Little Priest's Cat Diary

The night wind howled across the courtyard, and the palm trees shook and rustled.

The lights on the stone pillars swayed violently in the wind, and the flickering light of the fire shone on the face of Sardis who was going back and forth, making his face flickering.

King David, who was sitting at the stone table, stared fixedly at Sardis' face.

The young man's appearance is very beautiful, and he can vaguely see the traces of his beloved.

There was no resemblance on that face to that of his subordinate Tellea, but on the contours of the side cheeks and the curvature of the corners of the eyes, it was more like...

Tellea's child was born with different pupils, he had vaguely heard of it.

It's just that, due to a certain psychology, he doesn't want to know what's going on in Tellea's mansion, let alone what's related to this child.

He has been ignoring the existence of this child intentionally or unintentionally.

Because that is the child of Tellea and Opelila.

But at this moment, King Davie looked at the young man in front of him with scorching eyes.

He looked at the boy's silhouette similar to his, the corners of his eyes, and the black pupil.

In Portoyas, there are many gray-black and dark-brown pupils, but there are very few pupils that are as pure as the night.

The man's eyes were full of astonishment, and within the astonishment was a strong agitation.

He clenched his hands tightly, and some unbelievable conjecture made his heart beat rapidly.

Could it be that this child is actually——

King David opened his mouth to say something, but just as his lips moved, the young man who had been staring at him for a long time suddenly turned his face away and threw him aside.

Before he had time to say something stuck in his throat, the man's opened lips closed again.

He sat at the stone table, didn't say anything, didn't do anything, just watched Sardis quietly.

Sardis turned his face away, as if he didn't care about the man sitting there, he walked quickly to Mia, and reached out to grab Mia's hand.

"You come and see me out."

He said that it was irresistible, turned around and dragged Mia and walked out.

Mia was caught off guard by Sardis and forcibly dragged out of the courtyard, only had time to look back in a hurry.

Under the gently swaying palm trees in the wind, a black-haired man sat there, and the swaying shadow fell on the man's face.

As soon as they were dragged out of the gate, they bumped into Faer who ran back in a panic.Mia only had time to say something to Faer, telling him to go back and take care of the guests in the yard, before she was hurriedly dragged away.

Sardis walked quickly, and Mia followed behind with quicker steps, while secretly looking at his face.

But from behind, he could only see the juvenile's pricked ears and half of his side cheek from the blond hair, but he couldn't see the expression on the boy's face at the moment.

He could only see the back of the boy straightening his back and walking forward.

Mia was hesitating whether to speak or not, when she suddenly felt the fingers tightly holding him tremble.

He was startled.

However, that was not his illusion, Sardis was really trembling while holding his fingers.

Finally, the boy whose fingers were trembling stopped.

They didn't know when they came to the side of a big lake, and the moonlight shone on the water, sparkling.

"That man is King David?"

What he said seemed to be an interrogative sentence, but the boy's tone was very certain.

Mia hummed lightly.

"It seems that he is also my blood father."

Sardis continued, still in an affirmative tone.

He laughed out loud, full of sarcasm.

"Different pupils that bring disaster, heh... In a sense, you are right."

The young man sneered, his face gloomy.

"No wonder 'he' wanted to kill me," he said.

This man, that man, and that woman are all virtuous.

What do they take him for?

an object?

A thing?

a pet?

It's disgusting...all those people make him sick to death!

I really want those disgusting guys to disappear before his eyes...

Yes, if I could kill all those guys—

Just as the anger in Sardis's eyes was surging, suddenly, he punched.

The young man with a sullen look on his face was punched in the face.

The force of that punch was not too heavy, but it happened to hit his nose, which made his nose sore, so sore that he almost shed tears.

"Mia, Mia?"

Sardis covered his sore nose, feeling a little dazed.

In an instant, the very sour memory of the first time I knocked my nose in that dilapidated carriage a long time ago flooded my mind.

"let go."

Mia, who punched him in the face, said blankly, her fist still in the air.

Dominated by the sore memory, Sardis obediently let go.

Miya exhaled and raised her hand.

Under the moonlight, there were several deep bruised finger marks on the back of his right hand, which were scratched when he was dragged by Sardis all the way.

Sardis was stunned for a moment, and he asked, "I did this?"

