Defeating Magic Chapter 51: Sometimes forget….

Chapter 51: Sometimes forget…. Luo Futu was a sick and crazy bastard…

Translated by Addis of Exiled Rebels Scanlations

Editor: Mimosa

Zhou Yan rolled and crawled out of the mecha bin, and as soon as he came into contact with fresh air, he immediately and reflexively dry-heaved.

The dry heaving lasted for a few seconds, the air in his esophagus was emptied, and his stomach sac churned before Zhou Yan fell to the ground and vomited violently. The memory exchange generated by the neurons forced to contact with another person made Zhou Yan feel dizzy and nauseous, so he vomited to feel comfortable.

This nausea was not psychological nausea, but purely physiological as his body was not controlled. He vomited only the acid inside the stomach before he felt a little better.

A2 had somehow fluttered to a river. Zhou Yan crawled to the water’s edge to rinse his mouth, and after he buried his face into the cold water, he needed to calm every swelling nerve in his brain. 

Zhou Yan knew Luo Futu was behind him, but he didn’t want to look back at him, he didn’t even want to see his face now – after such  supreme “intimate contact” and “deep communication”, Zhou Yan may not want to see his face for a long time.

This was also physical.

Zhou Yan tried to open his eyes wide, and tears rushed out, but they were immediately washed away by the flowing water. Those memories like a walking light kept flashing in Zhou Yan’s mind, every single thing Luo Futu experienced was burned into Zhou Yan’s memory, including every single person he killed, their faces, Zhou Yan remembered them all.

Luo Futu’s memory had a place that could not be touched, hiding all his weaknesses and pain.

Luo Futu was very happy when he was young as he was a true member of the royal family, his father was the king, and his mother was a mystic. His mother was amazing, and should be considered the first mystic in the world, because before her, there was not even the concept of mystics in the world. Growing up in such a family environment, Luo Futu should have enjoyed all the glory and wealth. However, misfortune still came, and Luo Futu’s mother followed the same old plot where she was considered to be a witch, an ominous sign, so the ignorant people demanded the execution of her.

Luo Futu’s father did not stand up to protect his mother, and he was a coward. When faced with the threat of his vassals and the fear of the unknown, his father betrayed her.

Luo Futu’s mother was buried alive under a tree, and the young man witnessed it all. The scene where the three used to live happily ever after became a curse that tormented Luo Futu day and night. He wished he could forget these memories, but the more he tried to forget, the clearer they became.

Luo Futu’s tragedy did not end here. After losing the love of his parents, he did not have a good life as he was also bullied. Even more tragic that as he grew older, he also revealed mystic talent. His father locked him up, not allowing anyone to know of his existence, and married someone else to have a child – the cowardly man who wanted to completely erase the existence of Luo Futu and his mother.

However, as if it was an irony to the world, since his mother was buried under the tree, the world surprisingly had one mystic after another born. Luo Futu’s mother seemed like a seed that was buried under this continent that then blossomed. The king was terrified, and in order to maintain his power, he met a strange snake that looked like Candle Jiu Yin by chance. He signed a contract with it. Although the power of Candle Jiu Yin was powerful, it also caused the king as extreme pain as an ordinary person. Day by day, it felt as if there were flames in his body burning. Tormented by the pain, the king has completely lost his mind, and he finally remembered that he had a mystic son who was locked in the dungeon. He sacrificed his son to Candle Jiu Yin, asking it to transfer the curse to Luo Futu’s body, so that he could bear the pain on his behalf.

Zhou Yan clearly felt that until the king put Luo Futu in the dungeon, he had not yet completely given up on this selfish and cowardly father. People have the desire to live, so he tried to understand his father, and even hated his mystic power…. However, he never thought that he would be so ruthless, and he no longer saw him as a son at all.

In the eyes of that man, he was just a tool.

The power of the candle was very strong, and likewise, the pain caused by its curse was also very strong. The tearing pain tortured Luo Futu day after day, to the point that he became numb. He turned this pain outward to the people who executed his mother. Each person had a unique way to die, the method was brutal and bloody, and he could not bear to remember. He did not know whether Luo Futu wanted to punish them in this way, or whether he wanted to use it to relieve his physical pain.

Four hundred years had passed, and Luo Futu’s original enemies had long since died. However, Luo Futu has become such a fearful demon as he was still suffering from the pain of the curse, from daily attacks to monthly attacks. This time, Thomas was calculative because the curse was seen by his servants who betrayed him.

