Little Priest's Cat Diary

The air froze for a second.

The boy blinked, and blinked again.

His two paws were still pulling on the skirts of Sardis's clothes that were torn to the shoulders.

"...I can explain it," he said.

Sardis smiled.

The hand he had loosened from the hilt when he had given up on killing the squire not long ago took hold of it again.

With a backhand, he unsheathed the sharp sword, and then threw it in front of him!

The tip of the sword pierced through the body of the boy who closed his eyes in panic.

——Although it is still like being stabbed in the air.

A bang.

The tip of the long sword that was thrown under the high platform pierced half of the stone slab, and the remaining half above the ground shook slightly due to the powerful aftershocks.

Glancing at the young man whose eyes were still closed from the corner of his eyes, Sardis snorted softly.

He didn't bother to tidy up his clothes that were messed up by the young man who belittled him, so he got up and left.

After Sardis left, the relieved Mia opened her eyes.

He stood in front of the throne, staring at the back of Sardis.

In that hurried glance in the morning, he seemed to see something.

But because he was flustered, he didn't take a closer look. By the time he realized it, Sardis had already changed his clothes.

Sardis over there is used to wearing loose clothes with an exposed chest, but this one is different, not to mention the chest, even the neckline is erected to cover the small part of the throat.

This feeling seems to have suddenly become abstinence.

But having said that, there is no abstinence department who will not care about changing clothes in front of unfamiliar people, right?

When Mia was pressing her head on Sardis and thinking about how to look at Sardis' chest, she found that Sardis was leaning on the back of the chair, eyes closed, breathing evenly and calmly, looking like Fell asleep.

He hesitated for a while, telling himself that it was enough to take a sneak peek, and then just take a look—then he secretly opened Sardis's tightly buttoned skirt.

He looked at the back of the departing Sardis, and thought of the large and small scars on his chest he saw.

Especially on the left side of the chest, there is a very deep and hideous scar.

The scar left by an arrow pierced through the chest.

Almost fatal scars.

really……

Mia looked at Sardis's back with serious eyes.

He can confirm it now.

The world he is in now is the world without him.

So, Sardis lost an eye.

So, Sardis didn't have long hair.

So no one blocked the sharp arrow that shot at the back of Sardis for Sardis more than ten years ago.

Mia lowered her eyes, his eyes were very complicated.

Just now, he saw those kneeling and trembling people.

Although in the world over there, he has seen many people kneeling at the feet of Sardis many times, but it is different here.

It's very different.

People over there bow down because of reverence and faith.

And the people who just knelt down and didn't dare to take a breath had panic and fear written all over their bodies, as if the person sitting above them was not their king, but the devil who would kill and devour them at any time.

Mia had never seen Sardis like this.

He never thought that Sardis would be so enraged that he wanted to draw his sword to kill someone just because a few drops of water splashed on the back of his hand.

Even if it was him, if it wasn't for the special situation of being a soul, he would have died at least twice under the sword of Sardis from last night to now.

Cloudy and sunny.

Moody.

Treat human life like a mustard.

To him, killing someone is as simple as breaking a cup.

This is... the tyrant Sardis.

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Taking a deep breath, Mia raised her head and chased after Sardis, who was almost out of sight.

In any case, he had to stay with Sardis now that he couldn't figure out what was going on.

Whatever Sardis was, it was Sardis to him.

Maybe it's because of habit, or maybe it's because of other things, he can't let him go no matter what.

When Mia followed, Sardis showed obvious disgust on his face.

However, the boy is different from those trembling people around him.

Obviously, as long as he flicked his face, the people around him would be silent, and the boy who was born just seemed to be unable to see his gloomy face, but he still chased after him with a smile on his face, and talked to him from time to time.

The passage of time has never mattered to Sardis.

But on this day alone, he had a rather difficult feeling.

After all, there is a strange thing-only you can see and others can't-dangling around you, like a little pet that keeps circling around you.

No, said Sardis, pets are much better than this strange thing.

At least he can kick away pets at any time, or throw them to his servants, so that they don't get in the way of his eyes.

However, the strange young man who is wandering around him now, let alone others, he can't solve it by himself.

He could only keep out of sight and out of mind, and turned a blind eye to the boy, as if there was no such strange thing.

A long day passed unsteadily, and Sardis returned to his palace.

It was evening, the sun had already set, and the climate on the land was still sultry.

But the hall is very comfortable. The ice cubes piled up like a rockery are placed in a huge snow-white basin, and there are no less than ten places in every corner of the hall.

