Leopard of another world

"you're awake?"

Evan leaned closer and carefully observed Lance lying on the cushion, not letting go of every trace of his expression.

"..."

Lance stared at him blankly, with a confused expression on his face.

Evan felt something was wrong.

"I'm Evan, Paladin, you've been rescued, how do you feel? Is there anything uncomfortable?"

"..."

"How are you, what's your name?"

Seeing that the other party was still staring at him in a daze, Evan couldn't help reaching out his hand towards the man's forehead, but he was suddenly grabbed by the other party, and pressed against his cheek unexpectedly. The cold temperature of his palm seemed to make him feel comfortable, and he narrowed his eyes slightly , rubbed comfortably.

Evan felt cold and had goosebumps all over his body, and he shook off the other party without hesitation.

He didn't use much strength, but the man who had just woken up was too weak, so he knocked against the wall of the carriage unexpectedly, his forehead was instantly bruised and a swollen bump appeared, and he looked quite miserable.

Evan felt that the reaction just now was a bit too intense and reckless, so he quickly helped Lance up, regretful in his heart.

Leaning forward to observe the opponent's injury, Evan squeezed Lance's chin and lifted it slightly.

"Why do you—" Shock flashed across Evan's eyes, and his usual calm appearance had long been thrown into the sky.

The pale and weak man raised his head halfway, his face was covered with tears, and the transparent teardrops were crackling down his cheeks.

"I'm very sorry...does it hurt? I'm going to call the priest right now."

Evan got up in a little embarrassment, and the tearful appearance of the other party made him feel guilty. He opened the door of the carriage and stepped out, but his waist was tightly held by a pair of arms

The opponent's face was softly attached to his back, and the shirt on the back was quickly wet, sticking wetly to the skin.

Lance hugged him tightly, and shrugged his crying shoulders so pitifully, but he didn't make any sound. His clean eyes were full of injuries and fragility, and he just stared at him blankly, which made him feel uncomfortable no matter what. Have the heart to do things that disappoint the other party.

Evan sighed, willingly made a compromise for the first time in his life, and ordered one of the accompanying paladins to invite the priest, and he half dragged and half hugged the crying man back to the carriage, and sat down opposite him.

The pastor came soon. He was stunned for a moment when he saw Lance's face full of tears. After he realized it, he immediately conducted a series of inspections, asked Lance a few more questions, and finally pressed against Lance. Lance, who remained motionless and silent, sighed.

"Because of the destruction of black magic, he seems to have lost his memory, and his mind has returned to his childhood."

Evan was shocked and raised his voice: "Is there a way to treat it?"

Lance seemed to be taken aback by the sudden increase in volume. He shrank back timidly, looked at Evan in horror and cautiously, stretched out his hand and gently tugged at his sleeve. pitiful.

Evan quickly shut up, stretched out his hand hesitantly, and patted his back stiffly, in exchange for a shy smile from Lance.

The priest watched the interaction between the two of them, and sighed in pity.

"The detailed situation needs to be checked carefully at the headquarters of the Church of Light, but I can be sure that his current intelligence is definitely not more than ten years old, and his vocal cords are not damaged. The reason for not speaking may be due to psychological barriers. Your Majesty Evan, you see , he looks shy and timid now, no different from a child."

"He doesn't understand anything now?"

"I'm afraid it is. Don't talk about taking care of yourself, he probably doesn't even know who he is."

Evan didn't expect things to develop like this. He tilted his head, and Lance, who was close to him, sensed his gaze, and raised his head to meet him, his eyes were full of dependence and trust.

The holy knight of light frowned slightly, and his mouth was pursed into a thin line: "It seems that we can only rush to the capital as soon as possible."

There are still five days to go to the capital. The pastor said that Lance's body is not suitable for using space teleportation magic. The group speeded up to shorten the time as much as possible, but in such a short few days, Evan was also tossed It's choking.

The injured person named Lance by Evan (Lance never admits that he got this name because he used hints and induction magic) haunts him all the time. Once he is not in Lance's sight, Lance will fall into The endless crying, and the appearance of crying silently while holding his sleeves tightly made Evan feel as if he had done something heinous and bad. Resting and even taking a bath, Lance stayed by his side. The pastor said that Lance's appearance was due to the fledgling scene. The first person he saw when he opened his eyes was Evan, and he probably regarded him as his father.

