Plane Knight Trials

Seeing the reminder from the plane contactor, Cheng Zhen understood, frowned slightly, passed by the deacon, and walked out of the bedroom full of black magic props.

[The black magic breath is weak, safe. 】

It seems that there is indeed an undetectable dark enchantment hidden in it.Such a dark enchantment can allow the user of black magic to instantly increase the magic power dozens of times in a specific space.

This kind of power is very dangerous, unless Cheng Zhen transforms into a dragon shape, even the current him may not be able to handle it.

Sure enough, as soon as I left the room, a safety reminder followed.

"Master?..." The man followed him out of the room, with a hoarse and sexy voice that came from behind: "You...what are you thinking?"

Cheng Zhen sorted out his chaotic thoughts: "...Why do you want to study black magic? It's said in the book that it will eat you back, isn't it? Once you don't control it well, it may even devour your soul..."

"That's true," the man put his fingers on his shoulders from behind, and his breath blew in his ears, "...but to me, compared to losing my soul... a life of mediocrity and mediocrity... is more terrifying!"

"..." Cheng Zhen didn't speak.

The man whispered in his ear: "Master?"

"..."

A low-pitched chuckle sounded behind him, with a bit of cold mockery, as if he had regained the strict yet tender butler to him: "The room is full of black magic barriers, aren't you used to it?"

"..."

"Oh... there is one more thing I need you to understand..." The man's cold and cold voice sounded again: "Although we just had a... physical relationship... but it doesn't change anything. With your current magical attainments, you want to rely on dragon spells Standing at the top and looking down on the entire continent is simply a dream...so, I still have the qualifications to train and guide you."

The man turned to him, his sharp eyes covering Cheng Zhen: "...I hope you will always keep this in mind."

Cheng Zhen felt something stirring in his body. It was an ordinary conversation, but now it made Cheng Zhen almost unable to think. He tried his best to control his reason and clarity, and said the words that should be asked: "...my father once Did you say that you were going to be adopted? Why didn't I know about this?"

"Ah, you said that..."

The man paced back and forth in front of him, thoughtful.

The candlesticks in the corridor have coated the simple and carved corridor with a layer of brilliance, and the jumping sparks are like shining glory, covering the entire corridor mottled.

In the dark night, the man's face was full of laziness after a love affair, but there was a trace of coldness and clarity in his expression.The flames behind the butler suddenly sprang up, exuding arrogance and arrogance, and a cluster of flames that tore through the dark night rose behind the man.

Looking at Cheng Zhen, the man's eyes had already restrained his charm, showing a bleak look, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him: "That's true, but I knew at that time that without the support of strong magic power, all Promises are all feeble illusions. Your father used this as a bait and hoped that I could teach you, and I just needed a reason to cover up my real purpose of coming to the Marquis's Mansion. Everyone takes what they need..."

Cheng Zhen was puzzled: "But what if you become a deacon? The same is to bow down to the nobles."

"This... how should I put it... I can do my best to push you to become a royal guard, enter the tent of His Highness Prince Mukuro, and become his supervisor in the future..."

The man hooked the corners of his lips: "...In exchange, after the prison, you must provide me with an identity, an aristocratic identity. This is easy for you, without any loss." After a pause, he chuckled and said: " ...So, from this point of view, we are allies on the same front... We all win, we all lose, don't we?"

"that's it?"

"Of course..." The man stated quietly, his body under the firelight was illuminated by the moonlight, casting a long shadow in the night.

The fire is full of light, and accompanied by the crackling sound of the fireplace downstairs, the soft orange light dances like elves jumping away, singing psychedelic dance steps in rhythm.

'Since fate can be changed on the magic plane, why do you want to reverse the cause and effect on the mirror plane? After all, Cheng Zhen didn't ask this sentence.

The room fell into a momentary silence.

"...Master?"

"...you rest." Cheng Zhen took a step forward, held his cheek and kissed the corner of his lips: "...you are too tired, have a good sleep, huh?"

Cheng Zhen was about to turn around and leave, but was stopped by a man.

"Tomorrow, there will be your commendation meeting. You should also take a good rest. I am looking forward to your performance tomorrow."

There was nothing to say all night, and the twilight of the morning gradually rendered her warmth to the entire castle.The soft glow with vitality is cast in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, creating a warm color...the white snow outside the window is just like yesterday...Cheng Zhen opened his eyes on the bed...but something in his heart...is different from yesterday.

The young housekeeper knocked on the door as usual, and came in to serve Cheng Zhen to wash up.As usual, the black uniform still outlines the smooth lines of the body, and the high neckline looks rigid and abstinent... Except for a slightly tired expression, Cheng Zhen can hardly catch any trace of yesterday's happiness.

