Chapter 233: The Silver Mask Arrives
She was indeed very beautiful, at least according to Li ng’s aesthetic standards.
Her figure was perfect, and her face was exquisite.
However, she was a bit young, around fifteen years old.
Though, in this world, a year seed to have more than four hundred days.
By Earth’s standards, she wouldn’t be considered that young.
"Who are you to Miss Susan?"
"Uh... hmm, I suppose we’re from the sa hotown."
From the sa hotown as Miss Susan?
Aya looked suspiciously at the strange man outside the door.
Miss Susan had only been in Obenlo City for less than half a month.
Aya rembered Susan ntioning that her hotown was at the farthest eastern end.
How could soone from the sa place arrive so quickly?
"Could you… take off your hood?"
Miss Susan had rare black hair and black eyes.
If he truly was from the sa hotown, he should also have black hair and black eyes.
"Of course, beautiful maid!"
Li ng outside the door removed his hood,
revealing a silver, gleaming bald head.
Aya looked speechlessly at the strange man outside with his shiny silver head.
His entire head was like a silver sphere.
No facial features could be seen at all.
Suspicious, very suspicious indeed!
Seeing the maid staring at him warily, Li ng felt helpless.
How should he explain? His appearance was indeed a bit strange.
In anyone's eyes, he would probably be seen as suspicious.
"Beautiful maid, I am not a bad person."
"Bad people never say they’re bad people."
"Then how can I make you believe I’m not a bad person?"
Aya was stunned.
True, she had never seen this man before.
Was it fair to assu he was bad just because of his attire?
Wouldn’t that be unfair to him?
"I... I don’t know."
Though she thought this, Aya didn’t let her guard down.
The stranger outside was just too suspicious.
Letting him into the residence was out of the question.
"Is Miss Susan here?"
Should she tell him?
Aya hesitated for a mont.
Ultimately, she nodded.
If he truly was Miss Susan’s countryman, she couldn’t deny Susan the chance to et him.
"My na is Silver Mask. You can give this na to Miss Susan."
"Alright, please wait a mont."
Aya placed her hands on her abdon and bowed to the strange man outside the door.
Then, she turned and headed into the residence.
"Master, wasn’t taking the initiative a bit too suspicious?"
Xiao Bai’s voice suddenly echoed in his mind.
"I wasn’t planning to hide my ti-reversal mories from that girl anyway."
"Master, do you know her?"
"No."
"Then why claim to be her countryman?"
"Because we are indeed from the sa holand."
"Master, I don’t understand."
"You don’t need to."
"Understood."
Not long after, the residence’s door opened again.
A graceful figure rushed out.
It was Susan, the delight evident on Wang Yuani’s face.
Dressed in a black nightgown, she ran hurriedly toward him.
"Silver Mask, it’s… it’s really you?"
Upon reaching the door, Susan opened it wide.
She looked at the silver-masked figure in front of her in disbelief.
Although the smooth, silver head was strange,
Susan didn’t care about that.
What mattered to her was Silver Mask himself.
Silver Mask truly appeared before her.
"Of course, it’s !"
The familiar voice confird his identity for Susan.
His voice was one she could never forget.
Looking at Silver Mask before her, tears welled up in Susan’s eyes.
Crystal-clear drops stread from her gaze.
She was nearing her breaking point.
Silver Mask’s arrival brought her renewed hope.
Seeing the young girl crying, a trace of compassion flickered in Li ng’s eyes.
Perhaps it was because they ca from the sa world.
Perhaps it was because of the age gap between them.
Even as a Goblin, Li ng felt no desire for the young girl.
On Earth, though a recluse, he considered himself a decent person.
Toward the people of this world, he felt no moral or ethical attachnt.
However, the young girl was different. He couldn’t treat her like the others.
Taking two steps forward, Li ng stood before the young girl.
He extended his right hand and gently ruffled her hair.
"Repeated deaths and ti-reversal must have been tough on you."
Hearing this, Susan’s tear-filled eyes stared blankly at Silver Mask.
Indeed, their last eting during that ti-reversal couldn’t have been coincidental.
"Waah!"
At that mont, overwheld with emotion, Susan burst into tears.
Her sobs echoed through the residence.
In the outer courtyard, Aya smiled as she watched the two at the door.
Susan’s reaction proved that the strange man did share a deep connection with her.
Elisa and Emma erged from the residence one after another.
"Aya, who is that…?"
Elisa asked Aya curiously.
Aya turned and respectfully bowed to Princess Elisa.
"It seems Miss Susan’s countryman has co to visit."
Susan’s countryman?
But that person looked far too strange.
His attire was bizarre.
However, Susan’s reaction seed to confirm his identity.
Silver Mask’s arrival caused so changes in Susan’s mindset.
At noon, Bard’s residence, in the dining hall.
At Elisa’s invitation, Li ng stayed for lunch.
At the dining table, Elisa and Susan watched Silver Mask gorge himself with odd expressions.
On the shiny, round head, a terrifyingly large mouth had appeared.
It resembled a bottomless abyss with endless space.
The food on the table was swallowed whole.
"Uh… Susan, your countryman is quite… unique."
Faced with Elisa’s curious gaze, Susan forced a sheepish smile.
She couldn’t help but grumble internally.
Her countryn were regular humans!
Was Silver Mask truly an Earthling?
At this mont, Susan began to doubt his identity.
Though his silhouette resembled a human’s,
his outfit clearly concealed sothing.
Moreover, that head didn’t look like anything a human could have.
"Well… my countryn are all normal. Silver Mask is just… special!"
When all the food within reach was gone, Li ng finally stopped eating.
"Sorry, I haven’t eaten in over a month. I was a bit hungry."
A month without eating?
Everyone in the dining hall looked at Li ng with disbelief.
Was that even possible?
That was more than a month! Was he even human?
Li ng wasn’t human—he was a Goblin.
And it was true that he hadn’t eaten for over a month.
While the Twilight Forest had plenty of magical beasts,
to him, those beasts were rely a buffet.
Yet now, his need for sustenance wasn’t as intense as in his weaker days.
Not eating for a month—or even a year—wouldn’t affect him.
Cooked food was tolerable.
Though the taste wasn’t ideal, it was edible.
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