Evan was ridiculed by the members of the Knights for many days because of this cheap son who fell from the sky. He didn't care about those kind jokes with his companions who were born and died, but Lance seemed very unhappy. Every time the Knights made fun of Evan , Lance would stand in front of Evan and stare at them viciously. The look of a hen guarding its chicks immediately drew even louder laughter. Whenever this time, Lance, who could not speak, would turn red When I was in a hurry, I started to cry.

It is a cold thing for a young man to shed tears at every turn, but Lance did not seem to feel the slightest abruptness in making this move. Coupled with his childlike innocent expression and pure eyes, it made people feel soft.

Seeing that Lance was crying, Evan finally put on a straight face, and glanced coldly at the team members with very bold eyes, until they shut up one by one, then stood up, took Lance's hand and returned to the carriage.

There were boos from his comrades behind him, and some even made faces at Evan's back, but Evan suddenly turned around as if he had eyes behind his back, looked at his companion who had no time to retract his expression, and suddenly smiled.

"Seeing how energetic you are, the next month's night patrol will be yours."

The wailing sounded immediately, and Evan led Lance contentedly, and got into the carriage.

Looking at Lance who was quietly sitting across from him and blinking at him with an innocent face, Evan coughed lightly: "Lance, they were just joking."

Lance showed a heartless smile, and poked at the religious emblem on Evan's armor, full of curiosity.

Evan pressed Lance's hand, frowned and said carefully: "In the future, don't cry about this kind of thing, just ignore them."

Lance lowered his head, pulled his sleeves, and used his fingers to trace the repeated pattern decoration on the edge of the sleeves, playing with great interest.

Seeing his silly appearance, Evan finally understood that this large toddler might have forgotten the unpleasantness just now, so he gave up persuading him, stretched out his hand and rubbed his head vigorously, seeing the other party slightly After the suspicious eyes and tilted head, the mood suddenly brightened: "Let's go to eat."

Lance's hand naturally slipped into Evan's palm, and he waited for the other party to hold his hand tightly before showing a bright and innocent smile, and Pidianpidian followed.

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A few days later, the team arrived at the capital.

Evan immediately led Lance to the headquarters of the Church of Light. After telling the story, the church immediately decided to conduct a comprehensive physical examination on Lance. The results of the examination were astonishing. This is a divine physique that has never appeared in 1000 years.

The entire Church of Light is boiling. You must know that the definition of a pure magical physique has always been that a person's affinity for a certain magical element accounts for more than 80.00% of his affinity for all elements. Such a person is called possessing That type of pure magic physique is not [-]% pure.

However, Lance's affinity for light magic is [-]%, that is to say, except for light, his affinity for any other magic element is infinitely close to zero, which is almost impossible, because anyone, Once one has magical potential, at least one has an affinity for more than three departments of magic.

Lance's test results shocked the church.

Pure light magic physique!What does this represent!This means that Lance itself can be used as a container of light elements, and there are almost no legal constraints when releasing light magic, and it can even cast light curses at a very small price!

This is simply the gift of the God of Light!

The Church of Light was overjoyed. They set out to investigate Lance's life experience. After learning that he was an orphan living in a border area, they quickly formulated a plan. They arranged a room for Lance and a teacher who taught all kinds of common sense. Let him master the basics of life and magic within a short period of time, and then send him to St. Louis Academy of Light to study. They believe that under such elite cultivation, Lance will soon become the second Evan, and even surpass Evan. Become a greater existence!

But at the very beginning of the implementation of the plan, the white-bearded old men of the Church of Light encountered huge obstacles.

After Lance learned that he was going to be separated from Evan, he hugged Evan's waist tightly and did not let go, crying and twitching. Several priests of light came forward and failed to pull him away.

Evan kept comforting Lance and said countless comforting words, but it had no effect at all.

In the end, Evan had no choice but to leave when Lance had had enough trouble and fell asleep from exhaustion.

Back at his residence, Evan lay tired on the big soft bed, and was shocked to find that he had lost sleep.

He asked the servant for a glass of milk and drank it all in one go. He lay on the bed with his eyes closed and counted the sheep. He didn't feel sleepy until the thousandth sheep jumped happily from his mind.

He sat up annoyed and sighed.

Every night in the past, although Lance lost his memory, he didn't know if the fear of being abused by black magic remained in his subconscious. He would always struggle in nightmares. Whenever Evan felt Lance's uneasiness and trembling, He would wake up immediately when he was in a light sleep, and it became a habit to comfort the large toddler who fell into a nightmare.

