Stop, I'm about to become a boss!

Chapter 138 Resting Time for Warlocks and Knights
There is no doubt about the power of red lotus magic, and there is no need to say how well it fits with Linton, but there is no such thing as a perfect thing in the world.

Linton has already minimized the maximum side effects of the red lotus magic through his own speciality, but there is one thing he subconsciously ignored.

magic power.

If converted according to data, magic power is also related to intelligence.

It can be said that Linton is now almost arrogant to the intelligence of all players of the same level. Logically speaking, there should be no shortage of mana, but that is based on the fact that the magic and martial skills he possesses match his current level.

Red lotus magic is legendary level magic. Even though the level is only one level now, its demand for magic power is far from what Linton can bear now, let alone surpass himself and create a new form of expression.

If it weren't for good luck, [Abes' Compassion Authority] gave him twice the intelligence based on the original level, then he would never be able to successfully solve the "dung-eater" and [Corruption and Decay].

And when the buff effect ended, Linton really tasted the side effects brought about by the magic power overdraft.

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In the room, Linton and Iris stared at each other.

One was lying on the bed with wandering eyes, and the other was standing by the bed with his hands on his hips.

One's face was frighteningly pale, and the other's sullen little face was full of ridicule.

The two of them stared at each other for a while, neither of them spoke first.

However, Linton was a little uncomfortable with this atmosphere, so he blinked first.

Meaning: What's the matter, why don't you speak.

Iris also blinked: what do you want me to say.

Linton: If you don't tell me, how will I know what you're talking about.

Iris: You should know what I want to say even if I don't say it.

Linton: Well, I.
"Wrong." Iris interrupted him, put her hands on her hips and hugged her chest, squinting and smiling, "I just want to ask, what do you want to eat later."

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Iris ignored him and just said: "Mr. Victor has prepared a lot of ingredients for me, but you have been very busy these days and have no time to eat. Today is just right, neither of us can go out, so quickly put those Get rid of the food, otherwise it would be a pity if it breaks."

She counted with her fingers, "There are many types of dishes, but they are all specialties of the Molten Fire Kingdom. According to the recipe I know, I can only cook soup and porridge, and there are some cold dishes. So, what do you want to eat?"

As a former knight and now a puppet, Iris doesn't have too much free time. Naturally, it is impossible to learn the recipes of each country, and with limited tools, she can only cook some simple dishes.

However, although there were not many choices, Linton still fell into the difficulty of choosing.

"Forget porridge, you can choose." He scratched his face and said, "I don't have any taboos."

The biggest taboo may be that I don't like to eat dishes made by non-knight ladies in this world.

"I see."

Iris nodded and was about to turn around and leave when Linton suddenly stopped her: "Iris"

"What?" Miss Knight squinted at her, "Is it difficult for you to understand why I didn't ask you what happened, why you came back like this, and why you didn't take me with you?"

Linton choked.

Iris gave him a flabbergasted look, and persuaded him very maturely: "Sir, you are not a child anymore, don't you have a sense in your heart? Do you want me to teach you what to do and what not to do?" What did you do?"

"With your wisdom, you must understand these things, so what else do you need me to say." She shrugged, her eyes seemed to be teasing, "Is it possible that you really want me to care about you?"

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Linton's eyes were slightly embarrassed, as if he had been poked into his mind.

When a person gets used to the presence of another person, it is quite normal to find it difficult not to subconsciously seek her or his attention, good or bad.

But even so, it was a little embarrassing for the person involved to be caught and called directly.

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After Linton experienced the first embarrassment, he quickly realized what was going on.

Why is Iris's current behavior so similar to her previous self?
You say you don't care, but you really do care, right?
But after seeing that there was nothing serious about him, this concern turned into a joke of wanting to see his embarrassed expression.

This does not seem to be much different from the change in my original thought process.

Just, do you want to use his method to deal with him?

Glancing quietly at the girl's crimson ears, which were hidden with blond hair but not hidden, Linton called out again to stop Miss Knight.

"Iris."

"Huh?" Miss Knight's hasty pace stopped immediately, but she didn't turn her head back immediately, "What's the matter? If you just say that you want to hear that I care about you, then just say so. I, I am not no."

