My nemesis tempts me every day

"Put on this dress first."

Glando spread out the judge's black robe and handed it to Ronoye, and at the same time turned his back and unbuttoned his clothes.

Ronoye's gaze was attracted by Gorlando's movements. After seeing Gorlando take off the innermost piece of clothing, he averted his eyes slowly and studied how to wear the black robe.

The two quickly changed their clothes and shoes, and washed their faces with magic, and they were finally clean.

"Are you hungry?" Golando asked.

Ronoye shook his head, and sat on the bed touching the rough foot of the bed.

Gorlando walked over to touch Ronoye's stomach, Ronnoye froze for a moment, and recovered after Gorlando's hand left.

Glando knocked on Ronoye's forehead punitively: "Isn't this deflated? It's trying to be brave again."

"Don't... treat me like a child." Ronoye protested.

"Ah, I'm used to it, sorry."

Having been with the young Ronoye for too long, some of Golando's petty actions have not been corrected.

But when this topic was mentioned, both of them were silent for a while, and then asked at the same time: "Why did I/you recover?"

Is it because of the golden teleportation circle, or some other reason?

Glando stroked his chin in thought, and Ronoye also made his iconic expression of frowning.

"It would be nice if we kept like this in the future." Ronoye said after a while.

Although it is good to be taken care of by Golando as a child all the time, it is still too inconvenient, especially in this kind of slum where dangers are hidden everywhere, the power gap between a child and a 17-year-old boy is very large.

After hearing this, Golando gave a "hmm" and said: "As long as you can maintain this appearance when you are here, I don't think the people in the trial division will suspect us."

Before the fallen angel left, Ronoye hadn't returned to its original appearance, and I hope the judges haven't gotten this information yet.

Glando sat down beside Ronoye calmly, picked up the bread in the basket, broke off a piece, stuffed it into his mouth, and said, "The boss here is called Tony, and he calls himself a sixth-level judge. This is probably a judge." The division of ranks within the company. I lied to him that my name is George Felix, your name is Hall Felix, we are noble brothers in distress, one is water and the other is fire, and we are all three-star magicians."

Gorlando paused for a moment, implying that "young master, you just need to remember this information."

Ronoye understood what Golando meant, and blinked obediently: "I understand."

This is Golando's home court, and Ronoye intends to follow Golando's advice in everything.

"Tomorrow Tony will allocate a house for us to live in, and later take us to receive the title of judge, which means that we can just inquire about the surrounding situation before receiving the title. Don't stay in bed tomorrow, there are many things to do We're doing it." Gorlando was thinking about it.

"I never stay in bed," Ronouille retorted.

Glando swallowed a piece of bread, put the remaining half into Ronoye's hands, and lay back on the bed.

The old wooden bed creaked and shook under the heavy load.

"Are you going to sleep?" Ronoye asked blankly holding the bread.

Gorlando closed his eyes for a long time before lifting his eyelids and said with a smile: "There is no protective shield outside, and there are no magicians around. Young master, you can send a letter to your family. If you keep it short, you won't be discovered."

He just detected the flow of magic power near the slums and came to this conclusion.

"But my staff is not here." Ronoye said awkwardly.

He was sent here naked, how could he be carrying a staff.

Golando smiled, what's so difficult about it, just use his?

So he took out his staff and handed it to Ronoye.

Ronoye took Golando's staff, and his mood fluctuated slightly.

The magician's staffs are all close-fitting things, and Golando's is no exception. After getting the staff, Ronoye can still feel Golando's body temperature.

When Glando saw Ronoye dawdling, his mind was full of doubts.

During this period of time, the young master was always twitching in his behavior, he didn't notice it, but...

——Gorlando, who is still a straight man, can't see through the truth after the young master's tweaking.

Just when Ronoye was holding up Golando's staff in a daze, Golando said vaguely: "I heard that Tony said before that the slums lack water and fire, but the ruins outside the slums Obviously there is water, but there are two doubts, one is why it has become like this, and the other is why people don’t go there to fetch water.”

Combining two points, we can know that...

"There is something in that ruin that frightens humans."

In a sense, he and Ronoye were really lucky.

After finishing what he wanted to say, Gorlando glanced at Ronoye: "Young master?"

Ronoye took a deep breath and put down the staff.

