before he was crowned king

Sean got out of the carriage.

The wooden wheels rolled over the puddles, stirring up muddy water splashes, and there was already a torrential rain outside when we were just on the road.

The sun was still shining brightly in the palace in the morning, but when he rushed back to the academy, coal-black clouds had accumulated over his head, and it seemed that there would be thunderstorms at any moment.

Without warning, thousands of drops of water began to fall.On the boulevard of the college, the boys took off their coats to shield the girls around them from the wind and rain. They ran to the nearby buildings with each other as described in the love story.Soon there were no people around, and the unburied earth pit on the side of the road had already filled half of the water.

The trees swayed from side to side alone, and everything I saw was empty and deserted.

Sean was the only one left under the rain. Before, a brown-haired girl held an umbrella and invited him to go with him, but he politely refused.The pavilion of the Falcon Club is already in sight, and he is almost wet, so there is no need to accept this kindness.

"Xion, why are you walking here in the rain!" Someone rushed over and patted him on the back.

"There is no umbrella." Sean turned his head, and Erics had a red book on his head, his fine black hair stuck to his forehead, and the rainwater merged into a stream and flowed down his handsome side face.

"I know, I didn't bring it either, so I ran over quickly." Alex said through the rain curtain, and without waiting for the other party's response, he grabbed Sean's arm and ran towards the gate of the pavilion.

"Are you... are you playing a chasing game?" Irene put away her little umbrella, shook it, and looked at the two soaked men in front of the gate, "Could it be that someone is chasing you from behind?"

"I also want to know." Sean panted slightly, and looked coldly at the people around him, "Is someone chasing him?"

"Don't say that, if you walk slowly like you, we are still in the rain." Alex argued aggrievedly, "Without an umbrella, of course I can only drag you and run quickly."

"It's been wet for a long time, what's the difference between walking and running." Sean didn't want to argue anymore, and walked into the pavilion first.

"Of course there is a difference. After being exposed to the rain for a long time, the body will become cold and get sick easily." Alex said in a low voice, looking at the man's back a little frustrated, "Ah, really, I seem to have pissed him off again."

"Hey, don't take it to heart, doesn't this mean that you have a good relationship with Junior Sean?" Irene walked over with a smile.

"Sister, do you think Sean has a good relationship with me?" Alex frowned slightly, "However, I often do things that make him unhappy, and he won't get angry when he is with others."

"This is because your position in his heart is different from other people." Irene tilted her head slightly and whispered, "Senior Sean seldom argues with others. Lambert, that big fool, he learned in front of Sean Brother Sean has done many stupid things in front of him, and Junior Sean can tolerate him, and he still has a pleasant face every time he sees him."

"Why?" Alex's face turned pale, "Could it be that my ranking in Sean's heart is lower than that of Vice President Lambert? My God, no way—"

"Are you an idiot too?" Irene raised her hand and wanted to slap the dull man next to her. Finally, she caught a glimpse of the muscle lines exposed under the man's clothes, and withdrew her hand a little embarrassedly. "Think about it, everyone is easy to say People close to you lose your temper, don't you?"

Alex scratched his head half-understanding: "Is that so?"

"Believe me, it's absolutely true. Just like that guy Lambert, he's been mean to me compared to others." Thinking of the previous bad breakup, Irene couldn't help but clenched her teeth and clenched her hands.

"So, senior sister, do you have a good relationship with Vice President Lambert?" Alex looked at Irene and asked curiously.

Irene looked back at Alex and replied seriously: "Can't you see it? He likes me very much."

"Really?" Alex blinked with surprise on his face.

"Really." Irene's eyes flickered, and she waved her hands nonchalantly, "But don't tell him, he's very shy."

"Well, I see, I won't say it." Alex expressed understanding.

Irene nodded in satisfaction, and flipped through the notebook she carried with her: "By the way, when did you give me the personal statement for the last time I went to Nike Village? There are four copies in total, and you are the only one missing."

"I finished writing last night... I seem to have forgotten it in the dormitory." Erics was stunned for a moment, turned around and ran into the thin rain, "Senior Irene, I'll be right back."

"Hey, it's actually not so urgent. Do you... want my umbrella..." Before Irene finished speaking, the young man had already disappeared.

"It's really a completely different character from what it looks at first glance." Irene sighed in her heart, walked into the pavilion, and put the small flower umbrella that was soaked in rain into the black bucket by the door.

