Public Enemy of the Continent Reborn

Continental Calendar 10287, Autumn

Royal Academy of De La Chale

"Farien, I heard today is your birthday?"

In the evening, after the day's lessons were over, Adrian was lowering his head to pack up his belongings, but at this moment, a palm came into sight and pressed down on the book he was about to pick up. Together with some condescending questioning, he prevented him from preparing to go home.

Hearing the sound, the boy who was about to turn 14 this year raised his head slightly, his shoulder-length soft blond hair fell down his cheeks, revealing a round, yet childlike, fair and delicate face like a puppet.

"Is there a problem?"

he asked softly.Although the other party's posture has indicated that the intention of coming is not good, the voice flowing from the young man's pink lips is still warm and clear without the slightest anger... just like the pair of eyes that are condensed towards the person who is coming, as if overflowing with brilliance, but there is no trace of it Undulating brilliant golden eyes.

Just like how he usually gives people the feeling, quietly, but with an inexplicable calmness and composure.

But for those who are looking for trouble, this kind of unresponsive reaction is undoubtedly a bit frustrating——The classmate who was so angry that he was about to make trouble choked on this kind of silence, and only recovered after a short while He cleared his throat like a voice, and said:

"It's nothing. I just want to ask, I've been a classmate for more than two years, why can't you even get an invitation letter for a birthday party? Don't you look down on us?"

As he said that, Xu Shi felt that his aura was faintly weakened, and the visitor raised his chin and looked at the other person as if he did not forget to increase his confidence. The contempt and disdain for the blond boy.

──But even in the face of the cynicism and sarcasm of the visitor, there was no trace of emotion emerging from the young man's exquisite eyebrows and eyes.He just quietly looked at the people with those overly calm golden eyes, and then looked around at other students who seemed to be among the so-called "us" and were waiting to watch the show, until everyone Some couldn't help subconsciously looking away, so he shook his head calmly and gently.

"terribly sorry."

Adrian opened his lips lightly.The soft and still voice is mixed with low sighs, but there is no apology beyond social politeness: "Since I was a child, the way my family members help me celebrate my birthday is just to get together with my own family, and I don't have the habit of holding birthday parties. Let everyone Disappointed, sorry."

The tone of simply narrating the facts, but in fact it is true—even though No. 14 has now entered, the "family" around him has also changed, but over the years, his birthday has always been used to symbolize reunion Spent on little gatherings with loved ones; and he loved it.So even though there was obvious ridicule in the visitor's words, Adrian's attitude in response did not change much.

But this calmness and complacency about his own situation is obviously not understandable by the classmate in front of him who is looking for trouble and takes the competition and comparison in the aristocratic circle for granted. Tranquil Anran, who took his provocation seriously, was very annoyed, and now seeing that the other party was ridiculously ignorant, unaware of the fact that he was abandoned by the family, and still looked at ease, he seemed kind-hearted. He looked like a clown with his teeth and claws out... a little bit of embarrassment and anger arose in his heart, he sneered, and looked at the young man with a little bit of pity in his eyes - but mixed with a kind of optimism Play happily.

"It's not that I don't have this habit, but no one will help you if I want to do it... an abandoned son of the Farien family?"

After tearing up the pretense of concern, the visitor shouted out the scorn that had long been recognized as a fact by the entire aristocratic circle, "The first in line heir to Duke Farien? Who doesn't know here in De La Chal, Ray Ang Farien is the real heir in Duke Farien's heart; and you are just the abandoned son of Duke Farien to comfort His Majesty... Even your brother loves you in every possible way on the surface I love you so much, I secretly have the heart to raise you as a waste. Otherwise, the dignified son of the duke, the first heir to the duke's title, how can he not hold a birthday party or even attend a social occasion until he was 14 years old? reason?"

