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Westmoon Chapter 12 [END] - Lucien Split Route

Previous Lucien part here: Westmoon Chapter 10 Part 9 To 13 - Lucien

12-1

MC finds a letter from her master

12-2

I clutched the letter Master left me, my heart full of turmoil.

MC: “I’ll wait for you where all things return to.”

MC: All things return... does he mean the Retrobyss…?

Across all the legends in Westmoon, the Retrobyss was known as a hidden and mysterious place.

And all without exception, described how concentrated the demonic aura was in its depths.

These past few days, the Occulstone fragment within me grew more and more agitated. Maybe it was just as Lucien said… my Occulstone probably wouldn’t be able to withstand any further damage from demonic aura.

MC: If this might be my last chance then…

Then before I go, I have to at least go see the one I care about most…

I followed the instructions Lucien gave last time, and made my way to where Max was now living.

There was Max, as well an old woman.

His expression was no longer as mournful as before, when he saw me he even managed to make out a smile.

But when he heard I was looking for Lucien, he showed a surprised expression.

Max: Mister Lucien?

Max: Mister left soon after he helped me settle down here. I thought he went to find you.

MC: Eh? But I haven’t seen him.

Max: Is that so… then I don’t know where he is, sorry.

While we were talking, the old woman also came outside.

Old woman: Max, who is this?

Max: This is my teacher’s wife. The one I told you about, remember?

Max: She’s looking for Mister, and has no idea where he’s gone. How could he just leave her alone like this!

MC: I’m not…

Being referred to as “teacher’s wife” made my face red and I wasn’t sure how to explain. The old woman smiled.

Old woman: Miss, take it as my experience of being an old wife. If you can’t find someone, try looking somewhere you’re both familiar with.

Old woman: Like where you pledged your love, or exchanged your vows… maybe you’ll find something there.

MC: Okay, okay, thank you granny for your guidance. I’ll go have a look right now. Max, I’ll be off now okay?

Max: Okay! See you Miss!

Max: Granny, your health is not the best and the weather is so strange these days. I’ll take you back inside.

Shaking his tail, Max helped the old woman back into the room. Looking at the two, it was only then that I realised-

This old woman, was an ordinary human.

MC: �� That’s nice.

Perhaps the hopes the Strangelings had, could slowly be fulfilled.

Rarewood was as overgrown as last time, no longer lush and vibrant as before.

I treaded across broken branches and leaves and arrived at the lakeside. The curtain inside the pavilion swayed in the breeze but there was no snowy white figure within.

Only now did I understand-

This really was the only place that connected us in this vast world.

MC: *sigh*…

I gave a deep sigh, and squatted on the ground a bit disheartened.

I small firefly flew from the lake, and landed on a spoilt flower before me.

I gently poked it, a bit upset. The firefly didn’t fly far, it just looped around in a circle, and landed back in its original spot.

MC: Tell me… where else can I go to find him?

MC: I thought I already understood him, but it turns out I’ve got nothing to go on.

MC: Plus, it’s not like he and I are like what the old granny said, we don’t have anywhere that we ‘pledged our love’ or ‘exchanged our vows’…

MC: I don’t even know where he lived when he was still human!

The firefly’s wings quivered. Who knew whether it understood me or not.

MC: In fact, pretty much the only times we’ve met were in dreams…

MC: What if I just knock myself unconscious right now and go look for him in my dreams!

Lucien: No need.

A familiar voice sounded from behind. I turned around in surprise and almost lost my balance. Luckily Lucien grabbed me from behind and pulled me up.

MC: Lucien…!

Lucien: Yes, I’m here.

He was wearing the same white clothes, his expression calm, just as before.

It was as if there were no traces anything having affected him. But I could tell that something intangible had changed.

The firefly also alighted from the spoilt flower and circled down onto Lucien’s sleeve. He looked at the firefly and gave a slight smile.

Lucien: But I didn’t realise that MC was so dissatisfied with the fact we had nowhere where we pledged our love and exchanged our vows, and that we could only secretly meet within a dream.

Lucien: You were so willing to secretly tell the firefly, and yet you didn’t tell me?

12-3

MC: I didn’t mean that…

Being teased by Lucien like that, I was a bit embarrassed and could only change the topic.

MC: Oh right, how did you know I was here? Did Max tell you?

Lucien: No.

Lucien tilted his head and gave a half smile.

Lucien: What if I told you it was my intuition that told me you were here?

His light tone was just like that fox tail of his, you could immediately tell he was lying.

His smile only grew as he watched me pout.

He took my hand and led me away from the lakeside.

Lucien: Let’s go.

MC: Go where?

Lucien: Don’t we need to go to the Retrobyss?

MC: …?!

How did he know I was going there?

Lucien: MC wants to know how I know where you’re going?

As if he could read minds, he immediately said what I was thinking. As soon as I nodded, his eyebrows raised.

Lucien: Sorry, this I cannot reveal.

MC: ! How can you be like this! Didn’t you say you wouldn’t trick me any more…

Lucien: I’ll tell you when we get there. Let this Great Fox Strangeling keep his mysteriousness for a just bit longer, won’t you?

When he used that voice, I couldn’t help it and could only raise my hands and surrender.

MC: But the Retrobyss will definitely be dangerous. Are you really going with me?

Lucien: Of course I’m going with you.

Lucien: If I let you go into danger alone, aren’t I betraying the blessings and hopes that the Strangelings bestowed upon us.

As soon as we entered the abyss, I realised something wasn’t right. The Retrobyss was the source of all demonic aura, however at this moment it was even more peaceful than outside.

MC: How come it’s completely different from the rumours…

Lucien looked around calmly.

Lucien: It’s not completely different, rather someone’s come in and pulled a few tricks.

MC: Could it be my master…?

Lucien: Don’t think so.

Lucien: From what I’ve observed over the years, although the Oracle comes from beyond our world, he is not materialistic, and is straightforward.

Lucien: Since he’s asked to meet with you, he wouldn’t lay any traps.

Lucien: What we have to be wary of is perhaps an uninvited guest.

MC: You mean someone else came before us… They’re not planning to ambush us are they?

Lucien closed his eyes for a moment as if sensing something, then opened his eyes and sneered.

Lucien: … a pathetic trap.

He waved his hand and extinguished the torch in his hand, sinking the space into darkness.

Lucien: The torch is useless now, just follow me.

I nodded and tightened my grip on his hand. Lucien smiled, squeezed my palm with his thumb in the darkness and then took the first step.

Lucien walked leisurely, as if he was going for a stroll in this boundless abyss. But as we walked, I felt as if something had changed.

In the beginning I only had some kind of confused feeling, as if we were continually brushing past all sorts of dangers.

The deeper we went, the Occulstone within me could clearly feel the dense demonic aura in our surroundings as if we were walking through chaos.

MC: Lucien… there’s something nearby…

Lucien: Shh…

Lucien: Someone gathered all the demonic aura that was originally here and set a lot of traps.

Lucien: If we alarm them, we might fall into a not so great dream.

I immediately covered my mouth to show I wouldn’t make a sound.

Lucien: You don’t need to be that nervous, I’m here.

We avoided the demonic aura, and continued down. Suddenly, I noticed something faintly light up ahead.

There’s light?

Who would’ve known, as we gradually got closer to the light, an enormous Occulstone appeared before front of us!

Unlike the broken Occulstone within me, this Occulstone was flawless, its light flickering like the heartbeart of the world deep in this abyss.

Lucien stared fixed at this scene and only opened his mouth a while later.

Lucien: Gods bow down and the moon rises from the west… now I understand everything.

MC: Understand what?

Lucien: Regarding this Westmoon…

Lucien paused, as if he had sensed something and turned to look at the occulstone.

Lucien: My apologies, the little pranks you set were a bit boring.

Lucien: So we’ve arrived a bit early.

As soon as Lucien spoke, a man rushed out from behind the Occulstone.

??: How did you get here… I clearly…?!

Even though I only met him that time a hundred years in the past, I already memorised this face- it was that man with the cloak!

MC: You’re that guy from another world…!

Knowing his complete disregard for human life from a hundred years ago, I wasn’t bothered talking with him and cut to the chase.

MC: Where is my master?

Man in Cloak: Hah. What makes you think I’d answer the question of a mere vessel?

Man in Cloak: And as for you…

The man in cloak completely didn’t expect us to arrive so soon. He glared at Lucien full of gloom.

Man in Cloak: I don’t think believe that anyone in this world can avoid my Evol.

Lucien: Evol…? Oh, you mean your Occult?

Lucien: I don’t know why Your Excellence has so much confidence, but this isn’t a good habit to have.

Lucien: You’ve simply gathered demonic aura to try and deceive the five senses such that anyone affected will have their perception altered… like a dreamland.

Lucien: The reason I say “like” and not definitively is because this isn’t entirely created from Occult, but you’ve also used the Occulstone to amplify the power, right?

With every word Lucien spoke, the man in the cloak’s face turned paler and paler.

Lucien: Looking at your expression, it seems I’m not far off?