Luo Futu would be in pain every time the curse striked, and his temper would be extraordinarily bad, even becoming as indiscriminate as today’s rampage mecha, attacking everyone indiscriminately…. However, anyone who had seen his madness would be wary of him, and the servants wanted to take credit for the reward. It was not difficult to understand this choice.

What’s hard to understand is why he hadn’t killed anyone yet? Luo Futu had clearly regained his power now, so he could just kill the entire capital, kill Thomas, and easily return to the position of High Priest, so why spend time with him here?

Zhou Yan knelt by the river for a long time, still unable to digest this huge amount of information. He no longer knew whether to focus on Luo Futu being more than 400 years old, or on his deception of himself.

Behind him suddenly came a rustling sound, as if a snake was creeping against the fallen leaves, Zhou Yan knew that it was actually Luo Futu’s foot on the top of the dead leaves, stepping on the meridians of the leaves and making these sounds. He saw Luo Futu’s memories, he must have seen his own memories and what he had experienced. At the moment, their neurons mingled. Luo Futu also experienced it. Luo Futu was so smart, he must have guessed what he saw.

Zhou Yan didn’t know how to face Luo Futu for a moment, and he sat on the ground, looking at the crashing river in silence, with very complicated feelings.

“It’s my mistake, I didn’t tell you earlier what will happen after the neuronal synaptic connection.” Zhou Yan hesitated for a long time, but spoke first, “If you blame me, I have nothing to say.”

The person behind him was silent for a long time, but finally walked forward and knelt down on one knee in front of Zhou Yan, “What just happened?”

Zhou Yan gave him a complicated sideways glance, and seeing Luo Futu’s ghostly face, several horrible images suddenly appeared in his mind – he was wearing this fake face because he hated his original appearance. Luo Futu, like his mother, was naturally beautiful and well-groomed, and was disliked by his father during that time. During that time of disgust, there was no shortage of perverts who would occasionally make a move on the young man.

…. This was completely a childhood shadow, as could be seen from the fact that he was still reluctant to show his true face, even after 400 years, Luo Futu’s childhood shadow had not disappeared at all.

“There was a connection malfunction between you and A2 that caused the mecha to go on a rampage…. I had to step in between you, but our two neurons were inadvertently connected by this malfunction.”

–If Zhou Yan’s instructor had seen this behavior, he would have criticized him for being reckless, because this kind of “rescue” was very dangerous and could have put Zhou Yan in danger as well. At that time, he couldn’t think too much about it. If he didn’t take action, Luo Futu would be in danger, and so would everyone else around him.

Luo Futu understood this, and he looked at Zhou Yan with slightly raised eyebrows. His face looked very sick and distorted, “Worthy of living in the era of an elite civilization, even if you know, you will be in danger, but would also defiantly choose to save others.”

Zhou Yan subconsciously swallowed – Luo Futu now knew exactly where Zhou Yan came from. He saw his own past, but hearing his words, Zhou Yan could not tell whether Luo Futu’s meaning was positive or negative, and he could not even tell whether he had malice towards him.

Zhou Yan was not an emotional person, and after receiving Luo Futu’s memories, his first reaction was that this guy would not kill to silence him.

After all, up to now, no one knew Luo Futu’s secret. This accident came too suddenly, resulting in him becoming the only one who knew. According to Luo Futu’s habit, he would not allow such an accident to exist. He also would not believe any of his promises at all.

…. If Zhou Yan were to become what Luo Futu was now, he wouldn’t believe it himself.

Zhou Yan suddenly hated the current situation, and he simply picked it out, “Kill me, and no one will ever know your past again.”

Luo Futu suddenly laughed lightly, then reached out and gently caressed Zhou Yan’s neck. His eyes wandered around his face, “What are you doing now? Stretching out your neck for the executioner’s sword?”

Zhou Yan slightly lowered his eyes, and from Luo Futu’s point of view, he just closed his eyes and waited for death. He was thinking that if they could carry on normally, perhaps one day, he would tell him about himself. At that time, it would definitely not be in this situation.

Luo Futu’s hand trembled slightly and finally squeezed Zhou Yan’s neck.

–But did he finally become uninteresting too? Why didn’t he trust him… Why did he think he must choose to kill him? He was disgusted with his past? Did he choose not to trust him because he saw his past? If so, then why not kill him, or make him a collector’s item and let his life stop at this second forever?

This second without any betrayal….

Luo Futu was persuading himself to follow his own reasoning, and his hand was cupped around Zhou Yan’s neck. His neck was very slender, and the pulse beating under his fingers was very fragile, but Luo Futu’s fingers could not move a single inch.

