Norris is a guard in the palace. Today should have been an ordinary day for him.
As usual, he changed shifts with the guard at 2pm. Norris was guarding a small door on the first floor of the palace. The small door was close to the edge of the west garden. If the royal family suddenly wanted to leave the castle and go to the back mountain, this small door would be a good choice.
However, after Wade came to power, few people passed by this place.
Although there would be no passers-by, Norris still stood up straight. He was wearing a red uniform and would stand here until night. After that, another shift of guards would come to relieve him, and he would go on patrol. After finishing his work, he would drink a little wine in a corner of the palace belonging to the servants, and then go to sleep. This was his peaceful and simple day.
But today is unusual.
The second-floor corridor, which used to be quiet and empty, was now filled with faint sounds not far away. Those sounds seemed to be cut off as soon as they were uttered, as if someone had easily blocked their throats.
"Go... go find the butler!"
"Who on earth is this person..."
"Oh my God! Your face... I remember now, you are..."
Norris vaguely heard someone say this in the uneasy atmosphere, followed by a scream.
"I'm sorry, but I'll have to trouble you to stay here for a while longer."
A voice ended the man's exclamation. It was a very beautiful voice, like a clear mountain spring.
"The guards in an entire corridor have been knocked down... North, you stay here, I'll go find someone!" The assistant obviously heard the noise on the second floor. He hurriedly patted my shoulder and left.
Norris nodded. Among the same period, he had always been the best guard. It was the best choice for him to stay behind to cover the retreat.
Enemy attack? Assassin? Norris held up his decorative sword and stood guard at the door nervously. He stared at the corridor on the second floor, wondering what would come down from there.
Finally, he saw the person coming. When he saw the beautiful face under the long silver hair and the pair of smiling wine-red eyes, the sword in Norris's hand shook unconsciously.
In the twilight, the figure was as beautiful as an angel from a mural. She was wearing a long black coat, and her long hair was casually tied up with a ribbon and tied behind her head. Two strands of white hair that were not tied up hung down from her temples, gently brushing her delicate chin and white pointed ears.
That, that is... North suddenly remembered!
That was the "canary" he had caught a glimpse of in the garden, being pushed for a walk by the maids, Wade's.
But that time he only saw a vague human figure. This was the first time he saw his facial features clearly.
Yet it felt so... familiar.
Canary strolled leisurely, her posture almost elegant. She walked down the long staircase, and every step seemed like she was walking to a ball. When she reached the last step, she leaned her elbow on the carved handle, and her wine-red eyes glanced at the guards who hurried over in the distance. Then, she smiled and looked at Norris.
Norris had seen many beauties, but none of them was like the beauty in front of him, who seemed to have magic. He stared at the wine-red eyes in a daze, and felt as if his soul was about to be taken away by something spinning inside.
The beauty was so soft and fresh that it was hard to imagine that the person who had just knocked down an entire corridor of guards was actually just him.
No, not a human... not an orc either, no horns, not an elf either...
What exactly is
"I want to go for a stroll in the garden." The beauty said softly, "Can you make way for me?"
Norris then remembered his duty, raised his sword and said: "You..."
"It seems that we cannot."
The next moment, the sword in Norris's hand was knocked to the ground in an instant.
Norris's mind went blank. The beauty was so fast that he didn't even have a chance to resist. What shocked him even more was the weapon that the man used to knock his sword away.
—It was a gentleman’s cane that was casually pulled out from the statue next to it!
Wasn't she just a canary kept by the emperor? A canary that had to be pushed by a maid even to go to the garden
How could his body movements be so fast?! And his face...
A vague memory appeared in his mind.
The next second, the beauty flashed back behind him at an extremely fast speed and knocked him out with a knife.
At the moment before he fell into a coma, Norris finally remembered where this face came from!
“You… Holy Son…” His eyes were bloodshot, in disbelief.
"Yes." The man blew into his ear, "You know me too?"
The guard's body slowly fell down. Lucian whistled and pushed the door open with his cane.
Outside the door was the endless dusk, the garden, the corridor, and the small door he was going to reach. Hearing the sound of the guards running behind him, Lucian shook his head, raised the corners of his lips, and walked to the front.
"The second level is completed." said.
The third checkpoint was not so easy to deal with. They were the guards patrolling the West Garden. The news of Lucian's escape had not yet reached their ears, but the pursuit of the guards at the second gate was enough for them to understand the nature of the matter.
Lucian walked among them leisurely, forming seals very quickly, sealing their feet in an instant, and knocking them out with his cane. The fourth level was also easily cracked, and in front of him, the guards were almost vulnerable.
Lucian made many turns and finally got rid of all the pursuers. The small door was within reach, but there was no one guarding it. Just as his fingers were touching the door handle, he could sense someone arriving behind his ears.
Lucian turned around.
In the sunset, the orc guard Galvin stood behind him—and he was the only one standing there. He was wearing armor, holding a spear in his hand, breathing heavily, and his orange eyes were full of tension.
stared straight at Lucian, as if he wanted to nail 's figure to death in his eyes. Lucian then raised the corners of his lips and casually tucked a strand of fallen white hair behind his ear with his fingers.
“It’s you,” Lucian said. “Calvin—that’s your name, isn’t it?”
"I, I am the emperor's guard. I am here on the orders of the butler to catch the fugitive in the palace..."
