Translator: BambooTriangle
Editor: DragonFae
After being pulled far away by Rimbaud, Bai Chunian was still looking back frequently. “Is she really Venus? The goddess in charge of love and desire? I—you guys are teaming up to tease me, right?”
“Just a beautiful and arrogant girl.” Rimbaud covered Xiao Bai’s eyes, led him out of the way, and then removed the hand that covered his sight.
Bai Chunian’s eyes lit up. Everywhere he saw, there were green grape vines and crystal clear purple grapes hanging on the pergola. A long stone table was placed under the vines, and some fashionably dressed men and women gathered at the table drinking wine. Explosive colorful lights were flashing and the DJ guy wearing sunglasses was smashing the keys to the rhythm of the drums.
Bai Chunian, “?”
Rimbaud grabbed him and pushed forward. “While everyone is here, hurry up and ask for gifts.”
“Hey, no need…”
“It’s okay, they’ll be happy to do it.”
Bai Chunian originally thought that Rimbaud had a close relationship with the gods, but later he gradually discovered that Rimbaud seemed to be collecting protection fees.
The DJ brother took off his sunglasses and looked at Rimbaud. His face suddenly turned pale. Hearing the news of Rimbaud’s marriage, he smiled in surprise and quickly put his arms around Bai Chunian’s neck and took him aside. “Bro, I will give you a musical talent, marrying him is really a good deed!”
Bai Chunian immediately gained the associated ability, “Sound of Nature.”
“Why would I need musical talent… Are you Orpheus?” Bai Chunian asked in a low voice, “The one whose singing is said to outshine the sirens? It’s an honor to meet you at last, a real honor.”
“Oh, don’t mention it.” Orpheus sighed repeatedly. “I didn’t know he would be born in the form of a siren. Now he finds me an eyesore. Whenever I travel to South America, I always encounter storms at sea. And I get seasick more easily, so unlucky.”
“Does Poseidon not care about him?”
“It’s better for old guy Poseidon to do less than to do more. Besides, even if you try to control him, he won’t listen at all. I think he only listens to you. I’ll leave him in your care, bro.”
Bai Chunian assured the handsome young man that he would persuade Rimbaud not to target him again when he returned.
Rimbaud took him around and gained a bunch of strange associated abilities; such as the ability to see the number of legs of an insect at a glance, the ability to break open fruits into equal parts, the ability to weigh items with both hands, the ability to see the internal structure when touching a stone, and the most useful of which was the business ability given by god of thievery, Hermes.
After going around, Bai Chunian’s three views were shattered. To say they were not gods, yet giving associated abilities could only be achieved with the Research Institute’s HD agent. To say they were gods, the abilities given were all strange and didn’t seem to be of much help to him.
A god named Bacchus raised his glass and welcomed Rimbaud and his queen. Rimbaud stood up to greet them and said with a smile, “I have a new name, Rimbaud.”
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The guests were stunned and whispered among themselves, “How could he allow someone to give him a name? This is against the rules.”
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“He was very heroic. He did something that none of us have ever done. It was gratifying just by watching, bahahahahahaha. But in the end, he chose to forgive them, which is a satisfactory result.” Bacchus laughed and looked at Rimbaud, only to receive a cold glare in return.
Bacchus shed two drops of sweat. “What’s wrong? Is this something that can’t be said?” He quickly added a few words with a smile, then said to Bai Chunian, “Oh, he doesn’t want the queen to hear about his cruel past. In any case, he has too many tyrannical deeds. If you count them all, sealing the sea is nothing. Young man, don’t be afraid, haha.”
Rimbaud closed his eyes and held his forehead.
Bai Chunian listened to Bacchus boasting with great interest, who drunkenly told stories about Rimbaud before and after he ruled the Sea Clan.
“He is the incarnation of the ocean. He existed in every corner of the world before his body was born. His consciousness drifted with the current, swallowed up the land, and also sent it away through the ark that carried life. He liked furry things, and there happened to be quite a bit on that ship.” The God Bacchus held his chin and raised his glass. “After that, Poseidon tamed him and made him change from being violent and irritable to being gentle… He was still irritable until two hundred and seventy years ago, when his body turned into a merman inside a mermaid’s belly, and he guarded the Sea Clan as their siren leader. But what was different from before was that he developed advanced intelligence, which was completely different from those foolish merfolks.”
