hunting light

The young man's hands were wider and thicker than Ian remembered, the palms were warm, and the calluses on the fingertips were more obvious, like a thin layer of armor, protecting the flesh that should have been immature inside.

"Me too." Ian smiled, "I hope I didn't disturb your party."

"What are you talking about, Father!" Leon held Ian tightly, put his hand on his shoulder affectionately, and led him into the house.

The young man was also taller than a year ago, taller and more robust, his broad shoulders were like a fortress of copper and iron, and his Alpha breath was majestic and majestic, and he rushed towards the priest without any concealment.

Ianna's hand wearing the commandment ring was being held tightly by the young man.

"These are my classmates and friends." Leon introduced, "Everyone, this respected priest is my theological mentor, Father Mitchell."

The young people greeted Ian sparingly, not impolitely, but they were all half drunk, and their brains could no longer control their bodies well.Only Sang Xia warmly greeted Yi An, but did not come over.

"Please don't mind their impoliteness, Father." Leon kicked a friend away with a smile, and pulled Ian to the window, "When did you arrive in the imperial capital, I have no news at all."

"I just arrived today." Ian said, "I have been transferred to the imperial capital, and I am working as the secretary of the master in a monastery."

In fact, whether it was a job transfer or the itinerary to come to the imperial capital, Ian wrote it in the email and sent it to Leon.

But in the past six months, the number of correspondence between Leon and him has dropped sharply, and he can't contact him once in a month or two.Ian also checked the mail before coming to the Duke's mansion.The status of this letter is still "not yet".

"Sorry, I've been a little busy recently." The blond young man smiled, "The end of the term is here, and the final exam will be after the New Year's holiday. The homework in the military school is quite heavy..."

Seeing this scene full of singing, dancing, bridge and games, it is obviously not the content of the military school's exams.

Ian smiled: "I know. I didn't intend to disturb you, but since I'm here in the imperial capital, I want to pay a visit. I don't have an appointment this time..."

"Hey, why are you being polite to us?" Leon turned his head and yelled at the new butler standing in the corner of the hall, "Judith, you old bastard, when Father Mitchell comes over, he will inform us as soon as possible. Do you know? The priest has always been a distinguished guest in our family!"

"Of course, Master Leon." The new butler of the Duke's Mansion is a fat middle-aged man, possessing the calmness and composure unique to aristocratic butlers. He was reprimanded by the young master in public, and his expression remained unchanged.

"The new butler." Leon explained to Ian, "The family has changed a lot of people over the past year. There is no way, the people brought by Fryer are not suitable for the imperial capital, and there was a lot of trouble at the beginning. Less jokes."

"Your residence has indeed changed a lot." Ian also expressed his feelings, "Where did Steward Rhodes go?"

"He's retired," Leon said. "Don't worry, my father gave him a pretty good pension."

Ian was relieved.

"So, you will live in the imperial capital for a long time?" Leon asked.

"It should be." Ian said, "It will take a while to get used to Fort Glory. This is really a completely different city from Fryer."

"Leon!" Daniel called out from the poker table, "Come and give me a hand. Sangxia, damn it, you must have cheated!"

"You really blamed me, Marquis." Sangxia shuffled the cards slowly, and the cards were flipped under her hands as if they were alive, making people dazzled. "There are many people who are not as skilled as others, but more people will choose to reflect on their own abilities." deficiencies, rather than accusing others of cheating."

Daniel's pretty face turned pale with anger, and he turned his head to urge: "Leon, hurry up!"

"Go and take care of your friend." Ian whispered, trying to take his hand out of the young man's clenched palm, "It's getting late, and I should go back."

"Are you leaving now?" Leon grabbed him. "Stay for supper, Father. Martha is still here. You like her fried fish."

"Yes, Father." Sangxia said loudly while killing Daniel at the poker table, "We are all looking forward to hearing you talk about Fryer's recent situation at the dinner table."

Daniel's cards were defeated, and he couldn't help but pay attention to the hands of the two people who had never separated since the beginning, and the anger in his stomach boiled a pot of acid water, bubbling.

On one side was the darkening night outside the window, on the other side was the happy and enthusiastic handsome smiling face of the young man, Ian finally swallowed the polite refusal words that came to his lips.

But when it was time to sit down for dinner, Ian faintly regretted his irrational decision.

Twenty or so guests filled a long table.Leon was sitting in the host seat, while Ian was arranged in the middle of the dining table, separated from Leon by seven or eight guests.On both sides of him are complete strangers, young people who are talking and laughing to themselves.

The sumptuousness of the dinner was beyond Ian's expectations, and many ingredients were quite precious.And it's expensive.In the past at Fryer's duke's mansion, it was rarely enjoyed.It can be seen from the reaction of Leon and the guests that he is used to such extravagance.

While eating tender lamb chops, Leon was laughing loudly with his friends and discussing interesting things in school.

