Little Priest's Cat Diary

It's the beginning of spring again, and the spring sunshine is the most comfortable time, bright but not dazzling, warm but not hot.

In the courtyard, a black-haired young man sat in a stone pavilion at one end of the corridor covered with green vines.The shadow of the dense vine leaves shrouded him, and the clear water flowed down from the rockery next to it and fell into the pool, accompanied by the sound of falling water, bringing thin and cool water vapor.

Although the young man's appearance is a bit tough, but his gentle expression neutralizes the toughness of his face, giving people a gentle feeling.

Flipping the pages of the book in his hand, he focused on the thick book in his hand, as if his whole body had been immersed in the book.

A lyre was placed at his feet, his face was serene, and the stretched eyebrows and eyes showed signs of relaxation.

pat pat pat.

The sudden sound of horseshoes broke the tranquility here.

But the black-haired young man didn't show any displeasure because of this, but raised his head and looked forward, with a slight smile in his eyes.

A snow-white horse trotted in, reached the entrance of the courtyard, slowed down and stopped slowly.

Under the fluttering willow branches, the young man on the horse turned over and fell down with a light posture.

When he fell, the light golden hair was flying up in the air, and the sunlight jumped in it.

His movements were as light as if he had a pair of invisible elven wings on his back.

After landing, the boy raised his head, his fine golden hair scattered around his soft cheeks.He was wearing a simple and neat sleeveless short gown, and the one-shoulder short cape that flew up when he turned over and dismounted gently fell on his left arm. shimmer.

"Mia."

The black-haired youth closed the book, stood up with a smile, and called the boy's name.

It's still the same, nothing has changed.

he thought with a smile.

The other priests were dressed in long robes with cumbersome and dignified attire, trying to show a majestic and dignified posture as much as possible.

Only this young priest, even on special sacrificial occasions, never wears a heavy robe, but always wears a simple white short robe with very few accessories on his body.

The whole person looks clean and refreshed, and he never deliberately puts on a young and mature appearance like other young priests, but exudes the unique vigor and vitality of young people indifferently.

People often criticize this maverick young priest, especially those old-fashioned priests, saying that he is so willful as a young priest, and his behavior and clothing are not dignified enough.

But no matter what those people say, Mia still does her own thing, doesn't take those people's words seriously at all, and will not be shaken or changed by others' words.

Perhaps it was because of this that he unconsciously set his sights on this young man.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

After stroking the mane of the steed that was acting coquettishly to him, Mia raised her head after being called, and her eyes fell on Pastor who was sitting by the pavilion.

Mia walked over leading the white horse, and a bow and quiver decorated with silver and white wood hung on the side of the white horse.

This is another proof that this young priest is a maverick.

Although the boy's body is slightly slender, it doesn't make people feel weak, but has a kind of flexible strength.

When his eyes sharpened, his arrows could outshine the knives of most warriors.

Under the fine, pale golden hair, a pair of azure blue eyes that seemed to melt the sky and the ocean were so clear that they could reflect the white clouds in the sky.

When the eyes are looking at you, you seem to be able to see the endless vast ocean from those eyes.

The young man's appearance is delicate and handsome, like young leaves stained with dew in the early morning, like willows with new branches and leaves blooming by the lakeside in spring.

When he walks towards you, there is a faint fresh breath like green leaves coming towards you.

"Are you going to practice archery again?"

"No, I just rode a few laps in the morning." Mia said, "Have you been here for a long time?"

"Fortunately."

Pastor smiled, picked up the lyre at his feet, and held it in his arms.

"I've already figured out how to play the song you hummed last time. Listen to it for me. Is there anything wrong?"

Pressing the strings with his left hand, he plucked the strings with his right hand, and the melodious sound was accompanied by the sound of clear running water, lingering in the courtyard.

Mia led the steed to the edge of the stream amidst the sound of music, the white horse bowed its head to drink water, and Mia gently stroked the mane of the white horse.

Occasionally, he would look back.

The black-haired young man sitting in the corner of the pavilion lowered his eyes and plucked the lyre in his arms.

At this time, the young man's expression is always particularly peaceful, and there is a faint sense of satisfaction between his brows and eyes.

It seems that this guy really likes playing the piano.

Mia couldn't help thinking this in her heart.

Moreover, to be honest, the crown prince's musical attainments are really quite high.

