[Western Fantasy] Cardinal's Life Goal

presumptuous!

Pohida fluttered her wings, hiccupped ferociously with her eyes wide open - a small fireball slowly floated out of the little guy's mouth, hit the ground with a puff and went out.

Bilu was taken aback, holding a small bowl of unknown food and looking at them in fear.Delin was a little dazed. The majestic and immature shout came from the depths of his consciousness, as if there was some little prince living in his brain.Delin struggled a few times to get out of Sears' embrace, carefully looked at the aggrieved Pohida, and completely ignored a certain adult behind him.

Sears rubbed his nose, it seems that he laughed at Yao Nie too early, and he deserved to be in such a situation.But why do little boys these days—probably referring to cute teenagers like Bilu and Delin—like such unaesthetic things?

Delin naturally couldn't answer him.The boy was squatting in front of Pohida, carefully touching the cub's wings.Compared with the manic and terrifying adult Pohida, this little guy is obviously much more cute and cute.For unknown reasons, it didn't reject Delin's approach at all, and even let out a cry of great excitement: "Chirp!"

Pohida's skin has a layer of transparent scales attached to it, which resembles a fan. Although the young Pohida's scales have not yet formed, they are still very hard. The surface is as smooth as a mirror, and they are tightly attached to the wings.In fact, the whole body of the cub is covered with scales of similar shape, but the wings are the most plump.Delin tapped the top of the cub's head again—his fingertips touched two lumps of soft meat.

Dragon characteristics.Delin thought so.

Aww—the second cry sounded, and this time Delin was quite calm.He patted Pohida's head reassuringly, and consciously took the small bowl in Bilu's hand and began to feed the little thing.

"... You don't need to come in person for this kind of work." Sears said coolly, his voice was so strong that there was no doubt that he was suppressing jealousy, "Derlin, we still have other jobs—the godfather is here Wait for us."

Delin looked at Lord Yushang apologetically, and those beautiful black eyes seemed to dim for a moment.Then he handed the bowl back to Bilu, and said softly to the cub: "Be obedient."

The little guy who was going to flutter his wings really calmed down, and watched the "presumptuous human being" take away the delicious boy with aggrieved eyes.The servants came over again, bringing mediocre food—boring routine.

……

"I never thought that there would be a demonic beast that would become my rival in love."

Sears' expression didn't improve until he returned to the carriage. Facts have proved that God Envoy is also a mortal in a certain sense, and he is outrageously childish when he falls in love.De Lin was caught by Master Yushang's sharp gaze, and he changed the topic a little embarrassedly: "It probably just regards me as a family member, Yushang—"

"Just met and wanted to drag you back to its dirty lair??"

"No..." The young man leaned over helplessly, "It's because I and Pohida have similar blood flowing in our bodies."

Sears froze for a moment, "The blood of the Dragon God..."

Delin nodded, "Pohida probably has a trace of the blood of the dragon god in her body, Yushang... When I go out to fight, I plan to communicate with this cub a little bit, maybe this kind of intimacy can become another card for us. "

There was a moment of silence in the carriage, and when the omen of parting came out of the boy's mouth, there was a sense of loss. The two of them tried to avoid this topic these days, but the effect was not good.The sound of wheels rolling over gravel surrounded the small compartment, and the frozen air seemed to have forgotten how to flow.Sears looked at the piece of flannel covering the car window and said softly: "I will come back safely, I promise."

Delin didn't answer.

"Chemier is kind. He will never take my life just because my lover is an Oswald, and your god will certainly not mind returning the man who loves you so much."

"Maybe I'm going to screw things up badly—"

"How can it be, my Delin. I will always believe in you, you and your knife are one, invincible."

The trust between the two men was the most thorough, even though Delin looked very immature, even Sears was still worried.Durling needs to grow, he has to grow.

The boy turned his head to look at the serious man beside him, and finally said: "I can do everything."

Sears kisses his sweetheart: "Of course."

Ten days later, the sky was dark.

The heavy morning was darker than the sky, and the noises of the past were dispersed, and thick dark clouds smeared over the city, the streets were wide, and the Holy Army waited quietly.A cold shadow was reflected on the glazed windows of the building. Ten thousand elite soldiers of the Holy Army were arranged in a neat rectangle, wearing silver light armor and each holding a weapon.

Delin is now beside Sears, and the two are standing at the top of the sentry tower.The sentry tower is not far from Chemiye Cathedral, and you can see the panorama of the central square of Mengzhong from the top of the tower.Looking down now, you can see a small array of silver dots, like a part of some kind of machinery.

The two masked figures leaned on the railing, and the scene was a bit haunting no matter how you looked at it.

Sears' momentum today is particularly turbulent. Under the robe, there are knee pads and arm guards engraved with divine patterns.The shoulder pads are dark gold, with tassels hanging from the edges.A slight change to the envoy's attire turned Sears from a suave gentleman (in every sense of the word) into a general, but he was short of a sword.

There is an extra sword on Delin's back. The length of an adult's forearm is short, and the blade is extremely narrow, thin and light.The scabbard of the sealing knife is painted white, which is very conspicuous.This is a command sword, which can be understood as an ornament, but it is actually the baton of the Holy Army.

The two were very close, talking softly shoulder to shoulder.After a few days of practice, Delin finally stepped into the circle of conspirators with half a foot, and Sears thoughtfully let Fang Du complete the remaining half step for the young man.Now Lord Yushang is making the final conclusion for Delin, "Choose a good way to go. If you can't find a way, then cut one out."

Delin understood this sentence most clearly.

"...I have always thought that a fool who is still discussing business affairs when parting from his lover is hopeless." Sears sighed, completely ignoring the poor guards behind him who were trying to pretend to have lost all five senses, giving I gave the boy a warm and lingering hug.The damn golden mask blocked his sincere kiss, which must have been tempered by Chemiye.

Delin hugged the sullen and murderous Lord Yushang back, then took off the sword behind his back and put it on for Sears.

Mr. Fang Du, who had just reached the top of the tower, was very surprised. He quickly glanced around——the guards bowed their heads very sincerely, as if the new boots issued by the Holy See were very interesting.

——Master, this kind of couple... oh no, it's a traditional ceremony for the couple, and it's really not suitable for the public to do it!

But all he could say was, "The carriage has arrived."

A slight tremor was approaching, and looking down from the height, a four-meter-long "horse" arrived with a carriage wrapped in iron vines on its back.It was a tamed demon beast, and it was the commander's mount. Countless young people longed to sit on the horse's back, but now they just stood in front of the Chemiere Cathedral, behind the pope, gnashing their teeth.

"If I am found standing here, I will be scolded." Sears twirled the ring carelessly, then turned and walked out.Delin didn't move, and didn't make a sound, just quietly staring at the red robe with gold silk tattooing disappearing at the steps of the sentry tower.The guards bowed their heads to follow, but Fang Du did not move.

Then Delin glanced into the distance again—the whole Mengzhong became the size of a palm, as delicate as a glazed vessel for playing with, and could be controlled with one hand.

"Let's go too." Delin said softly, Fang Du bent over and bowed deeply.