Sitting on the head of the bed, Cheng Zhen pulled the man who was standing aside to serve him closer, stretched out his hand to caress his back, along the ditch under his clothes to his buttocks, and asked softly: "...does it still hurt? "

"Master," the man raised his eyebrows with the tray in his hand, "I think you forgot that I am not only the chief deacon of the manor, but also a magician. Could it be that even this small wound can't be treated?"

"Did I hurt you yesterday?" Cheng Zhen raised his head and asked with a smile.

"It's your first time, if you can't do well, I can understand you... If you also need this in the morning, I'm sorry I can't help you... I don't want you to make any mistakes at the commendation meeting, please save your energy and attention ..." With a touch of malicious teasing, the man reminded: "...Also, I hope you can drink the cup of deer milk in my hand in a polite manner, and don't use up your breakfast like this again... "

Cheng Zhen laughed and didn't answer, but obediently took the tonic that the deacon had prepared for him.

Under the service of "Liancheng", Cheng Zhen washed, dressed and ate as usual.

Standing in front of the huge mirror standing on the ground, he changed into a dress commensurate with the status of the prince of the Marquis. It was a tough military uniform with epaulets, which was passed down from generation to generation; the luxurious and low-key dark gray clothing was only embroidered in the dark, showing The dignity of the nobility, and the shining dragon and sword on the shoulder straps show the honor of the family.

Now this set of dresses that accompanied the ancestors to participate in countless grand ceremonies has been re-sewed according to Cheng Zhen's figure, ironed and tailored, making Cheng Zhen's body more robust and handsome.

Sunlight spills into the castle in the morning through the carved window sills, and smears a layer of vigorous air belonging to the rising sun on the smooth floor.

"Master, this suit is really suitable for you." The housekeeper narrowed his eyes and praised.

"Really?" Cheng Zhen asked casually while letting the housekeeper button his breast buttons one by one.

"Of course." The butler raised his eyebrows.

Cheng Zhen glanced at the man beside him, and said in a low voice, "I think you look good in uniform."

The man raised his eyes from the buttons on Cheng Zhen's chest: "Do you know when a man would compliment clothing?"

Cheng Zhen raised his eyebrows.

A sly smile appeared on the corner of the young housekeeper's mouth, and he suddenly lowered his voice and approached: "You are so young, a man compliments a piece of clothing, which means he wants to take it off another person's body with his own hands."

Cheng Zhen was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed too.

The sun shone warmly on the two of them, Cheng Zhen stretched out his hand to embrace the man's body, but was pulled away by a small dodge technique.

"Master, don't make trouble, we are going out."

Sitting on the soft woven cushion in the car of the Marquis's Mansion, "Liancheng" drove with Cheng Zhenzheng to participate in the grand annual commendation meeting of the empire.

As usual, the commendation meeting was arranged to be held at St. Peter Military Academy, the soul representing the young elites of the empire. In name, it was to celebrate the future elites of the empire passing the first trial and embarking on a career of making contributions to the empire.

But in fact, the "connotation" of the commendation meeting is not only that; because the meeting will also invite St. Many young nobles with titles and famous brave warriors in the army will be invited.The elites of the empire gather here once a year.

Therefore, it is not so much a commendation meeting as it is the annual celebration of the St. Peter Military Academy, and it is also a gluttonous event for the minions of the empire to absorb fresh blood.

Most of the celebrities and up-and-coming stars gathered here. It is not only a social feast for nobles and young talents, but even a blind date for some noble ladies...

It is said that the former deacon of the manor who was a student was caught by the old marquis who attended the reception ten years ago...

While the car was driving, the young butler looked out of the window, relaxed and relaxed, and would occasionally mention a few things that Cheng Zhen should pay attention to during the reception; The man frowned, and said solemnly: "According to my information, those who select knights for His Royal Highness will also come here... Please perform well, and look forward to your surprises again."

"...Understood." Cheng Zhen said lazily, reaching out to embrace the man.

Cheng Zhen, as one of the nominal protagonists of this commendation meeting, naturally received a high-level reception.

The carriage stopped, and the two were respectfully welcomed out of the car. They saw a gorgeous scene in front of them. It was a floating avenue leading to the main banquet hall constructed by magic and illusion...

Both sides of the aisle are covered with flowers of various colors. The warm breeze like early spring gently blows on the face. Cheng Zhen steps forward and passes through this flower belt, and every flower bud that is about to bloom is quickly moved by Cheng Zhen's approach. Blooming, blooming with the most gorgeous colors...

At the same time, the welcoming guards of honor also played melodious ritual music on both sides.