While shaking her sore hands, Mia replied angrily: "Who else can there be except you?"

Hiss, it hurt him to death.

When did this guy become so powerful?

"……Feel sorry."

Sardis whispered, his voice a little hoarse.

The long eyelashes drooped down, and the shadows that fell made his eyes darker.

He stood there, staring blankly at the lake, wondering what he was thinking.

Mia rubbed her right hand, pursed her lips tightly and said nothing.

he is very angry.

Not because of my injured hand, but because of those irresponsible adults.

Mia didn't know what kind of mess happened in the previous generation, and didn't want to know, he only knew that none of this was Sardis' fault.

But why, all the consequences must be borne by Sardis?

Those things that shouldn't be borne by him... disregard, malice, hatred, frame, killing intent... all of these are all on a teenager who is only a teenager.

In the end, he was forced into the abyss step by step, forcing him to embark on an irreversible path.

He became the future tyrant.

Reviled by the world, hated by all.

Even if he dies, he will always be nailed to the pillar of shame in history.

……

Mia exhaled lightly, looked at her hands, and then at the young man standing in front of him.

Even in front of the king, the Persian cat held its head proudly, and its upright figure was hanging its head, its ears were down, and it looked listless. Even its golden hair seemed to have lost its luster.

Although the arrogant appearance of the Persian cat always makes people itch, but once it is listless and lacks energy, it will make people feel distressed.

He stroked his head.

Sardis looked up at him, his eyes were a bit confused, and the tip of his nose was still red.

He obviously had a hostile face just now, but now he shows a confused look, no matter how you look at it, he looks like a pitiful person, which makes people want to coax him.

"Don't use so much force next time you pull me."

Mia looked into Sardis' eyes.

Eyes of different colors, some people say, are ominous and bring disaster.

He reached out and took Sardis's hands.

"Use this kind of force, you know?"

Just holding each other's hands like this, Mia stood on tiptoe, leaned over, and gently pressed her forehead against Sardis's.

Just like in the room just now, Sardis leaned over and pressed his forehead.

Because Sardis was already a little taller than him, he had to raise his head and put his feet on his feet to reach the opponent's forehead.

Their faces were so close that their eyelashes almost touched each other.

Mia looked at the heterochromatic pupils in front of her eyes.

Those are very beautiful pupils, with a jewel-like brilliance, and the luster of the irises is as magnificent as the stars in the night sky.

"Sardis, don't keep thinking about those people, you said, those are strangers."

he said softly,

"Think about me, no matter what happens, you have to remember, and me, you have to protect me, protect me well."

Sardis looked at the person in front of him, the gloom in his eyes dissipated little by little.He murmured 'I see' in a low voice, his tone seemed to be a little complaining, but his eyes were clear again.

He held Mia's hand instead, this time, his strength was very light.

There was a familiar warmth on his forehead, and a familiar temperature in his hand. The boy closed his eyes and calmed down a little bit.

"Mia."

"Ok?"

"You said that no matter what happens, you will never leave me."

"Ah."

"You said it, you will do it."

"it is good."

The night wind blowing caused layers of wrinkles on the surface of the lake, and passed by the two teenagers standing by the lake.

Where the eyebrows meet, the blond hair of different shades shakes gently, and is entangled with each other by the wind.

…………

After Mia returned, Faer, who had been waiting for him, told him that the man in the yard left early.

Mia didn't say much.

He said, "Remember, no one was here last night except Sardis."

"Yes, master, I remember!"

The little attendant nodded obediently, firmly keeping the master's words in his heart.

…………

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A few days later, it was already noon, and the scorching sun was in the sky, scorching the earth with scorching sun.

The sound of iron blades colliding came from the martial arts training ground in the palace. The sound of the impact was very intense, followed by one after another, like dense drumbeats one after another.

On the martial arts training platform, two tall figures crossed each other from time to time.

The wide sharp sword whipped up a gust of wind and shot out through the air. Every impact was powerful, and sparks scattered all over the blade amid heavy setbacks.

At the end of this powerful battle, the blade of one of them split as the ending.

Looking at the gap in the blade in his hand, Treya panted violently while bowing to the person in front of him with a respectful expression.

"Your Majesty's martial prowess remains the same as before."

