hunting light

This is a very handsome man, an Alpha, about forty years old, wearing a priest's daily black robe, a purple belt, and a long cloak.

This kind of cloak uniformly distributed by the Holy See looks simple, but the lining is the fur of the finest Tate star lemur, which is expensive.Ian also has a cloak of the same style, which is in the box, but he only wears it on very important occasions.

Obviously, the ethos of the imperial capital is completely different from other places.

The priest's skin is a rare honey color, with black hair and black eyes, black and thick eyebrows and thick eyelashes, a high nose bridge, full lips, and a square chin that looks extremely noble.

He must have been of very pure Byzantine blood.Ian thought to himself.

Although his appearance is thick enough to be described as glamorous, but Father Adway's temperament is unusually upright and reserved, and his lofty airs are far above Ian's head.

"Follow me." Father Adway nodded indifferently and gracefully, then turned and walked forward, "The Monastery of San Miro is right next to the square in front."

Ian was stunned for a moment, and followed with his luggage: "Adway...Father, is it? Sorry, I didn't know that the monastery sent someone to pick me up..."

Adwei smiled veiled, and glanced back with unquestionable sarcasm: "We just met by chance, Father Mitchell. After all, I heard someone clamoring that Omega was about to be raped. As a priest, I couldn't ignore it. I am the Holy Spirit The head of the Miro Monastery, I admitted you as the secretary. You look younger than the information, are you really 27 years old?"

"I'm going to be 28 soon." Ian said, following closely behind Father Adway.

Father Adway was tall and strong, with an elegant gait and striding strides. His cloak was flying like an eagle patrolling his territory.

Instead of taking the main road, he took a shortcut through the alley.The alleys of these houses are narrow like sheep intestines, the terrain is intricate, and there are sewage and garbage everywhere.Ragged children and dogs are scavenging through the rubbish.

Bed sheets and clothes were hung between the buildings, like heavy curtains.Adwei couldn't stop lifting the sheets and sneaking in. If Ian took a slow step, it would be easy to lose his figure.

"Here!" Adway reminded patiently.

"I'm really sorry." Ian hurriedly followed, "That... thank you very much for accepting me."

"A high-achieving student from Xilin Theological Seminary surrendered his status to apply for the secretary of the master of a small monastery. Why should I miss such a great bargain?" Advi said very frankly, even though the tone of his gorgeous voice was full of sarcasm. People can't help but listen.

Advi stopped suddenly.Ian nearly bumped into his back.

Immediately afterwards, a basin of sewage fell from the sky, hit the ground with a bang, and splashed in all directions.Even with the tall Father Adway blocking him, Ian still splashed a few drops on his face.

Advi said to Ian: "I think this place must be quite different from what you imagined before you came here."

"I know that the environment in Area 96 is relatively bad." Ian said, "And in such an area, the people here are more eager for the shining of the Holy Light and need our guidance..."

"Only my poor place has the remaining places." Adway mocked unceremoniously, "I have read your information, Father Mitchell. You have really worked hard to come to the Imperial Capital. I am not Accusing you, after all, who doesn't want to go to the big city? The name Fryer sounds boring..."

"Flair is a very beautiful and rich planet." Ian had to justify the Duke of Oran's name.

"So what?" Adwei hummed a gorgeous voice in his nasal cavity, "Didn't you still come to the imperial capital? Even if the position is downgraded, the subsidy you get is only one-fifth of what it used to be. Priests like you in the monastery are not At least, they all came to the imperial capital in the name of training and wanted to wait for a vacancy. But you are different from them. Are you falling out of favor with your mentor, Archbishop Xiali?"

Ian didn't want to talk about it.

But it is true that Carol and Archbishop Xiali were very unhappy because he declined the position of the Atlanta Federation and wanted to come to the imperial capital instead.Although Archbishop Xiali understood that Ian's move was to follow the Duke of Oran, he didn't like him making his own decisions.

Ian could even feel that Archbishop Xiali deliberately made things difficult for him in his transfer, just to teach this little apprentice a little lesson, to let him know how to be humble and respectful to his teacher, and not to be self-righteous.

"I hope you are mentally prepared, Father Mitchell." Adway said with a pun, "People here grow up in places where there is no light all year round. Not only do they not yearn for the light, but they are a little afraid of light."

He led Ian directly through the courtyard of a private house.The warblers hiding in the corridor to keep warm saw them and rushed forward.

"What brought you here, Father Adway?"

"Where's Randy?" Adway expressionlessly pushed away a wandering warbler who was approaching.

"He's picking up the guests in Room 4." The Liuying laughed frivolously.It was only then that Ian noticed that it was a boy dressed as a woman, and he was not very old.

