bookbashuk Chapter 50 The Shura Field You've Been Waiting For Is About to Happen
Chapter 50 The Shura Field You've Been Waiting For Is About to Happen
Elune practically floated back to her tent.
The breath on her lips, the warmth in her heart, the dreamlike scene, the intimate dance—all of these made Elune feel lightheaded.
She slipped into the tent like a thief, quickly pulled the curtain closed, and slid down against the rough canvas.
The moonlight was blocked out, and the only sound in the small space was her own rapid breathing.
In the darkness, she raised her finger and gently touched her lips.
It seemed that Lynn's warmth still lingered there.
Looking back, Elune no longer possesses that reckless, all-consuming courage.
"I can't believe it..."
Elune buried her burning face in her knees, her silver hair cascading down, obscuring her red ear tips and neck.
My chest is burning, like there's a little sun inside.
She remembered his focused gaze when he danced, the quiet tenderness in his voice when he said, "You can borrow my shoulder," and the fleeting loneliness in his eyes when he recounted the loss of his loved ones.
The final image freezes on the moment she kisses him, a fleeting look of surprise in his eyes that quickly transforms into a deep, almost overwhelming, soft glow.
"He...did not reject me."
Elune murmured softly, the corners of her mouth involuntarily turning upwards.
A sweet, unfamiliar taste flowed through Elune's heart.
She hugged her knees and chuckled secretly in the darkness.
But as he laughed, the smile slowly froze.
Because in that instant of kissing, when their souls briefly merged through the natural covenant...
Fragmented images and blurry figures flooded her senses uncontrollably.
The blue-haired, gray-eyed girl—it must be Lia, she guessed.
There was also an elf with very large breasts, Elune, but I don't know who she is.
Hmm, there are quite a few more...
A girl with white hair and red eyes, dressed in a mage's robe.
A mermaid with pink hair, blue eyes, and a pink tail.
There were also winged people with pure white wings and full heads of golden hair...
Even more, many more blurry outlines, flashing by in the fleeting glimpse of the soul.
The blush on Elune's face gradually faded, and her whole face was filled with puffed-up grievances, like a white little bun.
She loosened her knees, lay down on the bed covered with soft animal hides, pulled the blanket over herself, and covered herself completely.
In the darkness, she puffed out her cheeks.
"snort!"
A muffled sound came from under the covers, carrying a thick nasal tone and dissatisfaction.
"A giant, flowery radish!"
She thought of Lynn's brown eyes, which always held a gentle smile, and of his infatuated image surrounded by girls...
"While you were kissing me... you were already thinking about someone else!"
Elune grew angrier the more she thought about it, clenched her fists, and gave a small kick under the covers.
What child of nature! What prophet!
He's just... just a womanizer and a bad guy!
Despite the scolding, the sweet feeling of excitement did not disappear.
Instead, it's as if it's been soaked in vinegar, becoming clearer, hotter, and more... irresistible.
Elune peeked out from under the covers, her silver hair plastered messily to her sweaty forehead.
She grabbed the pillow next to her, hugged it tightly, buried her burning cheeks in it, and rolled around in a muffled sullen voice.
"Bad guy...bad guy..."
She muttered softly, her tone unconsciously carrying a sweet, coquettish quality.
She rolled around a few times but still wasn't satisfied, so she opened her mouth and bit down hard on the pillow.
The soft feathers were bitten so deeply that they were dented, leaving two rows of shallow teeth marks.
After taking a bite, she froze again.
Looking at the teeth mark on the pillow, I felt a bittersweet feeling in my heart.
Elune suddenly felt... like a child throwing a tantrum.
She loosened the pillow and gently stroked the teeth mark, her fingertips touching the soft fabric.
Then, her hand slowly moved down and touched her heart.
The mark of the natural covenant throbbed there, warm and steady, a stark contrast to her chaotic heartbeat.
She closed her eyes, and Lynn's face appeared in her mind again.
His helpless smile, his earnest gaze, the fireflies that fell into his hair as he danced, the timeless tenderness in his words, "Cherish the moment"...
And that kiss.
Elune's lips curled up uncontrollably again.
"But even if I knew..."
She murmured softly, her voice clear as a sigh in the silent tent.
Even knowing you're a womanizer...
I still like you.