More than a dozen beautiful maids stood by the ice basin, waving a person-high fan made of peacock feathers decorated with gold threads and various gemstones, and fanned the air-conditioning into the hall.

Sardis leaned against the stone platform covered with thick velvet cushions, lying slantingly with one hand propped on his cheek.

A huge sandalwood table unfolded in front of him.

Sixty or seventy kinds of delicacies with complete colors, flavors and flavors are displayed on the huge table, and the aroma permeates the entire spacious hall.

He was lying lazily, no matter where his eyes fell, the maid would immediately put the delicacy in the white jade disc, then kneel down on the ground and lift the white jade disc to Sardis within reach.

Ice cubes were placed around the white jade tray, and the tray was naturally cold.

The maid's fingers were white with cold, but she still held the tray steadily.

Mia was dumbfounded.

Good guy.

The so-called arrogance and lust are talking about this guy!

"There are so many things, you can't finish them all by yourself."

He muttered, keeping his eyes on the dessert that was being presented.

The pale yellow candy strands are stretched as thin as hair strands, scattered like petals, and the powdered milk is sprinkled on it like snow, and there are bright red strawberries dotted around.

Mia stared at this dessert, which was as beautiful as a work of art and had a sweet aroma, and couldn't help it, her throat twitched.

Speaking of it, he should have not eaten for a long, long time.

Although I don't feel hungry at all, I still feel greedy when I see my favorite food.

want to eat.

Sardis wasn't very interested in desserts at first, and was about to wave his hand to let the maid take them away, but out of the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of the young man beside him looking straight at the desserts in front of him.

For some reason, the hand that was meant to be waved picked up the silver spoon instead.

He just ate slowly in front of the young man.

He ate slowly, mouthful by mouthful, as if he was showing it to someone.

Sardis, who had eaten half of the dessert, put down the silver spoon, raised his eyes, and glanced at the boy who was staring at him without blinking—to be exact, the boy with the dessert next to his mouth, and waved his hand.

The maid got up and brought the dessert down.

Mia just watched helplessly as most of the delicious dessert left left before her eyes.

qaq

I don't like being ghosts.

What is the meaning of life without dessert? !

...although his life is logically over.

However, this does not prevent him from loving desserts!

At this time, Mia suddenly understood the psychological feeling of the big deer when she teased the gluttonous deer with candies.

Seeing the boy staring eagerly at the half portion of dessert that was taken away, Sardis suddenly felt a little happier after being annoyed all day.

He took a sip of the cold fruit wine slowly.

The dishes on the table were removed along with the desserts, there were fifty or sixty dishes in total, only four or five dishes were moved, and all the others were removed intact.

Seeing those untouched dishes being brought down, Mia couldn't help but frowned.

Sardis over there was starved once when he was a child and was taught by him, so he didn't develop the habit of extravagance and waste like that of nobles.

But here Sardis...

Mia thought so, sighed, and looked towards Sardis.

Probably aware of his gaze, Sardis also turned to look at him.

The maid kneeling beside Sardis was pouring wine.

After pouring, she got up and backed away.

Unexpectedly, just as she got up, she saw His Majesty suddenly turned to look at her.

The great panic caused her heart to tremble suddenly, her retreating calf trembled uncontrollably, and her whole body staggered.

So the jug on the tray in her hand also swayed, and it was about to slide out of the tray—just in the direction of His Majesty—

It’s over.

Her mind went blank for a moment.

She is going to die.

She closed her eyes in despair.

But at the moment when she closed her eyes, something lifted the crooked tray.

The ice cubes on the tray and the gin decanter stopped sliding.

The maid stood there in a daze, staring at the tray that suddenly floated up by herself.

After a few seconds, she suddenly came back to her senses, and hastily retreated with the tray.

Sardis, who was drinking with his head down, didn't seem to notice this omission.

Not only her, but everyone in the room breathed a sigh of relief.

God knows that the scene just now made the hearts of all of them almost stand still.

If the wine jug and ice cubes hit His Majesty, not only that maid would be dead, but if His Majesty was in a bad mood, everyone in their room would have to peel off their skin even if they didn't die.

Their movements were already quick, but after this shock, they sped up their speed even more.

In just a few minutes, the dishes and tables were cleared away.

All the maids and servants bowed their heads and retreated lightly.

They knew that His Majesty did not like anyone in his chambers after dinner.

Those reckless guys who recklessly walked into His Majesty's bedroom at night have long since died.

