The target Vest is the ultimate boss

The living room and the couple's room were furnished exactly like their apartment.There was a clock hanging on the wall, porcelain vases in the closet, and he even saw a flower field that had been turned over in the backyard.

Sid opened the curtains, and he saw a few hawks flying over the distant mountains.In the afternoon sun everything seemed painted on canvas.

The villa area is located in the only mountainous area in Saldidu, where one square meter is worth a thousand gold.And it takes a lot of labor and money to grow a flat and fertile flower field on a rugged mountain peak.

Probably a bit more expensive than the Duke of Chelter's mansion.

Sid sighed silently in his heart.

His paladin methods are too deep and unfathomable. Even though Navia used his own identity to make friends with the Pope, but with his unfounded status in the imperial capital to swallow such a mansion, probably even those who had already struggled in Vanity Fair The bishops are ashamed of themselves.

It doesn't look like an inhuman dark creature.

However, whether he can live here is still unknown.

Navia arranged Sid's bedroom on the top floor.Looking over from here, you can have a panoramic view of the entire mountain.Patrols will prohibit visitors without a residence permit from going up the mountain.

In late autumn, the view from the window will be covered by the mountains of flowers and maple forests.

Sid drew the curtains and stepped down from the window sill stuffed with throw pillows.

"One thing is missing."

Navia: "What's missing?"

"You know what you're asking," Sid muttered softly. "Bookshelf."

He and his roommates have stacked books in the apartment.

But from the living room to the room on the highest floor, Sid did not see the study.

He didn't believe that Navia would be more sloppy than the dark horned dragon.

The man went to the unfired fireplace, tapped his knuckles on the white tiles that covered it, and waved him.

"come over."

Navia's voice was low, as if she was trying to persuade a small animal that was about to enter the trap.

Sid had a wonderful guess in his heart.

He glanced at the smiling paladin, moved over, squatted down, and carefully peeked into the red brick fireplace.

It was pitch black, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

Suddenly, he felt a sudden push from behind, and he fell into the fireplace in confusion.

The moment the tip of his nose was about to touch the ashes, the fireplace shattered into stars in the universe in front of him.

Sid falls in chaos.

Then his cheek touched a soft blanket.

Sid choked a few times on the dust in the fireplace.He stepped out of the fireplace stooping and opened his eyes.

This is Navia's room on the second floor.Because he saw a several times enlarged photo of himself hanging on the wall.

When passing this bedroom, Sid tried to persuade Navia to take down the portrait.

I have to say that the reporter who took this photo has good skills, and the lighting, angles, and background are all selected very well.

But His Royal Highness the Holy Son didn't want to be lying on the bed of the paladin when he looked up and saw himself hanging on the wall and sitting in the holy courtyard coldly.

It would make him feel like a duplicity fool.

But he failed.

His paladin claimed to like falling asleep looking at his picture, and if Sid would get sick—

Navia said that his eyes could be blindfolded.

The floor was covered with velvet, and Sid was not hurt when he fell from the magic fireplace on the third floor.

"If you can't sleep at night, you can come to me at any time," Navia's joking voice came behind him, "Through this entrance, your head maid and Black will not be able to hear footsteps."

Navia wiped the dust on Sid's nose carefully, and secretly glanced at the magic fireplace.

Only Arnold and himself knew that he had set up two passages in the fireplace.

One is connected to the room between him and the Son, and the other is connected to the deserted dark temple above the starry sky.

Access to the Dark Temple requires a series of spell keys.Although Navia has forgotten it in the corner of his heart, but fortunately his close partner Arnold, the dark ceratopsian, remembers it clearly.

So, when he re-entered the temple after a year, Navia saw a big spider rushing towards him.

The dark god has not returned to his place for too long.The temple has lost the existence of its master, and it has lost the coercion to deter the beasts.

Many high-level abyssal beasts smell the strong dark elements here, and are preparing to build a nest here, full of spider silk and monitor lizards lying on the wall for vacation.

The furious Dark Lord immediately blew up the unknown dark species into plasma.

But problems arose one after another.

Cleaning and decorating a temple is laborious work.He had to redecorate his hometown before he could invite Lord Shengzi to come over as a guest.

Sid shunned the gracious handkerchief of the Dark Lord.

He could detect the ridicule in Navia's words.He had intended to pretend he hadn't heard.

But he suddenly thought of the eloquent female proprietress of the black dove tavern.

If a man with a frivolous behavior spoke to Courteney like that, Courteney would definitely push him to the ground and beat him up.

He couldn't always passively let the paladins have the upper hand.He is the one who is honored.

Sid misses it a bit—when he first met Navia last year, the knight still knew how to be reserved, advance and retreat, and put on a gentleman's mask in front of him. Whenever necessary physical contact, Navia behaved quite In honor of...

Even if I think about it carefully now, every look in Navia's eyes at that time was so false that it made my teeth hurt.However, it is the personable and mysterious and affectionate roommate who really caught him in the trap.

Navia used to teach him how to pick the bells hanging from the tree, but now Navia only wants to trick him into wearing the bells when he sleeps.

No wonder Vera was so angry when he saw him approaching Navia.

Sid looked up at the ceiling.The totems of the nobles of the imperial capital leaped upwards from all directions, forming the shape of trumpet vines in the center. The intricate texture reminded him of the thorn cage of the Temple of Light.

The shape annoyed him, though Sid knew it was probably the paladin's intention.

