The target Vest is the ultimate boss

The young man glanced at the young man with a slightly surprised gaze, and recognized the identity of the comer from his clothing and age.

"Good day, Lord Son."

The young man has a graceful figure, his lean muscles are wrapped in a silk shirt with dropped shoulders and lantern sleeves, exuding elegant and bloodless lines.

The pupils of this aristocratic man were the dark red of wine, and his crow hair was neatly combed to the side of his ears, giving him a somewhat bookish air.

Sid hummed.

Kanas noticed that the eyes of the little saint were glued to the rabbit: "Is this your pet?"

Sid nodded.

The young man approached the Son, and the light and shadow fell on his body.The pigeon was startled by the sound and dropped a white feather before Sid's eyes.

Sid looked at him, inexplicably smelling some dangerous smell, and instantly recalled the history of humiliation he stayed in the bush not long ago, instinctively leaned back on the back of the chair, watching the man kneel on one knee, Bring the rabbit over.

His eyes were normal, so he probably didn't recognize himself.

Little Shengzi pondered for a while, then stretched out his hand reservedly.

Toby glanced at him, turned his butt to the outside, and began to doze off in Kanas' arms.

do not know.

I can't eat it.

It chooses not to respond.

Sid was expressionless: "..."

Or make rabbit soup.

Kanas looked at the rabbit thoughtfully.

Before Sid took his hand back, he suddenly felt his palm being touched, as if a tiny electric current had passed by, making his five fingers tremble slightly.

The handsome young man lightly put an acorn in his hand.

The fat ball on Canias smelled it, his eyes locked on the acorn instantly, and he moved four short legs along the young man's arm and rolled it into Sid's hand.

Sid quickly hugged Toby to prevent him from falling.

Canias: "Rabbits can't eat more nuts, please take care of them."

Sid lowered his head and stared at the big fat rabbit that was madly cracking acorns, and was about to respond, when he suddenly remembered something, raised his head abruptly, stared at the black-haired, red-eyed aristocratic youth with deep eyes, and his heart trembled——

Red pandas also like to eat acorns.

Before Sid could think about it, he heard Vera's voice approaching from a distance.

"Hurry up and see the baby I told you about..."

Sid's face became hot, and he looked away.Vera was leading a boy his own age.

He had seen a picture of this man in Vera's photo album, one of his reserve paladins.

Kanas also heard the movement, glanced back at the boy, and asked softly, "Are you recruiting roommates?"

Just as Sid was about to nod, he suddenly heard Vera's angry orders sounding from behind him.

"Honorable Lord Baron Ald, if you don't want to be expelled from school because you failed the fifth compulsory course last semester, please move your honorable feet and stay away from our lovely Holy Son."

Hearing the words, the black-haired young man smiled politely at Sid, stood up, and stepped back a few steps to make room for Vera and the others.The green radish next to him twirled the corner of his clothes affectionately, and the breath of a handsome young man merged with the greenhouse, like a druid walking alone under the moon.

In the plant greenhouse, even the headmaster had to obey Vera's words.

Sid knew why Vera got angry at Canias.

Kanas had a very bad reputation at Imperial College, and it could be said that he was notorious.

The young man was a well-known bad student in the college. He entered the school with the convenience left by his dead father.

It can be said that it is a bad guy, a guy who is bad to the bone.

Therefore, Lian Lian's eyes on Sid at this moment, falling on Vera's eyes, have no good intentions and heinous evil.

What's more, at this moment, Master Shengzi's eyes are still bright red from being rubbed by the full moon vine, and the corners of his eyes are shining brightly, as if he has just been bullied by a tall and big bad student. The way he said it.

It broke Vera's heart.

Can this not make people angry? !

The Valar separated the evil called Canias from the Son.Sid continued to watch Toby nibble on the acorns.

The young man's reminder is unnecessary, his silly little friend still hasn't bitten off the outer skin of the acorn.

The head of the Department of Botany was enthusiastically recommending new classmates to him, and the boy stood in front of him.

Under Vera's gesture, he greeted His Royal Highness Son.

"Hi, you, your highness." He said, "I, we have met, in the past two weeks of ceremonies, you have seen me one by one..."

