[Western Fantasy] Cardinal's Life Goal

This is a private aristocratic reception. A large area of ​​land is specially vacated next to the owner's mansion to accommodate vehicles, and there are even waiters who specialize in serving horses.

Delin helped Sears get out of the car, this rare imperial emissary who didn't wear a priest's robe looked extremely elegant in a white robe.Fang Du stood aside, struggling in his heart for a moment, and said softly: "Master..."

Sears was watching Fang Delin's appearance behind him from the corner of his eye - he was very satisfied with his vision, the delicate-faced young man looked slender and thin with a dress that stretched his figure.Delin has been hanging his head in a regular manner, and his eyelashes cast fan-shaped shadows under his eyes, which makes people itch for no reason.

A call from the butler interrupted Sears' sight.The Royal Envoy glanced over lightly, "Huh?"

"Derlin alone might—"

"Oh, no, no, Fang Du." Sears immediately interrupted him, curling up the corner of his mouth, "You don't have to follow, as long as the cute little Delin is enough."

Mr. Butler, who was hit hard, said weakly: "Then I..."

"Rest first, let's talk after the banquet." Sears made a final decision.

Delin, who was originally full of hope, let out a weak groan in his heart.

……

Into the palace.Delin walked behind Sears, looking at the hall from the corner of his eye from time to time.The nobles toasted, and the waiters bowed their heads in silence.The leather boots and high heels stepped on the plush blanket without making a sound, and the floating fire was lit in the high-hanging crystal lamp, and the light was penetrating.

People obviously know Sears.Every time the envoy walked through one side of the crowd, there was a wave of greetings.The golden mask is the symbol of Chemiye's imperial envoy, but only a small number of envoys wear masks all the time.Sears is one of them.People talked about it a lot, but they couldn't figure out the hidden meaning.

It is said that Sears God Envoy is an orphan... He has been favored by the gods for one year in the Department of Divine Art of Daqie Miya.The Pope personally summoned him, and the Holy See also acquiesced in his identity as a cardinal candidate.

Logically speaking, there is no need for him to hide his face...

Sears chatted with the nobles, and Delin had to stop thinking.As a bodyguard, his most important task is to protect Sears.

After exchanging pleasantries, it's polite.Chemier's courtesy is the same as Oswald's part, such as they both need wine.

But there is a part of the difference: Unless the agreement reached is very important, the nobles will toast themselves.Otherwise, the guards will fight for the sobriety of their masters.

The aristocrats are very cautious about socializing, even if they are greedy for alcohol, it is only one or two glasses of top-quality fruit wine... Only the guards are bound to be drunk without knowing the world of the gods, and what is more helpless is that the guards with poor wine quality are easy to attract death disaster.

Fortunately, his wine is trustworthy - Delin laughed at himself in the uncontrollable dizziness while staying silent for a long time.

Delin's alcohol capacity is very poor, almost three or four drinks can get him drunk.But the drunk Delin was still very stubborn... not falling at all.

Delin is in this state at this time.In the third cup, he could barely steal information from the conversation between Sears and the crowd, and in the sixth cup, Delin was only instinctively recording the content of the conversation... After a dozen cups, Sears stood In the almost empty hall, he looked at the young man with a pair of wet eyes staring at him with interest.

It's... unexpectedly soft, Sears thought.

"Derlin," Sears said.

Delin, who could no longer think, looked up subconsciously, and saw Sears beckoning, "Come here."

So Delin obediently walked over with mechanical steps.After he walked in front of Sears, he lowered his head hesitantly, and then took a half step back...so there was a standard distance of one meter between the two.

Sears was very novel. He thought to himself that the drunk Delin was cuter than he imagined, and said to Fang Du who had just come to the side: "Stay here tonight." The host of the banquet did provide For this convenience, "You go and arrange it."

Fang Du was stunned: "...Yes?"

Fang Du had a weird expression when he stepped back... because his young master left De Lin behind without even giving a reason.His first reaction was that the young master wanted to take the opportunity to steal the beauty - thinking about it again, it wasn't right.Is the young master that kind of superficial person?

It's easy to pry when you're drunk.

Regardless of who Sears is, let's see what's going on inside the house.

A drunk Delrin would turn out to be one of the most... serious people in the world.Sears sat upright on the edge of the bed, tapping the soft quilt with his fingertips one after another, while his eyes were glued to Delin.

"Derlin, how old are you?"

He replied blankly: "...Sixteen."

"Tsk, have you ever liked a girl?"

Still in a daze: "No."

"What's your real name, Dorin?"

This time the boy simply closed his mouth.

Sears squinted his eyes, looking at the soft boy in front of him... his heart was itchy.

He curled his lips and beckoned.Sure enough, Delin approached one meter unsuspectingly.This time Sears called again: "Come here."

Delin, who was alert even when he was drunk, instinctively estimated the strength of the two of them... After realizing that they might encounter danger if they could not pass, the boy still approached without resistance.

Sears reached out and took the boy into his arms.

He didn't quite understand what he wanted to do...maybe it was because the boy was so good-looking, or something else—such as the quiet temperament that Sears liked so much.The envoy of God accidentally did something that was not in line with his own code of conduct.

What's even more strange is that Sears felt...satisfied when Delin sat obediently in his arms.

The possessive desire is satisfied.

Sears was confused for a moment, but he quickly sorted it out.He stretched out his hand and pinched Delin's almost sensual chin, and said with a light smile, "What are you doing here at Chemiye?"

"..."

"Your identity?"

"..."

"Why are you so interested in new guests from the Holy City?"

Delin remained silent.He didn't seem to hear it, so he just stared, and was held in Sears' arms to eat tofu with a serious expression, and he stood still.

Sears sighed, knowing that he would not be able to ask any questions tonight.He waved his hand, and the divine light gathered around the two of them, lightly taking away their dirt.The God Envoy cast a gloomy glance at the boy in his arms, and said for a while, "Go to sleep."

Sears reached out and took off Durling's black frock coat, leaving only a thin shirt.Then he peeled off the boy's pants like he was playing with a doll... While avoiding the boy's skin, he also wanted to avoid the unkind fist from the boy's instinct.In the end, Sears compromised. He waved his hands and used magic spells to easily tie the boy up.

"It's because you are not very obedient." Sears said softly, and he didn't know who to tell.

The heat in the room was guaranteed by a special method, so Delin was not honorably ill.After turning off the floating lights, Sears pulled back the quilt and lay down beside Delin.

...what the hell am I doing?Sears spurned himself in his heart for being swayed by beauty.

Delin still stared at Sears with his eyes wide open, his expression confused.Sears patted the boy's head, sighed and didn't think about it any more.He said to Delin: "Close your eyes."

Delin really closed his eyes.

Sears quietly took off his mask, unable to see clearly in the dark—he reached out and took Delin into his arms, and said, "Go to sleep."

There are hardly any bells to be heard tonight.

In the silence, a good night's sleep.

The author has something to say: Only when Sears is bewitched by the emotional line can he move. Now Sears is really thinking carefully... It hurts when his son is about to be harassed