Leopard of another world

For the next period of time, the weather was calm, and neither the church nor Deknis had any new moves. Lance accepted the school's special course tutoring every day with peace of mind, at a stable but not too eye-catching speed. After completing the study requirements assigned by the church, Evan has relieved all tasks since he moved to the school, and goes in and out with Lance every day. In addition to going to the church to report regularly, he has truly achieved a veritable personal protection.

During this period of peaceful days, Lance had doubts more than once, wondering why Evan, who has the great title of "Hero" and the glorious title of Holy Knight of Light, would willingly leave his spacious mansion, Coming to school affords the safety of a student with only "decent potential".

A 27-year-old youth, with such amazing achievements and about to reach the peak of glory, if it were someone else, would probably choose to continue to climb bravely, rather than stagnate in place or even take a few steps back, to take care of someone who does not know is gold Or the gravel of stone.

Evan is good to him, and Lance can feel that Evan is really good to him.

Every look, every word, and even every movement conveyed concern and tenderness to him. This kind of kindness could never be faked.

In Lance's view, it is impossible for a person to be nice to another person without asking for anything, so he can't understand Black Panther's almost persistent feelings for him, nor can he understand Evan's kind of abandoning everything just to stay by his side guard.

He tried his best to tie Evan by his side, but after the goal was achieved, the doubts became more and more intense. The better Evan treated him, the more uneasy he became.

A few days later, on his way back to the dormitory from the classroom, he met Eugene who was waiting for him. The Paladin reserve member who had now relieved the burden of protection challenged him with a rapier.

Before he could answer, Evan rushed over and dismissed Eugene with a few words. Before leaving, Eugene cast Lance with unwilling and complicated eyes, which strongly baffled Lance.

Evan led Lance back to the dormitory, squatting and pressing his shoulders.

"If Eugene still troubles you in the future, you must remember to tell me."

"Why did Eugene challenge me all of a sudden? Did I make him unhappy? Then... Then should I ask him to apologize first?" Lance showed an innocent and aggrieved look.

"Of course not, it's not your fault, Lance." Evan rubbed Lance's hair distressedly: "Eugene and I had some unpleasant experiences, and the things involved are complicated, and it's hard to talk about it all at once. Be clear, I will try my best to stay with you in the future to avoid accidents."

Lance became even more curious, but this time, no matter how much he pestered Evan, the other party was vague. In the end, he just said lightly, "Eugene still lacks the spirit that a paladin should have", and then shut his mouth completely. .

Lance compromised helplessly, changed the subject, and asked the question that had been in his heart for a long time.

"Evan, is it because you are the holy knight of light that you are so kind to everyone?"

Evan lowered his head, his water-soft eyes in the shadows revealed a gentle look.

"Be nice to others, because I am the Holy Knight of Light, and be nice to you, because you are Lance."

Lance blinked and wanted to continue asking, but then Evan just kept laughing and stopped answering.

This ambiguous attitude made Lance irritated. After thinking about it all night with his eyes open, he decided to let the Panther strip his soul brand in advance.

As he said before, he was sincerely tired of this task that had to be completed because it was a matter of life and death, but it always failed to make progress.

-------------------------------------------------- ----------------

On the second day, Evan greeted an unexpected guest in the dormitory, his good brother-Claude, the deputy head of the paladins.

"Claude, why are you here?"

"Come and see you who changed careers and became a bodyguard." Claude smiled and bumped Evan's shoulder, then went to Lance and pinched his cheek: "By the way, let's take a look at your who has received the blessing of the God of Light. Baby protector."

Langston covered his cheeks with tears in his eyes and whimpered in pain. Evan separated Claude without a trace, watched Lance enter the bedroom quickly, then turned his eyes away, and chatted with Claude in the small living room. stand up.

Lance sat cross-legged on the bed, spreading his palms.

A small puppet lying in the palm of his hand.

The black cat jumped onto the bed, instantly transformed into a human form, lowered its head and said, "That elf puppet, Claude gave it to you?"

Lance nodded and smiled: "Yes, puppet, it will be used tonight. Evan is going to church for a routine report and won't be back at night."

Samuel nodded: "Okay, just tonight, don't worry, I'm here."

The tension in Lance's heart finally dissipated at this moment.

In the middle of the night, Evan had already left. Lance put the puppet on the bed, pricked his finger and dripped a drop of blood. The puppet quickly became bigger and became Lance's appearance, with reddish cheeks and heaving chest, just like a real person.

The quilt was pulled up to the neck, Lance and the black cat looked at each other, the next moment, his body soared into the air, Samuel hugged Lance by the waist, jumped out of the window, several ups and downs disappeared in the vast night.

The guard in charge of patrol only felt a strange wind blowing past his ears, but looked up but saw nothing.

Not long after, Samuel hugged Evan and fell to the place he had chosen—a deep cave in the dense forest on the outskirts of the capital.

Several layers of protective barriers and isolation barriers were deployed in an instant. Samuel gently placed Lance on a layer of dry straw on the ground. Lance turned his head and looked around the dry cave, and found that there were many things around. , and even a porcelain cup that is exactly the same as the cup I usually drink water from.

"Is it well taken care of? You spent a lot of effort?"

Samuel bowed his head and kissed Lance's cheek, and left quickly when he dodged back reflexively.

"It doesn't take much effort, as long as you like it."

Lance sat on the dry straw calmly, watched Samuel prepare solemnly, and said with a smile: "You seem more nervous than me."

Samuel put on silver gloves made of unknown animal skin, lowered his head and stretched his fingers: "It may hurt a little later, if it hurts, bite my arm, don't hurt yourself."

