You are so beautiful when you are pitted by me [Quick wear]

It was the end of the year celebration in the palace, full of singing and dancing.

From the temple to the palace, the sky has already darkened.

Xiao Shu and Xi Suo sneaked into the courtyard without disturbing the people in the palace.

"Here, you will stay here tonight, and I will talk to my queen tomorrow." Hisoka casually pointed in a direction.

Xiao Shu looked in the direction he pointed, a little surprised at the palace he saw.

"The environment you lived in when you were a child was too harsh. This is a place specially prepared for you." The First Prince's expression of pleading for praise was extremely obvious, with a bit of stupidity.

Xiao Shu glanced at him, and his smile became softer: "Thank you."

"Okay, okay, you stay for one night first, if you have something to ask me, I'll go back first." Hisoka blushed slightly, and after speaking, he hurriedly ran towards the direction where the celebration was being held , Xiao Shu felt a little funny watching it.

Knowing that the eldest prince is an extremely important presence in the ceremony when the king is not around, Xiao Shu didn't hold back either, and walked in the direction Hisoka pointed.

Exquisite oriental furnishings: exquisite bamboo tables and chairs, porcelain vases decorated with orchids in the house, and wood carvings with fox fur.

In this world where Orientals are regarded as demons, it is not difficult to see the intention of the decorator to arrange such a room.

Xiao Shu sighed and sat on the soft bed beside him.

He closed his eyes slightly and began to meditate.

The Pope didn't want to teach him magic, so he groped for it by himself, but because of the magic aptitude of that useless wood, he had hardly made much progress over the years, but in the end, he was still able to barely store a little magic power, and now he was even one step closer to being able to Stepping into the junior magician stage.

From the impossible at the beginning, to the present step away.

He believed that if he really worked hard, one day he would catch up with a magical genius like Hisoka.

Someday.

Perhaps because of his good luck today, Xiao Shu faintly discovered some skills, and even hoped to break through.

It was also at this time that there was a slight sound from outside the remote courtyard.

"What are you doing?" The moment the sudden voice came, Xiao Shu was startled.

But the familiarity of the voice made him quickly put down his guard.

"Teacher." Even though he was almost on the verge of stepping into the comprehension of a magician, Xiao Shu gave up the momentary comprehension without hesitation, opened his eyes, escaped from the meditation, and respectfully addressed the visitor.

"What are you doing?" The visitor repeated the question again.

The Pope sat on the edge of the window sill, wearing a white robe with a golden border, holy and dazzling, not stained with a speck of dust, his eyes seemed to be icy, obviously angry.

Xiao Shu knew why he was angry, and his heart was a little cold. He darkened his eyes and didn't ask, but stretched out his hand, trying to help the Pope into the room.

Just like in the past in the temple, when I saw the Pope appearing from the window without going through the gate.

Xiao Shu was ready to be ignored by the other party, but he did not expect the Pope to extend his hand.

Fingers as white as jade, with no blemishes to pick out, rested on his palm with a slightly icy touch.

Xiao Shu's heart moved slightly, just as he was about to bring him in, he saw the Pope's hand turned around and pinched his wrist in his hand.

The powerful power of light was only poured into the body, and the small amount of magical power was suddenly released, returning to the Pope's body.

Xiao Shu only had time to feel the fluctuation of the power of light at that moment, and found that his body had returned to the original state again.

No magical savings.

The magical power accumulated over the past few years was completely in vain, Xiao Shu's face was still calm, and no emotion could be seen.

"Forget it this time. If there is a next time, I will never be so gentle again." The pope let go of his hand, and the cold warning in his tone remained, obviously not calmed down.

Xiao Shu was a little helpless, and responded, but there was a cold feeling in his heart, as if in the cold winter, a basin of ice water was poured down, and the indescribable coldness went straight to the bone marrow.

But he couldn't bear the slightest hatred for the Pope.

only……

Some grievances.

"Understood, teacher. I will never do it again." Xiao Shu promised, and at the same time cut off the last thought in his heart.

"Hmm." The Pope, who knew he was a human being, was obviously relieved after hearing these words, and his brows and eyes softened a little.

He leaned against the window sill, and still didn't intend to reach out for Xiao Shu to help him into the room.

Xiao Shu, who couldn't figure out whether the Pope was going to leave or stay, had to lower his head slightly, waiting for the teacher to speak.

I don't know how long it took before the Pope's voice broke the deadlock between the two.

"Xiao Shu, is magic really so important?" The Pope said indifferently, his voice was cold, "You have to ignore my orders and hide from me for so long?"

Xiao Shu lowered his head and did not speak.

The Pope seemed a little displeased with his silent attitude. He said, "Look up and look at me."

Xiao Shu raised her head according to her words, and met those gentle eyes.

Today, he has long known that this gentleness is hard-won, and not everyone can see it.

