His Highness the Son moves the cat online

"I also heard about this. Someone captured a newly transformed orange monster in Cangyue Continent." Hopps adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose and said, "It's a female who is also very beautiful. Those who captured her sold her on the black market."

"Oh? Just sold it to the black market?"

"Yes, the black market back then was known as the underground kingdom, and it was simply another world." Hopps said, "You can find everything you want in the black market, and of course...the price is not cheap."

Wu Meiren rubbed his chin when he heard the words, he didn't know much about the black market, this kind of secretly held activities in the Temple of Light has never been seen, Wu Meiren has never seen it before, but now he heard Hopps say so, he was born A trace of curiosity.

"What happened to that orange-rank monster?" Wu Meiren wanted to know the final result: "Since the orange-rank monster appeared before, why does it become a legend now?"

"It's a bit complicated to say." Hopps glanced lightly at Feng Jia, who was crossing his legs, and poured himself a glass of red wine before slowly saying, "It should be that he was suddenly interrupted on the way to transform into a human form, and then caused Her differentiation was not successful, so... this monster retains some racial characteristics."

"...Racial traits?"

"Well, it belongs to the characteristics of a monster." Hopps narrowed his eyes slightly: "Her prototype is a phantom butterfly. She was forcibly interrupted during the transformation and left a pair of phantom wings. Because of this...she later will suffer some torture."

"Ah, I've heard the story behind it." Feng Jia said lazily with her cheeks propped up, "The magicians who captured him broke off half of her wing, and sold her to the black market immediately after sex."

"This is just a part of the process. According to records, the remaining half of the butterfly's wing was finally ripped off." Hopps sipped his red wine and muttered: "Well, it seems that she was sold to... the Temple of Light? "

Wu Meiren frowned fiercely.

"It seems so, but because she was interrupted during the transformation, her strength is actually not very powerful." Feng Jia reached out and picked up a glass of red wine and shook it: "At that time, the cardinal of the Temple of Light paid a lot of money to buy her , As a result, after a few days, the other half of the butterfly's wings were traded on the black market."

"After that... the cardinal died inexplicably, and the orange-rank monster Phantom Butterfly disappeared." Hopes looked at Feng Jia: "It is rumored that Phantom Butterfly has been weakened too much... Then, It was directly refined into a weapon by the Temple of Light."

Feng Jia didn't speak, but just let out a chuckle.

On the other hand, the witch beauty's fingertips felt a little cold, and he suddenly remembered that when he met the Pope, he had seen the scepter flashing by in the other's hand.

Although it was only for a moment, Wu Meiren still vaguely noticed the difference in the scepter. Now that I think about it, Wu Meiren finally realized why the scepter was wrong, because the middle half of it was obviously made of bone.

In fact, there is a rumor circulating in the Temple of Light. It is said that a pope once met a beautiful woman on the way of inspection. Because she was obsessed with the Pope himself, that woman joined the church and became a loyal believer in the Temple of Light. But in the end, that The woman died of a sudden serious illness.

When she was dying, the woman gave the Pope a wooden box, which was said to contain the smelting materials she had treasured for many years. Immediately afterwards, the beautiful woman died, and the materials in the wooden box were also forged into a handle. The scepter is now the Pope's staff - the holy light of redemption.

The scepter handed down by the popes of all ages... Witch Beauty's scalp felt a little numb. In this way, the scepter is very likely made of the bone of a monster, and the one that can be so cherished by the popes of the past... is only an orange-rank monster. The woman in the famous story is actually the orange rank monster.

The Temple of Light just fabricated a poignant love story to cover up the bloody and cruel facts.

"Witch?" Feng Jia noticed something wrong with Beauty Wu's complexion and asked quickly, "What's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, but my stomach feels a little uncomfortable." Wu Meiren shook her head.

"In this case, let's go back first." Feng Jia stood up while supporting Wu Meiren's arm. He looked at Hopes and nodded lightly: "We'll talk about it another day, Mr. Jin."

"Oh...Okay." Hopps hastily opened the door for the two of them: "...you two, go slowly."

Wu Meiren didn't notice Hopps' unusual treatment of Feng Jia because of the orange-rank monster. He gradually came back to his senses when he got out of the Garden of Eden and was blown by the cool wind.

Turning her head to look at Feng Jia who was supporting her, Wu Meiren quickly moved her arms and thanked, "I'm fine, thank you Jiaer."

"Your complexion is not very good." Feng Jia frowned: "Is it because of the story just now?"

Wu Meiren's lips moved but she didn't speak.

"Actually, it's not difficult to understand. Anyone who finds an orange monster will do this. The fault is... that monster's own strength is not enough." Feng Jia approached Wu Meiren and said softly: "What if the transformation is interrupted? What if she At that time, if you fought desperately, you might be able to drag your enemies to die together."

The witch beauty swallowed her saliva, and said after a while, "Jaer, I heard that someone used the body of a monster to make a weapon, even if it is my own contracted monster?"

