hunting light

"Ahahahaha!" Leon leaned back and forth with a smile, showing his big white teeth, and his long fake nose was shaking in rhythm.

"How is it? The effect is very realistic, right? The pocket money is really worth it!"

Ian curiously reached out to pinch the fake nose, but Leon hurriedly avoided it.Not knowing how to do it, the false nose was retracted, and the face returned to normal, with no traces visible.

"But why don't you dress up?" Leon looked disappointedly at the priest's rigorous dark blue robe, which was buttoned to his Adam's apple. "The priests can at least celebrate the Lord's Day. This is your most important holiday." one of them."

The Return of the Lord, as the name suggests, is a festival to celebrate the return of the Holy Lord.

It is said that after humans settled in the giant cetus, the Holy Lord decided to go out to find his other five pilot companions and left the giant cetus.

After he left, because he lost the protection of the Holy Light, the earth was gradually swallowed by darkness.People kept calling for the early return of the Holy Lord.

But the Holy Master who was far away in another star field heard their pious call, ended the search, and returned to the giant whale constellation.He drove away the darkness, let the holy light shine on every corner again, and human beings were reborn.

The autumn day of the return of the Holy Lord is designated as the day of the return of the Lord.Over time, it has gradually become the most solemn and joyous festival of religion and folk.Every year on the Lord's Day, the Holy See will hold a grand celebration garden, allowing civilians to participate, and the pope will even have fun with the people.

"I have a dress." Ian said, "A person who serves the Lord devoutly is the person I most want to be."

Leon sighed sincerely: "Father, you really are a person from ancient times."

This time, his nose didn't move.

The lawn of the manor is a sea of ​​joy.Ian and Leon shuttled among the guests.The guests greeted the popular young priest one after another, but selectively ignored the eldest son of the duke and concubine beside him.

Leon didn't mind either.He was alive and kicking all the way, and he couldn't help showing his "truth nose" when he met acquaintances.

"You've lost a lot of weight lately, countess."—the nose stretched.

"You look like a perfect match for your new wife." - The nose continued to elongate.

"Oh, Casey." Leon bumped into the Duchess's niece and greeted warmly, "You look so beautiful today."

The fake nose was almost poking into the girl's dark face.

Ian had no choice but to forcibly drag him away before the boy was beaten up by the girl's flower protector.

"Why did you choose to be Pinocchio?" Ian asked.

Leon manipulated the bracelet, retracted his nose, and said: "When I was young, my dad liked to tell me stories about it. A puppet who is not recognized as a real person by humans, but wants to be a real boy. And he must It takes courage, loyalty, and honesty to become a real person. Dad probably wants me to have these qualities."

Yi An felt sore in his heart, feeling bad for the boy.

In this era that pays attention to blood and origin.No matter how smart and outstanding Leon is, he is still the bastard son of the Duke of Oran and cannot be his heir.

However, perhaps it would be better for the child not to be an heir.

He doesn't have to be confined in the Parthenon Manor, he can freely explore outside and try various possibilities.He may therefore walk out of his own life path and create extraordinary achievements.

"But I think Pinocchio is pretty stupid." Without thinking, Leon changed his style of painting, "He is the only living puppet in the world, how special, why do you have to be a human?"

Ian couldn't help being surprised, and was attracted by the boy's thinking from a different angle.

"Pinocchio is like a mechanical servant with complete self-awareness and self-learning and upgrading. It is the first generation of AI." Leon said, "It's great to be a physical AI! He can replace the old one at will. The body, the system automatically iterates, never ages or dies, and will always be at the forefront of human civilization. He doesn’t need oxygen, can fly freely in space, and he even established his own mechanical kingdom.”

As the sun slanted to the west, the lights on the pergola lit up one by one, shining like jewels.

The mechanical waiter violinist in the band has a silver metal face and hands, with a focused expression, lowered eyebrows and eyes, neither sad nor happy, but plays smooth and emotional minuets.

"However, he will be a little lonely." Ian watched the serene face of the mechanical violinist, "Maybe, he wants to be a human being, and wants to have a companion. A companion who can share the joys and sorrows of life with him, a companion who can Holding hands to see the lovers in this world."

"If he has mastered advanced technology, he can create countless mates as he wishes."

"It's not the same." Ian shook his head lightly, "The resonance of the soul and the harmony of the body, as if the feeling of two souls merging into one, can only be experienced by flesh and blood. The emotional module of the mechanical servant can do It’s always just a simulation.”

Leon stared at the slightly melancholy face of the priest: "A person who serves God also understands love so well?"

Ian calmly said: "This is human nature. I have never experienced it, but I can feel it from the love of the Lord for the world, the love of my parents for me, and the love of teachers and students in the Holy See. Waiting for you When you grow up, you will understand."

"If I fell in love with someone," Leon whispered, "I will not separate from him for anything. I will definitely stay by his side."

Ian smiled: "I believe that whoever you fall in love with will be a lucky person."

The band changed to a soothing slow rock dance song, and a group of guests changed on the dance floor.

The sunset glow dyed the thin clouds in the sky into a rose color, and the cool breeze was blowing on the faces that were wet with sweat.

"Why don't you go dancing?" Ian asked Leon, "I see that several girls are interested in you. There are also two boys who also like your appearance."

Although Leon has flaws in his identity, he is still the legal son of the Duke after all, and he is handsome and outstanding.In their early teens, many children had a good impression of Leon, but they were afraid of his aloofness and dared not approach him.

"You should stop pouting at them all the time, and stop making fun of them." Ian said, "You need friends."

