Leopard of another world

"Your Majesty, this level of soul color is almost the same?"

"Yes, after he has dealt with a few low-level nobles, he can take them back."

Alice was lying on the edge of the bed, looking at Arnold who was furious at the servant in the garden below, showing a lack of interest: "I wish I could hurry up, there is nothing to see in Gran Castle, Derek's boring and hypocritical My bat only knows to train his blood legion in the Demon Realm, if I don’t have some fun for myself, I will be so lonely and go crazy.”

"Alice, you seem really impatient." Lance glanced at Alice casually: "I really miss the stupidity and cuteness of the raw material soul before you were created."

Alice curled her lips, expressing complete disgust: "How could I be like that idiot."

Lance laughed twice, but didn't answer. At this time, the door knocked, and the blood steward sent by Derek appeared quietly in front of the two of them, bowing deeply.

"Your Majesty, Lord Alice, a man is asking to see him, claiming to be Claude, the deputy head of the Holy Knights of the Church of Light."

"Deputy head?" Lance and Alice looked at each other, and raised the corners of their mouths with interest: "He's the only one?"

"Yes."

"Then why did he ask for an interview? Those guys from the Illuminati Church haven't given up their investigation yet?"

"No, Your Majesty, he is visiting in a private capacity. He said that he wants to meet Young Master Arnold of the Gran family."

"Interesting." Lance stood up excitedly, looked at Arnold in the garden, with an intriguing smile on his face: "Call Arnold in, and ask that paladin to wait in the hall."

"Yes, Your Majesty." The blood clan steward quietly disappeared again.

Alice looked at Lance excitedly, like an explorer who discovered the New World: "Your Majesty, do you have any good ideas?"

"Hmm, that's right, just wait and see."



Claude was ushered into the reception hall by a serious middle-aged butler with meticulously combed hair, and was told that the countess would be there in a while.

During this period of time, he carefully looked at the indoor structure, and released a detection magic without any trace, but found nothing unusual.

The strange feeling he felt the moment he entered the castle seemed to be his overthinking.

Claude secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but when he thought of the name Arnold Gran, he suddenly became nervous again.

There are many people named Anuo, but so far, he only knows one human named Anuo with half-elven blood, and he feels deeply guilty about that one.

He didn't know if the young master recognized by the Gran family recently was him. Judging from the background of the investigation, it seemed that he was not, but judging from the rare mixed blood, he was the same person. In short, whether he was or not, he had to come a trip.

Rhythmic footsteps sounded, Countess Gran was dressed gorgeously and stylishly, and she walked in with a smile on her face.

Claude performed the etiquette of a knight perfectly, and the neat and graceful movements made the countess chuckle. She sat down on a chair not far from him, and her beautifully shaped jaw was covered by a feather fan.

"My dear paladin, may I ask what is your purpose for coming here?"

These words were not very polite, Claude was slightly stunned, and immediately explained the purpose of his visit: "Excuse me, I heard that the Gran family has recognized the young master who has been living abroad. I think I may know him. Can you let me see him?" Have you seen Master Grant?"

"I'm afraid it won't work."

"You..." Claude said dumbly, "Why? It's just a meeting, I will never do anything against the spirit of chivalry."

"Well, is the young master of the Gran family a monkey in a cage who wants to see him? Paladin, are you going too far?"

"I didn't mean that..."

"Since there is no one, please leave, Your Excellency, the young master never meets guests without an appointment."

Claude was very helpless, he didn't want to just return without success like this, but Countess Grande's attitude was very tough, so he couldn't find any suitable method, so he couldn't force his way.

Just when he was in a dilemma, a clear boy's voice broke the stiff atmosphere in the room.

"Sister Alice!"

Arnold rushed into the living room like a gust of wind, and plunged into Alice's arms. The boy's cheeks were flushed, his forehead was covered with sweat, full of youthful flavor, and Alice immediately showed a completely different gentle face from before. Wipe off Arnold's sweat with a square handkerchief: "Arnold, don't run so fast, have you forgotten that your leg was injured?"

"But I've been fine a long time ago!" Arnold pursed his lips, showing an expression of disbelief, his eyes rolled away, and then he seemed to have discovered Claude, and his eyes widened cutely: "Sister! So you have guests! "

Claude stared at A Nuo closely, and didn't listen to anything. This face was so familiar to him, he could immediately confirm that A Nuo was the half-blood elf he was looking for!

"Arno..."

"Mr. Claude, it's not convenient to entertain you now, please ask the housekeeper to send you away."

Alice guarded Arnold behind her, and her tone was unquestionable, but Arnold abruptly dodged and ran to Claude, tilting his head and looking puzzled.

"Well, sir, do you know me?"

"Arnold?"

"Arno!"

Two different voices sounded, and Arnold looked at Claude and Alice as if frightened, at a loss for what to do.

