When the plot-skips players into the game world-Chapter 460 - 361 Suck My Blood, Lily

Although the entire Eagle Cape Village had been covered by "amber," as if the stars in the sky had been petrified and frozen in time...

the truth was that time was still passing normally. It was like a smooth wheel that, due to obstruction, had become jerky and intermittent. As a result, Aiwass and the others couldn’t sleep in normal places and could only wait quietly for the time to reset back to the early morning and start everything anew.

After Merlin had left, the only uninvited guest that remained was Ye Zhi.

Finally, Aiwass could have a talk with Ye Zhi about the past.

They sat at the edge of the swamp, with Lily sitting beside them. Meanwhile, Sherlock seemed to have something to instruct Hayna about, to prevent her from accidentally forgetting, so he took Hayna to get a notebook.

The swamp, now drained of the "Netherworld Water," was like a bottomless pit in the shape of a funnel.

If one were to fall in there, they might go straight through to Fairyland. However, neither Aiwass nor Ye Zhi seemed to have any fear of this prospect.

Without turning to look at the Werewolf, Aiwass calmly said, "You came looking for me, didn’t you, Mr. Ye Zhi."

This wasn’t a question, but a statement.

"If I’m not mistaken, Miss Vivian Mathers should indeed be the reincarnation of the lake fairy, Vivian."

Aiwass had suspected the unusually mature girl all along.

The Half-Elf girl adopted by Bishop Mathers’ sister, the manner in which she was found, was too careless. Aiwass had thought that she might be the reincarnation of the lake fairy Vivian but had no evidence.

But with Ye Zhi providing logical lubrication, it all made sense.

As a Werewolf deeply in love with Vivian, according to the Path of Love’s characteristics, Vivian should be the Witch who bestowed the Werewolf Transformation Skill upon Ye Zhi. Vivian needed to collect different kinds of love, and Ye Zhi ought to be the "servant love" collection factor.

Ye Zhi knew Mathers and Jacob and had even joined a mysterious Association known as "Golden Dawn"—although Aiwass had never heard the name of this Association, knowing there was some connection between them was enough.

The fact that Bishop Mathers took Aiwass’s father, Julio Alexander, as an apprentice, was clearly because he and Julio’s father, Jacob, were friends. And the fact that Mathers could get accurate information about the "Holy Entity" was probably related to the Golden Dawn because this matter was directly related to Jacob.

And Jacob had maintained a long-term collaboration with Vivian. Thus, there was an explanation for how Ye Zhi could connect with Vivian’s line.

That Vivian specifically chose Bishop Mathers’ sister as the foster mother for her reincarnation certainly wasn’t coincidental.

—All of this was connected.

I had been in the game from the very beginning.

Facing the Werewolf, who didn’t respond and was just staring blankly at the dim yellow moon, Aiwass said softly, "But I think you must have some thoughts of your own.

"...Not as a tool or pet of Vivian’s, but hoping to attain a more proactive position. Perhaps even, to reverse the master-servant relationship between you two."

Upon hearing Aiwass’s words, Ye Zhi finally turned back to look at him.

He stared at Aiwass for a long time, and finally, in a deep voice, he spoke, "Was there a flaw in my behavior?"

"If you’re asking," Aiwass, obtaining the answer he wanted, let a small smile play on his lips, "it’s probably because I’m a genius."

"Whether genius or not is debatable... but you are indeed sharp enough."

Ye Zhi turned back again, gazing down at the center of the bottomless pit.

His body leaned slightly forward, a dangerous movement like leaning out far over the edge of a high building, as he looked into the Fairy Hole.

The Werewolf made a low sound, "As sharp as he was."

"Who?"

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Ye Zhi answered, "As a ’Deceit Master,’ I have never succeeded in deceiving him."

"This is the first time I’m seeing a Deceit Master with limbs intact and face unmarred."

Aiwass said earnestly, "A rare profession indeed."

"You know quite a lot," Ye Zhi finally allowed a smile.

"Manipulating illusions and delusions, leading others astray, bewitching minds. Usually, they can be caught in casinos," Aiwass said quietly, "and when they are caught, they have their limbs broken, treated wrongly on purpose, so their bones twist and grow. They also get indelible marks seared onto their faces, indelible marks to tell the world they are Deceit Masters."

"But that method is useless."

