"So, is that it?" Cyril sat in his chair, one hand on his head, his eyes dark.

Banser stood next to Cyril with an impatient look on his face, but he didn't say anything.

If the embarrassment of royalty and the church were so easy to resolve, it would not be Cyril's turn to solve it.

"I sincerely hope that the Holy Son will help Princess Delia. Akasha bowed her head, pleadingly.

"Duke Akasha, you should know that this kind of thing ......" Ban Se really couldn't help it, this kind of thing was too involved, and if he didn't do it, he would cause a lot of trouble for himself.

How could Akasha not know the key to this, but she just understood, so she would choose this way.

"I know, I know ......"

Know you still do!

Banser was in a hurry, and what he hated most was this kind of person who caused trouble to others because of his own affairs.

Everyone is responsible for themselves, for the trouble they have caused, not for being pitiful and cheeky and asking others to pay for your mistakes.

Even if he paid for it, it wouldn't be his turn for Lord Cyril.

Banser's maintenance of Cyril is absolute.

"I'm sorry. What could she do but apologize?

She knew it was powerful, but she had to do it.

Cyril pondered carefully, indeed, this is deeply involved, if it is not necessary, he is not willing to get involved, but in fact, as a holy son, he is in his position, and the situation here is not something he can do if he does not want to be involved.

All evasions are only temporary.

Cyril dragged Banser, and Banser's mouth was open and he had to shut it, he was just concerned about it.

"Duke Akasha, you should know that this matter is very involved and cannot be solved overnight, and ......," Cyril rubbed his forehead, "and besides, my status is not suitable for such a thing. ”

"No way, no one is better suited than you. Akasha was a little excited, and her words were a little thoughtless.

Cyril frowned, Akasha's current state is really not good.

Cyril sighed and remembered a person who, in the current situation, was the most suitable.

"I really don't fit. Taking a sip of tea calmly, he was about to cause trouble, "I know a person, it's very suitable......"

……

Banser looked at Cyril and suddenly realized that Cyril was no longer the child who needed his constant attention and was afraid that something would hurt him.

He knows how to protect himself and how to use the resources at his disposal.

Banser was somewhat relieved.

"Obviously, it's always been Banse'...... you"

Banser looked up and asked confusedly, "What?" Did Cyril just say something?

"Have you ever heard of the Audley Academy's Sound Saint?"

“……”

Tone St. Klein, who once dueled Tariq in the dueling arena.

and the pathological love affair between them.

However, in addition to this, as the man of the year in Audley College, Klein, who is known as the Sound Saint, has an extraordinary identity.

Klein's uncle is Opus, yes, the cardinal who plotted to get rid of Stephen himself, but as a cardinal, his rights cannot be ignored.

This nephew of Opus has always been valued for his excellent talent, including Opus.

But Klein has been very withdrawn since he was a child, and he has few friends, but it is this kind of temperament that he is loved by Callewaz, and it is not loved, but he is more favored than those princes and princesses.

Akasha hopes that Cyril can help Delia secretly plot to overthrow the rule of the tyrant Callewoz, which is good for the church, but it is detrimental to the majesty and easy to cause trouble, but it seems much more reasonable to put it in Crane, who has a church background and is favored by the king, but has a backbone.

Klein is also valued by Callewoz because this person puts profit first and uses means well.

Akasha was still a little hesitant, she wasn't sure if she was strong enough to convince Crane, and if she didn't get it right, it would be easy for Crane to sue him, so that all preparations would be in vain.

She had already taken a big risk when she came to Cyril.

At least for now, she didn't have the courage to go to Klein.

She could believe that Cyril wouldn't hurt them, if he didn't help her, but Crane, she really wasn't sure.

She had heard about that duel, and he was also afraid of Klein's almost perverted love, and he didn't dare to touch it, not because she was afraid of cowardice, but because she cared too much about it.

Some people become brave because they are guarding, but there are also people who are cowardly because they care too much.

And Akasha unfortunately became the latter.

Klein, on the other hand, is the former.

Klein opened his eyes, and in his long, narrow eyes were deep black eyes, in which endless waves and endless greed were rolling......

Reach out and hold it beside you......

The people around me are still asleep......

A smile appeared on Klein's face, he could do without anything, but only this one, this person he was unwilling to let go of no matter what.

