Chapter 1090: Chapter 1088: Waiting Doesn’t Have to Last Until the End
Time flows quickly.
Long Mei’er has stayed in his residence, and a night has passed in the blink of an eye.
Early the next morning, the door to the residence was knocked, and moments later, with a creak, Long Mei’er opened it from inside.
Glancing at Inogova standing outside the door, Long Mei’er asked, "What’s the matter?"
"Supervisor, the Cheka Inspector is requesting the records of all members who have had contact with Wizard Richard, including mine, what do you think..." Inogova hesitantly sought advice.
"Agree to it." Long Mei’er said decisively, then asked, "Is there anything else?"
"Nothing else."
"Then go." Long Mei’er said, reaching out to close the door, suddenly thinking of something, just before closing it, he asked Inogova, "Has Wizard Richard been to the office?"
"No." Inogova shook her head, suggesting, "Should we send someone to check on him, remind him..."
"No need." Long Mei’er refused, with a hint of confidence, "Wizard Richard is a smart man, I believe he will make the right choice. It’s just that, due to his personality, he might hesitate for a long time before making a decision."
"Yes."
"Fall back."
"Yes."
"Bang!"
Long Mei’er closed the door.
...
Time continued to pass, and before long, a whole day went by, and evening came.
"Knock knock knock..."
The door to Long Mei’er’s residence was knocked again.
A few seconds later, with a creak, the door opened, and upon seeing Inogova outside, Long Mei’er furrowed his brow slightly, already having some guesses, "Is there a new demand from Cheka?"
"Yes." Inogova said, "He is also requesting all the materials and magic scrolls that have ever been borrowed by Wizard Richard..."
"Give them to him." Long Mei’er said.
"Yes."
"Nothing else?"
"Nothing else."
"Then about Richard..." Long Mei’er began, but upon seeing Inogova’s expression, he stopped, "Alright, I know, you may leave now."
"Yes."
...
Soon, another night passed.
The third morning arrived.
"Tap tap tap..."
Inogova walked toward the door of Long Mei’er’s residence, reaching out to knock.
Yet, before her hand touched the door, with a creak, it opened from inside on its own.
Inside, Long Mei’er appeared, looking inexplicably frustrated but holding it under control.
Glancing at Inogova, Long Mei’er spoke first before she could, "Has Wizard Richard still not been to the office?"
"No...no." Inogova shook her head.
"Alright, I get it, you may go now." Long Mei’er waved his hand dismissively, closing the door with a bang.
Inogova was stunned for a moment, then remembered the important matter, quickly calling out to the door, "Supervisor, the Cheka Inspector is requesting records from the other branches of the Southern Free Federation this time..."
"Agree to it!" Long Mei’er’s response came from inside, his voice a bit louder.
Inogova was startled and after a while, she quietly replied, "Yes."
Turning to leave.
...
After Inogova left, several hours passed, and she returned again at dusk.
Walking with hesitancy, unsure how to report to Long Mei’er because Cheka’s demands had escalated, or rather become more excessive, directly requesting records related to Long Mei’er from the past year.
What’s this for? Suspecting Long Mei’er of collusion with Richard? Really questioning Long Mei’er’s loyalty?
The more Inogova thought, the more infuriated she became, hastening her pace towards Long Mei’er’s residence, wondering if she should knock softly, only to find the door wide open before her.
Inside, Long Mei’er sat in the first-floor hall, squinting at the dusk scenery outside the door, much calmer compared to the morning’s irritation.
This is a good sign... Inogova stood at the door, somewhat surprised at Long Mei’er, not forgetting the main issue, "Supervisor, the Cheka Inspector he..."
"Don’t mind him for now." Long Mei’er waved his hand to interrupt Inogova, speaking calmly, "I’ll speak with him myself."
"Alright." Inogova breathed a sigh of relief, speculating, "Could it be that Wizard Richard has come?"
"Actually, Richard hasn’t come yet." Long Mei’er blinked, smiling as he revealed the truth, "To be honest, this disappoints me a bit."
"Hmm?" Inogova was puzzled, suddenly finding something terrifying in Long Mei’er’s smile, instinctively stepped back and defended Richard, "Maybe Wizard Richard wants to wait until the last moment to give you a response. After all, the deadline is tomorrow, we still have one night left."
"Will he?" Long Mei’er asked back, continuing to gaze at the dusk outside, somberly musing, "I kept thinking if Richard truly waits until the last moment to choose to believe in the True God, then maybe he hasn’t believed at all. Just like in battle, if an enemy surrenders only at the eleventh hour, then he certainly doesn’t surrender sincerely.
Surrendering would be just a reluctant choice for him, an attempt to retain a chance for rebellion. Such belief, I would prefer to reject on behalf of the True God, as it is destined to be impure, destined to be tainted—even after being baptized, there will come a day when it might get polluted."
Pressing his lips, Long Mei’er continued, "I gave Richard three days. My most optimistic estimate was that he would come looking for me after a night—because he’s smart. Yet even if he was more stubborn, he should have come this morning, but he hasn’t.
Maybe I truly misjudged, inferior to Lord Fen Feng. Back then, I chose to believe in the True God in just two hours, and now nearly fifty hours have passed. Maybe...I truly made a mistake."
"I made a mistake." Long Mei’er smiled as he spoke, the corners of his mouth curling upwards simultaneously.
Long Mei’er smiled silently, the smile growing brighter.
Inogova watched, her heart seized by an inexplicable fear, her body unwillingly curling, clenching her hands, soon her palms were sweaty.
At that moment, Long Mei’er, without releasing any aura, made Inogova feel intensely oppressed, like a mountain pressing down on her, nearly suffocating to death.
In the end, Inogova’s legs trembled, nearly collapsing, feeling her entire skeleton about to break, speaking with a somewhat despairing expression, "Steward, don’t..."
"Swoosh!"
Just as Inogova spoke, Long Mei’er’s smile vanished, the discomfort for Inogova disappearing along with it, causing her to sit heavily on the ground, gasping for air.
The scene fell into an eerily quiet state.
