Chapter 4

"Have you seen this girl in the photo? No? Oh, thank you, I'm sorry to have bothered you."

Even though he didn't get any clues about his sister from the passersby, Luoxia still smiled and thanked them, but it wasn't purely out of politeness.

It was just that these days of frustrating encounters made Luoxia feel that this kind of response from passersby, who had no clues, was the least troublesome.

"You say you've seen this girl? Right in front of you? No, no, I don't have a cross-dressing fetish... I mean, the girl in the photo isn't me, no, I don't have a male-dressing fetish either! Wait, something's not right. Damn, you've got me confused, I'm a guy! This cross-dressing is cute? Thank you, no, that's not me in the photo, it's my sister."

This... was quite embarrassing. Twin siblings naturally look similar, and the younger they are, the less distinguishable the differences between boys and girls. The Mu Ling bloodline, which created a doll-like face, greatly exacerbated this similarity.

Although Luoxia tried to clarify, his poor Common Tongue only worsened the confusion and led to even more serious misunderstandings.

"No, uncle, I'm not a professional date seeker with a photo... Aunt, I don't date either! Sister... I'm not complaining about the money, I'm still a child, please leave me alone."

At that moment, Luoxia decided that from today on, he would take language classes seriously.

At least, before the next time he went out, he would learn to say "no date, no date, uncle no date, aunt no date" accurately in Common Tongue, Elvish, and Beastman language.

And that wasn't the worst of it.

"... You really saw this girl? Do you need to tell me in a small alley/small room? And you need to check my body/give me information fees, huh? Haha, police officer, there's a pervert/robber here."

That day, Luoxia learned that the city didn't have police, but it had a more ferocious Sol City Guard.

Before Luoxia could even call for help, a whistle sounded, and two burly men jumped down from a patrol airship hovering in the sky.

"Ah ha, villain, Broken Shoe Slash."

"Foreigner, how dare you kidnap a child, take my Judgment Strike."

Looking at the uncles/aunts who were dragged away again, and the two guards who seemed increasingly familiar, Luoxia muttered that they were the same ones from the last two times. He realized something was off... The expectant looks the two enforcers gave as they left made him feel uneasy.

Recalling the past, from the moment he started searching for people in alleys, the sky-blue police airship that floated above his head had always stayed not too far away, never leaving him.

And these two uncles had appeared for the third time today, and so timely...

"These guys are actually fishing for law enforcement? Using me as bait?" Luoxia suddenly understood.

Although the two knight uncles patiently explained later that they were worried about his safety and had been following him secretly, and assured Luoxia that these scoundrels were just a few bad apples, and the city was safe, he should feel free to look for his sister.

But their overly enthusiastic and anxious looks made Luoxia feel that they were just worried about not completing their annual security tasks and were encouraging him to go to dangerous places to serve as bait.

But in the next few hours, after accidentally breaking up a small gang of child traffickers, Luoxia's attitude did a complete 180-degree turn.

The main reason was that he learned from the failed kidnappers how popular and rare Mu Ling hybrids like himself were in the black market, and the astronomical auction prices of past transactions.

"Maybe I should sell myself, it would be enough for ten lifetimes."

After confirming that the decimal point in the price was correct, Luoxia suddenly found the sky-blue police airship much more appealing.

He even took a police signal flare from them and agreed on a way to contact them.

Sometimes, good intentions and bad intentions are not clearly distinguishable.

"Will you tell me only if I believe in your god? Your god can guide everything? Is this strange blood-red sun your holy emblem? Haha, Uncle Matt, there's a cultist here..."

The police flare rose again, but this time, the two knight uncles who rushed over screaming didn't get another chance to be promoted and get a raise.

"What? He's a priest of the true god? The God of Gambling? Your god guides everything by rolling dice? What? You only guide, you don't have to be right?"

That day, Luoxia learned that even gambling could be deified, and that true priests used propaganda to spread their religion, which, while limited by doctrine, was full of deliberate misinterpretations and exaggerated promotions.

As for the blood-red sun holy emblem? Oh, it's just a one-tile, yes, the round one-tile in mahjong, it seems the God of Gambling is quite professional.

"Go to a small alley to show me a big treasure? Pervert, die! Ah? You received that report to help a lost child? The big treasure is your holy light steed parked in the alley?"

"Uncle, sorry, sorry, does it still hurt down there? What you said just now was too cool, I instinctively kicked you... What? Do you want me to rub it for you? Haha, do you want me to kick you again?"

That day, Luoxia realized the cultural differences, and next time he should be slower to act, and that while there might not be thugs among the paladins, there were still perverts.

The metropolis of Sol is widely recognized as a good place.

As the capital of the Sol Alliance, it ranks in the top three in prosperity in the entire alliance and is the most famous city for education, tourism, and religion in Sol.

A common feature of big cities is that they have a large population and many opportunities, suitable for young people to develop and start businesses.

But for a young man searching for clues about his family in a sea of people, it wasn't a good thing.

"Looks like I've gained nothing again, this is the second Sunday. The next holiday is the Harvest Festival in four days."

A week ago, after suffering a setback with Isabella, Luoxia decided to search for his sister's clues in his own way... But everyone knew that in a city with a population of over three million, searching for a needle in a haystack was basically inefficient.

Luoxia, who was unfamiliar with the place, had no better methods in the short term.

Originally, the black letter mentioned the First Star Knight Academy of Sol, and Luoxia thought it was the school Luo Li had attended, and he would find some clues here.

But after asking the teachers and students, he found that they didn't know Luo Li at all.

Not only had he assumed incorrectly, but even Isabella, who had transferred here six months ago, was the only one who could provide clues, and she wouldn't speak up.

And forcing her to speak... Luoxia would be thrown out by her armed maids just by getting close to her classroom.

The sun was setting, the twilight shimmered on the river, children played and laughed on the riverbank, and adults trudged home, weary, for dinner.

For Luoxia, it was another day of no results.

Squatting by the roadside flower bed, he gazed blankly at the distant sunset, feeling tired and helpless.

Although he knew the chances of finding clues by searching for a needle in a haystack were very low, and he had wasted precious holidays, he couldn't just sit in his bedroom and do nothing after receiving that letter.

"Hey, how did your search go? Oh, no need to write, I already know."

A little late, the other member of the "Lost Item Duo," the Headless Knight Lynn, arrived.

The black armor was covered in the shadow of death, the black sword on his back faintly stained with blood, and from the empty neck, it was clear he had also gained nothing today.

Perhaps because of their shared interest in searching (fog), or perhaps because young people have a lot to talk about, the two roommates quickly became close friends, or pen pals.

Now, Lynn was writing about his day on a writing board.

From the text, it was no different from Luoxia's experience, just wandering around following his instincts, feeling that his head was in the city but unable to find it.

But the targets he approached were much more cooperative, telling him everything they knew.

After all, unlike Luoxia, who needed the blue airship to ensure his safety, the Headless Knight was a notorious high-level undead creature.

And from the blood on the magic sword, Luoxia guessed that Lynn had skipped many inappropriate processes.

During these two holidays, the two of them had gone out together, one looking for a person, the other for a head, one a novice, the other a powerhouse... But the results were the same, all in vain.

Now, after a day of aimless searching, as night fell, Luoxia had the leisure to admire the city before him.