Chapter 25
Chapter 25: Round and Round
Looking through the previous pages, Feilin became even more suspicious of Dai’s identity.
In this world, only demons and evil gods’ followers wouldn’t revere the gods.
Evil gods’ believers generally didn’t have families.
Because they were all used for sacrifices.
Then it could only be demons.
A witch?
But whether Demon King or evil god, his contract didn’t stipulate that service recipients had to be human only.
On this point, Dai wasn’t breaching contract either.
Feilin flipped through the book wrapped in leather beside the notebook, and after reading two or three lines knew this was a forbidden book.
It recorded unknown stories among the gods.
Feilin really couldn’t determine Dai’s identity, so he decided not to think about what he couldn’t figure out.
Regarding Dai’s disrespectful notebook contents about the gods, Feilin felt indifferent—he thought this kind of thing was like her style.
Dai was merely staying at the level of disrespectful thoughts about gods, while he had actually done things that defiled the gods.
Spell seals also contained the gods’ power, so they were also considered part of the gods.
His golden finger used in the underground city—activating two spell seals simultaneously then terminating them together to randomly release 1st-7th tier spell seals—such irregular procedures were simply like taking the goddesses to an orgy together.
Speaking this way, he was even more heavyweight.
Feilin heard Dai getting up from the sofa and hurriedly restored the notebook on the desk, avoiding letting Dai notice.
He didn’t notice that his hands, still damp from washing dishes, had slightly wet a few pages of the notebook.
Water droplets spread on the paper, making several characters blurry and unclear.
“Finished washing? Tonight I’ll start teaching you knowledge about divine religions.” Dai’s voice came from behind.
…
“Wait, I forgot to ask you.”
Dai’s expression was somewhat serious, her eyebrows rarely furrowed.
“Are you from this world?”
On the dining table were Dai’s favorite fruits and steaming black tea, with lemon scones beside the teacup.
Dai propped her cheek with one hand, tapping the desk with the other.
“That’s so harsh to say.”
“Then why don’t you know any of this common knowledge?”
Dai looked at the score of 10 on the test paper and shook her head lightly.
To pay for rent, Dai had started tutoring Feilin on divine religion knowledge.
She first gave Feilin a test to take, and out of a perfect score of 100, he only got 10 points.
“At least I still got ten points.”
Dai glanced at Feilin, seeming to say this man actually had the courage to say such words.
“Getting such basic questions wrong—why can’t you remember the relationships between gods?”
Feilin looked at the relationship diagram Dai had drawn for him and felt like going crazy.
A person would only believe in one main god and use that deity’s power as the primary source of divine arts.
But if there were other gods with high compatibility with the main god, one could also use other gods’ divine arts.
“Several hundred divine religions to remember is really quite difficult.”
Feilin was ready to surrender.
“Like this Mir Religion and Carles Religion—they’re both branches of Space Religion. Why is their compatibility low?”
Dai took a sip of black tea and spoke leisurely.
“Because Mir cuckolded Carles. He was caught by Carles while sleeping with Carles’ wife. It’s that simple.”
“Huh?”
Feilin felt like he’d heard something incredible.
“You think I’m joking? These are all carved in murals at the Space Religion’s holy site, just not spread publicly.”
“So…”
“So the so-called compatibility is whether those gods have good relationships. Good relationships mean high compatibility, otherwise low compatibility.”
Feilin seemed to see those gods really having an orgy.
“With these grades, you’d be better off finding several good sisters to support your later life. Give up your Royal Capital dreams early.”
Dai ruthlessly stated the most objective truth.
But Dai wasn’t wrong either.
Learning divine religion knowledge from scratch in such a short time and passing exams was extremely difficult.
“I originally wanted to give up too.” Feilin lowered his head, unconsciously drawing circles on paper.
“But as a boyfriend, I can’t embarrass Miss Dai. And as long as Miss Dai is willing to be my teacher, I think I can definitely do it.”
One sentence left Dai speechless, only able to silently drink tea, using her hair to hide her expression.
“Intermission.”
Feilin went to make fresh tea for Dai, while Dai came to the balcony to look at the night view.
