Invasion: Chapter 10
Cao Yunyun coaxed the twins into the bedroom, put on her makeup and changed into her dress.
When she came down from the second floor, she saw Lin Yuan sitting on the window sill as before, looking like she was wandering away.
She seems to be a docile and quiet Guide. At best, she just seemed to be a little more in a daze.
But Cao Yunyun faintly felt that it was just some kind of disguise, a kind of shell, which made her look like a creature who could obey the "rules" here.
People who live in this world all have a shell, it's just whether they have the courage to break out of the shell, Cao Yunyun thought to herself.
"Where did you get this dress, it doesn't seem to fit well?" Cao Yunyun asked.
Lin Yuan usually wears the white dress issued by the Academy. Because she come from home today, she got this black dress from who knows where.
Sitting on the window sill, the smoky black dress made her limbs look slender and her skin white.
It's just too fierce and cold, not like the clothes that a Guide should wear.
"I don't know. The one I dug out from home probably belonged to my mother." Lin Yuan replied.
See, this girl knew she needs a dress to go to a dinner party, and for her, it's all about getting a dress to put on. As for whether the clothes fit well or whether they could set off the gentle temperament of the Guide, she didn't care at all.
"It's too big, let me modify it for you." Cao Yunyun sighed, brought a sewing kit, and helped Lin Yuan tighten the waistline and hem of the skirt.
"Your mother, seems to be a Sentinel?" Cao Yunyun bent over and bit off the thread. She knew a little about Lin Yuan's life experience.
"Well," Lin Yuan reached out and stroked the hem of the skirt lightly, "She is tall and runs very fast, she is a strong person." I dreamed about her a few days ago, Yunyun.
After changing the skirt, Cao Yunyun took Lin Yuan's hand and turned around.
The crow-colored coat, the ash-colored petticoat, and the gradient-colored skirt were simple and neat without any other decorations, except for a string of rhinestones extending down the waist.
Lin Yuan was originally cold by nature, but with this kind of skirt, it seemed that the eight dyed unknown body, netherworldly things from the nine heavens valley*, were about to leave the world in an instant.
*not sure what the actual meaning is, I can't quite find anything about it. But I feel like it refers to her tentacles being netherworldly things from Jiuyou (extremities in the nine heavens, like the highest and lowest point).
Cao Yunyun was dazzled by her appearance. She vaguely felt that even as a Guide, it was very beautiful.
She shook her head quickly, dismissing the thought.
No no, this was out of season.
She conveniently helped Lin Yuan re-tie her hair, and picked up her makeup box.
Lin Yuan held her wrist and declined.
"Make-up is also for pleasing yourself." Cao Yunyun felt amused in her heart, "At this kind of banquet, even the male Guides and even Sentinels will dress up beautifully."
"If it is to please yourself, first of all, you have to want it yourself." Lin Yuan shook her head again and again. She didn't like the feeling of having stuff on her face, and the tentacles didn't like it even more.
The tentacles raised their heads one by one, opened their suckers, big and small, and nodded to express their dislike.
Cao Yunyun took out a lipstick to coax her, "At least put some lipstick on. I made it myself, added beeswax and rose essential oil, it is very fragrant, and a little sweet."
Lin Yuan heard that it was sweet, and she licked her lips, agreeing.
The two girls dressed themselves up and walked out holding their dresses.
Time was running out, and they almost started to trot.
The garden of Cao Yunyun's house was very beautiful, with many layers of flowering branches, and champagne-colored roses bloomed all over the garden this season.
The two ran arm in arm through the flowers soaked in the evening dew, feeling the cold and smooth touch of each other's skin.
A snow goose flew out with the two of them. It was Cao Yunyun's spiritual body.
The pure white bird flitted across the high and low flower branches, and with a clear cry, the small figure rushed to the sky, hovering in the sky far away.
Cao Yunyun thought to herself: she didn't know why, this bird seldom soared in these years.
She saw Lin Yuan walking ahead looking back, stepping in a smoky dress. There were faint spirits surging in the shadows under the flowers in the forest.
In the hazy night, the pair of colored lips were slightly curved, as if they were about to laugh.
Having known each other for so many years, Cao Yunyun has hardly seen Lin Yuan laugh.
She was leaving here to live the life she wants.
This thought suddenly passed through Cao Yunyun's heart, making her inexplicably startled and reluctant.
...
In the lounge of the Earl's Mansion, the Sentinels were busy ironing their clothes and doing their hair, and some people were applying foundation to their faces in front of the mirror.
Not the kind of heavy and exaggerated makeup. It was common to apply a little powder, draw eyebrows, and dye a little lip color.
In the evening, a luxurious and amazing dinner will be held here, and a large number of nobles, princes, ministers and even members of the royal family will attend.
The security of the banquet was particularly important. As the Sentinels of the Capital Public Security Department, they must be on guard.
The capital of the empire was guarded by the Holy Light of the White Tower, and no horrible pollutants will ever approach.
Living here, the dignified appearance and handsome appearance were more valuable to the Sentinels than combat ability.
Although they are only responsible for security patrols at the banquet, but who wants to lose their image in a place where noble people gather?
Dressing up was very important, everyone thought so.
In case of being favored by some noble person, life may be different.
"Brother Ni, can I help you take care of it?" The Sentinel who spoke was named Song Yuansi. It was the junior that Ni Ji had taken care of when he was in Sentinel Academy.
Ni Ji was sitting on a chair, with a pair of long legs, stretched out his hand to hold his wrist, and shook his head.
Song Yuansi looked around.
Everyone else was busy dressing up, no one pays attention here.
