Two or three things about my love affair with the beauty on the west side of the town

Karben already has a fiancée.

When he first came to the Royal Workshop, his vigorous vigor and bright smile left a deep impression on everyone. His sexy and tense shoulders agitated with his breath, and his vitality seemed to overflow from his muscles. Knowing that it would be a safe and reliable embrace, not to mention the more open girls in the capital, any one of them would want to seize this future famous craftsman first.And the thoughtfulness and patience shown by Leon from time to time made many people who wanted to find fault left in disgust. Out of unwillingness, they turned their finger on the ring on the middle finger.

"Me? Yes! I already have a lover."

He faced the questioning so frankly, and the slightly flushed cheeks made the other party feel a little unbelievable.

The royal capital has long since refused to implement the step of engagement, unless it is a royal noble.The love between men and women in the folk mostly ends in a quick marriage, and the result is usually confessed after a few meetings.

Lyon's approach is particularly striking here.

As night fell, everything fell into a deep sleep.The king is not like the town of Bryce, where you can see the stars in the sky when you look up. Leon can only give up his idea of ​​using the starry sky to calm his ups and downs.The armor rubbing sound of the patrol legion could be heard next to his ears, and it paused regularly with the heartbeat.

Don't know what Miss Raymond Gayton is doing...

He misses her so much.

Longing drove him to sleep, where at least his lover might still be waiting for him.

In a daze, Leon felt that someone was touching his face. The cold hand broke into his neck from his jaw, slowly rubbed along his Adam's apple, and then spread to a deeper place.The muscles were dissected piece by piece and inch by inch under the hands, and the heart that moved with true feelings was unreservedly presented to the invaders.He raised his hand to try to drive away the annoying invader, but his fingertips only touched a cloud of golden mist.

For some reason, he felt that the mist seemed dissatisfied with his driving action, so it seeped in from the linen waistband stubbornly, and the skin on his legs began to vibrate slightly when he felt the coldness winding down.All the blood in his body is resisting the strong entanglement of the strange breath, but he can only compromise helplessly, and is forced to let them intertwine and blend, regardless of each other.

He heard a sneer.

The night gradually disappeared, and the dazzling white light suddenly leaked into the half-closed eyelids.

Leon opened his eyes and noticed the dried liquid in his pants, so he reluctantly lifted the quilt to get out of bed to wash.

"Leon! Gather at the training ground!"

Yes, for the Royal Workshop, which covers an area of ​​several hundred acres, basic physical exercise facilities are only necessary facilities, and there are all kinds of other entertainment and leisure places.

He hurriedly put down the bedding and ran towards the training ground in a hurry.

Is there anything else to announce?

The last time I was here was at the New Apprentice Orientation Meeting.

On a wooden platform that was much higher than the surrounding ground stood a burly man, with his muscular hands folded around his chest, and he looked at the gradually gathering crowd below with furrowed eyebrows.

"Now I declare!"

The ears are going deaf!

Leon immediately shook off the lingering thoughts in his mind and focused all his attention on Mayotte.

"For the upcoming annual royal ball, the king has issued an order to our workshop to send craftsmen to monitor the quality of the wooden buildings of the ball hall!"

Mayotte took another deep breath. To be honest, he didn't quite understand this approach.

"For this mission, we will focus mainly on new apprentices! We will use this to select workshops to cultivate talents who can serve the empire in the future!"

Royal Ball?

Then Miss Raymond Gayton will definitely attend, right?

Leon took a deep breath, he had to get this chance.Except for the busy study and life, there is almost no leisure time left.This may be the first opportunity for the two to meet upright, and he must seize this opportunity.

10. token

Leon stared unblinkingly at the fried baked meat on the street shop until it was burnt red, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down, as if this could eliminate the mixture of black bread and sauerkraut left in his stomach.

He just stared at it for a while, resisting the sudden burst of hunger, but couldn't help but fumbled a few times in the money bag tied on his belt, but after hearing the "clink" sound of silver coins colliding, Souls seized by carnivorous cravings return obediently to hungry bodies.

The yelling and the strong smell of spices in the Brocas market stimulated his sensitive nasal cavity, stirring up his trembling nerves one after another.

……

It was too painful to be accompanied by black bread for two consecutive weeks. Leon looked at his roommates lingering in other stalls, and couldn't help licking his dry and peeling lips.

It seems that you can swallow the delicious food that exudes an attractive aroma.

"Why didn't you buy anything after working so hard? He is really strange."

