before he was crowned king

"It's nothing, I, I... baked some desserts and wanted to bring them to you." Lilian's voice became smaller and smaller, "In the end, I found out that you and Alex were out when I came."

"We went to buy it outside the city. It's because of the mine." Sean looked at Lilian, only to see that Lilian was holding a flower-patterned plate, and there were two diamond-shaped scones on the plate, which were baked yellow and crispy. The crust is dusted with a thick layer of icing sugar.

"Come in and sit down." Sean took the plate and opened the door of the study, while Lilian stood there, motionless.

"No, I, I'm just here to bring you afternoon tea."

"It looks delicious." Sean looked at the girl and frowned slightly, "Lilian, what happened?"

"No, it's nothing, just... There are still seven days, you--" Lilian lowered her head and hesitated to speak.

"Well, I know, your birthday is coming soon." Sean said softly, "Is there any special gift you want?"

Lilian's hands clenched slightly, and her heart felt like it was about to be torn apart.

At this time, she suddenly remembered that since the acquaintance, she would receive a gift prepared by a man every year on her birthday.Last year it seemed to be a canary, beautiful, but she couldn't remember where it went.

Maybe it flew away quietly from the golden cage, or maybe it died and was cleaned up by the servants.

"Anything is fine, as long as you send it, I will be very happy." Lilian suddenly raised her head and grabbed the man's sleeve, "On my birthday, I plan to invite many friends to the manor to celebrate, if you are free , can you join me this year?"

"Of course, if you want me to appear." Sean said calmly.

"Thank you, Sean." Lilian let go of her hand, with a smile on her face, "You continue to work, I will write the invitation letter for next week's banquet."

The door was gently closed.

Sean sighed inaudibly, and put the dessert that Lilian sent on the table.

Before he could get to the chair, there was another creaking sound of the door opening behind him.

"Did you forget something—" Sean subconsciously thought that Lilian had forgotten something, so he turned back to look for him.

But when he turned his head, there was no one at the door of the study.

Shane frowned.

"Here." Someone called him from the back right.

Sean turned his head abruptly, and saw a blond man in a black silk shirt lazily leaning against the window sill, looking at the scenery with a blank expression.

This face—

Is it the man he dreamed about?

Sean narrowed his eyes slightly, walked slowly to the man's side with a cane, hesitated for a moment, and suddenly raised his hand to hold the man's arm.

To his surprise, he really touched the softness and smoothness of the silk cloth, and really felt the warm body temperature of the man.

"Human, how long are you going to continue your rude behavior?" There was a little sullenness in the man's voice.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend, I just wanted to confirm your existence." Sean withdrew his hand, "If it's convenient, can you please explain yourself? Now, and that night."

The man sneered slightly, then turned his head, his dark rose eyes turned, "You asked me to explain? Didn't you summon me? Human."

"Summoning... you mean the magic circle?" Sean paused, "Are you really a god?"

"Yes." The man smacked his mouth impatiently.

"What kind of god are you?" Sean continued to ask.

"Your reaction is very strange." The man's eyes were sharp, as if he could see the essence of Sean through the iron mask, "Knowing that I am a god, as a human being, you shouldn't bow to me the first time Do you pay homage?"

"Do you want to do this even if you don't have faith?" Sean looked into the man's eyes and asked earnestly, "If I don't do it, will the gods hurt me?"

The man seemed amused by Sean's words, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, "Of course not, the gods don't care what humans do, they won't be angry about it, they won't be happy about it, they won't hate it, and they won't Have mercy on him."

"But, last time we met, you seemed displeased when you saw me?" Sean looked at the tall figure walking towards the desk.

"It's normal. If someone wakes you up while you're asleep, even a god will be angry." The man shrugged and looked at the scones on the table with interest, "Relax, I won't be today, I'm here to find You, I want to talk to you about the contract."

"Contract?" Sean couldn't help thinking of the legendary stories about demons tempting human souls.

"It should be here." The man pointed to his neck.

Sean knowingly walked to the mirror, unbuttoned his neckline, and stretched out around his neck, a bloody magic circle appeared at some point.

The texture of the magic circle is similar to that of the magic circle.

