The Duke in the Spire of Thorns

Alchemists are more or less eccentric, and Celeste didn't say anything.Feeling the nightgown that Escrit had stuffed in, he fumbled on and put it on.

The carriage moved forward peacefully, with the rustling sound of the wheels rubbing against the road.Celeste fell asleep with the sound on her head.

Du Li'an was eager to hurry, and he didn't stop much along the way, and soon arrived at Wangcheng.

Celeste came to Wangcheng for the first time, he could see the prosperity of Wangcheng through the window, but he didn't have any envy in his heart.He doesn't like places with a lot of people, because a lot of people means danger.

Now he just wants to solve his problems as soon as possible and return to his castle as soon as possible.

According to common sense, the nobles who have just entered the royal city to meet the king have to fix up in their mansion first, take care of their appearance before going to see the king, so as not to be rude in front of the king.

But Du Li'an walked straight to the palace without any intention of stopping halfway.

Escrito dressed Celeste in the carriage, and after a while he seemed completely absorbed in his new identity.Celeste didn't want him to do this, he didn't need a valet.After all, he can do these chores himself.

It's just that Escrit was too self-conscious. At the beginning, he was just acting politely, as long as Celeste yelled to stop.Escrit would immediately stop what he was doing.However, the more he got to the back, the more attentive he became, he ignored Celeste's refusal, and took care of all the trivial matters of Celeste.

Celeste was not used to it at first, but now he has adapted.

Escrit made a delicate collar for him, and put a thick cape on him.Put on the gloves again, and button the top hat.After taking care of it, the palace arrived.

Du Lian stood waiting at the door of the carriage with a sneer on his face.Celeste ignored him, sat in the wheelchair calmly, and was pushed by Escrito towards the main hall of the palace.

The king was already sitting in the main hall waiting for them, which further confirmed Celeste's guess that Durian must have told the king about his abnormality, otherwise the king would not be so eager to meet him.

But he is not afraid now, Escrito is standing beside him.

The sneer on Du Lian's face has disappeared, and he has become more polite. If no one tells the truth, no one will know that he was born as a commoner.

This is what Du Lian is most proud of. He is proud of his excellence, but this excellence comes from the Duke's training.He subconsciously ignored this point, and instead of being ungrateful, he resented the Duke and Celeste for blocking his way up.

The ceremonial officer in charge of the succession ceremony was already standing aside holding things and waiting for the ceremony to begin.The king watched Celeste condescendingly. Although he was suspicious, this was his brother's only child.He was less willing to believe that he would be an outlier.

Celeste was dressed up to attend today, and he answered the king's inquiries gracefully, seemingly unaware of the king's doubts and temptations.

"You're sweating, you're overdressed."

Escrito whispered in Celeste's ear, his voice was not loud, but because the palace was very quiet, most people heard him.

His rudeness made the king frown, but it also happened to be an opportunity for testing.

Du Lian stood aside, gloating in his heart almost overflowing, he didn't have the slightest liking for this servant, but now he thinks this servant is much more pleasing to the eye.

How do you deal with it now?

He believed that Celeste must have never told his servant his secret, so the servant was ignorant and wanted to be considerate of his master, but unexpectedly pushed his master into the abyss instead.

"Then help me take off the cloak."

Surprisingly, Celeste not only showed no embarrassment, but calmly asked Escrit to help him take off his cloak.

Some bad feelings rose in Du Li'an's heart, and soon, his feelings came true.

Celeste was wearing a full court dress today, and after taking off the cloak, a pair of slender legs were revealed in front of everyone.With boots on his feet, he looked like a normal person no matter what.

The king's expression relaxed, and then he cast his eyes sharply on Du Lian who was standing aside. Du Lian's face was pale and he was on the verge of falling, and he shouted in disbelief: "How is that possible! When did your fish tail turn into a leg?!"

Celeste's response to this was to look at the king with doubts. From the previous words, he probably knew that the king still had deep respect for his father, so he loved Wu Jiwu, after confirming that he was a human being. , the king's tolerance for him also increased.

He looked at the king with restraint and doubt, his expression was completely blank.

The king comforted him a few words, and then announced the beginning of the succession ceremony.

The succession ceremony was not complicated, and Celeste officially inherited his father's title and became a duke.

