Leopard of another world

After waiting in fear for two months, Lance still did not wait for the black panther, and the induction of the soul told him that the black panther was still in Deknis, which made him feel a little strange and lost while he was relieved.

Patting himself on the head, Lance felt that he must have been an idiot for too long and his intelligence had begun to deteriorate. The black panther was his pet, so why was he so afraid.

"Lance, are you bored? How about we go out for a walk, there is only less than a month before the entrance to St. Louis Bright Academy, and there are not many opportunities for us to stay together."

Oh, there are not many opportunities to stay together--that's a really unpleasant sentence.

Lance secretly rolled his eyes depressedly, and went over the greetings from the Pope to the low-level priests of the Illuminati Church from beginning to end.

We have to start from the beginning.

For two months, the Church of Light gave Evan a vacation so that he could concentrate on teaching Lance so that he could enter school as soon as possible. Evan taught very seriously, but Lance studied very hard, and he was poor at acquiring knowledge. People are frustrated, and people can't help but wonder if there is something wrong with the potential test.

Of course, Lance is not an idiot. On the contrary, he has great enthusiasm and spirit of exploration for the magic system of this world. The only reason he learned so slowly is that he doesn't want to leave Evan's mansion. You know, close contact with the light is sacred. The knight is also part of the plan. In order to strip Evan's soul from his body/body, he had to stay by Evan's side as much as possible, wearing a little bit of erosive magic grass next to his body, and removing the blessing of the God of Light little by little. Strength, this is a technical job, and just carefully adjusting the amount of magic grass every day to prevent Evan from noticing it makes him exhausted.

After being eroded by the magic grass for nearly two months, he felt that the power of the blessing had weakened. Although the degree of weakening was frustrating, it was indeed the safest method, and the holy knight of light was not easy to fool.

But all the plans came to an abrupt end when the Church of Light ordered him to enroll in St. Louis College of Light this spring. Lance gritted his teeth with hatred for the church that interrupted his plan, but there was nothing he could do about it. As time went by, it was less than half a month before the date of admission to the college.

With a slumped face and a grudging expression, Lance slowly held Evan's sleeve and stood up. At the same time, he found sadly that imitating the behavior of mentally handicapped children was really getting better and better. The more handy.

Evan showed his usual gentle smile in front of Lance, stretched out his hand to straighten his collar, and led him out naturally.

The two walked in the busiest market in the capital, surrounded by bustling crowds. Evan put on a light suit, which looked much softer than when he was wearing armor, and his usual coldness faded away. He exuded a very masculine handsomeness, causing the ladies nearby to peek over and whisper to each other.

Sure enough, good-looking men are more popular among women.

Lance sighed silently, feeling sour in his heart. He was not bad looking, and his height was enough. Why do women always ignore him and favor men who are stern and strong? Does a big guy give them a sense of security?

Lance looked at his white and slender fingers, and tears flowed into his heart—although he looked thin, (he thought) there was still a lot of material under his clothes!

With a soft snort of resentment, Lance opened the spiritual link with his subordinates, trying to seek approval: "My figure is actually not much different from that of the Holy Knight of Light, right?"

There was an eerie silence on the mental link channel.

A moment later, Derek's wild laughter came from the other end, and the laughter stopped suddenly after a few seconds, followed by Alice's scream that almost broke Lance's eardrum.

"Arnold! Simon! Help! Derek choked on the cake—"

Lance: "..."

Listening to the turmoil on the other side of the channel, Lance's depression gauge suddenly broke the table. He squinted sullenly at Evan, who had a particularly prominent temperament and appearance in the crowd, in exchange for the other party's blank look back.

"Lance, what's wrong?"

"hot."

The voice was thin and weak, so hoarse and difficult to distinguish, Evan had to lean closer to hear it.

Since Lance began to speak, his stuttering sentences have gradually become fluent, but his voice is so low that it is hard to hear. The pastor said that this is also one of the sequelae of black magic.

Because of the inferiority of his own voice, Lance has always been able to speak concisely and concisely. Whenever he speaks, he lowers his head and looks timid. This makes Evan feel guilty and distressed, and it is almost impossible to refuse any request from Lance.

"It's hot? Let's go, let's go to the tavern over there to have a rest."

Leading him to sit down at the small table outside the tavern, Lance obediently took the lemonade handed by Evan, sipping it in small sips, but the other end of his spirit was still connected with his subordinates.

"By the way, Alice, how is the Black Panther doing?"

The channel was eeriely silent again.

After a while, Alice's voice stammered: "That... Your Majesty, isn't the black panther with you?"

