Leopard of another world

Arnold felt like he was dreaming.

Overnight, he changed from a man/prostitute who made a living by selling his body to the illegitimate son of the old Earl Grant, his sister, that beautiful and noble lady—Alice Grant , turned out to be the current hostess of the well-known Grand Castle, she inherited the title of the late Earl of Grand, a young and wealthy countess.

Arnold listened to Alice's narration in a daze, and when Alice took out a handbook that was said to be the old Earl Gran's handbook, and showed him the content about his elf mother from beginning to end, Ah Nuo Nuo finally believed that he had been struck by a great stroke of luck.

He really is the bastard son of old Earl Gran!

Arnold felt as if he had been reborn from the ashes. After watching Alice wipe away tears and describe how hard she had been searching for for 17 years and finally found him, Arnold's resentment for "why did he find it now" completely disappeared. See, Now he has a sister who loves him and feels guilty, he has a luxurious bedroom and gorgeous clothes, he is about to have a good identity, the future is so good.

In short, after Arnold quickly adjusted his mentality and quickly learned the noble etiquette, he has quite adapted to this wonderful life.

After nearly two months of recuperation, Arnold recovered from his injuries. He is a smart young man. Years of low-level life have taught him to look at his face and please others. He knew that his current life was given by Alice, so he tried his best to please Alice's sister. From Alice's attitude towards Lance, he realized that Lance must be a big shot, so he was In front of Lance, he has always been docile, well-behaved and lovable.

Alice prepared a grand dinner for Arnold and sent invitations to many nobles. This is an important procedure for Arnold to enter the circle of aristocrats. She attaches great importance to this matter. Arnold's gorgeous dress was customized early and sent to When you arrive at the castle, it fits comfortably like a second skin after you put it on.

"Arnold, come and show us."

Alice asked Arnold to turn around in front of the mirror, and looked at Lance who had been standing by the side without speaking, and received his satisfied eyes.

Alice finally breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.

Lance stroked the back of the black cat on his shoulder, and suddenly said: "Arnold, straighten your back, you are the host of the banquet tonight."

"Yes, Your Highness."

Arnold was flattered, Lance seldom talked to him, he subconsciously had a sense of awe for this mild-looking black-haired man, Alice asked him to call Lance "Your Highness", which is an incredible title, maybe Maybe Lance is the prince of a certain country.

Arnold bowed respectfully, and Lance nodded slightly, indicating that he could leave.

Backing away in fear, Arnold did not ignore the satisfaction in Lance's eyes, which made him feel good. His Highness Lance must be a big man, and it is always right to please him.

As night fell, the hall of Gran Castle was brightly lit, and the dinner party had been going on for a while. Amid the melodious sound of the violin, Arnold held a wine glass, with a moderate smile on his face, and elegantly chatted with the gentlemen and ladies.

After the initial panic, he quickly adjusted and perfectly played the role of a young aristocrat entering the social circle. He was very satisfied with his performance tonight.

It was a bit hot in the room, he took a sip of the red wine, put down the glass and smiled apologetically at the gentleman he was talking with, got up and wanted to go to the garden to breathe for a while.

Walking out of the hall, out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of a figure flashing behind him, which made his heart skip a beat.

Someone is stalking himself.

Arnold quickened his pace, walked out of the castle, turned lightly in the garden, hid behind a row of bushes, and waited with bated breath.

Not long after, a short and fat man appeared in the garden, looking around, as if looking for something.

The moonlight shone on the man, and A Nuo could see the man's face clearly, which almost stopped his heartbeat.

He will never forget that face, the nobleman who brought him back from the slums to the mansion and played with him like a plaything—— Baron George Smith!

At this moment, the nightmare buried deep in his memory emerged, A Nuo's face faded from blood, his whole body trembled, and every part of his body seemed to ache. The cold object of the barb tore through his body and nearly drove him mad.

Arnold began to regret why he hadn't carefully read the list of tonight's guests. He regretted and feared, trembling and squatting behind the wall, guessing the reason why Baron Smith followed him.

Was it to humiliate him?To remind him of his sordid and humble past?Or for something else?

