A Chime Below the Throne [Interstellar]

Homan stood there dumbfounded, feeling extremely complicated in his heart.As a sentinel, I can't even kill a low-grade idiot dog who can only smirk, but Ludwig, a guide, can beat seven or eight B and C-level sentries with his bare hands.

The uncontrollable feeling of jealousy and dissatisfaction in front of the powerful force of the guide, intertwined with the excitement of wanting to conquer, this is the first time the third prince has tasted such an indescribable feeling.

Homan, who has always been very intuitive, faintly felt the disharmony between Ludwig's powerful force and his status as a guide, and even——

He even felt that he shouldn't be a guide at all.

It's just that this idea flashed through Homan's mind, and then it was captured by unexpected events.

"Whoosh!"

Ludwig, who seemed to be in deep thought, suddenly threw a stone without warning.

The stiff Homan dodged sideways in embarrassment, and the parrot standing on Ludwig also turned his head, and his eyes met his eyes.

Homan froze.Then he couldn't move his whole body.

The eyes of this strange budgerigar are straight and penetrating, piercing into his soul.An inexplicable sense of déjà vu, like a key clicked to open a lock, suddenly it was clear but surrounded by smoke, but it was unclear what it was.

Something seemed to be kinked together, and even Homan felt that he could look at him through the budgerigar's gaze.

what is this?

Why is this happening?

what happened?

What the hell is this bird?

The budgerigar seemed to feel the unusual connection between himself and Homan, and looked at him with his head tilted, without turning his head.

There are more doubts than one, piled up into mysteries and intertwined.

However, before Homan could speak, the black dragon Simon behind him roared and rushed out towards Ludwig.

Oops!

This guy Simon has been following him!

"Come back!" Homan shouted.

Simon has always been uncontrollable, how could he turn around because of this sentence, and spit out a cloud of black flames.

Is it amazing to learn to breathe fire? ! ? !

Ludwig seemed to be surprised to see Simon, but when Simon attacked, he quickly reacted and fought back and forth at a very fast speed for several rounds.

Simon yelled happily, and rushed towards Ludwig again.

The budgerigar, which always knows how to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, came over with its small wings waving, and landed on Homan's shoulder affectionately.

Homan, who was about to rush into the battle to pull Simon back, froze. He had never come into contact with such a soft creature.

A small ball of feathers, the colors are messy, bright red, yellow, green, blue, but unexpectedly harmoniously blended together, so soft that it is about to melt.

Homan slowly stretched out his hand and rubbed its soft little head. The parrot was quite sensible, tilting its head against his fingers and rubbing it.

The warm temperature of the fingertips was transmitted to the spirit little by little, and Homan realized that he could no longer hear the background sound of the fight.

The budgerigar obviously also felt very comfortable, at least his own guide owner had never touched it like this, so it raised its head and decided to give this person who appeared out of nowhere a compliment: "This place is much shorter than Ludwig's. gone."

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Locking himself in the school men's toilet cubicle, Homan frowned.Although the body is fixed in place, the consciousness extends infinitely, as if following a flying creature to fly through the white confusion, and go deep into the abyss that does not exist.

He even saw light-colored hair tails and golden eyes.

Ludwig.

The consciousness extended by the unknown master is still following, and the body that is involved in this end is extremely heavy, as if the pain is stretched.

"Roar!"

Simon roared and pulled Homan back.

Breaking out in a cold sweat, Homan opened his eyes and finally confirmed it.For some reason, his consciousness kept following the budgerigar.

It's not the first time this week.

That day, after Ludwig tidied up Simon, he looked at Homan strangely for a while, and said in a fierce tone like sending off other sentries: "Don't follow me."

Although the budgerigar had a mean mouth, it seemed that it was very reluctant to give up on Homan, and its paws were tightly clutching his shoulders.

Ludwig grabbed the parrot with one hand and left.

The budgerigar kept stretching its neck and calling at Homan: "I won't go, I won't go."

This chirping parrot is probably Ludwig's companion animal.

"Shh!"

Ludwig's walking pace stopped, his pupils shrank, and his right hand reflexively wanted to grab the unkind wrist of the visitor, but the opponent deftly dodged it.

A moment later, the sentinel with green pupils stood in front of him, holding a dagger in one hand and a strand of silver hair in the other.

