Chapter 9: Yearning Hearts, Confused Feelings Pt.3

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Morax came up to them, still dressed in his formal attire looking twice as handsome as he did from far away. He had spotted them a while ago and Ajax could almost see the hint of subtle embarrassment from seeing Guizhong shamelessly cheering for him along with the crowd.

The crowd of people had not seen Ajax nor Guizhong approaching; too immersed in the sight of their God descending from the heavens.

However, once the excitement had died down and they started to really pay attention to their surroundings. Once they spotted them together they all instantly bowed down, "Your excellencies! These humble servants apologize that we did not greet you with the respect you deserve!"

Guizhong nearly brushed them off with a wave of her hand, even going as far as to pick them all up on their feet, "It's alright! There is no need for formalities. We are merely equals here to enjoy the festival just like everyone else, no need for such extravagance."

They still hesitated to stand up, causing Guizhong to sigh deeply. Even if she was closer to the mortals than her peers, she still had certain authority over them. She still conveyed power as gentle of a god as she was. She was talked about in kid's folktales about her befriending every creature and every being that ever existed; however, people were still intimidated by her.

It always caused Ajax to feel sorry for Guizhong. She desperately attempted to make everyone speak to her without using formalities, to try to get closer to her people. But, they were too scared to say the wrong thing so, they ostracized her from their day-to-day conversation. Ajax witnessed them chatting away about the new blueprints that their beloved god had made, but as soon as the god in question came around they immediately bowed their heads and visibly stiffened.

But, he guessed that was just the way it was.

Even if Guizhong attempted to lessen the gap between her and the gods, they would always see her as a celestial being, a divine being, inhuman. They would never see her on the same playing field no matter how gentle or good she was.

When Ajax had first arrived, they had immediately acted extremely cordial and respectful to him as well. He was brand new and Liyue's people had already begun to act the same way as they always did around the rest of the adepti, fearful and respectful.

And, they only became all the more frightened when they heard of Ajax's love for fighting...

Morax reached them, walking with unnatural poise that was normally not around. He usually walked extremely roughly on the ground beneath him, leaving large imprints on it. However, given the situation, it made sense why he would act with extreme grace and elegance. He was practically walking on air with each step he took, the tassels on his hat moving alongside him.

He came up to them before he gave them a short bow, "Guizhong, Ajax, you have come."

Fuck.

If it wasn't already evident from the way he looked from afar.

He was so handsome.

His features were perfectly accentuated more with the hair out of his face, the sharpness of his high cheekbones, his jawline, his piercing stare, the beauty of his plump lips, the nice red liner done expertly on his eyes.

Ajax now realizes that this must have been an attempt from Guizhong to cheer him up; and he would be a liar if he said it wasn't working. After all, that's precisely what Madam Ping had said, 'take it easy' and he was...in a way.

The entire exchange with Morax was a bit awkward, if not painfully embarrassing. However, seeing him dressed up like that, it made those feelings disperse as quickly as they resurfaced.

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