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Ch151 - Please Be a Bit Nicer to Him
The little Devil hugged the bunny doll and was sleeping soundly.
Since he had entered this instance, this was the most peaceful sleep he has had. For the entire night, he wasn’t trapped in nightmares of the past or the future. Although there were fierce winds, pouring rain, thunder roaring, and flashes of lighting occasionally striking down from the white clouds outside the window and in the town, it didn’t affect his sleep.
A night without dreams.
Once morning came, the rising sun came from the east. The little Devil slowly woke up from his sleep.
His long, curved eyelashes hung down. They fluttered for a long time before he completely woke up.
He opened his eyes. A young man lay by his side with his head propped up and a pair of light pink eyes without a hint of drowsiness.
The large nightgown outlined the thin waist of the young man. Long white hair draped down around him. Spread out on the dark-colored bed, it was as if beautiful moonlight had been woven in.
The crisp and refreshing fragrance of pine wood on the other party’s body seemed to even permeate into his nose. It instantly raised one’s spirits.
The little Devil blinked his brown eyes and smiled widely, “Good morning, big brother.”
He wasn’t sure why, but his instincts told him that the Magician’s mode right now wasn’t the best.
The little Devil couldn’t help but recall what he did out of line yesterday night.
But he always had good posture when sleeping and was relatively peaceful. He maintained his original sleeping posture and at most would flip to the right or left. He definitely wouldn’t cross any boundaries.
After thinking for a second, the little Devil decided to first admit his wrongs, “Gege, did I disturb you yesterday night?”
Zong Jiu indifferently looked at him, the emotions in his voice indistinguishable, “What’s going on with the things on your back?”
The little boy’s body froze before he realized belatedly that his reaction was excessive. Thus, he subconsciously hugged the rabbit doll in his arms.
Last night, Zong Jiu saw the scars and the lines of sin that were so numerous they had become a black patch. He decided not to disturb the grass and alert the snake. Instead, he gently put down the candlestick and fell into deep thought.
Tn: It isn’t used literally here. The phrase “disturb the grass and alert the snake” is used to mean avoiding alerting the other party ahead of time. Normally, also it gives them time to plan or execute their plan while the other party is caught off guard.
The adult Devil always wore gloves on his hands.
He had white gloves and also black, tactical leather half gloves. Each pair covered his long and thin fingers.
Zong Jiu had also seen his hands after he took off his gloves. His fingers were covered with extremely ugly scars.
Those scars gradually overlapped with the scars on the little Devil’s back. They weren’t similar. They were exactly the same.
In addition, the scars were entwined by numerous and dense lines of sin.
Zong Jiu finally understood why he felt that something was not quite right when he stepped into this town.
The townsfolk were using their faith to make excessive demands.
Just because there was faith, it didn’t mean God would bestow his blessings upon the earth.
Whether it was splitting off the sin or purifying the sin, it was the little pope expending his own power.
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“You transferred the townsfolk’s sin onto yourself, right?”
The white-haired young man stared into his eyes. His pupils seemed to contain a spinning whirlpool, not allowing the person exchanging eye contact with him to escape.
The townsfolk only had to find the pope and confess to him. Then, the black lines on their body would disappear.
However, the little pope wasn’t Jesus Christ or God, who could forgive and absolve the sins of all beings. The sins he eliminated wouldn’t disappear. It would only be transferred onto himself.
Like the current little Devil.
Zong Jiu guessed that his ability wasn’t purifying. Rather, it was transferring.
……
Last night, a full-blown conflict erupted between the two trainee groups.
Anthony’s head hurt a lot.
Up to now, there hasn’t been a single trainee death in this instance.
However, no one knew how many trainees could survive after tomorrow’s Judgement Day.
He had already made enough preparations, but it was obvious. This instance wasn’t that simple.
The difficulty of completing the second main task was akin to ascending to the heavens. Even putting aside this instance’s ranking, other than that person, the only ones to truly destroy an instance were those from the collective instance for B-rank trainees.
However, last night when he talked with the Magician, the other had given a definite and positive answer. That made Anthony somewhat skeptical,
It wasn’t that he didn’t believe in him. Mainly, it was because the Magician was the same as him, an A-rank. Moreover, he hadn’t heard that the Magician had any super strong special props or abilities.
Could the Magician have opened something good from that S-rank blind box after he won the Halloween competition?
He had thought for an entire night. In the end, he decided to put his bet on the Magician.
They were unfamiliar with each other, and they even had conflicts in the past. He didn’t know why, but Anthony had blind trust in Zong Jiu right now.
If he had to say, it would probably be his instincts.
The half-vampire was full of energy that night. Today, he woke up early and planned to go upstairs and tell the Magician his intentions with Xu Su and Zhong Yiyuan. As a result, he ran into the white-haired young man coming down the stairs with a cold expression while holding onto the listless little pope with one hand.
“Morning, if there’s anything, let’s talk later.”
Zong Jiu nodded to them. His expression continued to be cold as he brought the little Devil to the cathedral.
“Your holiness the pope.”