Man in Cloak: Who are you really… Eos’s report clearly said you’re just defective goods from an experiment…

Lucien: Defective goods?

Lucien laughed when he heard those two words.

Lucien: I’ve realised Your Excellence has another bad habit – that is, arbitrarily defining people.

Lucien: Defining MC as a vessel, defining me as defective goods.

Lucien: But have you considered, that even defective goods can use other methods find the path to success even faster than anyone else?

Man in Cloak: What do you mean?

Lucien quickly glanced at me with a trace of guilt hidden in his eyes.

Lucien: … sorry.

MC: Huh?

Before I knew why he was apologising, he took out a small wooden box.

The decorations on the box triggered my memory – it was the box I saw once before on Lucien’s shelf, the one with a piece of my Occulstone inside!

I watched with wide eyes as Lucien opened the box, but it was empty inside.

MC: My Occulstone fragment… where did it go?

I suddenly thought of the dream we had with our intertwined consciousness, and only then did I realise. Lucien’s cold voice also pierced through the void and entered my mind.

Lucien: What a coincidence, I’m also investigating the power of Occulstones.

Lucien: Since Your Excellence knows so much about Occulstones, I wonder if you can tell me more?

12-4

A long silence filled the cavern, only the enormous Occulstone continued to flicker.

The cloaked man’s face shone green and purple under the magnificent glow. It was a good while until he opened his mouth with clenched teeth.

Man in Cloak: … What right do you have for me to tell you about the QUEEN gene.

Lucien: How come you otherworldly people have different terminology for the Occulstone as well. It makes it a bit troublesome for me to understand. Oh well, it’s a trivial problem.

Lucien: I’m just curious, since you’re all so curious about the potential influence of the Occulstone on Westmoon, why not take a more direct approach?

Lucien: Why did you need to keep dragging it on for as long as possible, before using demonic aura and meteorological tricks to try and force the Occulstone’s host to make a choice.

Man in cloak: What do you mean?

Lucien: Exactly what I said.

Lucien: If it were me, I’d trap the host in a smaller space, and stimulate them more directly both mentally and physically.

Lucien: If she still couldn’t awaken, then I’d throw her into an even crueller environment. Right now this world… comparatively speaking, is still too peaceful.

Lucien: What do you think?

Man in Cloak: …

The cloaked man looked at Lucien with wide eyes and mouth agape as if looking at a terrifying monster.

At this moment, the two seemed to swap roles and Lucien seemed to be the higher being observing the world.

My heart thumped wildly next to Lucien and my back was full of cold sweat. A scary thought appeared in my mind.

… If Lucien wasn’t a Strangeling but someone from “that world”, then would he really do to me the kind of things he said he’d do?

Before I could think further, the cloaked man spoke up first.

Man in Cloak: Someone who knows nothing about the QUEEN gene dares to criticize me?

Man in Cloak: But with this I finally understand something…

Man in Cloak: No wonder Eos kept giving excuses and saying he couldn’t complete the experiment.

Man in Cloak: It’s because you stole and absorbed a fragment of the Occulstone from within the vessel!

Lucien didn’t comment, and instead raised his eyebrow and asked back.

Lucien: Have you never considered - what if I didn’t steal this fragment, but rather someone took the initiative to give it to me?

MC: …?!

Ever since I woke up, I’ve been looking for the Occulstone fragments and I’ve only told master… did this mean master gave it to Lucien?

But why would he do such a thing?

My breathing quickened and I subconsciously wanted to take half a step back, but Lucien held onto my hand and I couldn’t move. His palm was dry and warm bringing me a pacifying effect yet forcing me to see this to the end.

Lucien: After the demon and human war, the Oracle arrived in Westmoon and told everyone they needed a Sorceress to pray for blessings, creating this peace.

Lucien: A hundred years pass and the Oracle continues to select and nurture each Sorceress into a caged bird that only knows how to dance for blessings.

Lucien: However the quality of those Sorceresses were lacking, none could bear the power of the Occulstone.

Lucien: Hence making you all anxious… haha who knew that even the Gods of Westmoon are so impatient.

Lucien: Then MC appeared. She is what you call the perfect “vessel”.

Lucien’s voice was a calm as ever but every word he spoke was like a bloody knife.

MC: No... I’m not a vessel…!

I didn’t want to continue listening and forcefully shook my head. As my tears were about to overflow, Lucien pulled me into a hug.

Lucien: You’re not a vessel. You never were.

Lucien: Remember that dream? You can be a bird, a firefly, yourself…

Lucien: It’s because you have this desire, that I don’t want you to have the complete Occulstone.

Lucien: I made a deal with your master and got the fragment.

Hearing him speak beside my ear, I looked up in disbelief.

MC: What deal?

Lucien: To give you three years of good dreams.

Lucien gave a gentle smile, rubbed my head to soothe me and then looked back at the cloaked man.

Lucien: Does Your Excellence have any questions regarding my thoughts on the Occulstone?

Lucien: I can keep explaining for you.

Man in Cloak: Questions?

Faced with this humiliation, the cloaked man’s face twisted and he reached out his hand with a dense ball of light in his palm.

Man in Cloak: My question is, why didn’t I kill you the moment I saw you?

Lucien: Is that so? Now is not too late.

12-5 - Battle Stage

12-6 - Mostly common between routes

MC talks to Eos (Master) in the Black Cabin and learns the truth about Westmoon being an experiment for the QUEEN gene ie Occulstone

perhaps-in-anotherdream’s summarised the main points so I’ll just skip this and just add in the Lucien specific part of the convo~

...

Master: For example Lucien, if Occult never existed, his tragedy, Rarewoods tragedy may have never happened.

MC: I…

I bit my lower lip. What master said was too tempting, and was impossible not to be moved.

I thought of the three year long dream, the lonely silhouette in Rarewood, and the dreamland that was broken.

If it were Lucien, what would he choose?

Or… would he agree with the decision in my heart?

MC: Master.

I took a deep breath and slowly opened my mouth.

MC: What you just said was wrong. What caused the Rarewood tragedy was not Occult. But rather you overly arrogant otherworldly people and the greedy hearts of people who were intoxicated by power.

Master: …

MC: If I become the “God” you speak of, all I’m doing is taking over your positions.

MC: If I rewind everything to the beginning, we’ll only repeat the same cycle.

MC: The price was paid for Rarewood’s tragedy, and everyone should remember the price and make sure it never happens again.

...

END

The enormous Occulstone suddenly shattered into innumerable pieces, the moment light burst out, a ball of light appeared.

The ball of light separated Lucien and the girl, leaving him alone in the quiet abyss.

Lucien: …!

Lucien was only surprised for a moment, before his expression returned back to normal.

He went closer to the ball of light, his hand stroked the halo around it and muttered.

Lucien: It’s not made of Occult, and difficult to break open.

Lucien: … Is this the other world’s ability?

If it were in the past, facing such a mysterious and strong power would definitely arouse Lucien’s interest, but right now…

That broken Occulstone in his chest faintly throbbed, futilely resonating with its original owner through the ball of light.

Was she okay inside?

This tiny thought kept circling around his head, and made it very difficult for him to calm down and think about what to do next.

He knew from the beginning that she was extraordinarily special.

Not only could she change his fate, she could change the fate of the entire world.

That’s why when the Sorceress fell from the tower, and the Occulstone shattered, he threw away his own plans.

He was well aware he was being selfish. It was because of his selfishness that he pulled her into a three year long dream, using it as a way to understand her better.

And after she woke up, it would be easier lure her, get close to her, influence her and obtain a fragment.

But he already obtained a fragment and successfully resonated with it, so why did he still try to get closer with her?

Why?

Lucien: *sigh*…

Lucien closed his eyes and rested his forehead on the ball of light.

Lucien: Because in the end I truly am such a greedy and selfish person, what I want more than the Occulstone… is you.

At that moment, the broken Occulstone in his chest gave a violent jolt and a strong power flowed from his body.

The imperfect Occulstone could not withstand such a strong power, and the fox ears and fox tails that he was supressing slipped out…

If the power of the Occulstone could surpass everything, of course it could also defy all rules!

The ball of light couldn’t withstand the power, and suddenly split open. Specks of light drifted down like petals.

In the midst of that brilliance, the answer he always denied stood there.

Lucien: MC

The girl heard his voice and looked up towards him.

MC: Lu-

Before she could finish, she started to fall as if all her energy was spent. Lucien rushed over to catch her.

Lucien: You…

Lucien’s swallowed, it felt as if a thousand words were about to gush out of his throat. Eventually they all slowly receding like a tide, leaving only just one.

Lucien: … sorry.

The girl lightly blinked hearing those words.

MC: Lucien, this is the second time you’ve said sorry today.

Lucien: Sorry, the Occulstone…

MC: Do you regret it?

The girl interrupted his words.

Lucien pursed his lips. The girl looked at him with a clear gaze. He couldn’t lie to those eyes.

Lucien: … I don’t regret it. If this happened all over again, I would still take away your Occulstone fragment.

MC: Haha, I knew you would say that.

The girls breathing was very harsh, and just that small laugh seemed to take up all her strength. Lucien couldn’t help but tighten his embrace.

