Defeating Magic Chapter 66: A hero will still be a hero

Chapter 66: A hero will still be a hero

Translated by Addis of Exiled Rebels Scanlations

Editor: Karai

Luo Futu did not take Zhou Yan back to the dormitory, but took him to the hot spring, his body and hands were covered in blood, and definitely needed to be cleaned up. Luo Futu could use cleaning magic to help Zhou Yan clean up directly, but he knew that for ordinary people, a hot bath not only had a cleansing effect, but also could make people relax mentally and physically, which was exactly what Zhou Yan needed at this time.

After the slumber spell he cast ended, Zhou Yan woke up leisurely, he saw that he was in a hot spring and did not have any special reaction, he seemed to have lost his soul and his vision was frozen. Although Zhou Yan’s face was usually expressionless, but his eyes were very dynamic, his appearance was obviously not just expressionless, like a log.

Luo Futu carried him to the hot spring pool, Zhou Yan just stood there, not moving and not resisting, Luo Futu gently wiped the blood on his face, and then helped him undress.

“Wash up and go back to sleep, don’t think about anything.” Even at this point Zhou Yan did not have any reaction, Luo Futu threw his blood-stained clothes aside, and then held Zhou Yan’s hand and pulled it, so he knew to go forward with him. Luo Futu led Zhou Yan into the hot spring pool, worried that he was in a trance and slipped into the pool, so he went in with him. He knew that Zhou Yan was not right at the moment and didn’t dare to leave him alone for a moment, fearing that something might happen.

Luo Futu was not a person who could comfort people, even if he could feel Zhou Yan’s emotions, at most he would only keep an eye on him not to get into trouble, but he couldn’t do anything else.

As Zhou Yan was warmed by the hot spring water, he shivered. He finally came back to his senses, looked at Luo Futu beside him, took a deep breath, and then sank himself into the hot spring water.

Luo Futu felt a strong wave of sadness coming from Zhou Yan, he sighed deeply and sat down against the hot spring pool. He knew Zhou Yan was crying, this guy… Even if he cries, he has to hide inside the water, when he can hide in his arms and cry.

Zhou Yan’s emotions had always been introverted, and a breakdown was only a momentary event, because he knew that a touch of sadness wouldn’t change anything, and Zhou Yan was not willing to do anything superfluous. Zhou Yan jerked out of the water and wiped a handful of his face, wiping the water off his face along with his tears. He returned to normal, no longer sad, and no longer the wooden expression he had at the beginning.

Luo Futu stared at Zhou Yan’s face for a long time and asked, somewhat uneasily, “Are you all right?”

Zhou Yan looked at him, slightly lowered his head, and then began to lift the water to scrub the blood on his body, “I don’t know what you mean, it’s obviously not me who’s in trouble now…”

Luo Futu frowned, knowing that he must not have completely let go of the matter, but he was still able to cry out, which was good, better than keeping it inside. In his heart, Luo Futu let out a gentle breath, reached out and wrapped his arms around Zhou Yan and pulled him into his arms, lowered his head and kissed the top of his head, “Okay, you are fine.”

Zhou Yan was reluctant to say what he was feeling, and Luo Futu could only go along with what he was saying. Zhou Yan leaned against his chest, looking very quiet, and Luo Futu then lifted the water splash to him, and then helped him to clean his body, and now this situation was actually very ambiguous. They both have very few clothes on their bodies, and the water made their bodies wet, almost naked, but no one had a bad thought.

This night was too heavy for any one person.

After Luo Futu cleaned Zhou Yan, he tried to carry him back, but Zhou Yan refused. He picked up the dirty clothes on the ground and put them on, “I can still do this.”

“Zhou Yan.” He heard what he was saying.

Zhou Yan looked at him, did not speak again, and walked out of the hot spring by himself.

He was not annoyed with Zhou Yan’s attitude, but with himself. He knew that Zhou Yan still had problems, but Luo Futu did not know how to enlighten him.

Luo Futu rarely felt powerless and hated this feeling. Now even though he could feel Zhou Yan’s emotions and understood his mood, he couldn’t penetrate into his world. Luo Futu became cautious, afraid of touching his scars, and wanted to make sure, whether his wounds were bleeding or not.

