Little Priest's Cat Diary

While Mia, who thought it was the wrong way to open the door, was still closing the door and trying to open it in disbelief, Sidir on the other side was still smiling as a dancer and staying in the quiet courtyard with the middle-aged general, with ease. Say some love words that you want to refuse and welcome.

That glamorous dancer seemed to be available at her fingertips, but she was born as slippery as a fish, which made it impossible for people to take advantage of it at all, and made the middle-aged general more and more itchy.

He didn't realize at all that when the dancer's hand brushed across his body lightly, she had already stolen the token from him without a trace.

The token has already been obtained, and Hidir does not intend to continue entangled with this guy.

While dealing with the other party with a smile on his face, he quickly thought of an excuse to leave.

However, just as he was about to retire, a footstep sounded in the courtyard, and someone came over.

"Well, a tryst with a beauty in a place like this."

A rough voice came.

"I'm afraid it's not a good thing to come to such a secluded place specifically?"

General Nadia came over, and while touching the scar on his chin, he looked at the two people in the depths of the courtyard with playful eyes.

He walked a little swayingly, his face was full of drunkenness, it seemed that he came to the courtyard for a walk, blowing the air, and sobering up.

"Your Majesty."

The middle-aged general bowed his head and saluted.

General Nadia is a man of unrestrained temperament, who never cares about red tape and etiquette, and often gets mixed up with his subordinates.So even if he was seen straight by his immediate boss and was even teased a few times, he didn't feel embarrassed.

He chuckled and said, "Why, Your Excellency, you didn't choose one or two that suit you?"

"No."

While Nadia continued to stroke the scar on her chin with her fingers, she cast her drunken eyes on the beautiful face of the dancer next to the middle-aged general.

He clicked his tongue: "You beauty, you look very interesting."

As soon as his meaningful words fell, all the drunkenness in his eyes subsided, and his eyes staring at the dancer suddenly became sharp.

He strode forward and punched the dancing girl.

At the same moment, a sword light flashed from the night and stabbed behind the dancer.

Although she was attacked from both sides, the dancer reacted extremely quickly.

She flipped back neatly, dodging the punch towards 'her' and the sword stabbing towards 'her' back in time.

The long sword in Faer's hand slashed across the air again.

But that sword only split the tulle thrown down by the 'dancing girl'.

Hidir jumped and landed lightly on the rockery in the courtyard.

He still looked like a charming dancing girl, looking down at everyone with a smile, but his eyes paused for a moment on the black-haired young man who almost stabbed him with a sword just now, and there was a trace of fear in his eyes.

I haven't seen this guy at the banquet just now... The evil spirit is really serious, his eyes are as fierce as a wolf's.

Faer, holding a long sword, raised his head and looked at Shidir coldly.

The two looked at each other for a second.

Then, Sidir turned around, and his figure sank into the depths of the night.

"Your Excellency, Knight Commander Fael."

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged general woke up instantly. He stretched out his hand to touch his waist, and his face froze immediately.

He said angrily: "Sorry, my token was stolen by that dancer."

Nadia habitually opened his mouth to scold a fool, but when he thought of his token... He swallowed those two words abruptly.

However, he was able to quietly steal the token from him, so that he didn't notice it. That thief was definitely not a simple person.

Nadia thought solemnly.

I don't know what the other party's purpose of sneaking into the city lord's mansion is.

"Faer, I'm going to chase that guy, you go to Your Highness..."

Nadia's words were only halfway through, Faer had already taken a step ahead of him, turned around and ran towards the direction of Sardis' residence.

The remaining half of Nadia's words were stuck in her throat, so she could only shut her mouth angrily, and led the middle-aged general to chase after the black-haired dancer in the direction where the black-haired dancer disappeared.

Faer ran to Sardis' residence very quickly.

His face was expressionless, but a cold gleam flashed in his deep black eyes.

With the strength of Prince Sardis, a few assassins would not be his opponents at all.

It stands to reason that he doesn't need to worry.

However, he dared not gamble.

He doesn't like Prince Sardis, because the master was implicated to death by him.

But for him now, the life of Prince Sardis is more important than his own life.

