The target Vest is the ultimate boss

The gate of Imperial College has been blocked.Sid and Navia also had to disguise themselves to get out of school.

After returning to the imperial capital, Sid hadn't played with Black Pigeon yet.

Therefore, when he saw that the quiet wine alley that had been quiet for decades also made noises like a circus, he was stunned in surprise.

—Maybe it was because Courteney threw away those spicy wines for the first time, and the black pigeon's business suddenly improved?

After Cañas Alder became the savior, he became popular overnight, and a lot of news was spread along with it—for example, the owner and thug of this black pigeon, and the Son of Light, were the ones who were killed by the warriors last time. Teammates of Jujue.

The rumor became more and more fierce, and finally became "the savior was able to complete the task assigned to him by Prouvel, and his companions also contributed a lot."

The black dove became famous overnight, and Courteney and Isaac became great men fighting side by side with the warriors, just like the headmaster of Imperial College, Pope Clara and fairy godmother in the past.

The Holy Court is the most solemn place in the human empire, and people dare not disturb it in front of the door.

But ordinary streets and alleys are different.This was originally a place where they came and went at will.

Sid lowered his hood, trying to find a way through the noisy crowd.

People's curiosity about the place where heroes communicate has really exceeded the expectations of the Holy Son. Even though he is thin and small, it is difficult to separate the way from the dense wall of people.

Sid had to back away.

On the side, Navia looked at him leisurely.

"You expected it a long time ago?" Lord Shengzi said angrily, "You spread the rumor?"

Navia calmed down: "This is not a rumor. They rescued you from Clara, so naturally they deserve the reputation they deserve."

"I thought God didn't need to lie."

Navia smiled shortly, with a sincere tone: "I lie a lot, but I am honest with you."

certainly not.

Sid felt that Navia lied to him several times more than what he told others.

Although there are also reasons why he always gets the way easily, but the instigator is always the insidious and cunning Lord of Darkness.

He suddenly felt a heavy weight on his shoulders, turned his head to look, and a white hand was on his shoulder.

Courtene took off her mask, glanced in Navia's direction, and quickly looked away.

"This way." She waved her hand, motioning for the two to follow.

Courteney led them out of the alley and into a grocery store.

The owner of the grocery store had a bald head and was polishing a pair of leather shoes. When he heard footsteps, he looked up at the two of them.

Facing the combination of wind and cloud that turned the imperial capital upside down, the boss calmly lowered his head and continued to polish his shoes.

"This is Isaac's uncle." Courteney whispered to Sid, "Isaac will probably become like him in the future."

She walked to the wooden door leading to the interior of the grocery store.

Next to the door handle is a thin metal handle attached to a wheel painted in four colours.

Courteney turned the handle to the red area, opened the door, and stepped into the house first.Sid and Navia followed closely behind.

This passage is connected to the interior of the Black Pigeon Tavern.

In order to prevent too crazy tourists from breaking in, the main gate and the back door leading to the yard have been sealed with thick wooden boards so that even the air cannot penetrate.

In the noisy tavern, Isaac was panting and carrying two wooden boxes downstairs, Dier was sitting behind the bar knitting a sweater, and the father was still sitting on the small bench and playing the violin.

Omega the Rare also appeared in Sid's field of vision.He nodded slightly to Sid, but remained silent.

The sharp-eyed mermaid saw Sid and greeted him with a smile: "Master Son, are you here to play a game of cards?"

When Isaac heard this, he looked up and saw Navia.

The famously tall Westerners suddenly became a lot shorter.

The soldier was stunned for a while, and then he exaggeratedly exclaimed: "Hey! Honorable Paladin Commander! Is it your wife who beat you to death?"

If his eyes hadn't been distracted by the fruit wine that could only intoxicate the Son of Light, then he could confirm that the Chief Paladin who appeared in front of him——

Actually!sit down!The royal wheelchair of His Royal Highness the Son!

Who dares to hurt Navia, who is currently in full swing?

Except for the old man whose head is harder than the city wall of the capital of Thrall, only the Holy Son of Light dared to beat his paladin commander.

Moreover, it can indeed cause Navia to be seriously injured.

Navia nodded: "Indeed."

Sid categorically denied: "No."

The two blurted out at the same time, but the answers were completely different, and everyone's eyes were subtle.

It's an open and dark show again.

Everyone thought.

Sid glanced at Navia and said, "He thinks it's fun and wants to try my wheelchair."

Courteney asked, "When is the trial?"

"Three months." It was Navia who answered.

Isaac laughed again.

The idea that Sid came up with was to let Navia sit in a wheelchair and experience the pain he had experienced.

