Night World Players

Chapter 113 It would be great if this time could last forever (two-in-one)

When Helen came out of the fortune-telling shop, half an hour had passed.

The setting sun gradually took away its light from the earth, and the color of the sky was changing from fiery red to pitch black.

Rast waited outside the store, his shadow blending into the increasingly dark night under the setting sun.

"Out?"

"What's the result? Is the fortune teller reliable?"

Last looked at Helen who came out with a small notebook in her hand and asked.

But he already had the answer in his heart.

Because I had discussed with the team members in advance and wanted to arrange the "Fortune-telling Club" segment -

So Last had already revealed some details of Her Majesty the Queen's daily life to his teammates through agreed codes.

After all, when a woman goes for divination, the questions she will ask are nothing more than those.

What is your pet’s name, your favorite color, your favorite piece of clothing... and so on.

After that, it’s nothing more than calculating wealth, marriage, and academic performance... You just need to agree with the customer’s needs and provide some emotional value and that’s it.

No matter who the team sends, with the information provided by Last, it will be no problem to cosplay as a fortune teller.

As he thought of this, Last saw a line of beautiful ice-blue handwriting on his cuffs.

"Very reliable."

"I really like... the future she predicted o(^▽^)o"

The last emoticon echoes the joy flashing in the girl's eyes.

A prophetic future?
What did Gray talk about with Her Majesty the Queen in the fortune-telling shop?
Rast's thought moved him slightly.

The next moment, he saw the girl in front of him, walking towards him with light steps.

She reached out and held Rast's hand as she had done during the day.

Then, Rast felt his shoulder sink slightly, and someone gently rested his head on his shoulder.

At this moment, darkness fell, and the boundless night swept across the entire world.

Under the black sky, their silhouettes looked like stone sculptures.

"Times like this..."

"It would be nice if this could continue forever."

The words were written on Rast's cuffs, emitting a bright blue light in the darkness.

……

As night fell, the long streets of the royal city gradually began to light up.

At first there were only a few scattered spots, but they soon spread.

In this era, electricity was not yet widely available, so it was naturally impossible to replicate the darkness of the night in today's world.

Lanterns and oil lamps of all sizes flickered with light, and the world at this moment seemed to be divided into two sides of a mirror. The skyline was the mirror, reflecting the star-studded sea.

"We have to go home."

"If it's any later, Anna will find out that we sneaked out."

Helen wrote something for Last to read, but she turned back reluctantly and stared at the dark mountain outside the city.

This is where the fireworks were set off that night. The hillside is covered with lush forests, and you can see the sea on the other side from the top of the mountain... It looks very much like the place where the hero and heroine lived in seclusion in the finale of "Silver Wings Chronicles".

Helen had wanted to go there from the beginning...but the scenery in the city alone was enough to dazzle her and consume her entire day. By the time she came to her senses, it was already very late.

"If I sneak out for a few days in a row, Anna will probably get suspicious soon."

"Go back and have a good rest for a few days. We'll go there next week when Anna takes over."

Luster didn't say anything, but just wrote in Helen's notebook.

Anna is the head maid in the palace and nominally Rast's superior. It seems that she has been serving as a maid in the palace as early as when Helen's mother was in power.

Therefore, even Helen sometimes respects Anna's opinion.

If she knew that he had kidnapped the queen... it would undoubtedly become a huge obstacle in Rast's actions.

Hearing this, Helen nodded obediently.

She saw Luster raise his hand and wave toward the end of the street.

next moment.

A shiny, well-maintained rented carriage stopped silently in front of them.

……

"Well done, Grey!"

The curtain of the fortune teller's hut was pushed open.

Janice, who had a petite figure, rushed over like a bear.

"The captain has sent me news that Her Majesty the Queen is quite satisfied with this divination."

"Our plan is also going smoothly, and the mission target has completely gained trust in the captain."

"Next, the 'Lost Paradise' project can be implemented into the third phase, which is the final stage."

Janice hugged Gray, who was dressed as a fortune teller, and rubbed her fair cheek.

