The Simp’s Heart is Sealed in Cement; The Demon Lord Falls Hard! - Chapter 11

It had truly been discovered after all… This protagonist shou was no ordinary character, indeed!

Su Mo sighed. Showing concern was secondary; coming to scout the situation was the truth! The “innocent and simple” act was non-existent. As expected, only “strong-versus-strong” characters who hide their true strength behind a mask of weakness were what book fans loved to read about.

“Master Eight, are you there?”

Knowing there was no one else in the cell, Su Mo stopped suppressing himself and attempted to call out to the system by name. He waited for a long time, but heard no reply. Is it true that the system only reappears once the mission is complete?

Su Mo sighed, feeling quite helpless. Ever since he transmigrated, he had only seen the system, who called himself “Master Eight,” once. Its voice had been a child’s, and its appearance was pixelated, so he couldn’t see it clearly.

【The plot will appear in your mind in the form of prompt cards; you only need to complete your mission based on the prompts. We shall meet again when you have completed your mission. Remember, do not act recklessly.】

After issuing the mission and warning him not to go “OOC” (Out of Character) or deviate from the plot, the entity had left and never appeared again.

Failing to get a response from Master Eight, Su Mo felt a bit discouraged, but he forced himself to cheer up the next second. He was about to obtain a new life; he had to think carefully about which small world to be reincarnated into. No dangerous ancient jianghu filled with killing, no cultivation world with excessively long lifespans, and absolutely no post-apocalyptic settings not a chance.

Hmm, as expected, I am still suited for a plain and simple modern society. In his next life, he wouldn’t take on dangerous jobs, either. He would be born into an ordinary family, have a stable job, find a lover to grow old with, and perhaps… maybe they could even raise a dog?

Thinking of a promising future, Su Mo couldn’t help but let out a laugh. He was an orphan, abandoned at birth and later adopted by an orphanage, remaining unadopted until adulthood. Due to his circumstances, he hadn’t been able to attend university. To make a living, he became a mercenary abroad, living a life tethered to his pants. Later, he returned to the country and settled down in a very small, third-tier city.

He had known his sexual orientation since he was very young, and he was the “submissive” type. Because of his introverted personality, he never dared to reveal his orientation; until the day he died, he had never once been in a relationship. From beginning to end, he had always been alone. He had been lonely for too long, and he really hoped to find a partner who treated him with sincerity and to start a new family. Now that his wish was within reach, how could he not be happy and expectant?

As Wen Muli’s childhood friend, he was truly happy that Wen Muli could marry Yan Yichen. Although there had been many misunderstandings and unpleasantness between them, Su Mo would not deny Wen Muli as a person because of it. If one asked whether he had ever felt his heart flutter for Wen Muli? The answer was… no. Because… he didn’t dare to love him. Because he had known from the very beginning that Wen Muli would never belong to him. He did not belong to this world; between them, they would always be mere passersby!

The water dungeon was dark and devoid of light; Su Mo could only estimate the days based on Yan Yichen’s visits. The latter would bring food, treat his wounds, and stay with him for an hour every day before leaving. Wen Muli had returned to the Phoenix Capital, but he hadn’t stopped Yan Yichen from visiting, which Su Mo assumed was tacit approval. But this tacit approval wasn’t out of heartache for Su Mo; it was Yan Yichen’s indulgence and doting.

He was telling Su Mo through his actions that as long as it was something Yan Yichen wanted, he would satisfy it including getting close to an “Empress” he disliked.

Another day passed. Early in the morning, steady footsteps could be heard, followed by the respectful voice of a jailer.

“Greetings, Your Majesty…”

It’s time. My ending! Su Mo’s eyes brightened.

Before long, the cell door was pushed open. Wen Muli, whom he hadn’t seen for a long time, walked in. Seeing Su Mo’s gaunt figure, his brow furrowed slightly. The words of concern that reached his lips, however, twisted into a cold command.

“Tomorrow is the wedding between Chen-er and me. Out of consideration for Chen-er, I will release you. Return to the Fengxin Palace to wash and dress; you will preside over the wedding for me tomorrow.”

“As you command.”

Su Mo’s pale and hideous face revealed a smile, and he nodded in agreement. He slowly stood up, limping as he prepared to leave Wen Muli’s side. The latter, however, grabbed his wrist with a grip so strong it caused Su Mo pain. Su Mo looked back in confusion, only to be met with Wen Muli’s furious eyes.

“Su Mo, is this truly what is in your heart?” Could he really be so magnanimous as to watch him marry another man? If he truly didn’t care, why did he kill Yeshu back then?!

“Is what is in my heart… important, Your Majesty?” Su Mo smiled openly and asked in return.

Ah, that’s right, it’s not important. From the moment he betrayed him, they had already become strangers.

Wen Muli sneered and released him. He watched calmly as Su Mo limped away, unwavering. His heart, too, began to sink bit by bit. That absurd sense of panic appeared again. It was as if, if he didn’t pull him back now, they would… be separated by life and death forever! But the overly arrogant Wen Muli forcibly suppressed his inexplicable impulse. He felt this kind of thinking was ridiculous. After all, Su Mo would never escape from his grasp, right?

“Your Highness!”

At the entrance to the Fengxin Palace, Ye Lin had been waiting for a long time. Upon seeing Su Mo, she sobbed and threw herself into his arms. She cried as she apologized, her tone filled with self-reproach.

“It was all this servant’s fault; it was I who held you back. If I hadn’t returned to the palace without permission to report, you wouldn’t have suffered this unjust crime… Wuu-wuu-wuu… Since you could leave, why didn’t you just leave… why did you come back to suffer this humiliating torture…”

“You are still here; how could I leave alone… Don’t cry, Linlin, your eyes are all swollen—how ugly that looks.” Su Mo offered a bitter smile, lovingly patting the back of her head to comfort her.

“Your Highness, let’s run away… Do you really want to spend your whole life in this haunted place? Are you going to watch that beast love someone else with your own eyes?!” Ye Lin wept as she tried to persuade him.

“Alright.”

Unexpectedly, this time, Su Mo did not refuse!

“Your Highness?” Her eyes were filled with disbelief.

“Now that Ah-Li’s throne is stable, and he has married the one he loves as he wished, I have already fulfilled the promise I made to his parents. There is truly no reason for me to stay any longer. Let’s leave together, Linlin!” Su Mo said with a brilliant smile.

They could really leave? They… could they leave? He had agreed, but Ye Lin felt somewhat at a loss—it was the disorientation of the future. After all, she also knew very well Wen Muli’s obsession with Su Mo. He didn’t love him, yet he insisted on imprisoning him by his side to torture him.

“Naturally, we can’t leave right now. After all, I have to preside over the wedding banquet. After the wedding, Wen Muli will surely take his new consort to visit her family; that will be the most suitable time to leave. Linlin, I need you to do one thing.” Su Mo pondered for a moment before speaking.

“Your Highness, just give the order; even if I have to be shattered to pieces, I will see it done!” Ye Lin answered solemnly.

“Don’t say such scary things ‘shattered to pieces.’ Promise me, you will live well!” Su Mo chuckled, stroking her head in a tone that sounded like a final farewell.