Lucien: What I regret is something else…

MC: What is it?

Lucien: I regret not telling you earlier about my bad intentions, not taking the opportunity to pull you into a pledge of love, exchange of vows, and firmly tying you to my side.

MC: Pft… you’re so bad and so frank, completely unlike that gentle and mysterious Mister Lucien right now.

MC: We still have time. The things we didn’t have time for and the things we regret, we can still make up for them.

She reached out her hand and gently rubbed Lucien’s fox ears and whispered.

MC: But right now I’m a bit tired. Wait until I wake up, then come tell me everything about yourself, okay…?

The moment all demonic aura disappeared from the world, a new world was formed in the girl’s long breath.

T/N: This is followed by an epilogue video about what happened in Westmoon afterwards! Laxmiree’s posted a subbed video here: https://twitter.com/i/status/1570429100208300037

#mlqc #mlqc lucien #so much precious lore #can i just say - i had a very similar theory for MS at one point #seeing it happen in westmoon au was satisfying :'D #id been hoping since day one that theyd directly link WM back to MS and im glad they did :'D #stuff i post #temporary terrible translations tag

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cheesy09 · 2 years

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GUYS, ARE Y'ALL SEEING THIS??? I CAN'T WAIT TO READ HIS NEW CHAPTER, WESTMOON KIRO N MC A TOTAL 10/10 😔👌

#you have to admit their angst in westmoon is incredibly sexy #i can't wait #mlqc #mlqc cn #mlqc spoilers #mlqc kiro #kiro westmoon

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shinydelirium · 2 years

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Initial Thoughts on Kiro's Final Westmoon Chapter

Of course when I reached the climax of Kiro's chapter, I wasn't strong enough to beat the mission with the weak karmas I had but thank God for bilibili.com. I'm very sad to hear that Westmoon is coming to an end and I wished it was the actual main story but it could be because I have a strong bias for historical fantasy. I thought the story/plot was executed better and easier to follow compared to the one in Loveland City. The relationship dynamic between Kiro and MC was written more strongly and MC as a character was better written as well. This chapter was absolutely EVERYTHING I could ever want. It made feel so many emotions: sad, angry, happy, and hopeful. I was worried that it was gonna be rushed and really messy like the later part of season 1 main story but it turned out to be the perfect satisfying and fitting ending. The pacing was just right and I didn't feel like there were too many loose ends. If the main story can have this kind of ending or even better then I will gladly take it. I feel like I deserved that much after sticking with this game for so long. A more detailed post of the highlights from the chapter will be out later in the week. Below is a slight spoiler (not from Kiro's chapter) so DO NOT READ IF YOU DON'T WANT TO KNOW!!!

SPOILER: Westmoon universe and Loveland City universe are actually connected!!! I saw the words “QUEEN” and “Evol” in the text and my reaction was literally this:

#mlqc #kiro #mlqc kiro #westmoon #mlqc westmoon final chapters #westmoon kiro #now i understand why westmoon had to end

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arabella-77 · 2 years

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[Terjemahan Indonesia] dari Destiny of Desire Gavin, sudah selesai guys!

Silakan mampir ke Wattpad.

Untuk kisah2 AU Ancient Chinese ini, ambientnya memang sangat berbeda. Bahasanya juga lebih sastrawi, seperti wuxia. Karena itu saya full memakai nama Chinese.

Gavin = Bai Qi

Mc = Youran

Westmoon Kingdom = Kerajaan Xiyue

Penerjemahan nama tempat, istilah, dll, saya tidak memakai istilah Inggrisnya karena menurut saya agak mengganggu unsur klasik yg ada di kisah ini.

#love and producer #mlqc gavin #mr love queen's choice #bai qi #Bai Qi vs Youran #Westmoon #Westmoon kingdom

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cheri-cheri · 2 years

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Cheri from you opinion how long Love Pro chapters would still going? Is there any hint they would open season 3? Or end it like Westmoon?

Thank you

Hello~ I personally don’t think there will be a Season 3 because I don’t see how the plot can extend any further without another world reset that will definitely anger the fans 😂 But PG should continue churning out dates and events even after the main storyline is over!

Also, I think PG will end the MLQC main storyline soon so that it can focus on its upcoming game - Love and Deep Space!

But these are just my opinions so please don’t treat them as official information!!

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cheri-translates · 2 years

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Hello! I am actually new to mlqc and I was wondering if the westmoon chapters come out only once a year or not? And also if you don't mind answering, has shaw appeared in westmoon chapters yet? Cuz I remember his cameo appearance and heard his voice in chapter 2. Have a good day!!

Welcome to MLQC!! ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა

Yep, the West Moon chapters only come out once a year!

As of now, Shaw doesn’t have a West Moon sprite but he’s strongly hinted to be the Second Prince who has a few lines :’)

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laxmiree · 2 years

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Hi! I am not familiar with MLQC season 2 storyline, but your summary helps a lot in this. Thank you so much for making the summaries for the chapters. By the way, do you know when Eos started being mentioned in the main story and on what occasion?

Hello! I'll put the answer under the cut as it contains heavy spoiler~

Rather than main story, Eos first appearance is actually on Westmoon AU. So in a twist of event, MC's Master is revealed to be Black Swan Eos, someone who came from the 'future' to find a suitable 'Occultstone' (a.k.a WM! equivalent for CORE LOL) host in Westmoon.

^^this guy

Eos first appearance in main story is very recent actually! He appeared on S2 ch 37, Victor met Eos under the rain after not seeing him for so long. When Victor asked him the reason why he came back, Eos replied by telling Victor that the propherchy (The Fatima Properchy) has been manifested.

#ask #mlqc spoiler #spoiler

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haru-luo · 3 years

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[CN Translation] Victor’s Today's evening scenery (今夕景ER) <Lantern and Shadow Date>

!Spoiler warning! : The followings contain contents for dates of Mr. Love: Queen’s Choice/Love and Producer that are yet to be released in Global server. If you do not wish to be spoiled then please refrain from going undercut.

Karma Quote : “Even if it’s just for a moment, I want to keep the moonlight of this world at this time.”

[Would recommend reading Victor’s Destiny Notes before proceeding since the event is ongoing right now in Global QC server~]

The translation is undercut. You have been warned about spoilers.

