Leopard of another world

"There is absolutely no need for you to wrong yourself to stay by that paladin's side."

After a long time, Samuel spoke, still staring at Lance.

"Oh, although that plan sounds unreliable from Alice's mouth, it is indeed the safest and most secure plan." Lance narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a cold tone: "Who gave you the courage to question your identity? Deknis dictates my decision!"

Samuel suddenly raised the corner of his mouth, with a hint of sarcasm: "Safe and secure? Let you, the demon king of Deknis, sneak into the headquarters of the Church of Light alone? This is really the safest and safest plan I have ever heard."

Lance's eyes were so cold that they could freeze: "It's better than you forcibly killing the Holy Knight of Light and damaging his soul so that I can't complete the task at all. Samuel, you want to die, but I still want to live."

Samuel's eyes darkened slightly: "With me here, how could you die? I can already transform into a human form, and my power has leapt to another level. As long as I capture that paladin alive and bring him back to Deknis, when the power is fully restored, I will There is a way to destroy the blessing brand of the God of Light in his soul, and then throwing it into the magic pool will end everything."

"Hmph, then tell me, how long will it take for your strength to recover? What is the success rate of your so-called method of destroying the brand?"

Samuel was silent.

Lance sneered: "Go back to Deknis, I said I don't want to see you, this face is already disgusting, and it's even more disgusting after it rots."

"Sorry, I can't choose my face again after taking shape. I thought, you'd like to see this face destroyed."

"Do you think I'll be in a better mood when I look at an ugly face? I know you can heal the ulcers on your face. Don't pretend to disgust me with a rotten face. I don't have any extra sympathy."

Samuel looked at Lance silently, and after a while he raised his hand to press the ulcer on his face, the wave of magic flashed away, and when he took his hand away again, all the black mixed with flesh and blood disappeared, and after a while In a few days, the wound will probably heal on its own.

Turning his gaze away, Lance said indifferently, "You go, Alice and the others will come to pick you up later."

After a long time, Samuel said slowly, "I'm not him."

"I know."

"What can I do so that you don't show this expression anymore."

"Then don't appear in front of me."

"I can't do it. From the moment I signed the contract with you, I never thought of leaving. If you insist on carrying out this plan, please let me stay by your side to protect your safety."

Lance's chest began to heave violently. He suddenly opened a sound-proof barrier, and started smashing things in the room like crazy. Samuel stood where he was, quietly watching his actions.

After everything that could be smashed in the room was turned into pieces, Lance raised his head, his breathing was short, and his voice was hoarse.

"Don't you understand! Get out! I have spent 26 years forgetting this damn face. When I want to live again, why do you brazenly say that you want to stay by my side with such an appearance! roll!"

Samuel pursed his lips tightly, stretched out his hand to hold Lance's hand, but put it down again after hesitating for a while: "I will change back to the appearance of a black cat, as long as you want, I will always be a black cat Or stay by your side in the form of a black panther, if you still don’t want to see me, I’ll hide in a hidden beam or corner. Lance, I can’t go.”

Lance suddenly became quiet, his bloodshot eyes looked at Samuel, and bumped into the other's purple pupils, the pain, pity, self-blame and sadness inside were entangled together, melting into a deep and shallow purple, making Lans Si's heart trembled.

He had never seen Samuel look like this before.

Exhaling slowly, Lance stopped talking. He closed his eyes, lay back on the bed, and hesitantly opened the spiritual link.

"Alice, you go back, Samuel will stay with me first."

Alice, who finally came to the human world through the turbulent flow, burst into tears. She took a look at her embarrassed appearance, and plunged into the turbulent flow again...

Samuel had been watching Lance's actions, and he knew he was relenting.

Lowering his head and showing a faint smile, Samuel quietly turned into a black cat, consciously walked to the corner farthest from Lance, curled up quietly, and closed his eyes.

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Three days later, Evan set off again with Lance, rushing to the capital.

On the way, Lance saw a little black cat with an injured forelimb beside a bush. He begged Evan to raise the poor little guy. The holy knight of light carefully tested the little thing with all the detection magic he knew. , and after being scratched several times by the violent black cat, he agreed to Lance's request.

Lance showed a bright smile at Evan, but the Holy Knight of Light somehow felt that Lance was not very happy.

Could it be that Lance actually didn't want to keep this black cat, but just used the black cat to attract his attention because he was a little estranged from him recently?This is indeed the peculiar awkward mentality of children.

After observing for a few days, Evan became more and more sure of his guess. Lance was very indifferent to the black cat, and he couldn't see the appearance of liking at all, and the black cat was always far away, not very friendly. Humans get close.

Evan thought about it, and felt that the number of meetings with Lance had indeed decreased in order to cover up his injuries a few days ago, and the child-like Lance probably felt that he was alienated, thus creating a sense of crisis.

Lance, who was resting on the rock, noticed his gaze and turned his head with a big smile. Evan's heart softened, he returned a smile, and began to feel guilty again.

Children are eager to be cared for, Evan thought, although Lance is an adult physically, he is still a traumatized child psychologically and needs the attention of others.

