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Sid thinks his roommate might also be able to read minds.

So instead of pulling the bear out of the bushes and commenting on his feverish rogue, now unscrewing the troublesome milk bottle for him.

"I'm going to the Holy Court." The young man asked, "Do you want to stay in the apartment?"

In the early morning, the courier of the holy courtyard brought the badges, seals and various clothes of the holy knights.This means he has officially become a paladin.

According to the regulations of the Platinum Seat, Cañas must go to the Holy Court to report today.

Sid's eyelids twitched when he thought of the bad temper of those in the knight order: "I want to go too."

Kanas rubbed the head of the little saint.

"Turn around and I'll comb your hair for you."

Sid avoided his hand, bent down and hugged his legs, put them on the plank, propped himself on the floor and turned around, facing away from the young man.

Kanas took out a wooden comb, a mirror, and a small box of headgear from the storage box at the end of the corridor.He handed the mirror to the Holy Son, picked up the boy's silver hair, and inserted the comb teeth into the silky hair.

Sid pretended to be serious and drank milk, and secretly tilted the mirror up at an angle to look at Canias through the silver mirror.

The young man had a straight nose, a tuft of seaweed-like raven hair curled between his white forehead, and thick eyelashes covering deep and shallow blood when his eyes were downcast, and he was as handsome as a stone sculpture of a saint in a church.

No wonder so many people in the academy like him.

Sid thought to himself.

Canias pinned the diamond flower from head to tail, and the light of the diamond shone in a bright line, as if lying on the keel of the braid.He held the silver braid with his bony hands, and stroked it from the back of the boy's head to the end, as if tasting a piece of gorgeous silk specially provided by a noble manor.

Then he raised his head and looked into the fawn-like eyes of the Son through the mirror.

"Okay, Your Highness."

Sid looked left and right in the mirror, and saw that Kanas was exactly the same as the scorpion braid that the head maid usually made for him, and asked curiously, "How did you do that?"

"Madam Dean asked me to take care of you."

In order to make Kanas a qualified roommate of Lord Son, Vera invited the head maid to the school and spent a whole day teaching him how to braid Sid's hair.

Sid put down the mirror, inexplicably feeling a little down.

He was still in a daze, thinking of the head maid in his heart, and habitually stretched out his hands to Kanas.

Kanas froze for a moment, and suddenly realized that Sid wanted to pick him up by himself.

Sid waited for a long time, but there was no movement from Canias, and he was suddenly shocked.

He wasn't sitting in Chelter's mansion.The person standing in front of him was not the head maid who raised him as his own son.

Sid felt that the milk he had just drank must have gone into his head.

Is there any help in taking your hand back now?

By the time he reacted, he had already smelled the familiar scent of turpentine.The young man's arms passed through the embroidered snow robe under his knees, lifting him from the floor.

Sid felt as if the milk that had just entered his brain exploded into popcorn again.

The wooden bird fell to the ground and turned into a wheelchair.

Before putting the little son down, Kanas caught a glimpse of the boy's beautifully shaped ears turning pink like flowers again.

Makes him want to pinch it.

There is a light golden veil covering the ancient library of the holy courtyard.When the breeze passes through the ivory corridor, the floating veil will flash the streamer of the clock hands.

In front of the huge stone arch bookshelf, there are elemental elves raised by the holy courtyard.They are creatures composed of the purest magic essence.

Sid ordered them to take down the topmost suede hardcover book and hand it to Kanas.

"Put it up, this will have some effect on you." Sid whispered to him, "Don't mention your symptoms to others, especially the servants of the Holy House."

Kanas nodded and heard footsteps behind him.

The library of books is empty, and echoes can climb all the way around the stone pillars to the top of the marble cone with the holy picture.

He turned his head, and a man in silver armor came to the gate of the library.

The man looked to be in his thirties, half of his face was covered by the shadow of his armor, and his eyes were the grey-blue grey-blue unique to the southern Sand Township.He had a beard and walked steadily. He walked up to Canias without saying a word, and his gaze fell on his face like a knife.

"This is the paladin recommended by His Highness?" The man looked at him and sneered, "I heard that you beat up a student of the Knight Academy a few days ago?"

Sid had turned the wheelchair around and frowned when he saw the person coming: "North."

Tom North, currently the most prestigious knight of the Platinum Seat Knights, is also one of the most likely candidates to become the Chief Paladin in a year's time.

North glanced at him, ignored the infant, and turned his attention back to the young man beside him.

"Pastor Howard told me that the border of the empire has now been reduced to a habitat for demons and undead. If the knights come in again, not only me, but also the pope and bishops will be troubled." This tough knight Taking another step closer to Cagnas, almost touching the bridge of his nose, "Your Excellency, your surname is Alder, right? It is said that your father was a military officer."

North's tone was maliciously teasing.

The young man looked at him indifferently, without making any statement.

North smiled suddenly, stepped back to the original distance, and tapped the knight's golden emblem on his chest with callused hands.

"Look at this, my brother." He sneered, "Most of the paladins here are from the Knight Academy. After they graduated, they were sent to the churches of the empire to travel. The demons slain by the sword are more powerful than the women you have seen. Many. Wait until they kill a dark creature as high as a hill and pass the test of the pillars of the Twelve Holy Courts before they can take over the badge on your chest. Do you know how many people have died tragically at the claws of the undead? ?That's something you'll never learn at the 'Princess Tower' academy-"

"North, you haven't become a paladin commander yet."

