Chapter 121

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Chapter 121: Not Really

Lin Lin, you can’t think about making money just because there is a fool standing next to you!

Lin Lin, you must be a kind person! A person with morals!

"This set of porcelain is also very beautiful," Lin Lin said.

The witch, who had originally looked cold and elegant sitting in her seat smoking, stood up and revealed a very sunny smile, happily packing one item after another.

It turns out that the love for money does not depend on race; even a seemingly aloof witch can bend for it.

If you think about it, the true underground race, Dark Elves, also have a great fondness for money.

Everything Lin Lin had looked at was piled up to be packed by Norman, until the witch had three big bags full of items.

Lin Lin looked at the Knight Commander, "… You can have these; they are all very practical items."

Lin Lin’s words were true; she had used many useful things in the Demon King Castle already.

Norman showed a touched expression, "I didn’t expect you to be so thoughtful."

Lin Lin felt mixed emotions. She felt like a sneaky character in a store tricking a big spender into paying for things.

Lin Lin, "I just made a recommendation, but I won’t buy it for you."

The Knight Commander looked even more moved, "You actually thought about spending money on me."

What is wrong with this person! Don’t be so easily fooled! The tea-selling girl would make a fortune from you!

Lin Lin heard the witch clapping behind her; she had completely turned Lin Lin into a clever character, and even the way she looked at Lin Lin became filled with admiration.

While Lin Lin was sulking, the milk tea Norman was holding fell into her hands, and she puffed up her cheeks to take a big sip.

Norman happily paid the witch and told her to deliver the items to the Ferguson family tomorrow.

The witch secretly gave the girl a thumbs up as Lin Lin and the others left; indeed, young people today are capable.

Lin Lin felt an unexplainable sense of weakness and took a big sip of her milk tea.

Although it was a very popular place, the taste was just okay, and even a bit too sweet; it seemed to suit someone like the Demon King, who eats honey straight.

Lin Lin’s greatest praise for desserts is that they should not be too sweet.

Thinking this, Lin Lin noticed Norman’s arm reaching out to her.

Lin Lin looked up, unsure of what Norman’s gesture meant.

"There are too many people here; you can hold onto my arm," Norman said.

Lin Lin reached out and held onto the Knight Commander’s arm near the wrist; his arm was not small enough for her to grip with just one hand, and it felt a bit hard because of his strong bones.

It felt a bit awkward; Lin Lin often held hands with Caligo while walking.

Maybe because of this habit, the knight order happily believed that the two of them had a certain degree of kinship.

Lin Lin glanced at the Knight Commander’s naturally drooping hand.

In crowded places, there are always kind people, and even though Norman was wearing a mask, some still recognized him and hoped to receive the Holy Knight Commander’s blessing.

Children would touch their foreheads and faces, while adults would shake hands.

Norman was very skilled at this whole process, and his expression was perfectly managed, showing no signs of displeasure at all.

How impressive, Lin Lin sincerely admired.

If she never had a vacation, and when she returned from work she still had to deal with these things in her personal time, she feared she would just run away to another place.

Until the crowd gradually dispersed, even the smiling Knight Commander could not help but let out a quiet sigh of relief. He gestured for Lin Lin to hold onto his arm as they made their way to a quiet street away from the crowd.

Finally reaching the quiet street.

The Knight Commander took off his mask and breathed in the fresh air.

Lin Lin stood next to him, gazing at his handsome face in the moonlight.

This scene reminded Lin Lin of the first time she met Norman. Back then, she was encouraged by Felix to join a beer contest at a tavern and won first place. When she left alone, she looked up and saw a Paladin riding a horse.

The moonlight covered him in a glow.

Now, Lin Lin tilted her head to observe his jawline, feeling a bit nostalgic.

Just as the Knight Commander put away his mask, he saw Lin Lin looking up at him.

"What are you thinking about?" the Knight Commander asked.

"You should treat me like an adult," Lin Lin said seriously, "because my mind is just like an adult’s."

Norman let out a light laugh, "That’s something every child thinks, right? Are you worried that the blessing just now was a bit unusual?"

Norman reached out his hand to Lin Lin.

In the process, Lin Lin was supposed to reach out her hand first, and then the clergy would gently hold her hand and bless her future life.

But Lin Lin didn’t have that understanding; he only saw Norman shake hands with every adult.

Lin Lin looked down.

Norman tilted his head slightly; his hand was still in the air, unsure of what Lin Lin was hesitating about.

But having someone stare at his hand felt a little strange.

Well, Knight Commander thought with some disappointment, Lin Lin doesn’t believe in the God of Light, so maybe she doesn’t want his blessing.

Just as the Knight Commander was about to pull back his hand, the girl reached out and held it.

It was so sudden.

When the soft, warm palm covered Knight Commander’s hand, Norman struggled helplessly for a moment, and his much larger hand than Lin Lin’s slightly pulled back.

Uncomfortable, very uncomfortable.

Norman couldn’t explain where this discomfort came from.