He hummed the tune of the previous world, and the crown prince could play it on the lyre after listening to it a few times.Of course, due to the different instruments played, the melody will be more or less different, but even if it is different, it is still a beautiful melody.

Having said that, although it is nice to have someone play the piano to him from time to time, but——

"There's nothing wrong with it, but..."

After the song was played, Mia said with a slight headache.

"His Royal Highness Pastor, as soon as you come here, that old general will pick his nose and eyes at me again."

The old man is not pleasing to him now anyway, he must say that he has led the crown prince badly and deliberately lured the crown prince to indulge in pleasure.

Just kidding, playing the piano for ten days and a half months to relax is called indulging in pleasure?

This old man has never seen what is truly licentious, has he?

The old general was so strict with the crown prince that he sometimes couldn't help but sympathize with the crown prince.

Also, the crown prince insisted on running to him every ten days and a half months, how could he stop the other party from entering?

Pastor smiled and said, "I'm sorry about this. But with the High Priest protecting you, even if Grandpa dislikes you again, he will have nothing to do with you."

"So, are you using me as a shield?"

"No way, you are the only place where I can play a piece quietly." Pastor stroked the lyre in his arms, and said gently: "It's good to have such a moment in more than ten days."

If he is in his residence, let alone finish playing a piece, he only needs to reach out and touch the strings, and many people will immediately persuade him not to indulge in pleasure, not to indulge in having fun, but to study and practice martial arts seriously and diligently. , in order to become an excellent king, to bear the future of this country, and to make everyone agree with me.

He didn't have a moment to breathe.

His grandfather taught him sternly from a young age that he is the crown prince so he has to act better and stronger than anyone else.

Especially in the past few years, the people around him have become more and more strict with him.

Because of... the rise of 'that man' fame.

Thinking of this, Pastor's eyes filled with complex emotions.He took a deep breath, put down the lyre in his arms, and stood up.

"That's all for today, I'm leaving first."

"Okay, Your Royal Highness." Mia waved her hand and said casually, "I think you are already familiar with this place, so I won't send it off."

Tilting his head and thinking for a while, he said again: "If you really can't help but want to play the piano, you can come here."

Pastor nodded with a smile.

When he reached the gate of the courtyard, he looked back and saw that Mia had sat casually on the rockery by the stream, holding a candy in her hand, teasing the white horse.

When the steed came over to lick his palm, he laughed happily, and he didn't care if his body got wet from the splashing water.

If the appearance of the young priest was seen by those old-fashioned priests, he would definitely be nagging again—although Mia would not take their nagging seriously at all.

The shadow of the forehead fell on Pastor's eyes with a hint of envy, making his black pupils darker and darker.

Shaoji, the future High Priest.

He obviously has the same heavy responsibility as himself, and is watched by countless people, but this young man can live so willfully and freely, as if he will not be bound by anything.

Since they are all the same, why...he can't be so comfortable?

…………

Bathed in the bright morning sun, Pastor returned to the palace soon.

As soon as he entered the hall, the tall and straight old general led several people towards him at a fast pace, with a tight face.

He originally thought that his grandfather was dissatisfied because he went to the Sea God Temple again, so he sighed inwardly, and stood still waiting to be reprimanded.But when the old man walked up to him, he found that the old man's face was very serious.

The other people also looked at him with a bit of seriousness in their eyes, and only then did he feel that something was wrong in the atmosphere.

The old general looked solemn, and said, "Your Highness, that one is back."

that one?

Pastor thought about it, and remembered that Nadia, the commander of the army guarding the northern border, returned to Wangcheng to report on his duties today.

"You mean General Nadia? He's back already?"

However, if it was just General Nadia returning to Wangcheng to report on his duties, it would not be possible for Grandpa to show such a serious look.

A sharp light flashed across the old man's eyes, and his eyes were deeply cold.

He said: "He returned to the royal city this time and brought the third prince back."

"........."

Pastor paused slightly with his raised hand.

The third prince, Sardis.

In the past two years, this name has been ringing in his ears frequently.

Two years ago, the enemy country suddenly raided the border of Portoyas, and the mainland army was unable to rescue them in time.

In this urgent and dangerous war, a [-]-year-old boy led the cavalry to charge from the flanks on the battlefield in northern Xinjiang, piercing through the enemy's formation in one fell swoop, and trying to save the crisis on the battlefield.

The boy became famous in one battle.