──As a matter of fact, his heart-wrenching words in ordinary aristocratic families probably represent some unbearable facts.But although Adrian Farion has a pink and green youthful appearance, he is actually an old soul who has gone through the world. How can he be so ignorant that he doesn't understand the ways of the aristocratic circle?But for him, returning to a demigod or even a higher level is worth pursuing. A duke title is nothing at all, and he doesn't need to work hard for it—his body actually doesn't allow it. He worked hard on these small things—he didn't want to do it, and Leon, who had always been obedient to his younger brother, certainly wouldn't force it; in addition, Duke Farien really didn't take this frail, sick and talented son-in-law seriously. This created the present situation.

Therefore, expecting Adrian to be depressed and self-pity because of that remark, the possibility is almost the same as that of the Lord Pei Du running to the Samuel Empire to ask for torture... But this noble classmate obviously cannot and will not know this.So after a long period of ridicule, although he didn't see the blond boy in a daze as he wished, he only thought that the other party was trying to hold on for the sake of face.So his tone changed, and he pretended to sigh and made another cut:

"But it's fine if you don't do it... After all, if Duke Farien's "first-in-line heir" held a birthday party, but there were no guests present, wouldn't it be embarrassing?"

"...I don't think these are things you need to worry about. It's late, I should go back."

Seeing that the other party has been talking nonsense for most of the day and still refuses to give up, no matter how magnanimous Adrian is-or he doesn't care about these emotional disputes-he has no interest in making people continue to point their noses and scold him .So after blurting out the relationship, he pulled up the textbook that had been pressed on the table by the other party and wanted to leave the classroom. However, the latter thought he had succeeded in his goal and gloated at the same time as they passed by each other. Grabbing his arm, he asked sarcastically:

"Do you want to run away, Farien?"

"Please let go, Langdon."

Adrian opened his mouth lightly, with the same calm expression on his face as before, but the words in response were a bit impatient because of the other party's entanglement:

"As you said just now, yes, today is my birthday, so get out of class is over now, and as the birthday star, I am going home to celebrate my birthday with my family and spend the evening together...... And this matter, I don't think you have The qualifications and position to block it."

"Of course not—as long as you're not so thick-skinned as to regard Mr. Winster as 'your own family'."

Increased the strength of his hands to prevent the opponent from breaking free, the visitor finally ended the cynicism that had been going around for a long time, and sneered the root cause of today's farce.

And I don't know whether this is an expected or unexpected development. The demigod His Excellency who was listening was stunned and laughed angrily, and then turned into deep powerlessness and helplessness—for himself once again because of Serel. Becoming a target for others.

──Although these people don't know, the "Winster Sword Master" they worship is actually the same person as the public enemy of the mainland that their parents used to cure their children when they were young.

Thinking of this, Adrian has a lot of thoughts. The memories of the past ten years are mixed with the memories of more than 400 years ago. The warm but sour emotions in his chest are mixed together. The person he scolded... Fortunately, the latter saw his slightly absent-minded appearance, and thought he had poked his sore spot, his face was full of color, and he chased after the victory:

"It's not just me, many people have long been disgusted with your behavior of relying on Mr. Winster to temporarily stay in the Duke's mansion... You are obviously a waste who will die after running a few steps, and you dare to ask Wen Teacher Winster pushed aside other invitations to celebrate your birthday? Do you think the teacher really treats you as "family"? It's just because you feel sorry for you so you can't bear to refuse. If you are sensible, you should tell Mr. Winster about your birthday He doesn’t need to be involved, let the teacher do something that really helps him.”

"...I guess, what you call 'helpful' is to attend the banquet held at Duke Langdon's mansion tonight?"

And listening to the string of words that are almost the same as jealousy, even though it is clear that what the half-grown child in front of him is asking for the teacher's attention or even partiality, Adrian still can't help but reply with a mocking Ask back; originally full of helpless mood, also added a bit of anger that shouldn't exist.

──But after a brief vent, it turned into a thick bitterness and self-deprecating.

For myself who is still in the mud, but because of these few words, he has become serious about the words of a half-grown child.

But Andrew Langdon, who is also the Duke's legitimate son, is just a genuine 14-year-old boy, how can he have the heart to distinguish these things when he is proud?He simply took Adrian's sarcasm as an expression of admitting defeat, raised his chin and hooked his lips and said:

"It's good that you know... just because the teacher treats you so well, you should think more about him──"

"I think whatever is 'good' for me has nothing to do with you, Student Langdon."

