A fantastical journey across the heavens, beginning with the Witcher.

Chapter 76 You are my grandfather

Li De casually tossed aside the clothes he had picked up halfway, awkwardly touched the tip of his nose, and turned to look at Elena, whose cheeks were flushed red, and tentatively asked her a question.

"Um—everyone's already gone, should we continue?"

If human expressions could be visualized as words etched on the face, Elena's cheeks at this moment would surely bear two large characters for "shy" and "embarrassed."

Thinking about the scene where her best friend caught her in the act, she wished she could disappear into a crack in the ground!

Finally, all the shame and anger in her heart gathered together and turned into a soft little fist, which she pounded hard at Li De.

"You bastard! It's all your fault! I've never been so humiliated in my life!"

"Hey, hey, let's be reasonable!"

Li De neither parried nor dodged, letting the small fists pound his chest, while innocently shouting "Injustice!"

"You were the one who took my clothes off first, so why are you blaming me for it?"

"Get out! I won't listen! I'll kill you!"

Elena ignored all explanations and, blushing, threw punches repeatedly.

In her excitement, she made large movements, and her already loosely fastened top slipped off her shoulder, revealing a patch of fair and delicate skin.

bass----

The spark of intimacy that had just been extinguished by the unexpected interruption reignited instantly, and the air in the room visibly warmed up. After a period of tenderness, the two gradually calmed down.

Elena stopped Li De from putting on the armor, turned around and walked to the wardrobe. After rummaging around for a while, she took out two well-tailored black casual clothes.

"I bought it based on your body shape. Try it on, and if the size doesn't fit, we can alter it anytime."

Wearing armor all the time was indeed inconvenient, so Li De chose the ordinary-style set and put it on quickly.

Aesthetic sense may change over time, but some things are simply unacceptable.

For example, an outfit consisting of skinny jeans, pointed mid-heeled shoes, and calf socks to hold the pant legs together.

Even though those nobles repeatedly emphasized that this kind of attire was meant to highlight the lines of a man's calves, which were extremely beautiful!

He just smiled faintly.

This casual outfit suited him perfectly; it consisted of slightly loose black trousers that could be tucked into soft-soled leather boots for convenience.

Run and exert force;

The inner lining is a soft brocade shirt, which is skin-friendly and breathable when worn close to the skin. The cuffs are slightly rolled up, revealing two muscular and strong forearms.

He then added a dark-patterned black vest over his clothes, which made his figure appear even more upright. After dressing up, Li De stood in front of the mirror, and his whole demeanor changed. He lost some of the cold and ruthless aura of a demon hunter and gained more of an approachable manner.

The only thing he still carried were two long swords at his waist, which was the bottom line he had fought hard for.

Elena slowly circled around him, carefully looking him up and down, nodding in satisfaction. She couldn't resist tiptoeing and gently planting a kiss on Li De's cheek, her tone light and slightly smug.

"It looks really good, no wonder I picked it."

"It's nice, and very comfortable to wear."

Li De nodded in approval.

"Idiot, I'm not just talking about clothes."

Elena muttered something under her breath and then released her grip.

"Let's go! I'll take you to see the precious manuscripts left by the former principal."

With everything ready, she waved her small hand, striking a bold and magnanimous pose, as if to say: I'll take you to see the empire I've conquered for you!

Half an hour later, Empress Elena crept stealthily to the principal's office door like a thief.

First, he knocked on the door three times, then immediately pressed his ear to the door and listened intently, holding his breath.

No one responded.

Elena's face lit up with joy, a sly glint in her eyes. She pulled out a strange-looking set of tools from her handbag, squatted down, and began intently fiddling with the lock on the principal's office door.

Li De was dumbfounded on the spot, not because of the lock picking, which he had done many times over the years.

What truly stunned him was Principal Philip, the owner of the office and Elena's grandfather, who was standing behind the statue in the corner.

He was about to tell Elena when Principal Philip stopped him with a look and a gesture.

Helpless, Li De could only gently pat Elena's shoulder, trying to get her to stop what she was doing.

"Hey, stop fooling around!"

Elena impatiently shook off his hand and focused intently on fiddling with the wire, completely unaware that something was wrong.

"Cough cough————"

Li De coughed twice and tactfully reminded him, "I think it would be better to inform the principal about this kind of thing. It's not appropriate to pick the lock without permission."

"Say hello? That old man is incredibly stingy!"

Elena pouted, her hands still moving, muttering under her breath.

"I begged him nicely to borrow it, but he refused no matter what. Since he was heartless first, he shouldn't blame me for being ruthless!"

"This must be your first time trying to pick a lock, right? It would be bad if you broke the lock. Why don't we just talk to the principal? He's always been so kind to you; maybe if you say a few nice words, he'll agree. Cough cough cough!"

While trying to smooth things over, Li De intensified his coughing.

Elena was completely focused on picking the lock and didn't notice his hints at all. Instead, she proudly raised her chin.

"How could this be my first time? I never fight an unprepared battle. I even practiced here yesterday, and I opened up to it with ease!"

"Cough cough cough!!"

Li De's cough worsened.

The principal, who usually walks with a cane, quietly appeared behind the two of them and stared at them meaningfully.

The Witcher awkwardly grinned, trying to bluff his way out.

"Ugh! Stop coughing like that!" Elena scolded without turning her head, her tone full of disdain. "You were perfectly fine when you were bothering me earlier, so why are you pretending to be sickly now!"

Li De immediately stopped laughing.

When she finished saying "fussing around," Principal Philip's eyes were ten times more terrifying than those of his mother, a ghoul with bloodshot eyes!

If looks could kill, Li De would have already cosplayed as Louis XVI!

Elena fiddled with the lock for a while, but it still wouldn't budge. She frowned, muttering impatiently, "Hiss—"

"That's strange, why can't I pry it open? I clearly opened it this way yesterday!"

Just then, an old voice sounded faintly from behind her: "Yesterday you folded the wire into the lock, and even the principal couldn't open it, so he had someone replace the lock with a new one."

"I see----"

Elena instinctively responded, but the moment she finished speaking, she froze, and the wire in her hand clicked open—

But she wasn't very happy.

Instead, like a puppet lacking lubricant, he turned his head stiffly and very slowly, and as soon as he looked up, he saw his own grandfather.

Elena's complexion changed from pink to white, from white to blue, and then from blue to red.

After a long silence, she weakly called out, "Grandpa."

"I'm not your grandfather, you're my grandfather."

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