Ian listened for a while, and knew that they were all teammates of the same mecha team.Leon joined not long ago and was only a substitute.Playing this sport costs a lot of money, and the players will prepare their own advanced training mechs.Moreover, the damage rate of mechs in battle is quite high.

"Father Yi'an," Sangxia who was sitting on Leon's right hand said suddenly, "Is my father okay? Is he still so obsessed with raising hounds?"

Ian put down the knife and fork: "Yes, one of General Hughes' pet dog won the gold medal in the Fryer Hound Competition not long ago."

Daniel chuckled.

Sang Xia gave him a cold sideways glance, and said to Ian, "You must be a little uncomfortable coming from Fryer and going directly from spring to winter."

"Yeah." Ian smiled slightly, "I haven't experienced such a cold winter for many years. It never snows in Fryer."

"If I have a chance in the future, I would also like to visit Fryer." Daniel smiled charmingly at Leon, with a very low and charming voice, "The place where you were born and grew up must be very beautiful."

"It's a place suitable for vacation and leisure, if you like the countryside." Leon didn't take it seriously, "Father, did you come to the imperial capital alone?"

"Yes." Ian put down the knife and fork again, "Mrs. Cameron is getting old, and I don't need anyone to serve me in my current position. I am now..."

"You should try this sweet orange beef stew." Leon turned his head and recommended the chef's famous dish to Daniel.

Daniel immediately picked up the conversation, and he and Leon chatted endlessly about the skills of the cooks in their respective homes.

"Then where do you live now, Father?" Sang Xia's clear and melodious female voice overwhelmed Daniel's chatter.

Ian had to put down his knife and fork again: "I am currently serving in the San Miro Monastery in Area 96..."

As soon as the word Area 96 was uttered, there was a moment of silence at the dining table.It was as if the stern teacher had finally silenced the stubborn students in the room through intimidation.

"Oh my God."

"I heard that right, it's Area 96?"

"There are still 96 districts in our imperial capital?"

Leon lowered his head and cut the beef without saying a word.

"It's a bit far away from here." Sang Xia said with difficulty, "Will your job be very hard?"

"It's no different from my past work." Ian said calmly, "Bringing the glory of the Holy Lord to people has always been my job. In fact, the more suffering the place is, the more valuable I can be."

Daniel turned to Leon and said, "Now I know how your upright character was educated, Leon. With such a noble theological teacher, of course you will become a noble gentleman."

Leon sipped his red wine, smiled without saying a word, his ice blue eyes were as deep as an abyss under the crystal lamp.

By the time dinner was over, it was already nine o'clock in the evening.Ian resolutely declined the invitation for coffee after dinner, and set off to return to the monastery.

The young people didn't feel tired at all, and turned on the stereos and game consoles. It seemed that the party would last all night.

"Please pay attention to safety on the road, Father." Leon politely sent Ian to the door and held his hand, "Father and Uncle Raphael have gone hunting in the mountains. When he comes back, I will tell He came to visit you."

The priest's hand became colder and colder in the burning palm of the young man.

"Leon, we need you!" Daniel shouted from inside.

"Treat your guests well." Ian nodded, "Then, goodbye."

He raised the collar of his cloak and stepped into the cold wind outside.

Ian took the empty rail, passed through most of the imperial capital, and returned to the San Milo Monastery.

The imperial capital at night is completely different from that in the daytime. Thousands of colors bloom together and the lights are bright, just like a huge, fantastic and gorgeous underwater city-state.

Billboards, holographic screens, outlines of buildings, lights from windows, scattered like stars from the heights to the abyss.The track of the intercity air rail is also lit with lavender light at night, like a complex spider web running through the city.Private suspension vehicles and flying shuttles are like a tail of deep-sea fluorescent fish, swimming leisurely from above.

The night covered the scars and dirty corners of the city, leaving only the radiant beauty.And it's really not easy to walk around in such a huge deep-sea city-state without getting lost.

It was already eleven o'clock at night when we arrived at San Miro Abbey Station.But District 96 is very lively.

People had just returned home after a tiring day at work in other suburbs.Every house is brightly lit, full of voices, and there are a lot of wine, casinos and brothels along the street.

The thief wandered among the crowd, taking advantage of the client and Liuying to bargain for the price, and snatched his bracelet.The drunk man collapsed in the alley where the sewage was flowing, while Liu Ying, who had taken the guests, took the guests and started to do things aside.

When Ian thought that Area 96 was bad enough in the daytime, now he realized that he was naive.

This is a city that belongs to the dark night. It is sleeping during the day, and it wakes up at night, lifting up the skirt to show its plump and primitive body.

Ian also discovered the benefits of the cloak at this time.When the hat is on, he can blend in with the darkness and walk quietly through the streets without attracting attention.

