There's Something Wrong With You, My Lord!
Chapter 210: Pass Or Fail (4)

Chapter 210: Pass Or Fail (4)

They say that after a downpour, a beautiful rainbow shines in the sky. To Luis that is what best describes the feeling that he currently has. The burden that’s weighing his chest has finally lifted and the gloom that’s shrouding his mind vanished after the heart to heart talk with Xagrien.

For a whole day, the two of them spent the rest of their time in bed moaning, er, communicating with each other. Luis has finally opened up most of the things that he remembered in his past life. Despite the foreign things that are included in between his story (which Luis may or may not be able to properly describe), Xagrien continued to listen to his litany for a very long time without expressing boredom and disinclination.

Luis once again fell for the man because of that. Xagrien is indeed the best for him.

Sure, Xagrien is not perfect. He is noticeably brash in some of his actions and vengeful, but the tiny things that his male god does bury all of these shortcomings.

Luis is forever thankful that he found a man who could accept him, listen to his senseless talks for hours, prepare his food without him saying anything and finally fuck him until he is left high and twitching on the bed.

Gosh, Luis lost count how many times he crawled on top of his muscled Daddy everytime the thought of how lucky he was to have such a fucker in his bed.

And he enjoyed it. Super.

Especially when Xagrien shoots him with his mix of mana and nature’s energy. It is so relaxing for his abdomen. It is like a warmth and cool air is dancing around his tummy. In the end, such feelings force him to nap for a few minutes.

Yes, only a few minutes because he is always awakened by earthquakes caused by the brute.

Oh, his brute.

Needless to say, the two of them are starving for each other’s passion, so they ended up wasting their time being productive in bed.

Feeling refreshed because his garden was adequately cared for and watered. Luis happily did his duties the next day with two times the speed.

Fast pacing is what he needed because he moved the meeting that was supposed to be done last night to the next morning.

"My Lord..." Olyn stuck his head through the curtains of the tent. The meeting with the Tribunal, Temple Priests and Sentinels has just concluded. All of them scurry to prepare for the distribution of homes and land that will be done later.

The wide meeting tent was empty, with only the Moon Elf Lord present, so Olyn entered without second thoughts after his Lord smiled at him.

With both of his hands holding a big box and satchels.

’What are these?’ Luis pouted his lips as he curiously scanned his number one servant’s baggage.

Olyn looked carefully at Luis, silently prodding the Moon Elf Lord with his sixth sense. What happened yesterday was disheartening for their lord since concerns about children are especially sensitive to moon elves. For bearers, being able to bear a child in their lifetime is a source of pride for them, and failing to do it gives a strong feeling of failure to them. He once saw a clan mate almost lose his sanity over failing to bear a child.

So, Olyn and the others wanted to do something to uplift the Moon Elf Lord, who did his best to hide his sorrow yesterday.

"My Lord! Ira and I sew beautiful clothes for you to use on later’s event." Olyn excitedly raised the big rectangular box that contained the clothes.

Luis flashed a heartfelt smile, "Thanks, Olyn."

In this life, he is not only blessed with a handsome, hung, hunky and loving man but also the people around him who genuinely care for him.

The brown-haired bearer’s face lit up in the words of gratitude of the Moon Elf Lord.

This time, Olyn excitedly opened one of the satchels, and there, the touched Luis saw brown tangled states with suspicious dried matters in some of its stands.

"My mother and Uncle Gea also found a fair sparrow’s nest. It is said that the bird’s droppings found in their clean nests are nourishing for the body. According to them, it is best prepared as a soup so that you can get all the nutrients from it."

The arch on the Moon Elf Lord’s lips slowly relaxed.

"What? Nutrients... from the bird’s poop?" Luis asked while his eyelids uncontrollably trembled.

"Uhmm!" Olyn nodded his head hard, smiling. "Do you want me to prepare the soup for you, My Lord? It’s perfect since you will be busy today– as always!"

"No!" Luis hurriedly grabbed Olyn’s left arm. "Haha," the Moon Elf Lord awkwardly laughed. "Let’s just save that for later. Don’t worry, Olyn."

"Eh? I am not worrying at all, My Lord..."

’But I am!’ The Moon Elf Lord voicelessly cried.

