Chapter 1789: The Magic Academy's Eastern Exchange Student 20

The next day, Laisuo, who had barely rested, seemed to have been reborn, visibly jumping up with joy, and even the way to the Holy Temple with Jin Chen felt relaxed.

Are you really that happy?

On the magic carriage, Jin Chen poked Laisuo's cheek, lifted his eyelids, and asked.

Early in the morning he was summoned to the Holy Temple, so sleepy he didn't want to open his eyes.

Mm!

Laisuo nodded eagerly, "Lai En will wake up soon, Aliya will get what she deserves, I'm happy."

Jin Chen didn't say more, lowered his eyes and continued to rest with closed eyes, but he felt it wasn't that simple.

According to the original plot, the Holy Temple's rejection of Laisuo wasn't ordinary; even if he was the Holy Son's brother, it wouldn't help, and he would face even stricter control.

Today, going to the Holy Temple, Laisuo was either a used‑up tool or a hero who captured the Unaligned Mage; it all depended on what the Holy Emperor said.

But the child had finally been happy for a while, and Jin Chen didn't dampen his mood.

Blocking a dog with a stick has always been a fine tradition of the Huaxia Continent.

【... Guess you want to say, soldiers come, generals block?】

【The meaning is the same.】

Ling Gun Gun said he had learned something again.

Jin Chen.

Laisuo suddenly called out to him, leaning his head over from below to look at him, "You're not happy?"

No.

Jin Chen withdrew from his thoughts, embraced Laisuo, rested his chin on his shoulder and yawned, lazily saying, "I'm exhausted."

That's how it is.

Laisuo inexplicably felt a pang of heartache, tried to relax his shoulders so Jin Chen could lean more comfortably; after a while, wanting to speak to him, he realized Jin Chen seemed already asleep.

He slightly turned his head, gazing at Jin Chen's calm, handsome face, unconsciously easing his breath; the scorching warmth from his shoulder and neck made his heart start bubbling again.

But this time it seemed more intense than before, like when a magic potion reaches its crucial stage, the whole cauldron filled with boiling and tension.

He stared for a long time, as if reluctant to look away.

He wondered whether, after Lai En woke up, he could still study at the academy; Laisuo thought, no matter what, this period was his best time.

【Detected Villain Heartthrob Value +5, total 50!】

Laisuo didn't even notice the magic carriage had stopped.

Until he suddenly met Jin Chen's peach‑blossom eyes opening, hearing a voice devoid of sleepiness say, "We're at the Holy Temple; if you haven't had enough, go back and look however you like."

Even if Laisuo were denser, he'd understand Jin Chen's meaning; his face instantly flushed, he jumped from Jin Chen's arms off the carriage, and the cold wind cleared his head.

They came to help the Holy Temple clarify the Unaligned Mage affair; logically they should have been invited in through the main gate, but the gate was shut, and the guards waiting for them demanded they enter via the magic teleportation gate.

Really sorry, but the Holy Temple stands for eternal light and pure hope, and cannot allow any dark mage to enter openly.

The Guard Captain gave this explanation.

Jin Chen leisurely jumped off the carriage, hooked Laisuo's shoulder, scanned the Guard Captain, and said, "Your light is just recruiting the Unaligned Mage to become the Holy Son."

Guard Captain: "……"

He refused to discuss the topic that almost made the Holy Temple lose face, personally guiding the two into the teleportation gate, but including the gatekeeper elf and the Holy Temple's attendants, they all maintained an absolutely rejecting yet hypocritically friendly attitude toward Laisuo.

It was almost as if they were directly monitoring him, and the omnipresent holy light magic only highlighted how out of place Laisuo was here.

Laisuo already disliked being noticed, and this level of surveillance made him feel tense and uncomfortable just a few steps inside.

Jin Chen thought, took Laisuo's hand and pulled him into his embrace, "Close your eyes."

Laisuo instinctively closed his eyes.

In the next instant, their figures vanished from the spot.

The observing guard unit and elves:!!!

At the same time, the Main Hall.

The Holy Emperor sat on his jeweled throne, facing the two boys who had suddenly appeared before him.

The mages inside the Main Hall were even more frightened, hastily drawing their wands and warily watching the newcomers.

Jin Chen looked at the Holy Emperor, whose whole body glittered with gold light, then casually shifted his gaze.

What an aesthetically terrible old fool.

"How did you break in?" the Holy Emperor exclaimed in shock.

Jin Chen: "If I told you, you wouldn't be happy."

Who knows if that broken shield could stop anyone.

The Holy Emperor glanced at Laisuo with slight disdain, stroking his fluffy, curly, white‑gray beard, and said, "Long time no see, Laisuo."

Looks like you completed your mission well.

Laisuo was startled by the changing scenery around him, and upon seeing the Holy Emperor he quickly got to the point.

"Has Lai En woken up? Where is he? I want to see him."

Laisuo said it almost impatiently.

"The Holy Light Power Source has returned to Lai En's body; he'll awaken in a month or so; if you want to go see him, you may."

The Holy Emperor's aged face showed a false smile, "But you and Lai En are destined not to remain brothers; do you understand?"

Laisuo paused, lowered his eyes, and whispered softly, "I understand."

In fact, before Lai En's accident, they had not seen each other for nearly two years, which was exactly the period when Lai En succeeded as Holy Son.

But in Laisuo's heart, Lai En will always be the frail younger brother he raised spoonful by spoonful of medicine.

"What's that, take these two guests to see the Holy Son Your Highness; after that, interrogate the Unaligned Mage."

Yes.

The tall, thin pointy-nosed mage stepped forward, making a "please" gesture at the two, but his attitude was extremely arrogant, as if he couldn't be bothered to look at them, and he let out an inexplicable snort of contempt.

Jin Chen raised an eyebrow, and the hand not holding Laisuo lifted vaguely.

Pat—

The pointy-nosed mage threw him to the ground, accidentally poking his nose; he screamed in pain, his cries filling the main hall.

"Shenduo, what are you doing!" the Holy Emperor, though old, was startled and shouted angrily.

"Damn it……"

Shenduo covered his bleeding nose, first apologizing to the Holy Emperor, then glaring angrily at the two youths.

"Was this your prank?!"

Jin Chen, stern-faced: "Any evidence?"

"No evidence, I'll sue you for slander!"

The Holy Emperor narrowed his eyes at Jin Chen, idly playing with his scepter, "The youth from Huaxia Continent, I hear your power is mysterious enough to withstand the entire Holy Temple Knight Squad."

"Thank you for the praise."

"……" Who praised you?

The Holy Emperor didn't say much more, letting the two leave the main hall; what he was calculating in his mind remained unknown.

"Has Ailinna not come yet? Were the invitations not sent out?" the Holy Emperor asked the mage beside him.

"Your Majesty, Dean Ailinna replied that she…… hasn't woken up and can't come."

Just repeating those words made the mage feel his tongue burn; he dared not look at the Holy Emperor.

And Ailinna's original words made him even more unwilling to speak them.

——"Make that Holy Emperor who's reigned two hundred years, with eyes higher than the sky, remember this brat: from now on, stop bothering me while I sleep—this is important!"