Little Priest's Cat Diary

Originally, Mia planned to call a maid to tie Sardis's hair, but Sardis refused, saying that he didn't like strangers to touch him.

Mia had to do it herself.

In the morning, the soft sunlight falls on the lush courtyard.The beautiful dolphin stone sculpture sprays thin water threads, and the water from the fountain splashes into the pool water to make a pleasant ding-dong sound.

Sardis was sitting on the stone bench by the fountain, and Mia was standing behind him, trying to fiddle with the messy golden hair in front of him.

There are a few tufts of raised golden hairs that are really stubborn. Mia stroked them several times, but they are still stubbornly raised.

Mia simply dipped her hand in some spring water, and wiped the curled strands of hair, only then managed to suppress them.

Then, he continued to comb the long blond hair scattered on Sardis' shoulders and back, and tied it into a bunch.

Because he wanted to comb his long hair, his fingers kept stroking the back of Sardis's ears and the side of his neck.

"Mia."

"Ok?"

"A fighter never lets others touch the back of his neck easily, that's the key point."

Countless battles and countless walks on the boundary between life and death have made him stronger than ordinary people.

But at the same time, he also cultivated his vigilance and defensiveness beyond ordinary people.

He never allows anyone to touch his vitals.

Seeing the nape of her neck that her fingers would touch from time to time when combing her hair, Mia tilted her head.

"so what?"

"So, you are the first person I allow to tie my hair."

"...Hehe, should I reply that this is my honor?"

Sardis didn't speak, he lowered his eyes, and the light-colored eyelashes left the softest traces under his eyes.

Only in front of Mia, he can entrust his vitals to the opponent's hands without hesitation.

It's like a ferocious beast let go of all its vigilance and defenses, revealing its softest belly to the person it trusts.

After tying the hair tie on the combed blond hair, Mia said, "Okay."

As he said, he looked at the long tail behind the fluffy golden hair head, couldn't hold it back, grabbed it and pulled it lightly.

However, as soon as he pulled it, he was grabbed by Sardis.

Sardis stared back at him.

Mia, who had pulled someone's hair, touched Sardis' head with a guilty conscience, as a comfort.

Sardis laughed, he let go of his hand, and touched the hair rope tied behind him.

The familiar touch came from the fingertips, it was the touch that gave him the strength to persevere countless times in the past four years, and calmed his mind.

"By the way, you haven't gone to see His Majesty yet?"

"Well, don't worry, there is nothing important anyway, it doesn't matter if you see it or not."

"........."

In the entire Portoyas, the only person in front of me who can say this sentence is probably the only one in front of him.

"Speaking of which, why did you come back suddenly?"

In fact, in the past four years, every year when Nadia returned to the royal city to report on her duties, King David would call Sardis back.

In the first two years, Sardis ran all over the mainland with his teacher's teacher, but he couldn't find anyone, so naturally he couldn't come back.

Although he stayed in the army for the next two years and was able to find someone, but even if he didn't come back, King David would have nothing to do with him.

"Because of the coming-of-age ceremony."

"Well, that's true. You are an adult. Logically speaking, a royal coming-of-age ceremony should be held for you. Did your Majesty say that?"

"No, I'm not interested in that."

Sardis raised his head, his eyes fell on the small lobe of Mia's left ear, and he glanced over.

"Aren't you going to perform the 'Prayer of the Sea' ceremony next month? That is equivalent to your coming-of-age ceremony. Of course I want to come back and see it with my own eyes."

'Prayer of the Sea' is a ceremony held every year in the Temple of the Sea God.

The reserve priests can participate as long as they are eighteen years old. After participating in this ceremony, it means that they have grown up and have the qualifications to become official priests.

Mia is exactly eighteen this year, so he will also participate in this ceremony, but his ceremony is completely different from the purely symbolic ceremony of other reserve priests.

For Miya, who is a young priest, the success or failure of the "Prayer of the Sea" is of great significance.

"I heard that the high priest is in retreat again?"

Sardis said dissatisfiedly, "Although according to the usual practice, the high priest cannot appear on the day when the young priest performs the ceremony, but it's only on that day. Before that, he can at least make more preparations for you."

"Hahaha."

Because Nadia came back to report on his duties, the other two generals were not available, so General Antiste had to go to Northern Xinjiang to take the temporary post of commander.

So the high priest had no choice but to 'retreat'.

Because of this matter, Teacher Yitit complained for several days, and said with a depressed face that he could have watched his jokes as a general—no, it was to attend his ceremony, and it is not possible now.

Sardis just complained a few words casually, and after he finished speaking, he became pensive, looking as if he was thinking about important things seriously.

Mia thought, Sardis will go to see King Davies later, he must be seriously thinking about how to talk to King Davies, and the princess, for Sardis , going to see her must be a very complicated thing.

Thinking of this, he felt sympathetic and patted Sardis' head again, as a comfort.

At this moment, Sardis, who was touched by Mia sympathetically, was thinking seriously about an issue that was really important to him while holding his chin.

Well, what reason are you looking for to continue sleeping with Mia tonight?

…………

At the same time, in the palace of the Crown Prince, someone was also having a conversation.

"Your Highness, you must make a decision."

Pastor, who had just returned to his palace, looked up at the old man standing in front of him.

Even though his hair has turned gray, the old man's figure is still upright, standing there like a burly pine tree.

The old man looked at Pastor with stern eyes. This old man who had been in the battlefield for decades exuded a decisive aura.

The room is very spacious, the skylight is open, and the sun shines in from the window, illuminating the whole room brightly.