In that battle, the name of Sardis, the third prince of Portoyas, appeared in the eyes of the world and became known to everyone.

And that victory that attracted the attention of the world was just the beginning.

In the next two years, Sardis fought on the battlefield, beating the enemy time and time again, and killing those enemy generals who underestimated him because of his age again and again under his horse.

He once personally led a team of cavalry to sneak into the enemy's country, killed a circle in the territory of the Ston Kingdom, and finally managed to break through and return to Porto Yas under the angrily chased by tens of thousands of Ston's army, which made the Ston people furious all over the country But helpless.

He built his reputation with one victory after another.

Now, its name is well known in the mainland, and the people of Portoyas are even more fond of talking about it.

The blond young man with a half-black mask fought bravely on the battlefield. His bravery is hard to find in the world. The spear in his hand drank the blood of countless people.

He is like a cluster of golden flames, hot and dazzling, burning all enemies to ashes.

He is like a young male lion who has just grown up, wherever he goes, he frightens the earth, making people's expressions change.

In the Kingdom of Portoyas, a young star named Sardis has gradually risen, attracting everyone's attention, and no one can hide his light.

And all of this became the source of anxiety for Grandpa and the people around him.

In the silence, a person bowed and whispered to Pastor: "His Royal Highness, His Majesty is receiving General Nadia, and the third prince is already outside. You'd better go see him first."

Pastor nodded, turned and walked outside the hall.

At the same time, the sound of steady footsteps came from outside the hall, and a young man walked into the hall.

His figure was bathed in the sunlight, and his golden hair shone brightly in the sunlight.

When Pastor saw the young man walking in, he lost his mind for a moment.

What exists in his memory is still the appearance of his brother four years ago.

Four years ago, the young man who was shorter than him was extremely beautiful, like a rose in a greenhouse, like a soft golden Persian cat, and even more like a slender work of art carefully carved by an artist. Sophisticated and beautiful.

But now, the exquisite and beautiful young man had completely changed his appearance.

The young man walking towards him was tall, almost shoulder-to-shoulder with him, slender and strong, no longer the slender appearance of the past.

This kind of robustness is not the kind of robustness, but a kind of well-proportioned robustness, which is as pleasing to the eye as the stone statue carefully carved by the artist.

The young man has an extremely handsome face, and there are faint traces of his youth in his eyebrows and eyes, but he has completely faded away from the youthfulness and softness of his youth, and has completely transformed and become extremely aggressive.

The ends of the sword eyebrows were sharply curved, sinking into the golden forehead hair.

The bridge of the nose is high, and the outline of the face becomes tough and deep. When the light-colored thin lips are pursed, it gives people a more sharp feeling.

A tuft of long golden hair was tied in a bunch at the back of his neck, and the hair rope tied with the golden hair was very old, but it was clean and in good condition, obviously being carefully maintained all the time.

He was wearing an extremely loose dress, the sides were gathered from the shoulders down to the dark belt around the waist, exposing most of his chest and half of his abdomen.

This sort of disheveled attire looked rather disheveled to some old-fashioned people, but it further accentuated his good figure with wide shoulders and narrow waist.

Especially those extremely slender legs, wearing pitch-black boots and stepping on the bluestone floor, giving people a strong and powerful feeling.

The exposed chest and abdomen skin is a healthy wheat color formed by the sun all year round. It has beautiful muscle lines and curves. The abdominal muscles are well-defined, and you can feel it at a glance. The powerful force that erupted.

The young man stood calmly in the main hall, turning a blind eye to the gazes cast from all directions. It seemed that he didn't care about everything, and the gazes that came over were all understatement.

It feels like a young lion lying on the ground leisurely. It is proud and powerful, and doesn't care about the existence around it that can't threaten it.

Golden hair scattered around his handsome cheeks. If it was like the fine and soft hair of a Persian cat when he was young, now it looks more like the golden mane of a young male lion, giving him a dangerous aura.

He just stood there, giving people an invisible deterrent.

………………

Suppressing the turmoil in his heart, Pastor walked towards his younger brother with a gentle smile.

But at the moment when he approached Sardis, Sardis, who had looked at him indifferently, suddenly raised his eyebrows.

The eyes of different colors stared at Pastor, and Sardis' eyes suddenly became sharp.

It was like a male lion lying on the ground comfortably, but when its territory was violated, it stood up abruptly, exuding a dangerous aura all over its body.

