Male Supporters Want to Fall in Love [Quick Transmigration]

A few days ago, in a tavern in Wangcheng.

"...The day after tomorrow is our Princess Susie's birthday," said Thain, "you just need to stay in the palace for a day."

Sitting across from him was a handsome young man, who looked up slightly and looked elegant and charming as he sipped.

"anything else?"

Winterson put the wine glass back on the table, raised his chin and looked at the Chief of the Imperial Guard.He didn't think that the task of stacking five hundred gold coins would be so easy.

"Uh, what's more," Thain stammered, "need your clothes..."

He looked at the other party and said vaguely, "It's not the same."

"Oh?" Winterson frowned slightly. The other party hadn't made it clear. He was a little impatient, but he still asked in a gentle tone: "What's the difference?"

Thain rubbed his hands and said hesitantly, "Her Royal Highness Princess Susie herself will not show up at the banquet,"

"But her, everyone must feel that Her Highness the Princess is present, so at this time, it is necessary for someone to pretend to be a princess..."

Winterson sat up straight, his appearance was still handsome, the whole person looked like an elegant and decent nobleman, his expression was a bit puzzled, but the smile on the corner of his mouth was a bit cold: "So, you found me?"

Looking for him to be a princess stand-in for a day?

Winterson had already decided that the head of the Imperial Guard was teasing him. Winterson was completely impatient. He drank the last bit of wine in his glass and was about to get up and leave.

"Wait!" Thain quickly grabbed his sleeve, met Winterson's cold gaze, and let go of it embarrassingly: "...Sorry."

He almost forgot that this Knight of Light disliked being touched by others.

"Your Excellency Winterson!" Thain lowered his voice. He glanced at the blond knight of light, and his eyes quickly swept across the other's appearance: "His Majesty the King requests that we must find someone who is beautiful enough but also very capable." Someone from someone to replace the princess, after much deliberation, I had no choice but to come to you..."

Winterson laughed angrily: "My lord, but your request..."

Thain quickly said: "We can still discuss the remuneration!"

Winterson raised his eyebrows and looked at him quietly.

Seeing the other party stop, waiting for his next sentence, Thain gritted his teeth: "A thousand gold coins!"

According to the agreement with the Chief of the Imperial Guard, Winterson sat in a room in the palace on the morning of the third day.

In the morning light, the young man who looked like a god sat quietly under the glass window. He seemed to like the sunlight very much, raised his head slightly, and narrowed his eyes in enjoyment.

The girl with black hair and black eyes was shaken by his face, covered her mouth involuntarily, and exclaimed: "My God..."

"How can I want such a beauty to replace me!" The girl grabbed her skirt tightly, and looked at Winterson eagerly: "I heard that you are a knight of light... wait a minute! Are you the hero of the legend?"

Winterson had a cold face. He didn't understand what Her Highness the Princess meant: "What did you say?"

"Cough, that..." Princess Susie cleared her throat and asked, "Can you tell me your name?"

Winterson frowned and looked in the mirror, and said unhappily, "Winterson."

"Huh? Strange." The princess said to herself, "I don't remember the name of the hero..."

Winterson didn't seem to understand the princess' nonsense, and now he focused all his attention on the mirror——

Princess Suzie said that she needs to find someone to replace herself, so he has to wear a skirt and seem to have to put on makeup?

Winterson didn't know how to paint the makeup of noble ladies, and he didn't allow anyone to touch his face. The royal maid looked at Princess Suzie in embarrassment: "His Royal Highness..."

"It's okay!" The black-haired girl waved chicly, and was reminded by the maid to pay attention to etiquette.She took it back resentfully, and said to Winterson: "It's okay not to wear makeup... In fact, you don't need anything for a while, so don't be too nervous."

"Since you are a knight, you must be very good at swordsmanship?" Princess Suzie asked.

Winterson nodded slightly: "You should believe in the ability of the Knight of Light."

"It's not a question of whether I believe it or not, the main thing is..." Princess Susie looked embarrassed and said in a low voice, "Do you believe that there are dragons in this world?"

"dragon?"

Winterson opened his green eyes slightly, and repeated the word that only existed in legends. At random, he leaned on the back of the chair and resumed his sitting posture. He just looked up at Princess Suzie, and said, "Your Highness , the dragons perished in the Second Age."

According to the legend left by the God of Light, the mainland has experienced a total of three eras.The first era was dominated by gods, but with the battle of the gods, only a few gods remained.

The second era is the prosperity of the dragon clan, and the third era is the elves.

But these races exist in legends and no longer exist.

Because it is the fourth era, and the smart and hardworking human race dominates the world.

