Pitiful Widower (27)

From a distance of more than ten meters, the three men's gazes were fixed directly on Xue Ci.

Lu Min was the first to notice that Xue Ci's expression was off. Before this, he had guessed that Xue Ci had a secret, so he easily accepted the fact that Xue Ci had a husband.

Moreover, the husband appears to be dead, so he's no longer a competitor.

He doesn't care.

He rushed over in a few strides and stuck a talisman on Xue Ci's body. "Was something bullying you just now?"

Xue Ci trembled from the bullying, his eyes brimming with tears. He was very grateful for Lu Min's help, but he was also afraid that the talisman would shatter Erland's body and soul.

He immediately asked Lucius anxiously, "Is Erland alright now?"

Lucius glanced at the ring. "It's already inside the ring; this container will protect its essence."

Xue Ci breathed a sigh of relief.

Instead of receiving a response, Xue Ci saw Lu Min's concerned expression towards her husband and looked disappointed, making him feel like a clown.

But he couldn't resist licking Xue Ci.

"Do you have a husband? Do you want to take him away? I can take you away; we can live together without any problems."

The remaining men all looked at Lu Min with disdain.

Love is filled with competition and possessiveness, especially since they are both men with good conditions and would want their partners to be faithful to them from beginning to end. Naturally, they would look down on Lu Min.

"You don't have to go to such lengths to lick his boots? What, you let him and his husband stay in your house, and you go there at night to eavesdrop, is that it?"

After mocking Lu Min, Fu Chengsi's sharp eyes returned to Xue Ci.

Xue Ci awkwardly hid the ring behind her back.

Qin Zhou was also anxious. "What exactly happened? Is your husband a ghost now? Even if we help you take him back, he can only continue to be a ghost, and he might never be able to get out."

He glanced at Lucius again, and their eyes met. They both knew exactly what the other was thinking about Xue Ci.

Who is he?

"Who are they?"

The simultaneous opening of the mouth made Xue Ci feel that this quiet cabin in the woods had become a gathering place for a battleground.

He awkwardly shrank back towards Lu Min, who was completely facing him.

Can I leave with Lu Min while still wearing the ring?

A large "NO" immediately appeared on the system panel.

[You need to get all three players to agree to take you out.]

This system is probably on the side of the main god, completely at odds with itself.

Aside from the three players who already knew he had a husband, Lucius's expression wasn't good either.

Vampires are a noble and intelligent race, and they realized almost instantly that these uninvited guests did not belong to this world.

A bloodthirsty urge arose.

He longed to hold Xue Ci in his arms, bite her hard, and complete their first embrace.

In that way, Xue Ci could be manipulated by his thoughts forever—he would get a wife who loved him and would not abandon him.

"So when you asked me if I could take Erland away, you meant leaving this place completely?"

His tone was icy, and his expression was like that of a large dog about to be abandoned by its owner.

Unfortunately, Xue Ci too busy to attend to everything.

His palm began to feel hot as he looked down at the ring; the gemstone shone with a luminous green light.

11 suddenly popped up to complain.

[This color matches my ex-husband so well.]

"..."

Xue Ci could sense the mournful voice emanating from Erland's soul.

With so many men complaining and questioning him, demanding an explanation, the scene was incredibly chaotic.

He couldn't afford to worry about that. If he tried to appease these men's anger with kisses, he would end up kissing them all until his lips were raw.

She chose to comfort her husband first.

To attempt to have a conversation with the other party.

[I only provoked these people because I wanted to save you. You're the only one in my heart, so please don't be angry with me.]

This tactic worked well; Erland's resentment wasn't as strong as before.

But he kept moving back and forth inside the ring. It's a bit pitiful that such a tall man is now trapped inside a small gemstone.

Xue Ci sympathized with him.

[If you behave well, I'll go and pet you right away.]

Where do you want me to touch you?

After he finished speaking, he realized that his words sounded a bit ambiguous, and just as he was about to correct himself, a voice whispered in his ear.

The icy air sent shivers down my spine.

[Touch them all.]

"..."

Xue Ci suddenly felt that the image of this noble vampire had collapsed.

He was dissatisfied: [...] and they held hands.

Erland acquiesced and made no further demands.

Despite it being a chaotic scene, Xue Ci chose to remain uninvolved, hiding in the cabin while still wearing the ring.

She deliberately used the excuse of saying goodbye to her husband to stay inside the house and not come out.

Unfortunately, I was hungry.

Around noon, Xue Ci reluctantly came out of the house.

Everyone stood outside with cold faces, their expressions suggesting they could devour him.

His shoulders were trembling, so he looked at Lu Min and said, "I'm hungry."

Lu Min somehow entered some code, and his group was instantly transported from the wooden house to the castle.

None of the NPCs in the castle were there, Xue Ci stood pitifully in the center of the living room, surrounded by four equally tall men.

He rubbed his empty stomach.

She might have thought she got pregnant by someone, but she had no idea who the father of the child was.

If they were a little bolder, they could indeed make this a reality.

--Right in front of that dead ex-husband in the ring, they'll get Xue Ci pregnant, make her faint, and in the end, she'll be pregnant without even realizing it.

Then either of them could be the child's father, except for this ex-husband.

They'd probably be green with envy.

Xue Ci was unaware of the unspoken thoughts among the men; if he had mind-reading abilities, he would have been too afraid to stand here alone.

He set off without eating breakfast in order to get there, and now he has low blood sugar; his pink lips are pale, and he looks listless.

I want to eat braised fish.