In order to make up for the previous indifference to Lance, Evan was more caring and considerate on the return journey. This state of numbness in Lance's scalp continued until they returned to Evan's mansion in the capital.

Back in his own room, Lance deliberately ignored the black cat that had been watching him in the corner, and opened his mental link as usual to listen to his subordinates' report on Deknis' recent developments. Not long after, the door was locked by the mansion. The servant in the house rang.

"Mr. Lance, Your Majesty Evan invites you to the reception room."

Surprised to cut off the mental link, Lance opened the door and followed the servants out, while throwing a warning look at the black cat who wanted to follow.

Evan usually came to find himself in person, what happened today and actually asked the servant to report it in a serious manner?

Walking through the long corridor into the reception room, after seeing a hale and hearty old man with white hair sitting opposite Evan, Lance understood the reason for doing so a little bit.

The old man's gorgeous and thick crimson robe and the magic emblem on the silky surface, as well as the rich and active light magic elements around him, all showed his noble identity - a certain cardinal of the Church of Light.

"Lance, this is Bishop Joseph, who is also the honorary principal of St. Louis College of Light."

"Master Joseph, good day." Lance shrank behind Evan, and said timidly, his voice was no louder than a mosquito.

"Oh, is this the child with a pure light magic physique? He is so energetic and cute, come and let me have a look." Bishop Joseph smiled kindly. Those light gray eyes stared straight at Lance, like two little drills, trying to get into his flesh and brain.

Lance was very uncomfortable with the naked/naked probing eyes. He lowered his eyes to hide the disgust inside, grabbed Evan's clothes and shrank again.

Evan quickly held his slightly trembling hand, and nodded apologetically towards Bishop Joseph: "I'm sorry, Bishop Joseph, Lance is very shy. In fact, he doesn't want to get close to anyone except me. You see, Lance is now His mental state is indeed not suitable for immediate admission, especially not long ago he experienced an attack from the dark forces. If you can agree to postpone Lance's admission to the autumn, I will be very grateful."

"I know, Evan, I understand." Joseph softened his voice, his eyes were gentle: "Anyone who is exposed to the evil and horror of black magic will always have a little bit of psychological shadow, especially those who are born with Dark magic is incompatible with pure light." Joseph stood up with a smile, and opened his arms towards Lance: "Don't be afraid, child, the God of Light will take care of you. As for postponing enrollment, I always have to take a good look at me Future students are the ones to make the decisions, aren't they?"

Evan was silent for a few seconds, then patted Lance on the shoulder lightly: "Lance, let's go."

Resisting the desire to punch the ugly old man on the nose, Lance slowly moved over. Just as he was one meter away from Bishop Joseph, the white-haired old man suddenly took a step forward, taking a step forward with lightning speed. The gesture of the ear clasped his wrist.

"Oh! This is simply a miracle! What an amazing physique! [-]% pure light physique!"

Bishop Joseph chanted loudly, his eyes sparkling with excitement.

Feeling the light magic that was forcibly poured into his body and walked around and then left, Lance couldn't help the disgust in his heart. He tried to withdraw his hand, but the other party's grip was unexpectedly tight, making it difficult for him to break free.

Bishop Joseph turned his head and looked at Evan with a red face: "This child is in good health, and there is no problem in attending the spring school. Evan, my child, why do you want to postpone the school time? It has been so many years since I have found such a well-received child. The child favored by the gods, all the members of the Church of Light are eagerly looking forward to the birth of another hero, of course this child must enter school as soon as possible, the sooner the better!"

"But..." Evan looked a little unnatural: "Don't you think he needs to rest for a while, I mean, his mentality may not have adjusted yet, and it will take longer to adapt."

"No, Evan, believe me, young people don't always see the long-term view as our group of old guys who are about to be called by the God of Light." Bishop Joseph said with a smile: "In the past 100 years, children with bright physiques are getting more and more Fewer and fewer, there is already a danger of a shortage of mid-level priests, and the signs of a dark recovery are gradually becoming apparent, Evan, we can't wait, the era desperately needs heroes, you are one, and this kid, I can guarantee, he will be in the future Create a miracle of light. You don't need to worry about anything, I will give him the best care at school."

Evan's expression was not good, but he finally acquiesced to Bishop Joseph's request.

Lance's attention was always on the dry and emaciated hand that was holding him tightly. The old thing had been in this position for a long time, and it seemed that it would continue to maintain it, which made him feel like The urge to chop off this hand, which is not much better than chicken feet.

A black shadow swiftly passed by without a sound, Archbishop Joseph let out a cry of pain, and let go of his hand like a cramp.

"Meow~"

The black cat jumped onto the window sill several times, looked back at the twitching bishop clutching his paws, turned around and quickly disappeared into the garden outside the window.

Lance breathed a sigh of relief, quickly hid behind Evan, found an opportunity, and sneaked away.

The plan to stay with the holy knight of light and gradually destroy the brand of the god of light on the soul was completely destroyed by Bishop Joseph's words. Lance had to think of a new way to continue the plan.

Back in the house, he glanced coldly at the black cat lying in the corner that had been following him since he entered the door, and lay back on the bed to open the spiritual link with his subordinates.

"Arnold, there is something you need to do tomorrow..."