Chapter 65
Blood soaked his trousers, and I saw cold sweat dripping down Reynold's pale forehead.
--This makes me incredibly angry! This anger has many causes, so much so that I can't sort them out for a while. I can only barely suppress the restless spirits in my mind. After leaving the bunker... even while I was still in the bunker, I probably rarely felt this intense anger.
Mel wrapped his arm around my waist and held my right hand with his other hand. Since he was standing to my left and I was holding a little elf in my left arm, when Mel hugged her like that, Ruiduo seemed to murmur in her sleepy state, then turned her head to rub against me, then let go of my hair and grabbed Mel's hair instead, and continued to sleep.
He looked at me, and I looked back at him. In his gaze, I slowly felt a calming comfort. I took two deep breaths and slowly exhaled, feeling that the intense murderous urge in my mind was not so restless anymore. I leaned closer to Mel somewhat uneasily, and he kissed my earlobe.
"I made a mistake too," Mel suddenly said. "After all, I told you with certainty at the beginning that no one would try to take advantage of Reynold."
I didn't say anything... so Mel gently touched my forehead with his lips again. His kiss was devoid of any romantic emotion; it was purely to soothe me. Unfortunately... I felt a burning sensation on my face, as if someone had actually put a giant fireball on my face.
"Do they think the whole world is full of idiots?" Moli suddenly said. "The Dawn Alliance isn't some stupid alliance. They're spouting these melodramatic lines live on air worldwide, yet they're too ashamed to show their faces. Everyone knows it can't really be the Dawn Alliance; it's definitely a third-party frame-up. Otherwise, their IQ would probably be the same as a goblin's!"
I looked at Moli in astonishment...
Even Moli couldn't stand this line...
After that, the signal dropped. I couldn't tell if the thugs dropped the signal themselves or if the TV station managed to restore it in time. The soap opera resumed its dry, unresponsive performance on the screen, but we weren't really interested in watching it. I thought Reynold wouldn't die anytime soon; it was obvious the stab wound hadn't hit any vital organs.
Therefore, the criminals will likely use Reynold to do some further harm, so there's no need to worry too much about damaging him for now, nor is there any need to consider which floor of the mage tower Reynold should clean.
But my reaction to this was stronger than I expected. The image of Reynold being stabbed instantly enraged me, and it wasn't until now that Mel had managed to calm me down. If at first I was annoyed by my own lack of foresight, now... I care about Reynold a little more than I thought.
There's nothing wrong with admitting it. We've been together for so long. If I could just turn around and watch Reynold dismember me without batting an eye, then I should call Mel to Hellfire, so I don't end up becoming a high-profile, cold-blooded demon king someday.
I am worried and anxious about Reynold's situation. After all, his magic is so weak and he can't withstand much abuse. Moreover, the kidnappers who kidnapped him were much more ruthless than when they kidnapped the apprentices. Perhaps this time, the action was for the purpose of demonstration. After all, tormenting the Speaker of the Federation's Magic Council in the public media would have many effects that I, a simple mage, could not have imagined.
And I also don't understand why, time and again, some people keep repeating the same mistakes. During the long and despairing "Dark Ages," the traditions of knights and mages declined, temples Temple nearly collapsed, and excessively advanced technology made people's lives chaotic and disorderly. Child laborers often died of overwork on factory assembly lines due to excessive pressure. How much effort did humanity ultimately have to put in to escape that darkness... until everything returned to balance, and ancient magic and modern technology merged again, but there are always some fanatics who refuse to learn from their mistakes.
Living peacefully under the sun is such a wonderful thing, yet there are always people who are never satisfied.
So all these emotions got mixed up, making me a little too agitated.
"Xipei," Mel squeezed my hand, "Don't worry, we'll get him back."
I snapped out of my reverie and subconsciously glanced at Mel. Seeing his resolute expression, a thought suddenly struck me—I felt like teasing him. So I deliberately said, "But that's Reynold, Mel. Are you really willing to help me save him?"
I had barely uttered a word when Mel's face fell. He couldn't take a joke at all; his face darkened again, almost dark enough to teach the black-robed monk a lesson, and he said indignantly, "Such a weak mage can be the council chairman... but--"
He turned his head and smiled again, even with a hint of smugness in his eyes. "Xipei, with me by your side, how could you possibly abandon me and be tricked away by Reynold again?"
His words made me laugh, so I turned my head away, carefully avoiding the sleeping Ruiduo, and kissed Mel's lips.
But at this moment, I feel like I can't say anything else.
No matter what, Mel is always there for me. He's willing to solve any problem with me, and I think there's probably no enemy in the world that the two of us together can't defeat. So what more could I ask for?
"Mel, I love you so much." That was all I could say in the end.
Author's Note: Tsk, the kidnappers finally helped poor Reynold escape his misery, but his ex-boyfriend and his "white moonlight" decide to snatch him back to continue torturing him... Hahaha, but speaking of which, Xixi's incredibly gentle and oblivious nature means she still doesn't dislike Reynold; she even retains some of the warmth she used to feel for him. Although it's no longer love, I think Reynold, while a bit of a jerk, isn't far from being a complete jerk to the point of needing to become enemies. So, Reynold, don't worry, Xixi and Mel will come to rescue you! Um... after their kiss, they immediately went...
[Reynold: No, let's not, I'm fine like this...] ← Reynold, give up the resistance. You're not even qualified to be a villain, you've completely become the mascot of this story... [Reynold protests: A man with a bunker isn't qualified to be a villain. He was killed off early and turned into a figurine, only appearing in flashbacks. It's normal that a weak mage like him can't be a villain.][By the way, someone guessed correctly before, the CP I wanted to pair with Reynold was -- hehe!]
... We were discussing a topic in the group today: when reading stories about magic, please don't look at them with a scientific eye. For example, to be serious, ask Moli and Anna, "Do they get their periods on time?"
Chapter 65
Mel's eyes flickered slightly, and then I couldn't pay attention to his gaze anymore, because he grabbed the little Ruiduo by the collar, lifted her up, and shoved her into Anna's arms. The two elves wore the exact same bewildered expression, and then Mel was in my arms...
Then Mel lowered his head and kissed me, the movement so fluid and graceful, like his spellcasting, that I was starting to wonder if he had practiced.
Hmm...
... Great...
... I love kissing Mel the most...
I put my arm around Mel's shoulder. Everyone there was either family or insignificant dwarves. We'd already worked so hard, and after a short rest, we'd have to go back to rescuing people... so of course we had to make the most of this brief respite...
Splash--
Mel and I were startled and immediately separated. The two Absolute Protection landed around us and the apprentices respectively, but then a series of eerie gasps filled the air...
We instinctively raised our hands to wipe our mouths, but this action seemed to elicit even bigger gasps, and... where was someone taking pictures?
I instinctively channeled my Magic Power without even chanting a spell, and a few small, clattering explosions and screams echoed from afar—even a camera feels pretty much the same as a cell phone when it explodes, and I'm quite experienced now, so I definitely won't hurt the camera's owner.
We saw that the base's buildings had been pierced by skylights, revealing rows of gun barrels. However, what was even more striking next to the gun barrels was a large group of panicked faces. Among this diverse group of faces, two incongruous female faces appeared...