The target Vest is the ultimate boss

The Black Pigeon Tavern was as noisy as ever.Amidst the smog, the noble young man managed to find an empty table, opened his seat and sat down.

After a while, he heard someone sitting behind him.

"The plan is going well?" The voice of the tavern's daughter came from behind.

Maybe it was the reflection of a beautiful and well-behaved canary in his mind, Kanas narrowed his eyes and gave a short smile.

"He—"

The simple ceremony in the cave was not a courtesy for "friends", and he never needed friends.

That is the mark of "beloved" and "possessed".

The little saint has bright eyes, and the little saint has a clean heart.

They are all delicacies that make his index finger move.

Courteney whistled.

Ever since I asked her that question, Cañas came to the Black Pigeon Tavern, and he was no longer the same as before, every time he hugged a pretty girl to come and kiss me, and he no longer flirted with women in the tavern, The whole person is quite peaceful, but she began to like the outdated tunes from the last century played by her father.

He is too quiet.Sitting there dully, his eyes were like a leopard, out of tune with the crowd.

This is not normal.

According to several other students in the store, he also approached the Holy Son of Light.

This young man is finally tired of playing with women, and wants to pick on the same sex?

The love of the nobility is planted in the bone.However, Courteney is not interested in nobles, and she doesn't have much sympathy for the Bright Son from the Chelte family, not to mention that the reputation of the Bright Son of the Holy Court itself is a bit subtle.

The envoy who brings the gospel to all things is a cold-faced Shura in the eyes of everyone.

Most of Black Pigeon's guests like to play games in the world, as long as it is not something that makes Black Pigeon unable to make money, she is happy to see it succeed.

Courtene stretched out her arms, accurately caught the copper coins thrown by the guests, and lazily leaned back on the chair: "Why don't you pick a day and bring him to play."

Kanas stopped laughing.

His eyes were cold, and some magic essence twitched around his fingers, barely suppressing the dark current in his body.

He should go.

Otherwise the black dove would be in ruins.

But at this moment, the sound of sparrows came from the yard, and the young man closed his eyes and listened for a while, as if he had fallen asleep.Immediately, he opened his deep eyes, and rested his slender fingers on the reflective tabletop.

He lowered his eyes halfway and smiled playfully: "There's no need to choose a date."

Courteney watched him pass suspiciously.

The young man passed through the people who were toasting and celebrated, and came to the door leading to the backyard.

He took off his hat politely, bent down: "Father, excuse me."

The sound of the piano stopped.The white-haired violinist glanced at him, dragged the round stool a few centimeters to the side of the aisle, put the piano back on its back, and continued to play the minuet from 60 or [-] years ago.

Kanas pushed open the wooden door and stepped into the courtyard of the Black Pigeon Tavern.

Courteney hadn't cleaned the backyard in recent days, and there was a thick layer of fallen leaves on the ground. At 07:30, the night sky was already dark, and the lights of the surrounding shops passed through the gaps in the leaves.

In the cold wind, the young man unbuttoned the gemstone buttons of his coat and walked to the center of the open space.

"Please come out, Your Highness." His eyes swept across the quiet bushes in the corner, "It's not good to follow others."

After the voice fell, silence enveloped the yard, and loud voices floated from the cracks in the door and outside the wall.Then, there was a rustling sound at first, and Kanias saw the banyan tree in front of him tremble a few times, and a red panda with golden pupils emerged from it and appeared in front of him.

The young man squatted down, the little panda turned into the boy he was familiar with, and the nighthawk landed on his shoulder three times.

Sid looked up at him, eyes flickering: "Sorry, Alder."

Sid did stalk Cañas.

In recent days, his roommate has been leaving early and returning late, and he has not been seen in human history class.

— Sid just wanted to see what Kanas' "fun" was like.

He had never been interested in gossip. In the old days, Albert and Kellyanne would take their lovers out shopping, and Sid would be grateful that he didn't have to see their faces during dinner.

It's about the same this time.Sid didn't really want to know where Canas had gone at first.

He didn't hand over the letter to Cañas immediately. He was going to put it back in the cabinet together after reading the two books, pretending not to find it. This would avoid embarrassment for both parties and would be good for both of them.

But when Sid was reviewing the history of mankind, he saw the stack of fragrant love letters on the bedside table, and he began to feel uneasy.

