ability is rare. Your existence is precious, and now you have more than just me," the God of Love generously said, "You also have the empire and the executors. Countless citizens of Ita will follow you and willingly sacrifice their lives to protect you."

After two seconds, Yun Huai hummed softly.

His world was learning to accept this.

Lu Lin'an: "So, are you still angry with me?"

Yun Huai: "..."

Lu Lin'an: "You must be feeling better already, since you're willing to treat my wound and talk to me."

Yun Huai: "Is the alien tribe really doomed?"

Lu Lin'an: "?"

Yun Huai: "Otherwise, how could they choose someone like you as their leader?"

Lu Lin'an: "."

[He definitely doesn't know you were pushed forward by your family.]

Ignoring the annoying competitive genes that popped up occasionally, Lu Lin'an tried to defend himself: "I am a different person when I am the leader and when I am in love. So, it's hard for you to see my other facets. I am really quite formidable, they all fear me."

Yun Huai seemed to chuckle, but Lu Lin'an wasn’t sure. He wanted to turn around, yet worried that some embarrassing things might scare him.

[Typical of a young and vigorous dragon, getting hard from just a touch.]

Lu Lin'an clenched his teeth for a moment, forcefully suppressing those annoying genes.

Behind him, Yun Huai withdrew his palm. Lu Lin'an’s upper body was completely bare, his muscular and explosive waistline confined below that black belt.

Yun Huai’s gaze briefly swept over and noticed the black scales on Lu Lin'an’s spine had spread down to his waist and abdomen.

Some psychic energy threads still hung on Lu Lin'an's body. The air was filled with a crisp and pleasant aroma of fruit wine. The two men were silent, and Yun Huai suddenly felt the silence was too oppressive.

His mind drifted back to that fleeting, ambiguous kiss.

It seemed that some changes in relationships stemmed from very small and invisible sudden incidents.

Yun Huai found himself unable to look directly at the half-naked Lu Lin'an as before. This creature seemed to emanate heat from every part of his body – his back, shoulders, blood, and even the skin on his face. Yun Huai, with his naturally cool body, felt this heat even more intensely.

Even just sitting beside him, he could feel the vigorous heat wave emanating from his neighbor.

Yun Huai pursed his lips, feeling his ears heat up a bit: "...Do you have any clothes left?"

Lu Lin'an's voice was hoarse: "I've used up everything I had in the empire during this time."

Yun Huai, in silence: "So you’re going out like this?"

Lu Lin'an: "...That won’t work."

[A dragon in heat has even stronger psychic energy; you'll scare them all to death :)]

Yun Huai: "Then what do we do? Shall I leave first?"

Lu Lin'an suddenly looked up.

Yun Huai glanced at him, then shifted his gaze elsewhere.

Lu Lin'an had deceived him, and yet he had treated his wounds. The young King of Ita felt he had done more than enough, firmly resolved not to let this creature show off any longer.

With this thought, Yun Huai headed for the door. Lu Lin'an suddenly felt a change in the overlapping space outside, a space only Theodore knew how to enter, and quickly got up to follow: "Wait!"

But it was too late; Yun Huai had already pulled open the door.

In front of the door was a short corridor, leading to a staircase down.

This was the scene his eyes captured, but in the blink of an eye, several people suddenly appeared near the doorway.

Yun Huai’s wrist was grabbed by Lu Lin'an and yanked back, while the people at the door were directly hit in the face by Lu Lin'an’s irritable and excited scorching psychic energy.

Theodore had never entered this house before. Had it not been for the urgent matter of an explosion at the Lord's official residence, he would not have disturbed Lu Lin'an at this time.

Iliad gawked, completely lost for words, staring with wide cat eyes (ΩДΩ) in shock at the “spectacular scene” inside the door.

Renen swept a glance and almost thought he was experiencing a terrible hallucination.

Disheveled clothes, unclean skin, an excited state – how could such a person appear disrespectfully before the King, having spent a night with him—

The next second, the guard captain's lightsaber was drawn fiercely.

Lu Lin'an's mind buzzed, and in his already aroused state, his competitive genes almost hit their peak.

[Identification successful: Adult male, strong attack power, perfect lineage and appearance.]

[Assessment result: High competitive potential, threatening presence, recommended to eliminate immediately.]

Yun Huai watched, wide-eyed, as Lu Lin'an crushed Renen’s lightsaber with spatial force, ready to charge out in a frenzy.

In a flash, he grabbed Lu Lin'an’s belt, pulling him back and tossing him behind.

Lu Lin'an crashed several dozen meters away under Theodore's horrified gaze and landed in a strangely shaped bathtub.

Yun Huai, standing behind the door with a slight gap open, spoke in a calm and gentle tone: "Please bring up some clothes first."

Author's note:

Theodore: Who understands family? Woke up in the morning and saw a dragon being thrown out with bare hands. (Dazed) (Changing color) (Transparent and twisted)

Lin: (Competitive spirit activated!) (Thrown back by the wife) (Competitive genes deactivated!)