Full-Time Magister: The Evil Emperor Descends

Chapter 81 Leng Qing's Inner Voice

"Could you please tell me the specifics of that blood-red monster?"

Qin Zhan was slightly taken aback, not expecting Mo Xie to ask such a question.

He glanced at Mo Xie's tattered clothes and slowly spoke.

"Looks like you've met him. Should we say you're lucky, or that you're blessed with good fortune?"

"I did encounter that blood-red monster, but luckily I wasn't killed by it."

Qin Zhan nodded, straightened up, and said with a serious expression.

"The blood-red monster you mentioned is called the Red Devil... I don't intend to tell you the rest; it's not something you can get involved in."

Seeing that Qin Zhan was unwilling to say more, Mo Xie had no choice but to understand.

He knew in his heart that Qin Zhan didn't want to tell him that he was actually protecting him.

There's a saying that's true; this is indeed something a novice mage like myself shouldn't be involved in.

"Actually, the scroll I gave you before contained detailed information about the Red Devils that I knew, but it seems you didn't read it."

Qin Zhan smiled and said something that shocked Mo Xie.

"Uh……"

Mo Xie blinked. The information about the Crimson Demon that he wanted was actually in the scroll?

He thought it contained something like a will, something Qin Zhan intended to tell his family. Out of consideration for others' privacy, he didn't look at the scroll. What a pity.

"Dad, can you please stop doing this? I'm so scared..."

Leng Lingling threw herself into Qin Zhan's arms and pleaded in a muffled voice.

Qin Zhan reached out and touched her head, then sighed helplessly.

"Don't worry, I've already been on the verge of death this time, I won't overestimate myself again."

"Besides, I fought tooth and nail to the Red Devils and they're seriously injured. It'll probably take them several years to recover."

Qin Zhan pinched Leng Lingling's little face and looked up at Leng Qing.

"Alright, you're all tired, go back and rest."

Leng Lingling reacted the most, shaking her head frantically and holding Qin Zhan tightly with both hands.

"I don't want to go back, I want to stay here!"

A hint of apology flashed in Qin Zhan's eyes. He had almost died today, which had caused his daughter great emotional trauma, and she was afraid of losing her father.

Even though Leng Lingling is highly intelligent and precocious, she is still an ordinary girl who needs her father's company!
Qin Zhan stopped insisting and instead smiled at Leng Qing.

"Qing'er, Lingling will keep me company tonight, you should go back and rest."

"Okay, Dad, you should get some rest too."

Leng Qing gave a few instructions and then pulled the dazed Mo Xie out of the ward.

In the corridor, Mo Xie, not understanding why she was being pulled along, asked a question.

"Um...where are we going now?"

"Come home with me and sleep."

"what?!"

Forced into the car by Leng Qing, Mo Xie had no choice but to abandon his idea of ​​leaving.

After passing Jing'an Temple and walking along the lush and bustling avenue, the two entered an old street that had a unique charm reminiscent of the Republic of China era.

At the end of the old street, you can see a sign that creaks gently in the wind of the alley – Qingtian Hunting Grounds!

Leng Qing led Mo Xie through the courtyard gate. The courtyard was large and planted with flowers and plants.

If you continue walking, you will see a building that combines Chinese and English styles, and is a mix of a small teahouse and a coffee shop.

Turning on the lights and seeing the furnishings in the room gave me a strange sense of comfort.

"You come with me."

Leng Qing led Mo Xie upstairs and they arrived at a room.

"You can sleep here tonight, the bed and everything are fully equipped, by the way..."

She seemed to remember something, left for a while, and came back with a set of clothes in her hand.

"Take a shower and change your clothes. These are my dad's clothes. I don't know if they fit. If not, just wear them."

Mo Xie took the clothes and thanked him. After Leng Qing came downstairs, he went into the bathroom.

After taking a shower, I finally felt a bit more comfortable. The clothes were a little big, but they were just enough.

Moye did not go into the room to rest, but went downstairs instead.

Leng Qing didn't go back to her room to rest either. She stood behind the counter, seemingly doing something.

Seeing Mo Xie approach, a smile appeared on her usually icy face, and her red lips parted slightly.

"what do you want to drink?"

Mo Xie glanced at the menu and spoke.

"A glass of orange juice, with ice."

"Okay, wait a moment."

Sitting on the high stool behind the counter, I quietly watched Leng Qing bustling about.

A moment later, a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice was placed in front of me.

"Thank you."

Mo Xie took a sip of orange juice and exhaled.

Leng Qing mixed herself a cocktail and sat down next to Mo Xie.

She took a small sip of her cocktail and spoke slowly.

"Thank you so much for tonight."

Upon hearing this, Mo Xie smiled helplessly.

"I feel like I've heard that phrase several times tonight."

"If you hadn't saved my father, I don't know what this family would have become, especially Lingling, she might have collapsed."

Whether it was the relaxation after being tense or the effect of alcohol, Leng Qing gradually opened up the conversation.

She took a sip of her cocktail and continued her story.

“Lingling has been exceptionally talented since childhood, more mature than her peers, and has a great interest in hunting.”

"Her father took her with him and carried out some low-risk bounty missions, and taught Lingling how to be an excellent hunter along the way."

"Don't let Lingling's small size fool you, she's a master hunter!"

Leng Qing laughed out loud, clearly very proud of her younger sister.

Mo Xie drank her orange juice, listening attentively without making a sound to disturb her.

“Lingling has been with her father since she was very young, and this room is always filled with their laughter.”

"After each mission, he would happily run around the house, grinning with his little tiger teeth, and tell everyone here."

The father and daughter had a great understanding; in fact, Lingling could even provide valuable clues for her experienced hunter father for some of the more difficult bounties…

Although Leng Qing only briefly described some things about Leng Lingling and Qin Zhan, Mo Xie was able to quickly conjure up images in his mind of a patient and gentle hunter father, hunting demons together with his wise, lively, and adorable little daughter.

From a clueless little girl to an outstanding hunter mage who can face ferocious demons without flinching.

During this process, her father must have taught her a great deal.

Leng Qing took another sip of his cocktail and said in a low voice.

"Actually, neither Lingling nor I know anything about that Red Demon. Father has never told us anything about it. We only know that it is an extremely dangerous monster."

“Once, my father came back very badly injured. We were all terrified. It was the first time we had ever seen my father so badly injured.”

"Even if he didn't say it, we knew it was left over from the battle with that red demon."

“I tried to persuade Lingling, but my father insisted on eliminating the Red Demon.”

"We were on edge all day after we learned that our father was going out today."

Leng Qing rested her head on her arms, leaning on the counter and quietly watching Mo Xie, her beautiful eyes revealing exhaustion.

"If it weren't for you, I'm afraid it really would have been..."

Mo Xie remained silent for a short while before a soft, even breathing sound could be heard.

Turning my head, I saw that Leng Qing had already fallen asleep, probably because she was too tired.

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