A Chime Below the Throne [Interstellar]

Homan walked forward aimlessly, the silence suffocated him, the air overwhelmed him, and overwhelming despair lingered all around.

He doesn't even know where to go.

Just stumbling around like this.

As he lives.

He is arrogant, arrogant and ambitious to conquer the world.But it was ridiculous and absurd to be defeated so easily by a commoner.

The skin of the royal sentry that covered him was ripped off, and all that was left was a ridiculous and absurd effort.struggle.

Homan gritted his teeth fiercely, the barb sank into the flesh, and blood flowed down.He wants to become stronger!Is there something wrong?

But he couldn't even convince himself that a sentinel who couldn't beat the common people ascended to the throne...

Despair and pain intertwine into a sea of ​​absinthe, thick and bitter, heralding his ambition like a joke.

joke!joke! ! !

He is still that good-for-nothing who was ridiculed by others!It's still a clown who can't fool himself, struggling to coat himself with an extra layer of sugar!

He thought that the only thing he couldn't do was the royal family, but in fact, what he couldn't do was the whole world.

No matter how hard you try, no matter how you pay.You will never get one percent of what other Sentinels get.

Self-righteousness is within reach, but in fact it is still thousands of miles away.He never took a step.

Why?Why?

Homan fell into a closed world again.

He stood up from the ground and slammed his head into the towering tree in front of him, but he couldn't hear the sound until his head was bleeding and his legs seemed to be broken.The blood finally covered up the tears, and weakly announced to the world that he, Homan, was a strong man.

"Ah"

A pleasant and deep male voice suddenly sounded, as if it broke into his world unintentionally.

Homan raised his head and saw a person sitting on a tree against the light.

A man looked down at him playfully.

Platinum blond hair, so light that it is almost silver, with a handsome silhouette and a strong figure, leaning on a tree trunk.If he hadn't let out a mocking snort, this scene would even be mistaken for a painting.

The man lowered his head, his golden pupils were almost enchanting under the sunlight, and the light hair color reminded Huo Manman of the elegant curl of his mother's empress Wan behind her ears.

The eyebrows are like swords, the eye sockets are deep, the straight nose bridge divides the handsome outline, and the movement of the forehead makes him reveal a curved and elegant jaw, which inadvertently reveals a bit of childishness of a teenager. It can be seen that he must not be very old .

Seeing that Homan was staring at him blankly like a fool, the man curled up a mocking arc at the corner of his mouth, and slowly spit out the letter that only poisonous snakes have: "It's disgusting."

The wet blood stuck to Homan's eyelashes, blocking his vision, and fell to the ground drop by drop.

The man jumped down from the tree, blocking most of the light, and covered his head with a handkerchief he took out from nowhere.

Homan was surprised to find that the man standing in front of him was so tall, standing next to him was a head taller than him.With a slender figure and a broad chest, the overwhelming sense of oppression came one after another, almost stifling his panting.

However, such deterrent power actually comes from a guide!

That's right, this man is a guide!

And it's a guide for minors.The pheromone was too subtle, but Homan still caught it.

The man raised his eyebrows, looked into the distance, then glanced at him indifferently, turned and left.

His long hair is raised, his steps are steady, his muscles are stretched, and his powerful sense of strength can be seen in his movements, showing the master's hidden explosive power, without any weakness of the guide.Turning his head slightly, his eyelashes merged with the sun, and for a few seconds, Homan even mistakenly thought that maybe this was Apollo, the sun god.

The indifference and silence can't hide the blazing, and the beauty is astonishing.

Boom!

Homan felt that the strings in his brain were broken, and all his irrationality was spent on this day.

Eyes bloodshot and wide open, he wants to get him!This is his guide!

His Highness the Third Prince, who never believed in destiny, was over-secreted with adrenal hormones at this moment, and the surging attack rushed all the way to the top of his forehead. gone too.

However, when Homan returned to the dormitory, he didn't calm down the churning heart, and the madness that was about to move swelled in his chest, and the flashing image of the beautiful man in his mind kept playing repeatedly.

This strange impulse did not happen overnight, but from the shallow to the deep, intertwined with the previous bitter cognition, it inspired another kind of fanaticism.

He won't give up!Only strong enough, strong enough, that man...

The blood-soaked handkerchief was fiddled with in Homan's hands repeatedly, obsessively smelling the smell of his infection.I don't know what kind of silk it is made of, but the handkerchief is soft but straight, with delicate and weird patterns, and a capital "L?S" is embroidered on the corner.

Homan's stunned mind finally became clearer, so who is this platinum-blond man?