King Davie smiled, and a few lines of sweat slid down his bronzed cheeks, reflecting the light in the sun.

"Trea, you are also a martial arts practitioner, you should understand that once you make no progress in martial arts, you are regressing."

"This, I..."

"Over the years, you, who have always been upright, have learned to compliment you."

"........."

"Many years later, I remember that when we first went to the battlefield, we were all young people in our 20s."

King David said, looking up at the sky, he seemed to be feeling emotional.

"In the blink of an eye, more than 20 years have passed, and you and I are not young anymore."

"Those who went to the battlefield together at the beginning either died on the battlefield, or were sick or old, and had to leave the battlefield."

Holding the wide sword in front of him, the black-haired king held the hilt with both hands, sighing the passing time.

"Now there are less than ten people left, including you."

"His Majesty……"

"Trea, more than 20 years have passed, you swore loyalty to me at the beginning, but now, are you still loyal to me?"

Trea leaned over and knelt before his king, bowing his head deeply.

"Your Majesty, Sepul can see my loyalty to you."

"Will you obey my orders?"

Treya replied without hesitation: "As long as you give an order, I will immediately sacrifice my life for you."

"yes……"

King David closed his eyes, the sun was extremely bright, but his black hair wet with sweat cast shadows on his eye sockets.

He said: "Trea, I saw that child in the Sea God Temple three days ago."

Treya froze.

It was clearly at noon at this moment, the sun was scorching hot, and the scorching sun shone on him, but he felt as if he was in an ice cave in the twelfth lunar month, and his whole body was cold.

"Also, I asked someone to investigate. A few months ago, you sent someone to secretly tie the child out of the house and throw him into the sea, trying to drown him."

Cold sweat dripped down Tellea's forehead.

He knelt on the ground on one knee, sweat dripped from his chin to his knees, and wet the stone ground.

His lips moved, and he wanted to say something, but his throat seemed to be pinched by an invisible big hand, and he couldn't make a sound.

"I never knew...I always thought he was your and Opelila's child."

"I know, it's my fault, I shouldn't have done this."

"For the past 13 years, I have been restraining myself."

"But, Tellea, you also know that some things cannot be restrained..."

Having said that, King Davie stopped and let out a sigh.

After this sigh, he opened his eyes, looking down at his subordinates kneeling in front of him with a sharp gaze of great coercion.

"Trea, I want to bring my child back to me."

King Davies said that there is no doubt about it.

"And, 'she', I'm going to take 'her' to me."

At this moment, his heart sank endlessly, and Treya closed his eyes, as if his chest was tightly pressed by a heavy mountain, making him breathless.

"As a compensation, you can ask me anything..."

Treya, who was in a trance, could no longer hear what King David said next.

He just felt the chill surrounding him like countless sharp needles, piercing into his bone marrow bit by bit.

Biting cold.

…………

Staring at the devastated back of the departed Tellea, King Daviel's eyes were complicated.

He came down from the martial arts training platform, and an attendant who had been standing quietly by the side immediately stepped forward and took the broad sword he handed over.

Although his body was still tall and straight, it could be seen from the wrinkles on his face that this attendant was already very old.

He was standing nearby just now, and he could clearly hear the conversation between King David and Tellea.

He hesitated for a long time, but couldn't help but speak.

"His Majesty."

"You want to persuade me, Kaya."

"Your Majesty, since you ascended the throne at the age of 21, until today, everyone has praised your wisdom and greatness, and now... you want to ruin your reputation for a lifetime because of the notoriety of snatching the wives of ministers on your back. "

The old squire looked at his master and shook his head.

"does it worth?"

"Kaya... As you said, since I succeeded to the throne at the age of 21, to now, for 25 years, I have given everything for Portoyas."

"Kaya, you are old, and I am not young anymore. Soon, both you and I will come to the end of our lives."

King David raised his head, and the sun shone brightly on his face.

It was a weather-beaten face, like countless scars on his body.

"It's been 13 years, and I don't have a second 13 years."

He looked into the distance, as if looking at someone's figure.

His tone was firmer than anything else.

"My whole life and everything I have given to Portoyas, only this time, I want to be willful and selfish once."

"His Majesty……"

The old attendant let out a long sigh, which was lost in the wind.