Chapter 234: Am I Flirting With Her?!
"Wait, you saved me, so the price should be paid by me," Fors said hastily, trying to rescue her friend from the awkward situation.
"One thing at a time," Luo En, however, smiled and shook his head, his gaze still on Xio, "Miss Xio indeed promised it herself, didn't she?"
"I—I won't break my word," Xio's voice was as low as a mosquito's hum, almost inaudible.
Although those words were blurted out in a moment of panic, once said, they were said.
Objectively speaking, Luo En did save Fors, not to mention he had helped her twice before. By all accounts, she couldn't refuse.
Xio slightly raised her head, secretly glancing at the man on the sofa from the corner of her eye.
'He wants my help—but what can I help him with?' Her thoughts began to wander uncontrollably, 'His Sequence must be higher than mine, and he's so powerful—I've only just gotten the Sheriff potion formula, and haven't even advanced yet. What can a Sequence 9 do to help him?'
What's more, in her opinion, the knowledge of the Acting Method was worth at least several thousand pounds, enough to buy a decent house in Backlund. But the other party actually told her such precious information with a ridiculous reason like "wanting to know my name." 'Could it be that he—'
An absurd thought uncontrollably popped into her mind.
'This, this can't be! I've only met him a few times in total!'
'Could it be that during the exorcism last time, he—he took a liking to me? That's too fast—' Xio's mind uncontrollably replayed the scene from back then, and her cheeks warmed up.
'Or was it during the Werewolf incident?' She recalled the scene of their second meeting.
That time, she was in danger but still wanted him, a "normal person," to leave first. After he saved her, he even specifically said she was very kind. Was it during that time?
So, he wants to—this is too much! I'm not ready for a relationship yet! And I still need to advance, and I haven't found any truth about my father's matter. I can't stop at this time. Of course, if—if he can support me, it's not impossible. With a knowledgeable and powerful person helping me, my father's matter might be resolved quickly. In that case, I—I wouldn't mind making a sacrifice...
Seeing the shifting expressions on Xio's face, changing faster than a revolving lantern, Luo En thought she found his request very difficult, so he explained:
"Don't worry, it's nothing too difficult for you. I'll notify you of the specifics when the time comes—"
His idea was simple. Most of Backlund's factories were concentrated in the East Borough, and the firearm factories he had shares in were also there. If he wanted to produce weapons, using existing factory buildings and procedures would certainly be much more convenient than building one from scratch.
But the problem was, he was unfamiliar with the East Borough. As an Arbiter, Xio was active and quite well-known in the East Borough. In the future, if something happened to the factory, such as gangs demanding protection money or intentionally causing trouble, and he couldn't react in time, Xio could step in to help guard the place. With her Beyonder strength, dealing with these troubles should be more than enough.
This was purely a mutually beneficial transaction.
However, Luo En's perfectly normal explanation took on a different meaning in Xio's ears.
Notify me when the time comes?
Could it be...a date invitation or something similar?
Xio stopped talking, only lowering her head even more shyly, almost burying her chin in her collarbone.
Wait!
Seeing Xio's increasingly strange state, Luo En also noticed something was amiss.
Am I—am I flirting with her?
He recalled his words just now—hiss, it really did sound like an experienced Sea King flirting with a girl.
This—I was just trying to make a joke. I'm not a scumbag, and I don't have much experience with women, so why is this happening—a bead of cold sweat dripped from his forehead.
Should I explain?
As soon as the thought arose, Luo En dismissed it.
No, explaining would only make it more unclear. I really don't have such intentions. Besides, Xio and her friend did benefit, gaining knowledge of the Acting Method.
This was just an accident. I just need to be more careful later.
Luo En put away his smile, his expression becoming serious.
Seeing the two suddenly fall silent, Fors should have said something under normal circumstances.
As the saying goes, bystanders see clearly. From Luo En's slightly playful expression, she could tell that he was most likely just joking and probably didn't have any special feelings for Xio; Xio was simply overthinking it.
Logically, she should immediately interrupt to ease the awkward and ambiguous atmosphere.
But she didn't—
There was no way around it; the scene before her was simply too rare, too precious! As an Author who relied on inspiration for a living, she couldn't bear to break it!
Write it down, I must write it down quickly!
A powerful and mysterious man, a girl with a tough exterior and a pure heart, an encounter where a name was exchanged for "priceless information," a "promise" full of misunderstandings—the scene before her was too wonderful, practically a standard scene for a romance novel!
Fors's Author instinct was completely triggered. Such a scene was rarely seen in real life.
Inspiration! Inspiration is surging!
Where's my pen? Where's my pen—Fors subconsciously fumbled around her body, her gaze frantically searching the coffee table. When she saw the fountain pen with the broken barrel, the excitement that had surged to her head quickly receded like a tide.
Inspiration came, but her "love token" was gone. The huge disparity instantly made her face fall.
Xio noticed Fors's disappointment and, following her gaze, quickly comforted her: "Fors, don't be sad. This was just an accident. I think your pen pal definitely won't blame you."
Luo En's gaze also fell on the fountain pen. He also guessed that the pen was probably damaged when Fors lost control. He silently lamented his 900-pound fountain pen in his heart, then subconsciously picked up the conversation:
"Yes, he wouldn't care—"
As soon as he spoke, he regretted it.
"How do you know?"
Fors's pained expression instantly froze, and she suddenly looked up, staring intently at Luo En.
This...damn it! My mind is still a bit hazy after just waking up, and my mouth was faster than my brain!
Alarm bells rang in Luo En's mind, and he quickly amended: "Uh, what I mean is, that fountain pen looks very precious; it must have been given to you by a very good friend. Since he's a good friend, he definitely wouldn't care about such an accident."
"Is that so?"
Luo En's answer was reasonable, but Fors always felt something was off. The joy of getting inspiration was also diluted by this sudden incident.
"I know some skilled repairmen who specialize in repairing expensive items; maybe they can help you," Luo En continued, trying to move past the topic. He thought to himself that if all else failed, this thing might be able to be sent back for repair.
He just didn't know if such luxury goods had a warranty.
"..." Fors didn't respond immediately, only looking at Luo En with a suspicious gaze.
Seeing the atmosphere become somewhat stagnant, Luo En decisively changed the topic to business:
"By the way, let's talk about the Full Moon Language again. Let's see if we can find a way to avoid this situation?"
"...Okay." After all, it was a matter of life and death, so Fors could only put aside her doubts and actively share more details.
Seeing this, Luo En breathed a sigh of relief.
Just a little longer, then quickly leave.
However, it's truly unlucky to make such a mistake.