Few things to remember : 🖤This is WestMoon’s 2nd round karma which we’ll get far in the future(prediction : exactly after 1 year) 🖤Victor’s role here is as a “Demon King/Lord” 🖤MC is known as “Miko”, she is a witch/shaman who had been asleep for 3 years.

~~~

If you see any “---” sign then it simply indicates change of scenes in the place.

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灯影之约{Lantern and Shadow Date}

Preview : I studied how to summon Victor in Three Dreams Square. I tried many methods to no avail. But on the way to shopping for vegetables, I encountered Victor who seemed to have fallen from the sky and he also seemed very shocked.

Part 1

The blue sky was clear and few white clouds floated slowly in the sky, like trapped people can't help fighting with one another.

Suddenly, a shout came from the small courtyard of Three Dreams Square, and the birds resting on the branches spread their wings and fluttered away.

MC : "Demon King, Demon King, please listen to my call, show up quickly, show up....!"

In front of me was a piece of tailsman paper with Victor's name written on it.

I didn't have much to do in the past few days. I was bored and thought about the Demon King's Contract, so I tried to summon him.

After chanting the mantra like this, I stepped back several steps, observing the tailsman paper in front of me.

But even after a while, it just laid quietly on the stone and not even demon king's shadow showed up.

MC : "Sure enough, this ordinary move was useless."

I was disappointed and reached out to retract the spell.

MC : "The demon king's contract is said to be very prestigious."

MC : "But what conditions must be fulfilled for Victor to be summoned by me?"

I thought about this question seriously and suddenly heard the voice of the boss of Three Dreams.

Boss Lady : "I thought you were out but you happened to be here."

She stuffed a basket into my arms and pushed me all the way to the door of Three Dreams.

Boss Lady : "Today, the chef who was supposed to buy the vegetables took a leave. I think you have enough time to do anything today. Just go and run errands for me."

Boss Lady : "In exchange, I will let the chef cook your favorite dish for you--"

The lady boss stood at the door and waved at me and I answered with the basket in my arms.

MC : "So mocking, right away~"

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I was shopping all the way, only to find that the proprietress really "gave fake high hopes/reassurance" to me when there were a total of ten things listed on the long purchase list.

MC : "It's too heavy..."

Holding the basket full of radishes and eggs with difficulty, I used my chin to close the jar of wine in my arms.

After looking around, I turned around and decisively walked into a path leading to Three Dreams Square.

This path is not open. It seems a family has a happy event today, they have set up a high wooden frame and are tying red silk and lanterns.

I carefully walked around from below and suddenly there was an exclamation from the above.

The helper who tied the red silk seemed to accidentally become distracted and the red silk and lantern from his hand fell off.

I was about to avoid it and the red silk on the street fell overwhelmingly on my head.

Caught off guard, I was sucked into the sky of red.

What my eyes catch is red that symbolizes joy, endless as if there was no end.

The red which seems to be either lively or sad, it always has to do something with him.

If he saw such a festive red, he wouldn't know what it will feel like?

Suddenly the red silk covering my head seemed to be still, and the surrounding voices disappeared becoming extremely quiet.

Someone wrapped their one hand around my waist and turned me around the bamboo frame.

I turned around subconsciously, trying to see their face clearly but the wine in my arms was not fastened with the rope and the cloth with wine fell on the ground.

The splash of wine flew to my cheeks, it was cold.

Regardless of the wine stains on the face, I hurried to open the red net.

The sky light shines through the crooked bamboo frame, shining on the corners of the eyebrows of the person in front of me, and it seemed like nostalgic feeling. A drop of crystal faints in the tip of his hair.

Victor stood in front of me, looking at me with a frown with the end of his hair soaked in wine.

Victor : "Don't you know how to hide when something is coming at you?"

I looked at the person who appeared suddenly for a moment.

MC : "How are you here?"

Victor : "I also want to know how I am here."

He raised his eyes, they glided quietly across my face.

The wind rolled up the red silk, laying a brilliant and warm long scene behind him.

Facing such revering person, I didn't know what to say for a while, so I let out an endless sentence.

MC : "That-today...It's a really good day today."

Victor gave me a funny look.

Victor : "Is it a good day to put a red silk on your head?"

He walked forward, walked a few steps again then stopped to turn to look at me.

Victor : "Isn't this the road leading to Three Dreams Square?"

After realizing it, I reacted quickly and hurriedly followed.

Part 2

In the small courtyard of Three Dreams, I took a handkerchief and carefully handed it to Victor.

MC : "Earlier, I accidentally spilled wine on your body. You can use this to wipe it if you dislike it."

Victor stood in the courtyard with his hands align to his shoulder, he took the handkerchief and his eyes were smooth and lightly swept across the courtyard.

With a guilty conscience, I watched him sweep random piles of debris in our yard : dying flowers, fat fish trying to escape from the tank that was half broken.

There is an inexplicable panic inside me of being checked.

I moved a few steps without changing my face, covering a few lotus leaves in the corner that were used to wrap the chicken.

MC : "Haha, the weather is really nice."

Victor glanced at me, a slight smile appeared on his face.

Victor : "This all chaos is a little messy....."

MC : "Ah?"

Victor no longer looked at me, his gaze fell far away, as if looking at a place outside the heavy pavilion.

Victor : "It's also on its own."

I immediately invited him as a confidant.

MC : "Victor, you're really a discerning person!"

MC : "In order to express my gratitude, I invite you to eat Peony/Baihua cake.

MC : "In the morning, I bought a pack of peony cake from the street. I wanted to call you to come and taste it."

MC : "Although the way of inviting you over is a bit unexpected...."

MC : "I got it by a small whim of a lucky stroke!"

I took out the cakes wrapped in oil paper and the flower-shaped cakes covered the small table.

MC : "This is a new flavor made with nine different ingredients, I haven't tasted it myself."

I pushed the oil paper to Victor and looked at him expectantly.

The expression on Victor's face was full of rejection but under the my expectant gaze, he finally gave it a try.

The cyan pastry was elegant as well as precious porcelain in his hand and I watched Victor slowly eating the pastry in his hand.

MC : "How is the taste?"

Victor didn't speak but paused and picked another piece of cyan pastry from the oil paper and handed it front of me.

Victor : "If you want to know, try it yourself."

I took it suspiciously and ate it in one bite.

MC : "Wckk....!"

MC : "It turned out to be like a pastry made with green peppers! So terrible!"

I blushed and looked around for water to drink.

A cup of tea was handed to me, Victor held the teacup and looked at me for a while.

Victor : "Do you know what it tastes like now?"

He was so close to me that I could see a flash of smile in his eyes.

The sun fell like a golden light and the leaves made a slight rustle. I forgot the unpalatable cakes and the tray of cup of tea.

After standing still for a while, I suddenly remembered something.

MC : "I was done, I forgot to bring the ingredients I bought back to the kitchen!"

MC : "You wait for me here, I'll be right back."

Victor did not answer. He was standing in my little yard, the flowers on the tree fell under his robes and he looked down at the little flower.

----

When I came back from the kitchen, Victor was no longer there and the two fresh Peony cake on the oil paper were missing.

There is a note pressed with a tea cup on the table and the ink-colored characters penetrate the back of the paper, giving it a vigorous atmosphere.

Note : "I still have something urgent to deal with, so I’ll go first. The red one is made of red dates and is not so palatable."

MC : "Haha, red huh...."

I took a piece of red pastry and put it in my mouth and I was suddenly stunned--

It was also clearly peppery!

Part 3

Victor was walking on the street. It was getting late at the moment and the lanterns in the market were lit one by one, illuminating the long street like stars.

He walked through the noisy crowd and gradually moved away from the bright downtown, toward the depths of the noisy night.

There is a shadow puppet stall on the side of the street with many people in front of it, under the yellow candlelight. The puppet moves so fast that even the shadow falls.

Victor wanted to step across but a kid's voice rang.

Kid : "Isn't that the Miko sister's story that's being played up there?"

He stopped in his tracks suddenly.

The shadow puppet stall is small and old and Victor looked away only to see faintly female puppet.

Female shadow puppet danced, repeating the same movements continuously.

It's the dance of witches.

Suddenly, the movement of the female puppet became faster and faster, more and more swift until it finally fell suddenly.

In the light and darkness of the candle, the screen was blank but the melodious and melodious lyrics still came out.

Libretto : "Dancing sleeves, Luò yùlóu, autumn on both sides of the strait, a leaf boat..."

Libretto : "Chaotic clouds of sorrow, wind and rain, a few times in springs, don't know the journey."

[T/N : Here “ Luò yùlóu” can either mean “The residence of the emperor or immortals in ancient legends.” or “Peony itself”/“A small white flower resembling “peony”. Do correct me if I’m wrong.]

The lyrics stopped here and it seemed to be the end of a segment.

But for the creation of the atmosphere of "Miko's Falling", there was silence among the particularly crowded crowd.

Victor suddenly thought of the face he saw just now. Smart and airy look, just like a tree with vigorous posture.

Beautiful flowers were formed on the tree and they landed on the lake, wavering unknown ripples.

He lowered his eyes and moved on.

But at the time, a surprised voice rang.

MC : "Victor?"

He suddenly looked up.

MC : "Huh? Where is this?"

[T/N :Victor can summon MC whenever he wants or whenever he thinks of her after the contract between them, please correct me if I’m wrong.]

I was a little confused holding the half-eaten pastry in my hand and asked Victor blankly.

But he was also shocked and I tried to swallow half a mouthful of the pastry and let out a word.

MC : "Victor...were you thinking of me just now?"

Part 4

Victor refused to answer my question.

He turned to the shadow puppet stand in front of him and he didn't give me the slightest response.