Deep inside Luis, he is sweating profusely. He can understand that his bearer squad is looking out for him, but he is not mentally ready to eat bird shit!

"Oh, is that so? That is great!" Luis lightly tapped the other bearer’s shoulder. "Thank you for looking out for me. All of your thoughtfulness made me happy today."

His words carry his genuine feelings. How stupid of him to feel lonely in this world when he has these people who truly respect and care for him.

"You are no longer sad, My Lord?" The innocent Olyn asked him with hopeful eyes.

’Actually, Xagrien made him happy every minute and every second since yesterday,’ Luis tried his best not to blurt out those words before his innocent servant.

To save his face, Luis nodded, "All thanks to you, guys."

"That is great, My Lord!" Olyn triumphantly raised his two hands as a sign of success. That was when he realized he was still holding one small tube-like satchel. "Oh! I almost forgot! I still haven’t given you Rean’s gift, My Lord."

Luis looked at the last little bag in his hand. It is very different from the other satchel he has seen, particularly the shape and how it sticks to the object inside it.

The brown cloth of the satchel acts like a skin for this one.

"A tumbler?" He realized what it was after feeling the surface. Tumbler is not new in the Amber Forest, as it is often used by moon elves whenever they go out to hunt. It was a perfect tool to store drinkable water.

But why the cover?

"That is a potion personally concocted by Rean, My Lord. It is a popular drink for bearers as it invigorates and nourishes the body. Bearers are physically lacking to male moon elves, so drinks like this are great for us, My Lord!" Olyn’s lengthy explanation. And before Luis could even think that Olyn was done with his piece, he added. "For some reason, it is also called Beauty Potion."

"Beauty Potion?" Now, that caught Luis’ full attention.

"Yes, My Lord. This potion gives a nice, supple skin to anyone who drinks it regularly. This improves the overall attractiveness of the one who ingested it. But that is not all! It also helps in improving the fertility of the bearer."

’Fertility, huh?’ Luis felt the familiar tingling in the pits of his stomach. That feeling that he has whenever he is excited.

"Oh, I see," the Moon Elf Lord nodded his head like a broken toy. "Is it okay if I try that now?" He couldn’t help but ask.

Intrigued by the mysterious Beauty Potion, Luis felt a strong urge to try it. Please don’t blame him for feeling that. He is a normal, vain gay who wants to look good.

The Moon Elf Lord couldn’t contain his anticipation. Luis smacked his lips and opened the tumbler’s lid decisively.

"What the hell, this stinks!" Luis reflexively pushed the tumbler away from his face.

The attentive Olyn swiftly took the tumbler full of potion away from the Moon Elf Lord’s hands.

"My Lord, are you alright?" The little servant looked visibly perplexed and, at the same time, worried seeing the pale face of the Moon Elf Lord.

Luis is fanning his face using his hand. Holy shit! That is the nastiest smell that ever reached his well-proportioned nose!

"Ugh, if you mind me asking? Did you know what things that Rean put here?"

"I am not sure of the specific ingredients, but it is a mix of fresh medicinal herbs with a high concentration of nature’s energy, some fresh fruits, mushed soft core of Tree of Life’s branch, and water from Sacred Spring. My Lord."

"Huh?" Luis’ forehead creased. If that is just the ingredients, where is the disgusting bitter yet sour smell of shit coming from? It smelled like an unbathed armpit that was marinated in the sewers for a long time!

"I feel bad for Rean. I don’t think I can drink that at all, urk!!"

Luis’ eyes widened when he tasted something sour rising from his throat. He instinctively bent over, and the puke started flowing out of his mouth.

"My Lord!" Olyn was panicking when he hastily went to his master’s side. His eyes are dripping with sorrowful tears as he tries to gently massage the Moon Elf Lord’s back. "Help! Our Moon Elf Lord is unwell, please!"

Luis, on the other hand, was teary-eyed as he was throwing up his breakfast. He is not sad or emotional. It’s just the physiological reaction when puking.

"What? What happened?" Xagrien came like a storm inside the tent. His heart practically stopped when he saw the sorry state of Luis. Without further talking, he scooped up Luis and ran to the infirmary.

Olyn followed their tracks with tears in his eyes. ’Don’t tell me my Lord is the one ill this time!’

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