"I can't use magic again," he confessed.

Golando opened his eyes slightly.

Not only this slum area, but also more and more mysteries entangled in Ronoye.

It has been three months since they used contract magic to become their respective contractors. The period when Ronoye cannot use magic has long passed, and now it is the stage of sharing magic power.

"Gorlando, do you still remember the frequency of Gina's mental power fluctuations?" Ronoye asked helplessly.

"I remember, I remember, let me try to contact you." Gorlando sighed.

About three seconds later, Gorlando's expression became a little more serious: "I can't get in touch."

Seeing this, Ronoye also frowned: "The reason is the same as Julius?"

"Well. I'll call someone else."

After all, Golando contacted one by one from the servants of the mansion to the classmates of the college, but the result...

None of them got in touch.

The two fell silent.

If this place is not within the territory of the Fergar Empire, why is there an organization of the Inquisition Division taking root?

As far as they know, no matter how long the Inquisitor's hand is, it won't be able to reach other continents.

Are they left alone?

When the air in the room was about to freeze, Gorlando patted Ronoye's shoulder and said, "It's useless to think about it all the time. Let's take care of the big things about eating, drinking, and sleeping."

Ronoye looked at the bread in his hand, hesitantly bit a small piece.

"...Good job."

"Do you need to soak in water?"

"No, no need."

Ronoye swallowed the bread in his mouth with difficulty, and then took a second bite.

Golando can bear the bitterness, why can't he bear it?

Hungry, no matter how unpalatable the food tasted, after swallowing the last piece of bread, there was a healthy blush on Ronoye's pale face.

At this moment, the outside has been shrouded in darkness, this slum area is located in a remote place, not even a moon can be seen in the night sky, and there are only sporadic candle lights in the house, which is very hurtful to the eyes.

Not long after, it began to rain patter outside.

A worried look appeared on Ronoye's face, and he said to himself, "What about those poor people sleeping outside...?"

Gorlando fanned the air with his hands to drive away the sweltering heat caused by the rainy day, and said, "It's just like that."

"Wouldn't it be bad if you got sick?" Ronoye asked anxiously.

Gorlando turned his head and looked at the young master.

——What a pair of clean eyes.

He sighed in his heart.

Facing such clean eyes, Gorlando couldn't bear to reveal the real situation at the bottom to the young master.

But it was also for this reason that he couldn't lie under Ronoye's direct gaze.

"If you are sick, you can survive if you can survive, and die if you can't survive. There are no doctors here, and even if there are, they only save their own lives."

Recalling the scene in his childhood, Gorlando replied like this.

After all, here, all the things that make Ronoye feel unbelievable are normal daily life for Golando.

The rain has not stopped, and occasionally thunder can be heard from far away.The room was also getting hotter and hotter, the air became humid, and both of them were a little upset.

In order to make the difficult time a little less, Gorlando took the lead in pulling over the moldy quilt and beckoning Ronoye to sleep.

Ronoye stared blankly at Golando, who was completely defenseless, and his whole body seemed to be floating with the wind:

——Isn’t this the same bed? !

Gorlando yawned, half-opening his eyes to see the dripping rain outside the window.

The windows of this room have been dropped to the outside, so from time to time there will be icy raindrops drifting in and jumping on his face. Gorlando licked it bitterly.

There was no movement from the people behind him, and Gorlando waited for a few more minutes, but it was still quiet.

Does the young master despise him or this tattered bed?

Thinking of this, he sat up from the bed and found a cleaner place to lie down.

"Gorlando?" Ronoye, who was sitting by the bed, was very puzzled, and asked Golando why with his eyes.

"Since you don't want to sleep with me, it's the same when I sleep on the floor." Glando said in a nonchalant tone.

——The understatement is like saying "today's dessert is delicious, thank you for the hospitality".

When Golando said this, Ronoye's face turned red and then white, and he hesitated for a long time.

How could he not want to sleep with Golando!

He is obviously...

Seeing that Ronoye showed strange behavior again, Gorlando carefully examined his words and deeds.

Didn't he play the young master's servant very well?The results of those few days of learning with Jack were good.

In the end, Golando could only classify Ronoye's abnormality as the young master's eccentricity.

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Light a candle for the young master, a big one