All the guests standing on both sides cheered and discussed—this is Zhenlong!The young man who created a miracle yesterday, the genius who fulfilled God's prophecy!

After passing through the sea of ​​flowers, what appeared at the end of the flower path was a beautiful and majestic palace.

Stepping into the palace through the wide square in front, a thousand bright candles appeared in the field of vision, which were the shining candles of the reception.As soon as he stood in the hall, Cheng Zhen was surrounded by people within a short while... He was also handed fine wine in his hand, and the flattering voices of toasting and drinking came and went one after another.

It was only then that Cheng Zhen discovered that so many people regarded him as a "friend", and so many people had 'favoured him' from a long time ago.

Cheng Zhen was so annoyed by the false and enthusiastic praise, looking back, the deacon who was supposed to be following him had disappeared.Cheng Zhen quickly swept through the crowd, gathered in every corner of the chat center, but did not find the figure of 'Liancheng'.

……Where did he go?

In such a strictly hierarchical banquet, no nobleman will lower his value to curry favor with a deacon who manages the manor. Even if he is a servant of his 'promising', he is still a servant after all.

A bad premonition rose from my heart.He quickly got rid of those entangled admirers who appeared overnight, and went to the guest room on the second floor for the guests to rest.There is a strict barrier in front of each guest room to prevent people from using peeping techniques.

However, Cheng Zhen was not restricted by these spells, because he didn't even need to cast spells at all, and directly opened up his greatest sense of hearing... In an instant, the noise downstairs and even everyone's voice hit the eardrums like a flood.Cheng Zhen calmly eliminated every unnecessary noise in the countless chaotic voice lines. He walked along the wall while listening to the sounds in every room...

There are various voices coming out of it, some students are greedy for vanity and dedicate themselves to other nobles, some other successful people gather together to discuss their recent experience of using a certain advanced spell...

There is still no voice from Liancheng on the second floor. It is said that the magic control here does not allow anyone to perform the transfer technique at will-where did my deacon go?

Going up to the third floor, the small and precise barrier is even more seamless - fortunately, with the reminder of the plane contactor, Cheng Zhen was not hindered.

Finally, on the terrace on the third floor, I saw my deacon leaning forward, sitting on a wicker chair, whispering to a noble girl across the way...

The young butler uttered a series of witty words, which made the girl laugh out loud. The handkerchief fell to the ground. The man bent down to pick it up gracefully, held the girl's hand through the handkerchief, and bent over to imprint the handkerchief on the back of his hand tenderly and reverently. kiss……

"In the future... don't bow down to others for me. With me here, you don't have to bow to anyone..."

Cheng Zhen swallowed, his words seemed to still ring in his ears... But the man obviously didn't take it to heart.

This body that was still moaning under me yesterday... It seems that it has never surrendered, never obeyed...

Sure enough, the moment he opened the door and walked in, the eyes of "Liancheng" moved slightly, and the girl also turned to look at him.

"Master, this is Princess Mondia, the prince's playmate when he was young. She seems to be very interested in your transformation into a dragon..." The man got up and introduced briskly.

"Your Highness, it's an honor to meet you." Cheng Zhen made a standard aristocratic bow.

"Zhenlong, can you really turn into a dragon like they said?" The girl asked with an innocent and excited expression.

"Yes, but I often worry that my dragon shape will offend a beautiful and noble lady like you."

As he spoke, Cheng Zhen walked up to Liancheng and took his hand: "I'm sorry my deacon disturbed you."

"No, we had a good chat. Your deacon promised me that he would take me to Lake Leman during the holidays to fish with illusion." The princess giggled.

"Really?" Cheng Zhen pretended to apologize: "I'm sorry, maybe he can't accompany you. I have an important banquet that day and I need him to accompany me."

"Really? That's really a pity." The princess regretted.

"Sorry, I still have something to discuss with the deacon, so... goodbye."

After Cheng Zhen finished speaking, he bowed, and regardless of the princess's reaction, he dragged Liancheng down the third floor to an empty guest room on the second floor. As soon as the door closed, the young butler became angry: "What are you doing?"

"I don't need you to do this for me!"

"Why are you still so childish!"

"Am I naive or are you doing too much?"

"Do you know who she is? She is the playmate of His Royal Highness, and she is the reference candidate for the prince to choose knights!"

"I said, you don't have to bow to anyone for me in the future."

"I didn't lower my head..." The man showed a funny expression to Cheng Zhen with a 'Liancheng' face: "We are consensual..."

"... Consensus?!"

Cheng Zhen felt that the anger in his chest was finally ignited and detonated... He raised his eyebrows and questioned.

The deacon spread his hands as if he had nothing to do with himself: "As you can see, we had a good chat..."

