Dancing is not allowed on the grave

Hades' young heart was traumatized.

Melotti said: In the eyes of the housekeeper of the cemetery, except for His Royal Highness Searle, everyone else is a hot chicken.

This theory is of course supported by factual arguments-this matter will start on the way back from their escape from Angus City.

At that time, they were wanted by the Holy See of the Holy Light, especially in the territory of Augustine, where the portrait of Melotti was hung at the gate of almost every city.

However, Nancy, a malnourished young dragon, has a big appetite. Every time she goes to the restaurant, she has to order a few large plates of food, which inevitably attracts the attention of the boss and other guests.

Melotti was guilty at first, and felt the attention from all around. For a while, she felt like everyone was going to report herself, and a large number of imperial troops and priests of the Holy See would arrive on the battlefield in the next second.

Finally she couldn't take it anymore, and ordered everyone to tighten their belts and not eat more than one person's food until they reached Karami safely.

It started off smoothly, but halfway through the journey, Syl disappeared.

Melotti and Nancy thought he had been kidnapped, and they were anxious like ants on a hot pot. Only Lancelot led them very calmly to find Seale in a restaurant where a big eater competition was held.

The thin boy sat in front of a stack of sea bowls, looking weak, pitiful, and helpless...but very edible.

Lancelot glanced up, "Two bowls more than last time, it seems His Highness is really hungry."

Melotti: The pile of bowls is almost piled up, how did you see at a glance that there are two more bowls than last time? ? ?

Later, when it was meal time, Lancelot would order the same amount of food for Searle, for fear that His Royal Highness would be hungry.

And poor Nancy could only hold her small bowl for one person, watching Searle sit across from her and feasting on it, she was so greedy that she dreamed of steaks, fried chicken, and lobsters floating in the sky at night...

As for Melotti—Lancelot, who hadn't made a move before, cast a trick on her, so she didn't have to worry about being discovered.

Hades felt that something was wrong: "No, since you are blind, why can Nancy only eat one serving?"

"It's because Lancelot cast a blind eye on me, so he can only eat one serving." Melotti said angrily, "If Nancy lets go, Lancelot will remove the spell." ——He does not allow anyone to eat better than his Highness."

"There is such an operation?" Hades was amazed, and couldn't help clapping his hands "Papa Papa", "Lancelot, what a wolf."

"I think he is simply a devil." Melotti shook her head and sighed. "Oh, I'm really worried about the future of Little Syl."

Syl had just cleaned up the dead bellflower seedlings in the field, and went to add some fertilizer to the wall of high-grade nuts that had been gnawed to death. When he came back, he saw Melotti, Nancy, and Hades looked at him worriedly and sighed .

He was a little confused: "what's the matter?"

Syl stared at the toes of his shoes and turned around, "Is my dress inappropriate?"

Melotti nodded: "Why are there so many bandages? It looks like a second-degree disability."

Hades choked: "What's wrong with the bandages? What's wrong! Didn't I get bandaged too?"

Melotti glanced at him with surprise on her face: "I thought you were disabled at the second level?"

Searle rubbed his head: "But Mr. Butler said it looks good."

Seale felt that Mr. Butler's aesthetics were completely trustworthy.

Melotti looked at him and sighed: "Little Searle, you are so naive. In his eyes, you look good in anything you wear."

Nancy nodded and added: "It looks better without wearing it."

"Paji" - the sound of being hit by the head.

"Sill is still a child, don't scare him." Melotti withdrew her hand and stroked her red nails lightly. "In short, Lancelot is not a good person, so you have to be careful."

"Mr. Steward, he... is very good." Seale tried his best to justify Lancelot's name, "Mr. Lancelot is very gentle."

Unlike the natives of Losra, he is not good at expressing his feelings in words, and he doesn't know how to praise others. To Syl, this is already a high evaluation.

But everyone here still didn't change their opinion of Lancelot in the slightest, they just shook their heads and sighed "this child is hopeless" in their eyes.

But their sighs only lasted for a moment, and they honestly retracted, whistled and looked up at the sky, and walked away pretending nothing happened.

Lancelot approached with a black windbreaker in one hand, and put it on Searle as usual, and then carefully tidied up, "What's wrong?"

He noticed something was wrong with Seale.

"Mr. Housekeeper." Syl frowned, with a solemn expression, "Do you really think... I look better without clothes?"

Lancelot choked on the question.

