Leopard of another world

Lance saw off Evan, and after sitting in the dormitory for a short while, an unexpected guest came.

"Lance, lovely child, pack up your things and follow me, you need to change to another dormitory."

"Master Joseph?" Lance looked at the smiling old man and blinked innocently: "Can't I live here?"

"Oh, the son of the gods can't live in such an ordinary place." Bishop Joseph chuckled: "Besides, since you have become a student of the academy, you can call me the principal, don't be so restrained, pack it up Is it?"

"Yes, Principal Joseph." Lance had no choice but to pack the things he had just taken out into his bag, and followed slowly while cursing the old guy who likes to mess around.

The moment he opened the door of the new dormitory, Lance was almost blinded by the dazzling light inside.

The square room, which is at least five times larger than ordinary dormitories, is covered with light golden floor tiles, and the walls are covered with angels of various shapes drawn with thin golden lines. There is even a small fountain in the center of the room, and the clear water flows from The water jug ​​held in the hands of the angel sculpture was gurgling, making a ding-dong sound.

There is a bed in each of the two small rooms on the left and the right. The one on the left is hung with light silver bed curtains and luxurious sheets, while the bed on the right is much more plain. It is no different from what you see in the student dormitory.

Lance picked up his luggage and walked towards the room on the right without saying a word.

Principal Joseph grabbed Lance's luggage.

"Son, it's wrong, it's this side."

Lance: "..."

Numbly, he took out his things and arranged them again. Lance looked at the angel smiling at him on the bed sheet, and found that he had the same face as Principal Joseph.

Principal Joseph stroked his short beard with a smile: "The genius-like creativity of my former students is very good, isn't it?"

Lance: "..."

Principal Joseph sat across from him and babbled about the school's special curriculum arrangements for him. Lance's back was straight, his hands were on his knees, and his mind was wandering.

There was a knock on the door suddenly, the old headmaster stopped, and Lance got up and went to open the door.

Open the door and meet Eugene's muscular necrotic face.

Lance: "...hi...hi!"

"Oh! Dear child, you are finally here." Principal Joseph pulled Eugene into the room, and warmly introduced to Lance: "This is Eugene White, a student in Class [-], Class [-] of the Combat Department of the academy. A very good child, he will live with you in the next year and will be responsible for your safety. Eugene, this is Lance, the "Son of God" who has a pure light physique. Didn't you always want to meet him? Is it?"

Eugene passed the principal, came to the simple bed, opened the luggage and took out a set of underwear, turned and walked into the bathroom, and closed the door.

A few seconds later, the sound of rushing water came.

Joseph: "..."

Afterwards, Principal Joseph explained a few words to Lance, and gave him a crystal recording ball that recorded the courses, teachers' contact information, and important offices of the school, and then left. Lance studied the crystal ball for a long time, making sure that he His courses were arranged separately by the school, and after not having much interaction with students of the same level, he breathed a sigh of relief, and he didn't want to get too involved with other people. After all, his goal was only Evan, not running to and Play student role-plays in schools run by dark hostile forces.

The door was knocked again.

When the door was opened, a half-grown boy poked his head in, and the baby had a bright smile on his face: "May I ask if Eugene moved here?"

"Yes, he's taking a bath."

Lance backed away to make room.

The boy moved in with a bulging package, threw it on Eugene's bed, then raised his head to look at Lance, his eyes lit up.

"Aha, you must be the 'Son of God' who just entered school today! Hello, my name is Lawrence White, a student in the first class of the third level of the magic department of the academy."

"Lance, the first class in the magic department, do you know Eugene?"

"Oh, he's my brother. To be precise, he and I were adopted by the same adoptive father." Lawrence smiled and took out a pack of fudge from his pocket, and handed it over: "Do you want it?"

"No, thank you."

"Oh, that's a pity, you know that the fudge in this store is very good." Lawrence picked a grape-flavored one and threw it into his mouth, and said vaguely: "Lance, you were beaten by Evan this morning." Is the one sent by His Majesty right? You have a good relationship with him?"

"Yes, in fact I've been living in his house and he's been very nice to me."

A strange look crossed Lawrence's face, he hesitated to speak.

Lance pretended not to notice, and continued to chatter. After a while, Lawrence couldn't bear it anymore. He suddenly moved to Lance's side, sat down on the edge of the bed, and whispered close to him.

"Hey, Lance, don't say at the Academy that you used to live with Majesty Evan and have a good relationship, especially in front of Eugene."

Lance became interested: "Why?"

Lawrence held his breath and looked at the closed door of the bathroom. The sound of water was still rushing. He breathed a sigh of relief and whispered into Lance's ear, "Eugene once moved to Mianxia's mansion to study with him for half a year. But later, I don’t know why they moved out again. Since then, His Majesty Evan has announced that he will no longer accept any students who want to live in and follow his studies.” Lawrence pursed his lips: “Originally, I was also eligible to follow Your Majesty at the fifth level. Studying, but unfortunately I don’t have the chance now.”