"I'll tidy it up for you, senior." He persuaded in a low voice, "Look, everyone is like this."
He knew that since Ni Ji came back here a few days ago, people here have been very indifferent to him. It's not because Ni Ji has been away for a long time that everyone has forgotten him. It's because the headmaster's attitude towards Ni Ji was still ambiguous.
But he, Song Yuansi, never forgot that when he first entered the Sentinel Academy, he was a crybaby* who was always bullied.
*original text literally means crying bag
At that time, it was Ni Ji, who was already famous, who stretched out his hand and stopped those who bullied him, and fished him out of the abyss of bullying.
He lowered his voice and said, "Laoshi, he likes us to be like this."
Ni Ji held his wrist tightly, stared at him for a while, and then slowly let go.
Song Yuansi was very happy. His hands were dexterous, his aesthetics was also pretty good, and he was very good at this kind of thing.
It was also because of this skill that Cao Junmin, who used to be the academy principal and now the chief of the Public Security Department, brought him here by the way.
Dress yourself up and put on makeup.
He knew that this would be a humiliating thing for a Sentinel like Ni Ji who came down from the battlefield.
But what could he do? If he want to live in this capital city, in this shamefully luxurious place where flowers and fine wine were wasted, if he want to stay and live, he had to obey the rules here.
Bend his back, smear his face, and treat himself as an embellishment at the banquet of noble gentlemen.
He was very happy that Ni Ji could listen to him. This kind of softness can make the life of the eternal senior in his heart better.
He knew that the senior had probably encountered very bad things in these years.
What kind of sad experience could make the former sunshine and laughing person become so taciturn?
He blew Ni Ji's bangs up, made a refreshing hairstyle, his sideburns were neatly trimmed, and even covered his face with a little skin tone liquid foundation.
Ni Ji leaned back on the chair, closed his eyes, and let him fiddle with it. That was until he brought lip gloss and wanted to put some on Ni Ji's lips.
Ni Ji just opened his eyes, shook his head, and reached out to stop him.
When Ni Ji took off the lining of the haircut and stood up, all the eyes in the lounge were attracted by him.
He was already very tall, even among the Sentinels, he still stood out from the crowd. When he stood up at once, his thin and straight body showed something that the Sentinels here didn't have.
Whether it's walking, standing or looking over.
He was more stable and fierce than others, with a taste soaked in the bones, stained by blood on the battlefield.
In the past, they only thought he was fierce, but now, after Song Yuansi took care of him, it softened his murderous look a little. Everyone could suddenly notice his exquisite eyebrows and eyes.
It turned out that the notorious Blade of the Empire actually had a handsome face.
That glamorous and powerful mixture stood up, fastened the style button, and looked like the icy sea, passing over everyone's body.
He stretched out his hands to put on the black gloves, put on the gun, and walked out with long legs.
Cao Junmin was instructing Tan Shu and the others on the evening tasks.
Of course, as the chief of the Public Security Department, he didn't actually need to arrange the specific details. He has many capable cronies. All he needs to do was to give orders, and then give a few words of guidance in the most critical places to show his authority.
Cao Junmin had a selection criteria. All the Sentinels who are single-handedly selected by his side must first have a good appearance and a good figure.
No matter male or female.
He knew in his heart that if he wanted to be in that luxurious upper world, everything had to be in line with the interests and hobbies of those upper society people.
This was his technique, and one of the secrets of his rise from headmaster of the academy to his current position.
At this moment, he saw Ni Ji walking in.
Everyone present couldn't avoid looking at that beautiful sentinel.
With a rare appearance and silent temperament, broad shoulders and narrow waist, and slender legs, he walked to Cao Junmin's desk with the typical steps of a soldier, and bowed his head to call Laoshi.
Cao Junmin just sat there and looked up at him.
Seeing Ni Ji's carefully groomed hair and retouched face, he smiled. He has led Sentinels for so many years, and the one in front of him was the best genius.
Back then, it was as dazzling as the sun, and it couldn't hide his light.
It's just too arrogant, high-minded, wild and unruly, and disobedient.
Cao Junmin remembered that at that time, many times Ni Ji brought him back the individual champion of the Sentinel Academy League, and many people wanted to meet him. Cao Junmin asked Ni Ji to dress up, make it more beautiful, and attend the banquet with him, those high-end banquets that ordinary people can't even sharpen their heads.
Ni Ji always refused without understanding.
Every time, asking him to comb his hair and change into a dress was like killing him.
This disobedience student always disappeared regardless of critical moments. With no regard for his own face, and no amount of punishment will work.
In the end, because of some unbearable things the pair of teacher and student were completely at a standstill.
He actually liked Ni Ji. Ni Ji was a good knife, both fierce and fierce, very easy to use when it is critical.
But what he wanted was a knife and a dog, not a young man who always insisted on doing the right things.
No matter how proud and bony he was back then, so what, Cao Junmin thought from the bottom of his heart.
Who has never been young, who has never been arrogant. But who can live innocently in such a world?
No one.
So, when he saw Ni Ji dressed up obediently like everyone else, bowed his head and stood obediently in front of him, he felt comfortable from the bottom of his heart, as if the pores of his whole body were relaxed.
He had always been a tolerant elder when dealing with such a sensible and capable child.
So, he deliberately stood up from behind the table, walked to Ni Ji, stretched out his hand and patted his shoulder, showing a kind smile,
"Xiao Ji has been back for several days. Tonight's dinner at the Earl's Mansion, you and Tan Shu will be by my side."
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Hi everyone! So that's the end of my edited MTL. As I said, I would only translate the first ten chapters (okay, I said five before, but come on, five chapters didn't show the charm of the story yet.)
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