Tariq is a warrior, a strong man, has nothing to do with white chickens, and has nothing to do with weakness.

However, Klein is in love with this man......

Sometimes, love is like this, you can't tell what's right or wrong, you can't tell why.

Klein has never been good at finding reasons, the only thing he is good at is using all the means at his disposal to achieve his own ends, which is considered his merit, at least for now......

Turning over slightly, he circled Tariq in his sleep, Tariq's shoulders were broad, but his waist was quite thin, and Crane put his hand down, so he circled Tariq's waist as he wished.

It's really comfortable, Tariq's body is warm, it's like a humanoid stove.

Touching Tariq's forehead, looking at Tariq's closed eyes, the corners of his eyes seemed to be a little tired, even after a night's rest, it was still obvious.

He was really tired last night......

Klein had a wicked smile on his lips, but yesterday was really good.

There was a kind of malice spreading in my heart, and my palms began to move uncontrollably towards a certain place, not to do anything else, but to let it go.

"Cut. ”

Crane raised an eyebrow and looked up, only to find that Tariq had opened his eyes, and there was wind and rain hidden in them.

"Hi honey, you're awake. ”

Tariq's face flushed, and his eyes hid a furious emotion, "Who do you call dear?" ”

The straight man won't be angry if he is pressed by someone!

With his unique smile on his face, Klein rolled over and pressed on, picked Tariq's chin with one hand, didn't bother to say any nonsense, and went straight on.

"Hmm......"

Klein's skills are very superb, so superb that Tariq doesn't know where Crane's skills come from for the first time to do this kind of thing, how can he be so proficient.

Crane's movements were brutal and rude, and Tariq had the illusion that if he could, Crane might eat him in.

He did feel that he was going to be eaten by this person, and there was nothing left.

“…… Hmm...... Stop......"

The nimble tongue stirred inside his mouth, not sparing any corner of his mouth.

Klein's movements did not pause at all, on the contrary, he was even more deceitful.

The body had been squeezed between Tariq's legs, one hand controlling Tariq's arms, and the other hand was pushing Tariq's leg upward, and some restless part of his lower body had touched Tariq's devastated place.

"Hmm...... Bastard, bastard......"

Pain!

The residual pain from last night has not faded, and this person is doing it vigorously, which is really ......

Klein didn't really want to do anything, but he just liked it and had the feeling of possessing Tariq......

It's not enough.

There must be no distance.

Tariq frowned, he knew that even if Crane didn't have this intention at first, if he continued like this, it would definitely turn into a miserable ending.

He won't be able to bear it......

He had to do something.

Take the initiative to entangle, take the initiative to appease.

I have to say that the effect is not bad, but Klein stopped moving when he buried his head in Tariq's neck.

Tariq sighed silently, okay.

"My dearest you—"

Tariq's expression froze instantly.

That's really ......

Tariq restrained his desire to be angry, and patted Klein's back soothingly, hoping that Crane could recover quickly, his position was really uncomfortable.

Does Tariq have any hatred for Crane's savage possession, to Crane.

The answer is, no.

Yes, it's very sad that Tariq is only angry when he is treated like this, but he doesn't hate Klein at all.

Probably because he has been used to it since he was a child, what he practices is endurance, and everything is endured, and that's it...... Passed.

Or rather, from the inside, he's a shaking?

I can't bear to look at it.

Crane opened his mouth and began to bite.

Tariq's face was dark, is this guy a dog?

The hand is not honest, even if Tariq is already well-behaved (fog).

Klein's technology is really, really good.

Tariq finally couldn't hold back, in the palm of his hand......

In the end, Tariq didn't want to face himself, it was definitely not him just now......

Klein was satisfied.

The two finally got up, though the reason was that Tariq felt ...... So to take a shower, Klein licked his face and leaned in.

It's so greasy and crooked every day, and Klein really doesn't stop.

Tariq relaxed his body, and if he continued like this, he would doubt himself, sooner or later, he would be exhausted by Crane......

This way of dying is really ugly......

A hand suddenly appeared and covered Tariq's eyes, and there was darkness in front of him, and then a pressure fell on his mouth.

Really, enough is enough......

Klein entangled, he was so entangled, and he didn't want to let go for the rest of his life.

He knew that his heart was as soft as Tariq, and it was impossible for him to escape from his palm in this life.

Wrap tight, so be it, and never leave his side......