"You—don't know me?" Claude grabbed Arnold's arm subconsciously.

"You...I knew you before? I'm sorry, sir, I once lost my memory and I don't remember anything. Can you tell me about my past, my sister always doesn't tell me." A Nuo pouted a little unhappy Started his mouth: "Are you here as a guest at Gran Castle? Please stay, I want to hear about my past."

"Arnold, go back to the bedroom! Mr. Claude, if you are really Arnold's old friend, please leave and don't interfere in his life!"

"No, sister, let him stay, I liked him the first time I saw him!"

"Housekeeper, take Arnold back!"

Arnold was forcibly taken away by the butler, and Alice looked very ugly.

Claude frowned: "Excuse me, what happened to Arnold? And why did you lie to the investigators of the Church of Light about his life experience?"

Alice showed a trace of sadness: "Since you have seen it all, let me tell you..."

A Nuo was led up to the second floor by the butler, and after entering the bedroom, the butler closed the door considerately.

Lance sat on the wide soft chair with his legs crossed in a very arrogant posture, and looked at Arnold lazily with his chin propped up: "How does it feel to be attached to this little guy?"

Arnold raised his head and glanced at Lance expressionlessly: "The fragile body is vulnerable."

"Oh, I really wronged you, little leopard, but who told our young master Anuo to be so obsessed?"

Lance stood up, walked gracefully in front of Arnold, bent down, held his face in his hands, and looked deeply at the soul imprisoned in the deepest part of those indifferent eyes, with a gentle tone that made people tremble.

"Arnold, I know you can hear me. My familiar has only temporarily taken over the control of your body, and has not sealed your mind." With a low smile, Lance continued: "Why don't you want to deal with What about the group of low-level nobles who killed that hypocritical paladin? Just because he once showed you negligible kindness, you foolishly think that it is different for you?"

He was satisfied to see the trembling of A Nuo's soul: "A Nuo, in his eyes you are just a dispensable thing, a pastime for him to pass the time in his spare time, why do you think he loves you? Look, His fiancée hurt you so badly, but did he come to you? Don't tell me he doesn't know. The story of your beating spread all over the capital at that time. Hey, don't get excited, I won't be sorry What did that paladin do, I let the familiar control your body, just to let you see the truth clearly, I'm afraid you will have to thank me—”

Cold lips suddenly blocked Lance's words, his eyes widened slightly in surprise, and before he realized it, the boy's lips had already left.

"You're too wordy." Arnold, or the black panther who manipulated Arnold's body, said indifferently, as if he just did something that couldn't be more natural: "Just let that idiot see the truth clearly. Don't want to stay too long in this dirty body."

He turned around bluntly, and when he pushed the door out, he suddenly turned his head: "Also, take good care of my original body, if something happens - there is a soul contract between the two of us."

The sound of closing the door echoed crisply in the bedroom. Lance touched his lips, and the cold and soft touch still lingered on it. He shook his head and smiled wryly: "It's getting harder and harder to deal with."

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Claude finally stayed under Arnold's strong request, and he felt more and more guilty about Arnold, especially when he heard that Arnold lost his memory and Alice concealed his life just to prevent his younger brother from recalling the humiliating experience. After the past.

Arnold is very attached to Claude, almost inseparable. He always pesters Claude to ask about the past. Various reasons to fool the past.

Every rainy day, Arnold's once broken leg hurts unbearably. He always refuses to drink the medicine. Only when Claude persuades him, he drinks a little bit, but it's such a negligible improvement. It also made Alice ecstatic, and she sincerely begged Claude to stay for a while and wait until Arnold's treatment was over before leaving.

Seeing Alice's begging eyes and Arnold's expectant expression, Claude felt guilty and sad, and agreed without hesitation.

For the next few days, Arnold and Claude got along very harmoniously, and this beautiful atmosphere lasted until Claude's fiancée Elizabeth arrived.

Lance used a little inhumane trick to convince Elizabeth that her fiancé was fooling around with an old lover far away from the capital. The news made the proud Miss Elizabeth furious, and she immediately found an excuse to bring a group of servants Rushing to the territory of the Gran family, vowing to teach that little goblin a lesson.

When Elizabeth "coincidentally" saw Arnold and Claude walking side by side in the market intimately on the street, she recognized Arnold as the down-and-out boy who stopped the carriage at that time, and she was not so stupid as to rush out to be in the market. He questioned his fiancé on the street, but when Arnold and Claude separated to go to the toilet alone, the servant beat Arnold severely and broke his other leg.

When Claude found out, Arnold fell down by the wall in a pitiful and messy body, while his fiancee folded her arms and smiled proudly and indifferently.

