His Highness the Son moves the cat online

In the banquet hall, President Xia Zuo was holding a cup of black tea and sipping it in sips. When he saw Wu Meiren coming in from the door, Xia Zuo sighed and put down the teacup in his hand.

To be honest, he still has a good impression of the holy son of the Temple of Light. If the other party can replace the pope in the future, it will definitely be a huge change for the Magic Association and the Temple of Light.

But it's a pity that they are going to the continent of Owenla, a place where they can only enter and cannot exit.

Xia Zuo lowered his head, looked at the little white snake that appeared on his wrist and said with a light smile, "I'm back...you, what good things did you bring?"

"Given by His Royal Highness Son of the Temple of Light." The little white snake whispered, and it handed the bracelet given by Wu Meiren to Xia Zuo: "There are indeed high-level monsters in the palace, and I was attacked by them today... but fortunately, His Highness the Holy Son saved me."

"Oh?" Xia Zuo stared at the white bracelet in his palm, looked at the roses and crosses carved on the pearls, and pursed his lips.

Looking up at the witch beauty in the distance, Xia Zuo sighed and said, "Ye Mei, this is a huge favor owed to His Royal Highness the Holy Son, have you figured out how to repay it?"

"I gave him all the beads I had hidden for many years." Ye Mei said aggrievedly, "Although there is only one bead, it is my favorite bead."

"...The bracelet of His Royal Highness is much more valuable than your bead." President Xia Zuo stretched out his hand and stroked White Snake's head: "Forget it, I will remember His Royal Highness's love, and later... Huh? Gal?"

Looking at the frowning young man in front of him, with the three big characters 'unhappy' written all over his face, Xia Zuo asked, "What's wrong with you? Did you have a conflict with someone?"

"...No." Dijia straightened the folds on his sleeves, looked up at Xia Zuo, and then set his gaze on the little white snake on the other's wrist.

At the end, Dijiaer sighed and said leisurely: "This bracelet on the teacher's hand is really beautiful. Who gave it to you as a gift?"

"Oh, this bracelet..." Xia Zuo subconsciously glanced at the little white snake on his wrist, but saw the other party suddenly arched his body, tightly sticking to the bracelet Wu Meiren gave him.

The little white snake vomited the snake letter, stared at Dijiaer and said coldly: "This is my treasure."

In the eyes of Little White Snake, his treasure was given to Wu Meiren, and Wu Meiren gave this bracelet to himself, so the bracelet=treasure=my favorite bead, there is nothing wrong with it!

But Dijiaer in front of him didn't think so. He clearly remembered that the witch beauty praised the cuteness of this long worm, by the way, because this long worm had a 'dispute' with his father.

Therefore, in Dijiaer's eyes, this little white snake is already a deceptive and harmful thing, and we must be on guard!

Thinking of this, Dijiaer rolled his eyes and approached Xia Zuo with a smile and asked, "Teacher, you see that Ye Mei has not broken through to the orange rank after so many years, isn't that a bit unreasonable?"

Xia Zuo raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, looked down at the little white snake on his wrist, and looked up at Dijiaer again.

"...You are talking nonsense!" The little white snake, which is the only known red-rank monster 'Ye Mei', glared at Dijiaer and said angrily: "This guy is full of bad things, sir, you must be careful." Don't trust him."

"Oh? Then tell me, why is it still like this until now?" Dijiaer slightly bent down, stared at the little snake in front of him and mocked: "At any rate, your master is also the president of the Magic Association, so you can't argue with him. Does his old man have a long face?"

Ye Mei's stupid mouth is not very good at refuting, when Di Jiaer said this, he turned his head to look at Xia Zuo with some unease.

After realizing that Xia Zuo just looked at him and didn't speak, Ye Mei became a little anxious. He twisted his body and snorted coldly: "You think breaking through is that simple? Besides, even if I don't break through, the red level on the entire continent will I am the only monster, no one can threaten the safety of Mr.