The silence in the hall was the same as before, but it became deserted when there were fewer people.

Sardis raised his eyes and glanced at Mia.

"the second time."

It was the first time to be in the government affairs room during the day.

It was the second time that I helped the maid hold up the crooked tray and hold the sliding flagon at the critical moment just now.

It's not that he doesn't know, he just doesn't care about it.

The boy sitting on the opposite chair smiled at him, his eyes were bent, like the crescent moon hanging in the night.

"Don't be angry all the time."

The boy's clear voice reached his ears again.

"I said before, if you get angry too much, you will have a headache again."

"And even if you kill them, it won't work, and it won't relieve your headache, will it?"

As the boy said, he got up and walked over, his fingers resting on his forehead.

He watched the teenager's transparent fingers land on his forehead.

He could feel the touch of cold, but not cold, fingers on his skin.

This is not right.

Sardis thought.

His attitude towards this boy was simply too indulgent.

It's so indulgent that it doesn't look like him at all.

Sardis himself couldn't explain clearly, but he somehow felt...he seemed to have seen this boy somewhere.

And it was in a place that was important to him, enough for him to remember.

It was precisely because of this familiar and heavy feeling that he couldn't treat this boy indifferently.

...Where exactly... have I seen...

In a daze, he raised his hand to touch the boy's cheek.

He used to dislike contact with other people.

But at this moment, he was thinking, what is it like to meet this young man in front of him?

When the fingers passed through the young man's transparent cheeks without hindrance, a trace of disappointment flashed inexplicably in his heart.

"I don't seem to have a fever..."

The boy who was covering his forehead tilted his head to look at him and said, "Do you often feel headache like today?"

"........."

Sardis lowered his eyes and did not answer.

This headache problem fell a long time ago.

In an accident that happened when he was very young.

"Didn't you ask the doctor to take a look at it for you?"

Mia still wanted to ask, but Sardis had already closed his eyes, and seemed a little drunk, planning to fall asleep like this.

He didn't continue to ask, and sat down beside Sardis.

"If you do that stupid thing again, get the hell out of here."

As soon as Mia sat down, she heard Sardis' voice.

"It doesn't matter if it works or not. I want to kill people, and I don't need a reason."

With such a cold and cruel sentence, he unilaterally ended the conversation with Mia.

Sardis stopped talking.

He closed his eyes, turned his body sideways, and lay there lazily, as if he had fallen asleep.

Mia opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but she still didn't say it.

In the end, he could only look at Sardis with complicated eyes, and heaved a long sigh.

For the current Sardis, all persuasion and accusations are in vain.

A tyrant who treats human life like nothing.

What led to all this was not actually due to his coldness and cruelty.

But...it doesn't matter.

For him, life is a worthless thing.

What is worthless is not worth cherishing or protecting.

...and this worthlessness includes his own life.

This tyrant who made everyone fearful had already given up on himself.

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It's that dream again.

In the dark night.

In the dark water.

Only a gleam of light seeped through the water above his head, reflecting from behind him.

He saw the little figure falling downward.

He subconsciously went downstream, stretched out his hand, trying to grab the opponent.

The faint light penetrating into the sea water reflected on the pale golden hair of the unconscious young boy below, and the reflected pale golden light reflected into his dilated pupils.

He saw the childish pale face of the boy with his eyes closed.

The dim light from behind him clearly reflected the other person's face in his eyes.

He could even see the other party's slender eyelashes fluttering in the water waves.

Just a little bit.

The young man is close at hand.

Just go down a little further.

As long as he continued to chase a little bit, he could grab the opponent's slender wrist which was shaking slightly in the water.

But it was too uncomfortable.

He couldn't breathe.

The extreme lack of oxygen made his chest feel like it was about to burst.

no!I can't take it anymore--

He turned around and floated up suddenly.

At the last second before surfacing, he glanced down.

He watched the boy's figure sinking slowly below.

In the end, it was completely swallowed by darkness...

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Sardis opened his eyes abruptly.

His cheeks were reddened due to drunkenness or something else, and his breathing was extremely rapid.

He lowered his head and stared blankly at the boy who fell asleep on the chair next to him at some point.

The light reflected on the transparent face of the sleeping boy.

...that face...

...the face he always felt familiar with...

Sardis raised his hand and pressed his head.

He finally remembered.

Yes.

In fact, he had already met this boy before.

20 years ago.

At that time, he watched the boy sink into the bottom of the sea with his own eyes.

Buried forever in the depths of the sea.