Adway led Ian through the courtyard.As he passed a window, he raised his hand and knocked on the glass.

The window opened, and the uneven cries of two men poured out, accompanied by unpleasant words.

Ian immediately turned his face away, and grabbed the rice cross frame on his chest.This move of his caused the wandering warblers to laugh again.

"Father?" A flushed, sweaty face poked out from the window, holding on to the window sill, and his body kept moving forward.

Adwei didn't change his face, and handed in a small package: "Remember to take it on time."

"Yes." The man smiled out of breath, "When will you visit my bedroom, my handsome priest?"

Adwei didn't answer, and greeted Ian with a cold face that bullied Shuang Aoxue: "Let's go, don't dawdle."

Who is dawdling?

Ian almost went crazy.

"Ah—" Behind them, the man suddenly yelled, and Ian almost fell out of the suitcase in fright.

"Oh baby you're awesome! You're awesome—"

Ian was sweating embarrassingly in the cold weather, and quickened his pace amidst the laughter of the warblers behind him.

"You will get used to it." Father Adway said indifferently, "This is the normal life in the downtown area, and it is also the people you will be in contact with in your work in the future. Ah, here we are."

They walked through a small alley and came to a small fountain square. The old building with only four floors on the opposite side was the Abbey of San Milo.

This ancient monastery has a history of nearly 2000 years, and the building itself is a second-class protected cultural relic in the imperial capital.With the expansion of the city, the green water and green hills around the monastery have been replaced by pigeon cage-like slums, and the blue sky is divided by criss-crossing empty tracks overhead.

The only constant is the "White Pagoda" standing as high as a snow mountain in the far distance.That is a tall tower built in the capital of every religious country to accept the will of the Holy Lord and spread the light to all directions.Therefore, the gates of all the churches and monasteries in the imperial capital are all built in the direction of the White Tower.

The surrounding environment has changed, but the monks of San Milo have not moved to a quiet place.They continued to practice in this dark corner of the filth, and made money in their own way. When they were born, they merged with the world without any violation.

The entire imperial capital is divided into more than 100 administrative districts.From District 1 down, the royal family, the powerful, the rich, and the middle class live in order.From the 73rd area onwards, ordinary civilians and the poor at the bottom live together, enduring the dirty environment and the law and order that is in name only.

District 96 is already the lowest district in the imperial capital, just by listening to this district, one can imagine its environment.

Father Adway disappeared as soon as he arrived at the monastery.Ian was taken to his dormitory by an old monk in charge of general affairs.

This small dormitory is also completely incomparable with Ian's priest's dormitory in Fryer.There is only room for turning around after placing furniture in the room, and the single bed is not much bigger than a coffin.But Ian knew that this monastery was also a rare clean and warm place within a few miles.

Ian sat on the bed, looking through the window at the dark forest-like slums opposite.

The crisp birdsong caught Ian's attention.

In the atrium outside the corridor, two biwing chickadees with red bills and long tails are looking for food in the snow.This kind of tit has two pairs of wings, and it flies gracefully. It is a unique creature of Gloristar.

The birds of the imperial capital...

Ian looked up at the sky, but only saw a speeding skytrain and a spider-like floating channel.

Where Leon is, the sky should be clean and tidy, not so fragmented.

While having lunch in the cafeteria, Ian's arrival attracted the attention of many monks.Especially when the monks knew that he had served as a teacher in the territory of the Duke of Oran, the topic immediately heated up.

Facts have proved that monks are as enthusiastic about secular gossip as the Omega wives in the salon.

"The Duke of Oran has been a very popular name in the imperial capital in the past year. Their family is the favorite of the tabloids."

"Is it true about the Duke and the Crown Prince?"

"I don't think it's far from ten. It's said that Prince Raphael sent all his lovers away for the sake of the Duke. Everyone laughed and said that the Duke deserved to be the Alpha who almost became the emperor, so he could be easily satisfied. The Crown Prince is an Omega as deep as the ocean..."

"They're cousins!"

"This kind of thing is too common in the royal family and nobles. As long as it doesn't produce children, it's no big deal. His son also inherited his flair and is in the tabloids all day long."

"Sorry to bother you," Ian asked calmly, "You mean the eldest son of the Duke of Oran, Master Leonard?"

"That's right." The monk said, "This is a news machine, and he is the most famous member of the imperial capital's dandies. A while ago, he was impeached because he caused a traffic jam due to a mech race with his companions. But The emperor favored this grandnephew very much, and even paid the fine for him."