She took a deep breath—everything today was like a dream.
She looked at her hands, still stained with ink.
Since coming to Seiva, Dai had stayed in the top-tier suite her father arranged without coming out.
If not for Feilin coming three days a week, she probably wouldn’t even know how to speak now.
Several fireflies flickered in the darkness, like scattered stars in the night sky.
Dai’s gaze watched the green flames in the night sky, feeling a trace of false warmth.
“Dai, the tea’s ready.”
Dai closed the window and prepared to return to the living room.
As she left, she saw her notebook on the table.
Her dark green pupils constricted and her body trembled.
She hurriedly stepped forward to messily gather the books and notebook into her arms, quickly departing.
When she came to her senses, she found herself back in the bedroom.
Did Feilin see it?
He saw it, didn’t he!
Dai pulled out the chair and slumped over the desk, her black hair falling powerlessly onto the notebook.
She pressed her cheek against the book, gazing out the window.
Was all this about to end?
If Feilin knew what she was researching, he would definitely distance himself from her like everyone else.
Because everyone feared her thoughts would affect their faith in the gods.
Whether family or friends, Dai could see fear in their eyes.
So be it. End all this, then change places to continue her research.
Perhaps this was her fate—destined to be alone.
“Miss Dai, are you feeling unwell? Why did you suddenly return to your room?”
The door was knocked by Feilin, bringing Dai back to awareness.
She sat up straight, put away the notebook and books, and restored her expression to normal.
“Mm, a bit unwell.”
“Then I’ll bring you hot milk. Drink it and rest early.”
Feilin’s footsteps gradually moved away.
Dai’s hand unconsciously touched the book’s edge.
He probably didn’t notice, right?
Otherwise he definitely wouldn’t contact her now—he’d immediately make her leave.
Thinking this, Dai’s heart finally relaxed, and her tense expression eased somewhat.
“Miss Dai, may I come in?”
After getting Dai’s permission, Feilin pushed open the door and entered.
He keenly sensed Dai was stealing glances at him.
Could it be!
Could it be that Dai tutoring him directly made her vomit blood from anger!
Was he really that bad?
Feilin placed the milk on the desk, carefully observing Dai.
“Miss Dai, shall I massage your shoulders?”
Dai was stunned and instinctively scooted aside.
“S-sorry for the trouble.”
Her voice was lighter than usual, as if hiding something.
Feilin’s hands gently fell on her shoulders. Through the thin knit sweater, he could feel her slight trembling.
She was actually trembling from his anger!
Feilin felt his self-esteem severely damaged.
“Feilin, I have a question for you.”
“Go ahead.”
Feilin was already prepared to be mocked by Dai.
“If one day you discovered your client was someone hated and hunted by the whole world, would you still serve her?”
Feilin’s hands continued massaging Dai’s shoulders.
“Depends on the person. If it were someone else, I might consider terminating the contract.”
Dai’s eyelashes drooped slightly, her gaze dimming.
“But if it were Miss Dai, I wouldn’t, because we’re lovers. Since we’re lovers, we should hold hands and face all problems together. So I wouldn’t leave Miss Dai.”
“I wouldn’t hold hands with you…”
Dai said this with her mouth, but Feilin could feel her tense shoulders suddenly relax.
She lowered her head, her long hair covering her reddened ear tips, but those slightly trembling eyelashes and pressed lips couldn’t hide the turmoil in her heart.
“It’s getting late. Rest early, Miss Dai.”
Feilin closed the door and left. Only then did Dai’s heart completely calm.
Good thing he didn’t notice.
Dai was still savoring Feilin’s words just now.
“Don’t blindly promise things you don’t know about…” Dai murmured to herself, her face carrying a rare gentleness. Her tone was very light, light like acting spoiled.
Dai took out her notebook and casually flipped through it, wanting to see today’s records.
Her hand froze on one page.
There were obvious water stains on it.
They definitely weren’t there before cooking.
She slammed the notebook shut, her whole person like being struck by lightning, those dark green eyes instantly widening.
Feilin saw it!