But at this moment, a mellow and melodious but cold voice suddenly sounded, interrupting the boy's unfinished words.

Hearing the sound, Langdon was taken aback for a moment, and then followed the prestige with half astonishment and half trepidation, and saw Eli Winster, the sword master who was the center of the topic, had arrived beside the two of them at some point, handsome and handsome. There was not a trace of gentleness on the face that usually makes people feel like a spring breeze, and a pair of silver eyes showed a bit of coldness like a blade, which made Langdon, who had never seen this side of the other party, stared stiffly, and for a moment he still couldn't help it. The palm clutching Adrian's arm forgot to let go.

Seeing this, the lord Pei Du, who was wearing a sword saint's shell, squinted his pair of temperatureless silver eyes, clasped the "stubborn" hand with a sword cocoon but still slender and graceful The next moment, Langdon felt an unbearable numbness from his wrist, he quickly let go of the slender arm in his palm, and said in a startled voice:

"Win, Mr. Winster, I didn't mean that... I just──"

"Whatever you mean, I don't need to know."

After mercilessly interrupting the other party's conversation and saying this, Serrell, who was a step too late, no longer gave others a hand, but showed his care and worry to Adrian who had just been "saved" by him. After carefully looking at him from head to toe, until he was sure that the other party was still bearded and tailed, and he was not harmed, he wrapped his arms around the boy's shoulders and snatched the tome from the other party's arms with one hand, and said in a warm voice:

"Sorry, I'm late...go back, Adrian?"

"……Um."

And what responded was a slight nod of the blond boy's head, and the seemingly unintentional dodging of his arms... The somewhat too strong bitterness and struggle flashed in the golden eyes that deliberately avoided the other party's sight, but Soothed by the pendant around his neck that had been hanging for nearly ten years, it turned into a lonely self-mockery.

But Serrell didn't, and hasn't been able to capture that.

So he just regarded the teenager's dodging as some kind of adolescent awkwardness, and with a hook of his lips, he embraced the other party again, and left the classroom together with Adrian, whose height was less than his shoulders.

Time flies, time flies.In a blink of an eye, Adrian has returned to the world for fourteen years; and the "Silver Falcon" Eli Winster, who once lived in no fixed place, has entered the tenth year since he stopped in De La Chaer .

Ten years is enough to make a soft and waxy child who was less than the height of an adult's knee grow into a young man in full bloom; it is also enough to make the concern that was just treated differently day by day become a caring that is deeply portrayed in the heart.

──As happened more than 400 years ago.

More than 400 years ago, the space demigod Adrian Clancy picked up an abandoned baby by chance.Originally, he only planned to hand over the child to a suitable family to raise him, but he was attracted by those dark eyes during the short time together, and finally made a decision to completely change the fate of each other; The demigod at the top of the continent has disappeared, but the Lord Pei Du, who lives in hatred and self-blame, met those golden eyes that seemed to be redeemed in a four-year mourning... And then, because of him He was ashamed of his reputation, and because of his unspeakable desire for the focus and warmth that only reflected his own figure in his golden eyes, he did not let the encounter between each other become a chapter that might be submerged in memory, but chose to enter The life of the other party is accompanied by the other side with another identity.

It sounds nice to be the company of a guardian, but the original purpose was just some kind of self-deceiving atonement, and the exchange of benefits he wanted - he needed this child to live, he needed this child to care for him wholeheartedly, He cares about his own concentration, so he tried his best to let the child grow up safely... But what he never expected was: being with him day after day, when he got used to seeing each other day and night, Morning and evening, he is used to the silence and tacit understanding with each other in the living room. At some point, he is also used to searching for the figure he has grown up from a child caretaker in the crowd, and he is used to locking his eyes firmly on that person as soon as he lowers his eyes. A pair of brilliant golden eyes.He needs that child to live, but it is no longer because he wants to get something from the other person, but because he cares, cares, and cherishes.

Unconditionally and without reservation.

Just like the most precious emotion in the world that he has ever had.

