On the Ark.

Lin Ye poured tea for the other person while mentally complaining.

"Hello, please have some tea," Lin Ye asked. "What's your name?"

"Ah, just call me Horn Peak." Horn Peak said as he took the tea. "I was with ACE just now. ACE mentioned you when he was talking to the Ranger, so I came to check on you."

Horn Peak's words made Lin Ye fall into thought. It seems that treating Nightingale has had a very positive effect on him. This can be considered as slightly increasing his popularity. Look, there are already operators talking about him behind his back, and he has even brought a new patient.

However, there was one thing that Lin Ye was still concerned about.

That's why it's always men talking about him behind his back...

In comparison, he found the nightingale to be much more adorable. So he couldn't help but look at the nightingale, who had hidden in a corner because of the arrival of strangers, and gave her a kind smile.

Nightingale instantly became alert, and then said coldly, "I don't take medicine."

Okay, Lin Ye decided to take back what he had just said.

"Well then," he turned his attention back to Horn, "is there anything you need to ask?"

"So you really are a psychologist?"

"Yes."

Horn Peak hummed in agreement, looking somewhat hesitant: "Actually, I don't know whether I should have come to find you."

Based on Lin Ye's experience, this kind of "I don't know if I should have come to you" opening usually means trouble is coming. But what kind of trouble could make this burly, bull-like man look so bewildered...? Uh, am I focusing on the wrong thing again?

Although he disliked trouble, Lin Ye knew that this was his job and he couldn't refuse, so he said, "Just tell me. If it's something I can handle, I'm happy to help."

"But this might be outside your job responsibilities..."

Beyond your duties, you also need to speak out...

"It's alright. As a psychological counselor, any psychological problem is within my responsibilities," Lin Ye said insincerely. "Even if it's not, I will do my best to help if I can."

Horn Peak showed a relaxed expression, then smiled: "Indeed, just as ACE and Ranger said, you are indeed a good person."

Lin Ye's lips twitched, revealing a strange, unnatural smile.

“Alright, then I’ll get straight to the point.” Horn Peak put down his teacup, then glanced at Nightingale hiding in the corner. “I’ve heard a bit about Nightingale, and I feel sorry for what happened to her, but I’m also surprised that you could help her. I learned what happened from ACE and the Ranger, and I heard that you have hands that can make women obey you…”

As Lin Ye listened, he felt something was amiss.

"Hey, hey, hey," Lin Ye waved his hands repeatedly, "Don't talk nonsense."

"Hmm?" Horn Peak asked, somewhat puzzled. "Did I say something wrong?"

"Uh, it's about my hands, you've misunderstood something." Lin Ye had to explain, otherwise the normal conversation would be steered towards something inappropriate for children by Horn Peak. "I've never had the ability to make women obey me..."

Horn Peak suddenly realized: "Is that so? Ah, I was being presumptuous."

Lin Ye breathed a sigh of relief: "It's good that you understand."

"I misspoke. It's not just women, men can too, right?"

Lin Ye almost bit his own tongue.

However, Horn Peak continued, "To be honest, if I hadn't heard it from the ACE and the Ranger, I would never have believed that such an ability truly existed—to make men and women obey with just a pair of hands..."

"You've really misunderstood," Lin Ye said, almost in tears. "I don't have that ability at all!"

"Huh? Really? Then perhaps my understanding is somewhat flawed," Horn Peak pondered. "Is it possible without using your hands?"

Lin Ye dared not explain further; he felt he couldn't explain it anymore. What he feared even more was that, as he spoke, Horn Peak might blurt out something like, "In that case, let me try." Given the current plot development, this wasn't impossible, so it was best to keep quiet. Fortunately, Horn Peak didn't delve into Lin Ye's abilities but instead mentioned his own request.

“There’s something I want to ask you,” Cliffheart said. “It’s not something I can easily ask anyone else on Rhodes Island to do.”

"You can't ask anyone else, you can only ask me..." Lin Ye prayed in his heart that this was a normal job.

“But I heard you’ve only been in Rhodes Island for a few days, and you’ve been working in Chernobog before,” Cliffheart said slowly. “So, do you know Kjerag? You’ve heard of him, that’s fine too.”

"Shelag?" Lin Ye pondered for a moment. "It sounds familiar. What place is it?"

“It’s my country,” Horn Peak said. “A place that’s covered in snow all year round.”

"...very poetic."

“It seems you don’t know much about Sherag, but that doesn’t matter.” Horn unzipped his jacket and, under Lin Ye’s tense gaze, took out a photograph from the inside pocket of his jacket and placed it on the table.

Lin Ye looked down and saw that the person in the photo was a girl.

It's great that it's not a man.

Lin Ye breathed a sigh of relief before taking a closer look at the girl in the photo. She was a girl with long, silver-white hair and animal ears (probably cat ears). She was facing the camera sideways, with her eyes closed and her hands clasped together, as if she were praying. Snowflakes fell on her white hair and shawl, giving her a holy and noble air.

"This is……"

“Our saintess of Shelag,” Horn Peak said. “Her name is… First Snow.”

"Saintess?"

“Yes.” Horn Peak nodded. “We, Kjerag, are a religious country, and First Snow is the most perfect, the most holy, the most wealthy and powerful, and the most sacred person in our country.”

The series of titles presented left Lin Ye somewhat bewildered, but it also made him realize the importance of this girl named Chuxue to Sherag. And from Horn Peak's sorrowful tone, he could foresee that the Holy Maiden's current situation was not good.

Could it be that, like Nightingale, he has some kind of mental problem? For the Saintess, there's probably no problem more difficult to handle than someone with mental issues. That's probably why Cliffheart rushed over immediately after learning that he had helped Nightingale.

