Little Cthulhu [Quick Transmigration]

It has been a week since Qin Yu was teleported to the new mission world.

"Knight commander."

Someone came up to greet him, with yearning and reverence in the young voice.

"En." Qin Yu nodded to signal, the platinum giant sword slung across the back of his waist swayed, making some crackling noises when it hit the waist ornament.

In this world, as the knight commander of the temple, he is a viscount inherited by the kingdom, has his own manor on the outskirts of the city, and is not bound to the temple.

The only problem was that it had been a week since he hadn't heard any news about his little boyfriend. According to his usual experience, the other party should have appeared by his side long ago.

Qin Yu quickly changed his private server, put his long blond hair up and hid it in his hood. He was going to try his luck in a tavern or something.

Dressed in gray tones, it doesn't stand out in this world——

A generation in which magic developed, the Temple reigned supreme, and science stagnated.

With poor technology and underdeveloped printing and dyeing technology, only the upper class can afford those glamorous clothes.

The most famous tavern in the holy capital is hidden underground, and it also takes on the responsibility of running a little gambling, small hotels and hiring bounty hunters.

From the ground, Qin Yu could even hear the vibrating music below and the sound of men drinking and clinking glasses.

"Oh hello, it's your first time here, is it a new face?"

As soon as I entered, a tall woman with a white and shaking chest posted up, entertaining people with a smile.

Qin Yu avoided her, frowned slightly, lowered his head to cover his conspicuous face.

Just when the woman was about to continue to say something, she felt her chest freeze, and a real gold coin fell into it, and then she heard the man say, "Find me a quiet place, and don't bother me."

She picked up the gold coin and bit it, then laughed immediately: "Okay."

"Kanasha! What are you doing! Hurry up and pour some wine for our brothers." The drunken burly man over there shouted, "What kind of treats are there for such a skinny man?"

The woman called Kanasa was not angry either, she put her finger on the other's chest ambiguously when passing by the other party: "Wait a moment, I will come down later."

"Is this boy new here?" The man was so drunk that he looked at Qin Yu in a daze.

Kanasa blocked his gaze, took the other person's hand and placed it next to her cheek, and said coquettishly, "What am I doing looking at others?"

Coaxing the man's attitude to soften immediately.

Then he led Qin Yu to a deep corner, and took the wine on his own initiative.

"Sir, just sit here, just call me if you have anything to do." Kanasa smiled, her earrings dangling, "If it's something related to employment, I'm afraid they won't come until later."

"We will have a performance later, if adults don't mind, you can watch it to pass the time."

Qin Yu didn't speak, and Kanasa left in a self-defeating manner.

There are many intelligence dealers in Shengdu, all of whom do low-level jobs, and their eyes and eyes are better than anyone else.

However, Qin Yu could give too little information, not to mention for the sake of safety, as few people as possible should participate.

Qin Yu took a sip of the wine, and the spicy taste diffused in his mouth.

The world of the system has also disappeared, but at any rate, the task will be released when the time comes.

And he didn't even dare to think about the possibility that the little boyfriend would never appear again, so he could only look for it slowly.

Qin Yu's fingertips felt cold.

He lowered his head to look, and saw that his white fingertips had already been covered with a layer of ice, which quickly melted and dissipated.

He is not very familiar with the so-called "magic" here, and sometimes he can't control his emotions.

"I tell you..."

Someone at the table not far away was drunk and bragged indistinctly, "I can catch a good one this time."

"It's worth at least this amount."

The man was short and wizened, with huge horizontal scars on his face, and he stretched out his hands wide open.

From a distance, Qin Yu saw red runes on the back of his hand—magic traces. Only those who have this can become a magician.

"Five gold coins? Are you crazy? How beautiful is that?" The people at the same table didn't believe it.

"More than more..." The man took a sip of wine and lowered his voice, "Fifty gold coins, maybe more, enough for me to eat for a lifetime."

"What beauty is so valuable?"

"Hahahahaha...beautiful is pretty, but a little boy...but don't those nobles just like this?"

The men smiled at each other and clinked glasses to drink.

The talent continued: "However, this can't be given to those fat nobles."

He smiled mysteriously: "Compared to being a vase, he has a greater role."

Then there was a burst of laughing and joking, no matter how unbelieving others were to ask, that person stopped talking.

Qin Yu frowned.

In the dark underground, noisy voices mixed together, and the wall clock on the wall moved forward by one bar.

The drunken short man stumbled to his feet and pushed a few people away.

"You left so early today? The good things haven't come yet..."

"Hey... come again next time, come next time."

When the short man went out, the people on the table looked at each other, stood up and followed.

"Your Excellency is leaving now? Our performance is about to begin." Kanasa finished another round of drinking with men at another table, and leaned over slightly drunk to stick to Qin Yu who got up.

Such a good man is rare.

"ah!"

