Cold winter.
late at night.
The roof of the main villa of Jack Winery.
Chen Lun and Fuluoyin were sitting on it, looking at the purple moon in the night sky.
"Master Jack, do you think Grandma Moonlight is watching us right now?"
Flo Yin snuggled into his arms and asked softly.
Chen Lun silently looked up at the crescent moon, and after a while he replied:
"certainly."
Chen Lun still remembered the old lady he met in Amber City. He suspected that she was the incarnation of the Moon Goddess Margaret... and there should be a deep connection between her and Flo Yin.
So Chen Lun’s certainty is not without basis.
Flo Yin raised her head, and the corners of her mouth slightly raised on her fair and pretty face.
The breeze blew by, and the ethereal sound shuttled between the slowly falling snowflakes, which seemed extremely beautiful:
"Will she bless us then?"
Chen Lun once again gave an affirmative answer:
"Yes... We have received her blessing."
"very nice."
Flo Yin uttered two words slowly, pressed her face against his chest, and listened to his fiery heartbeat.
"Master Jack, can you tell me your story?"
Chen Lun lowered his head and gently brushed her light golden hair. He gently smoothed a strand of hair that was messed up by the cold wind behind her crystal clear ear, then kissed Flo Yin's forehead and said slowly:
"I'm a stranger, Floin... I don't really belong here."
His eyes were a little absent-minded.
The outline of Flo Yin was reflected in the bright eyes.
This was the first time that Chen Lun had confided his true feelings to someone since he traveled through time.
“Is your hometown far away?”
Flo Yin asked, leaning against him, without looking up.
"Very far away... so far away that I may never be able to go back in this lifetime."
Chen Lun's voice was very calm. He had already accepted this fact, but he felt a little sad when he talked about it now. If his family were still there, if it was still the same as before, he should be having a happy meal at home with his parents and sister.
But there are no ifs.
All this is impossible.
"There is a 'curse' in our family. My father and sister died one after another. My mother couldn't accept this reality and chose to escape... I should have died too, but in the end I miraculously survived."
Chen Lun changed "genetic disease" to "curse" so that it would be easier for Fuluoyin to understand.
Flo Yin seemed to sense his emotions, and couldn't help but put her arms around his back and pressed them tightly against his back.
"I have no hometown, Master Jack... I wandered with my adoptive parents when I was very young. I had an older brother who took care of me, but after he was killed by the Red Apple Church, no one cared for me anymore... until I met you."
She spoke as if to comfort or confide.
Chen Lun chuckled and stroked Fuluoyin's back with his warm palm as if he was comforting a small animal.
"So we are both homeless and pitiful people, wandering in this foreign land until we die."
"It's great... At least I can walk with you to the end, to the moon."
Flo Yin said softly, pointing to the night sky.
"After death, the soul will go to the moon, which is our final destination."
"If that's the case, then we will never get lost or stray, because we will always meet on the moon, right?"
Chen Lun couldn't help but smile.
Flo Yin hummed and raised her head, and the two smiled at each other.
In the cold environment, both of them were covered with a layer of white snowflakes, shining brightly under the moonlight. But they did not feel the cold at all, but instead felt a warmth coming from each other.
Chen Lun's thoughts seemed to travel back to the past, back to the era of advanced technology, back to his hometown. He said with emotion:
"I once lived in a prosperous city, but the people there were no different from the people of this land. Most people had no 'soul' and lived like the walking dead... Or maybe their 'soul' was too noble and the flesh could not restrain it."
Fuluo Yin seemed to understand, but not quite. After a moment of silence, she spoke softly:
"But I can clearly feel your soul, which is unique and attracts me deeply."
Chen Lun took a deep breath, held up her face, and touched the black rattan fabric covering her eyes with his fingertips. Fuluoyin felt something and removed it, revealing her tightly closed eyes.
Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and Flo Yin slowly opened her eyes, revealing a pair of pale eyes without childish eyes.
"You have beautiful eyes, Floin... but unfortunately, they cannot see beautiful things."
Chen Lun said softly.
There was a quiet smile on Flo Yin's perfect face.
"But I can see you and only you, Master Jack."
stop-
Peng!
Under the night sky, fireworks suddenly burst into life.
Between the buildings outside the winery, straight beams of flames rose up and then exploded in the sky, transforming into brilliant flames that illuminated the entire night sky.
Flo Yin raised her head on her own initiative, the light of the fireworks illuminated her cheeks, which were all red... There seemed to be a mysterious attraction in the darkness, which made her involuntarily approach the soul that attracted her, until she found a warm support in the cold environment.
After a while.
Lip parting.
Flo Yin hugged him.
Feeling the burning emotions that cannot be calmed for a long time.
When the fireworks burned out, the surroundings fell silent again.
