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Chapter 261 Sacrifice

"Okay, okay, hello conch!"

Lin Xiyue said to He Hailuo with a smile.

"Hello, hello. (′▽`)?"

Hearing Lin Xiyue call her Conch with a smile, He Hailuo relaxed a lot. She was more used to hearing that name.

"Um, I wanted to ask if the three cotton dolls I ordered are finished? I know there are still a few days until the deadline, but I'm really in a hurry. I... I can pay extra!"

A faint blush appeared on He Hailuo's delicate face, and her eyes flickered uncertainly, as if she dared not look directly at Lin Xiyue in front of her.

She lowered her head slightly, and her slightly reddish black hair slid down, covering half of her cheek, but even so, you could still see her ears, which were already bright red.

At this moment, He Hailuo's fair and delicate hands were tightly gripping the hem of her clothes and twisting them incessantly.

So nervous and shy, she used almost all her strength, which caused the originally smooth hem of her clothes to become wrinkled and unrecognizable.

From her series of subtle movements, it is not hard to see that He Hailuo was filled with embarrassment and unease, as if asking such a presumptuous question was an extremely difficult thing for her.

This must be the first time in her life that she has done something like this; she is exactly the kind of timid "socially anxious girl".

"Oh, don't be nervous, little conch."

Lin Xiyue smiled, got up, and walked to the side. That was where Lin Xiyue had placed the three cotton dolls.

"Look, this is finished, it just hasn't been packaged yet. Would you like to choose some wrapping paper?"

Lin Xiyue, holding three cotton dolls, looked at He Hailuo and asked her if she wanted to come over and choose pretty wrapping paper.

“(⊙o⊙)…Um, can I…”

Hehelu hesitated; she didn't seem too keen on packaging the three cotton dolls.

"Why?(??_??)?"

Lin Xiyue was somewhat puzzled.

These three cotton dolls weren't cheap, and she even paid extra for expedited service, but in the end, she didn't want the packaging. That's very strange.

"Because...because...I don't like...I don't really like packaging. I just...I prefer it as it is."

Heheluo didn't seem to be good at lying, so she hesitated when she spoke, as if she was having a hard time opening her mouth. After hesitating for a while, she finally spoke.

"Because this doll is urgently needed for the sacrifice."

After Hero said it, Meros's words came from the side.

After opening the door to let Hehelo in, Melos sat down in the rocking chair where Lin Xiyue often sat and sunbathed, looking listless and indifferent to everything.

"Ah! This...this...ミ?Д?彡"

Herlos's sudden outburst startled Hehero.

Most importantly, he was absolutely right. He Hailuo was indeed going to take these three dolls back for the sacrificial ceremony, which is why she was now completely pale.

"How...how did you know?!"

Hehelo's eyes widened, his face filled with terror, his body trembled uncontrollably, and his gaze was fixed on the direction where Meros was.

Meros sat leisurely in the cozy rocking chair, seemingly blending into his surroundings.

However, what struck Hero as odd was that his face was cleverly divided in two by sunlight and shadow.

One half of his face was bathed in warm, bright sunlight, while the other half was hidden in deep shadow, creating a strong and striking contrast.

Although Meros's face was exceptionally handsome, surpassing anyone Hero had ever seen, she felt no pleasure from that beauty at this moment. Instead, an indescribable sense of gloom welled up within her.

This feeling stemmed not only from his peculiar distribution of light and shadow, but also from his unfathomable temperament and his precise insight into Heheluo's intentions.

Heheluo couldn't help but wonder, who exactly was this strange man?

Why was he able to state his purpose so accurately and without the slightest doubt, his words filled with unquestionable certainty?

All of this made Hehelu feel uneasy, as if an invisible hand was gripping her tightly, making it impossible for her to break free.

In fact, everything described above is merely Heheluo's personal subjective feeling.

However, from Lin Xiyue's perspective, this scene presents a completely different picture.

Namelos basked in the warm sunlight like a lazy cat, stretching his body contentedly and occasionally yawning, completely immersed in his own little world.

Meros seemed to sense the inappropriateness of Hehero's actions. He raised his head slightly, a hint of impatience in his eyes.

His expression was as if someone had disturbed his sweet dream, carrying a hint of annoyance and reluctance.

Then, he asked He Hailuo in a lazy and slightly impatient tone, his voice clearly revealing a sense of helplessness that said, "I don't want to meddle in these things, but what can I do? You're Lin Xiyue's guest."

"Don't think about it, it's all fake."

When Meros saw that Hehelu was still asking questions, he knew that she still firmly believed and wanted to continue to be the priest, so he couldn't help but speak up and shatter her illusions.

"Why, why did you say that!"

Hero was completely taken aback by Meros's statement.

She didn't want to believe him, but if he could so readily claim it was for the most important ritual without even knowing her well, then he must know a great deal about these things. Now that he's saying it's all a lie, what has all her hard work done these past few days amounted to?!

"Can you tell me? What should I do?"

He Hailuo's eyes reddened, and she tried hard to hold back her tears, wanting to know why. She really wanted to fulfill that wish.

"Because the purpose of this ritual is simply for summoning and positioning. If you have other needs, then they will certainly not be fulfilled."

Moros narrowed his eyes. He originally wanted to be more direct, but under Lin Xiyue's threat, he could only tell He Hailuo in a roundabout way.

"Summon, summon, and locate?!"

When Heheluo heard about the purpose of the ritual, his voice cracked.

"But...that person told me that as long as I complete the ritual, my parents will recover! Clearly, clearly most cancers in this era are curable, so why, why did my parents get that terminal illness! Waaaaah ┭┮﹏┭┮"

Hehelu shouted in grief and indignation, then clutched his head and cried.

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