"Do you think I'm a dog?" Lance laughed.

When the brand stripping officially started, Lance finally stopped laughing.

He found that it was definitely not a little pain, the kind of severe pain that seemed to forcibly gouge out a piece of his soul, which made him unable to faint. In the waves of heart-piercing pain, he Realizing that he couldn't scream at all, he could only slam his head against the ground frantically, trying to divert his attention from other pains.

Samuel hugged him tightly, preventing him from self-harming. Lance's eyes went black, and his remaining rationality made him only know that someone was preventing him from relieving the pain. He ruthlessly rejected the person who hugged him, Opening his mouth and biting fiercely, blood mixed with minced meat stuck to his lips and fell down his chin.

Lance was in a state of confusion, as if he heard someone's painful and rapid panting in his ear, and kept murmuring.

"It will be fine soon, bear with it, and it will be fine soon, right away..."

When Lance felt that he was about to die in pain, the power to tear his soul suddenly stopped, and then faded away like a tide.

"It's over?" asked weakly, Lance lay on Samuel's lap, only feeling that he had died once, and he didn't even have the strength to wipe off his sweat.

In the candlelight, Samuel's face was serious and terrifying: "It's not over, there is still a small part that hasn't been removed, but it seems...someone is coming."

Not over yet? !Lance groaned and was immediately covered over his mouth.

"Shh... be quiet!"

This time Lance also heard the chaotic footsteps coming from the entrance of the cave, faintly mixed with Evan's shouts.

"How could they find it?! Quick! Samuel! Forget about the remaining branding, hurry up to the school through the teleportation array, and go back quietly!"

The bitten bloody arm hugged Lance tightly, Samuel leaned close to his ear, and whispered: "No, if they can find it, it means that the puppet has been found! We can't go, lie down obediently, and I will solve it. "

The next moment, Lance found himself unable to move.

He widened his eyes desperately, watching Samuel helplessly stand up and walk towards the entrance of the cave, a surge of fear suddenly rose in his heart.

Soon after, the sound of fierce fighting came from the entrance of the cave, mixed with people's roars and Samuel's voice. The fighting lasted for a long time. When everything subsided, he heard the sound of fast approaching footsteps. Evan and a group of people looked serious. His face appeared by candlelight.

"Here he is! Here!"

A group of people came up, and Evan bent down to hug Lance, and was relieved to find that there were no injuries on his body.

"Lance, what's up?!"

"..."

Seeing that Lance could only blink and could not speak, the Holy Knight of Light suddenly became nervous again. He turned around and rushed out while holding him, almost bumping into Eugene who was standing aside.

Tossing until the next morning, the pastor and the bishop finally dispersed, and the restraint that could not be undone on Lance was automatically undone. Samuel did not know what to do, and the almost soul brand that had been cleared was not cleared by the light. The people of the church found it wrong, and only came to the conclusion that an enemy tried to loosen the brand but failed.

Lance was dizzy and dizzy, and his body hadn't recovered from the previous peeling brand. He just felt his chest was tight and he wanted to vomit. During the series of checks conducted by the priest before, he learned that the first person who found the problem was actually Eugene White.

According to Eugene himself, he saw a suspicious black figure flashing past the school, and he happened to be near Lance’s dormitory at that time. Lance into two knots.

The alarm sounded and the news spread throughout the church. Evan, who was giving a report at the church, hurried back to school. After seeing a sheet of blood and two corpses, the roof of the dormitory was overturned by an uncontrolled force.

During a period of chaos, Bishop Joseph discovered that it was not the real Lance, but a puppet.

There was a glimmer of hope in everyone's hearts, and the capital was immediately blocked, and a carpet search was carried out. With the expansion of the search area, they finally found Lance and Samuel in the cave.

A group of people fought fiercely with Samuel, and finally the dark side escaped with serious injuries, and the representative of the light found the son of God.

"Son, do you remember how you were kidnapped?" Principal Joseph's voice was soothing.

"I don't know." Lance's eyelids twitched. "As soon as I woke up, I was in that cave. It didn't take long before I was saved."

Principal Joseph nodded, unable to hide the disappointment in his expression, he failed to get any effective information about the dark forces.

This hijacking incident shocked the Church of Light completely. Under such strict guards, the Son of God was still taken away, and the dark forces even tried to strip away the blessing of the God of Light. They faintly felt that the power of darkness had penetrated into the light. The field has expanded to an unimaginable level.

The scales are faintly tilted towards the darkness, and the progress of some things must be accelerated.

At the same time, Lance was also thinking about a problem, which he felt was quite serious.

This time everything was carried out according to his arrangement, but in the end, a serious mistake occurred.

If it was his body lying on the bed, it would have been a cold corpse broken in two at this moment.

Who is it that wants to kill him?

Between the two forces of light and darkness, is there a third-party force mixed in?

Amidst the exhaustion of the body and the fullness of his mind, Lance fell into a deep sleep.

When he woke up, the first thing he saw was Evan who had been standing by the bedside for most of the day.

He raised his head and showed the same smile as usual towards the Holy Knight of Light. This time, Evan didn't smile back.

He walked slowly to the head of the bed, bent down, put his hands on both sides of Lance's cheeks, and looked solemn.

"Even if you are cast with the sleeping magic of the dark attribute, under the influence of the soul brand of the God of Light, you will still retain a certain amount of sanity. I, who also have the blessing of the God of Light, know this better than anyone else."

"So, Lance, how were you taken away last night?"

The author has something to say: Tuesday’s update will be delivered on time~ la la la la ~

Let the messages flood me, ahahahaha [laugh on hips]

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