Looking at the blond boy beside him who has been staring out of the window since he got in the carriage, and refused to give even the slightest attention, Pei Duzhi's eyes appeared somewhat doting and helpless, but his thoughts were a little involuntary. drifted back to what meant happiness to him

, But it also means the past of painful and sinful karma.

——Every time he looks at Adrian like this, he can't help but think: Was it the same state of mind when Master was guarding and caring for him?There are gratifications, emotions, reluctance, and pride... But what is deeper and deeper is the deep-rooted, the kind of cherishment and love that cares about a person more than himself, and only wants to give the other the best.

Because he treats the other party like a treasure, even if the emotion in his heart has changed unconsciously, he is not willing to force the other party selfishly... But in the past, he misinterpreted this love at the same time as he indulged in indulgence and enjoyment. The love that does not expect anything in return, so that one wrong step, one step at a time, finally ushered in an ending that made him regret it.

But now, because of the child in front of him, and because of the company of the past ten years, Serrell finally truly understands that more than 400 years ago, even though the master was heartbroken and resentful, and his life was dying, he still only wanted to comfort himself and preserve his state of mind.

So even though the people around him always rewarded him with only a bright golden back of the head, he just hooked the corner of his lips helplessly, and then raised his palm and gently pulled the boy's jaw, the eyes belonging to the Lord Pei Du took even his own eyes. Unaware of the stubbornness, he stared straight at the pair of dazzling golden eyes, and asked in a deep and warm voice:

"Still mad at me?"

"...I've gotten used to it."

Adrian shook his head, his tone could not hear too much ups and downs of indifference, but he really didn't have the emotions that the other party thought he would have - even though he was mediocre in the eyes of others because of the "Winster Juggernaut" treating him differently. Extremely useless, he has faintly become the target of public criticism since he entered school at the age of 12, and Adrian never thought of angering Serrell for this.

Not only because the other party is wholeheartedly thinking about him, but also because of this, he also took the Royal Academy class; moreover, because he cherishes and cares for Serrell, he can only joke and be pleased with the welcome and achievements the other party has received.

——But when he met those silver eyes that seemed to be able to penetrate the soul, even though he didn't feel annoyed in his heart, Adrian still lowered his eyelashes slightly and moved his eyes away from the gaze that locked him firmly .

It was a similar move to dodging from the other party's embrace with one step before leaving the classroom, but Serrell hadn't given up easily just now, and naturally he wouldn't be willing now either──I didn't know that the boy in front of him was actually his master in his shell An old and helpless soul, he only regards Adrian's dodge as a manifestation of anger but duplicity. He feels that teenagers are elusive, but he has already wrapped his empty hand around the opponent's shoulder and made a forceful move, turning the original still The young man who kept half a personal distance from him hugged him into his arms.

Unexpectedly, he would suddenly come up with such a move. The breath and warmth that enveloped his whole body in an instant made Adrian feel intoxicated and in a trance for a moment. Want to indulge in the arms of each other——

Until a familiar wave unrelentingly brought his originally confused state of mind back to the clarity and rationality it deserved bit by bit.

The body that had been relaxed for the most part froze.The indescribable fear and panic in his heart made him resist and struggle, trying to escape from the other's embrace, but suddenly a dull pain came from his left arm, which made the young man hiss softly, and his brows twitched. He frowned; and the Lord Pei Du, who was planning to lock the body in his arms firmly with more weight, stopped his movements, and caressed the young man's cheeks if he felt it:

"Pain? Is it the arm?"

"……Um."

"let me see."

As he said that, without waiting for the other party's response, Serrell had already untied the boy's blue school uniform, and rolled up the left sleeve of the white shirt inside according to his previous impression——as he thought. , But it also made him very angry. On the white and smooth skin of the young man's left arm, there were a few bluish-purple finger marks ferociously.

"Andrew Langdon..."

Looking at the scars on the road, he knew who the culprit was. Although the handsome face of the silver-haired sword master did not show any anger, the depths of his silver eyes were already filled with darkness—aware of this, he had no intention of fussing with a half-grown child. Adrian sighed secretly, but still gave up the intention of resisting and dodging, raised his delicate face slightly, and met those golden eyes towards his apprentice's eyes that were already showing a hint of hostility.