Undoubtedly, he had a heated argument with Elizabeth. Elizabeth pointed at Arnold's nose and called him a cheap and cheap man/prostitute, while Claude repeatedly emphasized that he was just taking care of Arnold, accusing Elizabeth of being mean And rude...

"I did it to take care of her, Elizabeth, Arnold is my friend, he didn't seduce me, and I didn't fall in love with him!"

Claude growled angrily at Elizabeth, thus ignoring the despair emanating from the suppressed soul deep in Arnold's eyes.

In the end, Arnold was personally sent back to Gran Castle by Claude. Miss Elizabeth couldn't hide her surprise when she learned of Arnold's current identity, but she was not too stupid, and she immediately thought of another method. Unexpectedly, he quickly apologized to Alice and Arnold, and begged to stay in the territory of the Gran family to make amends for the previous offense.

All kinds of expensive medicines were sent to Gran Castle regardless of the cost, and Elizabeth even dispatched several court therapists from the royal capital to diagnose and treat Arnold.

She visited Arnold every day, but after a certain visit half a month later, Elizabeth suddenly fainted on the floor of the hotel.

The doctor diagnosed that she had been poisoned, and through multiple searches, they found the toxin in her handkerchief, and that handkerchief was handed to her by the bedridden young master A Nuo when she visited A Nuo and shed tears of guilt. .

The results of the investigation caused a stir among the accompanying servants, and the team leader accused the Gran family of deliberate revenge. Arnold's behavior was comparable to that of an evil devil. He was suspected of deliberately murdering the grand duke and his daughter.

The Gran family categorically denied this time, and implied that Elizabeth directed and acted everything on her own, and didn't even bother to do superficial politeness.

Claude was very embarrassed. He didn't believe that Arnold would do such a thing, but the doctor said that Elizabeth's poison was very serious, and he had to return to the capital as soon as possible to find a priest for treatment. As her fiancé, Claude should accompany him.

After weighing it up and down, Claude explained to Alice guiltily that he had to accompany Elizabeth back to the capital for treatment, and then find time to come back to visit Arnold after this incident passed, and asked Alice to tell.

"Go and talk to him yourself." Alice sneered, sitting motionless in the soft chair.

The guilt in Claude's heart reached its peak. He repeatedly made mental preparations and pushed open the door of Arnold's bedroom.

He never came out of the room again.

Three days later, Elizabeth's servant went to inquire, but was stopped by Alice lightly.

When Elizabeth suddenly woke up "because of a miracle" and strongly demanded that the Gran family hand over his fiancé, Claude walked out of Gran Castle with a smile on his face, and embraced his fiancée affectionately.

"Dear Elizabeth, let's go back to the capital."

Claude returned to his previous appearance, promised that he would never pay attention to Arnold's affairs again, and quickly set off with her.

Elizabeth was satisfied and felt that this was what her fiancé should look like.

Looking at the carriage of the Elizabeth family going away, Alice smiled silently with half of her face hidden in the shadows.

She put away the feather fan, returned to the castle, and pushed Arnold's door open.

In the dark room, Lance stroked the black cat on his shoulder, smiled and half closed his eyes.

The man kneeling on one knee has dark skin, pointed ears, golden eyes, and a colder and more sexy face similar to Arnold's. His whole body is wrapped in dark mist, and his expression is indifferent under the messy black hair. Dangerous, like a sharp and gorgeous ice sculpture, with sharp edges and corners.

He looked up at Lance: "Your Majesty, what should we do with Claude's body?"

Lance looked at the deputy head of the paladin lying on the side without breathing, and stroked the black cat's back gently: "Because of him, you were able to be successfully born and become the master of the dark elves in the demon world, Arnold. This is Your spoils, everything is up to you."

The dark elf stood up, stared at Claude's body coldly, stretched out a finger, and pressed it to his forehead.

The corpse turned into powder in an instant and dissipated into the air.

Lance looked at the stern and slender dark elf with admiration, stood up, and said casually: "I leave the movement of the paladin to you."

There was a hint of respect on the dark elf's indifferent face, and he bowed his head deeply: "Your Majesty, my illusion and puppet techniques are enough to confuse all human beings, please don't worry."

Lance nodded and strode away. The dark blue robe brought up a gust of wind, and the rose petals in the vase were scattered all over the ground. They were run over by Cheng Liang's cowhide boots and squeezed out bright red juice, like blood flowing from a wound.

In the carriage ten kilometers away from Gran Castle, Claude suddenly let go of his fiancee's shoulder and slowly pressed it on his chest.

"Dear, what's wrong?"

"It's okay, I just miss the capital a little bit."

Claude smiled flawlessly, he let go of the hand that was holding the skirt of his shirt, and an evil, trembling and dangerous light quickly flashed across his pupils hidden in the shadows.

On the naked/bare chest under the layers of clothing, a black plant totem slowly submerged into the skin and quickly disappeared without a trace.