Teacher Yvel's Worries

Feilin quickly glanced between Luo Wei and Evelyn, then suddenly realized something. "Oh! I get it now. Could it be that you've been bewitched by this Vampire Clan young lady? Mr. Luo Wei, have you become her lover?"

Evelyn was so furious she was ready to throw her out. She immediately signaled the tavern owner, and a group of staff emerged from the kitchen, armed with whatever they could grab.

"Mr. Luo Wei!" Feilin knew she had crossed a line, but she was determined to fulfill her sacred mission. She spoke rapidly, "You're human. There's no future with a Vampire Clan member. Just think about it—their lifespans are so long. You're just a fleeting amusement in her endless existence. But with us, if you join our cause—"

"Enough!" The words not only darkened Evelyn's expression but also made Luo Wei's face turn cold.

"Priestess Feilin, this is the last time I'll address you politely," Luo Wei said, his gaze icy. "I don't dislike the Church, but I despise you. Don't make me change my opinion of the Church because of you."

With that, he stared into Feilin's stunned eyes and let out a mocking laugh. Suddenly, his body twisted unnaturally.

A thick black tentacle slammed into her, sending her flying out of the tavern, while an invisible force slammed the door shut behind her.

Silence fell over the tavern.

Outside, Feilin wore an expression of disbelief.

"How... how is this possible...?"

It was as if her entire worldview had shattered. How could a human blessed by the holy gods be... such a monster?

A soft chuckle sounded beside her.

"I told you, but you wouldn't listen. Now you’ve been shut out, haven’t you?"

Bishop Lawrence looked at her with a mocking smile.

Feilin quickly composed herself and shot him a cold glare. "Since when does a vulgar fool like you get to lecture me? This is our sacred duty."

"And your duty involves harassing a Vampire Clan’s lover to preach?"

Feilin’s expression turned icy. Lawrence chuckled and leaned in, whispering in her ear, "The real mission is what comes next. The Holy Maiden has sent a divine decree regarding our next move..."

"Oh?" Feilin immediately scanned their surroundings and lowered her voice. "Let’s go. Back to the church."

...

Inside the tavern, Luo Wei ordered two more glasses of the local specialty, black malt beer, sliding one toward the visibly upset Evelyn.

"Teacher, don’t be angry. There’s no need to take the words of a fanatical zealot to heart."

"I know..." Evelyn sighed deeply and took a sip of the beer.

"Pfft—!"

She immediately spat it out, her expression even more miserable as she glared at Luo Wei.

"It’s so bitter! How can anyone enjoy this?"

Luo Wei burst into laughter. "Who was it that bragged about being able to hold their liquor?"

"I—I was just..." Evelyn gave a helpless smile. "You actually believed me when I was just showing off?"

Though she smiled, it was tinged with bitterness, and her mood remained gloomy.

Helena quietly pushed a plate of roasted meat toward her. "Here, eating something will make you feel better."

"Thank you, Helena." Evelyn found her little sister increasingly adorable and stuffed a large piece of meat into her mouth.

Luo Wei and Helena both watched her eat intently.

Under their gaze, Evelyn grew self-conscious.

She suddenly laughed. "I’m really not that angry. It’s not about her pestering you. It’s just that I..."

"Just that I..."

Her emerald-green eyes fixed on Luo Wei, lingering on his youthful face. Her voice grew quieter.

"Xiao Wei... do you think I’m too old for you?"

"Of course not!" Luo Wei shook his head firmly. "Teacher, to me, you’ll always be as beautiful as a flower, forever eighteen!"

Evelyn sighed. "How could I possibly be eighteen? Stop trying to flatter me..."

Luo Wei turned to Helena. "Hey, this roasted meat is really good. Boss, another plate! And three more beers!"

"Brother, I don’t want beer!"

"Yes, you do! You’ll have to grow up someday!"

"Waaah, not all adults drink! Inspector Raymond never touches alcohol..."

"That’s because he’s allergic. No wonder his promotions are so slow..."

Watching Luo Wei deliberately steer the conversation away, Evelyn’s eyes shimmered faintly. He always did this—never wanting her to feel uncomfortable.

But today, after hearing the priestess’s words, a deep crack in her heart had been ruthlessly exposed. As Luo Wei often said, perhaps this was what it meant to be... emotionally shattered.

She might live for a very, very long time—a thousand years? They said her talents were exceptional, so maybe even two thousand?

But no matter how long she lived, one thing was undeniable: a Vampire Clan member and a short-lived human could hardly have a future. That was why Annie had been so shocked at first...

Yet today, right at this moment, she had made up her mind. She wouldn’t run away anymore.

So what if she was an old woman? Who cared?

"Xiao Wei!" Evelyn suddenly pulled Luo Wei close, forcing him to face her.

"Don’t you want to know how old I really am?"

Luo Wei blinked at her serious expression.

"I do! I do!" Helena eagerly leaned in.

"Go eat over there!" Evelyn rolled her eyes at her.

Luo Wei chuckled. "Teacher, if you don’t want to say, you don’t have to tell me."

"No! You have to know!" Evelyn suddenly pressed close to his ear, her tone fierce. "How can a partner not know the other’s age? I’m telling you today! But you’d better not laugh at me!"

Seeing her determination, Luo Wei stopped smiling. "Alright, Teacher. Tell me."

Evelyn released him and glanced at Helena, who had moved away to eat but was clearly eavesdropping, her little ears perked up.

Her cheeks flushed slightly as she lowered her head, her voice barely audible.

"Well..."

"I’m..."

"276 years old."

Before Luo Wei could react, Helena’s eyes widened.

"Wait, shouldn’t that make you 28? But you always said you were 26!"

"Shut up! Eat your meat!" Evelyn stuffed a piece of roasted meat into her mouth.

After the commotion, Evelyn nervously looked at Luo Wei.

"Xiao Wei? You..."

"Don’t worry..."

"Even if I live much longer than you... even if you were to die one day, I wouldn’t give up on you. I’d fight my way into hell to find you!"

Luo Wei burst out laughing. "Teacher, are you really worried I won’t live as long as you and die early?"

He took her hand. "How could I ever let you follow me in death?"

"Huh?" Evelyn looked at him, confused.

Luo Wei said with a serious expression, "Didn’t you hear what that crazy woman from the church said? I’m someone favored by the gods. Do you understand what that means?"

Evelyn shook her head in confusion.

Luo Wei gazed at her, suddenly reminded of someone with a mischievous grin. "Well... in short, the gods find me amusing. They like me. As long as those beings haven’t had their fill of entertainment with me, my life—Luo Wei’s life—is far tougher and longer than you’d imagine. So stop worrying needlessly~"

"Really?" Evelyn’s face lit up with surprise. "Wait, a god’s favored one? What’s going on? Now that I think about it, how do you even know you’re chosen?"

"Of course you wouldn’t know..." Luo Wei silently watched her. You can’t see my status panel, after all...

"Just trust me," Luo Wei murmured, ordering juice for her and Helena before raising his own beer mug.

"To surviving in this damned world," Evelyn said with a resigned smile.

"To a beautiful new world," Luo Wei declared.

"To..." Helena scratched her head, struggling to think.

"Then... to always eating delicious food! And with big brother!"

Three wooden mugs clinked together.

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