Now that he can sleep peacefully, he is not used to it.

Not wanting to sit all night, Evan put on his coat and wandered around the bedroom for a few times. Looking at the moonless sky, he suddenly had an idea.

He thought for a while, opened the window, flipped out neatly, and disappeared into the vast night.

A black shadow suddenly flashed outside the bedroom window arranged by the church for Lance.

In the silence, the window was pried open without a sound, and a black shadow appeared next to the soft bed, and the shadow was projected on the face of the person on the bed.

The person on the bed frowned tightly, his body curled up, his head covered in cold sweat, and he writhed uncomfortably, crumpling the sheets under him, and his rapid breathing was extremely clear in the silent space.

Sure enough, it was a nightmare again.

Evan shook his head, habitually stretched out his hand to hold Lance's clenched fist, put it close to his ear, and softly hummed the only song he heard from his mother when he was very young.

After a long time, Lance's breathing finally calmed down, he stretched his brows, and fell into a peaceful sleep.

After watching him quietly for a while, Evan turned around and disappeared into the bedroom as quietly as when he came.

Lance opened his eyes suddenly, stared at the ceiling for a while, and let out a chuckle.

"The holy knight of light is really a good person, this kindness... is really disgusting."

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Evan has been absent from work for several days in a row, and his subordinates can see that trance-like appearance, and his friend Claude even casts sympathetic eyes every day.

A few days later, when Evan finally got back to work, the Church of Light suddenly called him back.

He was greatly shocked by the reason for summoning him. In the past few days, Lance actually refused to eat, drink or cooperate with the treatment, and he seemed to die here without seeing Evan.

Seeing Lance again, Evan was startled by his emaciated appearance. It is obviously unwise to disobey the order of the Illuminati Church. When drowsy, get up and leave.

The moment he turned around, Lance grabbed his hand.

"E... Evan."

A small, hoarse voice sounded, with deep sleepiness and obvious grievances.

The holy knight of light suddenly turned around, his eyes gradually filled with disbelief.

"Lance, you...can talk?"

"Evan...Evan...no...go..."

Lance nodded, his voice became louder and more urgent, until finally his whole face was flushed, and his eyes were trying to convey a message - don't go.

Evan, the holy knight of light who always prided himself on being hard-hearted, suddenly trembled in his heart at this moment, and a complex emotion full of touching surged from the bottom of his heart, warmly surrounding his whole body.

It turned out that he also had a day when others relied on him wholeheartedly, as Evan himself, not the holy knight of light who would never be able to reach him.

He made a decision that even he thought was unbelievable. He applied to the church to bring Lance to his mansion for training, and he promised that he would personally teach all the basic knowledge, so that Lance could meet the admission criteria as soon as possible.

The Church of Light considered it over and over again, and finally approved his request three days later.

That day was a beautiful day with fine weather, and Evan took Lance to his mansion. Lance's clean and bright smile was reflected in Evan's eyes, and his indifferent brows suddenly relaxed, revealing a little softness.

"Lance, you will live here for some time to come."

Lance pulled Evan, looked at him brightly, and nodded.

"I live here too, and I won't leave." Rubbing Lance's head, Evan explained some matters to the servants, and led Lance to visit the residence.

Lance was always in a good mood, with a big smile on his face all the time, and Evan always had a smile on his mouth, which made the passing servants stare blankly, and even speculated about Lance's identity.

Can the bright holy knight Evan Ni, who has always been upright and stable, show such an expression, who is the big man who came here?

At night, Lance was sent back to the bedroom. After Evan coaxed him to sleep, he got up and left with a happy expression.

The moment the door closed softly, Lance opened his eyes in the dark, revealing a pleasant but evil smile.

"Alice, does Deknis have anything to deal with recently?"

Alice, the necromancer, was talking to his spirit quickly in his mind: "Everything is fine, Your Majesty."

Lance was very satisfied. He closed his eyes and rested for a while, and found it strange that Alice had not cut off the spiritual connection for so long.

"Anything else?"

Alice's voice was a little weak: "Well, Your Majesty, do you still remember your black panther?"

Lance frowned: "Didn't it say that he would practice alone in Deknis for a period of time to improve his strength? What's wrong?"

Alice looked at Ai Ai's opening: "That... Your Majesty... it heard from somewhere that you are going to try my plan..."

Lance's temple twitched, and he had a bad premonition: "Then?"

"It... probably will come to you soon..."