Quick Transmigration: After Fake Death, All the Protagonists I Flirted With Went Crazy

Chapter 344 The Enchanting Childhood Chapter (End)

Since the last time I took out that pearl as a decorative piece, the beautiful pearl has embarked on a dual-purpose journey.

They serve as decorative objects during the day, but have to work overtime at night.

So much so that Gu Yao now feels a bit of PTSD whenever he sees it, and subconsciously feels a pain in his lower back.

After all, the feeling of having those pearl pads on your waist is really uncomfortable.

Gu Yao sighed softly, turned over slightly, feeling a little uncomfortable on the custom-made couch, and sighed again, wondering if he had been too indulgent towards the boy.

He's come up with so many tricks; I wonder where he learned them at such a young age.

Gu Yao sighed softly, her gaze falling on the pearl display case. Her ears turned red, and she awkwardly looked away.

Ryan, who had just finished presiding over today's festival celebration, pushed open the door and rested his head on Gu Yao's shoulder. "Sir, today was so busy. I'm exhausted from distributing holy water."

The boy placed his hand in front of Gu Yao, trying to please him.

Gu Yao smiled helplessly and reached out to massage the boy's slightly sore muscles.

"How can you not even endure this little bit of hardship?"

Ryan sidled up to Gu Yao and chuckled, "Isn't it because the master spoils me?"

Gu Yao choked up. What he said was true. He reached out and touched the boy's sideburns. The boy, who was used to being obsequious, rubbed his slightly cool palm against Gu Yao's.

"Does the gentleman find me annoying?"

"No."

"Why doesn't the gentleman accompany you in handling these matters anymore? He used to always be there for you."

The boy's voice sounded somewhat aggrieved, as if he had wanted to say this for a long time.

Gu Yao stretched out his index finger and pushed the head that had come closer, a strange smile on his face. "What you're saying makes no sense. This country is none of your business. I don't even want to concern myself with the affairs of the mermaid race. I was able to help you before, so you should be secretly happy."

Ryan knew this too, but still wanted to take this opportunity to get closer to the young man. He reached out and hugged him, like a large dog pouncing on its owner.

"Then you must stay with me, sir."

It has a rather unreasonable tone.

Gu Yao instinctively sensed danger, but the boy rolled off and clung to him like a sloth.

"I'm tired, Mr. Nao."

The quiet room was filled only with the dim light of a wall lamp.

A sigh followed.

Gu Yao couldn't bear to part with him, and with a forceful attitude, he helped the young man deal with these troublesome matters.

To check and balance the capital.

Strengthen border defenses.

To expand territory.

Having served as a minister for two generations, Gu Yao handled all of this exceptionally well.

Everyone knew that their king had a magician of unfathomable power by his side.

Once the empire was stable, they delegated the task to the cabinet ministers and went to inspect the country that had grown stronger under their leadership.

Their figures can be found in forest hot springs, northwestern castles, and under the aurora borealis...

After Ryan brought stability and prosperity to the entire empire and allowed all his subjects to live peaceful lives, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

As if she had unloaded a heavy burden, she cast aside the throne and the papacy, becoming a commoner, and left peacefully with her mermaid husband.

Their legends remain in many parts of the empire.

They were said to be a divine couple.

They were said to be exceptionally beautiful.

It is said that their strength surpasses that of small border countries.

……

As time passed, even though Ryan had cultivated his magic to the level of a top-tier mage, the extension of his lifespan was only slight.

Ryan knew this day would come when the first wrinkle appeared on his face, which was so beautiful it could make any fish swoon.

Through his diligent efforts, he devoted all his energy to the magic of preserving youth, and the potions he researched were also related to maintaining one's appearance.

He was like a concubine in the palace who tried her best to keep the king, but still couldn't resist the fading of her beauty; he was just luckier.

His king is only him.

They never showed any interest in Ai Chi.

I just kept telling him that this was normal, soothing his anxiety time and time again.

But how could he accept that?

After decades of hard work to associate his name with this person, how can we allow others to say they are unworthy of such words?

Gu Yao realized he couldn't persuade him, so he didn't force him.

She simply stayed by his side, constantly searching for ways to maintain his youthful appearance.

Until he met the witch who lived deep in the Firefly Forest, Ryan, who was already somewhat obsessed, secretly made a deal with her.

My soul will be condemned to eternal hell, but I wish to have my youthful appearance preserved for eternity.

However, before the magic scroll contract could be completed, a silvery-white light pierced directly through the witch's protective magic circle and was reduced to dust by an incomparably powerful magic, which also shredded the magic scroll into dust.