——That was in exchange for the life of the master.

He doesn't allow anyone to take it away.

…………

........................

Mia was confused.

Seeing the naked teen in the room, he reflexively slammed the door shut.

Well, he thought he was going through the wrong door.

But after closing it, he immediately realized that he had gone the right way.

Well, that must be an illusion.

It was an illusion created by too many semi-revealing beauty dancers at the banquet.

Thinking so, Mia opened the door again.

then……

He once again saw the beautiful boy standing in the room naked.

The extremely shocking scene in front of her made Miya's brain stop running instantly.

This is... what kind of situation?

This is Sardis's bedroom, that's right.

The one lying on the bed over there is also Sardis, yes.

But what about this naked teenage boy who is so out of tune in this room?

Just when Mia's mind was in a mess and he couldn't figure out the north, south, east, and west, he was shocked to see that beautiful boy walking towards him.

That's right.

Uncovered and extremely natural, she approached him step by step in such a frank and naked manner.

You, you, don't come here—!

With the above cry from the bottom of her heart, Miya instinctively wanted to retreat in a panic.

But he only took a step back, and the beautiful boy who had already walked quickly in front of him reached out and grabbed him, dragging him who had retreated outside the door back into the door.

The beautiful young man's eyes turned around his face, the vigilance in his eyes became more and more vigilant, he raised his chin slightly, and sneered at him: "In terms of beauty, you can't compare to me."

Mia: "???"

The beautiful boy looked at Mia quickly again, bit his lower lip, showing a unwilling expression.

"But this pure and clean appearance that stimulates men's desire to defile you is not bad."

Mia: "...Huh?"

"Whatever you pretend, they all do this kind of thing, who doesn't know who?"

The boy raised his chin and snorted coldly.

He looked at Mia, bit his lower lip, seemed a little bit unwilling, but quickly suppressed that unwillingness.

He took a step forward, raised his head and approached Mia, who was slightly taller than him, and said in a low voice, "Listen, since you are also sent to serve His Highness, no one who is fighting with the two of us will be able to grab you!" , it is better to work together to get His Highness done."

Mia: "..."

The other party's words have already reached this point, it's impossible for him not to understand what the so-called service meant by the guard captain and the young man in front of him just now.

For a moment, he was dumbfounded and embarrassed again.

...I don't know why, but I'm still a little uncomfortable.

Yes, upset.

I worked so hard to bring people all the way to come here, this guy is good, he is drunk, and there are a group of subordinates who send beauties to bed from time to time.

Thinking of this, Mia glanced at the motionless person on the bed with a cool look.

Seeing that Mia didn't speak, but still looked at His Highness, the beautiful boy felt a little anxious.

He wants to seize this opportunity and get out of the quagmire.

Although he was not willing to share the opportunity with others, he could tell that His Royal Highness was in some trouble, and he seemed not interested in him.

Maybe I am not the type that His Highness likes.

Although the young man in front of him is not as beautiful as him, but his appearance is quite good, plus the freshness of the young leaves on his body makes people feel comfortable just looking at him... Maybe His Highness is just right. I like this type.

So he had an idea, turned the enemy into a friend first, pulled the other party to his side, and coaxed the other party to come with him.

He thought for a while, showing a painful expression.

"Well, I can let you and His Highness come first."

He said, with an expression of 'I have sacrificed a lot'.

Mia: "..."

He was dumbfounded by the boy's series of operations, and he couldn't explain or refute, otherwise, if the boy made a fuss and alerted the guards outside, it would be very troublesome.

After all, I don't know if a drunk guy can wake up in time and help him out.

When Mia was hesitating and thinking about how to answer, the young man saw that he lowered his eyes and said nothing, thinking that he had acquiesced, and immediately heaved a sigh of relief in his heart.

"That's it, let's go together."

The young man showed a beautiful smile like a flower, and his eyes swept over Mia.

Mia was wearing a servant's costume, a very simple one, in fact, two pieces of thin cloth were wrapped around her body from both sides, and then tied with a belt.

The boy smiled and said, "Come on, let me help you."

