Reborn Ancient Western Europe

Gray was holding the button, and sat by the window in a daze. All the rooms in the Vanners Palace had charcoal stoves in the corners. Gray only wore unlined clothing, showing a section of his wrist.The white skin, the red vine veins are still firmly attached to it, as if it has penetrated into the blood vessels.

Angus stood at the door, looked at Gray, and frowned.

Gray had just returned to the house from the cold outside, and was stimulated by the heat in the room, two touches of bright red appeared on his cheeks.His skin was already fair, but with this blush, it was even more fair and translucent.

Angus knocked on the door frame with the heel of his boot, and met Gray who was looking up.Gray and he stared at each other for a while, then looked past him and fell behind him.

Angus turned around to look.On the floor behind him, a black cat squatted there quietly, squinting and looking at them.The cat was almost all black except for a little white on the tail.It opened its round blue eyes, and slowly lowered its head to lick its paws.

"Ruth? Are you finally willing to come back?"

Angus said with a smile, squatting down and looking at the cat.And the cat named Ruth raised its eyelids to look at him indifferently, and continued to lick its paws.

"Is it your cat?" Gray asked.

"Yes, but I don't even know who is the master." Angus smiled and reached out to touch Ruth's head, but the other party scratched his paw mercilessly.

Angus didn't take it seriously, and still viciously ravaged the opponent's little hairy head before letting go of his hand contentedly.Turning around, he smiled at Gray and said, "The little girl has a bad temper, and she runs away from home every three days."

Looking at the kitten that was grinding its paws for revenge, Gray suddenly stretched out his hand and made a flirting gesture.

"Come here, little one."

Ruth looked at him with her head on one side for a moment, then meowed and blinked her watery blue eyes.

That small appearance immediately made Grey cry out in his heart that he was so cute.

He lowered his voice, and said as gently as possible: "Come here, little guy, come here and give you something to eat."

Angus suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.When did Gray speak to him so gently!

Ruth glanced at Angus, flicked her long tail in disdain, stepped on catwalks and walked up to Gray, raised her head and gave a delicate glance.

Greyle was overwhelmed, and stretched out his hand to hold the kitten into his arms, scratching its chin gently.

"Be good, be good." Gray smiled and hugged the kitten, feeding it with the snacks on the table.Ruth nestled in Gray's arms, rubbing against Gray's body vigorously, even sticking out her pink tongue to lick his face.

Angus gritted his teeth watching from the sidelines, this cat definitely did it on purpose!When has it been so sticky!

Gray hugged the kitten for a while, then suddenly looked up at Angus and asked, "You call it Ruth?"

Angus nodded, sat next to Gray naturally, stretched out his hand to pinch Ruth's ear, and said, "It's a cute name, the little girl likes it too, right?"

Ruth responded by scratching his paw hard.

Gray stared at Angus with a strange expression for a while, then stroked the head of the kitten in his arms comfortingly, and whispered: "Poor little guy."

"What?" Angus asked puzzled.

Gray sighed, looked at Angus and said helplessly, "Ruth is not a little girl, she is a boy."

Angus froze for a moment, then stared at Ruth in Gray's arms.Ruth let out a mournful cry, and rubbed against Gray's arms again.

Angus decisively lifted Ruth's nape, and threw it out mercilessly.But the little guy's reaction speed was not slow. The moment he landed, he stood firm, took a glance, and rushed towards Angus with a murderous look.

Gray was stunned, watching the person and the cat roll into a ball in front of it, and suddenly smiled uncontrollably.

"Rename it."

Gray hugged the kitten that had successfully escaped into his arms, and suggested with a smile.

Angus looked at the smile on his lips, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.

"it is good."

He responded with a gentle voice that even he didn't realize.

This is Vannus, where the winters are so cold that every drop of water is frozen.But at this moment, it is not so unacceptable for Gray to suddenly feel cold while holding the soft cat in his arms.

He looked out the window, although the snow had stopped, but the sky and the earth were still transparent white, clean and spotless.

Gray looked back at Angus' black hair, smiled and said, "Tell me about your father, I really want to know."

Angus looked at the small button placed on the table, thought for a while, and said, "I heard from others that he is a very strange person."

In fact, Angus had heard a lot about his father from others.

Angus' father has the same black hair as Angus.His original identity in this world was the messenger of God.

Regarding him, even now that he has disappeared for so many years, there are still many legends about him in the temple.The oldest elder in the temple is still happy to tell the younger generation of temple staff about the miracle he personally experienced.

At that time, the power of the temple was suppressed by the empire, and more and more temple personnel were secretly executed by the empire.In the face of the ambitious empire, the temple was almost powerless to fight back, and even reached the point of collapse at one point.

And the appearance of that man completely changed everything.Almost by his own strength, he completely reversed the situation.

Angus still remembered the excited application on the elder's face when he told about the man's appearance.He said that the man fell from the sky, with a gorgeous light unimaginable by ordinary people, and fell from the palace of God to the blue sea, splashing countless white waves.

He can do almost anything.

He really seemed to come with the power of a god.He helps the persecuted temple personnel to resist the empire, and he knows how to make various weapons, some of which are so powerful that they can only be described as the power of gods.Whether on the battlefield or at the negotiating table, he is as wise as if he can see into one's heart.

At that time, he became almost all hope and faith of the temple.

With his help, the temple finally reached a non-aggression treaty with the empire, and the temple finally gained a foothold again.

The elder would stop at this point, and after a long period of contemplation, he would tell the young temple staff that God's messenger returned to God after completing God's will.

Maybe, one day, he will come back again.

The elder always ended with this sentence, as if he was really looking forward to that man's return.

Gray lowered his eyes, clenched his palms unconsciously, and frowned tightly.

Angus knew what he was thinking. He looked at him for a while, then pushed the cat away from his arms, put his hands on his knees, and looked at his face from below.

Gray met his face and couldn't help shaking his head.

"He didn't go back." Angus said, "The elder is just lying."

He rested his head on Gray's lap, closed his eyes, and whispered:

"I'll take you to see him."