Chapter 763: Chapter 21 Shadow in the

The Seventh Knight was indeed steamed, but this kindhearted girl didn’t really take any revenge—after all, she was the one who truly received help. Therefore, Orianna quickly changed her mood and, after eating two small cakes, drove everyone back to her house.

By this time, it was eight o’clock in the evening, and Orianna was humming a tune while cleaning the second floor bathroom. Gongsun Ce sneaked into his older brother’s room on the first floor and whispered in a hushed voice, “I’ve brought you some good stuff!”

“What’s that?”

Mo Yuankai turned around from the computer and saw his younger brother taking two books with unusually styled covers out of his pocket.

Mo Yuankai took one titled “King Morton and the Forty Female Thieves,” and after flipping through it with a critical eye, he seriously said, “Wow, is it this explicit? Got any more?”

“I bought four, one for each of us.” Gongsun Ce threw another one, titled “King Morton and the Genie of the Lamp,” at him, “After reading it, I really think King Morton is such a scumbag.”

“Kidding me, given the chance, would you turn down being a scumbag?”

“How could I? I’m such a loyal man!”

Mo Yuankai made a series of ambiguous hissing sounds and said nothing more. He swiftly turned the pages, looking at the illustrations, and commented like a connoisseur, “The style is too exaggerated, hardly any details, not comparable to Zero Island at all.”

“Where around here can you buy proper books? Gotta try to make a business trip to Zero Island next time.”

“I really want to go…”

Gongsun Ce also wanted to visit Zero Island, not to mention the delicious food, various folk customs were also quite worth exploring—things like witches, female ninjas, customs shops, mixed public baths, and thinking about it was enticing. The people of Zero Island value encounters of once in a lifetime, perhaps even meeting a long, black-haired big sister in the hot springs to talk about life goals…

Unfortunately, they were now in the staid and proper Kingdom of Morton, where it was snowing just yesterday, and the girls on the street were wrapped up like rice dumplings. The two girls he was closest to, one wielded a giant sword to chop people, the other was a female detective who frequented crime scenes, and it seemed there’d be no chance for any romance until farewell.

Gongsun Ce sighed deeply, “Our wonderful summer vacation is just being drowned in ancient mysteries and case files, isn’t it disappointing, big brother?”

“Not really, the food at the Knight Order is quite good.” Mo Yuankai took a sip of cola, “The landlord is also nice, everything is good except for the lack of milk tea delivery.”

Gongsun Ce adjusted his glasses, seizing the heart of the message, “What do you mean by ‘the landlord is quite nice’? Hm? Explain how nice!”

Mo Yuankai waved his hands dismissively, “Go away, will you.”

Gongsun Ce pointed accusingly at his brother’s face, “Look at you! That’s why you made such a fuss about having a duel and needed my help. Turns out you, a superpower user who likes blondes with big breasts, have taken a fancy to Orianna! You, with your thick brows and big eyes, have betrayed your class, corrupted by the feudal remnants’ sugar-coated bullets after just two days in the country!”

“Don’t spout nonsense, I haven’t!” Mo Yuankai slapped the table and stood up, “At most just a bit of a liking!”

“Do I not know what your little bit of liking means? Big brother, long-distance relationships have no future…” Gongsun Ce grinned widely, “Like this, your little brother will help you cut off the threads of affection, and we continue being single good brothers. I’m going right now to educate Orianna about your glorious achievements of failing with girls 50 times!”

Mo Yuankai sneered, without any hint of embarrassment, his eyes full of scheming.

“Go if you want to… But Ah Ce, I suddenly recall you were on the phone last night talking about your heartbreak? I remember your favorite type is a big sister with silver hair, huh!”

Gongsun Ce gasped, “Damn it, stop talking nonsense! It was all a misunderstanding!”

“Fine, if you’re clean, there’s nothing to fear. If there’s no issue with you, then I can share with Dawn Knight some of your glorious past exploits. I still remember you flipping through a quick guide to hypnotism and then going to the doctor to try…”

“Are you even human?! Stop!”

The loud voices of the superpower users, even through closed doors, faintly reached upstairs, causing Orianna to frown. “Really… They’re acting like students!”

“They are indeed students.” Alandia reading beside her reminded her, “Mr. Gongsun hasn’t yet started high school, and Mr. Mo is a freshman in college. Logically speaking, you should also be of college age.”

“You too, Knight Alandia!” Orianna said, not to be outdone. She put down the mop, sat back in her chair, and lamented, “Oh my, we are all so young…”

“Yes,” Alandia said.

Orianna thought, here I am, lamenting our youth yet burdened with responsibilities and powers, and you just reply with “yes?” How am I supposed to continue? She dismissed her melancholic thoughts, thinking about how the Dawn Knight and that person had been out together all day. Out of curiosity, she asked, “Alandia~ What do you think about Mr. Gongsun?”

Alandia closed the book—a volume of classic detective stories titled “Horror Valley”—and said, “His combat ability fluctuates between the Divine Communication Realm and the Manifestation Realm, quite unstable. He has a quick mind, nimble thoughts. Good physical condition, but poor body coordination. He is extroverted with a cold interior, seemingly good at socializing but actually aloof. High empathy, a simple sense of justice, and harbors hostility towards official institutions and the noble class. He has an unconscious reliance on strong figures in personal relationships and power. His self-loathing and self-destructive desires are very strong.”

She lifted her teacup and took a sip, concluding, “He’s a typical Silent Phase Dragon Species. I am very surprised he hasn’t become an antisocial element, and that must be credited to Mr. Mo’s constant support.”