Chapter 302 - 6.62 Recycle Bin
"You have worked hard." Lu Yizhou said as soon as Jillian was able to pull himself away from the crowd. Now that he was recognized widely as an immortal, even the King wouldn’t be able to tell him what to do anymore. He would bow only to Heaven and as always, listened to no one but Lu Yizhou.
Despite his tough facade, Lu Yizhou could sense the underlying exhaustion hidden beneath the tight lines around Jillian’s mouth. Not to mention that he was still covered in blood, both his and Ernoul, as well as dust and grime. Him gaining superb regeneration ability didn’t mean that Lu Yizhou’s heart ached any less. Just imagining the injuries Ernoul had inflicted on him was enough to make Lu Yizhou wish he could chase the demon down to Hell and personally mince him to pieces!
But Lu Yizhou couldn’t do that, thus he only reached out to pull Jillian to his lap and wiped away the blood on his cheekbones with his thumb, heedless of the stain that got to his pristine white robes. "Are you okay?"
"Mn." Jillian snuggled into the crook of Lu Yizhou’s shoulders and let out a contented sigh. They had moved to Jillian’s room in the manor and the fact that the other four could make themselves invisible caused everything to become much easier. There was nothing worse they hadn’t seen thus Jillian saw no offense in lowering his guard for a bit. "I don’t know. It’s just... so much. Now I know why you almost lost control last time and I am not even one of the Gods who embodied natural elements."
Lu Yizhou chuckled and carded his fingers through Jillian’s hair to massage his scalp gently, causing the latter to melt even more. "You will make a great deity. Everyone loves you."
Jillian merely hummed. Somehow the thought never even crossed his mind. He didn’t care about how many followers he would get or the glory that would trail after his name from now on. It was just that... being able to stand side by side with Lu Yizhou and Izher felt so, so good. The last bit of insecurities that had always been gnawing on the back of his mind vanished without a trace, leaving only contentment and happiness behind.
"Don’t bother." Izher said from where he was sprawled lazily on the opposite couch. "That simpleton definitely doesn’t think about being a good deity or what not. He’s just happy to become the same as us, right?"
That bastard! Jillian sent him the iciest glare he could muster from where he was hiding on Lu Yizhou’s neck, earning him a teasing snicker from Izher. He had had enough. Before it was Cyrus and now Izher, sooner or later everyone would be able to read his mind! Was he really that easy to read?!
Sulking, Jillian turned to bury his face into Lu Yizhou’s soft and fragrant hair, no longer willing to give Izher a second glance. But then recalling something, he lifted his eyelids to peer into Lu Yizhou’s face and tugged on his sleeves. "Now what?"