He whispered.

Of the group, only Fu Chengsi was the best cook. His gaze was fixed on Xue Ci, seemingly waiting for him to explain. Unfortunately, the stalemate didn't last long before he went to the kitchen to cook for Xue Ci with a cold face.

There were many people, so lunch was very plentiful.

After Xue Ci eating, she found that her progress bar had reached 95%.

The hidden quests are also 90% complete.

[You haven't uncovered the truth behind your husband's death yet, but this won't affect our overall progress bar; it will only reduce your score.]

Our gateway to the real world has always been open.

This is the right granted by the Virus Fragment.

Ke Xue Ci for the time being.

He desperately wanted to know why the mighty Erland had been wounded in the heart by a silver bullet.

He had a vague feeling that this matter was related to him.

Xue Ci needs to know the truth about Erland's death, just as he will try his best to find memories related to this Virus Fragment after returning to reality.

The progress bars for all three players have unknowingly reached 99%.

It seems everyone has resolved the incident in the castle; all that's left is to approach the location connecting the two worlds and leave.

But the men clearly had no intention of leaving early.

Because they all like me.

I won't leave unless you take me with you.

Xue Ci deeply at his own narcissistic thoughts. He shrank back in his chair, his face pressed against his bent knees.

The soft cheeks were squeezed out in a curve, making them look very cute and easy to pinch.

So innocent and harmless, yet she toyed with them like dogs.

They were all seething with hatred, their love unrequited, practically ready to rush up to Xue Ci and beg, "Can you give me some love, just for me?"

However, Xue Ci didn't seem to care about them.

When the young servant's marital history was exposed, he neither explained nor tried to please the servant; instead, he even had the leisure to go to the garden to pick flowers.

His face was more beautiful than a blooming rose.

Staring at that face, they forgave him so easily—and planned to take him away from there.

Including that deadbeat husband.

Since Joel wasn't around, Xue Ci decided to go to the rooftop to see Mrs. West.

Mrs. West looked unchanged and remained lying quietly in bed.

The room had no windows, and a musty smell of decaying old wood filled the air.

Xue Ci helped ventilate the room and changed Mrs. West's blankets before going downstairs.

The portrait and violin that used to hang in the stairwell are gone; Joel probably took them down and put them away.

With someone helping to wash the sheets, Xue Ci had nothing to do. Staying in the living room would subject her to stares, so she simply hid in her room.

He lay down on the pillow and began to talk to Erland.

Erland simply doesn't have a physical form; the two can communicate.

Xue Ci asked many questions about the past, and he slowly explained, "I think I have amnesia, but I'll remember slowly."

Erland is very gentle and patient.

The man remembered every detail of their past interactions.

only--

[Erland, how did you fall into this deep sleep?]

Erland was silent for a moment.

[I was accidentally ambushed by a werewolf.]

So there are werewolves in this world.

Xue Ci's eyes widened.

He wanted to know more details, but unfortunately, his eyelids suddenly became too heavy to keep open.

I don't even know what I dreamt about.

The handsome young man on the bed began kicking off the blankets, his two slender white legs rubbing against the sheets.

Her face flushed red, her lips parted, and she occasionally let out a whisper.

On her exposed belly, the colors of the patterns had become more vibrant.

It is already showing a tendency to spread to the limbs.

*

Downstairs, Lucius had not left.

He felt that if he left, he would be giving away the opportunity for nothing.

Perhaps he will never see Xue Ci again in his lifetime.

The thought of this possibility filled Lucius with a pang of heartache. He stood up, and suddenly a familiar voice came from above—

[Lucius, go upstairs.]

His brother still spoke in the same stern, commanding tone as before.

Lucius was no longer afraid of his opponent, after all, he now held a higher position within the vampire race.

[do what?]

He spoke in a cold voice, clearly treating his own brother as a rival in love.

Erland conjures a physical outline: [Go to Xue Ci's room.]

Lucius paused, his rebellious expression instantly vanishing.

The steps toward the second floor were hurried.

The remaining people, of course, wouldn't allow any competitor to be ahead of them in progress.

"Hey, what are you doing upstairs?"

"And what are you doing here? You should go home."

Lucius ignored them. Realizing that something was about to happen between him and Xue Ci, he set up a barrier at the bottom of the stairs.

Xue Ci's room door was opened a crack.

A faint light shone through.

It has a strong, intense aroma.

Lucius couldn't help but swallow hard; he already understood why Erland wanted him to come up here.

An impotent husband without a physical body can only choose a suitable, clean, and strong man for his wife.

He could see the desire and longing in Lucius's eyes, like a flame. He didn't even need to see Xue Ci's appearance; just smelling her scent made him tremble with excitement.

Erland really wanted to punch his younger brother hard.

His voice was cold. "[Can you?]"

Lucius, regaining his composure, replied somewhat awkwardly, "[Maybe.]"

He wasn't quite sure: [I know a little... I've seen you guys before.]

The black mist surrounding Erland was so thick that it couldn't dissipate.

So they'd been eyeing it for a long time.

The tall, aristocratic man was filled with resentment and suppressed anger.

[Go in first.]

Lucius's spine trembled with excitement.

He really wanted to drink blood.

Especially the fragrant blood.

Push open the door.

Previously, he could only stand outside the house.

Now, he stands inside the house and locks the door.

The old man who had been holding Xue Ci could only watch helplessly as he offered guidance from the sidelines.

Author's Note:

[doge][doge][doge]

Bill, who has no role, is even more of a pitiful dog.