Wang Xiaoming of Lucifer

"This tent looks a bit familiar." Keynes talked to Colin while setting up the tent, trying to continue to appease him.

However, Colin, who was still angry, didn't reply to him at all.

"A friend of mine used a similar tent before." Keynes didn't care, and continued on his own. "However, the resistance of his tent is linked to his own strength, unlike yours."

"Me too." Colin couldn't resist correcting him in the end, "After inputting magic power, when it encounters external damage, it will automatically call the magic power of the person who input the magic power to launch defensive magic."

"En?" Keynes turned his head and glanced at Colin, "Aren't you a junior magician?"

"Hmph." Faced with Keynes' doubts, Colin still responded with a cold snort, and at the same time thought to himself, "If it weren't for my father, my mentor, and even George not allowing me to take the test, I would be the most powerful person in history." The young middle-level mage is here! '

"Okay!" Cairns stood up soon, "You go in and hide?"

If possible, Colin wanted to go hunting with Cairns and prove his own strength by the way, but the tents were all set up, and it was a bit inappropriate for him to walk away, so Colin nodded, and after removing the fireball, directly Got into the tent.

Cairns saw that Colin was so well-behaved, so he didn't tell him anything, just smiled and told him to wait for him to come back, and then left to hunt.

However, Ke Lin, who wanted to prove his ability, could really stay in the tent and wait for him to come back.So when Cairns came back with the prey, Colin had already lit the bonfire.

Keynes looked at the bonfire, then at Colin who was sitting obediently by the bonfire, and sighed slightly: "Why are you so unbecoming."

Colin, who originally thought he would be praised, gave Keynes a dissatisfied look, wrinkled his nose and said, "Why do you care so much?" Not to mention the Duke of Scarlett and George, even Colin was praised by him since he was a child. The doting duchess was not so careful with him.

When Cairns heard what Colin said, he suddenly had a strange feeling in his heart, but he didn't think about it. He just found two strong branches and strung the prey in his hand, and handed one to Colin: "Yes! bake it?"

Colin, who had already despaired of Keynes's attitude of treating himself as a five-year-old child, took the prey and took a closer look: "Hundred Flower Fire Rabbit?"

"Well, I happened to meet two." Cairns sat next to Colin, put the prey on the fire, and roasted it. "It's a pity that the skin was damaged by me."

"I told you not to take me there." Colin said gloatingly, "otherwise we would have caught a litter of rabbits by now."

"There's still time to look for it tomorrow morning." Cairns returned while turning the rabbit over, "It's not easy to peel the rabbit if it hits in the middle of the night."

"It doesn't matter if you peel it tomorrow morning?" Colin also chatted with Cairns while flipping through the rabbit in his hand.

"It will go bad." Cairns explained, "After the Hundred Blossoms Rabbit dies, it decays very quickly."

"Oh." Colin nodded, "By the way, this rabbit is also a kind of monster. Is it okay for you to kill so many every year?"

"Huh?" Keynes didn't quite understand what Colin meant.

"That's right, it won't be finished?" Colin explained, "If it's finished, there will be nothing left, right?" This was what the Duke told Colin when he followed the Duke and the others to hunt in the woods behind the house.

"It's really gone, so I won't kill him." As a mercenary, Keynes had never considered this kind of problem, "Anyway, it's not a matter of you nobles saying a word."

"..." Colin realized for the first time that he and Keynes might not have anything in common. "I think you have misunderstood nobles."

"I think you have misunderstood nobles too." Keynes retorted.

"Huh?!" What other Keynes said about himself, Colin can regard it as a difference in concept between the two, but this?

"I've seen more nobles than you." Keynes took out a knife and cut twice on his rabbit so that the oil inside could flow out, "You may know Duke Scarlett, but you don't know nobles. "

"Although I don't have many friends, you can't say that." Colin handed the rabbit in his hand to Cairns and asked him to make two cuts for himself, "Up to His Majesty the Emperor, down to everyone Earl Zhong, although I can’t say I’ve seen them all, I’ve visited at least once as a resident in the imperial capital!”

"My young master Scarlett." Keynes sighed helplessly, "Aren't the nobles below the earl no longer nobles in your opinion?"

Colin blinked at Keynes: "I didn't say that." Although it seems that this is indeed the case?

Keynes smiled, wondering why he was discussing this with the young master: "Well, you didn't say that."

"Are you laughing at me in your heart again!" Colin wanted to blow his hair when he saw him laughing.

"No." Keynes quickly shook his head, "I just..."

"Just?" Colin stared at Keynes as if he would not give up without asking for an answer.

"I just think, young master, you are so... so cute?" When he said this, Cairns was already ready to scrap another set of clothes.

In the end, Colin was not as angry as he imagined. He just pouted and turned around with a depressed face, staring at the bonfire and continuing to roast his rabbit: "Don't call me cute." Colin, who used feminine words such as beautiful, pure, or endearing, felt that neutral praise like cute was not particularly unacceptable.

"Well, okay, don't talk about it." Cairns closed his mouth immediately when he saw it, and concentrated on roasting the rabbit in his hand. He also took a look at Colin's rabbit so that he wouldn't spoil it.

The two of them ate the roasted rabbit in silence, then tidied up and got into the tent, and fell asleep quietly.

When it was still dark outside the next day, Cairns woke up and woke up Colin who was still sleeping.

"So early?" Colin leaned out of the tent and took a look. The weather outside looked similar to when he fell asleep yesterday, so he asked casually.

"It's getting late." Cairns passed Colin and walked out of the tent, "The woods are dense, and it's late at dawn."

"Oh." Colin yawned and took out his pocket watch, lit a small fireball and took a look. It was indeed late at six o'clock in the morning—of course, this was not for Colin who usually slept until nine o'clock. .