Shaking hands with believers was a process he was very familiar with, so he wouldn’t be afraid to shake hands with a little girl.

The young man hesitated for a moment and gently pulled his hand back again.

It didn’t work; this action instead caught the other person’s attention.

The girl opened her deep brown eyes, and his reflection shimmered in her syrupy pupils, "Norman?"

She was very confused.

"I should be the one to shake your hand," Norman began, avoiding the girl’s gaze, "now it’s the other way… it feels like you are blessing me."

"Oh," Lin Lin lowered her head, still not holding the Knight Commander’s hand completely, just like she couldn’t grip his wrist tightly, "I wish you all the best in your days ahead."

Then, Lin Lin willingly let go of his hand.

She indeed made a blessing gesture towards the Holy Knight Commander.

The Knight Commander’s bright blue eyes fluttered slightly, and he tucked the hand that had just received Lin Lin’s blessing behind his back, as if guarding against her touching him again.

Lin Lin suddenly realized, "My blessing doesn’t count."

Not only does it not count, but perhaps her blessing as a witch could be quite unlucky? Lin Lin wondered.

"It’s not that," Norman looked at the moon, "I’m just feeling a bit uneasy."

Honesty is a virtue that every believer of the God of Light should possess.

Lin Lin raised her eyes, not looking at Norman, but at the other side of the intersection.

A short boy, wearing an eye patch on one side, walked past with his head down.

Although his face was hard to see, the one-eyed eye patch was a look Lin Lin found very familiar. She had been outside for a long time and had not seen anyone else dressed like that.

Sandy, the human hero, was leading Sharon away from the boy who was taking part in the so-called Holy Maiden selection.

Is that him? If it really is him, why is he here?

Lin Lin was a bit surprised.

She looked away and saw Knight Commander was also looking in the same direction as her.

Norman frowned slightly.

"It’s getting a bit late," Norman said, "I need to take you back."

"Okay," Lin Lin replied, still looking in the direction where the boy had disappeared.

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Lin Lin’s view of San Marco City was completely shattered.

It’s so ordinary; I thought the temple would shine with colorful lights.

"Please do not have unrealistic expectations of the sanctuary," the Knight Commander said.

Lin Lin shrugged.

The area in front of the temple is open to the public, while the area behind is for internal management.

Lin Lin and the others followed the Knight Commander and easily entered the heart of the temple.

Lin Lin looked around the temple, noticing its clean beauty; perhaps the followers of the God of Light seek this kind of pure aesthetic.

Norman walked with his head held high, full of confidence.

The door of the great Bishop was dark red, with intricate patterns covering it. Lin Lin recognized that there were shapes of the sun among them.

Norman reached out and knocked on the door, "Your Excellency the Bishop, I made an appointment to meet yesterday."

After a moment, an old voice came from inside the room, "I already replied yesterday. Both priests are resting due to illness, and many matters need to be postponed."

Huh? Lin Lin and Caligo exchanged glances, surprised to receive such a response.

The golden-haired Knight Commander showed a brilliant smile; he completely ignored the great Bishop’s refusal and turned the door handle.

"Sorry, I have brought my friends," Norman said firmly as he opened the door. "Because I care a lot about appearances, it would be embarrassing not to fulfill my friends’ wishes, so I had to interrupt."

This was not an ordinary door; golden energy flowed from Norman’s fingertips, and the door glowed faintly with gold.

The sun on the dark red door was filled with gold, and Norman easily pushed the door open.

The moment Norman opened the door, Lin Lin heard a severe coughing sound from inside the room.

Lin Lin quickly took out masks from her pocket and gave one to Caligo and one to Royvald.

Caligo felt like he was the one spreading germs, and there was no illness worse than the one he had, but out of obedience, he still put on the mask.

Lin Lin had also offered Norman a mask, but he casually waved it away, refusing her kindness, "Don’t worry, I won’t spread anything; it’s just a common old person’s illness."

Ah… that explanation sounds even worse.

Sure enough, the big Bishop’s cough was much more intense.

Lin Lin successfully met the oldest man with the most power in the sanctuary.

How can I say… he’s an old man.

Although he certainly looked thin and imposing, he is still an old man.

If this old man were thrown into a sea of old men, it would be hard for someone as clueless as Lin Lin to tell the big Bishop apart from the other old men.

Lin Lin hesitated about whether to pour some tea for the coughing Bishop, when she saw the Bishop’s trembling hand pouring water for himself. He drank it, and the cough finally stopped.

How painful! It’s so painful!

Lin Lin widened her eyes, not knowing why a sad background music began to play in her ears for the Bishop in his holy white robe.

Among everyone, the Holy Knight Commander, who should care the most for the Bishop’s health, pointed firmly at the Moon Elf and said, "He wants to see the Holy Maiden."

Lin Lin quickly realized that the sad background music she heard was not imagined in her mind, but was being played by the Moon Elf, who had taken a lute and was playing coldly for the Bishop.

This guy brings music everywhere he goes!

And every time, the music fits so well!

The Bishop started to cough again!