Not long after thinking this way, Ian planned to take it back: he found out that he was being followed.

With a distance of about ten meters, the two men followed Ian and walked half the street.And when Ian turned the corner of the street, he found that there were two more men outflanking him in front of him.

Ian stopped, and pulled out the golden rice cross under the cloak.Although he knew that this might not have much deterrent effect on the other party.

"That's him, that Omega priest?"

Sure enough, the opponent didn't choose him randomly, but came prepared.

"It's him." The voice sounded familiar.Yian randomly remembered that it was the yellow man who sold points that he met during the day.

"This is really a big gift package from the Lord to our buddies!" A man rubbed his hands excitedly, "Such a young and beautiful Omega can be sold for 50 pounds. Even 80, if he is a virgin."

"The priest said he should be a virgin."

"It's hard to say. The monks in the monastery are all frequent visitors to Madam Lilith..."

"Don't talk nonsense!" Huang Banya shouted in a low voice, "Move quickly. Don't disturb other people. That guy Adway is always elusive."

"My people saw him enter Randy's room, I'm afraid they won't be able to finish it in two hours..."

The men narrowed the encirclement and forced them towards Ian.

"I urge you all to think twice before acting!" Ian couldn't help stepping back, and said sharply, "I am a clergyman who has been blessed by the Holy Light. Severe punishment!"

"Come on, Father." Huang Banya smiled, "Our Qian'er here has not been illuminated by the Holy Light for 800 years. Your god's power can't reach this far, and it can't protect you."

The men laughed, and Ian was forced back to the corner in a blink of an eye.

Yi'an's body tensed up, his adrenaline was crazily secreted, and he clung tightly to the rice cross frame in front of his chest.

When the nearest man reached out to grab his arm, Ian raised his hand and ruthlessly poked the sharp end of the cross toward his eyes.

The other party quickly dodged away and grinned.

In the next second, a huge black shadow passed by, and the man disappeared from the spot!

There was a sound of a heavy object not far away, and something snapped.

After a while, the dark street corner returned to silence.

The remaining three men looked at each other, unable to figure out what happened for a moment.

Ian looked down.

The grip on the arm felt real, because a severed arm was still holding him, blood spurting from the smooth port.

Ian shook off the severed arm in panic, and backed away again and again.

A great panic engulfed him.All three men gasped.

"who is it?"

"Who's where?"

"Come out! You bastard—"

The black shadow hit like a whirlwind, engulfing the man who cursed.The sternum was broken under the heavy hammer, and the man screamed and flew out, hitting the trash can, leaving a human-shaped dent.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the remaining two men turned their heads and ran away.

The black shadow flashed and rushed towards one of them at an incredible speed.The man only had time to let out a muffled groan before he was grabbed by his head and pushed into the brick wall, embedded in it without knowing his life or death.

Huang Banya rolled and crawled, and got into the bed sheet curtain in the alley.

The black figure didn't seem to be chasing after him, and there were only TVs and human voices in the residential houses on both sides of the alley, which seemed very peaceful.

Huang Banya breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to wipe his sweat away when a steel rope fell from the sky and wrapped around his head.

Ian watched helplessly as the black figure dragged Huang Banya out of the alley like fishing. With a flick of the long rope, Huang Banya let out a long scream in the air, and fell into the garbage dump with a bang, without a sound. .

A black shadow descended from the sky, and landed in the middle of the street with a bang, his feet made two cracked footprints on the ground.

A row of empty tracks roared past above the street, and the lights in the carriages fell, allowing Ian to finally see the other party clearly.

It was a person wearing light armor. The surface of the mecha was painted with non-reflective black paint, allowing him to perfectly hide in the darkness.

The mecha took two steps towards Ian, the figure flashed like a frame missing, and the person was already approaching Ian.

Ian backed away in horror, stepped on the garbage, and fell backwards.

The other party stretched out his hand suddenly.

The steel armor glove quickly shrank and faded in midair, revealing a slender and steady hand, grabbing the priest's arm, and pulling his weightless body back.

Ian rushed forward following the inertia.The light armor fell off in a blink of an eye, and he fell on a solid and warm chest.

The big hands clasped the back of his head, and his arms firmly wrapped around his lower back.The blond young man bowed and pressed Ian tightly into his arms until there was no gap between the two bodies.

There was a bang in Ian's head, except for the strong heartbeat, there was no other sound.

Another empty rail train passed by above, and the flashing colored lights fell together with the breeze, illuminating the dark street corner with colorful lights, like a silent stage.

Ian raised his trembling hands and hugged the young man's waist.

"Lai..."

Words choked.

"It's me." Leon tightened his arms, hugged Ian tightly like he was climbing on driftwood, buried his head in the neck that exudes the fragrance of green grass, and took a deep breath like a person who finally surfaced .

"You are here..." the young man said hoarsely, "You have finally come to my side again, Ian."