Chapter 76

Texas remained expressionless, but her eyes conveyed a message to Han Fei: Go do what you want, don't worry about me.

Han Fei gave her a knowing smile, "I'll be right back."

"Then," Lemuen clapped her hands lightly, her tone cheerful, "Let's go."

The three quickly left the apartment and joined the bustling crowds on the streets of Laterano.

Han Fei didn't rush to wander around; instead, he first opened the map.

His current map is extremely inconvenient, as many things are not displayed, but its advantages are also obvious.

--At least there are no signal-blocking areas.

At the Space City, the signal in the core area is blocked, so if a newcomer to Space City comes for the first time, they won't even be able to find a place to turn off the power.

Han Fei can now clearly and intuitively see the locations of the two gates on the map and mark them.

Han Fei casually marked a switch point, then looked at the green switch mark in his field of vision, and then casually pointed in that direction, asking, "What's that place over there?"

Lemuen couldn't see the void mark he was pointing to, but following the direction of his arm, she could still make out the outline of that area.

"The most prominent building over there is the Laterano Cathedral," she explained. "His Holiness the Pope often presides over ceremonies or receives the faithful there."

Lemuen turned her head and suggested, "Would you like to go take a look? It's the center of Laterano's faith."

"Eat?"

Han Fei was stunned for a moment, thinking to himself, "Are you kidding me? I have to go to the cathedral to shut off the power? Are you crazy?!"

The current Pope is indeed a good man, but even so, Han Fei doesn't think the Pope would allow a foreigner like him to swagger around the cathedral.

He immediately and discreetly shifted his gaze to another checkpoint on the map, marked it, and pointed again. "What about... over there?"

"Over there..." Lemuen frowned slightly, "There are several blocks over there. Which specific place do you want to ask about?"

"Then forget I said anything, let's go take a look," Han Fei said.

A barely perceptible hint of understanding flashed in Lemuen's eyes, but her face still wore the perfect guide's smile as she followed, introducing Han Fei to the unique streetscape of Laterano.

--The Autonomous Confessional Vehicle glided quietly along the clean cobblestone street, while dessert carts wafting sweet aromas dotted the street corners.

However, with Lemuen's keen observation, Han Fei's seemingly casual yet purposeful walking pattern quickly caught her attention.

This doubt transformed into certainty when Han Fei finally stopped in front of the magnificent and imposing First Hall of the Pontifical Hall.

"This is the First Hall of the Pontifical Hall, the judicial body of Laterano," Lemuen's voice rang out at the opportune moment, calmly introducing him. "Mostima should be inside undergoing interrogation right now."

"Eat?"

Han Fei was stunned, thinking to himself, "Why are these power outage locations getting more and more like the underworld?"

It's either a cathedral or the Pontifical Hall; neither of these seems like places a foreigner like him can just come and go as he pleases!

He still harbored a sliver of hope: perhaps the gate to the cathedral wasn't actually inside the main building? Maybe the directions just overlapped? After all, Lemuen had only said the cathedral was over there; he hadn't yet personally confirmed the exact location of the marker.

With this glimmer of hope, Han Fei, almost as if on a pilgrimage, personally walked towards the Laterano Cathedral.

The green marker indicating the evacuation point was perfectly and seamlessly overlapped with the majestic, towering silhouette of the Laterano Cathedral before us.

What's worse, the icon for this power-off point isn't on the ground, but underground.

At that moment, Han Fei's expression became quite interesting.

The reason he didn't sneak into the inner area was to avoid conflict with fully armed men like the Gun Knights.

However, this critical turning point made Han Fei realize that avoiding battle seemed unrealistic.

Beneath Laterano lies the burial grounds of Laterano's ancestors, and even more importantly, their "gods" reside there as well.

Even native Sankta wouldn't dare set foot in such a place without special permission, let alone a stranger of unknown identity like him.

Just as Han Fei was stunned, Lemuen was standing to the side, also took in his reaction.

He wasn't just casually browsing...

Thinking this, Lemuen took a few steps forward, her gentle voice drifting into Han Fei's ears.

"Then, Han Fei."

She turned her head slightly, her pink eyes looking directly at him with a calm that seemed to understand everything. "Can you tell me, what is your true purpose?"