"Senior Irene." Sean handed over a dry towel.

"Thank you, Junior Sean, you are so considerate." Irene took the warm towel and giggled lightly, "There are too few good men like you, I really don't know which woman will be lucky in the future marry you."

Sean smiled and looked out the door: "Where did he go?"

"You said Alex, he remembered that he forgot to bring the materials, and then ran back in the rain." Irene said.

Sean sighed inaudibly, and said softly, "It's always so rash."

"Xion, how did you know Alex?" Irene asked curiously.

"Probably in the college's cafeteria." Sean said, "Senior Irene, why did you suddenly ask this?"

"Ah, it's nothing. It just feels like you are very familiar with each other, and Sean, you also take care of Alex, just like his brother." Irene touched her nose a little embarrassedly, "I thought you had known each other for a long time .”

"How could it be? Senior Irene made a mistake." Sean said gently, "Arix is ​​the young master of the Cabed family, and I'm just the son of a pharmacist in a remote village."

"That's right, I'm sorry, sometimes I always think about weird things." Irene scratched her head.

Sean smiled slightly, and the sensitivity of Irene's thoughts was a bit beyond his expectation.

The door of the pavilion was open, and the wind and raindrops came in, and the magenta carpet was stained with water marks.Sean dried his hair, put on a spare shirt, walked out of the front hall, and saw the rose-colored carriage parked under the tree at first sight.

The manservant jumped out of the carriage under an umbrella, trotted open the door, and then raised his arms to support his master.A crimson high-heeled shoe stepped on the steps, and the straight skirt with regular stripes was dignified and elegant.Sean's pupils contracted slightly, and a woman with curly hair stepped out of the carriage. She was wearing an expensive and elegant dress with a black gauze shawl, and her unsmiling face was paler than a year ago. , looking like he was attending a funeral.

"She's here." Sean's fingertips moved through the curtain woven by the torrential rain. When the eyes of the two met, he faintly felt as if he had traveled back to the night full of fire.

"Who is that woman?" Irene walked to Sean's side, "What is she doing here?"

"Mary Victoria," Sean whispered as he turned and walked into the hall.

"Mary Victoria? Ma, Mary... Madame? Then she is the only female magister in the empire, the mother of Alex!" Irene was shocked and stuttered, "What, what should I do? Why did she come here? ? I heard that she is very strict, and now it's just the two of us, should we go out and greet her?"

"I think she should be looking for Alex." Sean lowered his eyes and said lightly, "Senior Irene, I can trouble you—"

"Okay! I'll go find Erics right now! I'll go now." Irene said quickly, she would rather run wildly in the rainstorm than face the old woman with a bad temper, "I'll leave it to you to deal with it first , Junior Sean."

Irene took her little umbrella and slipped away through the back door of the pavilion.

As soon as the girl left, the woman stepped on the carpet in the front hall and walked in.

"Is this the Falcon Club of His Majesty Mars?" The woman looked around.

"Yes, dear Mrs. Mary, do you have any orders?" The blond young man stood on the left side of the main hall and bowed to salute.

"You know me?" Madam Mary looked at the young man who spoke.

"I am honored to meet you for the second time." The blond young man showed a polite smile, "I am the attendant of His Royal Highness Mars. The first time I met you was at the palace banquet."

"Oh, really." Madam Mary withdrew her gaze, "I never remember the appearance of the servants."

"Are you here to see Master Alex?" The blond young man didn't care about the contemptuous attitude of the other party.

"Where is he?" Madam Mary asked coldly.

"He's not here now." Seeing the woman turned around and was about to leave, the young man's lips moved, "But he'll be here soon."

"Do you need to sit down and wait?" The blond young man smiled and raised his hand to lead the woman into the upstairs reception room.

"I didn't expect your sudden visit. His Royal Highness Mars is not in the pavilion today." Sean opened the curtains, and the raindrops crackled on the window, merging into slender streams, "On behalf of Your Highness, I extend my best wishes to you apology."

Madam Mary sat on the sofa, staring out the window in a daze, without speaking.

"Do you want something to drink?" Sean asked softly as he walked to the corner table.

"No." The woman seemed a little tired, she refused and was unwilling to say a word.

However, Sean acted as if he didn't hear it, and poured out the light red water from the bone china teapot: "The black tea that was picked recently in the northern manor has a mellow fragrance when it is delivered. I think you will appreciate it." I like the taste."

