Dominate the world in three weeks?

A foggy bathroom.

Lancer came here as if unconsciously, he pushed open the door, and the radiator came in with a faint fragrance of flowers.

——It should not be this kind of aroma.

Lancer thought of some insignificant things in his mind, and then he couldn't think of anything.He continued to walk inside, as if something was driving him.

He walked all the way to the bathtub and stopped, then half-kneeled on the ground.There was a person lying in the warm water sprinkled with red petals, the other person turned his head to the side of the wall, his cheeks were covered by the water-soaked black hair, the sinuous black contrasted against the white and smooth skin of the other person, Lanser's heartbeat was like Drums, the heat burned into a flame in his chest.He exhaled hard, hoping to suppress the excitement that made his blood rush, but the heat from the bathroom was sucked into his chest in exchange, making the flames intensify.Lancer began to focus his gaze on the other's pink lips.

He knew it was soft and sweet, like fine honey.Lancer's fingers trembled and tightened violently, as if they were struggling with another existence.After a few seconds, he finally leaned down/body, took the other's cheek with both hands, and kissed/kissed his lips.

He licked the cool lips carefully, and then stuck the tip of his tongue into the other's mouth—as if he had finally pried open the clam shell after a lot of hard work, so that he could get the fresh and tender inside hidden in it.

This delusion made Lancer frowned, and his actions became violent and rough.He's never felt as close to the person in his hand as he is at this moment, but it's not enough to satisfy Lancer's ever-expanding hunger/thirst.

He greedily stared at the face in front of him - even if he could only see the other person's slender eyebrows and smooth forehead.The uncontrollable movement finally stopped stiffly in the slowly opened dark green eyes.

Lancer distanced himself from the other person, and the air rushed into his mouth after the lips parted, which made him feel a huge emptiness.

"What were you doing just now?! As a knight, you actually made such a shameless move. Have you forgotten the oath you made!"

He watched the little master's eyes gradually gather a look of disgust, and the harsh accusations made his heart clenched in pain.

—Lancer just woke up from his sleep.

He gasped for breath, but even the air made him sick.

Lancer covered his mouth and jumped off the bed and rushed into the bathroom. The cold water calmed his stinging mind.He raised his head and looked at the pale man in the mirror with lifeless eyes.

It all started the night Terrence was dying a month ago.

No, maybe Lancer had planted the seed of wickedness in his heart earlier, but it finally germinated and grew on that day.

The suspicion that Terrence might die like this made Lancer extremely painful, and the feelings he had been unwilling to face up to under the extreme grief were like a monstrous wave that drowned his whole body.

He had kissed the boy with regret and heartbreak.In the ever-advancing time, it is a secret, and maybe one day it will sink to the bottom of the river of time... But maybe it will never let Lanse go, it takes root in his heart, and keeps absorbing nutrients, Make the blond knight hungry and empty, sleepless day and night.

Lancer supported the frame of the mirror and buried his head in the water, until the calm water continued to bubble up, and then he raised his head abruptly.

All reasonable existence has become a high wall blocking Lancer. For example, kisses will always end, and air is needed to survive. If you want to stay by Terrence's side and be a knight, you should not keep this feeling that transcends identity .

Terrence walked through the young leaves of the forest and walked into a small building.After returning to school, he once again devoted himself to purely academic exploration.This small building is the place he applied to the school to conduct alchemy research. It used to be an abandoned teaching building. Before that, Terrence discovered that someone secretly used life magic here—this shows that the neighborhood is quiet and remote. , is the most suitable place for Terrence.

He walked into the hall, some students saw him, greeted him very enthusiastically, and hurried into the research room with heavy materials.

The great passion that was kindled in men is still burning, making them work hard for each other and study.These people may enter the Mage Association after graduation, or make their mark in other fields. No matter what, they will be the strength of Terrence.

More important, though, is more secretive.

Terrence stepped up the steps and walked into the last room on the third floor.

The layout inside was no different from the study in his home, except that there was a large table in the corner near the window, and some utensils needed for alchemy were scattered messily on it.

He walked over and rearranged some tools that were not in order yesterday, and then there was a knock on the door.

"Come in." Terrence turned his head.

The doorknob was turned, and two teenagers walked in from the outside.One is a fire mage with fiery red hair, and the other is an alchemist with short brown hair.

"Esaiah, Martin. What's the matter?" Terrence said, patting the metal debris on his hands.

The two looked at each other, Martin took a step forward, and asked in a low voice, "Your Excellency, is the serial murder case of young girls that happened in the imperial capital not as simple as it seems?"

Terrence raised his eyebrows as if he thought it was interesting: "Why do you ask that?"

"If you know something about the black mage, you will become sensitive to this kind of thing, won't you?" Esaiah said.

Terrence smiled and shrugged.

In fact, this small building is used to study alchemy during the day, and at night it becomes a secret meeting place for mages who are determined to learn life magic. Of course, these people are very rare, and so far there are less than ten people. Seiya and Martin are among them.

Esiah once entered the Royal Academy of Magic and Martial Arts because of a word from Terrence. Terrence once advised him not to step into his own circle and cause trouble, but his speech after the school's qualifying competition was more determined Esaiah's beliefs.

As for Martin Mode, after seeing the school frenzy caused by Terrence, he also ignited confidence in Terrence's previous invitation.

The three of them are the embryonic form of the Midnight Rally.