"Oh," said Princess Suzie, "I... I can't explain very well."

"There will be an evil dragon appearing in a while...don't think I'm talking nonsense," Princess Susie was quite distressed, and the maid beside her seemed to understand it, and didn't interrupt her: "You don't want to It’s too surprising, so please protect yourself.”

Winterson nodded: "I understand."

After changing into a gorgeous dress, Winterson felt uneasily at the straps of the corset.

Everyone in the room couldn't help but focus on him. After letting down the platinum-blond hair, his appearance was not at all awkward.

He really is like a noble princess now.

Before the banquet started, His Majesty the King also came to see Winterson and said to him, "I really don't understand what Susie is thinking, but according to the agreement, I will personally give you the thousand gold coins after the banquet."

Hearing this sentence, Winterson's expression became softer.

Everything is going according to Princess Suzie's plan.

The part before the banquet was in the open-air back garden, and Winterson sat next to the king, watching the banquet with a blank face.

I don't know if it was a duke or some kind of baron, and he smiled and offered the gift graciously. Winterson took the box under the king's gesture, and then opened it, but his eyes froze when he saw the diamond inside.

The accident happened at this moment.

A huge shadow covered the sky, people exclaimed, and Winterson heard the king say in disbelief: "How is this possible?"

Winterson immediately thought of the black-haired girl, and asked him seriously: "Do you believe that there are dragons in this world?"

Winterson looked up at the silver-white dragon, narrowing his eyes slightly.

It's not an ordinary dragon, it's a dragon clan.

It was supposed to annihilate the dragon clan in history together with him.

"It turns out that there are really dragons in this world."

Winterson was wearing a white shirt with the neckline slightly open, revealing the delicate and smooth clavicle line.He looked at Zhang Ning carefully by the dim lantern.

He has been pretending to be weak these days, taking advantage of Yinlong's habit of loving beautiful things.But I didn't expect that Yinlong would lower his vigilance to such a low level - he dared to transform into a human form in front of him.

And it was only at this time that Winterson discovered that he and the other party had met once.

When Yinlong transformed into a human form, he looked like a teenager, with his blue eyes wide open, looking at him with some horror.

Winterson noticed that the arm in his hand was trembling slightly, and he frowned unconsciously.

It seemed to frighten him.

Winterson thought.

But instead of backing away, he moved closer. He held Yinlong's arm tightly, and the other lifted up a strand of wet silver hair. Winterson tilted his head slightly, and said in a low voice, "Sure enough. , your hair and your eyes are very beautiful."

Zhang Ning was taken aback when he heard this.

With his head tilted like this, Winterson completely exposed his face to the light.As expected, the other party's eyes stayed on his face.

Winterson raised the corners of his lips quietly.

"Ah," Zhang Ning remembered, and asked hesitantly, "Are you... the Knight of Light?"

Winterson nodded with a smile: "Do you remember me?"

Seeing that Zhang Ning's eyes were dodging, he said warmly, "Your hair is soaked."

He was about to touch the boy's hair again, but he pushed it away vigorously.

The already dim lantern was thrown to the ground, and the small room was instantly plunged into darkness.

Winterson's green eyes suddenly sank.

"This, is this the male lead?" Zhang Ning frantically tapped the system in his mind: "No, where's the promised female lead?!"

On Nancy Street, parading knights of light?

The light knight of the church? !

Isn't that the hero's identity? !

"I don't know." No wonder the progress of the plot has not been up, the system has not yet woken up from the blow, and almost crashed: "I don't know..."

"Then what should we do now!" Zhang Ning thought about the fact that he stayed with this "false princess" who was suspected to be the hero these days, and the whole dragon is not good: "He won't make me into armor! "

"Yes, I'm sorry!" Zhang Ning pressed his back against the door frame tightly. Because of the darkness, he didn't notice the expression of the blond young man, and apologized frantically: "Actually, I admitted the wrong person! I'm so sorry these days! I...I Send you back immediately!"

"Oh?" Winterson laughed, "How are you going to send me back?"

"Is it the form of a dragon?"

It was almost impossible to see anything in the dark room, and the occasional flash of lightning brought a burst of thunder, illuminating the whole room in an instant.

Amidst the deafening thunder, Winterson suddenly opened his mouth and uttered a string of obscure words that resembled spells.

Zhang Ning suddenly heard a rustling sound, as if it was rubbing against the wall. Before he could react, he was wrapped around his wrist and ankle by some slender, life-like object.

The tactile sensation was really hard to describe, his back felt cold, goosebumps all over his body, and he struggled without thinking, but the vines immediately tightened and wrapped around his body.