"Do not?"

"No"

Iris is dumb.

Although her mind has changed a lot recently, she still can't catch this kind of straight ball.

If the girl's shyness and reserve are too easy to let go, then the most alluring scenery in the world will be a little less.

Iris gritted her teeth and wanted to stomp her feet, regretting why she didn't run away immediately after teasing the bad guy, and then kept his embarrassed expression and used it to laugh at him later.

At this time, Linton spoke up.

"No, no." He seemed to react slowly, "You guessed wrong, Iris."

"Ah?" Iris was puzzled for a moment, turned around in doubt, and the blush on her face faded a bit.

"I want to say." Linton stretched his waist. "The weather is fine today, and it's rare for us to rest. Shall we go out for a stroll later?"

"I, we."

"Yes, us, two people."

"Shopping. Shopping."

Iris stuttered and couldn't utter the next word.

She is not a fool, how could she not know what it means for a man and a woman to go shopping hand in hand.

Isn't this just, date, date?

Linton, who didn't wait for Miss Knight's reply, continued: "I think about it, it seems that since we met, we have never gone shopping together, or looked at the scenery. Even if this happened, it was with a certain purpose. Therefore, while neither of us can do other things today, why don’t we take a vacation and go out for a walk.”

"Occasional rest is also conducive to the next effort."

Well, how is this so embarrassing? Iris nodded with a blushing face: "Yes, that's fine. If that's what you want."

"If you don't want to or have other things."

"I am going tocook!"

Iris interrupted his words forcefully, and then left the room in a hurry, leaving only one sentence that has not gone with the wind.

Linton laughed.

Today's victory.
Not yet.

"You asked me what dish I wanted to eat, but the last thing I served was fried rice."

On the small road behind the mountain, Linton leisurely strolled in the garden, turning his head to look at the girl next to him whose eyes were fixed on the horizon.

"Why is this?"

"Yes, why."

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"Hey, hey hey hey."

Iris just pretended to be stupid, and never admitted that it was because the fried rice was cooked and eaten quickly.

Probably because she was afraid that he would continue to ask, she spoke first.

"By the way, isn't it just for shopping? Why is it in the back mountain? I thought it was going to the city."

Linton smiled and said: "There is nothing to do in Lapa City now, and the passers-by on the road are all lazy. Although the novelty of the shops is quite good, I don't want to be closed for shopping. Get out for a reason but if you are."

"No no no."

Iris waved her hands again and again.

She doesn't really care whether it's a mountain or a city to visit, she only cares whether the person around her is the person she thinks of.

"The scenery here is not bad." Miss Knight stepped on light footsteps and looked into the distance.

Above the head is a washed blue canvas, and below is a huge city with thousands of lights; the white clouds are the fresh strokes of the gods, and the road is the outline of the world drawn by humans.

Every edge and corner contains its own unique taste.

After watching the scenery, Iris quietly glanced at the people around her.

She is not someone who will be fascinated by other people's looks, but she never gets tired of looking at the gentle brows and eyes of a man.

When this happens, there may be faint traction from the soul, but more often, it may be the long-term mutual companionship.

A young girl's mind can't define true liking, but she knows that she doesn't hate the next long journey with him.

"Speaking of Iris." Linton turned his head and looked at the girl's frightened side face. "It seems that we haven't known each other for too long."

"Ah? Eh!" Miss Knight nodded in a daze, "Really? Not long ago?"

Linton smiled and said, "The day I met you happened to be your birthday, and it's only early August, so it's only about four months away."

"Compared to the relationship between classmates, colleagues or friends, which is often calculated in units of years, the time we have known each other is indeed very short."

"Eh??"

Iris tilted her head.

She really didn't feel that way.

In her memory, the two walked together on the verge of life and death, farmed fields hand in hand, and even participated in activities to subvert state power.

Maybe it's because she has experienced too many things, making it difficult for her to record the time slipping away.

A person's life is very short, and what they experience is something that others can't imagine in a lifetime.

The width is too wide, so naturally you don't care about the length.

After a pause, Linton continued: "Ville told me that she once saw your future."