MC : "Are you watching the shadow puppet show?"

My attention was also drawn to the shadow puppet stall.

After watching it for a while, I spoke with some doubts.

MC : "Is this......my story?"

Victor : "Not entirely, some are fabricated."

The fictional "Miko" ended badly.

The witch fell into a deep sleep after falling from the high platform and the hermitage ceremony has since been shelved. Seeing that more and more people are demonized in the feast and the witch never wakes up.

I was silent in my heart, not knowing what to say for a while.

Victor : "What are you thinking about?"

MC : "Although it's just a joke/play but the act is true and it cannot be said it's completely fabricated."

In Victor's silence, the voices of people around us continued to be heard.

Passerby : "This witch will never fall asleep now, right?"

Passerby : "I heard that she was not very motivated when she was in the Academy, she quarreled with others twice in three days. Such an outcome is inevitable."

Passerby : "If it wasn't for her not to wake up for all the time, so many wouldn't end up being demonized. After all, it was her fault!"

Passerby : "She was the one who lost "WestMoon", the ‘WestMoon’..."

The shadow puppet show was probably over and the onlookers scattered away. We didn't know where even the shadow puppet owner went, leaving behind a lonely small stall.

MC : "The play is over, let's go."

But Victor didn't move. He looked at me and spoke very seriously.

Victor : "If I were you, I wouldn't think of something like that."

Victor : "In WestMoon, in addition to Miko, there're six departments and three divisions, generals and soldiers."

Victor : "They also get national salaries and serve loyalty to the country."

Victor : "--The peace of a nation is not and should not be carried by one person only."

Every word of him threw waves in my heart and I couldn't help but smile softly.

MC : "What about you, what do you think of me?"

Victor : "Sigh, in my eyes, you are an ordinary person who has completed their duties."

Victor's voice passed through the night and fell into my ears.

Victor : "Except for the turmoil three years ago, you have successfully completed every ritual."

Victor : "You have done your best and this point has surpassed many people in this world."

The deserted street corner was covered in darkness and the only lantern was dangling behind him.

His words drifted into my heart along with the dim light of that lantern and lit a small cluster of warm flames.

MC : "Victor, I want to give myself a different ending."

Victor made the first choice. Before he could say anything, he was dragged by me to sit behind the shadow puppet booth."

Victor : "Is this how you rewrite the ending?"

Victor looked at the puppet in my hand and pulled corners of his lips a little amused.

MC : "Is it not okay?"

I blinked at him, recalling the lyrics I heard just now and manipulated the shadow puppets a bit clumsily.

The puppet that had been lying down staggered and stood up, as if the sleeping maiden finally was awakened.

MC : "Short alleys and long streets, Far on the rooftops, Once there're thousands of layers of smoke and water, finally go to the road far away."

The witch finally awakened. Although, she could no longer stand on the high platform, she would always explore the way forward and find the truth in her heart.

No matter what answer is waiting in front of her, she's glad to go.

MC : "What do you think of this ending?"

I tilted my head and asked Victor, the lights flashed across his face.

At this moment, he is not the king of the demon clan but looks like a major general who is still in a general's mansion.

Victor : "The lyrics are rough and the movements are stiff."

As usual, he must say a few dislike sentences.

Victor : "But in terms of the ending alone, it's good."

I smiled.

MC : "But one thing is still missing."

My fingers flipped slightly and another shadow puppet approached awkwardly and walked to the maiden's side.

The two stood side by side as if admiring the endless night in front of them.

MC : "This shadow puppet is called "The Demon Lord."

Victor : "How can there be a demon king in the story of the witch?"

MC : "But didn't I meet you too?"

MC : "I stay with the Mr. Storyteller, I've heard your story already."

There are rumors full of prejudice and fear about the major general becoming a demon.

MC : "Don't you think....that the major general who has become a devil and the maiden who has suffered from the WestMoon are in a sense the alike people on the same route?"

Victor looked at the shadow puppet in my hand quietly, not knowing what I was thinking, the crescent moon hung in the distance like a vague shadow.

There is no place for him under the sun.

But he stood under the sky full of stars, his eyes calm as if he was sure that everything in front of him would eventually turn into a smooth journey.

It is such a look that makes me feel that we are the same kinds of people.

MC : "And there's a demon king's contract between us."

MC : "If you ever feel bored in the future, you can call me over for a tea and cakes."

MC : "But of course...it can't be in the middle of the night!"

MC : "When I find a way to summon you, I'll also take you to Three Dreams Square to drink and listen to music."

Victor's gaze fell on the shadow puppets. Two small puppets stood in front of the curtain and the warm candlelight fell on them, fainting a layer of light.

He was silent for a while and finally nodded his head slightly.

MC : "But did you think of something when you first listened to the play earlier? Suddenly, summoning me...."

He turned and left with a smile, leaving only a fluttering sentence falling into the wind.

Victor : "I was thinking about....the witch I knew, different from the fabricated one in the play."

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DATE CLEARED~

#everyone good luck for the westmoon! may your fav boy come home first~#for dear mldd players hang in there just one more year i think-#crying while translating this date #mlqc #mr love queen's choice #mldd #mlqc victor #mlqc translations #mlqc dates #li zeyan #mlqc westmoon

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duckieeart · 3 years

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Big Old Fox and a little rabbit 🦊💗🐰

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ginkgomoon · 3 years

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Westmoon Chapters 1-4 First Impressions

Me: GAVIN! IT'S YOU!! Gavin:

The man in black sounds like the VA for Iridescent and the one in white sounds like Cyril. Looks like they were reborn as these people in the Westmoon universe.

MEMES.

"THE PULL OF DESTINY."

Even in this universe, they haven't seen each other for so long, then reunite again. CRIES

#mlqc westmoon #mlqc #mlqc gavin #mlqc en #gavin #mr love queens choice

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aili-chan · 3 years

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Ya... and back to Downville

When I first saw MLQC Westmoon event coming I was first...

But when I saw trailer and there was no VA on Victor, Gavin and Kiro...

Yeah, I'm down again.

#mlqc victor #mlqc gavin #mlqc kiro #Mlqc westmoon #VA situation

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cheesy09 · 3 years

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[CN West Moon] Kiro: The Same Ballad

✨ Warning: This post contains detailed spoilers for an event story “同谣” that hasn’t been released in the EN server yet. Read at your own discretion! ✨

[Note: This translation was done using the help of Google Translate :>]

───※ ·❆· ※───[Ch.1]───※ ·❆· ※───

The setting sun gradually faded to the west, and the evening quietly landed amidst the melodious flutes.

The tall and lush banyan trees look like overlapping clouds from a distance. Among them sits a young man with silver hair. His legs are crossed as he leans against the trunk, and his hair rises in the wind.

The warm wind comfortably sweeps across the lush wheat fields, wafting layers of waves, and in an instant, fragrance bursts.

The young man played the finger flute and looked deeply into the distance, as if to find something in the wave of wheat.

The broken melody finally strung together. But soon there was a gap in the memory, and the melody became intermittent.

Who was playing the same notes in the gap of time in his youth? He frowned, but couldn’t remember anything.

The melody stopped abruptly at this moment.

He didn’t know when the past melody was greyed out, together with his lost past.

───※ ·❆· ※─── ───※ ·❆· ※───

In the 105th year of the Western Moon, on Jiuhuatian Street, I met that blond teenager.

When I met him, he was surrounded by a few older children. He was thin and small, and looked as big as me. His face was covered with mud spots and dust, but he could hardly conceal the exquisite features of his appearance.

There is such a beautiful boy in this world-- that was my first impression of him.

Although it wasn’t uncommon for people from outside to appear, it was the first time I’d seen a boy who was as beautiful as a doll.

Vagrant: Hey, Blondie, what did I say to you! Where are the remaining copper plates?

The older child pinched his arm with one hand, and grabbed his hair fiercely with the other. The boy frowned with pain, but did not say a word.

His reaction clearly angered the older children. One of them raised his fist and was about to swing at him. He held his head high without evasiveness, his face full of stubbornness.

MC: Let him go!

As soon as my voice fell, several pairs of eyes looked towards me. The boy looked into my eyes, and the blue jewel-like eyes made me stunned.

Vagrant: Tch! What is happening here is none of your concern. Hurry up and leave!

I wanted to refute, but I saw a copper box on the ground, and a plate of small gongs.

It turned out that these people were doing art in the street... I got an idea.

MC: I don’t want to disturb you either, just....

MC: I just saw a team of officers and soldiers patrolling. And they’re on this street...

MC: Anyway, I’ve said too much. I’m leaving now.

Sure enough, as I expected, the faces of the several older children changed.

Vagrant: You... Do you really mean it?

I nodded. Seeing me like this, he immediately winked at the others, picked up the gong on the ground, and the few of them ran away like the wind.

Seeing that the strategy succeeded, I couldn’t help laughing out loud.

MC: Hello, are you okay?

The blond boy looked at me blankly. I stretched out my hand and shook it in front of his eyes. Only then did he react, first nodding, and then shaking his head.

MC: What is it?

At this moment, a series of muffled sounds of “gū gū” sounded, and I subconsciously touched my stomach, only to find that the noise did not come from me.

Looking up, I saw the boy doing the same movements as me. After sensing my gaze, his cheeks grew slightly red and he lowered his head to the ground in embarrassment.

MC: So you’re hungry...

After thinking for a while, I took out something wrapped in coarse paper from my arms and opened it carefully. There was a candied fruit inside. I smiled and handed it to him.