"In the final analysis, it's because you can't break through." Di Jiaer mocked: "Stop making excuses."

"you……"

"Okay, okay, Jiaer." Xia Zuo reached out and touched Ye Mei's head, seeing its aggrieved and clumsy appearance, he couldn't help but feel distressed: "Ye Mei is already great, Jiaer, so don't criticize it. gone."

"Cough, I just hope it can be stronger." Dijiaer turned his head and coughed uncomfortably: "Teacher, I will go to Wu...His Royal Highness Son of the Temple of Light, and I will come back to catch up with you later."

"I think you are all focused on that Holy Son." Xia Zuo snorted coldly, and glared at his disappointing student: "Let's not talk about the Temple of Light behind him, just His Highness the Holy Son It's not that simple."

"...I know." Dijiaer nodded: "Witch... His Royal Highness has many secrets, but his character is not bad, is it?"

"That's because the Temple of Light didn't bring him any benefits, so he has no other thoughts about the Magic Association... and the royal family." Xia Zuo shook his head: "Maybe it's because I'm old and I think more , but what His Royal Highness the Holy Son wants to do... and what he wants to get, I can't figure it out."

"teacher……"

"Gal, you have to know that it is impossible for a person in this world to have no ambitions and ideas... and yet he can be suppressed by the Temple of Light for so long, yet he can strike so cleanly... His Royal Highness, the Holy Son, should not be underestimated."

"But he doesn't care about his status, he doesn't even have any idea about contracting monsters..." Dijiaer lowered his head and said dejectedly: "I even think that maybe he just wants to be an ordinary person and live a peaceful life... ..."

"If His Royal Highness Son really has no ambitions, then he will definitely not go to the Auwenla continent." Xia Zuo looked at the silver bracelet in his hand and continued: "He can definitely find a way to slip away on the way, just relying on his Strength...the few priests sent by the Temple of Light are not enough for him."

"He probably wanted to slip away halfway." Dijiaer recalled that the witch beauty mentioned that he wanted to draw a line with the Temple of Light, so he retorted: "This trip to the continent of Owenla is actually an opportunity, and he can disappear along the way In the vision of the Temple of Light."

"...I hope so." Xia Zuo waved his hands a little tiredly: "The gap between the Temple of Light and the Magic Association is beyond repair, and if there is no way to alleviate it... the consequences will be disastrous."

"I also understand the teacher's concern." Di Jiaer nodded lightly: "That's why I hope His Royal Highness the Son can replace the Pope in the future."

"That depends on his strength. Similarly... I also hope that during this period, His Highness the Holy Son can survive safely." Xia Zuo glanced at the cardinals not far away: "After all, this Holy Son Your Highness...the road ahead will not be easy."

On the other side, Wu Meiren was talking to several cardinals about going to the continent of Owenla. When she noticed someone walking towards her, Wu Meiren stood up and nodded lightly to the other party: "Your Highness, Second Prince."

"Are you disturbing His Royal Highness the Son?" Di Jia looked at the cardinals around him, and said to the witch with a chuckle, "Can I have a few words with His Royal Highness alone?"

"Second Highness is free, just don't talk about it... and take our Holy Son to the Magic Association." A cardinal pointed out: "After all, our Holy Son is honorable, but Don't get hurt."

"It's rare for you to think about His Royal Highness, why? Shall I tell the Pope that you will also go to the continent of Auwenla with His Royal Highness?" Di Jia looked at the cardinal with a smile: "Shut up if you don't know how to speak well. It's not your turn to dictate the matter between me and His Highness the Son."

"you!"

"Okay, okay, Second Highness." An Lamu had to come out to smooth things over. He stretched out his hand to support the glasses on the bridge of his nose and sighed: "Gaia is also worried about the safety of His Highness Son, please forgive me."