Before Mia realized what the other party wanted to help her, the beautiful boy quickly reached out and grabbed the folded skirt of his chest, and pulled it to the sides without politeness.

So the jacket, which was slightly loose because it was too big, was pulled off at once.

If it wasn't stuck at the elbow, I'm afraid the whole shirt would be taken off by the other party.

Mia: "!!!"

Caught off guard and almost being stripped of her upper body—in fact, more than half of it has been stripped off now—Mia instinctively backed away in panic, avoiding the boy's hand that had reached out to her belt.

"Wait, wait a minute, I'm not..."

However, before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the other party.

"What are you waiting for? Nothing can be done if you wait any longer."

The boy approached quickly.

He reached out and continued to tug on Mia's clothes eagerly.

"Listen, this kind of opportunity is once in a lifetime, we must seize it, as long as we serve well and satisfy His Highness, we can stay by His Highness's side."

The corner of Mia's mouth twitched when she heard the latter sentence, and she shook her head repeatedly while backing away.

"No, I don't need it."

They were originally standing at the door talking, but now they retreated one after another and approached step by step, they had already left the bedroom and retreated into the outer hall.

The bedroom door closed silently.

In the tall and spacious outer hall, a beam of moonlight shines in through the skylight and falls on the ground of the outer hall.

Seeing Mia resisting so much and refusing to cooperate with him, the boy became anxious.

"Are you stupid? Why are you pretending to be pure at this time? Why are you being reserved? This is the only chance for guys like us to turn around! Do you just want to be stuck in the mud for the rest of your life?!"

He lowered his voice and growled anxiously at Mia.

"This is our only chance—"

Mia couldn't help being stunned by the fierce eyes of the young man who seemed to be struggling in the mud, as well as the suppressed and unwilling growl like a complaint.

But at the moment when he was stunned, the other party grabbed his resisting arm with one hand, and firmly grabbed his belt with the other hand.

As long as one exerts force, the belt will be pulled off, and the two thin pieces of fabric that are tied to the body by the belt will fall to the ground in an instant.

Mia was startled.

At this moment, the boy who was about to pull off his belt suddenly closed his eyes and fell down.

But before it fell on Mia, a black-haired young man who had knocked him unconscious with a knife in his hand had already stretched out his hand, picked up the young man's petite body and threw it aside.

When Mia looked up, she saw a pair of familiar black eyes.

Those usually cold black eyes were flickering with light at this moment, deeply reflecting Mia's figure.

The slightly trembling pupils seemed to make the shadow of Mia reflected in them tremble.

The black-haired knight commander stared at his master who suddenly appeared in front of him, his lips parted, and then closed again.

His lips quivered.

Mingming tried very hard to say something, but in the end he couldn't utter a word.

It was as if an invisible hand in the air was tightly strangling his throat, causing him to lose his voice, his thinking, and almost everything.

Apart from staring intently at those blue eyes, he couldn't think of anything, he couldn't do anything.

"Phael."

The call for breath made Faer's heart skip a beat.

He stretched out his hand.

As if wanting to use all the strength in his body, but with a bit of fear that he couldn't grasp, he hugged the boy standing in front of him tightly.

"Owner……"

His throat finally choked and made two sounds.

Fragmented, lingering with vibrato.

It was Fael's trembling arms that hugged him tightly.

What I heard in my ears was Faer's trembling voice like a choking voice.

Mia only felt a sudden blockage in her chest.

He thought, how did Faer spend the time when he lost his memory and 'died'?

Thinking of this, he raised his head and raised his hand to touch Faer's head.

Fael looked down at him.

The pitch-black eyes, which were described by others as cold and fierce, were now glistening with water, giving people a wet feeling.

Mia suddenly remembered the appearance of that thin and weak little servant lying on the ground hugging his leg sobbing and crying a long time ago.

At that time, the little attendant also looked at him with those wet eyes like a puppy.

It's just that Faer was looking up to himself at that time.

Now, he looked down at himself.

Mia touched Faer's already angular face and smiled.

He said with a smile: "No matter how big you are, you still love to cry."

