The wind blows, twirling with the leaves in the forest.

There is a hot spring in the garden of the atrium of the palace. The spring water is mild, and the hot air rises into the air in the dark night.

In the smoky pool, a red-haired boy leaned against the edge of the water. The hot air made his body a little flushed, and the mist filled the air, making it ambiguous.

The maid placed the brand-new gorgeous black dress beside him, and then retreated respectfully with downcast eyes.

The boy leaning against the rock wall closed his eyes, put his elbows on both sides of the rock, raised his head, and seemed to be enjoying the comfort of this moment.

Suddenly, there were some rustling sounds from the nearby grass.

The boy heard something, but did not take any action.

The little finger hooked it, and then, a silk thread that was too thin to be seen suddenly reflected a cold light in the night.

"Want to escape?" The deep and laughing voice opened slightly, and the closed eyes suddenly opened, the red and magnificent pupils turned slightly, and an elf tied to a rope was pulled to the boy's side by the silk thread !

The elf was so frightened that it immediately shrank into a small ball of light, floating in the air, trembling.

Seeing this, Snoke twitched his lips mockingly, tapped his index finger on the light ball, and said, "It's as stupid as your master."

The messenger elf has been in the palace for many days.

It's not that he didn't want to go back to Troy, but that he couldn't go back because——it was caught.

Of course, the reason for being caught is: it hit itself.

Hit snooker.

After arriving at the headquarters of the Wizards Association and the Knights Union and taking the words of Prince Troy, the elf did not return immediately. Although it is a messenger elf, the carrier pigeon also needs to rest, so the little guy went back to the palace and ran to Troy. I ate some elf-specific snacks in my room to supplement my strength.

This stay lasted for several days, and then—the king came back.

The elf lay on the window of Troy's room and looked down. Unexpectedly, he saw a familiar person!

The child the master picked up.

But the child's appearance was a little different from what he had seen before. He became taller and seemed to be the same as Troy. His jet-black hair turned red, even his eyes, but his face remained the same.

The elf didn't know the specific relationship between the master and the boy, but only knew that Troy had sent him elsewhere, so after seeing the boy here, it ran to find him excitedly at night, so——

Just got caught.

"..."

It has been locked up until now, I thought I could sneak away while the boy was taking a shower, but——

It was tied with a silk thread by the boy's magic.

Elf: "..." So angry.

Snoke smiled, stood up from the water, and the water droplets emitting rising heat slowly slid down his smooth skin. He walked out of the pool, leaned over and picked up the white blanket on the side, and wiped off the water on his body beads.

Then one by one, she slowly put on the black dress prepared by the maid, brushed her wet hair back with her bony hands, raised her head, revealing her curvaceous neck, beautiful and delicate under the moonlight.

The waiting maid heard the movement by the pool, so she walked out of the forest, lowered her eyes and asked respectfully, "His Royal Highness, after soaking in the hot spring, is there anything else I need to do?"

"No, go to bed early, and we have to leave tomorrow morning," the young man said with a smile, his eyes turned slightly, and his delicate and magnificent red pupils suddenly looked at the maid, reached out, and gently lifted her chin: "You look very beautiful." good."

The maid paused, blushing slightly, and said, "Thank you, Your Highness, for your compliment..."

Snoke leaned down, approached the maid, looked straight into her eyes, and said with a smile: "I heard from my mother that before sending you to my place, you were in charge of taking care of my brother whom I have never met?"

The maid nodded: "Yes, yes, I am His Royal Highness Troy's personal maid, and I have always been responsible for taking care of his daily life."

"That's really hard work," the boy raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Is it tiring to take care of a waste who can't take care of his own life?"

The maid paused, then shook her head, "Prince Snoke, Prince Troy is not a waste." Her voice was calm, but it was not difficult to hear a trace of displeasure inside: "He is very good, although he used to be irritable and disrespectful, But in recent months, he has changed a lot."

"Being more and more gentle, and I like to do everything by myself. I almost thought that Prince Troy would never want me again." Speaking of this, the maid seemed a little more disappointed.

Snoke's eyes flashed slightly, and he immediately spread his hands and apologized: "Is that so? I'm sorry, I just always thought that the prince in the palace can't do anything and needs your personal and careful care. It seems that I was wrong gone."

"I didn't expect His Royal Highness Prince Troy to be so kind?" He narrowed his eyes, and his words seemed to be tinged with anticipation: "I can't wait to see him."

Hearing what he said, the maid's complexion improved, and when she lowered her eyes, she saw a small ball of light in the young man's hand, so she asked:

"Your Highness Prince Snoke, what are you holding?"

The red-haired boy looked back, smiled at the woman and said, "It's nothing, it's just... an elf."

Troy's room is enchanted.

It must be opened with a specific magic or key, which is to protect the privacy of the prince.

Only Troy knows the magic, and the key——is only a messenger elf.

The ball of light was being pinched by the red-haired boy, and Snoke looked down at it. The little guy in his hand was trembling, as if he was very scared.

But the young man ignored its fear, a burst of light from the fire element suddenly burst out from his palm, matching the golden light emitted by the elf, and the door lock clicked, and the door that only Troy could open was opened so easily .

The corner of Snoke's lips hooked slightly, and he threw the elf in his hand casually, and the little guy rolled onto Troy's bed, and then quickly retracted into the bed, continuing to tremble.

The boy raised his foot and slowly walked into the bedroom.

Troy's room is full of magic. Even if no one is there, and there is no maid to clean up, the cleaning tools placed in the house will still work by themselves, cleaning and cleaning up the dust.

As soon as he entered the door, he could smell the same faint fragrance as that of the blond boy.

The desk items are neat and orderly, and the bed is clean, but at this time there is a small bag bulging on the flat bed, which is an elf.

Snoke glanced at it mockingly, sneered, and ignored it.

Then he walked to Troy's desk, opened the cabinet, and took out a book from inside.

The cover of the book looks rather old, but the text on it is still clear, it reads——Izawa's Handbook.

The god Izzy, the new patron saint of Ogris Continent, is also the one who gave Troy four chances to be reborn.

This book was written by Yi Ze when he was traveling as a bard before he became a god. The only original manuscript was handed down in the royal family of Noggedingland and passed into the hands of Troy.

However, the content inside was very ordinary and nothing special, so Troy never paid attention to it.

However, only Snoke knows that this book actually hides a big secret.

So, the young man smiled, his red pupils flickered slightly, and like the previous three times, he burned the flame in his hand and destroyed it.

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