Chapter 221 - Su Luxi (11)

As the Goddess said, there was only one way to heal a curse that no healing or light magic in the world could cure. To make the future Saintess wish from the Goddess to take away this curse from him.

Yet, to be honest, Jiang Li actually did not care much if his life had a deadline.

His plan was not to butter Su Luxi up or make her feel coerced to wish for his recovery. If he could not stay long in this world, then that would really be a pity, but moving on should be easy since his goal was only to save a stupid girl and then he could go to the next world.

The problem might have been the fact that a certain someone did not know of it, so she pestered Jiang Li by repeatedly saying, 'Hey, there are only a few days left before the summoning, shouldn't you prepare plans to make the new girl like you or feel like she should use her wish on you?'

The Goddess' message was clear, she was insinuating him to start drafting schemes to make the Saintess be in love with him or attached to him. Pity could also work since he was a wheelchair-bound guy. In short, he should plan to play with a girl's emotions.

But to this, the guy who had become a fine white-haired young man only replied, 'You mean, to make her wish for my benefit? Should I?'

A sardonic grin formed in his lips. His eyes looking up at the clear blue sky. He was seated on the chair overseeing the unending mountain ranges from Wade's mansion's second floor.

If he would move his sight to the valets respectfully standing on his two sides, he would see the sadness in their eyes. They must be feeling down, aware that their young master only had a few months left to live.

The Goddess' playful voice echoed in his ears, 'Are you sure you don't want to seduce the Saintess? Your looks are okay. Once I summon her, you should stand at the front so the first one she would see is you! What do you think?'

'I sincerely think this talk is purely nonsensical.' 

'Awww,' the Goddess purred like a hurt kitten. 'How could you say that? Don't you know you're just giving me reasons to think you're not confident of yourself? That you're afraid you cannot make a little girl from another world fall for you?' 

'...' For some reason, he felt so offended by the teasing tone of the woman. There was also the meaning she was trying to get across him.

He sneered. If she had memories of the past, would she still find her suggestions funny?

He really wanted to know. 

He closed his eyes for a while and ignored the voice giving him weird ideas to make him feel embarrassed and uneasy. 

"Sir Wade!" 

'Sighs. Here comes another trouble needing some attention.'

Jiang Li automatically looked down, seeing a beautiful maid with blonde hair and face reminding him of Ye Xinya. She was happily waving a hand at him. Following behind her were her most faithful maid and guard, both also in a disguise.

The valets next to Jiang Li exchanged glances with each other, their expressions not that good.

The fiancee of the crown prince had visited again. And it was not something they welcomed.

Jiang Li was still the heir despite the ducal couple having a seven-year-old son. Not many knew of his life expectancy but the duke and duchess did, yet despite so, until their firstborn breathed his last, they resolved to retain his status. This was maybe their way of appeasing their hearts too, seeing the young man getting more frail and weak each passing day.

Anyway, the issue was how the prophet remained the same as before in terms of social standing and influence. People now were aware that he was ill since the paleness of his face and the lack of meat in his body was not easy to miss, yet despite that, he was still one of the dream husbands of many.

But he reached the age of twenty without getting engaged or involved with any love scandal. The two valets had dark faces since they couldn't help but wonder if it was because of the barely sixteen-year-old girl before them.

'Of all people, why her? The young master is pitiful. Even if he likes this girl and the girl also likes him, I'm afraid there is still no future between them. He is sick. And the girl is already engaged... Ah, my merciful Goddess...'

While the female lead was making her way up the balcony, Jiang Li sipped on his cup of tea, sometimes biting on the cookie in his hand.

After a few seconds, he felt that it was not good to monopolize the food to himself so he offered some snacks to his valets.

But who knew that after painstakingly convincing the two, both of them would suddenly end up choking, both feeling frantic and didn't know who to perform hemlock first.

Jiang Li looked at the two with interest. Did he pass them his passive ability to court death even without doing anything?'

Without looking at his cup of tea, he paused drinking, barely stopping before a needle, which mysteriously slipped into his drink, entered his mouth.

He placed the cup down.

'Goddess... If I were to ask you...'

Remembering the question thrown at him, he smirked inwardly. 'Do you think I should really go after the Saintess just so I can extend my life span?'

'... Well, it's your life, after all... so yeah?'

Now that the Goddess was asked this question, she suddenly couldn't understand why she sounded so unsure.

In a place where no mortal could reach, a girl dressed in a long white and yellow dress stared at the mirror before her in confusion.

Earlier she was having fun teasing him but when he asked and then images of this person being nice to another girl appeared in her mind, she no longer found it fun. Why?

'Alright. Since you said so,' Jiang Li looked at the calm surface of the transparent teapot atop the table, smiling faintly. 'But, Goddess, you know that a mortal's life has an end, right? Every person has a limited number of chances to play around and explore relationsh.i.p.s, and lesser time for trials and errors to choose their partner for life.'

'I have to tell you... I'm not the type who has deep knowledge of how affections should work among people. But if I were to go after someone, it means I will seriously be with her for the rest of my life.'

'It's all or nothing. If my choice happened to be wrong, then so be it. Anyway, nobody truly knows the future and there is an infinite number of possibilities. Most likely I'll move on... But then again, I will not entertain that kind of thing anymore...'

The Goddess thought for a moment and really felt that such words should not be coming out of the mouth of somebody like Luke Wade.

Seven years of observation made her confident that his statements were not in line with his personality.

He loved lying and hated troubles and threats. It was hard to pique his attention. Even now, all she could peer from the face of the man on the tall mirror was indifference.

Why else would he act like he just spoke about an insignificant matter when it was his feelings and future that they were talking about?

Yet it was also puzzling how he seemed very serious. So given what he said, was he really going to marry the Saintess if she heals him? Since if she used that precious wish, it meant he was going to be emotionally indebted or invested to her?

The person standing in front of the huge mirror in a realm attached to the current world breathed deeply. Her eyes subconsciously darkened.

'I don't want that!' Uncontrollable anger and unwillingness rushed into the woman's brain, which made her forget she was still in telepathy with her messenger.

'Hehe.'

Jiang Li asked for a new cup which the valet on his left respectfully handed to him. The other valet professionally poured tea on it which Jiang Li promptly brought near his mouth.