Faer was taken aback for a moment, then his eyes softened, and the corners of his mouth raised a gentle arc.

Like a big wolfhound that finally returned to its master and was petted by the master, the hostility in his eyes disappeared, and he lay down beside his master peacefully and obediently.

Mia stroked his forehead hair again.

"Let go of me first." He coughed uncomfortably, "Well, I have to get dressed."

The clothes on both sides of him still fell to the elbows, his shoulders were bare, and his chest was half open. This appearance is really outrageous.

Faer, who was comforted by the pat on the head, was reluctant to let go, but obediently let go.

But without waiting for Mia to do it himself, he first reached out and grabbed Mia's yanked skirt, and helped it close up, just like when he was still in the Sea God Temple, he would carefully help his master every morning finish dressing.

However, just as Faer grabbed Mia's skirt, his eyes suddenly froze.

He turned around abruptly, and quickly drew his sword to block it.

Keng!

A dagger that hit his back hit the blade heavily, making a crisp metal impact sound.

At the same moment as the dagger struck, a soft black whip flew from top to bottom, wrapping around Mia's waist.

When Faer turned around to block the stabbing dagger, Mia rose into the air and was pulled up by the long whip wrapped around her waist.

Fael couldn't reach it with his hand, and stared at the red-haired man on the skylight with a fierce light in his eyes.

The thief with fiery red hair knelt on one knee on the skylight at the top of the outer hall, and at some point had changed into the original male attire.

He pulled Mia up with a whip and hugged her.

The slightly squinted phoenix eyes glanced up and down at Miya's appearance at the moment, and the storm in his eyes was raging, full of anger.

"Xidil, why are you here? Also, you..." Why did you drag me up?

Before Mia finished speaking, she was interrupted by Sidir.

"Sorry, Isiah, I'm late."

Suppressing his anger, Sidir hugged the boy tightly in his arms.

After being found out, it took him a while to change back into men's clothes, and then he got rid of his captors.

Because he was worried that something might happen to Mia, he rushed to Mia immediately after getting rid of those people.

But he was still late.

Sidir looked at the boy's almost stripped upper body, feeling remorseful and distressed.

"Our traces have been discovered, now we have to leave as soon as possible, otherwise it will be very troublesome to be heavily guarded."

Having said that, he looked down at Faer below with a cold gaze.

He said sharply, "Don't worry, I will find a chance to help you kill that beast that bullied you in the future!"

Mia, who was grabbed by Shidir vigorously, blinked and blinked again.

Beasts?

Who?

"Anyway, let's leave first..."

Just halfway through the words, Shidir suddenly felt a chill rushing from his back.

The extremely strong premonition of danger made the hairs all over his body stand on end in an instant.

In his life, he had never had such a ferocious and terrifying sixth sense.

Shidir nodded abruptly.

There was no light in the outer hall, no one noticed, and the door of the bedroom had been quietly opened at some point.

In the darkness, a spear roared out.

The strength is so strong that the sound of piercing through the air can be clearly heard when it roars.

A loud bang.

That shot shattered the ground.

On the roof, the entire skylight and even the large stone roof were bombarded to pieces.

The spear that pierced through the roof continued to roar into the sky, without a trace.

The shot happened too fast, too suddenly, too violently, and there was no time to react.

Accompanied by a loud bang, Mia only felt a violent shock under her feet, followed by a void.

The skylight burst.

The top of the stone shattered.

He fell from the sky.

Pale blonde hair brushed against his cheeks.

There is the sound of wind passing by.

Moonlight like a silver gauze shrouded the boy in the moonlight through the big hole in the roof.

A hand stretched out.

From the invisible darkness to the bright moonlight.

The boy who fell was held tightly by those hands.

Shah.

The long golden hair flew up high and passed before the boy's eyes.

pat.

That was the crisp sound of the pitch-black metal mask falling to the ground.

Mia opened her eyes wide.

He saw the familiar face in his memory.

The man who grabbed him hugged him tightly, staring at a cluster of flames burning in the depths of his heterochromatic pupils.

It is gentle, but extremely hot, as if it can burn everything in this world to ashes.

"I finally got you back."