Lance's heart skipped a beat, and the lemonade spilled all over the table.

"Lance?"

"Sleepy……"

Smiling shyly at Evan with a concerned face, Lance yawned sleepily, lay down on the table and began to take a nap, Evan habitually took off his coat and put it on him, looking at him calmly with a smile face.

At the same time, the roar in Lance's head ran through the minds of all his subordinates.

"what happened!"

"Your Majesty, maybe that leopard just got lost in the Eden Realm?" Although the tone was still teasing, Derek's voice was obviously dry.

"Shut up, Derek! Arno, tell me."

The channel was quiet for a while, and Arnold's voice finally sounded: "Your Majesty, two months ago, the Black Panther returned to the Temple of Demons after finishing his training on the ice field. After hearing about your plan, he immediately set off for the abandoned valley. I want to pass through the chaotic gap and reach the Eden Realm directly. But... Judging from your words, it seems that the black panther did not reach the destination smoothly."

Lance was shocked by the news: "Check it out, check it out right away! Although my contract can't pinpoint his exact location, I can sense that he's still in Deknis. I want to get news about him as soon as possible." The better."

"Yes, Your Majesty." The four subordinates spoke in unison and quickly threw themselves into the search.

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In the next half month, Lance's bad mood broke through any previous record, specifically manifested as restlessness about everything, insomnia, loss of appetite, and obvious trance during study. This abnormal physiological state naturally caused After getting Evan's attention, he thought that Lance was afraid of going to school, so he took care of him more meticulously, and stayed with Lance almost all day.

After half a month of panic and anxiety, he finally got the news from his subordinates.

"Your Majesty, two and a half months ago, the "Middle Realm Kaos" connecting Eden and Deknis had a short space distortion due to the instability of the Deknis plane, and the black panther just tried to pass through it at that time. , was involved in the turbulence, and teleported to a certain place in Deknis, according to the investigation, he should be located in the Io Great Abyss in the northernmost part of Deknis."

Lance gasped.

The Great Abyss of Io - the legendary starting place of darkness. For thousands of years, no monster has dared to enter. Occasionally, some unlucky guys fell into it, but they never came out again. For Deknis, Yi The Austrian Abyss is undoubtedly the real place of death.

This time, Lance couldn't sit still.

The next day, Lance, who had been staying at home and was about to take root, uncharacteristically proposed to go out for a walk. Evan put down all the work at hand to accompany him to go out, and "coincidentally" met Ke on patrol on the street. lauder.

After chatting with Claude for a few words, when he turned his head, Evan broke out in a cold sweat when he found that Lance had disappeared.

"See if you're in a hurry, here, he's squatting next to the antiquities stall over there."

Evan looked in the direction Claude pointed, and saw the back of Lance squatting.

"There are too many people and they will disperse. I still call him back."

"You really think of him as your own son."

Shaking his head and joking, a commotion suddenly appeared not far away, screams sounded, and people immediately ran around like headless flies. A porcupine with sharp fangs rushed into the street, throwing The market is stirred into a pot of porridge.

Evan's expression was fixed, and he pushed aside the crowd to search, and saw a man in a black robe carrying the unconscious Lance far away, farther and farther away.

"Lance!" shouted, Evan eagerly wanted to rush over, but slowed down because of the random flow of people, and watched Lance being hijacked by the man in black and disappearing into the crowd.

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Just when Evan was looking for people all over the world with a murderous look, Lance and Derek had returned to Deknis, and he went straight to the Great Abyss of Io without saying a word, standing on the edge of the frighteningly deep canyon, with a gloomy face Not showing any expression.

Alice and Derek were about to collapse, and they had been standing with His Majesty for at least five hours.

When the sixth hour was about to pass, Lance finally spoke mercifully.

"Go, go down."

Alice and Derek turned pale with fright, one hugging the waist and the other hugging the legs, in an unusually tacit understanding: "No, Your Majesty! You can't go down, it's too dangerous!"

Unmoved, Lance took a step forward.

Derek's nervous voice changed his tone: "Isn't it just a magic pet! Your Majesty, you can get as many subordinates as you want, that leopard is not worth such a risk!"

Langston stopped, turned his head and glanced at the blood prince expressionlessly.

Just such a glance made Derek feel like his blood was coagulated.

He had never seen such a terrifying and sharp look in his eyes.

With a chuckle, Lance's voice rang in his ears.

"Isn't it just a magic pet? Derek, the magic pet you mentioned made a soul contract with me. If he dies, I can't live, and if I lose my life, what will happen to you...?" "

Derek blinked and finally realized the seriousness of the matter.