"Huh?" Iris was taken aback, "My future?"

"So, what did she see?"

"She said that she saw your future." Linton hesitated for a while, "No matter which world line, it will always be entangled with me."

"what?!"

Iris's IQ seems to have dropped a level, from 9 points to ⑨, as if she could only say "um, oh", without any other answers.

After being disconnected for a long time, she said stupidly, "Could it be that every time I meet you, I use that method."

Miss Knight's face collapsed, and she said bitterly: "Then I am too miserable."

Linton couldn't help laughing: "Probably not, maybe you are in a certain world line, and you didn't come back that day?"

"That's right, then tell me, if I don't come back, how will we meet."

Linton imagined such a picture.

If he didn't go to pick up Pasas's mission that day, or Iris didn't come back, then he should wait for the players to arrive in Blackwater Village, and then take them to level [-] before going to Farah Song get ready.

At that time, he may have saved enough gold coins to leave the Truth Society, and became one of the players who resisted the Truth Society. There is no possibility of going to the palace to participate in the banquet, so the most likely will only be when the truth will cause riots , as a member who assists the knights, shall we meet her?
"Maybe it was at that time that I was the hero who saved the beauty, or you were the hero who saved the hero, and then we got to know each other?" Linton guessed uncertainly.

"You? A hero?" Iris squinted at him, proudly raised her snow-white neck, "I must be the beautiful one. Whether you are a hero or not, I don't know."

"Why don't I count it?" Linton argued, "Look, I played with it. The group of mercenaries resisted the Truth Society. If the resistance succeeds, I, as the leader, will definitely be killed by the royal family or the Knights. Capture it and commend it?"

"Catch it"

Miss Knight couldn't help laughing at his adjective, but immediately put on a straight face.

"No, even if that's the case, it doesn't count."

Linton was puzzled: "Why? What is the reason?"

Iris just shook her head, not saying anything.

A hero is a hero for all, but a necromancer is only a warlock for puppet knights.

There are no saints in this world, all human beings are selfish individuals.

Shaking his head helplessly, Linton changed the subject: "Anyway, Iris, I am very grateful to you."

"Huh?" This time it was Miss Knight with a question mark on her head, "Why do you say such things?"

Linton lowered his eyes slightly, and said softly, "Without you, I don't think I can attribute my existence to this world at all."

There is no room for the body in the hometown, and there is no room for the soul in another country.

He is a soul from another world and does not belong to this world, but he has no way to return to his hometown, and the people from his hometown in another world cannot recognize him.

He is like a weed floating on the courtyard wall, whichever side the wind blows, he will temporarily float to that side.

But most of the time, he is a neutral corner in the middle of the yard that no one wants to claim, and he is labeled as a bystander, watching the world with cold eyes.

If it wasn't for Iris, he would definitely and surely, most of the time, he would have a lot of things to talk to and didn't know who to talk to, a lot of depressed emotions and didn't know how to vent them, a lot of goals and didn't know where to start as an anchor Set off.

Well now, he can tell all the words to the girl, and the girl will relieve his emotions with delicious meals.

If he doesn't know what the goal is, but sees the girl's eyes that seem to say "I will accompany you no matter where you go", he thinks, even if it is to prevent this precious thing from disappearing, he must continue walking go down.

Hesitating to speak, Linton didn't say all these things, but simply repeated what he had just said.

"Thank you." He said lightly.

Iris blinked.

She seemed to understand something, but she didn't fully understand it.

But even so, she still saw the loneliness in the man's eyes that seemed to be isolated from the world.

She wanted to say you're welcome, but what she wanted to accomplish more was to put her hand in his and tell him.

"I think, probably in the world line seen by Wei Er, the time we spend with each other should be countless times longer than now?"

Ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years.

Until death is embraced, or the world ends.

In the ring, Miss Witch sourly conjures a red lotus flower

"Envy." She tore off a petal.

"I'm so envious." She grabbed another petal.

"I'm so envious!!"

She threw the flowers away and flew far away, beating and rolling in the darkness in grief and anger.

"Bastard! Why would you do such a thing in front of a witch!!!"

(End of this chapter)