"Sure, Grey."

"When you first volunteered to play the role of the fortune teller, the vice-captain and I were a little worried that you would get stage fright and be exposed. We didn't expect you to perform so well."

"Even with the inside information the captain provided earlier, it shows that you have a talent for acting."

"Besides... he is a king who is as legendary as a king in his own home turf!"

"You were able to deal with her without changing your expression... Even the deputy captain said that your calmness and composure, even when faced with a catastrophe, is a model for all of us new shore defenders to learn from."

Janice looked quite excited.

No wonder she was so excited. As a new shore guard, she was assigned such a high-level task right from the start and played an important role in the task, assisting the team in pushing the plan to the final step.

Regardless, this is an achievement she should be proud of.

However, the other side.

Gray, whose figure was hidden in the hooded cloak, did not feel as happy and proud as Janice.

She just stared blankly at the crystal clear amethyst ball on the wooden table in front of her.

This was originally just a prop that the shore guard team randomly picked up to help Gray play the role of a fortune teller...

But at this moment, in the amethyst ball, the previous bright silver light has not faded yet, and there is still some residue.

This is the echo of the power of "fate" in the real world.

The initial questions and answers between her and Helen were indeed arranged according to the inside information provided by Last.

Any shore guard would be able to make a similar statement.

but.

The last question Helen asked and her own answer were not as simple as acting.

Recalling the scene I saw in my mind just now——

A hint of confusion also flashed across Gray's emerald green eyes.

Whether it was the plan of "Lost Paradise" or the result of the prophecy, including the fact that I was a member of the plan and was watching this grand performance... I don't know why.

What Rast did in Paradise Royal City at this moment fell into Gray's eyes...

However, there was a sense of disconnection and disharmony between this figure and her memory, the tall and straight figure who saved her from the desperate cycle of Dongshui Town.

It was as if there was something hidden in the fog that had not yet been revealed.

……

Present world, the Mystery Tower.

The light curtain rippled like water waves, reflecting the scenery inside.

It suddenly started raining in the royal city shrouded in the night.

But it was not the violent storm like before, but a light drizzle, and hair-like raindrops were floating in the dim lights on the street.

The evening breeze and drizzle interweave, adding a sense of loneliness to this city that has returned to tranquility from the hustle and bustle.

The carriage carrying Rast and Helen sped through the flooded streets of the imperial capital, splashing water.

"They are going back to the palace."

Dean Yin chewed a grilled fish cake and pointed at the picture on the screen.

Its food was upgraded from dried fish to grilled fish cakes. This was because after watching the live broadcast on the light screen for so long, even Ophelia herself felt a little hungry, so she asked her subordinates to bring some food from outside to the Secret Tower.

Dean Yin also cleverly, or rather shamelessly, seized the opportunity and got the takeaway food that the Second Princess ate and drank at public expense.

"Anyone can see this kind of thing. No one will think you're dumb if you don't say anything, little ferret."

Ophelia rolled her eyes at Dean Yin.

But Dean Yin obviously would not stop complaining because of Ophelia's words.

For this ultimate otaku, not being allowed to complain while watching a live broadcast is like not being allowed to post comments while watching a video, or not being allowed to post comments while reading a novel. Half of the fun will be lost directly.

"So - is this guy always so lucky when it comes to picking up girls?"

"If they hadn't boarded the carriage in advance, they would have been soaked to the skin by now."

"It's not luck."

Ophelia shook her head, her burgundy eyes fixed on everything in the light curtain.

In the undead metal behind her, the light of the matrix flickered, and the mechanic's auxiliary intelligence automatically completed a slow-motion analysis of the previous image: "There's something wrong with that coachman."

“Although he was wearing the uniform of a coachman, his hands showed no signs of years of holding a whip or being exposed to the wind and sun.”

"Also, the coachman's breathing was very even and steady. He must have been a well-trained soldier or a similar professional."

"Also, although it's not easy to notice——"

"But when the two got on the carriage, the coachman had a slight eye contact with Rast."