"Contract monsters will also be injured. Once they lose their value, most magicians will take such measures." Feng Jia said casually: "This is generally accepted common sense, isn't it?"

"But, after all, the contracted monsters have been with the magician for so long...how could they be so cruel..."

"Witch." Feng Jia suddenly interrupted Wu Meiren. He stared down at Wu Meiren's black pupils, and said with a strange expression: "For human beings, a monster is an item to enhance their own strength...it can make them produce What you rely on is a magic pet, not a contracted monster."

"But……"

"Do you know how many contracted monsters have lost their value, leaving the final fatal blow to the master magician?" Feng Jia tilted her head and said: "Actually, thinking about it now, Wu, you are right not to find contracted monsters." of."

"…What's the meaning?"

"Because, if you want to abandon the contracted monster in the end, I'm thinking... maybe your contracted monster will not be ruthless to kill you." Feng Jia suddenly laughed softly: "You will make the monster become attached, if I It's your contract monster... Maybe you broke my bones, and I won't pierce your throat with sharp claws."

Wu Meiren frowned because she didn't understand: "What nonsense, you are not a monster."

"I'm just saying it casually, because I've seen many incidents of monsters killing their masters." Feng Jia looked at the witch beauty's eyes and slowly raised the corners of her mouth: "If the world was full of people like you, monsters would definitely be fighting for it." Let you be the master."

"Unless it is absolutely necessary, I won't go looking for a monster to sign a contract." The witch beauty raised her foot and walked forward: "My second dog is still detained by Mr. Jin in the Garden of Eden. Raising one is enough for me to worry about."

Feng Jia smiled lightly and said nothing. After returning to the dormitory, Wu Meiren went to take a shower. When he came out after wiping his hair, he saw Feng Jia jumping into his dormitory from the outside through the window.

Witch beauty "...=mouth=!"

"Knock on the door and you won't open it, so I can only come in like this." Feng Jia should have just finished taking a shower, with a trace of moisture in her hair, and a pillow under her arm.

At this moment, he waved his hand at Wu Meiren with a smile on his face and said, "I accidentally collapsed the bed, can I stay overnight?"

Wu Meiren: "... yes, but... why did your bed collapse?"

Feng Jia: "When I was practicing magic, I hit the foot of the bed with too much force, and it collapsed."

Witch beauty: "..."

"Hey, I just want to ask you something right now." Feng Jia put the pillow on Wu Meiren's bed, tilted her head and smiled.

"What's the matter?" The witch beauty stepped forward, "Is it about magic?"

Feng Jia nodded: "That's right, do you know the fusion of combined magic elements?"

"...I know." The witch beauty sat down at the table, he hung the towel in his hand aside, and opened the book in front of him: "I am currently reading a book written by His Royal Highness Digar, which mentioned the combination of magic elements. fusion process."

The witch beauty didn't have the habit of using magic to dry her hair, so Feng Jia walked up behind him, picked up a towel beside her and wiped the witch beauty's long, raven-colored hair for him.

The soft long hair wrapped around his fingertips with a hint of fragrance, Feng Jia subconsciously narrowed his eyes, he inexplicably wanted to hold a strand of black hair and put it on his lips for a soft kiss, but...Feng Jia still held back.

"Well, I'm sorry to trouble you." Wu Meiren looked sideways at Feng Jia and continued: "I found that it is relatively easy to fuse elements with similar attributes, but it is very difficult to fuse water and fire. How do you agree with the outside world...the view that fire and water are incompatible?"

"Oh?" Feng Jia raised her eyebrows slightly, and a smile flashed across her eyes: "Dijiaer actually raised the same point of view as you, but it was directly rejected by the Magic Association."

"Well, he made a lot of complaints in the book." Wu Meiren looked at the book and sighed: "This Highness is really... well, straightforward?"

Feng Jia couldn't hold back a 'poof' laugh, he couldn't help sniffing a strand of black hair on the tip of his nose and chuckled lightly, "Straightforward personality? If other people know what you say about Di Jia... ...It is estimated that I will be pissed off."

"Oh?" Wu Meiren raised her eyebrows: "Why do you say that?"

"It seems that you really don't pay much attention to the palace, and you don't understand the situation." Feng Jia said with a smile: "Most of the aristocrats' evaluations of Di Jiaer are scheming and hiding their knives, only like Chris... who only looks at the face. Pursue him, otherwise you think that the eldest prince Lockes has been alive and kicking for so long, and he still dare not tear himself apart with Di Jia until today."

"I've actually heard a little about His Royal Highness Lockes." The witch beauty closed the book in front of her: "Chris told me a rumor before, it is said that His Royal Highness Lockes and His Royal Highness Digar were not born to the same mother... but , it is said that this is just a rumor.”

"Oh, there's been a lot of dirty things in the palace." Feng Jia stretched out her hand to comb the witch beauty's long hair, and suddenly said with a chuckle: "If I want to spend my life with someone in the future, I will only treat you in this life." He is good alone, and will never give anyone a chance to take advantage of it."