Sid felt as if he had just stepped out of one cage, and foolishly slipped into another cage.

His plan was not like this, he just wanted to stretch out his foot at the door to test it, and then go back to his cage obediently, but Navia not only pushed him out, but also slammed the door and locked it up.

The angry Son-in-law intends to regain his dignity.

Sid wandered into the sky, and waited until Navia wiped the ashes off his nose, and then responded tepidly: "--then if, I am very cold at night, throwing a match into the fireplace will set your room on fire. .”

"The head maid will not put dangerous things in your bedroom, she is a steady elder."

"I can use fireball." Lord Shengzi narrowed his eyes, and said lightly in a cheerful tone, "You taught me."

Navia was silent for a while, and curled the corners of her mouth: "This side is on fire, I can only go to your side to sleep."

"I can't. The head maid's room is next door to mine."

"She will get used to it." Navia said calmly, "Isaac and Courteney lived next door to us."

Navia saw that Sid closed his mouth again, squatted down in front of Sid, and held an ankle of the Son.

Sid kicked him.

Navia couldn't help but stop laughing.He walked to the wall adjacent to the fireplace and lifted the curtain.

The mahogany bookshelves that cover the entire wall are unobstructed in front of the two.The books on the shelf cover astronomy and geography, and the gilded and satin-covered spines of the books are like glazed tiles pasted on wallpaper.

To decorate the walls with books is something only the nouveau riche and the really well-informed pedant can do.

Sid loved the wall, but hated its presence in Navia's room.

Sid was condemning someone's dirty little thoughts in his heart, when he heard the sound of the door being opened again.

The head maid who purchased the ingredients returned smoothly under the escort of the dark horned dragon.

The two came to the living room.The head maid made a pot of black tea for them, placed sugar cubes and silver spoons on the wooden table, and left Arnold with a plate of small biscuits sprinkled with glitter.

Sid put two sugar cubes in the tea.

The processing workshops near here are more sophisticated than the block where the Chelter mansion is located, and the sweetness of the sugar cubes is doubled.Sid took a sip of the black tea, then took the opportunity of Navia walking towards the coat rack, and secretly switched the positions of their teacups.

Arnold buried his head in the plate and pretended not to see it.

Dark Ceratosaurus has a strong ability to accept new things.

Before the Holy Son of Light, the continent creatures in its eyes were divided into "will be killed by the master with one stroke" and "will be killed by the master with two strokes".

It dares to say that any intelligent creature in the world, not to mention touching Navia's teacup, even stealing a drop of holy pool water from the Navia Temple, will suffer severe punishment.It is no exception itself.

And Sid Chelt is a kind of strange species that transcends the two, and Arnold is amazed at how much the Lord of Darkness favors him.

Arnold had never seen Navia so patient with anyone.

It bets that if Sid kicked Navia's head off, the moody god would just pick the head back and put it back on his neck as if nothing had happened.

Navia threw a cloak over Sid.

Sid: "It's summer."

Arnold let out a strange cry from his throat.Navia glanced at it, and the coward immediately went silent.

He said: "Let's go to the Duke of Chelt for a while. You have to bring your luggage with you when you move out of Chelt's mansion."

Sid's heart skipped a beat.

In the past, he would have dreamed of moving out of that ghostly place.

But he knew that it was simply a fantasy.

The duke and lady would not allow it, the envoy would not allow it, and his father would not allow it.

He looked down at the corner of Arnold's head, and asked softly: "Why do you suddenly think of this?"

"I hoped to get you out of there a long time ago. This is my request to His Majesty the Pope. He has already approved it, so you can rest assured." Navia whispered, "You will have nothing to do with Chelt from now on. .You can change the last name if you like—"

When he said this, he suddenly stopped talking.

This is obviously wrong.Of course Sid couldn't change his last name to Alder.

Navia is the name and surname of the God of Darkness, so Sid Chelt should be called Sid Navia in the future.It sounds like such an elegant, beautiful and pleasing name.

Since then, the Dark God has a wife with his surname.

This is his wife, how can she take the surname of an unknown human baron.

Sid didn't notice Navia's mind, or rather, he was a little absent-minded.

Navia made an appointment with Chelt's butler in advance.

When the two of them boarded the carriage and rushed to the mansion, only the madam and her servants greeted them at the door.

To the disappointment of the Holy Son, when she heard that Navia was coming to pick up her luggage, the madam just nodded politely and let the housekeeper lead the way, without even symbolic persuasion or retention.

Sid had long since given up on the Chelter family, so naturally he was not disappointed.He was just surprised that Mrs. Chelt was obviously the most difficult character in the family, but at this time the wife was as kind as the Virgin in the church.

This really caught him off guard.

The butler opened the door, and Sid ran in first, and pushed the door back, trying to block his knights out.

Of course, Navia would not do what he wanted, and put her foot against the crack of the door.

"It's enough for me to come in." Sid struggled to resist, his feet slowly sliding back on the over-scrubbed floor, "You wait outside, I will tidy up soon."

It was only when Lord Shengzi got on the carriage that he suddenly realized.

He finally discovered Navia's little abacus.

Sid was not liked by his family since he was a child, which made him introverted and only kept his thoughts on paper.

So he likes to keep a diary, and also likes to draw with crayons.

And in the bedroom of Chelter's house, there is still a whole pile of black history from his childhood to adulthood!