He stared at Pastor, his nose moved slightly, as if confirming something.

After confirming, his eyes became more and more dangerous.

He suddenly opened his mouth and said in a low voice, "You have the lotus scent from Mia on your body."

Pastor: "???"

The crown prince, who has been able to calmly deal with countless big scenes over the years, got stuck in front of such a sentence, and didn't know what to say for a long time.

He was a little dazed.

At any rate, the brothers met four years later, not to mention the superficial brothers and friends, and not to mention all kinds of open and hidden arrows... In the end, this guy's first sentence was this?

That's it--?

If it weren't for the good manners he developed since he was a child, the corners of Pastor's mouth would have twitched uncontrollably.

Also, is there any difference between the fragrance of the lotus in Shaoji Temple and the fragrance of lotus in his palace or other places?

How did his younger brother tell the difference?

...Wait, how did his younger brother still remember the fragrance of the lotus at the Young Sacrifice four years later?

There were so many slots that Pastor was speechless for a while, the only thing he was grateful for now was that Sardis whispered close to him, the voice was so small that no one next to him could hear him.

No one saw his ignorant expression of being out of manner for that moment.

But at this moment, he saw Sardis turn around suddenly, as if he was going to leave.

He asked in astonishment: "Sardis, father will see you later... where are you going?"

"Find someone."

Two words, simple and clear.

Sardis, who dropped these two words, quickly left the palace under the surprised eyes of everyone, leaving his brother—and his father behind.

You know, it was because he was impatient with Nadia's nagging that he reluctantly followed Nadia to the palace first to meet his father.

Although people are in the palace, in fact, their minds are no longer here.

After smelling the familiar fragrance from Pastor, he couldn't stay for half a second, and walked away.

With a menacing look, he planned to ask someone for his punishment.

He wants to question the guy he has been thinking about all the time for four years, why he let others enter the territory that should only belong to him when he is not around!

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Mia has a full schedule today.

First, in the morning, I went to inspect the new temple under construction outside the city.

Then go to the altar of Sepul's Tower, put the high priest's rune into the altar, and replace the old rune.

Then, go back to Sea God Temple for dinner.

Next, I will go out of the city again in the afternoon to practice archery at a hunting ground a little further outside the city.

In this way, the whole day passed, and when the sun set, Mia felt quite tired, thinking that there happened to be a valley hot spring nearby, so she planned to go to the hot spring to soothe her body, so she didn't rush back to the city, Take the attendants to the valley.

The sun had dipped below the horizon, and it was getting dark.

The lights are lit, like clusters of starlight falling in the valley.

The night wind in early spring is cool, passing over the valley, making the branches and leaves of the newly sprouted buds shake slightly in the wind.

Although the night wind is cold, the hot springs in the valley are very warm.

The valley hot spring here is surrounded by mountain walls on three sides, and only one side is the entrance. Faer has already retreated and guarded the entrance with guards to prevent others or mountain animals from accidentally breaking in.

Mia was lying on the edge of the hot spring pool, squinting her eyes in comfort.Because this was an open-air wild valley, he only took off his cloak and boots, and dipped directly into the hot spring in that sleeveless short robe.

If it gets wet, it will get wet, just change it later.

After strenuous exercise in the afternoon, the sore muscles felt much more comfortable after soaking in warm water. The warm and soft touch wrapped the body, and the tiredness in the body was soothed away by the flowing water waves.

The rustling sound of the leaves blown by the wind in the valley, the sound of gurgling water, and the occasional crisp bird song linger in my ears, and the stars fall to the ground, making people feel like they are in the middle of heaven and earth.

This pleasant feeling made the young man relax his whole body. He lay lazily on the edge of the pool, his cheeks slightly flushed by the water vapor pressed against the cool white stone.

The hot air is rising gradually, so that there is always a little hazy mist hovering over the white stone pool.

After watching for a long time, it seems that the vision has also become hazy.

Tiredness welled up unknowingly, Mia thought, anyway, Faer would come in and call him later, so she just turned over, found a very shallow place in the hot spring pool, and lay on her back, Want to take a nap.

The lingering mist spiraled up and dissipated into the night.

The stars in the night sky shone like a string of crystal gems dotted on a black velvet cushion.

Gazing at the beautiful starry sky, Mia fell into a dreamland in a daze.

The night was silent, and the boy took a nap in the night.