MC: Here, this is for you. This was given to me by the boss of Miguofang.

He looked at me in a daze.

MC: Eat it soon. Next time, don’t steal other people’s copper plates.

Boy: I didn’t steal it! That was from my tricks!

He spoke suddenly, his tone a little defensive. I smiled disapprovingly.

MC: Do you play tricks? It’s okay, you don’t have to lie to me. I’ve done this kind of thing before when I was also very hungry but--

MC: Your hands are not for stealing.

I said solemnly, and motioned to him to take the candied fruit, but he still shook his head.

MC: You! Hmph, forget it.

I retracted my hand angrily, twisted the candied fruit and threw it into my mouth.

MC: This is the delicacy I treasure! I never share it with anyone!

I muttered dissatisfiedly, turned my head and left.

I thought that it was just a small episode in my wandering life. I never thought that our lives would change because of it.

I didn’t know that since then, in places where I couldn’t see, that boy’s eyes have been following me.

───※ ·❆· ※───[Ch.2]───※ ·❆· ※───

There is such a lovely girl in this world-- this was Kiro’s first impression of the girl.

When the girl turned her head angrily and left, he still stood stupidly in the same place, not knowing how to react for a while.

How can a girl’s face become red so fast?

He didn’t pick up the candied fruit because he really hadn’t stolen the copper plates. However, even though he was misunderstood, he was not upset.

When the girl smiled and handed the candied fruit to him, it was the first smile he had received since his parents were killed.

Suddenly, his little heart was filled with something, abundant and full, and became warm and soft, and full of strength.

This was the first time he had the feeling of wanting to be with someone.

Kiro looked at the girl’s fading back, thought for a moment, raised his foot and followed her.

At this moment, he decided to accompany the girl in the days to come, illuminating the road ahead for her.

On this day, Kiro followed the girl as usual.

The girl wandered in the street for a long time, and when she saw someone conjuring something, she surrounded them curiously.

While following the girl, Kiro found that she was homeless and on the street, just like himself.

During the day, she would scurry around in the street and join in the fun everywhere. When she was was hungry, she would take a stroll on Three Dreams Square. The kind proprietress would give her the leftover food from the guests.

At night, the girl slept in a deserted thatched cottage. Sometimes the wind was violent and the dilapidated wooden door would shake. So he would quietly close the door and stay outside all night.

Because he was afraid that he would disturb the girl, he never dared to talk to her, but stayed with her silently in the dark.

MC: You are clearly lying!

The girl’s voice interrupted Kiro’s memory. He looked from a distance. She seemed to be having a dispute with the conjurer.

He followed up and took a look, and found that it was the people who robbed him of the copper plates the day that he conjured the trick. There was a row of open bowls at their feet.

Vagrant: You again? I lie, you say? If you have the ability, you can change one!

The people around started to roar. The girl looked a bit flustered and looked around at a loss.

With his hands hanging on his sides clenched into fists, Kiro gritted his teeth and squeezed into the crowd, his small body desperately moving forward.

Kiro: I’m here!

People looked around for a long time before turning their attention to the thin and small him.

Noting the girl’s gaze, Kiro patted his shirt, raised his chest slightly, and walked towards the center of the crowd with his head held high.

Vagrant: Blondie? What are you doing? You want to get beaten again?

He ignored the boy’s malicious provocation, but picked up a bowl, looked at the crowd of onlookers, and raised a smile.

Kiro: Look here!

The eyes of the crowd couldn’t help but focus on Kiro. He seemed to have a special attraction.

The empty bowl swayed back and forth in his hand, and then there was a stream of clear water, which caused people to exclaim.

Kiro: The best part is yet to come!

His smile got brighter and brighter. He tapped the bowl with his fingers and sprinkled the water around. The people who were caught up in it were about to open their mouth and scold him, but they were stunned by the scene in front of them.

A goldfish swam in the bowl held by Kiro.

As soon as he turned around, the fish jumped into the bowl in front according to his movements, and the water splashed for a while.

The goldfish appeared in different bowls following his movements and people opened their eyes wide and looked, trying to find the fish.

Kiro’s posture was light and agile, and his movements flowed smoothly. People’s eyes widened in surprise, but his eyes kept falling on the girl.

Seeing the girl’s amazed expression, he turned faster. His mouth was raised high, with a certain air.

The copper plates were thrown into the small gong on the ground like rain, filling it in the blink of an eye. Applause and cheers came and went one after another, and his wonderful performance was full of colors.

Those older children had long since disappeared. After the crowd dispersed, Kiro hurried to find the girl, still holding the small bowl with goldfish in his hand.

He stared at the girl’s face intently, but saw that she kept her head down and refused to look at him. He frowned nervously.

Kiro: What happened?

MC: I-I didn’t expect you to really conjure up tricks. Sorry, I misunderstood you before.

The weight on his heart was suddenly lifted. He breathed a sigh of relief, smiled again, and stretched the bowl in his hand to the girl.

Kiro: For you.

In the open bowl, the goldfish swam slowly.

MC: So beautiful...

MC: Unexpectedly, you are so good at this! That was the best trick I had ever seen!

Hearing the girl’s unabashed appreciation, he scratched his head, slightly embarrassed.

Kiro: It’s nothing... If you want to learn, I can teach you!

MC: Really?!

The girl grabbed Kiro’s arm with excitement, but she touched the bruise on his arm that hadn’t disappeared. The pain caused him to take in a cold breath.

MC: S-sorry.

Kiro: It’s okay. It doesn’t hurt at all. Really.

Kiro shook his head and said with a smile.

The girl noticed the bruise on his arm and looked him up and down again.

MC: Are you alone? What about your family?

The smile on his face instantly faded, leaving only a haze in his eyes.

Kiro: They were all killed.

Perhaps that was the case. But such an expression shouldn’t have appeared on a child his age. The girl was a little stunned and stood in place.

After a long while, Kiro felt a piece of warmth sticking to his hand-- It was the temperature of the girl’s palm.

MC: I’m the same as you. Except that I was abandoned.

MC: You are not from here, and you will have a lot of trouble in the future.

MC: I grew up here, and I know everything very well. And I also know how to avoid those older kids.

The girl’s face showed a maturity and firmness that did not match her age.

MC: Why don’t we stay together! Two people are always better than one.

There was a warmth in his heart, and Kiro nodded his head with almost no hesitation at the girl’s expectant gaze.

Kiro: Okay!

The girl jumped up happily. In the sun, her smile bloomed like a flower, which made Kiro sway.

Although he didn’t eat the candied fruit, he thought that the girl’s smile at this moment must be sweeter than the candied fruit.

MC: By the way, I don’t know your name yet. My name is MC. What about you?

He raised his lips and smiled brightly.

Kiro: Kiro. My name is Kiro.

───※ ·❆· ※───[Ch.3]───※ ·❆· ※───

After some discussions, Kiro and I went to the most sophisticated Chinese restaurant in the city.

After saving money to buy candied fruits, there was only enough left to buy a bowl of beef noodles.

The steaming bowl of beef noodles was served on the table. The soup was clear, and the pale yellow noodles floated with verdant green leaves and thinly sliced beef slices, and the aroma filled the air.

The both of us opened our eyes and swallowed involuntarily.

I couldn’t wait and reached for it. But the dish was so hot that as soon as I touched the edge of the bowl, I screamed and my hand was quickly withdrawn.

Kiro: Let me see!

Kiro took my hand anxiously and saw that my fingertips were slightly reddened. So he placed it on his lips and blew lightly.

Kiro: [blowing] It doesn’t hurt anymore, it doesn’t hurt anymore...

Looking at him, the fingers that were hot just now didn’t seem to hurt that much anymore.

We waited for a while. We didn’t start to feast until we found that the noodles had cooled down a bit.

The quantity of beef slices was not much. I had eaten some, but Kiro still hadn’t touched anything.

MC: Don’t you like beef?

Kiro: I... I’m tired of eating!

MC: How can you get tired of such delicious beef?!

Kiro: Hmm... we had beef for every meal. I used to eat too much, so you should eat it!

MC: Oh...

I nodded dumbfounded, and looked at Kiro’s cheek and saw that he was wearing a strange earing on his left ear. I couldn’t help but reach out and touch it.

MC: What is this... you actually have a hole in your ear! Does it hurt?

Kiro’s palm covered my hand, and the light in his eyes flickered slightly.

Kiro: It doesn’t hurt anymore.

Wearing weird earrings and not eating beef... I became more and more curious about this boy from a foreign country.

MC: Where you used to live... what does it look like?

Kiro was taken aback for a moment, then curled up his mouth.

Kiro: It’s a beautiful place.

Kiro: There are woods full of flowers, huts with blue bricks and red tiles, and the sea beyond the horizon like the sky... my family lives by the sea.

MC: I really want to see it...

Kiro: When I grow up, I will definitely take you there!

MC: Okay!

MC: But... there’s still a long time till you grow up. What if you change your appearance by that time, and I don’t recognize you?

Thinking about the unpredictable future, I couldn’t help worrying even though I was excited just now. Kiro also tilted his head and fell into thought, his expression a little frustrated.

I’d already faced us parting once. I couldn’t help but start worrying about the next separation.

Inadvertently, I glanced at the gold metal ring he wore around his neck.

MC: What is this?

Kiro: This? It’s my ring.

Kiro: Because my hands are not big enough, I can only hang it on my neck for the time being.

He took the ring from his neck and handed it to me.

Kiro: I have been wearing it since I was a child, and I have never let go of it.

MC: What a beautiful ring...

I fiddled with it curiously, and suddenly I touched a raised area. I flicked it lightly with my finger, and something popped out.

I subconsciously placed it on my lips, and breathed out gently, and a clear flute sound suddenly sounded.

MC: Look, you can make a sound in this way!

I said to Kiro excitedly, his face overflowing with a hint of surprise.

Kiro: It turns out it can be used to play...

MC: I know! When you blow this, I will recognize you!