But what he didn't tell anyone is that this idea hides the inhuman selfish desires of the Son of Light.

Sid quietly moved to Navia's side, his jaw lowered at an undetectable angle.

There are three full months!

The cub was going crazy with joy.

three months!He can look down on Navia! !

Isaac had no intention of stopping once he smiled.

Sid's eardrums hurt from the shock, and he tried hard to find an entry point to change the subject.

He saw Isaac's wooden box at his feet, and said in surprise, "Are you moving? Because of those people outside the tavern?"

When Sid said this, he glanced at the man sitting behind him again.

"No, it's much more difficult... If it's just those idiots, I can put them down right now." Courteney rubbed her temples and begged repeatedly, "If you don't mention this, we're still friends, my lord."

Because the father confronted Clara in public, Clara also called the name "Francis" in order to make the father never come back. As a result, all the emperors knew that their former hero, Francis, lived in seclusion. Therefore, even Courteney's background as a descendant of Sinbad was also dug out by interested people.

The imperial couriers have visited the black pigeon many times, and they claim to have reopened the investigation of the case of Sinbad's arrest decades ago, and are willing to use the title, salary and territory of the Duke of the Empire to hire the old man as the chief magister of the palace. Courteney Sinbad, who shined in the slaying of the dark god, is also offering a high-paying position.

All the waiters from the palace were stopped by Courteney.

When Courteney thought of the underwire cake dresses and scented wigs of the aristocratic ladies, she wanted to put a layer of oil on the soles of her feet.

In fact, she was planning to do the same.

The descendants of pirates dared to steal things from the holy courtyard, but they couldn't adapt to the life of dealing with the famous ladies.Courteney would rather shave her head bald like Uncle Isaac's if a hundred Miss Chelts would come and go in her lifetime.

She said: "As you can see, my father and I are already packing our luggage. We are going to go to the Mermaid City first. We probably won't be returning to the Imperial Capital in a short time."

Sid was shocked: "Courtney, are you leaving?"

Courteney looked at him and nodded slightly.

Sid's eyes were sore, and he took a deep breath to keep the tears from rolling from their sockets.

"So fast?" he said lowly. "I'm not ready yet."

The Holy Son has long regarded the people of the black doves as his relatives and friends.

Courteney laughed and patted the son's head.

"My father and I were going to leave a year ago. But now we have to take Dai'er with us." She said softly, "When I settle some things, we will pass by here often."

The darkest parts of the League of Light have been dismantled.

But her little mermaid still has some troubles, such as the mermaid tribe's talents are withering, and they are still the second-class race of the alliance.

Courteney and Francis have always been travelers from all over the world.The footprints of the two have traveled to almost every corner of the continent.

This time they stayed in the imperial capital for almost seven years. They originally planned to leave more than a year ago, but at that time, Navia brought the Son of Light in from the backyard.

Due to a series of accidents that started that night, the trip of the two has been delayed until now.

But such a lovely delay, Courteney didn't feel a pity at all.

Sid and Courteney kiss each other on the cheek.Immediately, Sid walked up to the mermaid princess and returned the red conch to her.

"Thank you for the conch. It has helped me a lot again."

Daier gave Sid a deck of playing cards that she hand-painted overnight recently.

"I was thinking too, I should find a time to thank you, Your Highness, Holy Son. You are our great benefactor." Dai'er looked at him with a smile, "You don't have to be too sad. When you are free, you can call Lord Paladin The dragon brought you to Mermaid City to visit us. Besides, it’s not that the black pigeon is closed...Mr. Warrior?”

Isaac flicked up a bunch of silver keys at the right time, his face full of pride.

It was given to her by Courteney last night.

During the period when Courteney and her father left, Isaac was the acting store manager of Black Pigeon.

Courteney said that as long as Isaac doesn't pay the black pigeons so much that even the tree in the backyard for Lord Son to poke apples is cut down, his previous credit account will be cancelled.

At this time, Omega put aside his wandering thoughts, stepped forward, and saluted Sid.

"I'm also here to say goodbye, Your Highness." He got up, "I hope my presence won't be an eyesore to you."

Sid came back to his senses: "You don't have to resign from the League of Light. In my eyes, you have always been an excellent messenger, Omega."

Omega smiled: "I am honored to be recognized by you, but—"

"Your Highness, please don't sympathize with him. He is going to be promoted, not demoted." Isaac interjected, "I heard that the elves called you back to be the high priest...that official is pretty big."

The most important member of the elves, the elf queen, has turned into a hamster, and the elders of the elves more or less know the inside story.

None of the elves who fought against Sid Chelt ended well.