"Every fifth-level student has this opportunity?"

"No, very rarely. Generally, only students with strong backgrounds and excellent grades are eligible. Whether you can go or not depends on what you mean. Eugene was once known as the 'second Evan'. That's it. For many years, his potential and abilities were second only to those of Evan's students who were at the school back then, so he got his consent. But later he moved out for some reason, and joined the group of the school's seventh-grade students in a high-profile manner. The group that is hostile to the crown is clearly against the crown. Lance, you must not talk too much about your relationship with the crown at school, even if Eugene doesn't do anything, his group of cronies and dogs will trouble you."

Lance frowned, wondering why the school had arranged for such a guy to protect his safety.

"Lance, I really envy you. You are the first person who made an exception to live in the mansion of the Crown Prince in the past few years, and you have lived in it for so long! You know, even before, except for one or two students, the Crown Prince never let you People are moving in! Can you tell me what Your Majesty usually looks like?"

Lawrence looked at him with bright eyes, like a puppy wagging its tail.

Lance twitched the corner of his mouth, what are you talking about?Tell how the great Holy Knight of Light peels apples, cuts steaks and sings bedtime nursery rhymes for him?

He resolutely chose to change the subject: "Lawrence, does the school still have groups that are hostile to Evan?"

"Hmph, it's just a group of ignorant noble young masters, just because their father disagrees with His Majesty's political views, they self-righteously sing against His Majesty at school. I don't know how annoying it is."

Lance's heart was relieved immediately, this kind of guy has never been a difficult role.

After chatting for a while, Lawrence left with a smile on his face. Before leaving, he left his dormitory number, and he is welcome to play at any time.

Not long after seeing Lawrence off, Eugene came out of the bathroom, his pale blond hair dripping from the ends, wet a piece of shirt, revealing the texture of strong muscles.

He wiped his hair, his eyes turned around and landed on the package on the bed in his room.

"Ah, that one was sent by Lawrence."

Eugene paused, casually put the wet towel on the bed frame, picked up the package and went out.

After a while, he came back empty-handed. After entering the door without looking at Lance, he turned on the bed, closed the door of the small room, and fell asleep.

The smile on the corner of Lance's mouth remained unchanged. He glanced at the black cat squatting in the corner and playing with its tail. After a simple wash, he returned to his small room, went to bed, and turned off the magic lamp.

The bedroom was plunged into darkness, and after a while, the sound of breathing in both rooms gradually became calmer.

Lance started dreaming again.

In the dream, his hands were handcuffed to the cold wall, and his knees that were in contact with the ground felt numb and dull pains. Blood dripped down his back, and he fainted into a puddle of blood under his feet.

A pair of feet wearing black dragon leather boots came into his sight and stopped in front of him.

The chin was pinched by a big hand, lifted up, and a handsome face appeared in front of him.

"Lance, is the dungeon comfortable? Why are you bothering? Promise me that everything will be resolved."

Opening his mouth, the smell of blood in his mouth made him dizzy.

"No matter how the dungeon is, it is more comfortable than living with you. Samuel, you used my trust in you to cheat the key and steal the sword of judgment before, but now you think I will be stupid enough to let you use it again? If you have the guts, kill me, if you don't have the confidence to lock me here for the rest of your life, sooner or later I'll crush you to ashes!"

The man chuckled, and his lean body moved a little closer to Lance: "Dear Lance, how could I be willing to use you? I admit that I took the key without your consent, but it was a last resort. , isn’t it? If there is no key, where would I get the sword of judgment? If there is no sword of judgment, I would not have the identity and power I have today. Now I have everything, and I can’t wait to share it with you, how Shameless use? Lance, you should know my feelings for you."

Lance laughed out loud, spitting blood on the man's face.

The man wiped off the blood on his face with a constant smile, and suddenly reached out to grab Lance's wrist, forcefully lifted him up, and turned his whole body against the wall.

The chain rattled, and the violent movement caused tearing pain from Lance's back, and the wound was pulled open again. He felt warm and sticky blood flowing down his bare back into his pants, and slowly passed out. Gritting his teeth to suppress the trembling all over his body, his cheeks were pressed against the rough and cold wall, almost deformed.

"Tear--"

The sound of fabric being torn, a chill eroding his thighs and waist, Lance's scalp went numb, and his eyes widened suddenly: "Ah——!!"

He entered roughly without any lubrication, and the sharp pain in his back made his legs tremble and he was about to kneel down, but his hands were firmly pressed against the wall, unable to move.

A hoarse voice came from the ear, with a tyrannical smile: "Lance, is it fun to be/fucked?"