Under uncontrollable rage, Cheng Zhen dragged the man and pressed him onto the bed in the guest room... An impulsive flame was clamoring in his heart, as if it had burned all his previous patience. It was a long-suppressed relationship Secret love... Cheng Zhen couldn't even tell if it was him who was angry at this moment, or the noble young man who had long admired the deacon...

"Master... this is a banquet... stop...!!!"

"Don't worry, there is an enchantment outside every guest room, no one can hear your screaming..." Cheng Zhen stretched out his hand and tore off his clothes to teach him a lesson...

"Master...you..."

"Well……"

Regardless of the struggle of the man below him, Cheng Zhen thrust himself in...

****

At this time on the other side of the earth plane.Liancheng only felt enveloped by a white light.

[Reminder to the user: You are about to get a journey through the magic plane for free, I wish you a pleasant journey] The five senses disappeared in an instant, and Liancheng felt his whole body being pulled into a boundless black hole by a huge force, and then floated lightly in a gravity-free space. Moving rapidly in space...

[Because the magic plane and the earth plane belong to the same space-time dimension, with a higher level, it is the mirror world of the earth]【So, in the time and space you travel through, there will be your projection on the mirror plane—the mirror image character.This time travel will allow you and your mirror person to merge simultaneously. ] A flood of memories flooded Liancheng... At that moment, Cheng Zhenhualong, even the fact of being shot has drifted away, new realm...new identity...new experience...in the sudden fusion of mirror images , Liancheng gradually felt that he was the deacon of magic in another world, and this deacon was himself.

But before he had time to digest all this, the warm and ambiguous candlelight that suddenly appeared in his field of vision dazzled the quaint walls, and underneath him was a luxurious big bed——Lian Cheng almost gasped— —I saw myself changing from military uniform and leather shoes to being completely naked in an instant—being pressed down by a strong man...the joint was so difficult to describe, and even bursts of tingling dull pain came from it.The shudder ran up my spine until it made me dizzy - it was a pleasure mixed with pain... shame...

At this moment - Liancheng couldn't figure out what happened!

The focus is concentrated... Liancheng's heart is shocked-this person, this stupid young master in his memory... unexpectedly has a face that is exactly the same as his love Jiang Chengzhen! ! !

No, not only the face is exactly the same... even the figure... the muscle lines I observed through sweat during countless training sessions-almost exactly the same!

Liancheng came back to his senses, a rush of blood rushed to his brain, he raised his leg and kicked this 'young master' in the chest.He knew it wasn't Cheng Zhen!Just someone with the same face as Cheng Zhen!Cheng Zhen would never do such a thing to himself! !How dare he! !

"you……"

Cheng Zhen was stunned by the sudden attack, and a real fire surged in his heart. Then he stretched out his hand and pulled the man's lower body away, and slammed into it even more fiercely...

……

Liancheng gritted his teeth... spat out a bit of cold air, and wanted to use the grappling technique to fight the 'young master'... Unexpectedly, this body was not as strong as he had practiced in the military camp for a long time, it was simply weak!

Under the impact of the man, his whole body was sore and weak, and even the push and rejection became weak, and it turned into a half-push, half-rejection and welcome...

"Hmm..." A moan overflowed from his throat, and Liancheng almost wanted to bite off his tongue in shame and anger...

"...Do you still have the strength to seduce others? Huh?!..." The young man with exactly the same face as Cheng Zhen gritted his teeth in the same voice as Cheng Zhen: "Okay...I will let you sleep in bed tonight." Can't get down..."

Squeezing out these words between his teeth, Cheng Zhen leaned over and kissed him viciously. While struggling to dodge, Liancheng was not used to the entanglement with the man's lips and teeth. He struck at Zhen's neck, but Cheng Zhen grabbed his wrist halfway.

Cheng Zhen looked at the deacon with red eyes, he didn't expect the man to resist so fiercely: "...It was you, you broke the agreement first, don't blame me."

"You let me go?!!..." Liancheng roared angrily.

Cheng Zhen snorted coldly: "Is this the way you talk to the young master?...Huh?"

……

……

After a long time, Liancheng almost vomited blood in grief and anger. Although the man had already withdrawn from his body, the embarrassing feeling made people feel at a loss as to what to do. The viscous liquid flowed out from behind him. The wet and greasy feeling made Liancheng almost Desperate to die of shame and anger.

Cheng Zhen glanced at the deacon who was exhausted by himself and stared at the ceiling with dilated pupils, got up and put on his coat, buttoned it one by one, and said, "I'm going to continue to attend the banquet. You don't want to go." ,have a good rest……"

The sound of closing the door sounded, and Liancheng lay naked on the bed covered in scars, and punched the wall next to him hard.