"I heard that the duke intends to let the eldest son marry a noble Omega so that he can 'marry into a rich family'. Every now and then, the tabloids will report that this young master is dating some famous lady or son."

"This kid is beautiful, and he is favored by the royal family. He was almost suspended from school because he contradicted the instructor of the military academy, and the royal family interceded."

"I know what kind of mecha club those kids have set up and what kind of league they play in, so they don't pay attention to the military school training."

"I heard that the upper class actually laughed at this family behind their backs for being unbearable and spending money like water. I heard that they have only been in the imperial capital for a year, and they are already in debt."

"I know this too. Didn't you say that the Duke of Oran is the most expensive cowherd in the entire empire? Because the crown prince has been paying his debts..."

Ian quietly left the cafeteria amidst the excited discussions of the monks.

He went back to the dormitory and changed into a clean robe. After thinking about it, he took out the expensive lemur skin cloak and put it on.

"Going out?" Father Adway walked into the dormitory building and ran into Ian who was going down the stairs.

"Yes," said Ian, "to visit a friend."

Adway's eyes swept over the cloak on Ian, and a meaningful smile appeared on his handsome face: "Now, I think you will adapt to life here again, Father Mitchell."

Ian's slender eyebrows raised slightly, and he could roughly understand the meaning of his words.

"I wish you a happy meeting." Father Adway said coldly in his gorgeous baritone voice, "There is no gate control in the monastery, but you'd better come back early. Do you know the virgin forest at night?"

"Feel sorry?"

"Area 96 at night is not too far from the primeval forest. Although you have a robe and a holy light stand, you are still a fragrant, white and tender Omega. If you lose your virginity on the first day you come to the imperial capital, I will Reports can be very difficult to write."

Because of Adwei's words, Ian's face was still stiff until he sat in the empty rail car.

Prince Georgia Avenue, located in the 3rd district of the upper city of the imperial capital.

Stepping here, Ian finally had the feeling of returning to the Holy See of Xilin.

The spacious and well-organized avenue is home to gorgeous private villas and small palaces.The trees in the waterway are tall and dense, the sky is clear, and the snow has been swept clean.

Two pairs of security machines patrol the streets, monitoring security.Ian's status as a priest allowed him to move freely in this area.But if it is an ordinary civilian, if you don't have a pass, you will be deported.

Ian rang the doorbell of Petit Chately Palace.

A strange male servant opened the door, and before Ian could speak, he raised his bracelet: "Please show your donation code."

"No, I'm not here to collect donations." Ian said, "I'm Father Ian Mitchell, and I'm here to visit the Duke of Oran."

"The Duke is not in the imperial capital." The servant looked at Ian indifferently, "You don't have an appointment, do you?"

Ian had visited the Duke of Oran's mansion countless times, but this was the first time he was told to make an appointment first.

Ian stood outside the door awkwardly: "Then, is Master Leon at home?"

"He's here." The male servant still blocked the door without giving an inch, "But you didn't..."

"I know I don't have an appointment." Ian said decisively, "but I am Master Leon's theology teacher and an old friend of the Duke's family. I believe that Master Leon can find time to meet me. Or you can ask Butler Rhodes .”

"Butler Rhodes is no longer here." The servant opened his mouth to say a news that shocked Ian.But he also gave in at the same time, "Then please come in, Father. You can wait in the hall."

In the past, the priest who was always invited to the study or the lounge immediately after a visit, now had to sit alone in the chair in the hallway, like an unwelcome guest.

The servant left Ian, pushed open the gorgeous door, and walked into a hall filled with singing and laughter.

Between the opening and closing of the door, a light and beautiful piano sound floated out.What followed was the wanton laughter of boys and girls, as well as a beautiful singing voice of a baritone.

Ian looked into the hall, trying to see who was playing the piano.However, the door quickly closed, blocking his view.

The footman passed through the bustling guests and walked towards the young man who was playing the piano.

"Don't disturb Master Leon!" The new butler stopped the servant and gave him a hard look, "Didn't you see that he was accompaniment to the Marquis?"

In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows in the hall, in front of a brand-new reclining piano, a blond young man is playing music.A handsome young man with brown hair was leaning on the piano while singing a lyrical aria to the music.

The valet whispered something in the butler's ear.

"Let him wait." The butler said bluntly, "I will find a chance to talk to Master Leon later."

The footman was sent away.

The blond youth didn't notice this episode, and continued to play the tune casually.

When the brunette sang "My Beautiful Boy, My Sunshine", he put his hands on his chin and gave him a loving look.

Leon caught up with the singer's beat and smiled at him. His handsome face was like a lover who had been kissed by God, and his blue ice-like eyes were cold.