"It's no big deal, Eli."

He comforted in a gentle voice.The one who was calling out was "Eli", but the one who was thinking about it was "Serrell"... "He just admired you too much and wanted to get your attention, so he accidentally used a little more force, my skin It's always easy to leave marks, so..."

"...Did I raise you too kindly, Adrian?"

Being stared at by those golden eyes that symbolized purity and goodness in his heart, Serrell, no matter how angry he was, would not want him to get in touch with this side of himself... Especially when he looked at the boy's eyes that seemed to be Only my own focus was left in the world, and the original restless soul of the Lord Pei Du gradually calmed down, and finally it turned into a sigh of helplessness or doubt, and the involuntary feeling of locking people up by the waist .

And Adrian didn't resist.

He just resigned himself to the ever-present desire in his heart to relax his body and cling to the other's chest, allowing the intoxicating breath to fill his nostrils, and letting the emotion that has been suppressed for too long be unrestrained in his chest Cross flow, and then rejoice that I am still too "small" after all, so small that even if the man's arms around the waist are tight and hot, making his waist feel numb, but because he is not emotional enough, he will not vent his roots.

Of course, the constant fluctuations released by the chain around his neck are also the main reason why he has been able to hide his abnormal emotions every time - I'm afraid Serrell would never have thought that what he did in order to save Adrian's life It turned out that the other party was able to hide his feelings and hide his true identity from him for so many years.

I don't know the endless thoughts in the heart of the person in my arms. Seeing that Adrian finally stopped being awkward and leaned into his arms obediently, although Serrell was a little regretful that he couldn't continue to appreciate those eyes, he was still in the other party's eyes. Submissive and thoughtful for a while, he used a simple healing spell to eliminate the glaring finger marks on the boy's fair and well-built arms.

I don't know the endless thoughts in the heart of the person in my arms. Seeing that Adrian finally stopped being awkward and leaned into his arms obediently, although Serrell was a little regretful that he couldn't continue to appreciate those eyes, he was still in the other party's eyes. Submissive and thoughtful for a while, he used a simple healing spell to eliminate the glaring finger marks on the boy's fair and well-built arms.

Then, as if wanting to confirm something, he turned the palm that was resting on the side of the young man's cheek to the left arm that is now flawless, and slid down from top to bottom from the junction of the shoulder and arm. , Inch by inch, he caressed the exposed tender skin of the young man.

Until it landed on the bright wrist lightly supported by the side, and the palm as delicate as a work of art.

──Adrian's half-paralyzed body in the opponent's arms trembled involuntarily.

His skin, which is very prone to scars, is already sensitive, but now that he is being touched by that scalding palm with some rough calluses, it is clear that Serrell is just checking whether his arm is left. Dark wounds, still can't help being numb due to the warmth and roughness coming from the skin-to-skin contact... Especially after the man's palm fell, it happened to press on his wrist and clasped him. Between the five fingers, the ambiguous meaning that seems to be absent is even more like a feather sweeping over the tip of the heart, scratching it unbearably.If it wasn't for him burying his head in front of the other party's chest, perhaps the hint of lust would be revealed just by the rosy color on his cheeks and the lust between his eyebrows and eyes.

But he still couldn't escape.

"What's wrong? Does your hand still hurt? Did I hurt you?"

Sensing his strange behavior, Serrell asked worriedly; the palm that was resting on the boy's arm moved up again worryingly, which made Adrian, who had finally endured the moment just now, couldn't help it. Trembling again, he quickly shook his head and clarified in a rare eagerness:

"It's okay, it's just...itching. So don't..."

"Your skin is still as sensitive as it was when you were a child."

Because of the boy's word "itch", he recalled the memories of hugging that four-year-old child in the past, and smiled softly with a slight tremor in his chest. Hey, I didn’t forget to put down the left sleeve that was originally rolled up for the boy... The soft touch of the cotton shirt made Adrian’s ears feel warm from the apprentice’s low smile, and he finally let go of his vigilance a little bit, but because the cuff was still tied The arms around his waist and his own heart rhythm were still a little disordered, so he didn't dare to break away from the other party's embrace, so he had to cover up and leaned deeper into the other party's arms, which was a little softer than before.