But suddenly someone broke the silence of this moment and came in the night.

Stepping on the wet white stone ground with pitch-black boots, someone walked towards the sleeping Mia by the pool.

Mia lay quietly in the shallow pool of the hot spring, most of her body was immersed in the hot spring, and she leaned on the stone bank above her shoulders.He raised his head, his wet pale golden hair was scattered on the white stone, and the water droplets seeping from the tip of his hair slid down the smooth stone surface.

Under the hazy starlight, the tall figure of the visitor bent down, knelt and half-kneeled in front of Mia's head.

It happened to be exactly opposite to Mia's lying posture.

Because Mia was lying on her back, when someone bent over and looked down, they could see the whole body of the boy below.

"Really...almost nothing has changed."

Mumbling to himself, as if he did not want to wake up the sleeping person, the sound was almost inaudible.

The moonlight was reflected in those special pupils of different colors, and the corners of the visitor's lips couldn't help but curl up.

He raised his hand, took off the black mask on his right cheek, then stretched out his hand, pinching a strand of light golden hair scattered on the stone surface with his fingertips.

That strand of hair was wet, and the moment he touched it, the water vapor stained his fingertips.

The soft feeling of the hair seems to have penetrated into the depths of his heart through his fingertips. The anger that was about to erupt because of the familiar fragrance dyed on that guy's body and the fact that he couldn't find anyone everywhere is now The moment before the person in front of him has completely disappeared.

At this moment, holding the strand of blond hair at his fingertips, there are only soft traces left in his heart, like white clouds in the clear sky wrapping his heart softly one by one.

Gently rubbing the wet blond hair with his fingertips, the visitor's eyes fell on Mia's face.

His gaze seemed to be depicting in substance, thinly, inch by inch, passing over the face of the boy whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

The young man's face was extremely handsome, like a young leaf in spring, soaked by the water vapor at this moment, it was even more refreshing.

The slender eyelashes are adorned with a little water vapor, occasionally moving slightly, the tiny water droplets refract the starlight, as if faint light spots are scattered in it.

Mia fell into a light sleep, with her head up, her fair cheeks were blush from the heat, and her slightly parted lips exhaled a light breath.

The color of her lips seemed to be that of unripe peaches, with a hint of pinkness that was still young but attractive.

Inexplicably, the visitor swallowed his throat.

He didn't know why, but he felt a little thirsty in his throat.

He felt that this feeling should be the reason why he didn't drink water all day today.

Uncontrollably, his gaze fell on the water-stained lips, perhaps because he suddenly remembered the scene of parting four years ago, or perhaps because he was smothered by the heat, he felt his cheeks faintly hot.

He wanted to move his gaze away from Mia's lips, but at this moment, tiny droplets of mist condensed appeared on the tip of the pink lips, and rolled down along the pink lips.

That drop of water seemed to be rolling on someone's suddenly hot heart.

The pupils of a different color suddenly became darker. As if he had been bewitched, he leaned forward with one hand on the shore, and lowered his head deeply.

Bunches of long blond hair hung down from his side shoulders as he leaned over, and fell on the shoulders of the young man under him, with the ends of the hair completely submerged in the water.

His lips lightly landed on the young man's slightly parted lips, and the tiny drops of water rolling on the other's lips instantly rolled into his lips.

The sweet drops of water melted into the lips, as if to relieve the thirst in the throat a little.

But that was only for a moment.

A moment later, followed by a strong sense of emptiness caused by dissatisfaction that swept from the depths of the body-not enough-not enough-more-

At this moment, the boy whose kiss was stolen suddenly opened his eyes.

When Mia opened his eyes, his mind was blank for an instant.

No wonder he was unresponsive.

After all, anyone who opened his eyes and saw a large, exposed wheat-colored chest close in front of his eyes—so close that he would touch it as soon as he raised his head, his mind would stop thinking for a short time.

In the next second, the soft touch of being kissed from the lips brought back Mia's stagnant thoughts.

The moment she came to her senses, without thinking, Mia threw out a punch——

boom!

Unexpectedly, in the splash of water, the kisser was hit by this fierce punch in a state of defenselessness.

Right eye, exactly.

A muffled groan of pain resounded under the night sky. It was the first day of someone returning to the royal city for someone who had not known what it was like to be injured for a long time.

wounded.

Well, there is a black circle around the right eye socket.