Very nervous, Lucian thought.
“But are you really here to arrest me?” Lucian chuckled and pointed his finger. “Look, there’s no one behind you.”
"… "
The orc guard could be heard swallowing nervously, as if he had hit upon something.
"There should be at least two people on duty, but you came here alone. What did you do to that companion?"
"I… "
"I know you've been secretly watching me. I've known it since the day I came back." Lucian leaned close to his ear and whispered, "You're not here to arrest me 'on the emperor's orders'. You want to..."
"Meet me."
"… "
The orc guard was speechless, staring at Lucian in amazement, gritting his teeth, his body shaking - that was the ecstasy a fanatic would feel when he was blessed by God.
"... I know, the Emperor... No, Wade, I treat you like a toy! Yes, a toy!" His pupils were dilated, and he said with extreme excitement and anger, "I have no sincerity towards you. Every time I see you being treated like that, I... I have long wanted to save you, to save you from him and bring you to me."
"Believe me! I want to protect you! Believe me!" He suddenly became excited, "How dare those people do this to you... My God, the first time I saw you, I felt that you... The Son of God, who is so high and mighty, was framed by him and ended up like this. I really..."
"Hush."
Lucian said softly. The orc guard shuddered and stopped talking.
To him, every move of Lucian was filled with magic that was enough to control his soul.
"Now is not the time to talk about this. I need to escape quickly, escape..." He pursed his lips and looked towards the direction of Wade's bedroom with a little fear on his face. Of course, all of this was reflected in Calvin's eyes.
"I will help you!" He grabbed Lucian's hand and said sincerely, "You must believe me. I have a house. Although I usually live in the palace, it is just a place where all my belongings are kept. Few people know about this place, not even Wade. You can hide in it..."
—Of course I believe you. Orcs blinded by lust can do anything.
Of course Lucian knew that this orc just wanted to take him away from Vader's hands and become his property.
But he also knew that with the help of this orc, he could easily escape from the human territory and find a way to reach the orc grassland.
In the original novel, this orc was a minor nobleman who was exiled for committing a crime, and he knew the orcs very well. In his home, there was a precious orc token that he himself didn't know about - wearing it, a member of his tribe could also disguise himself as an orc.
What's more, keeping a is equivalent to keeping an eye on Wade.
Lucian smiled gently. He showed a somewhat flattered expression and politely declined a few words. The orcs' invitation became more urgent.
He wanted to prove to Lucian that he had the ability to protect him, and told him the address of the house. Finally, Lucian drooped his eyelashes, his face pale, and replied: "Okay, when I need you, I... I will find you."
Of course, he would go to this house, find the token that could disguise his identity, and temporarily use it as his safe house. He would be safe until Calvin could "eat" him as he wished.
"I think I heard footsteps... I have to go!" Lucian said, opening the small door. Before leaving, he turned back for the last time and smiled palely at Calvin, "Thank you."
After saying this, he hurriedly disappeared behind the small door and left the palace.
Night was about to fall. Lucian walked carefully in the woods, using his magic to conceal his breath. It was not a good choice to go to Calvin's house now - with his appearance, white hair and blood-red magic pattern on his forehead, he would be too conspicuous walking in the royal city.
Even if those people didn't recognize his former Son of God, his appearance, which was obviously from a foreign race, was suspicious enough. Add to that the prevalence of succubus slaves in the black market... If he wasn't careful, someone would recognize the ownership of his magic pattern and cause a stir.
Lucian knew a potion that could conceal one's appearance. After drinking that potion, he could temporarily disguise himself as another human with a pretty face. The ingredients for the potion were not difficult to find. He walked along the back of the mountain, pulling out the herbs he needed and holding them in his hands.
With the help of his magic power, Lucian was not tired. But somehow, the more he walked, the more panicked he felt. He felt as if something was beating in his body along his blood vessels, and his cheeks began to heat up slightly.
He gritted his teeth and decided to find a place to rest.
After passing the back mountain, there was a forest and a gurgling river. It was almost dark, and Lucian flicked his fingertips, using the ball of light to guide the way and walked to the other side of the river. He felt more and more uncomfortable, as if something was awakening, and his whole body felt sore and weak.
He kept retracing his current path in his mind to make sure he was not lost. He was going to an abandoned church deep in the woods. A few years ago, the clergyman had moved to another more prosperous church.
I have to find a safe place first, stay there for the first three days, make potions, and...
I felt my cheeks getting slightly hot.
Deal with your own body's abnormalities.
It was already dark when Lucian arrived at the dilapidated church. He pushed open the door and walked in carefully. At this moment, he felt the soreness even more severe.
There was no one inside the church, only dust and prayer benches covered with nets. Lucian felt very tired in his legs, and was about to cast a cleaning spell on the seat, put the herbs on the other side, and sit down to rest...
“Hmm!”
Suddenly, a hand reached out from the darkness and covered my mouth!
The man had something like a scar on his palm, but he was as strong as a rock. Lucian struggled and subconsciously wanted to throw a fireball at him.
Then, I heard the man's panting, uncertain voice: "Lu... Xian?"
Lucian was stunned.
"Lucian... It's really you! Lucian!"
Moonlight shone through the glass onto the faces of the two people. At that moment, Lucian saw the embarrassed but ecstatic face of the visitor.