"Your Highness, the weather is still cold, you will get sick if you don't wear clothes."

After he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand to button the Searle windbreaker tightly.

It's not that Lancelot has never seen Searle without clothes. Before he woke up from the coffin every morning, Mr. Housekeeper helped him take care of everything from underwear to coats and hats.

Seale's body privacy in front of Lancelot is only a pair of underwear.

From a very young age, Searle knew that he liked the same sex. When he was an adult, he came out to his father, but he never talked about a real relationship. At most, he only had a hazy love in his school days, like soap bubbles in the sun. It breaks with one poke.

As for his daily interactions with friends of the same sex, it is normal, and he would change his shirt in front of other boys in the dormitory—although he would occasionally be joked about because of his weak muscle lines.

So at first, Seale didn't think there was any problem with Lancelot helping him change his clothes.

So much so that it later developed to holding Mr. Housekeeper's hand and leaning on him while sleeping, which became a matter of course in Searle's subconscious mind.

But... as an adult male, is it really normal to be so close to another man?

"Mr. Housekeeper." Syl thought for a while and said, "You still don't want to help me change my clothes... I can do it myself."

Lancelot was silent for a moment, his tone was a little cold, "What did they tell you?"

"It's nothing." Searle explained, "It's because I think it's not appropriate to bother you all the time."

"Mr. Steward is so powerful, you can do more and more meaningful things, and you don't need to waste it on me..."

"Your Highness." Lancelot said softly, "To me, you are the meaning."

……

Lancelot did not sleep in the cabin that night.

It wasn't until dawn that he gently opened the wooden door, put down the prepared clothes beside Searle's bed, and quietly exited the room.

After the wooden door was closed, Searle's eyelashes moved slightly, and he opened his eyes, staring blankly at the ceiling.

He sat up from the bed, reaching out his hands to mess up his curly hair in distress.

After sitting there for a few minutes, he pulled himself together, changed his clothes and got out of bed, and pushed open the wooden door.

The dead bell plant is growing gratifyingly, and in just one night, all the branches with dark purple bell fruits have been pulled out.

Syl went to the coffin and asked Hades to help collect it. After a while, the two of them piled up a basket full.

[Choose a product: Dead bell grass X40, unit price 125, confirm the sale? 】

【whether】

【The transaction was successful!Gold coins +5000]

They harvested a total of 5 baskets of dead bells. After selling all of them, the profit was 25000 gold coins, plus the remaining 27000 gold coins after the previous upgrade, which was just a little more than the 5W gold coins needed to upgrade the third-level cemetery.

Syl pressed the hammer button, confirming the upgrade of the graveyard.

"Ding--"

【Your cemetery level has increased! 】

[Unlocked function: Dungeon exploration. 】

This time the area of ​​the cemetery did not expand, but the simple log cabin was upgraded to a beautiful red brick house.

The house looks two stories high from the outside, the wooden door is painted white, three layers of bluestone steps are paved in front of the door, there are two bright lattice windows, and a white pigeon is parked on the chimney on the roof.

From a distance, such a beautiful and warm red house looks like a phantom in a cemetery.

Melotti and Nancy immediately opened the door and rushed in. Through the open door, Syl saw the flames of the stove surrounded by black iron fences flickering in the room, and several short brown sofas were placed beside it.

The torch-shaped icon on the parchment map was already lit up, and Syl poked it down, and he automatically found his way to an inconspicuous grave.

With a "click", the head of the grave was pushed aside, revealing the hidden iron cage door under the barren soil.

The door was covered with rust, and it was dark from above, and only the sound of damp water droplets could be vaguely heard echoing in the ground.

This is the entrance to the dungeon.

Hades excitedly opened the iron cage door and jumped into the darkness, but was bounced back by some invisible force.

[Warning: The dungeon is extremely dangerous!Please form a team of five people before going to challenge! 】

Hades, who had run into a wall, got up from the ground, still enthusiastic, "I'll go to Nancy and Melotti, you go to Lancelot, we'll go in with a full group of five people."

"Ah?" Syl was stunned, and grabbed Hades who was about to run away, "Why don't you go find Mr. Butler, I dare not see him now."

"Don't dare to see? What are you afraid of? Didn't you say that he is fine yesterday?" Hades didn't understand Syl's mind at all, but he didn't want to go to the guy who wanted to goug his eyes, so he waved at Syl. Fist pumping "The best way to kill fear is to face it—"

"Awesome!"

Searle: "..."