Ye Zhi said calmly, "To a Deceit Master, creating human skin masks and disguising oneself as another is a trivial task."

Aiwass nodded, "I know. Those fools think it’s effective just because the Deceit Masters act as if they care greatly. The more pain and terror they display, the more it seems like they care, and the more vigorously people react. But they never consider that the person before them is a Deceit Master skilled in manipulating lies."

Having said that, he narrowed his eyes at Ye Zhi, "Much like... your infatuation with Vivian.

"—As a Deceit Master, can you deceive your own heart?"

At these words, Ye Zhi fell silent for a long while.

"...Perhaps I can, perhaps I can’t."

His vague response came, as he looked at Aiwass, "And I thought you would ask me about Mathers."

"Such matters, I can ask Bishop Mathers himself. I think he would be willing to tell me everything he can say."

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"What do you want?"

"I want your ’lies’."

Aiwass answered, "The son of The Banqueter must be intoxicated with the feast, regardless of whether the cup contains blood or wine. Deception is the principle of the Path of Adaptation, but the youngest Celestial Marshal of the Path of Love also holds the tenets of honeyed wine and enchantment."

Upon hearing this, Ye Zhi took a deep look at Aiwass.

"I can’t do that."

He answered succinctly, candidly revealing the true nature of his occupation: "You may be good at lying, but you don’t understand the core of a Deceit Master. To a Transcendent of the Path of Love, only themselves matter, even their deception is to fool themselves."

"I truly can’t."

Aiwass looked towards Lily: "What about her?"

"Her?"

Ye Zhi looked at Lily, his lips slightly curving up: "My young kinswoman... are you also a Deceit Master?"

"I am a witch."

Lily answered, lifting her head.

At that, Ye Zhi was taken aback: "A witch?"

He then burst into laughter. It started as a deflating, deep chuckle, eventually turning into unrestrained belly laughs, even bringing tears to his eyes.

"Alright, witch... Even the trainers can end up as the hounds. How ironic."

Ye Zhi, wiping his eyes, said sarcastically: "But witches can’t learn the skills of a Deceit Master."

"Indeed."

Aiwass nodded: "But she is also the heir to the Grey Celestial Marshal."

"The ’Grey’ of Adaptation... neither black nor white, neither evil nor good in word."

Ye Zhi murmured: "Ah, that one."

He turned back, studying Lily: "Then perhaps you might learn my skills.

"As for you, Aiwass. I am sort of an elder to you, so I must remind you... are you truly so content to keep a woman who is adept at concealing herself, possesses a madness to her talent, and is excellent at lying so close to yourself?"

The Werewolf stood up, hunching his back as he loomed over the two, his voice a lightweight warning: "The Path of Love is a cursed path. The deeper one goes, the more insane they become... Look at me, boy. I, too, was once a youth like you."

"Of course, I’m confident."

Aiwass stated without hesitation: "I trust her—she also can’t leave me."

"Hmph. A dog that’s been domesticated, then."

Right when Aiwass made his request, Ye Zhi already knew he’d get such an answer. So, he just sneered: "It better be."

He extended his hand, reaching for Lily’s forehead.

When no one knew.

As if it were a mere illusion, or as if a long time had passed.

When Ye Zhi’s hand touched Lily’s forehead, it had already turned into a hideous wolf’s claw. And Ye Zhi himself had transformed into a terribly grotesque Werewolf—not in the form of a grey wolf, but rather a gigantic wolf standing on two legs.

There were no special effects or sounds to its transformation. It was as if he had always been standing there like this from the beginning.

And within his blood-red pupils, there shone madness that was well constrained.

"Come, girl."

The Werewolf’s voice was raspy and deep: "Let me see your most bloodthirsty and insane form.

"To want to learn lies, one must first understand the heart. Know what is real, to deceive your own heart."

Lily’s body trembled, as if scared of something.

But soon, she opened her eyes, revealing her bloodthirsty, vertical pupils.

She breathed more and more uncontrollably, turning to look at Aiwass’s silhouette from behind. She reached out and gently rested her hand on Aiwass’s shoulder from the back.

Aiwass turned his head slightly, exposing his slender neck.

The corner of his mouth curved up slightly.

"Won’t you bite, Lily?"

Aiwass’s gentle voice sounded.

His voice was clear and soft: "I’ve allowed it, child. Suck my blood."

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