"Ugh—" Swallowing a painful moan, his head was covered with cold sweat, and a bloodstain appeared on his lip bitten.

The force of the pumping/thrusting behind him was getting stronger and stronger, the blood trickled down his legs, the sound of heavy panting echoed in the cold dungeon, Lance's sanity gradually became blurred, and he disappeared...

Taking a deep breath, Lance woke up with a start, and found that his eyes were so swollen that it was difficult to open them.

Fumbling in the dark, he reached for the bedside table, where he remembered keeping a glass of water before going to bed.

A hand was attached to his back to help him up, his lips touched the cold cup, and he opened his mouth slightly, and the warm water moistened his throat.

"thanks……"

After gulping down the water, Lance tried to open his swollen eyes and look to one side.

The same face as in the dream appeared in front of my eyes.

In an instant, as if returning to a dream, Lance swung out a light blade reflexively, and pushed the opponent away with all his strength. Samuel was caught off guard and fell on the cashmere carpet in the bedroom, knocking over the bedside table, and there was a burst of ping-pong Noisy.

"What's wrong!"

The door was knocked open with a "bang", and Eugene rushed in wearing silver armor, holding a rapier, and Lance, who was dressed in professional combat equipment, was stunned.

Looking around the empty bedroom and the overturned nightstand, Eugene looked at Lance.

Lance laughed dryly: "It's okay, I'm having a nightmare, I'm scared."

With a cold snort and a glare at Lance, Eugene slammed the door and left without hesitation.

Lance put away his smile in an instant, and threw himself back on the bed, staring blankly at the bed curtain.

It's been a long time, and I haven't had such a real dream. Every time I started to have a nightmare, Evan would wake him up and hum a tune to lull him to sleep.

The venomous emotions in the dream seemed to still be lingering in his body, making every cell in him clamor for bleeding and killing, cutting the man into pieces from body to soul with one knife at a time.

He clenched his hands unconsciously, and the sticky touch made him feel something was wrong.

Turning on the magic lamp, both hands were covered with blood.

Turning over and getting out of bed, Lance looked around and saw a black figure in the corner of the room.

Stepping forward, the black cat stopped licking the wound, changed its posture, pressed the wound to a place where Lance could not see, raised its head and looked at him silently.

Looking at the blood in his hand, Lance suddenly felt guilty. He stretched out his hand hesitantly. The moment he touched the top of the black cat's head, Samuel's face flashed in his mind, his body shook, and he wanted to retract.

The black cat suddenly stretched out its head and rubbed against Lance's palm, and its soft fur gently brushed against his skin.

Looking at the black cat with a complicated expression, Lance suddenly got up and lay back on the bed, turned off the lights, and closed his eyes.

Silence spread in the darkness, slowed down breathing, and after a long time, suddenly spoke in a low voice.

"Feel sorry."

no answer.

He couldn't tell whether it was guilt or loss in his heart, and his consciousness gradually became hazy in the silence.

After a long, long time, so long that he didn't know whether it was in reality or in a dream, he finally heard a deep response.

"Keeping you safe from danger and fear is the meaning of my life."

"So, don't apologize."

The author has something to say: Wipe away my tears, I suddenly found out that the little leopard's loyal dog index has dumped Evan by a few blocks!

Lance, if you go on like this, you will become Lan Zha!It's absolutely not allowed for loyal dog scum to be raped by gods!

Mouyun’s seriousness: In the last chapter, some relatives said that Lance was a cowardly little scum. On this point, Mouyun raised his hand to agree. Lance himself also realized that he was purely venting anger towards the Black Panther, which was very inappropriate, but Black Panther The appearance Leopard chose had too much impact on him, or his previous psychological shadow was too great, so he couldn't control his emotions at all. This abnormal state will be very obvious in the early stage.

But it’s impossible to go on forever. Generally speaking, Lance is still a person who is more rational than emotional (or a bit too rational). Mouyun tries to show the process of his mentality adjustment. This process will not be very long. After all, he realizes his mistakes It's not Lance's style not to correct it afterwards.

All in all, the college chapter is just like what Mou Yun said before, it will be an ice-breaking journey for two people. After experiencing this kind of distrust and rejection from both parties (in fact, Lance unilaterally), reconciliation and getting along can be more warm and sweet. And then... all the dishes that should be served will be served, and the favorites will be [beep——] then [beep——], hehehe...

So, this is a sweet article, really, Mouyun is his real mother - please look at Mouyun's sincere eyes 0w0 (Mu Zongkai!)

PS: Try to wave a small flag to ask for a message! !The message is Mou Yun's motivation to speed up the ice-breaking speed and open the fast sweet mode~

Next update, Wednesday afternoon or evening, see you on Wednesday/~