[Western Fantasy] Cardinal's Life Goal

late at night.Sears spread out the white hardcover book and placed it in front of the table.The room has been cleaned up specially by him, the required materials and scrolls are placed on the left hand side for easy access, the special quill is inserted/in the ink bottle, and the high-quality ink even emits a pleasant fragrance.

Flatten the pages, smooth them out.Sears sorted out the information of the past few days in his mind, finally held the pen holder of the quill pen, wiped off the excess ink with a towel, and finally wrote.

"About the construction of the mountains mentioned by the godfather, I preliminarily identified it as the construction of the land of waters. This is different from the location in my memory... The specific reason cannot be determined, and the trust in the later memory is temporarily reserved." Searle Si stopped the pen, put it back, and rubbed his temples tiredly.

He has always been very cautious about the use of past memories, and no one can guarantee whether the future will walk on the same path... and it is indeed the case.In the previous life, the water realm was not established in the protected area of ​​the Holy See of Chemiye. In other words-due to the lack of rights, Sanmai could only hide it among the civilian areas. It is no wonder that Delin can find get.

But this time—why, inside the mountains?

By the way... Sears remembered.Due to the recent changes in the business association, the Bran family has already deployed defenses, and the raid of the three veins has become a ridiculous self-inflicted trap.There was no gunpowder in this war, and even some of the lesser nobles could not get a complete picture of it.Not to mention civilians.But the Holy See will not allow the power struggle to become a zero-sum game. , this is because of Chemiye's "mercy".

The victor gets the results, and the temporarily defeated party also needs to be appeased.

Sanmai got the right to speak once, which was used in the site selection of the water realm.

Now everything makes sense... Sears leaned back with a headache, and crossed his hands and fingers—it really wasn’t such a good thing, victory would bring about changes, and what would reduce his weight in future games— However, everything is still going in a good way.

His frown relaxed a little, and then wrinkled again.The mask named "Tis" was put on by him again.

—there is a knock at the door.

"Who?" Sears turned sideways and put away the white book on the desktop.

The door was pushed open a crack, a familiar figure squeezed in, and closed the door again.Sears was stunned for a moment, and the lines on his face softened a bit. He smiled, and his eyes fell on the pillow in Delin's arms: "Good evening, good." With a strange pause.

Delin shook the pillow in his arms at Sears, tilted his head and asked, "The room is noisy, can I sleep here?"

"Of course." Sears' smile deepened—it's no problem to sleep here all the time, the envoy added in his heart.

So Delin threw the pillow on the Sears floor without any hesitation, and climbed on it.Sears looked at the documents at hand, and thought about today's affairs... It's almost done.Then they simply sorted and tidied them up—so that Fang Du could send them back tomorrow, so as not to miss the overall situation—and headed towards the bed.

When Delin came, he was wearing pure white pajamas and cleaned his body.At this time, he changed his posture on the soft, obviously not standard big bed, and looked back at Sears.The god made the adults take off the coat, put it on the hanger beside him, and lie down under the quilt.

Although Sears smiled calmly on his face, his heart was trembling.He looked at the pure gaze of the young man, suppressed his eagerness with "I'm about to get down to business soon, how dare you have dirty thoughts", and then hesitantly turned to the direction of the young man.Delin's performance was much more natural and taken for granted than him, and he consciously rubbed into the opponent's arms.

——This kind of unreserved look is much different from before, okay!Mr. Sears, who hadn't felt the happiness of molesting/teasing a boy for a long time, thought in his heart.

Delin grabbed Sears by the collar and fell asleep in the safety and warmth he hadn't felt for a long time.After receiving the support(?) of the great Oswald, he has made this a life goal as much as the trial.Since it is a mission—why do you have to be coy?

Of course, Sears couldn't appreciate this kind of natural attitude.

"Sears." No outsiders were present, and Delin called out Sears' name directly, "I have a question."

Holding the boy tighter, Sears was taken aback: "What?"

"Where does your hostility towards West Castle come from?"

Sears' heart tightened, but he soon relaxed again—to Delin, probably nothing?He hid the secret of rebirth very deeply, and the family members always believed that he had passed the test of the God of Chemiya and obtained the ability of "precognition".

He is also happy that they are so imaginative, after all, the sense of family honor and the feeling for the family are two different things.In such an aristocratic family, the word "feeling" was originally regarded very lightly.

But Delin, it's different...

Sears rested his chin on the boy's shoulder: "Because I know a certain possibility of future development."

Delin's eyes became serious: "Prediction"

"No." Sears responded to him, "Because—does Delin believe it? It's because this is the second time I've experienced this world."

The next moment, the boy's eyes suddenly widened, he opened his mouth slightly, and said a word - "backtracking".

Seeing the puzzled look from Sears, Delin quickly propped himself up and sat up, with a very serious expression on his face: "I once saw it in the Library Pavilion..." Those who have been selected by the gods as missions may go back in time to complete the mission. Mission'. This is a deity that transcends the mundane—has your divine power changed after going back?" Delin recalled the first time the two met, and Sears was ethereal at that time, as if standing on the edge of a realm The feeling of looking down from outside, indifferent like a glance from a god.

Sears thought about it for a while: "Maybe... I can't say." Seeing Delin's surprised look, he also became serious, "That's—"

"It's a good thing." Delin suddenly jumped forward and rolled into Sears' arms, rubbing against his chest—maybe the loneliness in his childhood caused Delin's preference for skin-to-skin contact—the mouth was stuffy He said sullenly: "This is the second case in a million years..."

Sears poked the boy's face with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Are you unhappy?"

"Unhappy." Delin said very directly, "You need to use backtracking to complete the mission, which can only mean that you have already died once."

The boy raised his head, his eyes were completely cold: "Is it?"

It seemed as if Sears just nodded his head, and he would raise the blade of Anjaka and kill all those guys.

The author has something to say: Hey, what you said yourself, anyway, the plot is still going, so I will continue to sprinkle sugar QAQ Don’t blame me for tooth decay!