“It’s a pity that the stupid merfolk clan betrayed him and elected a new king when he entered the underwater volcano to suppress the lava. They expelled the scarred him to the ship of human scientists, and he was salvaged ashore. You know everything about what happened next. ”
“Yes, I know everything that happened afterwards. He originally planned to give up his people and humanity, but in the end he didn’t give up either one.” Bai Chunian sat at the table, holding the wine in front of him in a daze.
“We don’t know the details of what happened next. By the way, please tell us about how you guys met. We haven’t heard stories in years.”
“That’s… let me think about where to start,” Bai Chunian thought for a moment and smiled, showing the tips of his canine, “I was just born at that time, and my form was somewhere between a human and a white lion. He walked next to my incubator, noble and beautiful. I really wanted to ask his name, but he didn’t answer. I only know that he lives in the sea of Honduras…”
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After three rounds of drinking, the table was full of drunk guests. Bai Chunian was also a little dizzy. He looked around and found that Rimbaud was missing, so he stood up holding the table and stumbled to look for him.
Rimbaud sat on the edge of the cliff, his legs hanging outside, the turbulent sea beneath his feet.
Bai Chunian squatted beside him and pressed his hot forehead to Rimbaud’s cold neck in an attempt to cool down.
“We had a great time chatting.” Bai Chunian said, rubbing the crook of his neck.
“Did they tell you about all of my bad past?”
“They did.”
Rimbaud gritted his teeth. “Do you want to scold me?”
“No, although you get angry easily, you have your own reasons every time. You don’t need to explain to anyone, I understand.”
Bai Chunian hugged him from behind and put his chin on his shoulder.
Rimbaud’s hard heart suddenly melted into water, flowing softly in his chest.
“Your friends are so interesting. Can we come around more often in the future? I don’t think they are imaginary, they are no different from my colleagues.”
Rimbaud touched his drunken face. “Our strength comes from people’s beliefs. Now it has become very weak and has been gradually forgotten. Human civilization has replaced us. If we choose to fight on land, I would be no match for Yan Yi.”
“But the ocean connects the past and the future, connecting humans and gods. I have never changed.” Rimbaud turned around and hugged him.
Bai Chunian was a little sleepy and drunk, half-closing his eyes in silence.
“What are you thinking about?” Rimbaud asked.
“I was wondering why you forgave humans after you decided to seal the sea.” Bai Chunian’s eyes became blurred because he was so drunk, and he asked softly on Rimbaud’s cheek, “Actually, Aileen is in your hands now, isn’t she?”
Rimbaud was startled. He put his palms on Bai Chunian’s eyes and comforted him with the gentle and fragrant scent of white musk rose. “Go to sleep, let’s talk after you wake up.”
Bai Chunian’s eyelids became heavier and heavier, and he fell into Rimbaud’s arms and fell asleep.
When the cool sea breeze woke him up, he was already on the swaying deck. The transparent deck was like glass, and he could clearly see the fish swimming under the boat and the floating water plants.
Bai Chunian had a hangover and a headache. He rubbed his head and sat up. He looked around and saw only Rimbaud sitting on the edge of the hydrated steel ark. The end of his long fishtail was soaked in the water, bringing out a string of bubbles, which then turned into blue glowing jellyfish.
“Wow…how long have I been asleep…” Bai Chunian glanced at his watch, “It’s already afternoon.”
“Half a year. You drank Bacchus’ wine, did you forget?”
“??? Really?” Bai Chunian stood up awkwardly, “Why didn’t you wake me up?”
“We originally could have gotten more gifts.” Rimbaud threw a conch shell that he had just eaten at his head. “The party is over already, silly.”