I happily shook the finger flute in my hand at him.

Kiro’s eyes were shining, and he smiled and said to me.

Kiro: Even if you can’t recognize me, I will recognize you at a glance!

In the bustling restaurant, some people were looking for fun, some were complaining to each other, and some were frustrated and hesitant. But all of this had nothing to do with us.

We shared a bowl of beef noodles and made a vow about the future. We had great happiness and joy.

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MC: Kiro, the officers and soldiers are here, run!

As soon as my voice fell, Kiro picked up the gong on the ground and we ran away wildly together.

When we finally reached Miguofang, we were exhausted and out of breath.

Kiro: Ha... ha... Why don’t we do business in Three Dreams Square? If so, we don’t have to worry about being captured by the officers and soldiers.

MC: But-but, that’s an area where civilians and the poor live... Earnings are much less there than on the street...

I answered breathlessly.

MC: Boss! Buy a pack of preserves!

Kiro: Boss! Buy a pack of preserves!

Kiro and I shouted in unison. Seeing the boss shiver by our loud voice, we laughed happily.

In the years of wandering together, we were like free and casual clouds. Instead of being alone, when two people are together, everything experienced becomes a landscape.

But the tricks did not make money all the time, nor did the proprietress help us fill our stomachs every time.

When we were too hungry, we would go to Three Dreams Square to do some drudgery that no one wanted to do in exchange for some food.

A few months later, we finally managed to get enough money to buy a bag of preserves.

Boss: Here, little girl, take it!

MC: Wow, thank you boss!

Just as I took the candied fruit and was cheering up, I suddenly heard a scream of horses neighing, and someone riding a big horse with a tall head came forward, and the dust in the sky was raised in an instant.

Kiro: MC!

Kiro quickly dragged me behind him, but the candied fruit in my hand rolled to the ground. There was the sound of horse hooves stepping on them, leaving all traces of it trampled on the ground.

MC: Ah! Why is this...

The months of hard work were all ruined. Grievance and anger suddenly flooded my heart, and my eyes were covered with moisture.

Kiro: Don’t cry! I’ll buy you another bag next time!

Kiro comforted me at a loss.

MC: Where will you get the money... we can’t even eat food now...

I chuckled, wiping my tears with my hands.

In the vagueness, I seem to see a rare expression on Kiro’s face. There was a little sadness, and a little self-blame.

Kiro: I will buy it for you. I always do what I say!

I sniffed and sobbed. Before I could answer him, I seemed to hear his murmur again--

Kiro: I will definitely stand higher. Trust me.

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When I woke up the next day, I found more bags of candied fruit beside me, and some copper plates scattered on the ground.

MC: Where did these all come from? You didn’t steal them, did you?!

Kiro: No! I just went to get back what belonged to me.

Kiro raised a big smile at me, but no matter how I asked him, he would not tell me how these were obtained.

All I know is that when he came back, his nose and face were swollen, and there were more bruises on his arms. He looked like he had been in a fight with someone.

The winter and spring in the West Moon Kingdom are very cold. Kiro and I only wore thin singles and squeezed into the small thatched house.

The howling of the wind sounded like a beast whimpering. Kiro tightly hugged me, who was shivering, and put my head on his chest.

Kiro: My mother said that when she was scared, listening to the sound of the heartbeat would make her feel better.

Seeing the wooden doors being opened and closed by the wind, I hugged Kiro even more vigorously.

Kiro: If you are still scared, I will play the flute for you! However, I only just started practicing, so it may not sound good...

MC: it’s okay. Play it!

The melodious flute sound rang in the small thatched house. Although there was some stumbling in between, it was sincere and beautiful.

The sound of the flute mixed with the powerful heartbeat made me feel relieved, and my eyes were also drooping.

Half-dreaming and half-awake, I looked at Kiro curiously.

MC: Is it this cold where you live?

Kiro: No. The place where I live is very warm in spring, summer, autumn and winter. Although the temperature of the sun was not high, people were not cold. Just like...

MC: Like?

Kiro: Like a hug.

MC: Well, is there no place in West Moon Country that has the beauty of your hometown?

He blinked and smiled mysteriously at me.

Kiro: There is.

Kiro: It’s my “secret base.” I will take you there next time!

I nodded happily. Kiro’s temperature gradually spread to me. He was like the warm sun in spring. Not blazing, but warming my little world.

The intermittent flute sounded slowly again. Groggy, I soon fell asleep.

The secret base Kiro talked about was a wide wheat field.

Next to the wheat field was a small river with sparkling waves. On the clear water, the shadow of a whirling tree swayed, and the blue sky and white clouds rippled.

The tall grass of wheat managed to hide us, and we often played hide-and-seek in the vast wheat fields.

MC: Why haven’t you found me...

I laid down in the soft embrace of the wheat field, looking up at the endless sky, boredly humming a little song, and muttering in my heart-- “Find me quickly.”

Suddenly, there was the sound of a flute in the distance, and I closed my mouth and hummed the melody.

The sound got closer and closer, and stopped suddenly when I could hear the sound of human footsteps and the rustling of clothes.

Kiro: I found you, MC!

Kiro parted the wheat stalks with both hands and poked his head out of it. His golden hair was more dazzling in the sun.

MC: You made me wait for so long. I thought you couldn’t find me anymore.

I deliberately said in a slightly complaining tone, but in fact I was relieved with joy.

Kiro: Sorry! You were a little far away, so I took some time...

Seeing him sweating profusely but still smiling, I couldn’t bear to tease him anymore.

MC: Actually...

Kiro: But no matter where you are, I can find you!

He interrupted me and gave me a sly smile. I was immediately hooked with curiosity by him.

MC: Really? Is there some secret?

Kiro: The secret is--

Kiro: The song you just hummed!

I curled my lips in disappointment.

MC: But I just sang it casually...

Kiro: Then... coupled with the sound of my flute, this will be our special code!

Kiro: In the future, no matter how far apart we are, as long as this melody is played, we will be able to find each other.

His confident smiling face made me want to believe him involuntarily. Under his influence, I also curled my mouth.

MC: Then no matter where I am, you must find me! It’s a promise.

Kiro: Of course! It’s a deal!

Immediately, he fell down on the soft fields. Together we looked at the blue sky, traced the trails of the wild geese, and listened to the horns of the ships passing by.

Clusters of wheat ears rippled with the wind, and the swaying wheat stalk continued to form a sea. Kiro and I laid among the golden waves.

He said that listening to the sound of the wheat swaying in the wind like a sea tide, was like returning to his hometown.

I took off a wheat ear and nestled it against his face, softly tickling him.

MC: And now, this is our home.

There was a tall banyan tree in front of the wheat field. We often sat on it side by side, and occasionally there would be bird feathers on our clothes.

Kiro: MC, did you know? Here, you can see the most beautiful sunshine in West Moon Kingdom.

He took off his finger-flute and placed it against his lips, pressing the sound hole with both hands, blowing slowly from his mouth.

Under the banyan tree, Kiro played the flute, and I hummed softly--

That section only belonged to each other’s melody.

The melodious melody wafted on the banyan tree until the sunset and dusk set in.

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We released the goldfish that we got from performing tricks in the creek beside the banyan tree.

The fish swayed, swimming freely, and splashing up water.

MC: It looks so happy!

Kiro: If it’s good, then in the future, every year on this day, we will come here to release a fish!

Kiro looked at the swimming goldfish with a look of envy in his eyes.

MC: Okay! But what day is today?

Kiro though for a while, smiled and looked at me.

Kiro: It’s the ninth day of April.

Behind Kiro, the sunlight-reflecting leaves fell silently, whirled a few times in the air, and finally landed lightly on the soil.

Kiro and I buried a “treasure box” under the banyan tree, and agreed to dig it out at an important moment in the future.

MC: We are not allowed to peak in advance!

With the last swipe of the loess, the treasure box was covered, and Kiro and I looked at each other and laughed.

The warm wind blew, and the waves of wheat rolled. Under the green banyan tree, small hands, connected to small people, seemed to be able to reach eternity in an instant.

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With the help of his sleeve, Kiro wiped the sweat sliding down his cheeks, reflecting the dazzling light.

In a few days, it would be that very important day for them. In order to surprise the girl, Kiro set up a swing under the banyan tree.

Kiro: I don’t know if she will like it...

He looked at the swing swinging slightly in the wind, his face full of satisfaction and expectation.

In the distance, over the wheat field, a black goshawk swiftly passed by, and the wheat ears trembled in the wind.

Kiro: Faster!

Kiro happily took the girl to walk deep into the alley, eagerly rushing to the secret base.

MC: Why are you so excited?

The girl pursed her mouth in dissatisfaction, but with a smile in her eyes. She looked at the small fish tank in her hand. The goldfish inside was wagging its tail happily.

MC: Little fish, you can be free today!

Kiro: Mm! We...

Before he finished speaking, a dark shadow appeared in front of them.

A silver-white cold light flashed in front of him. He noticed it before the girl, and was about to block it.

Kiro: Be careful!

But he was a step too late in the end, and the dagger slashed through the air in a strange arc, and the blood-red wound crept up onto the girl’s shoulder.

The fish tank in the girl’s hand slipped and shattered on the ground. The water splashed in all directions, and the fish bounced on the ground in vain.

The screams resounded through the alley, and they stunned the nearby crows.

Kiro tried his best to push the girl away, and crimson blood splashed onto his face.

He lost his weight and fell to the ground. The pieces of the fish tank tore at his skin and pierced into his shoulder.

Kiro: [wincing] MC...

His left eye seemed to be pierced by something severely, and his pupils burned into gold. There was a force in his body that was gushing out, which seemed to be accompanied by double the pain.

Intense emotions swept through him.