Volume One: Chapter 112 The Confession Cart

"Eat?"

Han Fei was startled at first, then seemed to realize something, and said, "You noticed all that?"

"You didn't even try to hide it?"

Lemuen's voice was soft, tinged with a complex emotion.

She felt a warm glow in her heart at Han Fei's unguarded trust, but also a vague worry—was it truly out of trust, or because this eccentric guy had simply forgotten how to manage his expressions?

"Because I trust you." Han Fei smiled openly, the sunlight seeming to shine into his eyes. "We're friends. If I can't even trust you, who can I trust in Laterano?"

That radiant smile and unreserved words were like a feather gently brushing against the softest part of Lemuen's heart.

Her smile deepened, her cherry lips parted slightly, and she was about to respond when she heard Han Fei say:

"Besides," Han Fei patted his chest, his self-righteous demeanor instantly shattering the brewing warmth, "I'm not doing anything to harm Laterano, so what's there to worry about? You know it, so what? Are you going to drag me to the Notarial Office?"

He stood tall and declared firmly, "My conscience is clear!"

In an instant, the warmth that had just risen in Lemuen was as if it had been doused with a bucket of ice water, and the subtle atmosphere that had secretly pleased her vanished.

However, Lemuen's smile didn't fade; it only grew more "kind," as she said, "Oh, I see."

"Well..."

Han Fei scratched his head, vaguely sensing that something was off about Lemuen's smile, and tentatively asked, "Are you alright?"

Lemuen took a deep breath to calm herself down. She repeatedly told herself that this man was just like that, a typical straight man, and that she shouldn't be angry.

After all this, she finally spoke, saying, "Then, can you tell me what you really want to do?"

"It really can."

Han Fei nodded, then looked around and said, "However, this doesn't seem to be a suitable place to talk."

The Laterano Cathedral is the religious center of Laterano, and even now, many Laterano still walk around the square.

Han Fei had no intention of openly plotting.

"Uh-huh."

Lemuen made a nasal sound, which was taken as an acknowledgment of this statement.

Then, with a casual wave of her hand, she summoned an Autonomous Confessional Vehicle, opened the door, gestured to get in, and turned to Han Fei, saying, "Come with me."

Han Fei, without suspecting anything, walked straight up.

The confessional vehicle smoothly drove into the streets of Laterano.

The interior space was originally designed for single-person confession, but now that two people have squeezed in, it suddenly feels extremely cramped.

Han Fei and Lemuen were standing shoulder to shoulder, legs touching, with almost no gap between them.

A delicate, sweet fragrance, belonging to Lemuen, seeped into Han Fei's nostrils with this close contact. The scent was elegant and serene, like the fragrance of newly blooming Suzuran mixed with the scent of sunshine, making his heart flutter slightly.

"Now, can you tell me?" Lemuen turned her head, her pink eyes shining brightly in the dimly lit carriage, quietly watching Han Fei.

"OK."

Han Fei was quite frank, saying openly, "Do you remember how I ended up on the streets of Laterano when we first met?"

"Of course I remember."

Lemuen nodded slightly; the scene from that morning was as clear as yesterday—the strange flying machine descending from the sky, its rope lowering, and finally landing steadily.

Such a unique way of making an appearance, let alone a year, even ten years later, would be enough to leave an indelible mark on her memory.

"As you can see, I came down from a helicopter," Han Fei said slowly. "And if you want to leave Laterano, you have to do it that way too."

Lemuen frowned slightly. This method of departure was indeed somewhat strange, but considering that Han Fei had also used this method to arrive in Laterano, she reluctantly accepted the explanation and asked:

"But what does this have to do with your interest in the cathedral and the Pontifical Hall?"

"Have."

Han Fei sighed, somewhat helplessly, "I don't know if you can understand, but there's a gate in both the Pontifical Hall and the Cathedral. I need to activate both gates for the helicopter to appear; otherwise, I won't be able to get back."

Lemuen's confusion deepened. She didn't understand why she had to go to the cathedral and the Pontifical Hall to pull the so-called gate before she could go home, but she wasn't in a hurry to delve into it, because she had a more pressing question that needed answering:

"What if we can't go back?" Her voice trembled slightly, a tremor she herself didn't even notice, and a tiny, secret hope even stirred within her. "Will you stay in Laterano forever?"

