The Yellow-Haired Villain in Soaring Phoenix’s Novels Also Desires Happiness - Chapter 197
122. Do you believe in miracles?
“Junior, what happens next, I won’t care.”
Anna looked up at Mu En from below.
The undeniable height pressed against Mu En’s chest, the faintly visible collarbone, the beautifully extended curve, and her swan-like neck were particularly captivating from this angle.
She tilted her head gently, her eyes clear, crescent-shaped, with a beauty mark at the corner that exuded a unique charm, her lips curled into a mischievous smile, as red and alluring as ripe cherries.
Sensing the familiar fragrance, Mu En’s gaze fell on Anna’s red lips, and his breath suddenly became heavy.
The sun had just risen, the city still unawakened, surrounded by silence. Despite having just spoken those words, in this moment, Mu En could hear his own heart racing uncontrollably.
It seemed Anna sensed something, yet she didn’t pull away from Mu En’s chest, still looking up, her slightly trembling eyelids closed.
Mu En suddenly felt parched; he began to regret not having showered before coming, not having rinsed his mouth, not having chewed a few more mints, and having mingled with those rats for too long, reeking of sweat.
But at a time like this, he couldn’t back down.
Mu En reached out, gently wrapping his arms around Anna’s waist, then slowly leaned down.
Just as they could both smell each other’s breath—
Ding—
The street vendor at the corner began to operate, ringing the welcoming gongs.
The enchanting atmosphere was instantly shattered.
Anna opened her eyes, her beautiful gaze filled with a hint of annoyance and fear.
Mu En’s actions suddenly changed; the arm that had merely embraced her tightened abruptly, pulling Anna into the shadow cast by the sunlight.
Ignoring the stiffness of the girl in his arms, Mu En peeked out from the gap in the wall, scanning the nearby street.
Figures in trench coats were weaving through the alley, quickly approaching.
—
“It’s the Silent Ones, they’ve come.”
“Really, so soon?”
In Mu En’s embrace, Anna’s cheeks flushed slightly.
“If I can come, they naturally can too; it’s just a matter of time.”
Mu En calmly lowered his gaze.
“Fortunately, I made preparations in advance.”
“Preparations?”
Anna pinched Mu En’s arm, breaking free from his strong embrace, and peeked out from the gap.
Then her beautiful eyes slowly widened.
The sun had just risen, and the streets in front of the academy were still shrouded in a thin mist.
This place was originally a remote area, so desolate that even the homeless found it ominous, but at this moment, it was as if an invisible horn had sounded, and the entire street suddenly came alive.
Beggers, prostitutes, wanderers, boatmen, horsemen, vendors… a large number of ordinary people emerged from nowhere. Most of them were dressed in rags, their expressions numb, yet they all stepped onto this street they had never walked before.
Bustling and flowing like an ordinary lively street, the sounds of hawking and chatter filled the air, and for a moment, life thrived.
Those figures in trench coats quickly got caught in the surging crowd, either stopped by enthusiastic vendors asking if they wanted a hot breakfast or pulled by scantily clad prostitutes into dark alleys.
The fearsome Silent Ones were, unexpectedly, delayed by these ordinary people.
“What is this…?”
“A little trick, it should be able to hold them up for a while.”
Mu En chuckled self-deprecatingly, “Although it’s a bit despicable, isn’t it?”
Mu En turned back, ready to face any anger that his senior might have.
But there was none.
He simply collided with a pair of gentle eyes.
“Junior.”
Anna suddenly reached out, cradling Mu En’s face, carefully examining his surprised expression, a hint of heartache appearing in her eyes.
“I didn’t get a chance to really look at you; it seems you’ve changed quite a bit during this time.”
“Have I?”
Mu En touched his chin, “Maybe I forgot to shave, so I look a bit older.”
“Liar.”
Anna pulled Mu En’s head into her embrace.
She gently stroked Mu En’s hair, her brows and eyes soft.
“Liar.”
沐恩’s body trembled slightly, and she indulged in the promised softness of the fragrant jade.
Unfortunately, time was pressing.
Reluctantly,沐恩 lifted her head from the breathtaking sacred plateau. “We should go.”
“Mm.”