Ludwig narrowed his eyes, revealing a dangerous light.

Facts have proved that the cunning Homan has never been a guy who sits and waits to die, and standing stupidly has never been his style.When Ludwig was wrestling with those sentries, he secretly observed Ludwig's punching angle and fighting methods carefully, and came to a clear conclusion: this guy has not received professional training at all. .

His terrifying fighting power is not due to skills, it is entirely due to his five senses and reflexes beyond ordinary people, his terrifying strength, the degree of stretching without dead ends established by superior muscles, and his beast-like instinct.

This discovery gave Homan an opportunity. You know, he has been dubbed "overuse of skills" by physical training teachers. Even if he can't beat Ludwig's "absolute strength" Actually, it's not like you won't get any benefits.

Homan smiled slyly, and calmly stuffed those strands of golden hair under the sun into a small bottle: "It's so enthusiastic, then I'll accept it with difficulty."

Ludwig, who was molested by words, paused.

The time dragged on for a long time, and the clothes behind Homan's excited back were wet, and he was in high spirits.He imagined that impatience made Ludwig's fair skin swell pink, and he swung his fist fiercely on his face, and even lost control because of anger.Or violently kicked him in the stomach with his strong long legs, and was subdued by him and pressed to the ground.

And the reality is, there is nothing.

Except for that budgerigar with purring eyes.

Ludwig strode away.

Didn't even look back.

Homan choked in his throat, and suddenly felt that the knot in his hand turned into irony.

As everyone knows, Ludwig's eyes are spraying red flames behind his back, and every step he takes seems to be stepping on the ground.

Pulling his consciousness back to the present, Homan wiped the sweat from his forehead.

He still overestimated himself, and Ludwig didn't care about anyone at all.So it is impossible to put him in the eyes.

No, maybe he just walked away out of concern for his royal status?Or is it simply an unexpected liking for him?

How many people in this world have been handed a handkerchief by Ludwig?Thinking of this, Homan was inexplicably excited——

"Snapped!"

The vial containing the light-colored hair fell to the floor.

Homan suddenly woke up.He picked up the vial and stared at it for a long time.

Such a strange thing happened, and he was still thinking about such an inexplicable thing. No wonder there is an old saying that a hero is sad and a beauty passes.

What is more important now is to find out why he always wanders to Ludwig with a seemingly absent spirit.Is it really fascinated by it?

Simon seemed to know what Homan was thinking, and let out a "chi" sound, which startled Homan.This guy has become more obedient since he was praised,

Homan went straight to the library.

After soaking all afternoon, I got very little information.It is simply unheard of for a sentinel to be able to mentally contact another guide's companion beast.

"Of course, after years of reconciliation between a pair of sentinel guides, when the mental synchronization rate reaches [-]%, it is theoretically feasible to form the other party's spiritual body."

combine.

Not to mention being married to Ludwig, he himself is not even an adult, so why talk about a marriage?Underage, how to combine?As soon as he talked about becoming an adult, he couldn't help thinking of the fact that he had no spiritual connection with the companion beast Simon.

Homan put down the heavy book in his hand, rubbed his temples, and found short bright red hair on one side of his head.

It turned out to be the boy named Wood, who was leisurely reading a book by the window.

Homan blinked his eyes thoughtfully, only took one look, put away his things and left.

As soon as I left the library, I received a letter of thanks from Marshal Bampas.

Marshal Bampas said that the candidate recommended by Homan is very favorable to him, and he can have more contacts when he is free.

After turning off the optical brain, Homan sneered.

It seems that it is right to change the way of thinking, instead of trying to squeeze in by yourself, but to exchange the marshal's favor with a suitable candidate.It's a pity that this can't stop the fact that Fergus, Homan wants to vomit blood, and his two urgent things-adulthood and entering the iris, are all taken up by this shit-beating civilian, and he is still here squatting.

I don't know if it was because he was very angry. Prince Homan, who was ill for two days and suffered a serious illness for three days, was in a daze. He stood against the wall for a while.

Probably the unconscious spiritual connection with the parrot made the nerves too tense.After reaching this conclusion, Homan realized that he hadn't closed his eyes for two nights and was sweating profusely. If he continued like this, he would become mentally weak sooner or later.

Let's go to the dormitory to rest for a while.

It's just that the words "Tian Sui Ren Wish" have never had anything to do with Homan.