In the face of his roommate's whispered slander, he could only silently squeeze his bandage-wrapped fists tightly.

Almost all the wages were given to the silversmiths.It was impossible not to feel lost when the bulging purse turned into a shriveled and shriveled appearance, but that amethyst, that mysterious and beautiful stone, just in a flash, he thought of Paimon's eyes.

The wine-red fire light reflected by it, like the silky phosphorescence that drifts across the pupils from time to time, instantly appeared in the mind.

...and then there's the long wait of two weeks.

Leon bid farewell to his roommate and turned into a small workshop hidden at the end of a deep alley.The blisters on the palm of the hand were forcefully burst, and a scarlet viscous liquid dripped from the off-white cloth.

The workshop was full of flames, and the air around the forging table was burned and distorted by the bright yellow metal fluid, which was faintly stacked on the inner wall of the earth brick.

The high temperature forced Leon to take a step back, but his ketone body was inexplicably attached to this warmth.The apprentice who was wiping his sweat at the door noticed his movement, and hurried forward to ask this strange guest with bloodshot eyes.

"Is my custom amethyst necklace finished?"

When the still warm silver chain was stuck in the amethyst and fell into his hand, the surrounding environment became silent for a while, and then there was the endless "ding" sound of the sledgehammer hitting again.

"... Paimon."

The two lips pursed and made a small sound.

"Guest, let me treat your wound."

By the time the apprentice got back the glass bottle containing clean water, the door had already disappeared.

The steps seem to be stepping on the soft ground like clouds.

When he mechanically repeated the movements of raising his feet step by step, and then lowering them again, Leon found himself standing in front of Lemon Gayton's mansion.The sky in the distance has been painted with an ominous orange-yellow to black color, absorbing the residual heat of the sun before feeding it back to the earth.

The huge black mansion was shrouded in a treacherous and gloomy shadow, silently overlooking this strange visitor, the gate made of black iron was tightly closed, refusing any ray of light to try to escape.

A dwelling born for demons.

what happened?

"Hi, I'm looking for... Paimon."

Why did you say your name so rudely?

Leon stood at the door dully, still clutching the freshly baked necklace tightly in his hand, the tip of the necklace slyly squeezed into the gap of the wrapping cloth, trying to reveal the covered secret.

"I'm very sorry, guests without an invitation letter are not allowed to enter."

Not to mention a person with a flushed face and suspicious behavior.

A dull and unwavering voice came out from under the black armor, politely rejecting Leon.

"I'm here to deliver something to her, please let me know!"

He grabbed the railing on the iron gate and howled almost pleadingly.

"terribly sorry."

"That's it, please take a look, I'm not a bad person!"

Leon spread his bloody right hand, trying to prove his innocence with affectionate items.

The amethyst exuding faint light was unreservedly displayed in front of the two of them, and at the same time, the wrapping cloth fell with urgent movements.

The ring lying on the master's hand was exposed.

Leon watched helplessly, and the originally tall and mighty guard suddenly knelt down in front of him on one knee.If he looked more carefully, he could even find the trembling caused by fear hidden under the heavy armor.

"Master, please forgive my sins!"

A broken sound leaked from between the teeth.

He entered the mansion in a daze accompanied by the black iron guards. There were few servants in the huge front garden, only the sound of their footsteps echoed softly.

Leon arrived at the gate of the mansion without any hindrance.

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11. Visit

The air is filled with the deep and elegant fragrance of burning spices, wrapped in the fresh iris with pearls in its mouth, giving off a special fragrance.

Lyon looked down at the dark lines on the scarlet carpet, the upright olive leaves and the incomplete crosses symmetrically on both sides. The coffee color reflected on the red carpet all over the floor is obviously a simple pattern, but it can't help but make people breathe when they look at each other. As soon as it tightened, the back was like a wild beast probing with its stinky fangs to the tailbone, terrified and frightened.

He used his toes to trace the outline of the pattern over and over again, as if this would eliminate the neglect of the big family towards him as a "guest".

The hammer of the pendulum was swinging, and the low muffled sound was carried into the neck by the gorgeous porcelain inlaid with gold thread.

A few hours ago the guards had led him to the main gate, where, to his surprise, a courteous maid with a bowed brow was waiting.The two of them didn't talk at all, and Leon suspected that the arm wrapped in layers of black armor didn't even move a bit. The maid realized his purpose and opened the door to lead him to the living room.

...It should be the living room.

But when the maid opened the wooden door painted with flowers, star maps and unknown oriental patterns, all kinds of rare treasures and white