Terrence had no intention of hiding the serial killings from them—though he wouldn't go into detail either.He closed the window tightly and leaned against the table and said: "Your guess is correct. Many people in the upper echelon know about this, let alone the Mage Association. So we have to be more careful in the evenings, and reduce the number of gatherings if necessary." number of times."

"It's unimaginable that there would be such a cruel person!" Martin was righteous and straightforward, so he was filled with righteous indignation. When he thought that the other party was studying life magic with him, he couldn't agree with the murderer's behavior that could be called insane.

Esaiah seemed calmer: "Historically, it is always justified to crack down on black mages. In fact, many black mages are notorious. You have to be aware of this, Mr. Mod."

"That's right." Terrence nodded. He tried to create a clean environment, but that didn't mean he wanted to erase the darkness.Only those who understand the wrong can choose the right one. "Life and death are always twins. When we stay away from one, we are getting closer to the other. Maybe those who acted biasedly also searched for the truth with enthusiasm, but maybe it was failure, maybe it was greed. Wrong, never see the light of day. That's why our rally exists, when one of us is in the dark, there's always someone else who can wake him up."

Terrence left the small building at dusk. He walked towards the aristocratic district along the path already dotted with lush green bushes, and saw the blond knight hidden in the shadow of the trees on a side road.The other party was facing the gate of the dormitory building, and hadn't seen him coming.

Terrence frowned and walked quickly behind him, calling the other party's name.This seemed to startle Lancer, who turned his head around with worrying speed.

"What are you doing standing here, Lancer?"

"...I just want to see if you have returned to the dormitory, and I don't intend to disturb you." Lanser's eyes shifted slightly, and finally fell on the vines entwined with shrubs.

"When you sneaked into my dormitory before, I didn't hear you say that you behaved like this." Terrence sneered. Recently, Lancer's abnormality has exhausted his patience, and he really can't speak well. In fact, he has been trying to figure out Lancer's knot for a whole month, and this kind of patience can be called gentle and amiable on anyone.Terrence stared at Lancer's face, suppressed his irritability and said, "Let me ask again, what is it that makes you restless all the time? Because of me?—Since you have been hiding from me for many days."

"Of course not!" Lancer replied quickly, which made Terrence narrow his eyes in doubt.

Terrence's face darkened, he stood on tiptoe and grabbed Lancer by the collar, pulling him to bend down: "Lancer Schevenlieu, I feel so ridiculous that you are so sneaky! I have already given you The greatest trust, don't make me regret it!"

"No, I just..."

Lancer looked anxious, but he still swallowed the second half of the sentence.Terrence took a deep breath. He noticed that some passers-by had turned their gazes to this side. He pursed his lips and let go of Lancer's collar: "Go back to the dormitory with me first, let's talk slowly."

Terrence put an emphasis on the last phrase, indicating that it was time to settle things today.Lancer could only silently follow behind him.

When he walked to the hall of the dormitory building, the servant in charge of sanitation handed Terrence a letter. He saw the goshawk family emblem printed on it, and stuffed it into his pocket.

Then he walked into his dormitory, took off his cumbersome robes, sat on the sofa, and cast his eyes on Lancer.

Lancer was silent for a short while, and said: "I'm sorry to make you worry about me recently, but I just feel guilty for what hurt you at that time. I have been exercising a lot recently, so I am a little tired, and I am not avoiding you .”

This explanation was thought up by Lancer halfway. It was a bit far-fetched, but Lancer couldn't think of a better reason.

Sure enough, Terrence was still a little suspicious: "Then why are you hesitating all the time?"

Lancer smiled wryly: "My dignity as a knight prevents me from being so cowardly. How can I complain about my troubles to my master?"

"In fact, your troubles have caused mine." Terrence muttered softly, but he agreed with Lancer's words and did not continue to be aggressive. "Then it's like before, I want to see you when I have dinner in the morning, and the same is true at night. I don't have time to always think about where you went."

Terrence pointed to Lancer and said, even his words and deeds like a wayward young master made Lancer's heart beat endlessly.He nodded with a mixture of sweetness and pain.

It was only then that Terrence had the time to take out the previous letter, which was sent by Adam from the Duke's Mansion.After briefly introducing the situation in the mansion, he also attached the recent whereabouts of Angus and Lancer—since what happened last time, the steward regarded the blond knight as someone who needed to be paid close attention to like Angus. figure.However, it was precisely because of the other party's cautious thinking that Terrence did not label Lanser's recent behavior as suspicious.

He flipped through the letter papers casually, and this action caused one of the papers to fall off. Lancer came over and bent down to pick it up. His eyes swept over the portrait of the girl on it, and he paused: "This is——"

Terrence reached out to take it and looked at it, then shrugged his shoulders boredly: "One of the candidates for marriage. Ever since His Majesty cared about my marriage contract at the birthday banquet, Adam has been concerned about this matter, but I There's no time for a date right now."

Lancer clenched his fist quietly: "Then what is your impression of this young lady?"

"What kind of impression can you get from just one portrait?" Terrence gave Lancer a strange look, "She's pretty, that's all. But you, haven't you met a girl you like now?"

"I give my allegiance to you, and there will be no room in my heart for anything else."

Terrence looked at him with wide eyes slightly.Although Lanser often said some ambiguous words to him, this sentence was so nasty that Terrence quickly looked away: "Hey, let me think about it... However, I haven't heard who Lu Sien is talking to. dating, you are younger than him, it seems that there is really no need to worry now."

The author has something to say: I originally planned to have a stream of consciousness broth, but after much deliberation, I will be conservative and will not be locked, and I will solve it with a kiss