# 912
Chapter 913: Listening
Half an hour later.
Lin Qiye stared at the mountain of skewers piled up in front of Jialan, speechless.
"Little girl, do you want more?"
Merlin smiled at Jialan as he reached into the magic array and grabbed, and several more plates of lamb appeared on the table. He stood there in a chef's uniform, and in Jialan's eyes, that tall and dignified figure no longer seemed like the great God of Magic, but rather the Food God who governed the culinary arts of the mortal world.
"I really can't eat any more." Jialan sat on the ground contentedly, rubbing her round belly and letting out a long sigh of relief.
Merlin glanced up at the crimson moon and waved his hand to dismiss the grill and chef's uniform, donning once again the deep blue magical robe. He turned to the two of them and said:
"It's getting late. Rest here tonight."
Hearing this, Lin Qiye froze.
He looked up at the Chaos-filled sky, where there was no distinction between day and night, and asked doubtfully, "Sir Merlin, we don't need to rest..."
From the time they entered Takamagahara until now, only six or seven hours had passed. Before that, they had already rested enough inside the，化鲸's belly, and after arriving here, they had been riding in a carriage the whole time, so there was absolutely no fatigue to speak of.
"No, you need to rest." Merlin's tone brooked no argument. "When you wake up, you shall receive the gift I've prepared for you... You must bring your mental state to its peak."
Lin Qiye pondered this, but his curiosity only grew stronger. "Sir Merlin, what exactly is the gift you've prepared for me?"
"You'll know tomorrow."
Merlin raised his magical staff and gently struck the ground. A dazzling magic array instantly unfurled, and after a moment, the earth beneath their feet began to flow like water, rising into the air and intertwining to form a simple palace.
This palace was far simpler than those in Takamagahara, but it was more than enough to accommodate three people. From the windows of the palace, warm lights streamed out, and inside there were sofas, beds, carpets, and even a candlelit long table set with Western-style tableware.
Lin Qiye's mouth hung open involuntarily...
This ability far surpassed that Fatty's [Freedom Space]—it was absolutely an essential skill for travel!
"Three rooms, one for each person... Of course, if you two wish to share a room, I can pretend I didn't see anything." Merlin's gaze swept across the two of them, a hint of amusement tugging at the corner of his mouth. Without looking back, he walked into the palace and entered the rightmost room.
Lin Qiye stood outside the palace, cleared his throat, and was just about to turn and say something to Jialan when the latter had already run back into the central room with a flushed face.
Bang—!
Jialan slammed the door shut hard.
Seeing this, Lin Qiye exhaled slightly, but for some reason, an inexplicable sense of loss lingered in his heart...
He shook off the tangled thoughts in his mind, strode forward, and headed straight for the leftmost room.
Before he could close the door, a sound echoed as the central room's door suddenly burst open. Jialan rushed out clutching a bedding, sprinting directly into Lin Qiye's room at full speed.
Lin Qiye stood at the doorway, feeling a blue shadow flash past, followed by a waft of fragrance filling his nostrils. He stood frozen in bewilderment.
After a long while, he finally snapped back to reality and turned to look at Jialan, who was standing by the bed holding the bedding. Just as he was about to say something...
"Don't misunderstand!" Jialan clutched the bedding, her cheeks flushed red. "I... I just can't sleep alone in a place full of severed limbs and corpses... You take the bed, I'll sleep on the floor. I won't disturb your rest!
Don't... don't kick me out..."
Jialan's voice grew quieter and quieter as she turned her face to the side, her cheeks as red as ripe apples.
Lin Qiye looked at Jialan's flickering eyes and helplessly smiled. He walked up to her and reached out to take the bedding from her hands.
Seeing this, Jialan slightly lowered her head, her lips unconsciously pressing together, her face full of disappointment.
Just then, Lin Qiye's voice came through.
"You take the bed..."
Lin Qiye pointed to the floor by the bed. "I'll sleep on the ground."
...
"Youth is truly wonderful..."
Inside the room, Merlin, draped in his deep blue robe, sat cross-legged on the bed and sighed with a smile.
At that moment, a strand of crimson light climbed his left eye, and the suppressed murmuring whispers surged into his mind like a tide. His brow furrowed!
He didn't use psychic magic to suppress the madness in his heart. Instead, he clenched his fists tightly, took a deep breath, and a few star trails flickered in his profound right eye.
The light of the crimson moon poured through the window, bathing Merlin's deep blue robe in a blood-tinged hue...
He sat there quietly, slightly tilting his head, as if listening to something.
...
Great Xia.
Beneath a sky of azure blue, a yellow-clothed figure rode an electric scooter, leisurely gliding through the clouds.
A golden light shot upward from the ground toward the sky, wobbling unsteadily behind the scooter. Then, a voice shouted from behind.
"Mr. Lu!! Stop for a moment!"
Lu Wuwei, who had been humming a little tune, froze in surprise and looked back. Behind him, on a sword shadow condensed from golden light, stood four people and a coffin in a cramped pile. The sword shadow shook up and down in the air, as if it might fall at any moment.
The weight of five people was absolutely overloaded for [Yaoguang]. If it weren't for Baili Pangpang gritting his teeth and persisting with spiritual power, this sword would never have been able to fly this high.
"Who are you..." Lu Wuwei asked curiously.
"Mr. Lu, we are the Fifth Special Squad of the Great Xia Night Watch. I am Vice-Captain An Qingyu." An Qingyu carried the coffin on her back and calmly stood at the very front.
"[Nightfall]? I know about you."
Lu Wuwei slowed his electric scooter, making it easier for Baili Pangpang behind him to keep up, and continued asking, "What do you want from me?"
"We'd like to ask you to find someone." An Qingyu spoke solemnly.
"Who?"
"Lin Qiye."
Lu Wuwei: ...
Lu Wuwei sighed and took the ticket that Zuo Qing had given him from his chest. "This time, I've taken a commission from Zuo Qing to find him."
Upon hearing this, everyone on [Yaoguang]'s eyes immediately lit up!
If Lu Wuwei could find Lin Qiye, it meant that An Qingyu's guess had been correct—Lin Qiye and Jialan were both still alive!
"We're going with you!" Baili Pangpang said immediately.
Lu Wuwei shook his head. "Where it will finally lead, not even I know. It's too dangerous for you to follow me. Go back and wait for my news."