It seems that the First Snow Saintess is in real trouble.

Lin Ye's tone also became heavy: "What happened to your saintess? If it's convenient, you can tell me, and I will do my best to help her."

“She…” Horn Peak clenched his fist.

Lin Ye quickly comforted her, "It's okay, take your time."

"she……"

"Well, what happened?"

Horn Peak revealed a heartbroken expression: "She... ran away from home!"

Lin Ye: "..."

Chapter Thirty-Five: What Psychotherapists Do Isn't Their Job

When Lin Ye dragged his tired body back to the dormitory, it was already close to midnight.

After swiping his key card to unlock the door, he didn't even bother to take a shower; he just lay sprawled on the bed like a dead dog.

“You look very tired.” Ansel, who had already washed up and was sitting on the sofa reading a book, asked curiously, “Is it because you’re not used to the job? I didn’t see Zilan this tired when she was also doing this job.”

Lin Ye replied listlessly, "She probably doesn't need to take care of some capricious devil."

"A capricious demon? You mean Nightingale?"

"Who else could it be but her?"

“What’s wrong with Nightingale? I heard she’s been in the reception room all day,” Ansel said. “Isn’t that a good thing? It’s definitely better than her being in hibernation in the ICU.”

"It might be a good thing for her, but it's a real headache for me." Lin Ye sighed. "It took me all day to persuade her to take those three pills, and I only managed to get her to take them at the very end."

"Can't you even make her listen to you?"

"It's as if she's obligated to listen to me."

"So you came back so late because you've been taking care of Nightingale over there?"

"Pretty much." Lin Ye rolled over, lying on his back. "I stayed until she fell asleep. Luckily, Shining helped. Nightingale doesn't seem to be very afraid of or rejecting Shining anymore."

"That's only right, Shining is Nightingale's closest person."

After saying that, Ansel felt something was off. Shining was clearly Nightingale's closest person, yet Nightingale had spent the entire day by Lin Ye's side, someone she'd only known for a short time. Could it really be related to Lin Ye's inexplicable, innate talent? To be born with the ability to gain the trust of others—that's quite an impressive ability.

Hmm, but what if this guy uses his abilities on me?

Ansel suddenly became wary. Although he didn't dislike Lin Ye, he didn't want to easily entrust his trust to someone he had only known for a few days.

Wait a minute, could it be that the reason he doesn't dislike Lin Ye is because he's already been influenced by Lin Ye's abilities?

Ansel was conflicted.

Lin Ye had no idea what Ansel was thinking, but he was just muttering to himself, "So taking care of a pet is much easier than taking care of a demon. Demons are disobedient, and you can't hit them or scold them. You can only use love to influence them... God, I'm actually trying to use love to influence a demon and get it to take its medicine obediently."

"So you've been taking care of Nightingale all day?"

"Pretty much, but another person came to see me," Lin Ye asked. "Do you know Horn Peak?"

“Of course I know,” Ansel said calmly. “I know all the operators on Rhodes Island, although Cliffheart isn’t officially a Rhodes Island operator yet. But what could he possibly want from you? Cliffheart doesn’t seem like someone who needs psychological treatment.”

"Ha, I said I was a psychological counselor, but I didn't do anything related to psychological counseling on my first day on the job," Lin Ye complained. "I took care of Nightingale all day, chased her around to get her medicine all day, and endured her glares all day, not to mention that. I was even asked by the Bull Demon King to persuade their Holy Maiden to return to the country with him... A Holy Maiden who ran away from home, this is totally a plot from a novel."

Ansel noticed Lin Ye's nickname for Horn Peak: "Bull Demon King, is that a nickname you gave him?"

"Hmm...is that a bit impolite? I guess I won't say it again."

“Nicknames don’t really matter. People on Rhodes Island use code names instead of their real names anyway. In a sense, a nickname is just another code name. I just think the nickname ‘Bull Demon King’ is quite interesting,” Ansel said. “Just like you calling Nightingale ‘Little Devil,’ although Nightingale and Shining are both Sarkaz, we rarely call them ‘devil’ directly.”

"...I just thought it sounded better."

“Hmm, I think it’s quite cute. You have a good talent for giving nicknames.” Ansel then asked, “So, did you give me a nickname?”

"what?"

"Didn't you give me a nickname?" Ansel asked, looking at Lin Ye.

Lin Ye scratched his head, hesitated for a moment, and then said no, because he felt that the nickname "Rabbit Ears Man" was not very good, so he decided not to say it.

"No, I think your name is easy to remember."

"Is that so?" Ansel closed the book, his red eyes revealing no emotion. "The saintess you mentioned who ran away from home... are you referring to Frostleaf?"

You know that?

“Of course,” Ansel said. “I also know she snuck out; many people in Sherag know that.”

Lin Ye sat up: "Cliffheart said she's on Rhodes Island right now."

“Yes, she works at Rhodes Island, her codename is First Snow. She is indeed the saintess of Kjerag, and her real name seems to be Enya…” Ansel frowned slightly, thought for a while, and then shook his head, “I don’t remember very clearly, I only saw her employment file once.”

"Do the people of Rhodes Island all know that she is the saint of Kjerag?"

“Only a few people know, because she doesn’t often talk about this identity,” Ansel said. “Frost seems to hate her identity as a saintess.”

“I can understand, otherwise they wouldn’t have run away.” Lin Ye nodded, then asked, “Do you know why?”

Ansel tapped his fingers lightly on the table, then crossed his legs and said with some displeasure, "How could I possibly know everything?"