“Good morning, your holiness.”
……
There was a rainstorm last night. The clergy were very understanding. They didn’t go upstairs and disturb them by knocking on the door. Instead, they let another cardinal preside over the morning prayer as usual.
At this moment, the morning prayer had only ended not long ago. Seeing the little pope who had come down, surprise appeared on everyone’s faces.
Everyone knew that the pope had trouble sleeping on stormy nights and usually wouldn’t wake up until noon. They didn’t expect a rare exception to happen today.
Zong Jiu didn’t talk and directly pulled the little Devil into the confessional. He pushed him to the other side and walked into the small room where the clergy listened to confessions.
“Now, confess to me.”
The little Devil rubbed his hair. After a moment of silence, he helplessly said, “It’s no use.”
The townsfolk could confess to the pope, but who should the pope confess to?
“Then answer my earlier question.”
Zong Jiu calmly said, “Did you transfer their sins onto yourself?”
That was inconceivable to Zong Jiu.
To be honest, whether it was the adult Devil or the little Devil, in Zong Jiu’s heart, he wasn’t the type of person to sacrifice himself to fulfill others, even if the little Devil was kind and cute.
After a long time passed, a muffled voice passed through the gap in the wall, “Yeah.”
“Why?”
“Ah… If I had to say, it’s probably because it is my reason for existing.”
The little Devil quietly said, “Actually, gege doesn’t need to worry too much. Didn’t I promise gege before that I would help you destroy this instance?”
The adult Devil would have never guessed. Not long ago, they declared war on each other at the highest point of the amusement park, yet the little Devil would run up to the Magician in this instance and beg for cooperation. More surprisingly, the latter agreed with pleasure.
If they wanted to destroy this instance, they had to bring back the adult Devil.
Zong Jiu had asked the little Devil before. The little Devil had said that there was only one way to bring back his adult form, which was to wait until Judgement Day.
Previously, Zong Jiu thought that Judgement Day might be the day when the instance’s restrictions are lifted. He didn’t expect that it was because the little Devil was burdened with so much sin.
“Gege doesn’t need to worry about me. If my adult form doesn’t come back, it’s not only you guys, but even with my instructor status, I would perish in this instance. Even without my ability, this body shoulders too much sin. It’s impossible to successfully pass Judgement Day.”
The little Devil lowered his head and gently caressed the rabbit doll’s long ear, Gege knows, right? The me that gege sees right now isn’t truly the six-year-old me. It’s because of the instance’s restrictions, causing my personality to stay at this period of time. Fundamentally, I’m still him.”
The white-haired young man straightened his back and frowned.
Indeed.
The little Devil he sees now wasn’t the Devil returning to six years old.
The six-year-old little Devil was already gone. Time couldn’t be reversed.
“So gege doesn’t have to feel guilty or burdened. I’m not going to be killed because I have to return to my adult form eventually.”
The little kid opposite him muttered something. It seemed to be, “Although I really don’t want to become like that.”
“So, just what did you experience after you were six?”
Zong Jiu repeated a question he had already asked long ago.
“Gege, are you sure you want to know?
The little Devil sighed, “I’m very willing to tell gege, but after I turn back to my adult form, my adult self will also have this memory.
“After all, besides me, the only people who know this secret are dead.”
Zong Jiu: “……”
With his phrasing, it was as if by not telling him, they won’t be mortal enemies after the Devil turns back to his adult self.
If Zong Jiu was scared of this, he wouldn’t have fought with the Devil all this time.
“So persistent ah.”
The little Devil lamented, “It’s really interesting if you think about it. The adult me is also very interested in this instance because this instance will also recreate gege’s past to a certain degree as well.”
Unexpectedly, the Devil not only failed to peek into Zong Jiu’s past, but he also screwed himself over.
The little boy sat upright in the center of the confessional room, his expression filled with struggle.
“If gege really wants to know, then come over here.”
“But before that, gege has to promise me one thing.”
“What?” Zong Jiu parted the curtain of the confessional and sat opposite the little Devil.
“Gege, crouch down.”
The little Devil’s clear hazel eyes were filled with hope as he looked at him. He could see straight through them.
The white-haired young man listened to his words and crouched down. His height matched the little Devil, who was sitting on the chair. Their line of sight was now aligned.
The little boy placed his hands on the Magician’s shoulder, raised his head, and looked at him seriously, “Although the future me is a heinous bad guy, a human scum, a big idiot, and a delirious madman, but gege…”
“Please be a bit nicer to him. Consider it a personal request from me for sharing this past with gege, okay?”
After saying this, the little Devil didn’t seem to want Zong Jiu’s answer.
He agilely leaned forward, gently kissed the young man’s forehead, and then pulled away instantly.
A second later, the Magician’s lean body softly fell forward, as if he had lost all his strength.
The weight of an adult was really too much for a six-year-old child to handle.
The little Devil struggled to catch the Magician, who had his eyes closed. For the first time, he wished he was in his adult form.
He really wanted to grow up. If he was his adult self, he could hold gege steadily.
He thought unhappily.