bioinnovel Chapter 158 The Prophet Who Asked for Leave
Chapter 158 The Prophet Who Asked for Leave
Hanhe New City, City Lord's Mansion, early morning.
As the first rays of sunlight streamed through the stained-glass windows and fell upon the long table in the restaurant, the figure who always appeared on time to have breakfast with everyone, no matter how busy he was, was absent today.
Leah rubbed her sleepy eyes and sat down, habitually looking towards the head of the table, only to find the chair empty.
She wrinkled her little nose: "Where's my brother? Did he stay in bed too long again?"
Vera was also a little confused and was about to go look for it.
Elune noticed that there seemed to be a neatly folded letter under the plate at the head of the table.
She walked over, picked up the letter, and unfolded it.
Familiar, elegant handwriting came into view:
Dear friends:
See the word as the face.
By the time you read this letter, I will have already left Hanhe New City.
I've been overwhelmed with official duties lately, facing pressure both domestically and internationally, and I'm mentally and physically exhausted.
In my humble opinion, a string that is too taut is easily broken, and a bow that is too stretched is difficult to maintain.
In order to be in better shape to meet future challenges, I have decided to temporarily put down my burdens and rest for a few days.
This trip is solely for solitude and quiet contemplation, to relax and rejuvenate the mind and body; it involves no urgent matters or dangerous actions.
Please do not disturb or worry.
When the seven-day period is up, I will surely return.
Lynn left]
The letter was brief, but its meaning was crystal clear.
The Prophet has abandoned his post and gone on vacation! A seven-day vacation at that!
Moreover, they didn't bring any of their harem members with them.
The implication is rather obvious.
The restaurant fell silent instantly; you could hear a pin drop.
A few seconds later—
"Waaaaah!!! My brother doesn't want me anymore!!!" Leah was the first to break down. Her little mouth trembled, her big blue eyes instantly filled with tears, and she burst into loud sobs.
"He must be annoyed by me! He thinks I'm always bothering him! He thinks my plum juice doesn't taste good!!"
She became increasingly distressed as she spoke, tears streaming down her face like a broken string of pearls. She buried her face in Vera's arms, sobbing, "Sister Vera! Does my brother hate me now?!"
While Vera frantically tried to comfort Leah, her own eyes widened with anger, her cheeks puffed out: "That big bad Lynn! He just ran off without a word! He must have been unable to stand... unable to stand certain people bothering him every day!"
As she spoke, she gave a meaningful glare to Vilitas on the other side of the table.
Veritas was the one with the calmest reaction.
She gracefully picked up her teacup, took a sip of floral tea, her purple eyes swept over the letter, and a half-smile curved her lips, as if she had expected this all along.
"Oh dear, it seems the Prophet really needs to rest." Her voice was soft and charming, with a hint of innocence.
"It's been really tough lately."
She deliberately emphasized the word "hard work," causing Vera and Leah to glare at her simultaneously.
"It's all your fault!"
"It's all because you're always bothering your brother! You've worn him out and made him run away!"
Leah sobbed as she made the accusation.
"that is!"
"You...you've gone too far!"
Vera and Leah share a common hatred for the enemy.
Elune held the letter and sighed softly.
She understood Lynn's pressure, but his sudden departure was indeed worrying. She looked at Veritas: "Mrs. Veritas, do you... know where he's going?"
Veritas shook her head, her smile unchanged: "Where the Prophet wishes to go is his prerogative."
"He actually said he would definitely be back in seven days."
"Let's wait patiently for him."
Even so, a hint of resentment and disappointment flickered deep in her eyes, and she harbored even more grievances in her heart.
He promised to spend time with me, but he went out to play by himself.
No wonder he's always being called a big jerk and a big bad guy.
What a terrible owner!
Sylvia kept her head down, eating her bread in small bites, not daring to participate in the discussion, but she was also silently worried.
Catgirl Amber flicked her tail, yawned, and expressed her incomprehension of their complex emotions.
People reacted differently, but the news that Lynn had run away from home was confirmed.
The highest authority in Hanhe New City took a vacation as the shadow of war loomed over him.
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Meanwhile, in the Sky Dome Ancient Tree Area, on the woodland leading to Stardew Town.
A seemingly ordinary bird of prey, with grayish-brown plumage and a size slightly larger than that of a typical eagle-like magical beast, was gliding smoothly.
On its back sat a rather young wolf-orc.
He had short, slightly messy yet wildly beautiful silver-gray hair, with a pair of fluffy wolf ears with black tips standing up from his hair, which were now turning slightly sensitively, capturing the messages in the wind.
His features were well-defined, with thick, dark eyebrows, long eyes, and clear amber pupils. His eyes were bright and alert, with a sharpness unique to wolves.
He was well-proportioned and tall, dressed in the kind of clothing commonly worn by adventurers for ease of movement.
He wore a well-fitting leather jacket and trousers, covered by a dark green travel vest with many practical pockets. He carried a seemingly ordinary longbow and quiver on his back, and a short sword at his waist.
He looked like a young wolf warrior who had just left his tribe and was venturing out on his own.
This was Lynn, who had used a high-level transformation spell.
In order to completely break free from the constraints of his identity as a prophet and enjoy a few days of pure adventure, he not only changed his appearance and racial characteristics, but also simulated his aura to that of a pure werewolf half-orc warrior. He even gave himself a temporary name – "Baki".
As for the raptor beneath him, it was naturally Chongtian, who had also been subjected to a transformation spell.
It's now called "Gray Feather," an ordinary low-level flying magical beast mount.
"Greyfeather, let's find a suitable place to land up ahead." Lynn—now Baki—patted the neck of the large bird beneath him.
"If we walk in, we'll be less likely to attract attention, and we can better experience the forest."
"Okay, boss." Chongtian folded its wings and swooped down to a clearing in the forest below, landing smoothly.
Lynn lightly leaped off the eagle's back, her feet landing on the ground covered with soft moss and fallen leaves.
He took a deep breath, and the scent of earth, grass, flowers, and fresh air filled his lungs. Rich and vibrant natural magical elements surrounded him, making him feel every pore relax.
Sunlight filters through layers of leaves, casting dappled patterns of light.
The birdsong was melodious, and the stream murmured.
Far removed from politics, intrigue, and complicated emotional entanglements, Lynn felt more relaxed and joyful than ever before.
He couldn't help but stretch and let out a sigh of relief.
This is life!
Freedom! Adventure! The unknown!
He started walking along a path worn by wild beasts, heading in the general direction of Stardew Town.
With light steps, his amber wolf eyes curiously surveyed everything around him, as if he had truly returned to the early stages of his adventure in his previous life, when he had just entered the game and was filled with wonder at everything.
Soaring Sky, or rather, Gray Feather, shrank in size, becoming more like an ordinary falcon, and landed on his shoulder.
After walking for about half an hour, the forest became increasingly deep and tranquil.
Suddenly, the gray feather on his shoulder tilted its head and whispered, "Boss, there's something going on about 300 meters to the left front."
"The energy fluctuations are mixed, there are sounds of fighting, and... cries for help?"
Lynn paused in his steps.
He listened intently, and the wind indeed carried the faint sounds of clashing weapons, the roars of monsters, and panicked cries.
woc!
Sure, the hero saves the damsel in distress storyline right at the start of the adventure.
If they're good-looking, invite them to form an adventurer team.
If it's not good, then let's part ways here, and meet again someday.
"Let's go take a look." Lynn was a little impatient.