The next second, Han Fei's answer was like an icicle, instantly piercing all her hopes.

"He might die."

The cold words came out of Han Fei's mouth, but he himself showed no fear whatsoever, as if he were talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

The word "death" was too heavy. Even Lemuen was taken aback for a moment before gently comforting her, "This is Laterano. Who can hurt you? My musket will protect you. Even if I can't, I can ask Grandpa Fei for help. He's a veteran Gun Knights, very, very skilled."

Seeing the concern in Lemuen's eyes, Han Fei felt a warmth in his heart and quickly explained, "I'm not worried about the enemy. If it were the enemy, do you think I would be afraid?"

The answer to this question appeared almost instantly in Lemuen.

Of course he's not afraid!

Lemuen had never seen Han Fei show any fear. Even when facing the leader of the piercing team who was sprinting at full speed, he dared to stand in front of her without hesitation.

The next second, Lemuen heard Han Fei continue, "I'm afraid that what will kill me isn't a tangible enemy, but something invisible and intangible, like something that will make me die suddenly, like when my life comes to an end."

These words immediately made Lemuen's heart clench. She instinctively grasped Han Fei 'Han Fei hand, about to offer words of comfort, but the words that came out were:

"I... I'll find a way to help you."

When those words slipped out, Lemuen herself was stunned.

But the next second, an even stronger determination overwhelmed her hesitation; she tightened her fingers, as if trying to press his throbbing pulse through his skin.

"I won't let you die, I promise you."

Han Fei was stunned.

The girl's warm body temperature was transmitted through our tightly pressed skin, and her unique, delicate fragrance lingered around my nose.

This should have been a scene brimming with ambiguity, but Han Fei felt no romantic feelings whatsoever.

She had no idea what her promise meant, something that was by no means easy to do.

Han Fei sighed inwardly, looking at the resolute determination in the girl's eyes, and finally said softly with a hint of reluctance, "But, that gate seems to be under the cathedral..."

Volume 1: A short chapter after a long time, about the bounty and some random thoughts.

It's almost the end of the month. My updates this month have been fairly consistent. Although I was occasionally late, I didn't miss any. I feel like I've also given out quite a few extra chapters for everyone. Sometimes I didn't write down the extra chapters, but overall, it's not bad.

Let's start a simple bounty at the end of the month. Until the end of June, there will be one update for every 200 monthly votes, one update for every 10,000 donations, one update for every 100 blades, 10 updates for the "Happy Together" silver chest, and 20 updates for the "Happy Together" gold chest.

Of course, I have already saved the current data as a screenshot, and I will conduct a settlement when the time reaches July 1st.

And just in case you guys don't know, let me mention this again: it seems that Delta Force's red skin was persuaded to back down and they're giving away 9000 Delta Scrolls worth of gacha resources. In other words, they saved some money, so it's not bad.

Finally, just one more question: Does anyone know the Prison map well? I haven't watched many streams this month, so I don't know anything about the new map. How much tuition will I have to pay to master it next season? I feel like even 3v3 will be difficult next season.

Volume One: Chapter 113 Greed

"Underground?!"

Lemuen unconsciously rose a few decibels.

The Laterano underground is the final resting place of ancient sages; such a place is not an easy place for a foreigner like Han Fei to enter.

After a brief moment of surprise, Lemuen regained her composure, shook her head, looked at him with her signature tolerant smile, and said, "You've really given me a tough challenge."

"Yes."

Han Fei gave a wry smile. "I didn't want this either, but there's nothing I can do about it; it's beyond my control."

"That is indeed a bit difficult, but I will try my best to help you."

Lemuen remained firm in her decision. She gently patted Han Fei's hand, then changed the subject, "However, once we're down there, we can't just touch and look around like before, or the Pope will really be angry."

She still remembers how Han Fei acted as if he were back home on the streets of Laterano, opening manhole covers and rummaging through trash cans.

Doing this on the streets of Laterano is one thing, but if he does it again in the cathedral's basement, Lemuen doesn't know how to help him.

I understand what you mean.