His vision gradually blurred, until the moment he lost consciousness, his heart still clinging to a single belief.

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In the air-tight dark room, the silver-haired boy slowly opened his eyes.

His blue pupil gleamed in the dark. He didn’t know where he was or how long he had been asleep.

The figure hiding in the dark slowly appeared, and a low voice sounded in the silence.

??: Follow me.

The heavy murderous aura mixed with the pungent smell of blood, cold and pressing. He walked through the dark corridor with the man in black, and from time to time, the sound of fighting came from the sealed windows on both sides.

They stopped in front of the closed black iron door, which was mottled with dark red blood. The man in black looked down at him, a hint of interest in his eyes.

??: let me see your strength.

The door opened, and rust-like scent of blood rushed toward his face.

He walked in, and a dozen pairs of indifferent eyes stared at him. They were covered in blood, like beasts waiting for opportunities. The iron door slowly closed at this moment.

It was hell on earth.

After lighting a stick of incense, he walked out the door.

The hand holding the dagger had become numb, and his left eye was shining with a golden light.

??: Welcome, to the Shadow Pavilion.

Said the man in black. He raised his eyebrows, and a flash of disgust flashed in his icy eyes.

He had fought so hard, not because he yearned for life or because he was afraid of death. But in his vague memory, he vaguely remembered that he had lost someone, and he wanted to find them.

But after that, he couldn’t even remember that.

He couldn’t even remember his own name, but he didn’t need to remember. Here, he only had the code name- Hei Ling.

The day he walked out of the dark room, he took back his package.

In the package, there was only a single dusty ring.

A strange emotion flashed in his heart, but it was soon suppressed.

The main task of an assassin was to assassinate the hidden master. For him, with the power of Yama’s pupil, there was almost no difficulty.

Trivia: A hidden master is a hidden person whose mission is to annihilate demons . In the early years, in order to fight against the increasingly powerful Demon Realm, the three imperial hermit master families of the West Moon Kingdom established the imperial hermit master association. Today, the Royal Hermit Association is one of the most important power institutions in the West Moon Kingdom. A hidden person needs to pass the certification of the association to get the tool of annihilation and become a hidden master .

As a result, he became the the top assassin in the pavilion. The assassination missions he received rarely failed. Except that one time.

He made a light leap and landed on the treetops. When he was about to break through the window, he felt a sense of weightlessness. It felt as if he was stepping on air, and he almost fell down.

He immediately terminated the mission, returned to the inn, and fell into a coma for an instant.

After regaining consciousness, his heart seemed to be empty.

Later, he heard that the witches of this country also fell from the high platform on the same day.

MC is a witch, as well as the “Miko” in this world. So apparently she has an affect on Kiro in this world as well.

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He was used to walking on the street with blonde hair, and seemed to be more at ease in this way. His eyes swept across every corner of the street, and an indescribable sense of familiarity lingered in his heart.

Next to the bun shop, a dirty boy in single clothes and thin trousers was looking around. Seeing that no one was paying attention, the child quietly stretched out his hand to the bun on the chopping board--

Mystery boy: Stop.

He grabbed the boy’s wrist. The strength from the hand made the child grin in pain.

Boy: You, what are you doing?

Mystery boy: If you want to survive, there are some errands in Three Dreams Square. As long as you are not afraid of hardship, you can do it.

Mystery boy: After passing the front alley, there is a thatched cottage on the east side where you can sleep at night.

A cold aura emanated from all over his body. The boy who was aggressive just now couldn’t help but tremble.

Boy: You... Who are you?

Ignoring the boy’s words, he was about to turn his head and leave. Suddenly a few words flashed across his mind, and he blurted out--

Mystery boy: Your hands are not for stealing.

There was a momentary trance in his head. This sentence seems to have been said by someone before.

Suddenly, a strange feeling came out of his body, and his pupils suddenly widened.

Just in the middle of the boy’s dazzling spirit, he hid himself in the alley ahead, supporting himself on the wall with one hand, breathing heavily.

This was the same feeling as when the assassination failed three years ago.

There was a burning pain in his left eye, and he covered it in pain.

The blue faded, and the dazzling gold gradually emerged.

On the other side, in the room of a wine shop, the girl called the “Miko” slowly opened her closed eyes after being asleep for three years.

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In a bustling restaurant, he sat in a private room. His lazy eyes fell out the window, but was soon attracted by a young girl.

The girl wandered in the street with a novel look, and the smile on her face was too dazzling for him, who was used to the darkness.

Dian Xiao Er: Guest officer, what would you like to order? We have...

Mystery boy: Beef noodles.

Even before Dian Xiao Er could finish speaking, he interrupted him without even turning his head.

Xiao Er curled his mouth a little uncomfortably. This person was sitting in the private room of Jiazi, but he only ordered a bowl of beef noodles? However, afraid of his aura, he responded and left.

He stared at the girl and a special emotion filled his heart.

Royal Hermit: Who is in the room? Come out quickly, I have business that needs to be done today!

A rough voice came from outside the door. After a long while, Xiao Er who had just left, walked in with a panicked expression.

Dian Xiao Er: Guest officer, how about I change your private room...

He just glanced at Xiao Er indifferently, and then continued to look out the window. The shouting outside the door continued.

Dian Xiao Er: Outside the door is the famous imperial master of this neighborhood. If you provoke him, it will not end well for you...

Dian Xiao Er reminded him in a low voice with an unhappy expression, but he remained unmoved.

Royal Hermit: I want to see who’s the one that’s hiding in there!

The door was knocked to the ground with a “clang!” and the visitor swaggered into the room.

Royal Hermit: Hey Silver-hair, I’ll count to three, and if you don’t get out, you’ll get into serious trouble!

Royal Hermit: One-- Two--

He lazily tapped on the table with his index finger, and when he was about to reach the third number, the dagger rotated twice in his hand under the table, and a cold light shot towards the door.

Mystery boy: Trouble.

The dagger pierced the air like lightening, leaving a very thin bloodstain on the neck of the hidden master.

But in the blink of an eye, the Royal Hermit died.

??: Mu-murderer! Murderer!

Screams and fleeing filled the restaurant for a while. He frowned impatiently, kicked the hidden master out of the window, and then disappeared into the alley.

He knew well that killing without permission was a violation of the rules of the pavilion. But there seemed to be a voice in his heart telling him that he had a reason to do so.

In the alley, his sensitive nerves made him spot the girl who was eavesdropping early that morning.

He should have killed her. But when the girl stroked his cheek, she was dazed in place.

MC: Your face is dirty...

He felt wonderful empathy, and emotions that did not belong to him, flooded him-- helplessness and fear, leaked tenderness, and a touch of nostalgia...

And that the emotions in his heart seemed to have been spied on.

Mystery boy: Do not touch me.

After speaking, he hurriedly disappeared from the girl’s sight, leaving only the black feather.

The breeze was blowing, and the figure of the boy loomed in the shadow of a tree. He did not leave, but silently stared at the girl.

Even he couldn’t tell whether he accidentally dropped the black feather, or whether-- Hei Ling chose a girl.

His eyes were locked firmly on the girl’s body until he watched her put away that black feather, and then left the restaurant.

This was a moment from Chapter 1 of the main story. You can check @xiaomoxu’s post for more context :>

The silver-haired boy sitting on the banyan tree slowly put down the finger flute, and the sudden termination of the melody made him a little upset.

This was the only song he could play, but it would always get interrupted in the same place, like a broken memory that couldn’t be finished.

He took out a paper bag from his arms which contained various candied fruits that shone with multicolored light in the afterglow.

He always carried a bag of candied fruit with him. He had had this strange habit ever since the day he walked out of the shadow pavilion and saw the fruit shop on the street.

He picked up one and put it in his mouth, and the familiar sweetness spread between his lips and teeth.

He couldn’t help thinking of what the girl had just said in the cave.

Even though it was hoarse and vague, he was still sure that he heard the word “Ki” clearly.

This was a moment from Chapter 2 of the main story. You can check @xiaomoxu’s post for more context :>

Was that her name? She knew herself? Who was she? Did she have anything to do with the forgotten memory that he kept looking for?

Countless questions came to his mind, but there was no answer.

He put the finger flute on his lips again, and unexpectedly, the jammed melody slowly became smooth.

The melody in the memory gradually sounded...

The melody covered in memory gradually became clear. Several fishing boats moored on the river, their fishing boat lights swaying over the mist covered water.

On the banyan tree, the golden leaves fell one after another, and under the banyan tree, the unmanned swing danced with the wind.

The last rays of sunlight on the horizon had also completely dissipated. The wild goose had long been gone, only the sound of the flute was still melodious.

When did he remember it?

He couldn’t help but wonder.

However, the melody in his memory unknowingly eased the boredom in his heart.

??: No matter where I am, you must find me!

Suddenly, a vague and tender voice sounded in his head.

Who was talking?

The voice was sometimes clear and sometimes vague. He held his breath and waited, wanting to hear it more realistically.

Children: “Got you!”

He suddenly raised his head and looked at the golden wheat field.

The violent wind swept past, and the billowing wheat waves stretched into the distance, accompanied by the sound of the sea tide, but no trace of people could be found.

Vaguely, he heard the lingering laughter of children.

Someone was playing hide-and-seek again.

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