Chapter 107
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Chapter 107: An Unfamiliar Visitor
Chaoyang gazed at her for a moment until Luo Di couldn’t resist asking, “…What are you looking at?”
“Nothing much,” he said with a smile. “It’s just that I find it a bit unexpected. You work for me, and I compensate you with the energy. That’s a fair deal dictated by our contract. You really shouldn’t feel obliged to thank me.”
“I’m not thanking you for your Wish Power.”
“Then what is it?” he asked curiously.
“I thanked you for giving me a choice from the very beginning.” The angel turned around, clasped her hands behind her back, and started walking again. “Though I can’t rule out that you might have had ulterior motives, but without that choice I wouldn’t have been able to achieve what I have today. As for Skull…” Her voice suddenly dropped several octaves, “…hand would remain nothing more than an idealistic organization.”
It was clear that both she and her cause had made significant progress.
Chaoyang fell into step with her. “Oh, so that’s what it was about? Isn’t it inevitable that, as long as you work with me, benefits will follow?”
“Hmph, I’ve seen plenty of these ‘big promises’—hardly any ever come to fruition,” Luo Di snorted lightly. “Don’t even think about turning me into your employee.”
“Oh, by the way, before joining me, didn’t you once bounce around to many places and join all sorts of ‘charitable’ organizations?” Chaoyang’s tone shifted with genuine interest. “How did you end up getting involved with those people?”
“Are you really interested, or are you just trying to mock me?”
Luo Di asked, her tone laced with keen perception.
“Does it matter?”
“Up to you. You can call me naive or foolish—I won’t hide the mistakes I’ve made.” She shrugged. “I was drawn in by their slogans, but once I joined, I discovered they had nothing beyond empty catchphrases. It took me a long time to learn the price of kindness. Still, those mistakes weren’t entirely in vain; without those years, I would never have met my current companions.”
There wasn’t even a hint of sarcasm left in her words.
“Are all angels like you?”
“How could they be? Every person’s life before awakening is different. How could we all become the same after awakening—” She trailed off suddenly before turning back with a hint of irritation. “Oh, demon, is this your roundabout way of calling me immature? But let me clarify, even before I met you, the elders’ code did mention that someone inclined toward goodness is more likely to awaken as an angel, while the opposite fate leads to becoming a demon. Besides, you haven’t told me about your past either—so that rule remains unrefuted!”
Uh… Chaoyang scratched his head, wondering what unforgivable misdeeds he must have committed in his childhood to qualify for awakening as a demon.
“Does tugging my desk mate’s braid to push her out of the seat count?”
“Of course!” Luo Di’s eyes lit up. “When I was little, I even helped old ladies cross the street! Hahaha… See, I told you—the elders’ Code really does make sense.”
Chaoyang couldn’t help but roll his eyes.
“So I’ve been pondering one possibility,” Luo Di continued, giggling for a while before pausing. “It’s about the information lost in translation—well, in written description, really. Tugging a classmate’s braid is definitely not as virtuous as helping old ladies cross the street. But as we mature, our minds evolve; and if you suddenly awaken with tremendous power at that stage, your earlier inclinations hardly serve as predictors of the choices you’ll make later. Unfortunately, these nuances are so detailed that they weren’t even mentioned in the Code.”
“So what you’re calling the elders’ Code is actually a book?” Chaoyang asked, exasperated. “Not something an angel mentor passed to you verbally?”
“Yes, this book is over 500 years old. I heard it was written by a wise Freemason of yore.”
Chaoyang nearly choked.
500 years? If this book were written in English, even the spelling of words and sentence structures would be remarkably different from what we use today!
“Then have you ever met any other angels?”
“Of course! But she… has been retired for many years now,” Luo Di muttered under her breath.
So angels really can retire when they get tired of their duties? Chaoyang’s expression said it all as skepticism was evident on his face
“Well, I’m not lying,” she said, tilting her head away. “And I can’t divulge any more details—you know, to prevent you from using that information for any shady business.”
“Alright… I’ll ask something else then,” Chaoyang replied without missing a beat. “If an angel goes through life without ever encountering a demon, does that mean they never die?”
“No. We don’t need to extract souls… err, I mean, ‘Wish Power,’” Luo Di quickly corrected herself with a sidelong glance at him. “As long as we don’t rely on our abilities, the little ‘Wish Power’ we gain upon awakening is enough for us to live out our natural lifespan. Everything I’ve done has nothing to do with the ‘Wish Power’, I simply did what I wanted to do. Of course… an angel can choose to burn out completely, using every ounce of Wish Power they have, but that can only happen once.”
What the hell? Chaoyang seethed inwardly. Why must demons expend their ‘Wish Power’ daily, facing death if they don’t replenish it? This is blatant discrimination!
Chaoyang felt deeply discontented.
“Speaking of ‘Wish Power’… have you already picked your next contract target yet?” Luo Di suddenly inquired.
“Not yet. Why do you ask?”
“I just want to remind you that idleness will only leave you empty-handed,” she said earnestly. “This contract of yours was very rewarding, but if you don’t sign the next one soon, you’ll lose your sense of direction.”
Chaoyang couldn’t help but feel that the times were indeed changing…
Now it seemed that angels were the ones urging demons to stop slacking off and get back to work.
“Let’s put that aside for now…” Chaoyang replied with a light laugh. However, he had to admit, Luo Di had a point; after suddenly acquiring such a massive amount of Wish Power, he no longer wished to spend his days wandering the streets, scavenging for mere scraps of energy like before.
As they continued their conversation, they arrived at Chaoyang’s temporary room. Just as he was about to push open the door, Luo Di suddenly stepped ahead, grabbing his hand.
“Shh—there are people inside,” she whispered urgently.
“Huh?” Chaoyang activated his spiritual sight but couldn’t peer through the wall or the wooden door to reveal the situation within. “Could it be cleaning nuns?”
“No..not just one—there are several. I’ll go in first,” Luo Di declared. As she spoke, a swirl of air gathered in her hand and, with a forceful push, the door swung open, unleashing a gust like a wild wind!
Yet no battle broke out.
The angel remained on guard, shaking her head at Chaoyang.
This gesture clearly meant that she wasn’t entirely sure what was going on either.
Seeing no obvious danger, Chaoyang cautiously stepped into the room.
Inside, he discovered three unexpected individuals. Leading the group was a woman with striking gray-white hair cascading down her back. White markings along her shoulders and her brown skin indicated her Nepheid identity. Yet unlike other Nepheids, her ears were unusually slender and pointed—almost elfin in appearance—and on each cheek, a tiny, shimmering scale rested like a delicate tear-shaped mark.
Behind her knelt two masked men, each with a short knife hanging from his waist, looking unmistakably like her bodyguards. One was clearly a Nepheid as well, while the other appeared to be an ordinary human.
All three were kneeling on the floor, facing a wooden chest placed before them.
Chaoyang immediately understood the situation—no wonder Luo Di hadn’t attacked. Although these guests had arrived uninvited, their upright posture on the floor indicated they weren’t there to harm anyone. However, they weren’t occupying just any room either; they’d chosen this particular one, their purpose unmistakably clear.
“This room is far too small—there aren’t even enough chairs. It must have been inconvenient for you to wait for me. What brings you here?” Chaoyang asked lightly, feigning nonchalance.