"Roar--"

It was so weird, Zhang Ning didn't have time to think about it, disregarding the small room, he turned into the form of a silver dragon again, roaring to get rid of these vines.

But he didn't succeed, he couldn't make his body bigger—these vines seemed to have strange magic power, and he couldn't become his original size after being restrained.

The long and complicated incantation finally stopped, but at this time, the silver dragon was also firmly bound by the vines to its limbs and wings, unable to break free.

The blond young man stepped on his riding boots, walked up to the silver dragon, stretched out and touched his scales, and said in a gentle and harmless voice, "This is also very cute."

"Ahhh——" Zhang Ning cried and shouted to the system: "I don't want to be skinned to make armor!"

"Ahhh——" the system yelled louder than him: "Is the mission hopeless!"

The silver dragon's scales have no temperature, and Winterson's fingers are also cold.He lit all the wall lamps in the room, turned around again, and walked slowly in front of Zhang Ning.

Yinlong let out a roar, but his current size was about the same as that of a lamb, and his voice was not deterrent.

The other party was even amused by him: "Ha, you are quite fierce."

Zhang Ning felt insulted, raised his head viciously, and was about to roar again, but was shocked by his weak appearance at this time.

The blond young man had a pale face, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, as if he was enduring great pain, even the hair on his forehead was wet by the cold sweat.He bit his lower lip, the line of his neck and collarbone accentuated by his panting.

Zhang Ning was stunned for a moment. Just as he opened his mouth, Yinlong's kiss was pinched. He was forced to close his mouth, almost biting his own tongue, and flicked his tail anxiously.

"Be honest," Winterson said hoarsely. He let go of the silver dragon expressionlessly, wrapped the silver dragon's body around twice with the vines, and staggered back two steps while clutching his forehead, "Don't move around."

Zhang Ning: "..."

He is really tied up now.

Winterson leaned on the wall and walked slowly to the bed. He seemed to hesitate for a while, but he turned off a few lights, leaving only a wall lamp on the top of the silver dragon's head, and then fell heavily on the bed, very tired. look.

Yinlong bared his teeth at the bed, but got no response.

He lowered his head to vent his anger, and bit the green vines wrapped around his body hard.

The wind and rain are still intertwined outside, and the tower is still warm, but the windows are not closed, and the rain outside is constantly blown in by the strong wind, which easily wets the sheets.

But the blond young man on the bed remained indifferent.

Zhang Ning observed for a while, and found that he was motionless, and fell asleep with just his clothes on.

Zhang Ning: "..."

Yinlong withdrew his gaze, the vines on his body didn't make him that uncomfortable when he wasn't struggling, he simply nestled on the ground, wrapped his tail around himself, buried his head under his wings, and began to feel sleepy.

In the early morning of the church, Miller carried out the training of the Knight of Light as usual.

"Master Knight Commander!"

Miller stopped and looked back: "What's the matter?"

The knight saluted him, and said respectfully, "Lord Cardinal wants to see you."

Miller's expression hesitated for a moment, he sighed softly, and said, "I see."

He pushed open the heavy door of the main hall, first untied his sword and saluted the statue of the Goddess of Light, then turned around and said to the gray-haired cardinal, "My lord."

"Your Excellency Miller," the cardinal sat in the center of the hall, holding the scepter representing the highest authority of the local church, he said straight to the point, "I haven't seen that knight named Winterson for a long time."

Miller clenched his heart, bowed his head and said, "Yes, my lord, he..."

"He went with the Knights a few days ago, to the city of Silan."

The Knight Commander of Light bowed his head in front of the Statue of Light.

It is true that ten knights and two priests went to the border city half a month ago, but Winterson did not participate.

Miller didn't know how long the "long time" in the cardinal's mouth was. He hoped that the cardinal hadn't seen Winterson in the past half month.

"is it?"

Miller's heart sank when he heard the majestic voice of the cardinal.

"But I told you before that unless there are special circumstances, he should not be allowed to leave the church."

Miller breathed a sigh of relief quietly, and he replied: "But, you also know that Winterson is...very stubborn, he insists on asking, and I can't stop him."

The cardinal stopped talking, and after a long time, he asked, "What's the situation in Silan City now?"

Miller replied: "The epidemic is spreading, and the local church has been unable to control it. They suspect that it is caused by black magic."

"The creature that suddenly appeared above the royal city a few days ago, have you found it?"

Miller shook his head and said in a low voice: "There is no clue, but the people's emotions have been appeased."

"I see," the cardinal stood up and turned his back to him, holding the scepter tightly, and said, "You go down first."

After the door of the main hall was closed, the cardinal walked slowly to the statue of the Goddess of Light and said in a low voice, "It seems that I need to go to the Holy See."