"This is the magic circle for the interaction between ancient humans and gods. Those who cast the magic circle can see the summoned gods, and have the right to talk and trade with the gods. Don't you know?"

"I know, that's why I summoned you." Sean buttoned his collar meticulously. He was about to say something, but was interrupted by the man's sudden surprise.

"Huh? This is so sweet." The man was eating the scones sent by Lilian. "It's surprisingly delicious. Don't you want to try it?"

"You can touch things. Sean narrowed his eyes and closed the door of the study with a cane, "Can others see you?And this scone. "

"Why not? Don't worry, only you can see me, including this scone." The man seemed satisfied with the scone in his hand, "Do you mind if I eat it all?"

"Please." Sean's eyelids drooped.

He had no intention of eating.

Just now he smelled a faint scent of perfume on Lilian's body, which was the [Swan Crown] he gave to Mrs. Mary.

"Why don't you eat it? Is it because it's poisonous?" the man asked casually.

"No, I just don't like anything too sweet," Sheen said.

"The sweet taste can satisfy people's stomach. You should try it." The man put the last bite of scones covered in sugar into his mouth. "Dessert can redeem the soul of the bitter."

Sean looked at the man leaning on the table, which was completely different from the god's appearance, and the god's behavior seemed a little unserious.

"Can I trade with you now?" Sean asked.

"No." The man raised his eyelids and refused decisively, "Because I have no intention of making a deal with you."

"Why? Is there no room for negotiation?"

"No. Because there is nothing interesting about your whole body. No, there is no emotion, and the whole soul is like a pool of stagnant water." The man smiled, "And most importantly, you are dying."

"This is the advice given to you by the grace of the gods."

"Is that so? I see, thank you." Sean didn't stand for a long time, and sat down at the desk.

"Thank you? What kind of reaction is this? You don't believe my judgment?" The man was very dissatisfied with Sean's flat reaction.

"No, I believe what you said." Sean didn't even look up, he picked up the quill and started working, "In the current situation, the possibility of my death is indeed very high."

"What a strange person, forget it." The man froze for a moment, then waved his hand, as if he was about to leave.

"Wait a minute." The quill stopped, and Sean raised his head to stop the man, "I want to ask you for a favor."

"Don't remember? I said I wouldn't trade with you."

"But you ate the dessert my wife made for me." Sean took out the brown suitcase from under the table, "So there are no free desserts in the world."

"You—" the man's face was a little ugly, "a black-hearted human being."

"Equivalent exchange is just for you to send something, it won't be too much trouble."

"Just this once, don't expect me to help you again, human." The man picked up the brown suitcase with a sullen face and walked out.

When the door slammed shut, the whole study fell into a silent silence.

At the same time, in the winding underground of Rose Manor.

The old housekeeper Thomas walked carefully on the damp underground stone steps with an oil lamp.

"Miss Lilian, please be careful where you step. This used to be the place where the master studied alchemy. After the master went, the madam ordered people to seal all the doors here, leaving only the last room."

"This is where Miss Dinia's last things are stored." The old butler took out a copper-yellow key from his waist, and the broken iron door made a strange creaking sound.

Candles on the four walls were lit sequentially.

"That's—" Lilian's pupils shrank, and there was a huge oil painting in a silver frame hanging in front of her.

The oil painting shows a dark-haired woman with a baby in her arms.

"This is Miss Dinia, Viscount Norman's mistress, and the child she gave birth to." The old butler sighed, "This is the current Viscount Sean."

"Arix... and Sean are really half-brothers?" Lilian's voice was trembling, "This matter... Sean, he, he shouldn't know."

"Miss Lilian, haven't you seen the face of the Viscount?" the old butler asked.

"I—" Lilian was stunned.

She really never seemed to care about the appearance of that man behind his face.

"Hey, if you have seen the intact face of the Viscount with your own eyes, you will find how similar Viscount Sean and Mr. Alex are. When the two were very young, the master often couldn't tell the difference. .”

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-03-2420:59:14~2020-03-2520:54:07期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the landmine: February, don't delay me to see a beauty;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 36 bottles of Night Tour Cat; 10 bottles of Physical Cat and Achen; 3 bottles of Ziyy; 1 bottle of online class that I didn’t watch;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!