“Then let’s go to the next place. Anyway, when traveling around the world, one must go everywhere. Let me see the route… Good god, we have already passed Greece. Let’s go directly to Italy, passing through Sicily.” Bai Chunian rubbed his eyes and walked over, leaning on the inside of the boat, looking at the map on his watch, and placing a hand naturally on Rimbaud’s waist.
Rimbaud thought he would question him about Aileen after he woke up, but he seemed to have forgotten what he had asked before falling asleep. He did not bring up that woman and only concentrated on planning the next travel destination.
Rimbaud was a little nervous, and his fingertips couldn’t help but clenched the edge of the boat.
His hand was suddenly held, and Bai Chunian brought his hand to his lips. “Why are you sweating?”
“I…don’t you have anything to ask me?”
“No.” Bai Chunian kissed his angular knuckle bones.
Rimbaud stared at the sea level in the distance and was silent for a while. Finally, he couldn’t help but grab Bai Chunian’s collar and pull him in front of him. “Okay, I admit that I asked them for Aileen when negotiating with Yan Yi. Aileen is in my hands, I am torturing her, I told you everything, are you satisfied with this?!”
He raised his hand, and a rectangular piece of hydrated steel floated in the sea. A woman’s finger was tightly trapped inside, with long knuckles and bright red nails. It was squeezed tightly into a small transparent box.
“That’s all that’s left. While you were sleeping, I went to get her back.” Rimbaud stared closely at Bai Chunian’s stunned eyes, “I have trapped her in hydrated steel for the past year. Every day, the edge of the cage shrinks by a millimeter, squeezing her body, smelting her soul, and squeezing out the energy to feed my people…and Ai Ai.”
“Even so, I did not save Ai Ai, because he had done evil and I could not give him any racially unbalanced justice; the sea would give him a judgement and decide whether to forgive his atrocities.”
“As for Aileen, she took away my cherished things time and time again. This is the punishment she deserves.” Rimbaud’s chest was surging with emotion as he spoke, and his eyes were red. “Too many people owe me, but I can forgive them for you. I only want her life. Don’t say that I was wrong. I don’t want to hear this coming out of your mouth. I will feel very uncomfortable.”
Rimbaud looked directly into Bai Chunian’s eyes coldly, trying his best to show his firmness and majesty, but the fear in his eyes could not deceive him, and the warning in his mouth was just a plea.
His body suddenly tilted, he lost his balance and fell from the edge of the boat. He was picked up by the alpha’s strong hands and wrapped in his warm chest.
Bai Chunian hugged him with one hand, and took the hydrated steel box he was holding tightly with the other hand. A stream of brandy pheromone spread along his left hand, penetrating the hard outer wall of the hydrated steel, and the woman’s finger turned into a marble.
The marble was bright red, like the lipstick that Aileen often wore.
“Don’t cry.” Bai Chunian nuzzled the aggrieved omega who was hugging his neck and about to cry, “Are you afraid that I will blame you for threatening the president?”
Rimbaud raised his eyes, a few tiny pearls hanging on his eyelashes.
“It’s true, but I won’t blame you in place of the president.” Bai Chunian stroked his back, “I don’t want to see you killing innocent people indiscriminately, but I won’t see you suffer in vain.”
Bai Chunian licked his lips and couldn’t help but kiss the wet Rimbaud. What a silly wife.
“Are there any enemies left? Make me a list.”
Rimbaud’s eyes brightened little by little. He pursed his lips and turned his head to one side.
“None, I don’t need your help. I will avenge myself.”
The ghostly glass ship floated on the sea, and a group of dolphins jumped out of the water, surrounding the ship with white waves. The water droplets splashed on the heads of the two people, like a layer of gauze holding up the sunlight.
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(In this situation, he should give a bouquet of flowers to his wife. Bai Chunian thought of the associated ability, “Bone-Grown Flowers,” given by the Flower Goddess, so he created a bouquet of flowers and brought it to him.
Yet the bouquet only contained ten slimy, colorful carpet anemones, one of which contained an unlucky clownfish.
This associated ability turned out to be nothing more than putting together the bouquet of flowers; the flowers had to be dug up on the spot by lucky spectators randomly selected from within a hundred meter radius of the initiator.)
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