In any case, it must not be a good thing.

All he could think of at the moment was to hide in his bedroom and stay there until the banquet was over. He didn't want to see the baron, absolutely not!

A Nuo turned to run away, but bumped into a warm wall unexpectedly.

"what……"

With his mouth tightly covered, Arnold raised his head in fear, and saw the black-haired man's eyes without any fluctuations.

"Lance...Your Highness?"

"Where are you going?" Lance lowered his eyes, with a sense of oppression: "The banquet is not over yet."

"Your Highness!" Arnold seemed to have grasped at straws, clutching Lance's sleeve tightly, his face pale: "I'm going back to the bedroom, Your Highness! I can't see him, Baron Smith is... is..."

"It's your former guest, right?" Lance said lightly.

Anuo opened his mouth, his face full of despair.

"Arnold, you are Alice's younger brother, and you are now a nobleman."

Lance's voice carried a kind of magical power in the night, and it was firmly engraved in Arnold's mind. The fear in his heart seemed to fade a little. He raised his head and looked at the other party blankly.

"Smith is only a little Baron. Why should you be afraid? What does it matter if he knows the little blemishes in your past life? You have a sister Earl, and you can make that ridiculous one a thousand ways The baron doesn't dare to say anything nonsense in his life, does he?"

Arno's mind went blank, only Lance's words echoed, and his eyes gradually brightened.

"Yes, I am a nobleman now, and I have a count sister, so I don't have to be afraid of him."

"Yes, good boy." Lance's face was hidden in the shadows, and he smiled elegantly and seductively: "What you should do now is to think about how to deal with this guy who doesn't know what to do. How did he do it before?" For you, how about you impose all on him? This kind of person who can't recognize reality should be taught a lesson, shouldn't he?"

"I... can I? Your Highness Lance?"

"Of course." Lance smiled lowly: "With me and your sister standing behind you, what are you worried about? Just let it go, what those people did to you before, now it's your turn to get it back one by one Come on, our young master of the Gran family, you are not something that idiots can bully you, good boy, tidy up your clothes and go see Baron Smith."

Arnold blushed with excitement. He patted the non-existent dust on his clothes, raised his head slightly, like a proud peacock, and walked towards Baron Smith who was looking around in the garden.

……

When the guests dispersed late that night, no one noticed that a little baron had disappeared.



Lance was leaning on the crimson recliner, the orange fire of the fireplace painted strange and distorted shadows on his face, he carelessly teased the ears of the black cat in his arms with his fingers, admiring the black cat's irritated and dodging appearance, hehe smiling.

"It doesn't feel good to be unable to speak when you return to your original body, right? You acted quite recklessly when attached to the servant."

The black cat swished its head up, and its dark purple vertical pupils stared at Lance, so heavy that they couldn't see through.

Lance laughed even more happily. He remembered the embarrassment in the secret passage of Gran Castle. He lifted it up with an inch, stretched out a finger and poked the little thing between the black panther's legs maliciously, and gently tapped it with his nails. Scrape lightly a few times.

"It was quite energetic when it was attached to the manservant, and now... how... eh?"

The black cat's expression darkened, and in the next second it recovered its strong and tense figure. The black panther exuded a dangerous aura from all over its body. It pressed Lance firmly on the recliner, and the scorching breath from its nasal cavity rushed over. His face was wet and itchy, and Lance twisted his neck uncomfortably.

"Okay, okay, I just made a harmless little joke, then, Mr. Leopard, the reasonable one, can you get off me first?"

The panther's vertical pupils became thinner, and Lance swore he saw a sneer from inside.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and the black panther quickly turned back into a black cat and jumped into his arms. Lance breathed a sigh of relief and felt that the knock came at the right time. He had to admit that when the black panther was staring at him just now , He felt a trembling sense of crisis from the bottom of his heart.

"Who?"

"It's me, Your Highness."

Arno's thin voice came from the bed outside the door, Lance raised his eyebrows in surprise, and glanced at the wall clock on the wall.

"come in."

The door was pushed open lightly, Arnold came in, stood in the shadows, glanced at Lance, twisted the corner of his clothes awkwardly.