Before he left the palace, he glanced at Du Lian, whose face was as white as paper, and felt a burst of joy in his heart.

After inheriting the title of duke, he did not embark on the journey back home. He stayed in the royal city for a few days. The bustling royal city was full of nobles, and with their help, the news spread quickly.Celeste didn't even need to bother to inquire, and figured out what happened to Du Lian:

He was no longer the king's guest, and he was severely punished for slandering the noble duke.He claimed to be the descendant of a small noble family, with noble blood flowing through his body.But after all, he didn't have a formal title of nobility, so the king had no scruples in dealing with him. If it weren't for the hard work of the noble lady who admired him, he might have been decapitated.

What happened to Du Lian was not sympathetic, and Celeste was not even satisfied with it. The noble lady was already fascinated by Du Lian. Even if Du Lian lost everything, she was willing to marry him.

Celeste was very dissatisfied, but there was nothing he could do. He had never been to the Royal City, and he would never come again.There is no power in the royal city, and it is impossible to make substantive revenge against Du Li'an.

During this period of time, Escrit left early and returned late, and every time he came back, he had a strong smell of blood on his body.Celeste didn't ask about his whereabouts. In his opinion, his friendship with this mysterious alchemist was coming to an end, and he would disappear as mysteriously as he appeared in a short time.

Thinking of this, Celeste felt a little uncomfortable.

He has never had anyone close to him. Apart from his father and old George, Escrit is the closest person to him. His father dotes on him, and George Sr. takes pity on him. But there was never a look of sympathy.

——It was just a transaction, why did he still care about it?

Celeste frowned, very unhappy.

He was upset, so he picked up a book and flipped through it at random. After flipping through a few pages, he forgot all of them, and spent the afternoon in a daze.

Old George was taking care of the convoy, and after passing this test without any risk, he wanted his master to go back early, because the castle was the safest place.

Celeste didn't stop him, but just looked at the bundled luggage and felt irritated. The king seemed to express his apology to him by sending many things over. These new things will be brought back to the castle, so it will take It's not that fast to start.

It was night when Escrito came back, and it was already late at night. There was no blood on his body, but there was a strong smell of blood.

Celeste hadn't gone to bed yet, he remained in the living room with the fire still burning in the fireplace.He heard the noise and turned his head to see that it was Escrit who had returned.

He didn't go to sleep, and sat here just to wait for Escrit to come back. Now that he waited, he stood up and planned to leave.

"Why did you go away when you saw me?"

Escrito's voice came from behind, and he couldn't hear any emotion, but Celeste's legs couldn't move.

He didn't look back, "Because I'm sleepy."

This answer is very blunt. Celeste didn't want to answer this way. What he said was different from what he thought in his heart. He couldn't figure out what he wanted. There was only one thing that was clear: he didn't want Escrit angry.

He wanted to make amends, but after thinking about it for a while, he didn't think of an excuse.

Escrito approached Celeste from behind, a strong smell of blood rushed towards his face.Celeste stood where he was, and put his hands on his shoulders. He trembled and didn't move.

"I discovered a serious problem during this time."

He exerted a little force with both hands, forcing Celeste to face him, his green pupils were like bottomless pools of water, "Forcibly separating the blood that was originally fused together will do you great harm. "

"How big is it?"

Celeste didn't care about this, but his voice trembled, and he knew it was because Escrito was too close to him, spraying his warm breath on his forehead.

He didn't really want to go at first, but after being manipulated by Escrit, he couldn't move anymore. He stood there stiffly, his muscles tensed.

Escrit misunderstood his nervousness, and thought it was because Celeste was afraid, so he lowered his voice to make it sound more calm and convincing: "It hurts a lot."

He said: "You see, if you were still a mermaid, then when the time was right, you could be courted by another merman. But now that you have human form, the merman will not woo you again, And because you have to change back to the mermaid form after a while, it makes it difficult for you to accept the courtship of other humans."

"Can't conclude marriage, can't get love, isn't that hurt enough?"

Celeste thought that the harm was not serious at all, so he didn't care about it.Besides, it sounded somewhat ridiculous to say such a thing from Escrit's mouth.

But his answer was:

"...Then what do you say?"