Chapter 110#
Distant Star Reflection 18#
Yu Feichen certainly noticed that glance. Few things existed in the world surprising to the supreme deity.
He recalled his and the deity’s appearance, reaching no conclusion. Yet the deity had mentioned Windsor’s special nature—perceiving through appearances, grasping essence’s vague nature.
“Resemble?” Yu Feichen said flatly, “What about me and Kayan?”
Windsor: “Not alike.” Finishing, he sighed. “No wonder your characteristic values matched perfectly. Though now’s hardly the right moment discussing your relationship.”
Everyone regarded the bedroom’s chaos.
Yet Windsor withdrew a notebook: “This marks the two-hundred-forty-third snowman incident in the capital. As for empire-wide, numbers prove difficult recording—some systems experience many, others few. Alas, Earl Kachon fled homeward overnight yesterday seeking refuge, yet encountered snowmen mid-journey. Truly unfortunate.”
Yu Feichen: “Yet this is my second snowman encounter.”
“Is it,” Windsor still smiled without expression, “how frightening.”
Yu Feichen: “Have Kayan come see me once finished. When visiting various nobles, mention my consecutive snowman encounters, incidentally noting my relationship with Tan Per.”
Windsor: “But why would I visit various nobles.”
Yu Feichen: “Up to you.”
“Yet I will visit each one, telling them about extinguishing stars—such good news,” Windsor said. “Shame though—if the third son becomes emperor, he’s too weak, certainly completely obedient to His Holiness.”
Tan Per smiled softly: “Have tea before departing, Duke.”
Yu Feichen couldn’t help glancing at his omega again.
This person showed interest in Windsor. He perceived it.
“Truly honored—Bishop Tan Per previously offered me no courtesy,” Windsor indeed stayed, accepting the pastries Tan Per proactively offered. During normal socializing, he proved graceful and polite, yet maintained distance. Speaking some harmless noble gossip jokes. Yet what manner of person was Tan Per? After half an hour discussing, Windsor’s standard noble demeanor completely fell away, as though meeting an old acquaintance, he eagerly raised his ideals.
“Yet simultaneously becoming a competent Windsor lord, I’m distancing from my beloved omega equality cause. Bishop, I must confess.”
Yu Feichen sensed Tan Per’s interest in Windsor increased slightly. Indeed, Tan Per asked: “Why interested in this?”
Windsor said he’d harbored crushes on many omega brothers throughout his life, yet they’d never turned out well.
“I joined the protection organization because omegas suffered many unfair treatments.”
Finishing, he awaited Tan Per’s praise. Then Yu Feichen alertly detected this person revealed preference for certain omega brother types—and Tan Per matched exactly.
Tan Per instead said: “Beyond omegas, many others also suffered unfair treatment.”
“For instance?”
“For instance, commoners and nobles performing different labor. For instance, some enter monasteries while others cannot.”
“Because people naturally possess talent and bloodline differences.”
“People naturally also possess alpha and omega differences.”
“Yet omegas currently haven’t obtained what they—oh, I understand. You’re about to ask if commoners received what they deserved.” Windsor sighed. “Bishop, you’re dangerous.”
Tan Per: “Am I.”
“Yes. I understand your meaning—what harms omegas and what harms commoners prove the same. Yet what can one do? People possess distinctions naturally, yet world benefits remain finite. Only that’s not something I can change. I possess self-awareness.” Windsor said, “I only help those I can, without affecting my family—consider myself a kind person.”
Tan Per said warmly: “You’re already quite brave.”
“Hopefully. Well, I must depart, continuing as a decayed noble.” Windsor took several steps departing, then said, “So henceforth, should you need assistance, I can only help within that premise.”
Tan Per: “Thank you.”
Windsor departed like a rabbit caught by the tail. Only then did he resemble an eighteen or nineteen-year-old child.
Yu Feichen observed coldly. Tan Per seemingly failed preaching, yet actually gained another lost lamb.