Leon disagreed: "You don't dance, Father. Don't make another excuse of 'clergy shouldn't have fun'. This is the celebration dance of the Lord's Day. If I were a believer in the Lord, I would even dance Let's celebrate by tap dancing on the table."

For the first time, Ian showed a trace of embarrassment on his calm face: "I... am not very good at dancing."

"Ah?" Leon's eyes widened, "So, you still learned to dance? This is much better than I thought!"

"I'm not a person who is isolated from the world." Ian said, "On some important social occasions, having fun with the people is also a way to spread the Holy Light."

"This is interesting." Leon threw the half-eaten kebab in his hand and jumped up from the chair, "Come on, Father, I invite you to dance."

Ian was almost shocked: "You? Me? This is inappropriate!"

"Why?" Leon stood upright, with his left hand behind his back, and he stretched out his right hand towards Ian, in the most standard and elegant posture of a gentleman.

"I am an Alpha, and you are an Omega. Isn't it natural for an Alpha to ask an Omega to dance?"

"But……"

"Or do you dislike me as a child?"

"Of course not!" Ian had no choice but to hand over to Leon.

The blond boy raised a blinding smile, and dragged the priest who was still somewhat resistant into the dance floor.Although he was thin and not as tall as Ian, Alpha's physique and the muscles he had exercised all year round were full of strength, and Ian was secretly surprised.

As soon as the dance music was changed, it was replaced by a slow-tempo waltz.

Leon put one arm around the priest's waist, and held his somewhat stiff hand with the other.Compared to Ian's formality, the boy seemed more relaxed and more at ease.

"Just follow the beat, Father. Waltz is the simplest dance step, even monkeys can dance." Leon smiled, "You have to relax, dancing should be very happy. You see, Father Carol Well done."

Not far away, Carol was dancing with his arms around the Duchess.The bodies of the two fit together seamlessly, their dance steps were uniform, and their postures were like flowing clouds and flowing water.The Duchess's tent-like dress did not interfere with their steps in the slightest.

Carol winked at Ian as they passed by.

"You only have two feet moving in your whole body." Leon complained, feeling that the priest's waist in his arms seemed to be slenderer than he imagined.

"I've tried my best." Ian smiled wryly, "Don't touch it, it's very itchy!"

The tips of Leon's ears were a little red.

Under the snow-white pergola, crystal suspended lights float gently in mid-air, like clusters of bright fireflies.

Under the light, the young priest's fair and handsome face was carved like alabaster, and the broken light fell into the dark eyes, as if lighting up a galaxy.

As the two got so close, the faint scent of green grass on Ian's body that had been covered by the inhibitor wafted over again, soaking people's hearts.Leon couldn't help taking a deep breath.

"You smell very fragrant..."

"What?" Ian was concentrating on counting the dance steps.

"It's nothing." Leon said hurriedly, "I said you dance very well."

The nose sticks out...

Ian was taken aback: "Hahahahaha..."

"Shut up!" Leon said angrily, "I'm encouraging you."

This is the truth, and the nose retracted again.

"Thank you." Ian clapped his hand on the boy's shoulder gratefully, and a light suddenly lit up in his mind.

He asked casually: "You actually disdain Huadu Public School, don't you?"

"Yeah!" Leon said reflexively, "Isn't it because you keep nagging that this school is very good..."

The nose elongated again.

Leon: "..."

Ian laughed loudly: "Then you don't feel lonely at all, don't you want to make some friends?"

"certainly……"

The nose continues to elongate.

Ian laughed so hard that his steps were all messed up, and he even stepped on Leon's feet: "I bet you don't respect your father at all."

Leon learned his lesson this time, he gritted his teeth and closed his mouth, choosing to refuse to answer.

"I think you can win the gold medal in today's makeup competition, Leon! Your pocket money this time is really worth it." Ian laughed so hard that his whole body was trembling, his cheeks were rosy, and his handsome brows relaxed. Expand it.

"I hate this fake nose." Leon cursed in a low voice.

This is a complaint from the heart.The fake nose retracted and returned to its original shape.

"It's not fair," Leon said. "You should wear this nose and be questioned by me."

"It doesn't have to be like this at all." Ian said, "If I lie, the Holy Lord will punish me, it is far more serious than a long nose."

At the end of the dance music, the two separated and applauded with the guests.

When returning to the buffet table by the dance floor, Ian suddenly grabbed Leon who was heading straight for the grilled seafood, and said to a girl beside him: "Beautiful lady, this young master really wants to dance with you, I don't know Is it an honor?"

It was a girl of the same age as Leon, dressed as a white deer fairy, with chestnut curly hair fluffy like clouds, a pair of green eyes, and a very delicate appearance.

Yi An noticed that she had been secretly watching Leon a long time ago.

"Father!" Leon tugged on Ian's sleeve, whispering.

And the girl's eyes instantly brightened like stars, she smiled sweetly, and looked towards Leon: "I don't think I mind, Father."

Ian immediately pushed Leon slightly in front of the girl.

"You need friends." The priest whispered in the boy's ear, "At least start with someone who likes you."

Without waiting for Leon to respond, he walked away quickly.

Leon stood there in a daze, with a troubled look on his face.The girl has a good temper, and has always maintained a sweet and well-behaved smile.

"Okay." After an awkward silence, Leon finally stretched out his hand, "Can you?"

"Yes." The girl happily passed her hand over.

Ian left the lively crowd, politely declined the attendant who brought drinks, and prepared to find a cup of tea to quench his thirst.

"Father," a maid stopped Ian and bowed her head. "Bishop Carol has something to talk to you. Please wait for him in the small smoking room."