Lance stood up, and cast a long shadow on Arnold. The oppressive feeling made him take a step back, and opened his mouth in a crying voice.

"His... Your Highness? What should I do?"

Lance frowned indistinctly, thinking that this little thing was really useless: "What should I do? Didn't Baron Smith fall into your hands and let you dispose of it? Why, you looked like you were bullied by him, and you came to me to cry nose?"

Arnold blushed and shook his head desperately, looking like he was about to cry: "No... no, Your Highness, I accidentally killed Baron Smith! Your Highness, did I cause big trouble? I killed a noble!"

This time it was Lance's turn to be surprised. Arnold would have been a blockbuster if he didn't make a sound. He made some hints and guidance in the garden in order to draw out the darkness sleeping in the little guy's soul, but he didn't expect Arnold to be able to do so. At this point, it seems that the speed of getting this little guy's blackened soul will be faster than he imagined.

Thinking of this, Lance raised the corners of his mouth and narrowed his eyes with a smile: "Arnold, calm down, if you die, you die. That baron deserves what he deserves, right? Your sister will help you deal with everything."

Arnold didn't expect Lance to take this matter lightly, and blinked in disbelief, feeling that Lance was stronger than he imagined—whether it was status or power.

This realization made him excited, and he clenched his hand in his pocket even tighter, and his palm felt a dull pain from something in his palm.

He raised his head with a pitiful expression. His previous guests always used this trick: "Your Highness, I'm still afraid, can you let me stay with you for a while? I promise I won't disturb you, I'll leave soon " As he spoke, he blushed: "You know...you...always make me feel at ease."

Lance didn't miss Arnold's dodging eyes. He knew that this cunning little fox had bad ideas in his heart, which amused him, and he was a little curious about what this little thing would do. A person who uses the resources around him to achieve his goals.

Lance nodded, agreeing to let Arnold stay in his bedroom temporarily, and even deliberately went to the bathroom to take a shower during this period.

After Lance came out of the bathroom, Arnold unexpectedly thanked him awkwardly, and left in a hurry. Lance looked at the background of him trotting all the way, bent his eyes with interest, and looked at the leisurely lying on the edge of the bed. black cat with tail.

"Huh? He left? I thought he was going to make some demands. Little Leopard, did that interesting hybrid do anything while I was taking a shower?"

The black cat glanced at him indifferently, jumped onto the bed nimbly, curled itself up on the pillow, and patted the sheet impatiently with its tail.

"Okay, okay, I shouldn't have any doubts, I should have confidence in you, what am I afraid of with you around." Lance comforted the irritable black cat: "See if you're in a hurry, I'll go to sleep right now. "

Lance climbed into bed, got under the covers, turned off the light, and fell asleep with his eyes closed.

In the middle of the night, Lance woke up suddenly, feeling that his body was different from the usual heat. A cold object slowly approached him, and he reflexively kicked him to the ground.

"what--"

Lance turned on the light, feeling uncomfortable, and saw clearly the tearful person under the bed.

"Arnold, what are you doing here!"

A Nuo showed a look of grievance, but he climbed onto the bed unambiguously, quickly took off his thin shirt, and stuck it over: "Your Highness, I just want to repay you, and I will make you happy."

Lance looked at Arnold's round and fair shoulders, swallowed uncontrollably, and felt his little brother tremblingly raise his head.

He noticed that the smell of incense in the room was different from before, and considering the current situation, there was no doubt that Arnold had tampered with him while he was taking a bath.

Lance couldn't help staring at Youya Youzai's black cat standing in front of the bedside table, the black cat looked back slowly, eyes full of ridicule.

He immediately understood that this hateful beast did it on purpose, in order to avenge his previous behavior, and waited to see him make a fool of himself.

At this moment, Arnold had already wrapped around Lance's body like a flexible vine, and his soft hands followed his buttons one by one.

Lance's Adam's apple rolled up and down, his heart slammed, and he pressed Anuo on the bed fiercely, no longer suppressing his desire/fire, and kissed him fiercely.

Isn't the black panther a joke waiting for him to see, he just wants to show this black-haired beast enough!