Madam Mary raised her eyelids, and the blond young man in front of her surprised her a little.From the time the two of them met until now, whether it's speaking or behaving, it can be said that her understanding of etiquette has been impeccably achieved.

"Please use." The young man brought the steaming white cup of tea to her, "If you want to add some milk or honey, you can tell me."

Madam Mary looked down, looked at the teacup on the table, and suddenly asked, "What's your name?"

"Ma'am, my name is Shane."

There was a dead silence in the living room, and the sound of rain outside the window continued to roar.

"what's your name?"

Sean narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at the changes in Madam Mary's facial expression: "Ma'am, my name is Sean, and my full name is Sean Miller. What's wrong with you? Your face seems a little uncomfortable."

"It's nothing." Madam Mary restrained the shocked look on her face, and took a sip from the teacup in front of her. "What an ugly name."

"This name is my parents, they have little knowledge, and it is difficult to give it to their children." But, madam, why don't you like my name? "

Madam Mary's face was a little gloomy.

"Didn't you also give your child the same name as me?" Sean said softly.

With a bang, blue light flashed outside the window, and the teacup in Mrs. Mary's hand fell to the ground.

"Please let me clean it up for you." Sean walked to Madam Mary, squatted down, and picked up the teacup that had fallen to the ground.

He was about to straighten up, but when his face was halfway up, he suddenly stopped moving, and he saw Mrs. Mary's two shrunken pupils staring at his face.

"What are you looking at?" Sean asked in a low voice while maintaining this posture.

"Go." Madam Mary's lips moved slightly.

"What did you see through my face?" Sean's eyes drooped slightly, "I'm curious why you showed such a terrifying expression?"

"Go away." Madam Mary bit her tongue and uttered these two words forcefully. Feeling deeply offended, she raised her right hand in embarrassment and slapped the face that made her uncomfortable.

As if he had expected Mrs. Mary's move, Sean directly grabbed the other's wrist.

"What are you doing?" Sean's hands gradually tightened.

"Relax." Madam Mary's eyeballs protruded, and the intense emotion caused the temperature of her right hand to rise rapidly.

"I advise you not to use magic." Sean did not let go, on the contrary, he clenched his hand even harder, "I must remind you that this is a very dangerous behavior."

"I want you to let go." Madam Mary's voice was very dangerous, "What if you are Mars' attendant? I can kill you at any time."

Sean let go of his hand, his palm was already red, but his expression didn't change due to the stimulation of pain, just like that hand wasn't his.

"What do you want to do this time?" Sean stood up, looking at the flames surrounding Mrs. Mary, he said calmly, "I heard that you went to court for abusing Duke Oscar's daughter, this time What kind of astonishing move do you want to make? Killing people with terrifying magic in the Imperial Capital Academy of Magic?"

Madam Mary's expression was gloomy and frightening. She waved her hand, and soon the curtains on both sides of Sean's back were on fire.

Sean looked at the fire snake above his head and clapped his hands, as if enjoying a wonderful circus show: "It's really beautiful, breathtaking magic."

"Who are you? Who are you? You are him, no, who are you!" Mrs. Mary's words were a little confused, and the "Radelle" accumulated in her body began to stir her blood, and the flames spread throughout the room Running around.

"Have you forgotten? As I just introduced, I am the attendant of His Royal Highness Mars." Sean looked straight into the lady's eyes, "I am Sean."

Madam Mary clutched her head, her vision began to be distorted and blurred, under the flames, the face of the blond young man became dark, dark, darkening continuously, and finally turned into a cold and heavy iron mask.

"Sheen...Sheen..., you are Sean Cabed! You are not dead! You are not dead!" Mrs. Mary grabbed her hair tightly. At this time, she looked like a bird in human skin. ugly monster.

"Ah, I'm not dead." Sean turned around, pushed open the window in front of him with both hands, and asked casually, "Do you want to kill me again?"

"You...must die, Sean Cabed, I will kill you, I will kill you with my own hands." Mrs. Mary's eyes were bloodshot, she was chanting a spell, the flames wrapped everything around her, her right hand finger aiming at the man standing on the windowsill.

"Kill you, I think so too." Sean looked down at the mad woman in the room who had completely lost her mind, "But I want to do more than that, my beloved mother."

"Dead...kill...you..." The flame broke away from Mrs. Mary's body and rushed towards the young man.