She opened her eyes, her emerald green pupils shimmering with a watery light, yet they shone with an astonishing brightness.
A thought suddenly appeared, carrying a kind of resigned sweetness and relief.
"The girls you like..."
"Is your marriage, like mine, a preordained one, teacher?"
Outside the tent, the night wind rustled through the treetops.
It was as if it were responding to her unheard question.
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Meanwhile, in a makeshift treehouse several miles from the camp.
An emergency meeting of the Summer Strategy Staff was being held in a somber atmosphere.
"The plan has failed again!"
Thran lowered his hand and sighed, "Tonight's magic lesson plan not only failed, but our patriarch also..."
She paused, then said with a hint of reproach, "And you even got counter-sedence by the Prophet?"
Silence reigned inside the treehouse.
The elven elders looked at each other, their faces showing the helplessness of "plans can't keep up with changes".
"Look at the clan leader... he's like he's been bewitched, he's completely lost his usual aloof and dignified demeanor." An elder in charge of the celebration planning muttered under his breath.
"It's more than just being given a love potion, it's like being doused with a love potion from head to toe, my whole body is covered in pink bubbles." Another elder, who was originally a ranger, shook his head.
"So what do we do next?" Elder Xihai looked at Seran, his brows furrowed.
Don't rush.
A calm voice interrupted the elders' worries.
Everyone turned to look at the corner.
Ivital Star Orbit remained seated in her place, her eyes behind her glasses calm and unwavering, as she rapidly jotted something down on parchment with a quill pen.
After writing the last line, she put down her pen, adjusted her glasses, and slowly began to speak.
"I have another plan."
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By the time Lynn returned to the camp, it was already late at night.
The camp was quiet except for the soft footsteps of the night watchmen on patrol.
The scene of the sea of flowers was still replaying in his mind.
The unwavering determination and shyness in Elune's eyes when she took the initiative to kiss me, the shimmering silver hair in the moonlight as she fled, and the words, "For the rest of your life, please continue to teach me the Way of Nature"...
The way things are unfolding doesn't seem to be what I expected.
But it developed too well.
Originally, I just wanted to make up for a regret from my past life and show her the sea of fluorescent flowers that she had been longing for in her diary.
As a result, it seems that Elune has been successfully won over.
If you put wood in any corner, can you watch special CGs there?
oops.
The conflict between master and disciple is quite exciting.
How could I be so careless?
I got kissed again.
Seriously, I've lost my first kiss again today.
Why didn't you move away?
Okay, I didn't intend to hide at the time.
It's truly unforgettable.
Elune's lips are so soft and smell so good.
I don't even want to rinse my mouth later.
Lynn hummed a song happily as she walked towards her tent.
A faint glow was still emanating from inside the tent; it must have been the luminous mushroom lamp that had been lit before we left.
He lifted the curtain, bent down, and slipped inside—
"elder brother!"
A voice trembling with sobs suddenly rang out, followed by a soft, warm body carrying the familiar scent of lily of the valley, which crashed straight into his arms.
Lynn was knocked back half a step and instinctively reached out to catch it.
Leah hugged his waist tightly, buried her face in his chest, and greedily took a few deep breaths.
"Where did you go...Leah was so worried about you..."
Her voice was muffled, filled with lingering fear and grievance.
"I'm fine, I just went for a walk."
"Didn't I tell you to go to bed early? Why are you here again?"
Lynn subconsciously ruffled her hair, her tone gentle.
Leah did not answer.
She remained nestled in his arms, her nose twitching slightly.
Then, her body gradually stiffened.
The arms around Lynn's waist tightened slowly, her fingertips almost digging into his clothes.
She slowly raised her head.
Under the dim fluorescent light, his platinum-gray eyes gleamed with an eerie red glow.
"On my brother's body..."
"Why does it smell like another woman again...?"
She tilted her head slightly, her nose almost touching Lynn's collar, and took a deep sniff.
"This feels so familiar..."
"That cool, plant-like scent...and the sweet fragrance of flowers..."
Leah's pupils contracted sharply.
She raised her head and looked directly into Lynn's eyes.
The corners of her mouth slowly turned up, a curve so cold it was almost icy.
Her voice was soft, yet every word was like a knife.
"It's Chief Elune... right?"
"My dearest brother."
Inside the tent, the air suddenly froze.