hunting light

In a trance for a moment, Ian felt that he had heard wrong.

However, Leon immediately added: "Liar!"

Ian returned to reality, clammy and in pain, a blood vessel deep in his brain was so painful that it seemed to be bursting.

The blond boy in front of him seemed to have returned to more than two months ago at this moment, indifferent, full of hostility, and more intense anger and contempt than before.

Those who spent a lot of energy and time in Ian finally unblocked, the joy, ease, warmth that belonged to children, and the friendship and attachment that were finally cultivated, were swallowed by this monster with ice thorns all over its body.

Facing those icy eyes, Ian's pain all over his body was filled with a chill.

"I was discussing something with your father just now." Ian immediately defended, "Then something happened..."

"I'm not a little kid who doesn't know anything, Father." Leon interrupted him indifferently, "It's your freedom to have fun as adults, isn't it? Anyway, you are not the first person my father has ever found. A priestly lover."

Ian was annoyed and deeply ashamed, not only thankful that all the guests had run away.Otherwise, after hearing this conversation, he will have no reputation at all in the future.

"No, Leon, you're mistaken. We're really talking about business..."

"Yes, yes!" the boy growled without warning, and blurted out, furiously, "I don't care what you are talking about! I only know that you lied to me, Father. Everything you told me before is Are you kidding me? Or are you trying to get close to my father through me?"

"Of course not..." Ian said loudly.

"All of this is your routine, isn't it?" Leon didn't give the other party a chance to defend himself.

His face was flushed, his whole body was trembling abnormally, and his breath became short and rapid.His hands were clenched into fists and raised in front of him, in a defensive posture, but also as if he was about to attack at any time.

This is actually the reaction of an Alpha being stimulated by another more powerful and threatening Alpha pheromone.The aura left by the Duke became a formless monster, which made the son feel fear subconsciously, and deeply inspired the child's instinctive stubbornness and resistance.

Leon shouted hysterically: "What dedicates body and soul to the Holy Lord? What priesthood is inviolable? What a preceptor who guards his body like a jade-where is your ring, priest?"

Ian was taken aback.

I don't know where the ring was thrown into.Even if he finds it back, Ian definitely won't dare to put it on again.

"I didn't lie to you, Leon!" Yi'an stared intently into Leon's eyes, facing his anger. "I'm telling the truth. I've never used you. You can ask your father for proof..."

Leon was already immersed in his chaotic and restless thoughts.His bloodshot face was even a little purple, his eyes were bloodshot, his lips were parted, a pair of canine teeth were sharp, and a weird laugh came out of his throat.

"When you show the ring to me, you have a noble and holy face, and when you take off the ring to my father, it is very happy. Save your fingers to wear the ring my father gave you? He will give it to every lover he is satisfied with. To make a gemstone ring..."

"Enough, Leon!" Ian shouted, finally showing displeasure, "My father and I have no selfishness! And you are very wrong. Did you drink at the ball? No, you..."

Ian observed Leon carefully: "Do you feel uncomfortable? Leon, you are shaking all over!"

"There's nothing wrong with me." The boy jumped into a rage and yelled at Ian, completely losing his mind, "You liar! You bitch—"

"Stay here and don't move!" Ian shouted, already having a vague guess in his heart, "I'm going to find Dr. Marvin. You are a bit like..."

He walked past Leon and ran towards the atrium, trying to find the family doctor in the Duke's mansion.

"I'm not finished yet!" Leon roared, stepping on the priest's robe.

Ian was caught off guard and fell to the corridor floor.The shoulder, whose joints had just been reset, hit the ground heavily, sending out a piercing pain.

Leon stood expressionlessly, overlooking the priest who fell to the ground with a disbelieving expression on his face.Those ice-blue eyes reflected the cold light of inorganic matter.

"I know you only think of me as an ignorant child, and you don't look down on me at all." The boy's voice was low, like a hurt cub roaring threateningly at the enemy.

"I do not……"

"I swear, I will grow. I will become the most powerful and noble person in this world." He stared at Ian's pale face, "I will make you look up to me. I will make you cry Beg me. I will let you remember my name forever and worship my glory!"

Ian's lips trembled, and he couldn't say a word for a while.

But Leon retracted his feet and ran away without looking back.

***

The fire alarm put an end to what was supposed to be an all-night dance at the Parthenon.

The Duke of Oran had no intention of having fun, so he logically took this reason and sent the guests who were still in fear or still unsatisfied, to the suspension car leaving the Parthenon.

Cars one after another formed a flowing river of stars in the night, and took the lights away from Parthenon one by one.

Bishop Carroll dutifully comforted the ladies who were frightened by the alarm, deliberately avoided the Duke of Oran, and returned to his car.

"Parry, go back." Carol couldn't wait to unbutton the collar of his robe, revealing his sweaty neck.