"By the way, did you know? A month ago, your favorite son once told me that I was his most important friend." Sean opened his arms, raised the corners of his mouth, and fell back, "I'm glad because you're about to kill me again."

"What is this?" Erics held up a small flower umbrella, and Irene stood beside him, just like him, staring at their pavilion in a daze.

In the pouring rain, there is a flame burning fiercely!The luxurious building was devoured by the raging fire in front of their eyes. The thick black smoke rushed to the sky like a huge chimney, and the white steam surrounded the building.

"Mother... Sean..." The little flower umbrella in Alex's hand fell to the ground. He subconsciously wanted to rush into the flames to save others, but Irene grabbed him with all his strength.

"Are you crazy!" Erin yelled, "Such a big fire! Are you going to rush in like this!"

"Mother, and Sean, they... are still inside!" Alex yelled back.

"Are you stupid! There are only three floors in the pavilion, and isn't Mrs. Mary a magister? She and Sean will definitely be able to escape safely." Irene grabbed Alex's arm desperately, "Let's look outside... ..."

"This is not an ordinary fire." Alex suddenly lowered his head, pulled out his arms violently, and ran towards the pavilion.Irene didn't expect such a big reaction from Erics, and she lost her balance.

Just as she was about to fall, a hand supported her waist.

"Lambert." Irene looked up.

"This is not an ordinary fire. It will not be affected by such a heavy rain. It will never go out." Lambert's expression is solemn, "This is magic, and it is extremely powerful magic."

"How could it be? Could it be... no..." Irene's face gradually turned pale, "What should we do?"

"It's too dangerous. Keep your distance and don't get close. The higher-ups of the college have paid attention, and someone will rush over soon to seal the building to prevent the fire from spreading." Lambert said calmly, "Don't be afraid, no Something will happen."

"It can't be blocked." Irene's voice was trembling, and the corners of her eyes were already red. "There are still people inside."

The flames shattered the glass, sending out countless shards as sharp as blades.

Even though he left early, Sean was still blasted out by the terrifying energy. His body was like a projectile fired from the chamber, and the hot airflow from all sides was squeezing him crazily, trying to completely smash him to pieces.

The spinning sky, howling and howling, the pain with nowhere to hide, all the feelings people feel when they are close to death are unreal.Sean was very calm. He had struggled many times in such secret gaps, but this time he knew very well that he would not die.

The living room he was in was on the third floor of the pavilion, less than a dozen feet to the north was the artificially dug lake of the college. According to his assumption, he would eventually fall into that piece of stagnant water that hadn't flowed for a long time.The huge water splash that gradually rises from the falling water will cause a lot of movement. If you are lucky, someone will salvage him soon.

The damage to his body from the whole plan is tolerable, Sean calculated silently, if he could pause for a second at the moment of falling into the water, then he would not even have the chance to feel severe pain during the whole process.

Sean closed his eyes and counted down the time of falling into the water, but what he didn't expect was that when he counted down to the last second, he didn't fall into the lake.

His fall was really paused.

"Happy to seek death, but don't want to die. How can you be such a troublesome human being in this world?"

Sean slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw was not lead-colored clouds, but strands of bright gold, which were the man's long hair blowing in the wind.

"Helaire, I won't die." Sean said softly, "You may disrupt my plan by doing so."

"Of course, of course you won't die. Because of that unfortunate contract, even if you are burned to ashes, I have to mix some water with you and squeeze you back into human form." The man's perfect face was full of anger, "Finally, I will give you It’s me who tinkers.”

"I feel guilty hearing you say that."

"If you feel guilty, just give me less trouble." Herrell said fiercely, "Or lose your attachment to this world earlier and give your body to me."

"You are really obsessed with my body." Sean asked in a muffled voice, "Do you want it so much?"

"You have to figure out that this is mine." Herrell gritted her teeth and emphasized, "Don't forget that my god bone is still in your body."

"This sounds like one body." Sean closed his eyes and said lightly.

"Merge into one? What merged into one?" Helaier frowned, and before he could figure it out, he suddenly felt a burst of warm breath spraying on his ears.

"Just want to try?" The man's hoarse voice lingered in his ears.

With a bang, intense spray exploded on the lake next to the pavilion.Herrell let go, and the man got his wish and fell into the stagnant water again.

"What a terrible human being, go to hell." The former god covered his ears and uttered the most poisonous curse viciously.