She screamed, felt a sharp coldness on her neck, and subconsciously fell silent when she met the other party's icy blue eyes.

Qin Yu gave her a cold look, then withdrew his hand, and the ice pick melted into water droplets.

That kind of low-level magician, relying on some dirty means to make a living in the holy capital, lives in poverty and is not decent.

Qin Yu followed a few people from a distance into an alley in a remote place, and when he reached the downstairs where the few people went, he could already smell a strong smell of blood coming from the room on the second floor.

It seems that the man has been killed by the friends at the wine table.

Qin Yu easily climbed up to the second floor. The sound of the windows being kicked open was not small, but no one around was meddling in their own business. This is the kind of place here.

The house was dilapidated, but clean, without a corpse, but there was a strong smell of blood in the air.

A bloody bone sword suddenly attacked from a tricky angle, pointed directly at Qin Yu's right eye under the cloak, but hit the ice shield with a loud noise - it was a skeleton knight nearly two meters away.

Just as the skeleton was about to move again, it was frozen from the inside out, smashed into dozens of pieces and fell to the ground.

"Ah...my skeleton..."

A pathetic sound came from behind the bed curtain, as if a child had broken a favorite toy.

Qin Yu raised his head, and he walked over slowly.

That bed didn't match the whole dilapidated room, it looked too luxurious and comfortable, and there were traces of movement on the floor——

Probably the little man traded it for his best goods.

With a "click", a few bone hands stretched out from the ground suddenly broke through the floor and tried to grab Qin Yu, but they were crushed to pieces by Qin Yu's raised feet.

They are all very basic undead spells, not worth mentioning in front of the paladin commander.

Qin Yu opened the curtain of the bed, and met the eyes of the black-haired, black-eyed boy lying lazily on the soft silk quilt inside——

Got you.

"..."

The boy yawned sleepily, with tears on his long and curly eyelashes, looking at him like a cat, with no intention of continuing to attack.

Qin Yu laughed, and simply sat on the bed, approaching the other party: "Why don't you continue to attack me?"

"Tired." The boy replied lazily, spat out a word miserly, and said honestly, "And you are very strong, I can't beat you."

"Really?" Qin Yu sized him up, the half-length black hair of the other party was sleeping fluffy, looking very cute.

"..." The boy also looked at him, "You are so strange."

"What's so strange?" Qin Yu asked back.

"I don't know." The young man muttered, "Are you the same as those in front?"

"I'm hungry... They didn't bring anything to eat today, and my skeleton was chased and beaten as soon as I went out."

"Where did they go?" Qin Yu supported him against the head of the bed, the other party was reluctant, but couldn't avoid it.

"Eat by my little black... what are you doing!" The kitten was suddenly caught in the cold, bared its teeth and exploded.

Qin Yu withdrew the hand that had just been stretched in, pulled off his thin clothes, looked at the traces of melting ice on his fingertips and said, "Sorry, I'm a little excited... I just want to check if you are injured."

"Xiao Hei is...?" He asked.

The boy didn't want to talk much: "...you broke me just now."

Qin Yu was silent for a while, and decided to skip this matter.

"My name is Lan Yin." He said, "But you can call me Qin."

The young man simply didn't bother to pay attention to him, he just felt that this person was extremely weird, even weirder than himself, and so was his name.

"You call me, how about I treat you to eat?" Qin Yu stretched out his hand, with a few shiny gold coins lying on the palm of his hand, "You can eat anything."

"..." The young man looked down at his flat stomach. The man who kidnapped him hadn't given him food for a day. There was only unpalatable black bread in this room.

He struggled for a while, then calmly gave in: "...Lan Yin."

"It's Qin, call me Qin." Qin Yu put two gold coins into his pocket and grabbed them out again.

"I don't want money, I want food." The black-haired boy frowned.

"You just have to shout."

He looked at the weird man in front of him, and finally said unskillfully: "Qin."

The sound was very difficult to pronounce, but he pronounced it smoothly, as if he had pronounced it many times.

"Well, good boy." Qin Yu leaned down, ready to pick him up, "Take you to eat."

But he heard the sound of a series of crisp chains colliding.

He lifted the quilt with a dark face, heavy steel chains hung on the other's slender ankles, and his overly delicate feet, which obviously didn't walk very much, were slightly curled up.

"Who did it?"

The other party glanced at him and opened his hand.

Qin Yu's anger disappeared in the middle of the attack, so he had no choice but to hug him first, breaking the chain like a skeleton, the other party was iced, and the white calf under the nightgown writhed in dissatisfaction.

"Don't move around, do you still want to eat?" He reprimanded in a low voice.

That hairy head paused on Qin Yu's shoulder, then drooped down obediently, and warm breath fell on his bare neck.

Qin Yu chuckled, reached out and patted his head as if rewarding him.

"... Andra." The boy was taken aback, moved his head away from his hands, and buried his head in a awkward way, "My name is Andra."