Super Righteous Player
Chapter 315 - 313: Awkward Chat about the Child’s Transcendence_1

Chapter 315: Chapter 313: Awkward Chat about the Child’s Transcendence_1

The more he conversed with Miss Bofis, the more the child felt embarrassed.

He had always been quite inept at dealing with women. The cuter they were, the less he knew how to handle them...

Take a lady like Jiu’er, for example, he could instead treat her naturally like a brother.

The first time he met Jiu’er, he was somewhat nervous... but after seeing her frightened and then chopping up the enemy with her berserker actions, that tinge of nervousness he felt towards the opposite sex immediately dissipated.

——It was replaced by a strong sense of fear.

There was this premonition that one day he might anger this little ancestor and get chopped up by her with an axe all of a sudden...

As for Xitan Pulan and Defu... the child was quite nervous the first time he met them. But as Annan’s designated team leader, he had to maintain his dignity.

Fortunately, although Xitan Pulan was young, she handled herself with considerable composure. She keenly sensed the child’s nervousness and kept her distance from him.

The two hardly ever chatted idly except to discuss serious matters, which relieved the child.

As for Defu...

The child suddenly felt less nervous when he realized Defu’s age range...

After all, such nervousness was just because he cared about the other person’s opinion of himself.

And this feeling of nervousness became even more pronounced when he was alone with Miss Bofis...

"Julian, Julian!"

Bofis cooed at the silver-haired male elf the child was impersonating, "Don’t space out, talk to me!"

The child held a chakram, standing in front of that huge tree.

And Bofis encircled him and the tree with her hands behind her back, asking, "How’s your Vine Strike Technique coming along?

"Show me, Julian!"

She seemed to have endless energy, her footsteps never stopping, and her voice didn’t falter due to the child’s lack of response; she kept finding new topics, "Julian, you haven’t forgotten it, have you? I’m very good, you know? Do you want to learn how to fly with me?"

"Hiss..."

The child drew in a sharp breath.

How should he put it.

He was genuinely a bit tempted...

...Flying and such, he really did want to learn.

But if he couldn’t learn it, would that give him away?

Such worries made the child hesitant to say anything with too much information before he understood the situation clearly.

The only consolation was that this "Julian" seemed to be naturally reticent.

So the child’s impersonation, thus far, hadn’t been exposed.

The child remained silent for a moment, then murmured in a low and serious voice, "The weather..."

"The weather?"

"Today’s weather is really nice..."

"What do you mean the weather is nice!"

Bofis was directly amused by the child’s words, bending over with peals of laughter.

Her happy demeanor even made the child wonder if his mundane small talk held some pun or inside joke in the elves’ context...

...Was it really that funny?

But seeing the atmosphere seemed to improve, the child coughed lightly and cautiously inquired, "Bofis... what did you eat this morning?"

"Huh? Why ask all of a sudden?"

Bofis was also a bit taken aback by the child’s question.

She thought for a moment and then hesitantly replied, "It was... grilled fish and fried bread, with milk."

"Ah, quite a hearty breakfast."

"Eh? Ah, you mean I ate too much?"

"No no no, not at all, just that... Ah, could it be a bit, just slightly unhealthy? Because of the high oil content..."

The child spoke with a little bit of a stutter.

The conversation was so perplexing and awkward that even Bofis, who had been happily circling around the child, stopped in her tracks and looked at him in confusion.

Realizing the conversation was becoming a bit awkward, the child fell silent for a while then abruptly changed the subject, "Does Bofis have something she likes?"

"...Uh, huh?"

Bofis felt even more confused.

After pondering for a long time, she cautiously asked, "The thing you like... are you going to give me a present, Julian?

"If that’s the case... then just an ordinary piece of jewelry would be fine. Something shiny, not too valuable."

The excessively confused questioning method of "Julian" today made her brain focus entirely on figuring out "what exactly Julian is referring to," so much so that her hands, held behind her back, clenched together unconsciously.

"Ah, yes..."

The child became even more nervous due to Bofis’s response.

He had hoped that Bofis would answer with "I like that big machine," or "I like the deer on the streets," and then he could have continued by asking, "What is that, tell me about it."

But instead, Bofis very politely told him, "I like anything that Julian gives me."

...What should I do now?

How do I continue the conversation?

It’s, it’s so hard to chat...

Would it be better if I were streaming live? Maybe get some advice and strategy...

No, better not.

I guess it’s still better not to stream.

Otherwise, they may laugh at me for being a virgin who has never been in a relationship...

The child had never even confessed to a girl since his school days. Without a confession, there naturally was no such thing as a heartbreak.

At most, it would be a cloud heartbreak...

"Then, Bofis..."

The child was silent for a while, then suddenly got straight to the point, "Have you heard of the Frostspeaker?"

"...Uh? Eh? Wait, I have indeed heard of them... Are you interested in the Frostspeaker?"

She was a bit baffled by the lurch in logic.

Fear gradually crept onto Bofis’s face, and she stepped back unconsciously.

...Does Julian not like to talk because he gets so weird when he does?

The two looked at each other and fell silent for a moment.

"Hiss..."

As if infected by the child, Bofis couldn’t help but take a deep breath.

She tried to muster her emotions and chose to continue with the topic at hand.

Because she wasn’t quite sure if she let the child continue to ramble on what strange topics he might land on...

"Frostspeaker... speaking of which, my mother has a pretty nice painting in her collection."

Bofis recalled carefully, saying, "It’s a painting personally done by Lord Yawen... it depicts the true form of my great grandmother.

"That painting is amazing! My great grandmother can even fly in the painting, and she can let out a terrifying roar — when the power from the roar reaches the outside world through the canvas, it can even frost the cursed rune rock pavement on the streets.

"Looking directly at that painting, one can receive a ’High-Level Influence of the Extreme Cold God.’ That painting is in my house, but I can’t take you to see it... after all, Julian, your body is still too weak. If your physique isn’t strong, you might be frozen to death by my great grandmother inside the painting."

As the child listened quietly to her talking, Bofis wasn’t hit by any more bizarre topics and didn’t lose her sanity.

She secretly breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly moved on to the next topic herself, "Speaking of which, speaking of which, did your mother ever teach you how to improve your physical fitness? I know about that too..."

...Very good, the atmosphere is gradually getting better.

It seems I’m finally getting familiar with her... and even got some strange information.

The child inwardly rejoiced.

He had just been thinking about asking something like, "May I inquire what you think of your mother," to subtly glean some information.

Because he was really embarrassed to directly start talking about topics that should only come up after becoming friends; yet he didn’t know how to become friends with girls...

This is truly hard for me.

The child couldn’t help but sigh.

"...Oh, right, right, speaking of which, Julian! Are you interested in the Vine Strike Technique? You know, my profession... "

I, it’s so hard for me...

Bofis, scared by the child’s awkward attempts at conversation, didn’t dare to stop talking. She could only try hard to find new topics while silently crying inside her heart.