Vera glanced at him suspiciously.

She remembered that the kid was not a stutterer.

Sid looked at this peer calmly, but didn't answer, and the shimmering Mosu dangled playfully in front of his eyelashes.

In his heart, the Holy Son was at a loss.

He doesn't remember.

There are at least a hundred people who come to the holy courtyard to worship every week.And he is slightly face blind.

The young man didn't get a response, and when he saw the noble and indifferent gaze that His Royal Highness raised his eyes, he gasped and panicked like an ant on a hot pot, his heart exploded into a pot of porridge.

The rumors are true!Master Shengzi is really unreasonable!

The kind that will freeze people into popsicles when you are in a bad mood!

To be the roommate of the Holy Son is a great honor to any family.

But thanks to the arrogant attitude of the people in the Holy Court towards the world, and their endless praise for the Holy Son, almost every teenager in the imperial capital grew up listening to the rumors that the Bright Son was as high as a snow mountain and ice spring.His mother always threatened him with the threat of "throwing you into the holy courtyard to accompany His Royal Highness the Holy Son".

It is said that every time Master Shengzi snaps his fingers, there will be one less playful child in the world.

The name Sid Chelter is basically equivalent to the childhood shadow of the children in the imperial capital.

If his father hadn't forced him, he would rather go to the manor to farm than sign up for the Paladin assessment.

The young man puffed up his chest, raised his voice, and continued to recite the manuscript he wrote all night last night: "I... stand in the fourth row in the second row from the north. I--"

While speaking, the excited boy broke his voice again.

Facing Guangming Shengzi with a cold face, he was so frightened that his face turned earthy and he almost grabbed the ground with his head, and fled in disregard of Vera's shouts.

Bless the God of Light, he doesn't want to turn into Bingbing! ! !

"—that stupid mole!"

Cursing, Vera ran after the unreliable boy.

Sid stayed where he was, bewildered.

He doesn't recall anyone present with a broken voice.

The nobles who came to worship were all terrified when they sang the song. The hymn had a total of one hundred and two syllables, and none of the notes were in key.

He also pretended to be calm and listened to their so devoted, ecstasy, and indulgent singing.once a week.

However, he probably knew the reason why the black-haired youth appeared in the greenhouse.

Vera is the director of the Department of Botany, and she hates others to damage her beloved magical plants. If a student hurts her baby, she will be punished to work in the plant greenhouse during the holidays.

Sid subconsciously looked in the direction of Kanas, but happened to collide with the young man's eyes.

The young man was trimming the branches for the golden leaf cage, and when he noticed the little saint's attention, the corner of his mouth twitched.

When he raised the corners of his mouth, the tails of his eyes would have a sharp arc like a wolf's, making his half-smiling eyes look gloomy and gloomy, as if a sharp and cold knife had lingered across his neck bone.

It reminded Sid of the bullet that grazed his ear.

He felt as if his heart was touched by a beast that was wandering alone in the forest, and he quickly looked away, feeling a little itchy behind his ears, but he didn't dare to touch it.

After a while, Sid quietly glanced in the direction of Kanas after his heartbeat calmed down.

……

Two eyes.

……

three eyes.

Cañas didn't focus on him.Sid breathed a sigh of relief and turned around.

In the quiet flower room, the young man concentrated on taking care of the magic plants, while the young man turned his face aside, the sun lazily covered the pebble road between them, as quiet as a painting.

——If you ignore the abrupt, stupid sound of a rabbit gnawing an acorn.

Fortunately, Vera couldn't outrun the 16-year-old boy. Seeing that the boy had run away and disappeared, he came back angrily.

While driving Canias away from Sid, he cursed and wanted to find Sid a new roommate.

Sid didn't care.His reputation in the imperial capital has always been like this, if his peers are not frightened like that, it will be called a ghost.

After Sid and Vera left, Kanas was also busy with today's work.He walked out of the greenhouse, locked the door, and looked up that it was evening.

He crossed the path Sid had come from, and stepped out the side door of the college.