Pastor was standing in the sunlight, but he couldn't feel any warmth. The sunlight casting on him cast his shadow long on the ground.

He lowered his eyes and fell silent for a while before speaking.

"Grandpa, why do you have to do such a thing?"

He clenched his hands tightly and said in a low voice, "I grew up under your teaching. I want to be an upright person like my father and grandpa. I want to be like you, no matter what kind of battlefield I face. , No matter what kind of war you are in, you can face the enemy calmly and win the victory with dignity."

"Isn't this okay? Does it have to hurt others?"

"The crown prince...no, Pastor."

The old general looked at Pastor and let out a deep sigh.

"Maybe I protected you too well."

His beloved daughter died early, and then his granddaughter, the second princess, also died of illness before she was an adult.

Now, the young man in front of him is his daughter's only flesh and blood.

He has guarded him, from a young child to now, for more than 20 years.

Maybe it's because he protected him so well that he still retains a trace of childlike innocence.

"Paster, you still don't understand. When you fight on the battlefield, your life hangs by a thread. Either you die or I die. There is never any uprightness in war, and there is never any honesty and magnanimity."

The old man's eyes are very sharp, and he looks at his grandson with strict eyes forever, but under the strictness, there is a deep feeling of licking the calf.

"The so-called uprightness is just a declaration of the winner to the world."

"Only the bones of the defeated are left, and they can no longer speak."

"Only the living can tell the world who is righteous and who is evil."

"So, in order to survive, in order to become a winner, no matter what means are used, this is the so-called war."

"This is the war between you and the third prince."

In the sharp words of the old man, Pastor showed a wry smile.

"But, grandpa, I..."

The old man raised his hand and patted Pastor on the shoulder.

"I know, you regard that young priest as a friend, and you can't bear to attack him."

When he mentioned that young sacrifice, his eyes suddenly became sharp, and even more murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

"But Pastor, if you think about it carefully, you regard him as a friend, but does he regard you as a friend?"

"Mia has always been nice to me."

"Yes, you think he treats you very well, because you think it will be easy to be with him, he will never urge you and strictly demand you, you can do what you like as you like with him, right? "

"..."

"Paster, you are already grown up and a mature man, so you should be able to tell which one is better for you, strict requirements on you or indulgence in pleasure."

"........."

"Paster, I have been persuading you to stay away from that young priest. He has no good intentions for you. All he does is deliberately indulge you and let you indulge in pleasure."

said the old man, looking serious.

"He deliberately lured you to fall."

It is the most unforgivable act for an old man to lure the Dauphin to indulge in pleasure.

The old general hated the chief culprit who caused the crown prince to change and get into bad habits.

He can't stand it.

If it wasn't for the other party's identity as a young priest, and the protection of the high priest and General Antiste, with the decisive temperament of the old man, he would have killed this guy who endangered the crown prince in the cradle.

The old general's eloquent words made Pastor feel a little confused for a moment.

"Is it really?"

He muttered to himself, his heart was shaken badly.

He suddenly remembered the scene he saw at Shaoji just now, Mia's hand caressed his brother's temple hair affectionately.

Those two were so close that four years seemed to never put a trace between them.

His chest suddenly felt a little sore and uncomfortable.

After all, the four years between him and Mia were far inferior to the one year between the two intimate teenagers in the arena.

For a long time, the person Mia cared about the most was always Sardis.

So... is it true that, as Grandpa said, Mia deliberately indulged him for the sake of his younger brother?

"We need a new young man on our side."

"Nowadays, the high priest is in retreat, and he won't show up on the day of the ceremony, and General Antiste has also gone to the northern border, and the two people who protected him are not there. In addition to the particularity of the ceremony, there are also people on the senior priest's side— — This is the best opportunity."

The old man gave a low drink.

"Prince, the war opportunity is fleeting, please make a decision immediately!"

Pastor remained silent and did not speak.

He turned around and sat down on the seat beside him, with his hands resting on the armrests, his fingers gripping the top of the armrests vigorously.

He lowered his head slightly, closed his eyes, and his jet-black hair fell before his eyes, making his eye sockets completely covered by shadows.

Since he was sensible, everyone told him that he was the crown prince and the future king of Portoyas.

He has always existed as the crown prince.

He never knew other ways of life.

He actually didn't know...whether he wanted to be the crown prince or not.

But he was raised as the future king, so he knew very well that from the moment he was born, this was out of his choice.

He has to be the crown prince.

For his grandfather, his mother clan, and all those who followed him.

He can only be the crown prince.

For himself.

Crown Prince Pastor opened his eyes. Under the backlight, the shadow of his forehead fell deeply on his pupils, making his already dark eyes even darker.

"……go a head."

He whispered, word by word, with a heavy tone.

He tightened his fingers on the armrest of the seat so hard that his knuckles were slightly white.

After a pause, he couldn't help but add another sentence after all.

"If possible...Grandpa, can you spare his life?"

A cold light flashed across the old man's eyes.

In his opinion, this kind of person who has great influence on the crown prince must not stay.

But he didn't show his thoughts, but said something lightly.

"I understand, this is your kindness, the crown prince."

After speaking, he turned and walked out.

There was only the young man left in the room. He sat quietly, his jet-black hair scattered in front of his eyes, the sun shone on him, but there were lingering shadows in his eyes.

He laughed suddenly, with a strong sense of sarcasm.

Pastor raised his hand and pressed it to his face, covering most of his face.Under the sunlight, all he could see was his lips pressed together like thin paper.

kindness?

Is this really benevolent?

Letting a person live in disgrace... What is the difference between this and death?