Noticing that the weight in his arms had suddenly deepened a little, Serrell let out a low laugh from his throat again, but the silver eyes no longer saw the previous ruthlessness, but were filled with tenderness enough to melt one's body and mind , Satisfyingly inherit the trust and entrustment called trust.

To the young man who had almost buried his whole body in his arms at this moment.

——From the little Douding who was less than the height of his knees in the past to the lush young man who is now close to his shoulders, Adrian's height is not short among his peers, but his well-proportioned body is still slender... just For example, with that thin waist, he only needs to hold his arms to lock it so that there is no gap. I don't know if it is because of blood inheritance, or the influence of the heart disease?Looking at the slender neck exposed from the collar of the young man's hairline, and the broad shoulders, even though Serrell knew that the boy who just turned 14 today hadn't fully grown yet, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. A little worried.

Although the feeling of easily being able to wrap people tightly with one's body is far better than he expected.

"Adrian."

"Um?"

"sorry."

He sighed softly, "I said clearly that I would find a way to get you healthy, but until today, nearly ten years have passed, and you still can only live such a life of extreme patience."

The reason why I say this is because Adrian, who has suffered from heart disease for so many years, has not had a serious attack like ten years ago due to long-term medication and wearing a pendant, but he still has a lot of problems in diet and rest. Many social activities that are common in high society—such as horse riding and hunting—can only be kept at a respectful distance.Coupled with the "talent" of the golden-eyed boy who is well-known in the imperial capital and the fact that Duke Alphard Farien devoted himself to cultivating the eldest son Leon, it naturally made the position of Adrian, the nominal first-in-line heir, extremely difficult.

Of course, unlike the malicious speculations of those upper-class people, Leon had no intention of taking the title that belonged to his younger brother, and it was not that he had never considered taking his younger brother out to see the world.It's just that Adrian didn't like it and didn't think he needed it; Leon couldn't bear to let his brother be judged.As a result of this connivance, Adrian Faruien, the son of the Duke's Mansion, never officially appeared in front of people until he entered school at the age of 12, and he has never attended any social occasions as of today.Under such circumstances, some people who like to talk about the privacy of the nobles nicknamed the son of the duke's mansion "Farien's Canary"-this metaphor is obviously similar to the boy's hair and eyes. The color is related to the overly delicate appearance—it seems to be loved, but it can only rely on the breath of the breeder to stay in the cage and be pampered, never touching the vast sky.

Although Serrell had secretly sworn to give him that piece of sky—not only as "Eli Winster".

But even the Lord Pei Du, who has already stood at the pinnacle of the mainland, could only find some medicines to strengthen his physique in ten years, but failed to find a way to completely cure him... Although the boy in his arms has never He showed a little bit of dissatisfaction with this kind of life, but he still couldn't help feeling sorry for Adrian's body and the slander and criticism the child faced at school.

As for Serrell's depression full of self-blame and annoyance, how could Adrian, who was very familiar with his apprentice, miss it?

Although the latter caused the apprentice's unintentional teasing behavior to fluster and uncontrollably, firstly, most of it has been calmed down now, and secondly, he has always cared about Serrell far more than anything else, so naturally he will not let the other party continue to be sad.Immediately, with both arms, he propped up the upper body that was paralyzed in the man's arms, raised his overly delicate face slightly, and turned his eyes to the man's seemingly calm but undercurrent silver eyes again.

"For me, being able to live like this and accompany you is already the greatest gift from God."

He didn't call out "Eli" because he didn't speak to the well-known Juggernaut Shell in front of him, but to the scarred soul inside... At this moment, Adrian didn't even He deliberately changed his tone, but expressed his inner feelings and thoughts together as it was.

With convincing determination, but also with deep caring.