"Your Excellency Anderson," Miller hurried into a room and found the person in charge of handling church documents. He looked around and whispered, "Do me a favor."

The priest named Anderson looked up and saw that Miller was a little surprised, and he quickly said, "Please tell me."

Miller said: "Help me find the list of knights who went to Silan City half a month ago."

Anderson had been in the church for almost ten years. He had watched Miller take office, but he had never seen this upright knight leader ask for anything from others, so he couldn't help being flattered.

He found the list quickly, and Miller took it over, read the names from beginning to end, and then looked up at Anderson.

Anderson didn't know why, and looked up at him suspiciously.

The two looked at each other for a while, and under his gaze, the Bright Knight stretched out the quill on the table: "Uh, actually..."

Miller blinked, his face turned red: "Actually, I forgot a name."

"I, I write it now!"

He hastily added Winterson's name to the end of the list, and nervously almost made a mistake.

Anderson understood, and nodded hurriedly: "I understand!"

Before Miller left, he whispered, "Don't worry, I won't say anything!"

The poor Knight of Light may not have told as many lies in his life as he does today, and he even lied to the Cardinal!Under the gaze of the Goddess of Light!

Standing in front of the church gate, Miller rubbed his short flaxen hair irritably.

"You can't enter without permission..."

"I'm just here to find someone!"

"Sorry, please leave!"

"I'll just ask if he's there, and I'll be leaving right away..."

Miller suddenly heard a movement from the guard in front of the door.It was not for him to deal with it himself, but for some reason, he subconsciously took a step forward, raised a smile habitually, and asked, "Hi, who are you looking for?"

The one arguing with the guard was a girl in a cloak, and Miller noticed the black eyes of the guard.

It is a very rare color.

The girl finally saw someone responding to her words, and quickly replied: "I want to find Winterson... eh!"

When Miller heard the name that terrified him, he quickly covered the girl's mouth without thinking.He recovered under the horrified eyes of the other party, and quickly let go of his apology: "I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!"

Miller looked around and asked in a low voice, "You know him?"

The black-eyed girl was very smart. Under Miller's strange movements, she realized that she could not say that name again in front of the church guards, so she whispered, "Yes."

But she silently took a step back, away from Miller.

Miller glanced at the guard and smiled habitually: "That's great, please come with me."

He led the girl to a hidden alley, but the girl stayed a few steps away from him and refused to enter the alley.

Miller was a little helpless, and said, "I'm sorry for my actions just now, but please believe me, I swear by the God of Light, I will not hurt you."

The girl shook her head, stood still and said, "I just want to ask a few questions, is Winterson in the church now?"

Miller looked at her steadily and said, "He has disappeared since six days ago."

The girl covered her mouth and murmured: "It's over, he really didn't come back..."

Miller frowned and said, "But the guard at the gate told me that he had met the head of the Royal Guard the day before he disappeared."

"You've seen him too, haven't you?"

Hearing his question, the girl hesitated for a while, lifted the hood of the hood, and replied: "Yes."

She has seaweed-like black hair, as mysteriously black as her eyes, but her expression looks very annoyed: "It's actually the palace I entrusted him to go to."

Miller looked at her and asked hesitantly, "Then you are..."

"I'm Suzie," said the girl.

Miller immediately understood her identity: "It turns out to be Her Royal Highness."

Su Xibai rejected his cumbersome etiquette, and continued to ask: "Then do you know the dragon that appeared in the sky of Wangcheng a few days ago?"

"I know." Of course Miller knew, he was already in a state of desperation about this matter, "Wait! Could it be... Could this matter have something to do with Winterson?"

He was surprised at first, but when he thought about it carefully, if the other party was Winterson, then nothing would be surprising.

Suzy said, "No, it doesn't count, it's all my fault..."

"But now there is no clue about the dragon," Miller rubbed his hair, and the other was unconsciously placed on the saber on his waist, and he almost collapsed: "I just told the cardinal that he would go Slan City..."

"I have a clue."

Miller looked at the girl with black hair and black eyes in surprise. She looked serious: "I know the approximate location of the dragon's lair."

At the same time, in the remote wilderness, there is an abandoned manor.

In the tall tower, the silver dragon curled up in the corner, green vines wrapped around his body, and some small white flowers bloomed on some branches.

Zhang Ning yawned slightly, he opened his eyes, and met a pair of green eyes.

The blond young man was bathed in the sun, with a smile in his eyes: "Good morning, did you sleep well yesterday?"

The author has something to say: I want to write that kind of crazy attack!

Abandoned manors, tall towers, vines, silver dragons...

etc!This is in the green Jinjiang_(:з」∠)_