He was almost able to recite those letters from beginning to end, and the smell of perfume lingered in his nose, asking him like a devil almost all the time——

What did Kanas do?

Fun?

What fun are you looking for? ! !

After his roommate stayed out all night for the seventh time, Sid finally couldn't hold back his curiosity, cast a spell, and followed the young man far away.

But as soon as he ran into the alley and heard the noise of those people punching and yelling, he was ready to slip away quietly.

Who knew Kanas had such a keen sense of smell.

Curiosity killed the bear!

Kanas was silent.

Suddenly, Sid felt that oppressive and gloomy aura enveloped him again.

He was a little dizzy, clasped his hands together, and added in a low voice: "I won't be like this in the future, I respect you."

The little saint only thought that Kanas was angry.

He didn't like the atmosphere here either.

Just now as Sid was crossing the street, an old smoking pipe passed him, and the smell made him almost fall off the branch.

Canias: "You shouldn't be here at this time."

Sid looked at the young man ignorantly, and before he could speak, Cagnas asked again: "Can you change back?"

Sid took a breath.

The bright magic essence worked hard to gather on the boy's hair, and then spread out hesitantly.

The young man looked at him timidly and shook his head.

The young man looked at the little Shengzi who was about to cry, and suddenly laughed out loud, shook off his coat, wrapped the boy with his own clothes, pulled down the hood, covered those shining eyes, and hugged him horizontally.

Sid blushed again as his feet lifted off the ground.He felt that the young man was holding a very sensitive part of him with one hand.

His body gradually became stiff, and he was about to call Canias, but he heard the young man say in his ear: "Your Highness, wrap my neck around me, and keep quiet."

Sid became more and more nervous when he heard the words, this gesture was too ambiguous.

But he also understood that Cañas didn't mean to be contemptuous.He was covering for himself.

Sid slipped out from under the noses of the paladins patrolling the academy.If someone finds out that the Holy Son of Light has come to this kind of place for entertainment, the reputation of the Holy Court and Celt will be damaged.

So he stretched out his hand and put it around Canias' neck, his arm trembling a little.

He could even feel the beating of Cañas' heart, as well as the smell of tobacco, the smell of youth on his coat.

When the black-haired young man lifted the curtain and entered with the Son in his arms, the Son buried his head in his arms.The alcoholics looked at the petal-like delicate white arm hanging around his neck, thinking that this handsome son had found a soft and charming new lover, they all raised their wine glasses high and cheered one after another.

Courteney's expression changed the moment Sid came in, she retreated to the trap wall of the wine cellar, folded her arms around her elbows, and looked at Cañas coldly.

Kanas put Sid on a stool behind the bar and walked around the bar to her.

Courtene took out a lady's cigarette with a red holder from her pocket, took a few puffs, and finally calmed down from her irritability.

"Are you still human?" She gave Sid a surprised look, and exaggeratedly said, "Is he an adult? No...he finished kindergarten?"

She didn't know that Son of Light was so small!

She thought that no matter how crazy Kanas was, he wouldn't play with an ignorant child!

Canias tossed a silver coin into her hand: "A glass of apple juice and sweetened maria."

"Don't be funny. Black pigeons don't sell juice. Never."

The young man glanced at her with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes: "Are you going to sell alcohol to minors?"

Courtene ground her teeth for a while, then turned around and shouted, "Master, go to the backyard and poke two apples!"

The violinist who was interrupted twice in a row cursed, put the violin on the stool next to him, picked up the long stick and slammed the door out.

Sid watched Canias and Courteney talking from afar, and for some reason, remembered the love letter in his book with fancy fonts.

——To the most beautiful rose in the world for 500 years...

——Your gaze made me burn out my soul and time, leaving only a walking dead...

--ah!I curse that Prouvelle!Why did he give birth to you in front of me, to shine your face so brightly that I can't sleep at night, to trace your eyebrows and eyes until dawn and send the dawn to my eyes...

When Canias came over, he found that His Highness the Son was hanging his head, his face was red, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Hearing the sound of Kanas approaching, Sid raised his head, looked in Courteney's direction, and said a word in a low voice.

The young man leaned down and managed to hear clearly.

"Are you and that sister flirting?"

Kanias was startled, looked at the blushing young man, and asked, "This word...who taught you?"

Sid turned his head away, ignoring him.

Who else.

you.