But it was also because of this that he became more and more greedy.

Greedy enough to feel terrible.

"Xiao Shu."

The Pope's cold voice brought back Xiao Shu's thoughts, he raised his head and looked at the Pope, the smile on his face faded a lot.

He remembered every word the Pope had said.

If you can't smile for real, don't laugh.If you can't match the fake with the real, stop pretending.

That's what the pope used to say in those days when he was doing that mindless exercise.

Now he finally realized why he couldn't even maintain the disguise.

The pope glanced at him, and the coldness in his eyes faded away, and they were soft. Even if he didn't smile, it seemed like flowers were blooming and spring was coming.

Xiao Shu was taken aback seeing his sudden expression change, and then heard the Pope's words in his ears.

Like a stone thrown into the water, it creates circle after circle of ripples.

He said, "You are mine."

The pope said it with the utmost seriousness, as he has done countless times before.

"You are my disciple."

The words that were often talked about by the pope in the past, said in this way, seem to have an inexplicable meaning at this time.

Xiao Shu looked into the serious eyes of the other party, and all the emotions in his heart were swept away, leaving only a touch of extremely complicated emotions, which took root and sprouted along with the throbbing deep in his heart.

"Magic is the power given by faith, and it is the charity of God." The Pope said with a chuckle, his tone full of sarcasm, "but the real strength comes from your own strength."

His eyes were full of arrogance, and Ling Ran's aura was not inferior to that god who was revered by thousands of people. The pope's indifference was just like back then. He said, "Why do my people need to accept other people's charity?"

After hearing this, Xiao Shu's heart surged with emotion, and he subconsciously squeezed his palms again, feeling the slight pain from his fingertips could calm him down.

And the pain didn't last long before it was replaced by a cold and moist touch.

Xiao Shu felt his hand being pulled by the Pope.

The traces of the nails on the palm of the hand are still reddish, and the dark and almost purple fingerprints are even more impressive.

It was extremely ugly, but the Pope held it in his hand, as if admiring some treasure.

The pope chanted a spell, and after a while Xiao Shu felt the slight pain on the palm of his hand disappear, and the few traces disappeared.

The wind blowing by the window raised his clothes and hair, and the man who was leaning against the window also led Xiao Shu to the inner hall.

The pope who stepped into the room put down Xiao Shu's hand, but moved it closer to Xiao Shu's ear, and said, "You are mine, don't let yourself get hurt."

After following the pope's line of sight and seeing the inconspicuous red on the corner of his clothes, he felt a little helpless, but he didn't know that the smile on his face became more sincere.

That is, real happiness.

The pope ran away after flirting, as if he had come all the way from the temple just to use a healing spell to see his hands.

Early the next morning they disappeared.

Xiao Shu didn't care either, he still had more fun to watch.

"Xiao Shu, you're back..."

The woman in the green skirt spoke first, but before she spoke, she glanced at Hisoka's direction without any trace, even though she tried her best to conceal it, she couldn't hide the reluctance behind her words.

And the people around her have the same embarrassment as her.

"We were wrong when we were young, and it's normal for children to fight around each other."

"Yes, I hope you can forgive us."

I don't know who started it, and the voices of apology were heard one after another.

There were not many people present who had never bullied Xiao Shu before, but no one was real at this time...

Feel ashamed.

"It's okay, when I was young, it was just a joke, I don't care much about it anymore." Xiao Shu hurriedly raised his hand to interrupt the continued apology of these honorable people.

Perhaps his smile was too sincere, and there were even a trace of shame on the faces of a few girls, but they still had no guilt.

A gleam of coldness flashed in Xiao Shu's eyes, but his mouth was still gentle: "Hisuo said he would take me back to have a look, not for the past."

As soon as he said this, many people breathed a sigh of relief, chatted a few words and immediately retreated.

With a halo like a temple by his side, he can already enjoy the glory and become the most honorable person in this country where theocracy is supreme.

Even if he didn't look at it deliberately, Xiao Shu could still feel the conceit unconsciously revealed by Hisoka.

He is not simple.

Xiao Shu glanced at Hisoka, who was talking with others, and then shifted his gaze to the small black fish in the clear pool of the palace.

He counted the dazzling "fish formations" over and over again, and he didn't know how long it took until Hisoka was the last one to finish his courtesy and walked away to him.

"I'm sorry, brothers and sisters are always annoying." Hisoka touched his head shyly, "Although you said you don't care, I still want to apologize to you on their behalf."

"I'm sorry, they were too reckless at the beginning."

The First Prince's voice was serious and sincere, but Xiao Shu was completely impatient.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, his lips hooked into a smile, and Hisoka was so overwhelmed that he could hardly breathe, then he slowly opened his mouth, and said: "I used to be so stupid that I felt that the teacher Will appreciate you more than me?"