Super Righteous Player
Chapter 331 - 329 Bernadino_1

Chapter 331: Chapter 329 Bernadino_1

"...Tsk."

Longjing Tea smacked his lips.

Although he could roughly guess what the kid did in his nightmare from the conversation between Annan and the child...

Not being able to witness it with his own eyes—or rather, not being able to record it as leverage and rush to mock him immediately, still felt somewhat unsatisfying.

After all, Longjing Tea had seen the child’s cringe-worthy attempts at chatting up strangers that could rouse both heaven and earth.

Kade wasn’t ugly to begin with, even quite delicate in appearance.

He was just simply lacking in hair density.

Before the kid retired, his family had sent him on blind dates, and Longjing Tea went as a wingman to assist.

The first time he saw what a mess Kade became in front of a strange beautiful girl, even the well-experienced Longjing Tea was shocked.

The initial meeting would roughly go, "Hey, what’s your star sign? I’m a Gemini, we’re quite compatible," "What do you do for work? Oh, that’s impressive," "Do you have any favorite games? Ah, you don’t play games..."

Then he’d run out of ammo.

If still unable to find a topic, after a brief silence, the kid would suddenly lunge forward with questions like, "Nice weather today, huh?" "Where are you from?" "What do you think of the temperature here?"—the air conditioner trio.

He was exceptionally skilled at forcing a conversation with his face.

—A shock to Longjing Tea.

Of course, Longjing Tea later learned the truth.

This was actually one of Kade’s relatively polite methods of discouragement.

In Kade’s own words... if he tried to bail from a hopeless blind date, he’d use this kind of conversation that left people at a loss for words to cool down the atmosphere.

But upon closer observation at close range (from the next table) several times, Longjing Tea finally confirmed the answer—this was a lie.

The real reason was that for some unknown reason, this idiot always felt somewhat self-conscious... or perhaps timid.

Whenever he really took a liking to someone but felt the odds weren’t good, he would self-destruct in this way to make the other person distance themselves. Then he could tell himself, "It’s not that I didn’t pursue her, it’s that she was out of my league."

That way, Kade wouldn’t feel guilty about his inaction, nor would he regret the outcome.

And who knows what divine beings Kade’s parents are...

Typically, whether male or female, the instant you meet your blind date, you know what the matchmaker thinks of you.

Usually, the result is lower than expected... and with the kid using this kind of escapism worthy of a comedian, his score should have been deducted long ago.

Mysteriously, however, every time Kade went on a blind date, the quality of the girls was exceptionally high... to the extent that Longjing Tea, sitting at the next table, would keep looking back.

Bear in mind, Longjing Tea was a bona fide rich second-generation.

He thought it over and felt it wasn’t right for Kade to waste his youth—what if he never found someone as good again?

So, like a father to Kade, Longjing Tea cheered him on, talked things out with him, and provided psychological counseling.

But to his sheer surprise, after Kade chanted his mantra "I can’t run away, I can’t run away, I can’t run away" to himself for quite a while, he choked on the spot when he actually got there...

Thus, Longjing Tea finally gave up completely.

From that point on, he decided to use shock therapy—every time the kid was dragged out on a blind date by his parents, he would make sure to arrive at the scene first, ready to mock him as soon as the girl left.

Until it was time for Longjing Tea to take over the family business.

But fortunately, the kid’s situation didn’t last long.

The reason was simple.

Because he went bald...

Consequently, the quality of the female counterparts also sharply declined, at least to a point where the kid could remain calm and cope smoothly. Later, as Kade became a top streamer after retirement, his standards rose. At least he no longer got nervous seeing other female broadcasters during "Fight Cat Night."

Unexpectedly...

After not having this situation for several years, here it was again.

I’m so curious—what girl has caught his eye this time?

What a headache, oh how curious I am.

"I really want to go see..."

Dragon Well tea muttered to himself and sighed as he closed the book.

...I just feel I can’t continue reading.

The content of the past two or three days’ livestreams has been too rich.

Whether it was the last few days when an unknown beautiful girl played a weather deck, the child’s incident which no one really understood; or Xitan Pulan’s livestream with an ancient guide leading a tour about "this scenic spot of my family’s relic"; as well as the footage captured by Sister Ganzi of Tan Juan’s older brother who had just arrived at Roth Fort today; not to mention Xiang Tiange carrying dangerous items and planning to enter the city...

I simply can’t continue studying.

Right now, Dragon Well tea’s state was like someone who is watching a livestream on a phone while trying to do practice problems and review for a postgraduate entrance exam.

—It would be strange if he could continue studying.

Even though all he needed to do was to skim through the knowledge from beginning to end... After Dragon Well tea realized that after reading four or five pages, large blocks of text were turning red, he completely gave up on the idea of multitasking.

Perhaps it’s still best to give myself a break...

He thought to himself.

When Dragon Well tea had packed up his things and was about to return to his dormitory,

He finally saw Clarence, his teacher whom he hadn’t seen for about two days, at the door.

Clarence wore black round-frame glasses and was still dressed in a red robe. He was attentively listening to something, his right hand’s fingers—long, fair, and with slender nails—subconsciously clicking against each other, making a low sound similar to the friction of metal cutlery.

In front of Clarence was a gloomy old man sitting in a wheelchair.

The old man was draped in a white coat similar to a Brotherhood’s hooded cassock, his head hanging low. Parts of his body that were exposed were wrapped in dark yellow bandages covered in dense black runes.

He had a mummy-like appearance.

For some reason, at the moment Dragon Well tea saw the old man, he felt a chill in his lower back. And just then, the words the old man had been muttering quietly had also stopped.

Dragon Well tea struggled to recall but couldn’t remember what the old man had been saying at all.

—It was certainly not an illusion.

Without a second thought, Dragon Well tea immediately walked over and respectfully performed an apprentice’s greeting to Clarence:

"...Good evening, Teacher Clarence."

"Hmm."

Clarence nodded, his usually gentle smiling face becoming rarefied and serious as he said, "It’s very late, go back and rest early."

"Yes, teacher."

"—Oh?"

Just then, the old man let out a low, hoarse laugh.

The laugh was filled with death.

It was chilling to the ear.

"Is he your student... Clarence?

"Won’t you introduce him to me?"

The old man slowly raised his head, revealing a genial smile.

His teeth were as decayed and yellow as a corpse’s.

It seemed as if what lay beneath the bandages was not a person... but a skeleton.

"Yes. You are correct."

Clarence merely nodded respectfully.

He calmly pointed at Dragon Well tea and introduced him in a low voice: "Let me introduce you—this is Dragon Well tea. A disciple who has not yet officially embarked on the Transcendent path."

He didn’t explain to the old man that Dragon Well tea wasn’t his disciple, nor his student.

He likewise subtly hinted to Dragon Well tea: "It’s better for you to be acquainted.

"This is Master Bernardino... Bernardino Treshaw. The Pope of the ’Bell Ringer,’ a Golden wizard with the title of ’The Pure Medium’... He is from the Soul Snatching School and also the founder of the ’Treshaw Carrier Monks’ profession.

"—He is also my mentor... and the instructor of Lord David Gerald during his student years."