"Since Mr. Anlam said so, then forget it." Dijiaer skillfully took Wu Meiren's hand: "I have a few words with His Highness the Holy Son alone."

The witch beauty looked up at Di Jiaer helplessly, and then let the other party take her to the balcony on the second floor of the hall. This place is relatively quiet and covered by curtains, so you can speak with confidence.

"I told my father that I will go to the continent of Owenla tomorrow, and I will accompany you."

"You really told Your Majesty about this?" Wu Meiren felt a little unbelievable, and he still expected the king to stop Dijiaer: "...Your Majesty really agreed?"

"The result is the same if he agrees or disagrees." Dijiaer stretched out his hand and rubbed his head. He didn't want to be known by Wu Meiren about the matter of being beaten up by Fatty earlier: "You just need to know that I will accompany you, and I will accompany you." It will definitely get you out of the Temple of Light."

"...Thank you, Jiaer." The witch beauty lowered her head slightly. He was so confused that he didn't dare to look directly into the other party's eyes. It's a little messy, I... go get two glasses of wine."

"Oh? I'll just go for this..."

"No need, I'll just go get it." Wu Meiren raised her head and smiled at him: "Your Highness is thirsty too? I'll bring His Highness another glass of milk."

Seeing this, Dijiaer couldn't say anything more, he pulled away the chair on the balcony, and after a while, the witch came back with a tray.

Dijiaer helped him put the bottle of red wine and the wine glass on the table, then lowered his head and picked up the milk on the tray, sniffed it and smiled softly, "Witch, you put too much honey."

"Impossible." Wu Meiren's expression was flat: "It must be that the honey at the banquet was too sweet. I put the same amount as before."

Recalling the days when the two lived in Miya Continent, Di Jia smiled and poured a glass of red wine for each of them. Wu Meiren clinked glasses with him and took a sip. Finally, he said truthfully: "In comparison, I think the wine collected by Mr. Jin has a more mellow taste."

"That guy, his only hobby is to collect all kinds of fine wine." Dijiaer propped his head up, his blue eyes shining brightly under the moonlight, like the surface of a sea shimmering with light.

Watched by him with a smile, even the witch beauty subconsciously stagnated for a moment, but fortunately, Dijiaer quickly lowered his head and picked up the milk in front of him. He shook the glass and smiled lightly: " Wu, do you have any plans for the future?"

"In the future... what are your plans?" Wu Meiren looked at the milk cup in Dijiaer's hand, he pinched his sleeves and lowered his head: "Oh, after you say it... of course it is to do what you want to do, and to go to various places to see look."

Dijiaer was noncommittal, nodded and drank half a glass of milk. The witch beauty watched his movements, and said with a soft sigh of relief: "But this is after returning from the continent of Owenla, Jiaer... I have never said a word, I really feel very lucky to meet you."

"Witch?" Di Jia shook his head: "You..."

"About the Auwenla continent, I have actually found some news these days." The witch beauty chuckled, lowered her eyes and took off the wrench that Dijiaer gave her earlier: "The Auwenla continent is very dangerous , you better not take the risk of following me."

"You..." Dijiaer stood up abruptly, he was about to speak but staggered violently, as if suddenly realizing something, Dijiaer's blue eyes widened in disbelief.

He looked at the remaining half glass of milk on the table, and turned his eyes to the calm Wu Meiren with difficulty: "You...you drugged me?"

"...Yes, I'm sorry." With guilt and apology in her eyes, the witch beauty took Dijiaer's right hand and gently put the finger on it: "Jaer, if we can meet again in the future...please..."

Dijiaer couldn't hear the words behind, he tried hard to open his eyes, but his consciousness fell into the darkness uncontrollably.

Seeing that Dijiaer closed his eyes unwillingly, Wu Meiren gently half hugged him and stood up.

Looking at the tall man who opened the curtain and walked in from the balcony, the witch beauty nodded and said, "Your Majesty, His Highness Dijiaer... I will leave it to you."