The translucent white sword floated before Ryan, and amidst a cloud of dust, Ryan witnessed for the first time just how terrifying a raging merman could be.

That was the first time he had ever seen someone's anger so intense that it could change the very sky.

The sword energy shredded the witch's entire castle to pieces, including the witch herself, whose face was contorted in grotesque fury.

Before Ryan, it turned into a cloud of blood mist.

But not a drop of blood touched Ryan.

The pale blue magic acted as the best protective shield, protecting the boy fiercely.

Thunderbolts struck from the clear blue sky, the purple lightning flashing with eerie light, splitting a nearby tree in two, turning it into scorched earth in the blinding light.

It was as if it were a warning to this outcast, an attempt to drive him away.

Gu Yao stood barefoot amidst the mess, untouched by any dust, and slashed his sword at the sky that seemed to be crushing people.

It met the purple lightning head-on, but instead cleaved it in two, revealing a translucent white sword aura enveloped in pale blue light.

With a single sword strike, the sky was cleaved open!

Gu Yao stood steadily on the treetop, his azure eyes filled with an indescribable anger, his long silver hair flying wildly, yet firmly pressed down.

He coldly gazed at the sky, which seemed to be gathering thunder once more. The sword, Ci Jing, landed steadily in his palm, its blade trembling as its tip pointed straight up at the sky, its fighting spirit palpable.

"Are you going to oppose me because of this evil deed, this thing that involves exchanging other people's souls with the devil for eternal life?"

Ci Jing also showed excitement at the right time, his sword trembling and gleaming, as if echoing Gu Yao's words.

It was truly excited; it had been so many years since it had fought alongside adults.

The dark clouds that had regrouped paused, as if weighing the arrogant words of this person. Gu Yao did not retreat an inch, ready to fight at any moment.

The stalemate continued until the dark clouds slowly dispersed, accompanied by two loud claps of thunder, expressing their dissatisfaction.

Gu Yao chuckled lightly, taking the opportunity to gracefully bow with his hands clasped in a gesture of respect, "Thank you."

Now that the trouble is over, it's time to properly discipline the naughty child.

They've gotten really bold, daring to do something like this on their own.

Are they courting death?

What if... what if the soul is truly imprisoned by a demon and there is no way to reincarnate?

The thought of this possibility sent a chill down Gu Yao's spine.

He never liked things that were out of his control, but this person in front of him was an exception.

He had no desire to challenge the laws of this world.

He cherished this hard-won lifetime with him, yet this man treated his own life as a game.

He's not that shallow a person; he doesn't just like a pretty face.

Ryan couldn't help but step back, watching the powerful and beautiful mermaid approach step by step, but he didn't dare to look directly at her and could only slowly lower his head.

He didn't want... he didn't want anyone to see his current ugly state.

A strange smile appeared on Gu Yao's face. Looking at the person in front of him who still dared to turn his head and refused to repent, the suppressed anger suddenly flared up.

He reached out and roughly turned Ryan's face, about to utter a sarcastic remark, when a tear fell onto the back of his hand. It burned his hand, making him recoil.

Her emerald eyes were brimming with tears, a sight of unparalleled beauty that captivated the mermaids. Yet the self-conscious humans, believing themselves to be ugly, sought to avoid her gaze.

Her emerald eyes trembled slightly, rippling with emotion, instantly extinguishing the anger that had been brewing in Gu Yao's heart. The powerful mermaid tenderly placed a kiss upon him.

The god reached out and embraced his believer.

"Don't cry, let's go to the ice field. There's no one else there, just the two of us."

That way, you won't have to worry about what other people think.

You can only see my unchanging love.

Ryan's eyes trembled, and years of unease erupted at this moment. He hugged the person in front of him tightly, as if he were holding onto his last salvation.

The believer lay on the god's shoulder, weeping uncontrollably.

……

"Sir, will you find me again?"

The emaciated old man leaned against the headboard, tightly holding Gu Yao's hand, his cloudy gaze still unable to help but fall on the beautiful woman in front of him.

Just like the past century.

Looking at the man whose life was nearing its end, Gu Yao felt a pang of sorrow in his heart, but he didn't know how to keep him here. His throat tightened, and he couldn't speak, so he just nodded.

The old man smiled upon receiving an affirmative answer, just as he had in the past.

He saw the tears in the mermaid's eyes, raised his hand to wipe them away, but could only close his eyes in reluctance.

"Don't... cry."

Gu Yao trembled upon hearing this, and white pearls rolled down his cheeks.

They are the 173rd and 174th.