Fuluo Yin seemed to remember something and told Chen Lun:
"Master Jack, I feel like I'm not far from the next sequence... And that dream appeared again. A familiar yet unfamiliar voice in the dream told me not to move forward. The end of the soul is darkness, not light... Do you know what this means?"
Chen Lun was slightly stunned.
This was the second time that Flo Yin mentioned this to him, and it caused him to ponder.
Extraordinary people don’t dream randomly. Once a dream appears, it means something.
Chen Lun speculated that this might be a revelation from the Moon Goddess Margaret to Flo Yin, hinting to her about the potential secrets and dangers of the Moon Path...
But he was not sure, after all, there was no basis for this.
In order to prevent Fuluoyin from thinking too much, Chen Lun just made a note of the matter.
Then he said soothingly:
"Don't worry, Floin, it might just be a dream."
"Um."
Flo Yin responded softly and buried herself in his arms.
I don’t know how much time has passed.
Her breathing gradually became long and she fell asleep in the warm embrace.
Chen Lun lowered his head and looked at her sweet sleeping face. The corners of her mouth were slightly raised on her delicate face, as if she was having a sweet dream.
He raised a finger and quietly performed a magic trick to levitate the snowflakes and ice crystals on the two of them. Then he held Flo Yin and teleported back to her room, gently putting her on the bed.
Chen Lun kissed her on the forehead and said good night.
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After a moment.
Chen Lun returned to the living room.
The team members had already returned to their rooms to rest, and the place was quiet and deserted.
"Come out."
He poured himself a cup of hot milk and spoke to the empty space in front of him.
The air was shaking, and a dark blue crack invisible to mortals appeared. The faceless waiter slowly walked out of it and bowed to him.
"Happy New Year, Mr. Jack."
The messenger held the tray and spoke respectfully.
Chen Lun took out a gift box that had been prepared long ago, which contained dozens of gold coins and a bottle of fine wine.
"You are much more sensible than a certain messenger... Happy New Year to you too, messenger."
He put the things on the tray and smiled.
The faceless waiter lowered his head.
"Thank you for your generosity, Mr. Jack."
Then, it stated its purpose and conveyed the latest information to Chen Lun.
Just as Chen Lun remembered in his previous life.
The Black Knife Brotherhood and the Murder Club have a showdown tonight!
Some time ago, the Sun King issued an order to forcibly eliminate the Natural Sect's qualification to compete for the seat, and among the remaining extraordinary forces, only the Mutual Aid Society had the last laugh. It can even be basically confirmed that they are the new Orthodox Church that will fill the seat of the Red Apple Church.
But the two factions within the mutual aid association must compete to determine who is truly in power.
The two sides had been fighting for a month and were ready to launch a decisive battle at this moment.
In the Red Disaster Zone of each state city in the Trisur Empire, members of the Black Knife Brotherhood and the Murder Club appeared in many battlefields and engaged in fierce battles. Cleaning up the Red Disaster was just a convenience, and resolving the hatred between the two sides was the real purpose.
Even members of the Rotf family and the Knights of the Round Table personally took part in the battle in the spiritual world or higher dimensions that mortals could not penetrate.
Almost everyone in the entire mysterious field is paying attention to this matter.
There was a lot of noise coming from the spiritual world and everywhere else, and they were also very curious about which party would eventually take charge of the Mutual Aid Association and ascend to the position of the new Orthodox Church.
"Mr. Jack, the Knight Commander has personally led the Knights of the Round Table. All of them are out in force. With the support and assistance of the evening tea party, the final outcome will be decided by tomorrow evening at the latest..."
The faceless waiter said in a deep voice.
"I see."
Chen Lun nodded.
With his foresight, he applied for a break from the Knights of the Round Table a week ago, not only to celebrate with the team, but also to temporarily avoid the final battle...
If I remember correctly, the fight was extremely brutal. Even with the help of the Evening Tea Party, the club would not be able to win without any casualties... Chen Lun did not want to take such a big risk and lead the team into battle himself.
He has done enough for the club.
If he still couldn't get promoted, then even if he chose to join the battle, he wouldn't be able to change the outcome. Because in such a large-scale battlefield, the strength of the circus troupe couldn't play a key role, but would be dangerous.
Of course, given his great contribution to the club and the high regard in which the Knights of the Round Table hold him, even if Chen Lun bluntly refused to join the war, the Knight Commander would agree.
It’s just that Chen Lun chose a safer and more emotionally intelligent approach.
"Master Jack, this is the extraordinary knowledge delivered at the evening tea party before the decisive battle... The Knights of the Round Table asked me to deliver it to you."
The faceless waiter took a small roll of parchment from a tray.
Chen Lun raised his eyebrows, took it excitedly, and opened it.