When Ye Qingxuan woke, he discovered that he was sleeping on a soft bed. The emptiness and fatigue that filled his body had disappeared too. There was a bitter taste in his mouth as well. It was probably medicine that Lola had poured into his mouth. He did not know what medicine it was but it was clearly expensive.
His tensed nerves had finally relaxed a bit. Even the disgusting sewer smell had mostly faded. But for some reason, his arm felt sore. Was this a side effect of the medicine?
Rubbing his face and sitting up, he felt the heaviness of sleep. When he saw the note at the top of the bed, he instantly woke up and felt chills.
“Dearest little Yezi, a hot bath is ready in the bathroom, food is on the table, and I’m in the library. Do you want to shower first? Or eat first? Or get the f*ck over and explain what happened?”
Of the short few sentences, the first part seemed gentle and teasing. However, Lola seemed to put all her anger and frustrations into her pen. The red ink pierced his eyes. This was not teasing! If he did not deal with this correctly, it was basically a death letter!
Here, he finally realized that Lola had worried about him for the entire night and he did not even thank her. No wonder she was so pissed. One must never anger a woman, especially a woman like Lola who could kill easily kill someone. Avalon had four full years of bloody history that could prove this point. Ye Qingxuan was going to get killed by her too.
At this thought, he did not dare to waste any more time. He scrambled out of bed, rushed into the bathroom, quickly got rid of the smell, rushed out, stuffed some pieces of bread into his mouth, and rushed into the library.
Half an hour later, Ye Qingxuan sat in the silent and dim library like a good student. He placed his hands on his knees, and smiled demurely without speaking. Lola’s expression was heavy. After listening to Ye Qingxuan’s story, she sipped her red tea. The knocking of porcelain created a heart-stopping sound.
The old-fashioned hat was placed on the table between them. It quietly emanated an ancient aura. The so-called ‘ancient aura’ sounded powerful but no matter how one thought, it did not seem to be of much use.
“So you’re saying that you were out the whole night and almost died just to bring this back?”
“Yes.”
“What did the parliament take away?”
“I don’t know.”
“What happened at the Royal Research Institute?”
“Not clear.”
“Where did the Ripper come from?”
“Not sure.”
And then a long, long silence.
After the long silence, Lola finally looked away and Ye Qingxuan secretly let out a breath. Sweat rolled down his back. If he really thought about it, he did not accomplish anything other than bringing back a stupid hat after working the entire night.
Yes, he made things difficult for the parliament, but only bringing back a hat from Avalon’s Shadow was not allowed.
“The parliament went wild trying to take this. Maybe it’s some holy weapon.”
“All the holy weapons in the world are in the Church with serial numbers. There are only sixteen at most. How can a new appear out of nowhere?” Lola glanced at him. “Do you really think that you can find something at the level of the Sword within the Stone from Avalon’s Shadow?”
“Uh, I was just suggesting the possibility.” Ye Qingxuan flipped the hat over. “Look, at least it’s alchemy equipment. Can you test it?”
“Yes, I’m disguised as a scholar of ancient studies, but I’m not an alchemist.” Lola rolled her eyes. “Why don’t you put it on?”
“Good idea!”
“Hey, you want to die?”
Ye Qingxuan had actually started considering it seriously. There was a large possibility that he would die, but it would not be worth it if he put in so much effort to bring a hat back and did not even try it!
After repeatedly checking for satanic traps or controlling music scores, Ye Qingxuan took a deep breath and put the hat on.
All was still. Nothing happened.
Lola looked at him seriously. She was ready to destroy the hat at any odd sign but Ye Qingxuan’s face was blank. He moved his neck, touched the hat, and tried many poses, but nothing happened.