He doesn't know who he is at all, it doesn't matter, because he can't find someone?Not to mention his signature rare platinum hair color, and imposing temperament.It is an existence that stands out from the crowd.

The mood is like a roller coaster, falling to the bottom of the valley for a while, and flying into the sky for a while.

"Squeak-"

The door opened.Luca, the roommate that Homan hadn't seen in several lifetimes, was slightly surprised to see the prince sitting, but immediately realized and went about his own business.His companion animal, a gray wolf, came back after passing, squatting quietly in one position and taking a nap.

Homan, who was immersed in the "handkerchief", reflected, and quickly corrected his sitting posture.

The Phoenix Military Academy itself is a mandatory boarding school, but His Royal Highness always has some privileges. In addition, Homan has a special constitution and often falls ill, so he has been living in the accompanying palace outside the school, and occasionally stays at the school.

So Luka was quite shocked to see Homan.

Although they live in the same dormitory, they don't really have much contact with each other. The bedrooms are separated and they only share a living room.And because Luka is from the melee combat department, and his work and rest schedule is far different from that of Homan, so he didn't say much.

"Luca."

Luka held the razor in front of the mirror, and was startled by Homan's sudden call.

"Ah?" His Royal Highness is actually in the mood to talk to him today?

Homan's throat moved: "Do you know which guide our military academy has, whose name starts with L and whose surname starts with S?"

Luca can't do anything else, but he knows everything about the guide very well.Relying on being a popular melee type, I got to know several guides.

It's just that His Highness the Third Prince is actually interested in a guide one day?The sun rises in the west?

After all, the third prince Homan that Luka had heard about had always had the reputation of being a top student, keeping his ears to the outside world and only reading sage books.It is also quite rare to be interested in a guide.

So Luka, who has always had a good time, felt that this matter was a bit interesting: "L?S?"

Luca: "Leetitia? Skint; Laura? Sandyforth; Lena? Samuelson; Lee? Sander..."

Homan: "It's a man."

Luca: "Larch? Sandman; Laird? Sterry; Lance? Saul..."

Homan's face was expressionless: "Silver hair, pale as white, tall, long...beautiful."

Luka paused, with a weird expression on his face: "Wait, you...wouldn't yours be Schroeder...you went to provoke him?" This raised the passing grade at the end Decibels, piercing into Homan's ear sharply.

Homan's eyes fluctuated: "Ludwig? Schroeder?"

The son of the Grand Duke Rose? ! ? !

For various reasons, Homan miraculously deviated from Ludwig's growth path, and he is not someone who likes to join in the fun.They even stayed in the same military academy for so many years, and Homan has never met Ludwig so far.

This guy born in the same year, the same month, and the same day has always lived in rumors.

However, he really didn't expect that one day he would meet Ludwig in such a situation.

Luca stopped shaving, turned around and looked at Homan who was in deep thought: "Your Highness, I still suggest you, it's best not to provoke that guy."

"That guy, that guy, is simply a violent monster. He is beautiful, but roses have thorns! I have never seen such a guide who takes beating people for fun! If it weren't for pheromone, he was Everyone believes the sentry!"

Homan: "Beat someone..."

"He likes to fight so much, so he's an aggressive guide, right? His companion beast is a parrot who can only whine, it can't do anything except hum... just like that, it dominates our grades." Randall was fucked into the hospital, so fierce, if any sentinel puts out such a one in the future, his next life will be really miserable!"

Having said that, Luca's companion beast, the little gray wolf Sika, snorted a few times in agreement.

Homan: "I want to be his sentinel."

Luca: "...I wish you happiness."

"Boom!"

Just when the two were relatively silent, the door was knocked open again.

A black dragon that wasn't too big snorted in, staggered in and crashed into the soft and comfortable sofa, squinting at Homan, as if blaming him for his irregular movements.Juvenile Sentinels and companion beasts also have a certain degree of mutual perception ability, so even if they are freed, most companion beasts can find their owners by themselves.

"Wow!" Luca exclaimed.

"Is this your companion beast?"

During Homan's long study career, the identity of Homan's roommate has been rotated by no less than five because of his lengthy underage period.Luca lived in this dormitory for only one year, and he was transferred here because his roommate graduated. Naturally, he has never seen a dragon like Simon, who has never seen his head and tail.

Homan uttered a syllable of perfunctory affirmation.

"Cool!" Luca circled around Simon, tsk-tsk, "It's so powerful, why don't you come to melee when you go to Shengke..."

In the middle of speaking, he suddenly realized that Homan was there, and stopped talking immediately. When he turned around and saw that Homan didn't seem to respond, he walked away awkwardly.