Chapter 197
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Chapter 197: The Boy Quickly Looked Down
The rain was still falling, and the dark mist cleared a small area because of Lin Lin’s power.
Lin Lin and the orca in the darkness looked at each other, and the image of the young man met a moment from two hundred years later.
Even though everyone was in Demon King Castle, it was a bit strange that Lin Lin rarely had a real moment alone with Bulwo.
In Demon King Castle, with Safir and other races present, it was easier for Lin Lin to distinguish Bulwo from the lone hero of two hundred years later, giving her a sense of stability.
Now, meeting Bulwo alone outside Demon King Castle, although it feels wrong to say, Lin Lin is wary of him.
Bulwo is a friendly evil dog; he always looks cheerful and affectionate, but it is hard to tell when he might go wild and suddenly want to bite someone.
The shining magic wand in Lin Lin’s hand has not completely lost its glow, showing a clear, beautiful light in the dark night.
"Magic," Bulwo’s gaze is drawn to the faint light.
Lin Lin has noticed that even though Bulwo belongs to a race without any magic, he pays special attention to its movements; he seems different from the twin brothers Lin Lin knows.
Even the more lively brother among the twins cares only for living things and has no interest in the vague spells.
Lin Lin believes that even when with his fellow creatures, Bulwo likely wouldn’t find common ground.
"How did you get here? It’s not close to Demon King Castle," Bulwo asked, gently flipping his hair, droplets falling without leaving a trace on the orca’s body.
"Magic," Lin Lin answered honestly.
Light-type spells look brighter and more beautiful at night than other types of spells. Lin Lin opened her palm and showed Bulwo a small spell.
Purple petals bloomed in her hand.
Bulwo did not know that he had accidentally given Lin Lin the same flower twice.
Although Bulwo is a lone wolf, he likes flowers that are gathered in lovely bunches.
Just like real flowers, the layered petals piled together, wrapping from Lin Lin’s palm to her wrist.
Rainwater fell through the flowers onto Lin Lin’s palm, but it did not change their beauty.
Bulwo looked down at Lin Lin’s raised hand, and a hint of blue shone in his dark eyes.
The young man did not reach out to touch the bunch of flowers like Lin Lin thought he would. Instead, he leaned lower, and a cool touch brushed against the edge of his palm, with the sleek nose of a killer whale gently rubbing against Lin Lin’s hand.
Blinking became slow.
Lin Lin lowered her head slightly and gazed at the giant beast of the sea, which was almost hidden by the rain, showing its natural animal nature.
He was smelling this cluster of flowers.
Lin Lin had to admit this was a clever idea because it truly was a trick of light; she had simply made an ordinary ball of light look more beautiful.
"Nothing at all," Bulwo said, his cool breath brushing against Lin Lin’s palm.
"This is a decorative spell," Lin Lin tightened her fist, and the bright, colorful flowers slowly faded away.
Just a little trick; once again, Lin Lin confirmed that Orcs thought very differently from humans, and understanding each other was impossible.
But sometimes.
Bulwo straightened up again, his eyes becoming brighter than usual due to the interesting spell.
But sometimes, Lin Lin wondered what if, what if her one word was the missing piece?
Although she did not understand what Bulwo was seeking.
"Maybe you can spend more time with your family."
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Safir was worried. Although he tried to hide it, as a proud member of the Dragon race, Safir clearly had little experience in hiding his feelings.
Lin Lin knew what was bothering him. The demon realm was on the brink of collapse, the dark mist was restless, and his spell about time was stuck at a delicate point.
No matter how many times they explored, the boy from the demon race who absorbed the dark mist would become a sacrifice to time and completely merge with the land.
Yet Lin Lin, a being from the "future," firmly believed that the boy from the demon race had not died and had instead become the long-standing Demon King of Demon King Castle.
Safir hated being restricted by others, but when he knew he could do better, the Sapphire Dragon had to be restrained.
While the arrogant Dragon race scolded the boy from the demon race with high demands and insisted he should have the courage to take responsibility, the boy was holding onto Lin Lin’s arm, hiding behind the human woman.
When Lin Lin looked at Safir, she sensed his confusion, wondering, "Is the Demon King really like this?"
Lin Lin had to play peacemaker once again, saying kind words in front of Safir. After the angry Dragon race left, the classroom became quiet.
The boy from the demon race could not see this peace.
Once the door was closed, the boy suddenly showed a happy expression and handed Lin Lin a comb, asking her to take care of his soft long hair.
Lin Lin stood up and watched the boy sit on the chair, tilting his head up, waiting for her.
The window was open, and she could hear the sounds of the creatures outside. It seemed another place had been damaged and needed repairs.
The birds were chirping, the weather was warming up, and she could hear the faint sounds of insects.
The hair of the boy from the demon race was always very smooth and silky, thanks to both his good genes and hard work. Lin Lin had never seen anyone in the Demon King Castle spend so much time on their hair.
Well, Safir was excluded because he always scheduled time for others, and they wouldn’t dare to disturb him. Perhaps the Dragon race spent over an hour on it every day.
While Lin Lin brushed the boy’s hair, he happily hummed a song, completely uninterested in the damaged sky and the Demon King Castle outside.
Lin Lin had not paid much attention to this situation before, because whenever she met the boy, his full attention was always on her. Lin Lin naturally thought this was because he respected and adored her.
The wooden comb moved through his seaweed-like black hair, straightening the curls for a moment before they naturally curled again.
Lin Lin softly said, "The demon realm is getting worse."
"Yes," the boy said casually, playing with a long strand of hair that had fallen across his forehead. He was quite aware of what was happening in the demon realm.
In fact, no one knew better than him what was happening in the demon realm.
The shattered sky, the rough earth; those intense changes unfolded in the boy’s mind like a painting he could not see but could sense.
Sometimes he would tell Teacher Safir, and sometimes he would tell Lin Lin.
However, Lin Lin always showed a worried expression, so he decided not to mention those things to her anymore.
The scorching heat exploded in his mind, and the demon boy knew that another volcano had erupted.
He couldn’t see the volcano, but he could close his eyes and feel its heat and breath.
The earth trembled.
The people in Demon King Castle vaguely sensed that a new disaster had occurred far away.
His black hair tangled around his pale fingers, and the boy squinted like a cat, lifting his chin to nuzzle Lin Lin’s palm.
He saw Lin Lin looking out the window, where a thick black fog lay.
Is she watching? Is she looking at the direction of the volcano? Should he mimic a worried expression? Should he show signs of anxiety?
The boy’s eyes naturally revealed a look of worry.
He reached out and held Lin Lin’s fingers that were tangled in his black hair, and the touch brought him joy.
Then, the boy heard Lin Lin say, "I was just there last night, it was a close call."
The violet eyes widened suddenly, as surprise swallowed the perfectly fitting emotion, and the knuckles in the woman’s hand tightened.
As Lin Lin looked down, the boy quickly lowered his head, not allowing her to see his expression.