He didn’t want to kill him.

“Why didn’t you resist?”

“I didn’t bring a weapon.” Zhou Yan suddenly looked at him, “You are too strong, I am no match for you, or I would have made the first move.”

“You won’t kill me to save yourself.”

“I won’t, I’ll knock you out.” He would then run far away, but the timing was terrible, these past days of interaction were not worth all the trust Luo Futu had delivered.

Luo Futu stared at him for a long time, but finally did not make a move. The thought that Zhou Yan would turn into an unresponsive corpse under him made Luo Futu feel horrible. He had never felt horrible about anything, but that expected scenario made him feel that way. He gently stroked Zhou Yan’s neck, his long fingers holding the back of his neck, “I won’t kill you.”

Luo Futu slowly pulled Zhou Yan toward him, and he moved closer to his face. Luo Futu’s voice was gentle, cold, and lifeless, “But from today on, you can’t leave my side even half a step.”

Zhou Yan felt his breath spread from his ear against his neck to his entire body, and he knew what Luo Futu meant. He didn’t want to kill him, but from today on, he would keep his eyes on him, “My god, from today on, you will lose your freedom.”

Zhou Yan frowned slightly.

“You have seen my memories, what I will use for those who want to escape my control. I won’t hurt you, but there are countless ways that you will never be able to leave me.” Luo Futu cupped Zhou Yan’s chin and forced him to look at himself. His fingertips gently crushed over Zhou Yan’s lips, who subconsciously side-stepped his head to avoid it. However, the next second, a pain suddenly came from his jaw.

Luo Futu’s voice sounded very cold. He felt angry and his heart hurt, as if Zhou Yan had taken the initiative to tell him that he could kill him if he wanted to keep the secret. The relationship between them was so fragile that they became incompatible in such a short period of time.

“Now you hate me touching you?”

Zhou Yan didn’t know what Luo Futu was up to, and he seemed to think that he would be disgusted with him after knowing his past. Zhou Yan had never been in love either, and even knew less on how to resolve this situation in front of him.

He was a sea urchin, because he knew the weakness, he was frightened to put up all the thorns to protect the soft interior. He obviously wanted to be close to him, but he wanted to show his scary side to him.

Zhou Yan frowned and stared at him for a long time and said, “I hate this face.”

“….”

“If you want to kiss me, use your real face.”

Luo Futu stared at Zhou Yan. His chest rose and fell slightly a few times, and the ugly face on his face suddenly dissolved in the air like water. This time, he did not take the initiative to approach. Zhou Yan stared at Luo Futu’s slightly hooked lips before he came up and opened his mouth to bite his lips. In fact, in the matter of kissing, Zhou Yan was much more skilled than Luo Futu. This person initially only knew to touch lips together, but he learned quickly….

It was understandable how he could not be interested in sex when his childhood shadow was so severe. No matter which gender they were, they would disgust him. It was true that Zhou Yan didn’t see anything about love or desire in Luo Futu’s memory. Only killing, pain, and hate….

Zhou Yan was still affected by those painful memories, and he kissed him softly before he realized that his feelings for Luo Futu had long gone beyond what he could call a… fuck buddy. However, even Zhou Yan himself was not ready to escalate their relationship…. What he did at this moment was all because of instinct.

Luo Futu suddenly wrapped his arms around Zhou Yan’s neck and kissed him with some urgency. Zhou Yan closed his eyes and cupped Luo Futu’s face, rubbing his lips against his. Luo Futu took his shoulders and pressed them into the grass, as if he wanted to swallow Zhou Yan. After a long time, Luo Futu reluctantly contained Zhou Yan’s tongue and sucked it a few times, lowering his head against his forehead, his eyes looking deeply into his eyes.

Zhou Yan’s eyes were a bit moist, and his eyelashes covered his eyes, like a deer. It was impossible to believe that the pair of eyes really once belonged to an alpha.

“Do you still want to spy on me?”

Luo Futu wrapped his arms around Zhou Yan and stroked him, “Yes, don’t leave my side half a step.”

Zhou Yan subconsciously grabbed Luo Futu’s black robe, and he smelled the cold and biting snowy fragrance. His pheromone also uncontrollably dispersed, chasing after him, “You do not believe me?”

–He knew very well that he would not reveal his secret.

Luo Futu lifted up his clothes, pinched Zhou Yan’s waist, and lifted him heavily. He then bit down hard on the gland on the side of his neck, “Simply don’t want you to leave me.”