But Zhou Yan closed himself off.

The beast wave brought great losses to the mine, the loss of property need not be said, more was the loss of personnel, many people because of the fear of the beasts, and the mine owner also unfortunately perished in the beast wave. This place was unlucky, they resigned from the mine. Of course, those who felt that the mine was not safe after leaving, soon found that the outside was even more unsafe, aside from even being able to fight with Lurian, no one could protect them, so later a few ran back in the dust.

But despite this, the mine also became depressed, and many people were reluctant to come out to work again, and when danger came, they chose to stay where they felt safest, in their own homes. No one bothered to think whether this would be useful to escape the Lurians, but just felt safe that way. And those who still remained in the mine were not as active as they used to be, even if they met someone they knew on the road, they said a quick hello and then left in a hurry.

Everyone felt that the atmosphere of the mine was not right, and it seemed to be turning into a dead city.

From that day on, Zhou Yan was in the lab, working day and night on his experiments, studying his mecha, drawing drawings, and then tearing them up again… He forgot to eat and rest, and had little time to sleep. Luo Futu looked at him and felt as if Zhou Yan would die at any moment.

But he could not do anything, he just stood aside every day to watch him do experiments, to remind him to eat when it was time to eat, when it was time to sleep, cast a sleeping spell on him, forcing Zhou Yan to sleep… Even so, Luo Futu still felt that he was about to collapse.

Zhou Yan once again tore off a drawing and replaced it with a new one. At that moment, his hand was suddenly pressed. Zhou Yan looked up and found Luo Futu staring at him.

“It’s lunch time, it’s time for you to eat. I asked the kitchen to make chicken soup congee and egg custard, you should eat some.”

His expression was serious and the corners of his mouth were taut – it seemed like Luo Futu hadn’t shown a smile in a long time, he used to always smile with his lips’ corners hooked up, either mockingly or playfully, no matter what the situation was, as if he was playing with the world, but he wasn’t so relaxed lately.

Zhou Yan said with no expression, “I’m not hungry.”

Luo Futu saw him like this, only to feel a very difficult place in his heart. He had never felt this way, and did not know how to express it, just pressed his hand, “You have worked for more than ten hours, you should go to dinner, and then rest a little.”

After listening to him, Zhou Yan impatiently withdrew his hand, casually threw the drawing in his hand at Luo Futu, and then walked around him, “I’m not hungry, and I’m not tired, you go out and don’t disturb my work.”

Luo Futu stood staring at Zhou Yan for a while, and then suddenly he walked up and picked him up, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. “Put me down! Luo Futu, I want to work!

Luo Futu did not listen to him this time, he directly put Zhou Yan on the chair, then raised his hand and pointed, using a circle of light to trap him in the chair. He used two hands to support the two armrests of the chair, came up to Zhou Yan and stared at him, saying word by word, “You don’t want to do anything? Eat!”

The two of them had been strained to the limit for days, and at this moment they finally exploded into full force. The two of them were similar, neither of them could comfort people, neither of them was good at communicating, both of them tended to go to extremes…. As the closest person to him, Luo Futu naturally became the one who was hurt by his unconscious cold violence.

Luo Futu actually didn’t care about his cold violence, he just didn’t know how to stop Zhou Yan from continuing to hurt himself.

The two of them were staring at each other as if they were cockfighting and breathing heavily when Luo Futu stood up and went to fetch the lunch he had brought with him, moved a chair and sat down in front of Zhou Yan, then scooped out a spoonful of porridge and handed it to Zhou Yan. The spoon was shoved into his mouth and the porridge was poured in.

Zhou Yan was trapped in the chair by his spell and could not move, so he could only frantically bob his head and struggle, but Luo Futu’s strength was so great that when he squeezed his jaw, Zhou Yan could not bite down at all and was forced to swallow the congee that was delivered to his mouth.

The bowl of congee had been boiled for a long time, so long that the rice was blooming, fresh and soft, and once it entered his mouth, it flowed down his throat.