People’s kindness and justice, like inner darkness and evil, easily awakened. Once awakened, many things changed.
First understand, then imply, finally guide—their strategy Yu Feichen could nearly recite. Only uncertain which direction he himself was being processed toward, or to what degree.
He tapped the cup’s rim with his spoon: “Bishop, you’ve accumulated many believers already.”
Tan Per showed no evasion. “He suits working with you more than me,” they said.
Yu Feichen also found Windsor efficient to discuss with, yet offered no immediate commentary. He returned to that bedroom, fingers gliding across the bed’s neat break-line.
Had he brought Tan Per sleeping here directly without safety considerations, uncertain whether they’d survive in this world.
“Henceforth, take turns night watch,” he deprived Tan Per of some sleep. Turning his head, he caught Tan Per showing faint drowsiness—perfectly timed.
“…Never mind,” he said, “you watch daytime.”
These days resembled spending a vacation surrounded by eternal sleep flowers. Now the vacation ended—they weren’t people living in safe worlds.
“If you translated all cathedral materials using that secret language dictionary into universal language, uploaded to the knowledge library for all to see—what happens?” he said not without malice.
“Initially people wouldn’t understand what occurred. Subsequently, you’d trigger unprecedented chaos,” Tan Per said.
“Still counts as completing the mission?”
“This world isn’t prepared for such transformation.”
“So it counts?”
Tan Per had no way dealing with him, yet this idea proved at least somewhat kinder than the previous “become a tyrant and govern chaotically” notion. They realized Yu Feichen acted without real principles. Earlier planning gracefully playing power politics countering the cathedral, executing gentle reform—this morning he’d become completely ruffled.
As an observer wanting occasionally helping, couldn’t claim suffering, yet inevitably experienced complaint impulses.
“Updating the knowledge library requires highest-level permissions. You can only force the pope surrendering permissions, or breakthrough the system protecting it—the ‘curtain wall,’” Tan Per said.
Yu Feichen: “Can be done.”
Tan Per had to remind them: “The pope now harbors significant wariness toward you.”
Yu Feichen: “Entirely because my omega is opposition party.”
Then: “Now we’ve unified positions. You can consider revealing important allies. Don’t worry—I’m not shocking you currently.”
Tan Per regarded him expressionlessly.
The pope only restricted Tan Per’s movement, not Yu Feichen’s, so Duke Landon legitimately exited the estate, visiting not only nobles but important clergy too. Everyone claimed that after easing his mania, Duke Landon underwent quality transformation—truly “transcendence”—this term came from a flirtatious priest’s witty joke to his girlfriend, gradually adopted by increasing people.
Under the “snowman” shadow appearing frequently, plus several major nobles’ mysterious troubles, Duke Landon’s transformation became the capital’s only lightening gossip topic. His coincidental third encounter with “snowmen” equally attracted attention.
“Should he encounter a fourth time, I’d suspect someone targeting Duke Landon,” Duke Windsor joked.
After assuming Tan Per’s social relationships, conducting several effective contacts, Yu Feichen brought increasingly crucial materials back to the estate. Bai Song handled Extinguish Star Festival affairs increasingly proficiently, finding time completing tasks his Yu-ge assigned.
Though he and his omega remained within post-marking adjustment periods, brief separation triggered pheromone changes needing more shared time compensating. Thus Yu Feichen investigated cathedral matters from the estate while Tan Per answered questions nearby. Snowmen caused universal panic, nearly monopolizing the Answer Section. Within days, snowman incidents multiplied, empire-wide reaching tens of thousands. Tan Per, viewing these, always furrowed brows.
Yu Feichen’s entire work concluded one afternoon.
“Bishop,” he said, “see this.”
Tan Per set down the terminal, observing the data graph on Yu Feichen’s screen. Two curves rose gradually with extremely similar fluctuation rhythms, clearly showing correlation.
The first line: “snowman” appearance frequency over time periods.
The second line: cathedral’s extinguishing star trial frequency.
When two entirely unrelated matters were presented together, they displayed such results.