Sid interrupted him, his eyes were cold.

The Order of Paladins is nominally his deployment.North usually relied on his prestige to give orders indiscriminately, and both he and the bishop turned a blind eye.

North would make things difficult for Canias. He understood the general reason. Of course, it was not because of the growth of the dark forces. Anyone would say such a high-sounding reason.

Canias is a paladin who is directly airborne through his referral.Going up against Kanas is tantamount to standing directly on the opposite side of him.And the bishops just need this kind of knight commander who is "upright" and "distinctive between public and private".

Sid was about to teach this ill-intentioned knight a lesson, but he felt the wheelchair being pulled back, so he quickly grabbed the armrest.

He turned his head and saw the condescending Cañas put his hands on the top edge of the wheelchair, half-closed his deep eyes, as if he was thinking about something terrible.

That was probably an illusion.thought Sid.

The young man said: "You don't need to worry about it. I'll talk to him."

Little Shengzi is very cute when he is fierce.

So he never liked letting Sid stand in front of him and quarrel with others, it would give him an illusion——

Before the quarrel came to fruition, his holy son would cry.

……

Isn't it enough to cry for him to see alone?

This dark thought was fleeting in his eyes.

Sid wanted to make a sound, but Kanas pinched his earlobe, and the boy stared at him with wide eyes, but was speechless.

Kanas then looked at North, with a smirk hanging from the corner of his mouth.

"What do you want me to do?"

From just now, North has been closing his eyes and resting his mind. He only looked at Canias when he heard Canias speak.

"I like straightforward people." The middle-aged man lowered his voice, "My requirements are not high. Recently, the mercenary guild has added several gold commissions, and we have already completed two platinum seats. Sir, I hope you can do the same. To complete one, no matter what form it is, you can hire a mercenary group or do it yourself, you have to let the Holy Court see your strength."

Gold entrustment is the highest-level entrustment order of the mercenary guild, and generally there will not be many retained.

Only in the past few days, with the release of the seal of the plane under the Aphasia Sea and the disappearance of Prouvelle, demons and undead from Dark Forest, Evil Ghost Valley and other places have rushed out, and even the elves of the Snow Mountain Forest in the Western Regions are also Exhausted from fighting against the undead attack, the situation around the empire is even more tragic.

For this reason, the guild specially issued several gold entrustments in the name of the imperial court, intending to use a lot of money to recruit warriors and eliminate border turmoil.

Canias asked, "Just finish?"

"Yes. Sometimes background and money are also a kind of strength."

"Okay. Your Excellency, go slowly."

North was issued an expulsion order out of the blue, which was quite unexpected.He glared at Kanas and snorted coldly, turned and left, but snorted in his heart.

soft egg.

He had investigated Cañas' family situation.

The savings in the Baron Ald's manor had been spent by this young man in the past three years. Even if he went bankrupt, he couldn't recruit the only and most famous Iron Rose mercenary group that could stand side by side with the paladins.

It would be even more fun if this ignorant kid had the guts to do it himself.

He couldn't wait for that little white face to be gnawed into bones by the demons.

When Nos' back disappeared at the door, Canias lowered his head and told the Son to wait for a while.

Sid was still immersed in the young man's gentle pinch on his earlobe, and agreed in a trance.

Canias curled his lips, held his sword, and silently followed North's footsteps.

Today's holy prayer meeting has ended, and there are only a few priests in the corridor.

Kanias walked with his head down, carelessly, waiting for North to wander into the remote small back garden, pressing the hilt of his sword with his palm, and drew out a cold white streak like lightning.

In an instant, the murderous aura surged to the sky, and a biting cold oppression enveloped the entire garden.

North's eyes widened, and he was about to turn around to fend off the enemy when he felt a sharp pain in his back, and was knocked out and fell to the ground.

The enchantment pattern on his silver armor was instantly shattered into dust, the hardest metal was covered with spider web-like cracks, and the mithril pendant was scattered all over the place.

This is the most malicious attack.

Without the armor of the paladin, he is no different from a naked person at this time.

The panicked North didn't know which world-renowned swordsman he had offended, and was about to get up and run away when a newly issued sword sank into the rock next to his ear with a clang.

The pebbles that jumped out of the crack playfully bounced his face, scaring the majestic paladin out of his wits.

Fear choked North's desire to ask for help, and he turned his face tremblingly, looking up.

The little boy who was ridiculed by him a few minutes ago was looking down at him.

"I heard that your knights fight for the right to speak with their fists. That's great, I also like straightforward people." The black-haired, blood-eyed noble young man was as handsome as a devil, whispering every word in a low and brisk tone.

"What happened in the past - you took care of His Highness a little bit, I don't pursue it. From now on, please avoid Lord Shengzi, because you seem to have a problem with him, and he doesn't like you very much.

"If I find out, if you see him, I will cut out one of your eyes; if you say a bad word about him, I will drive this sword down your throat.

"Mr. North, do you understand? You are shaking badly. If I miss a few words, I can explain it to you from beginning to end.

"I don't hate trouble, but I hate overwhelmed fleas trying to get my hands on my treasure."