The first thing that happened to him was that he was in pain, and he could no longer enjoy it with peace of mind after Gabriel’s death. Immediately afterwards, Zhou Yan spat half of the porridge in his mouth onto Luo Futu’s face and then shouted, “Get out! Get out of my house!”

Luo Futu was confused by the spitting, but soon, Luo Futu laughed, he gently wiped the rice grains off his face, tilted his head back and took a sip of the congee, re-cupped Zhou Yan’s chin and lowered his head over his lips. He used his thumb to press the bottom of his throat, and then blew air into his mouth, feeding him food in this way like a duck.

This mouthful of porridge was blown into Zhou Yan’s esophagus by Luo Futu.

After Luo Futu left his lips, Zhou Yan could not help but dry vomit a few times, but perhaps because he was really too hungry, his body desperately needed food, the mouthful of porridge into the esophagus, simply could not be vomited out.

When Luo Futu saw him like this, he was heartbroken and angry. He cupped Zhou Yan’s chin and turned his face around so he could look at himself. “Can you pull yourself together, can you live without eating for Gabriel? Can you bring him back if you die?”

Zhou Yan suddenly lost his voice, as if the things pressed in his heart were poked at once, the strength that he tried to maintain was actually unbearable, just this one sentence was enough for him to fully collapse.

He was silent for a long time, and suddenly said softly, “Humans are very stupid, I have long known… My stupidity lies in not taking my own stupidity into account.”

Luo Futu subconsciously frowned, but listened to Zhou Yan continue, “Who am I to think I know everything, who am I to take the posture of a life coach and tell him what a hero is like… I’m just a human being, stupid, incompetent, and so arrogant and unaware of myself. If I had ignored him, he wouldn’t have become a hero, he wouldn’t have died… He was only twenty years old.”

“Zhou Yan…” Luo Futu heard the unparalleled grief hidden in his voice.

“I did him a disservice, my mecha was not mature, it would become very laggy in the face of a massive tide of beasts, and like a liar, I tricked him with this half-assed weapon, making him believe a mecha is invincible in battle, giving him endless courage in the face of Lurian.”

Zhou Yan turned his eyes around and he looked at Luo Futu, tears suddenly dripping out of his eyes as if they were two streaks of blood, “I did not make a perfect mecha.”

Luo Futu looked at him for a long time and gently wiped away Zhou Yan’s tears with his thumb, “Don’t blame everything on yourself. The beast wave was an accident, and it would have happened even without you. Okay, let’s say you didn’t make the mecha, let’s say we didn’t show up here, what would have been the consequences? The people here are not even capable of defending themselves.”

Zhou Yan clenched his teeth and didn’t say anything, Luo Futu knelt in front of him on one knee, reached out and took Zhou Yan into his arms and gently stroked his head, “Stop torturing yourself, Gabriel is a hero, you didn’t make him, even without you, heroes will still be heroes.”

Zhou Yan slowly closed his eyes, he couldn’t refute Luo Futu’s words, he didn’t know if he was saying he was too arrogant or excusing himself in this way. Zhou Yan shamefully found that he seemed to be moved by his words.

“What we need to do now is to avoid such a tragedy from happening again? The people here are the ones Gabriel desperately guarded, whether it’s worth it or not, these fools are surviving…”

Luo Futu lifted his eyelashes, his eyes looked a little horrible, “No matter what the method, they must become warriors, and must be worthy of Gabriel’s sacrifice. Zhou Yan, you have to protect them, teach them how to fight with Lurians, using the method of deception or persuasion, they can not live in vain, I want all of them to become heroes. “

Zhou Yan swallowed hard, Luo Futu seemed to know what he wanted to say, “Do not say anything about not wanting to get others killed again, didn’t you say that if you want to live in this era, you have to be prepared to fight for your life to live? No one can live on in the bones and blood of a hero, and I won’t allow it, and you can’t condone it. You must be harsh on them so that they can survive in the face of a more terrifying enemy.”

Zhou Yan did not say anything, Luo Futu stared at him with downcast eyes and asked tenderly, “Do you understand?”

For a long time, Zhou Yan finally nodded gently, Luo Futu smiled, he was a little excited, lowered his head and kissed the top of Zhou Yan’s hair, “Then let’s eat first, okay?”

“… Okay.”