In her wine-red eyes, dark streams of data flowed rapidly.

Then, the analysis came to a credible conclusion: "This coachman is in cahoots with my brother-in-law."

"Moreover, this coachman, or the team behind him, should have mastered some ability to predict future weather and predicted the subsequent rainfall."

"That's why we arranged a carriage to pick them up in advance."

"Combined with the historical background of the Sixth Epoch, I judge that this should be some kind of supernatural power."

"Wow, this is so scary, is it the same type of superpower as "Weather Forecast"? " Dean Yin looked shocked.

"It's a good thing that this is in the Sixth Epoch... If it were in the modern world, I'd probably only be able to be a host at the weather station."

Ophelia ignored the complaints of the ferret next to her and just focused her attention on the surging data stream again.

After a long moment, she spoke softly, "It's not just the coachman."

"All of their actions today, starting from the circus... until the final divination club, were secretly planned by this team."

"It was a complete performance, except for... the heroine in the story."

"Yes, but what is their purpose?"

Dean Yin finished the last bit of cake. He stretched out his little paw and licked the cake crumbs on it. The teasing tone in his words was restrained a little:
"There has to be a reason why you put so much effort into staging such a love story."

"Who knows? It would be great to have a queen who is close to a legend and the ruler of a country fall in love with me."

Ophelia's words turned slightly colder: "He was attracted by beauty, he wanted to live off her, he had his eyes on some treasure in this country, or it was a honey trap... all of these are possible."

The conversation between the man and the mink suddenly stopped.

Because in the light curtain, the galloping carriage slowly stopped.

This is an inconspicuous alley in the inner city, and the palace in the center is across the street.

Rast jumped down first and held up the umbrella he got from the carriage.

Then a white leg stretched out, and a girl with long ice-blue hair jumped off the carriage, tapping the ground with her toes to avoid the potholes in the water.

They ran towards the alley leading to the palace under an umbrella. The girl's steps were light, while Rast's steps were steady. The black umbrella perfectly covered the girl's whole body, but only covered half of himself.

The sound of rain seemed to fade away in an instant as the tip of the umbrella swayed slightly and the ice-blue hair fluttered in the wind.

In the misty drizzle, the alley extended infinitely in the darkness.

Dean Yin opened his mouth, wanting to complain about the content of the live broadcast as usual, but when the sharp comments came to his lips, he couldn't say them.

It turned around and looked at Ophelia beside it, only to find that the little princess was also looking at it.

The man and the mink looked at each other in silence. They wanted to say something, but found that they had nothing to say.

You and your friends have been having fun outside for the whole day, and when you are returning tired, you sit in the car, listening to the sound of rain outside, feeling the city and your own soul becoming silent in the night... In the silence, the two people's hearts are so close that even the sound of their breathing can be heard clearly.

This is a beautiful scene that only those who have experienced it personally are qualified to evaluate.

But unfortunately, whether it is Dean Snow Ferret who has been a otaku for thousands of years, or the little princess who likes to pretend to be mature but is actually a minor... none of them have ever had such an experience.

So the barrage duo could only stare at the light screen quietly, in silence.

"It's beautiful..."

After a long time, Ophelia said softly.

"Yes, it's beautiful."

Dean Yin nodded, and suddenly he was not so sure about his previous guess.

This scene is so beautiful, so beautiful that people can't bear to destroy it.

Even though Rast's soul is so deep, like a black hole that swallows up light... he should be able to feel this beauty.

This is a fairy-tale story, so it should have a fairy-tale ending.

"Playing with feelings, disturbing people's hearts, deceiving innocent girls... This kid can't really do such a depressing thing."

"A playwright like you will be despised by everyone, criticized by everyone, and hated by everyone, right?"

Dean Yin muttered a few words.

Its murmur was very soft, but Ophelia, who was standing beside it, heard it clearly.

Her wine-red eyes stared at the scenery on the light screen, and it was unknown what she was thinking about.

"If that's the case..."

"Then he is quite a good match for my sister."

(End of this chapter)