The entrance examination is not yet over, and the streets are full of travelers.The young man puts on a cloak, and like a night bat shuttles through the crowds from all over the world, the accents of the snow country in the west, the towns in the south and the sea in the north float around him.

He walked into an alley, lifted the curtain, bowed his head and stepped into the tavern.

This old tavern is called the Black Pigeon, and it is located in a remote location, but with the boss's hard work on wine and his hot daughter, the business has never been slow.

Kanas used to be a regular here.After walking through the din of drunkards, exotic music and intertwined smoke, he came to the dark bar.

The owner's daughter, Courteney, is leaning behind, playing with a precious ore the size of a goose egg.

The golden light is shining, clear and bright, like a flowing spring water.Much like something he saw today.

Courteney is surrounded by his boozy friend Snark.

The man with a fleshy face leaned on the girl's shoulder, whispering something.When he saw Canias, his eyes lit up.

"Dude, help me persuade this girl." He put his arms around the girl's waist, giggling, "The little girl is so cold, she refuses to sleep with me, but you can teach me some tricks—you How did you coax the girl into bed and spread her legs towards you?"

Snark was the son of a wealthy businessman in the north. His father was a nouveau riche who came out of the poor mountains and rivers. He didn't pass on his cleverness to his offspring, but he raised a shit.

Kanas ignored him.

"Dionysus."

The young girl who was hugged by the little philistine lazily responded, and asked the bartender to mix him a glass of Dionysus, the most expensive wine in the entire imperial capital.

Snark obviously drank too much, and his face was bloated red. Seeing that Canias didn't even give him a straight look, he was furious, pushed Courteney, and cursed loudly: "Kanias, Who gave you the courage to ignore me, is it your dead useless father!?"

Cañas is two or three years younger than Snak.In the past, a few people went out to spend time and drink, but Snak always followed suit.This was the first time Snark had been disobeyed by him.

Snark's alcohol was on his head, and he punched him.

The bartender has prepared the liquor.Kanias took the wine glass, and his upper body leaned indiscernibly at an angle, just avoiding Snark.

The angry Snark missed him, slipped his foot, knocked his forehead to the edge of the table, rolled his eyes, and passed out on the ground, foaming at the mouth.

Kania held the cup, his back was tall and slender, like asparagus in the royal garden.

It seemed that the funny scene just now had nothing to do with him.

There was a mocking whistle in the Black Pigeon Tavern, someone laughed and poured wine on Snark's head, and the violinist took advantage of the situation to play the funeral march.

Others thought that he was so mad that he did something stupid.Only Courteney, who was standing closest, noticed the anomaly.

It was too subtle a mental fluctuation, if it wasn't for the dim gray light around the young man's knuckles, she could hardly detect it——

Canias used blind magic to make Snark make such a fool of himself.

Hell.

In the past, Canas was suppressed by his boss like a soft-legged shrimp, and he dared not say what others said.

A slave revolt, or a harbinger of a lion's resurgence?

Courteney put her elbows on the table with great interest, and looked at this playboy who was different from the past.

"Brother handsome and rich," she asked with a playful smile, "what are you doing here today?"

The elegant and handsome young student shook the glass lightly, and the alcohol flowed like red coral light between his fingers.

There was a standard polite smirk on his mouth, but it seemed arrogant and cold in his bones.

That's not the look a dude should have.

"If you still want to do business, please put away your jokes." His eyes rested on the ore in Courteney's hand for a moment, and his tone was calm, "I want to ask you a piece of information, who is the best at the spell of light?" Priest?"

It's a threat.

Courtene put her arms up, her woman's intuition made her calmly keep a distance from the young man, and pressed her hand on the short machete behind her waist.

"The person who is most proficient in light magic in the world..." she pondered, "There are two versions. The elves claim to be their elf queen, and we claim to be the Son of God."

"The holy son in the holy courtyard?"

"Yes, it's that cold guy who looks at people with his nostrils all day long. Why do you ask this?"

Kanas didn't speak, and pressed four silver coins on the table.

This time, even the sharp-eyed daughter of the tavern didn't see a cluster of black and ominous flames ignited under the young man's palm.

The man he had worked so hard to find,

It turned out...it was the bear.