安娜 nodded gently, then stood up first, stepping out of the shadows.
She turned in place, gathering all her negative emotions, then extended a hand toward沐恩, invitingly, just as沐恩 had done moments before.
“Let’s go.”
沐恩 hesitated. “Where to?”
“Aren’t you supposed to be my target?”
In the gentle sunlight, 安娜’s lips curved into a charming smile:
“We’re going on a date.”
……
……
“Sir, please, I’ve gone three days without food.”
In the bustling crowd, a ragged beggar clutched the hem of a middle-aged man’s trench coat, holding out a tattered bowl, pleading pitifully.
“Damn it!”
The middle-aged man, with pale skin that seemed to have long been deprived of sunlight, glared at the beggar before him, veins bulging on his forehead, his fists gradually clenching.
To disturb the operations of the Silence Mechanism, you lowly peasants…
The man pulled out a few bills from his pocket and stuffed them into the beggar’s broken bowl, growling impatiently, “Get lost!”
“Yes, yes.”
The beggar limped away quickly.
“I thought you would just kill him outright.”
A cool voice came from the side.
The middle-aged man turned his head to look at the stunning silver figure leaning against the wall. “Your Highness is joking. No matter how cold the Silence Mechanism is, we wouldn’t go so far as to kill ordinary civilians.”
“Is that so? Even if they interfere with your mission?”
“That’s a different matter. Besides, our current focus is still on those cultists hiding deep within 贝尔兰德, isn’t it?”
“That makes sense.”
塞莉西亚 lifted her head, her gaze calmly directed toward the distant building.
At the topmost level, in a gap, two familiar yet indistinct figures flashed by.
“By the way, I don’t even know your name.”
“Jin Ze.” The middle-aged man fell silent for a moment before speaking.
“Jin Ze… a nice name, yet it doesn’t quite match your temperament.”
“Is Your Highness complimenting me, or is it sarcasm?”
“Of course, it’s a compliment.”
Celicia turned around and continued:
“Since you’ve already told me your name, why not be generous and share the next plan of your Silent Agency with me as well?”
“…”
“Am I not qualified to know, as a temporary inspector?” Celicia asked coldly.
With the palace’s tacit approval, the Silent Agency held nearly unlimited power in its fight against the forces of the evil god.
However, to balance this power, every time there was a major operation, the palace would send an inspector to oversee the actions of the Silent Agency.
As the only observer of that meeting, Celicia naturally became this time’s inspector.
“For matters like this, Your Highness, you must personally ask that one.” Jin Ze seemed ungrateful for her role as inspector.
“That one?”
Celicia turned her head to look at the pitch-black carriage at the end of the alley, her gaze flickering.
The inspector indeed had the royal-sanctioned authority to supervise, but in front of that old man, it seemed… so inconsequential.
……
Inside the carriage.
The old man, who looked like he was half a foot in the grave, with age spots covering his skin, lifted his frail and murky eyes to gaze at the exceedingly respectful Jin Ze before him.
“How did it go?”
“She escaped.”
“Is that so?”
The old man showed no joy or sorrow, closing his eyes again, drifting into a light sleep.
Jin Ze, however, kept scratching his palm on his knee, anxious and uneasy.
“Is there a problem?” the old man asked.
“Sir, I don’t understand. Clearly, we had so many opportunities to capture Anna Carbellin, why did we deliberately let her go?
She is obviously an important figure in the evil god’s plan.”
“…”
After a long silence, the old man suddenly sighed.
“Jin Ze, do you believe in miracles?”
“Miracles?”
Jin Ze was taken aback; he never expected to hear such words from the renowned cold-hearted swordsman.
After a moment of confusion, Jin Ze replied, “I don’t believe in miracles; I only believe in what can be touched.”
“…I don’t believe in them much either, but as one grows old, one tends to have some nonsensical dreams.”
Saying this, the old man lightly tapped the table, and a silver sealed box, half the height of a person, appeared before Jin Ze.
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“This is…”
“This is your new mission. On the night of the lunar eclipse, you need not follow the main forces to eliminate the heretics; instead…”
The old man shifted to a more comfortable position and spoke as if in a trance:
“With this, before everything is settled, kill Anna Kaperlin.”