Looking at those focused and resolute golden eyes, listening to the words that seem to contain inexplicable power, even though the delicate little face in front of him still has a bit of childishness that has not faded, and the blurred voice is still clear and clear, But at this moment, Serrell had an inexplicable feeling of going back in time, as if they were not in a carriage that was heading towards the Duke's mansion, but in the mage's tower illuminated by the spar lamp. An extremely warm living room; and he has not yet made a big mistake, he is still by the master's side, enjoying the master's indulgence, love and care for him... That kind of strong sense of sight made Serrell look at the boy As a result, his eyes were in a trance for a moment, but then he was suddenly awakened by the tremor of the carriage running over the gravel below him, and after taking a deep look at the face in front of his eyes, he sighed and kissed the boy's hair. .

"Thank you... Adrian."

The man blurted out with a slightly hoarse voice, but his arms were already exerting all his strength to hold the boy in front of him back into his arms... because of the shock in his heart, and also because of the thin tears welling up in his eyes.

Knowing that he didn't want to see this side of himself, and probably didn't realize his identity, Adrian couldn't tell whether he was more relaxed or lost in his heart for a while, but he still obeyed the other party's movements, once again Leaning into the tight and broad chest.

──Even though he still stubbornly resisted the recognition and struggled not to repeat the same mistakes, his precious, caring and caring for this child remained unchanged.

If you really want to say that there is anything different, it will only be the changed mode of getting along with him due to the change of identity and standpoint, and the subsequent change in coping attitude──just like the arms that hugged him tightly at this moment, and The other party tried to support himself, but he didn't want to see his weak side's insistence.

Although in Adrian's view, the apprentice just acted coquettishly in a different way, he had to admit that facing Serrell like this, in addition to having a feeling of getting to know each other again, it also made him unable to stop his emotions More and more muddy feet.

But even if he knew that leaving the Liangqing was the best way to stay away from temptation, facing Serel who was so painful, stubborn, and seeking driftwood like this, he couldn't let go no matter what... Feeling the tight grip around his waist... Strength, breath and warmth lingering all over his body, Adrian smiled silently, self-mockery flashed in the eyes hidden in front of the other's chest, but in the end he closed them gently, letting the love surrounded by each other This peace and quiet continued...

──Although there was a brief annoying episode before leaving school, Adrian's No. 14 birthdays as Adrian Farien can still be called complete.

First of all, as his father, Alphad was still leading the army in southern Xinjiang and was not present - given that Adrian's birthday five years ago happened to coincide with the tragic situation when he returned to the imperial capital to report on his duties, the two sons undoubtedly welcomed his absence ──Secondly, Leon, who is currently working in the Imperial Security Department, is on a day off today, so he spent half the afternoon showing off his sub-professional ── Adrian’s exclusive dessert chef──making his younger brother’s favorite black tea relative Wind and red wine apples; in the end, Serena, who was adventurous as always, managed to escape from a dangerous underground ruins and arrived in the imperial capital as scheduled──I didn’t forget to bring back a "souvenir" that was said to help expand the brain. ─Let Adrian happily spend this special day for him surrounded by his loved ones.

──Despite the consummation of this harmony, there are actually some blazing confrontations secretly hidden.

One of the reasons is that Serena, who was promoted to Juggernaut eight years ago, was rejected by "Eli" when she confessed to "Eli". The torment of the battle between the ownership of the younger brother.

Serena had a crush on Eli, and Adrian had already noticed it ten years ago when they first met each other.It's just that he has even experienced the wedding of his apprentice and another woman. Although it is difficult to truly calm his mind, it is just a little stuffy in his chest, which is not too depressing.

──Of course, this may also have something to do with the fact that he already knew that Serrell could not accept the other party.

Serena is a confident and open-minded person. Although she admires and admires Eli, it is not to the extent that she cannot extricate herself.So even though the confession was rejected, at most she would occasionally say a few words to Eli when she met Eli, so as not to make the scene too embarrassing... But Leon's struggles are not limited to this .

With Serrell's guidance and Adrian's secret assistance, the already talented man has already reached the peak of the eighth level at the age of 25. In the eyes of many people, it is only a matter of time before he can advance to the holy rank... ...and Leon knows exactly who should be credited for this achievement—at least on the surface—so