They were terrified of the Holy Son of Light who was still alive and kicking, discussed again and again, and decided to select Omega, who was closest to the Son, as the actual top priest of the elves, in order to pray for forgiveness.

The half-elf smiled, shook his head and said, "However, I refused."

Courteney shrugged, and Isaac was first surprised, then regretful.

Omega spent the first half of his life trying to get the recognition of his tribe, but when he really got it, he suddenly felt that it was not so important.

The old man said suddenly: "It's good to be a bard."

Like him, the future dream is to be a violinist.

People can have dreams when they are old, not to mention that he is indeed several times younger than Omega.

Sid moved his eyes and looked at the half-elf: "Are you going to be a poet?"

"Yes." Omega stared at the human youth with his green eyes, his eyes were deep, "Record your story and let future generations sing it."

Shengzi dawdled for a long time, and whispered a suggestion: "Remember to write me higher, please."

Navia couldn't help laughing, Sid squeezed his shoulder silently.

So Navia fell silent.

He knew that was the meaning of "Is five months enough?"

Isaac shook his head for a long time before he recovered his nerves. He thought for a while and concluded, "It's true. Almost all those who were promoted to rank in the last warrior team have disappeared..."

The rest of the words were kicked away by Courteney and the soldier's stomach.

Courtney laughed angrily: "Mr. Isaac, I guess you don't know how to read atmosphere from the womb?"

A few days ago, Clara announced that he would abdicate early after the Son of Light graduated from Imperial College.

Their group favorite is sure to become the pope in the future.

Isaac, who fell to the ground, trembled his lips, not knowing whether he should apologize at this time.

Navia pondered for a moment, beckoned to Sid, and signaled the boy to come closer to him.

When the puzzled Son got close enough to him, he kissed Sid on the forehead.

The future Pope blushed: "What are you doing?"

Navia chuckled: "Remove the spell."

The tavern suddenly fell silent, but everyone clearly heard the sound of cursing and swearing in the heart.

……

On the other hand, the gray rabbit Toby has reached the upper limit of his age.

When it was supposed to end its life, it was frightened by the week-long celebrations in Saldidu. Before the two masters knew about it, it secretly bit off the cage door and fled back to the suburbs with its legs in its arms.

Nobody knows if Toby died when Sid was in third grade—or, if not, is still alive today.

Therefore, among the praises, only Vera has been particularly dissatisfied with the new warrior and head of the Paladin. The rabbit of Master Sheng Zi abducted the soul of Master Sheng Zi.

But then, Ms. Vera subsided.No more hyacinths were planted in her greenhouse.

She knew that even if Navia went back to the manor, the future His Majesty the Pope would give up everything and run to him.

Who made His Highness like him? !

However, Master Shengzi still lost his plan.

He never expected that it was already autumn when he put Navia in a wheelchair, and three months later, it happened to coincide with the winter vacation.

Therefore, Sid did not dance with Navia at the graduation party this year.And the culprit who caused everything turned out to be himself.

Shengzi lay on the sofa depressedly, looking at the snowy night scene outside the window.

He picked up his pocket watch from the wooden table.

When the minute hand turned from ten to twelve, Sid put away his pocket watch and said to Navia who was sitting in front of the fireplace reading a book, "You can stand up now."

Now is exactly the time when the three months are coming to an end.

But his little wish a year ago has slipped away from his hands.

Navia came over quietly, put her hands around Sid's waist, and wrapped him in her arms.

"Aren't you angry?" Navia asked.

Sid was finally willing to let go of his head that had been frozen for three months, and nodded reservedly.

Immediately, he was put down on the sofa by the man.

Navia easily restrained the Son's limbs, leaving him nowhere to escape.

In the snowy night, Navia looked taller, and the thick shadows made Sid feel a little scary about him.

"Okay," the man lowered his voice, "it's my turn to settle the score, my lord."

Sid's heart skipped a beat and he rubbed his ears.

Navia's voice was hoarse and ambiguous, which tickled his ears.

"I don't understand," he said vaguely.

"More than ten years ago, you messed up my temple, and I was very angry. At that time, I thought, I must bring back the bear that messed up my bedroom and punish it." Navia's words contained With a deep smile, "You have acted mischievously in my territory without permission. I have to pay back some money."

Sid gasped.

He always felt that Navia would say terrible things.

Navia's juggling skills are a million times stronger than him!

While the Holy Son was thinking nervously, Navia spoke unhurriedly.

"Next year—" he said, "this time next year, you'll be dancing with me at my prom. From beginning to end."

The Holy Son was silent for most of the day.

Then he broke the silence, in a cheerful tone.

"Does Taylor still work as a shoemaker? The kind that makes dancing shoes?"

——End of text——