"Another good evening wasted," Carol muttered under his breath. "The wine was good, but the cold cuts were terrible. And the fishing was nothing..."

"It seems that you didn't have a good time tonight, Brother Carol." The driver's seat was turned around, and Ian's pale and cold face was carved like jade porcelain under the blue light inside the car.

Carol stopped wiping his sweaty hands, looked up at the uninvited guest, his face froze for a moment.

"Alcohol really made my nose malfunction, and I didn't smell this mellow breath."

Ian's face was as cool as water. He had already taken off his torn robe and was wearing a white shirt and trousers.The priest's back was straight, his hands were clasped on his lap, but his legs were crossed—this was a posture he would never have done before, and he thought he was not dignified and stable.

"Surprised to see me, Bishop?" Ian asked calmly. "Seeing me sitting still intact? Seeing me showing up in your car uninvited? Or, seeing that I didn't Broken precepts, not marked?"

The corner of Carol's mouth twitched slightly: "Are you blaming me? You procrastinated and couldn't complete your mission. Now that the situation is so urgent, I don't have time to wait for you. You know, your failure, It will be counted on my head."

"So," said Ian, "you tampered with my ring while I was staying in your mansion for two days, and you set up a trap in the Parthenon Manor with the audacity. The Duchess did not miss your help Bar?"

"She doesn't know." Carol smiled. "She's just a silly woman who uses cheating to fight a boring marriage. I don't trust her. We have other helpers in the Duke's mansion."

"It's 'you', not 'us'." Ian corrected coldly, "Then, without any guilt, you sent me to the Duke of Oran to commit violence..."

"It seems that you have suffered a lot." Carol frowned and expressed apology, "You shouldn't resist, Ian. The Duke may seem rough, but I heard that he is a very good lover in bed .and estrus bonding is ecstasy. You're missing out on an opportunity to experience it."

"I'd better return this experience coupon to you, Bishop." Ian sneered, "I said earlier that I would use my own method to gain the Duke's trust. I have never asked you for help!"

"And time is too late for you!" Carol roared suddenly, "The pope who showed up in the square on the day he dispatched his troops is already a substitute. Francis VII's brain decays at the same rate as fruit mold, and his organs are premature." It has been scrapped, and the whole set has been replaced with life-supporting mechanical organs. He may die at any time, Ian! And the crown prince still has not clearly expressed his support for Ronning or Xiali! Therefore, we want the Duke of Oran! And now, you Fucking this up again just to preserve your ridiculous chastity!"

Carol threw the robe he took off on the ground with all his strength, angrily: "You have been brought up too pedantic, I have always told the Archbishop this way, but he has always favored you. Anyway, you will never get married and have children in your life, let the Duke So what about the last time?"

He took a step forward, grabbed Ian's shoulders, and shook vigorously: "The Holy Lord will understand your difficulties in dedicating yourself to peace. This suffering is exactly your practice! How can we let that war fanatic Lang Ning wear the Pope's clothes?" The crown? He will bring the world back into a period of war!"

"Did you listen to what you said, Bishop?" Ian laughed sharply. "It's a pity that you are an Alpha and can't dedicate yourself to a great cause. Maybe you can really try it? After all, the Duke is a 'pretty good lover' ...And this practice will definitely enhance your understanding of the Holy Light, enrich your file, and allow you to wear the red robe of the archbishop as soon as possible."

Carol laughed loudly: "Oh, Ian, would a white dove in the Holy Light say such a thing? I obviously pissed you off completely. You don't understand the painstaking efforts of the Archbishop at all. Wait until I tell you about it. He, he will definitely repay you well. As long as he becomes the pope, we don't have to stay in this poor place, we can go back to Xilin. At that time, I will be the cardinal, and you will be his cardinal secretary. Everything you want There will be, you can even finally meet the Holy Master..."

Ian stretched out his hand suddenly and pushed Carol away.

Carol didn't resist, and fell to the floor with his strength.

Yi An got up and looked down at his senior brother condescendingly.

"Never, never do this again, Brother Carol!" His face was expressionless, even his delicate eyebrows and eyes were gentle, but his tone was as cold as thorns, "In this world, there is no one, anyone Things that can manipulate my soul and body. I will only dedicate everything to my beliefs, and burn myself for the people I love."

He lifted his foot over Carol's lap and put his hand on the door key.

"So, have we got him?"

Ian glanced back sideways.

Carol sat on the floor and smiled nonchalantly: "After all, you didn't let him succeed, so something must have happened, didn't you?"

Ian said indifferently: "You can go and tell the Archbishop that he got the Duke of Oran's vote."

Carol whistled in ecstasy: "Nice job, my little white dove! I wonder what method you used?"

"You will know." Ian walked away quickly.

The author has something to say: Notice that what Ian and the Duke said is different from what he and Carol discussed?