Chapter 192
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Chapter 192: A Gift
The demon race boy was very happy, although Lin Lin didn’t understand what exactly made him so joyful.
"It’s a gift! My gift!" The boy held the book high above his head, looking very pleased, "My gift is waiting for me!"
"You are waiting for a gift," Lin Lin corrected his usage of words, "and it’s a gift from two hundred years in the future, so you don’t need to be this excited about it."
Even though she didn’t want to dampen his spirits, Lin Lin always felt that the person he was waiting to see in two hundred years was her, which gave her a strange sense of shame and unworthiness.
Lin Lin was actually a little worried that he would be disappointed.
Two hundred years, as a human, Lin Lin did not have that sense of time. She could not imagine what it feels like to wait for someone for two hundred years.
And.
Lin Lin’s gaze landed on the happy young boy from the demon race before her; his fluffy curly hair bounced with his light steps.
Moreover, the boy in front of her was actually younger than she was. Although Your Majesty the Demon King might live for thousands of years in the future, at this moment, he was just a young boy who had not yet experienced long ages.
His understanding of time was clearer than Lin Lin’s, who belonged to a short-lived species. For him, a year or two must feel like a very long time.
After Lin Lin mentioned "the gift after two hundred years," the demon race boy did not feel discouraged at all; instead, he continued to joyfully hold up his book.
"Two hundred years, two hundred years~!"
Lin Lin gazed at the happy little sheep and continued to ask, "You still don’t know what the gift is, do you? What if it’s an apple?"
What if your gift is something very ordinary, something you could easily get even now? Would you still be so happy?
The Demon King likes apples, but he prefers sweet apple pie even more.
After Lin Lin spoke, the demon youth was taken aback; it seemed he had never considered that the gift could be an apple.
The book the Demon King held returned to his chest, and his violet eyes looked at Lin Lin, seriously thinking about this possibility.
Lin Lin crossed her arms, giving him a quiet space to think.
Look, this guy is so carefree because he doesn’t think too much. If he thinks a little harder, he would realize the uncertainty of this "future gift."
For some reason, seeing the little lamb king like this made Lin Lin feel a bit more at ease.
Two hundred years of waiting sounds far too long.
Lin Lin softened her gaze on the demon youth, searching for signs of the future after two hundred years.
Then, she saw the youth lift the book in his hands again; having finished his thoughts, he returned to his happy self.
"The apple from two hundred years later! It is my apple!"
He held up the book high, as if he was lifting an apple that didn’t exist, and happily walked forward.
Lin Lin’s lips were curved in a fixed smile as she watched the boy’s back, and in that moment, she didn’t even know how to respond.
Although she was indeed his emotional teacher at that moment.
She should have realized it earlier; this guy is someone who would be happy to get photos from outside and would cheer for a cheap chain bought from a souvenir shop.
An apple from two hundred years later, books, silver coins, flowers. No matter what it is, he would be very happy.
His joy made her feel like a fool.
Lin Lin stopped in her tracks, watching the boy step forward, with the sunshine shining on him from behind.
Soon he would wear a grand, fur-collared cloak, standing at the top of the Demon King Castle.
The boy suddenly stopped in his tracks.
The demon boy, who was floating ahead, turned around and looked at Lin Lin.
Unlike humans, demons have more sensitive senses, and he could tell that the human girl behind him had stopped, facing Lin Lin’s gaze, a hint of confusion sparkled in the boy’s violet eyes.
Lin Lin looked at him but did not walk towards him as he had hoped.
The boy hugged his book and ran quickly in front of her, generously telling her.
"I’ll share my gift with you; it’s an apple for both of us."
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Indeed, it wouldn’t do to clash with the teacher. Even though Lin Lin had secretly complained about Safir many times, she still had to act as if nothing had happened when she came to class.
Safir was clearly the same way.
The meticulous Dragon glanced coldly at the two students, hung a map of the Northern Kingdom on the stand, and marked the central city of the Northern Kingdom.
San Marco City.
It was so familiar that Lin Lin even feared others might notice something in her reaction.
Safir made a big red cross on it, "Very dangerous and unlucky, but human life is short, so we can just outlast the big Bishop."
Lin Lin: …
It seemed like she heard something that would embarrass the Demon King Castle.
How strong is this big Bishop! The Demon King Castle has been quiet for over two hundred years to wear the other side down, hasn’t it?
So embarrassing! Really so embarrassing!
Whether facing it directly or using schemes, nothing is as embarrassing as this. This is totally the behavior of a coward hiding at home and afraid to go out!
"Excuse me," Lin Lin raised her hand, "Is this great Bishop really that powerful? Can he even defeat Teacher Safir?"
Lin Lin, feeling frustrated with Safir, boldly asked a question she would normally never dare to.
Lin Lin and Safir’s eyes met, and for once, they saw each other’s deep and complex expressions.
Safir paused for two seconds and then slowly spoke, "…That guy wants to change me."
Lin Lin noticed that Safir hesitated when he said the word "change."
The dragon race showed clear disgust, even more so than when dealing with Bulwo.
Oh… even though she didn’t see the exact scene, Lin Lin sharply understood where the key point was.
Safir felt sickened; being a dragon who lived independently, he hated the closeness of others and their strange concern.
Lin Lin showed a sympathetic expression.
As expected from a great Bishop of the war era, he could even tame a dragon with love, although he failed.
Lin Lin’s sympathy lasted only two seconds before she heard Teacher Safir’s calm voice; he had returned to his usual self, "Do you all remember the map now? Draw it by yourself."
Lin Lin began to reflect on whether her compassion was too excessive.
However, learning a technique to counter Safir was still very good. Lin Lin thought she could also follow the great Bishop’s example to annoy Safir a little.
"Teacher Safir," Lin Lin expressed her sudden concern, "this class has been going for an hour and a half. Do you need a break? You’ve been coming early and leaving late lately, and it worries me a lot."
The Sapphire Dragon paused for two seconds, "Okay, I shouldn’t expect too much from you. Just read your books."
Lin Lin: … Has his mood gotten better?
