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readx;?ā€œ Where did you get this kitten?" Green looked at the kitten on the bed and Ian rummaging through his bags, "Why did you turn into a cat when I slept?"

"Who's talking to me now?"

"What?"

"Oh, I know who it is. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info" Ian pulled out a black dress from his bag, "I have something to do tonight, I'll leave you some gold coins, stay in the hotel by yourself, eat whatever you want." ā€

Green's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but lick his lips when he heard about eating. As for where Ian was going, he didn't care. At this moment, there was a knock on the door of the room, Green got up from the bed and opened the door, and Eve, dressed in a white dress, walked in.

Yesterday Eve passed the test of the little teacher Shirley, and after paying the tuition fee, she was ready to study. Rao is plain Eve, who has a flat temperament, has also been a little excited in the past two days, and her smile is always on her face. At this time, I couldn't wait to put on the skirt for dancing and wanted to show Ian. But when she entered the door and saw the little black cat shivering on the boat, her attention was instantly diverted.

"Lovely little kitten. ā€

Eve held the little black cat in her arms, and when Ian saw this, he just wanted to stop her, but saw that the originally restless kitten slowly calmed down under Eve's petting.

Seeing this scene, the corners of Ian's mouth twitched involuntarily, and then muttered: "It must be a male." ā€

When Ian brought it back last night, the little black cat's resistance was still strong. The pair of sharp little claws scratched at Ian's arm several times, but fortunately it was not strong enough to bleed.

"Brother, are you going to give away this cat you bought or keep it yourself?" asked Eve as she touched the cat's head.

"It's not bought, it's picked up. Ian asked curiously, "Can cats be gifts?"

"Why not?" asked Eve.

"I think if you're going to give a gift, it's better to be more formal. Ian thought about it, but what he said was a little unassuming. He had the impression that Ilyin rarely gave gifts to Shirley, so he didn't have much experience either.

"Depends on who you're going to send. Eve said, "It's important to do what he likes, for example, Big Green, and you might as well give him a cat than something delicious to eat." ā€

Green licked his lips again and nodded vigorously.

"Well, you have a point, but how do you know I'm giving it away? ā€

Eve's eyes narrowed, like a cute cat: "You obviously showed it." ā€

Eve suddenly notices that Ian is wearing a dress he has never worn before, a black gown. The style of the robe is simple, just embroidered with a brightly colored thorn flower on the chest and back, in addition, under the thorn flower on the chest, there are five simple gilded small words "Supreme Glory".

"Brother, when did you get this dress?"

"Ah, a good friend. ā€

Ian's best friend is Arnold, the lord of Alchemy City. In the days when he was recuperating from his injury, Arnold gave him a lot of things, not only the waist card but also three source stones, and two sets of clothes. One is a hunting suit, the other is a dress, and black is a symbol of a high-class hunter. It's just that Ian hasn't touched these two sets of clothes much, and the hunting suit has been worn once or twice, and this is the first time he has worn the dress, and it feels weird and restrained on his body.

Since there were no mirrors in the room, Ian had to ask Eve and Green how they felt. Green didn't feel anything, just replied that it was okay, and Eve's eyes were rippling, and she stepped forward and buttoned Ian's neckline.

"It's beautiful. Eve said, "Brother, you're going to meet the person you like." ā€

"Huh?" Ian was a little surprised, "how do you know?" ā€

"You've done it all. Eve pursed her lips and smiled, "It's the first time you've known you since I've known you, and you've cared about what you're wearing. ā€

Located about two kilometers west of the imperial capital, it is a luxurious manor. Half of the estate is "inlaid in" in the woods, creating a wonderful layout. In this layout, a red. A naked boy walked out of the woods with a sword.

The boy looked like he was about twenty years old, and he was handsome. The exposed muscles are angular, but there are many scars, clinging to his body like vines, giving people a different kind of beauty.

Outside the woods there was also a middle-aged man, sitting on the lawn with a long sword beside him. Seeing that the young man came out, the middle-aged man stood up with a smile: "Is the morning exercise over, young master?"

Dennis hummed, took the towel from the middle-aged man, and wiped his sweat-soaked hair. The middle-aged man looked at the scar on Dennis's body and sighed, "Young master, you have suffered." ā€

"Alright, Fidel. Dennis handed the towel back to the middle-aged man, "No big deal. ā€

"But it's a wound in the flesh after all. Fidel said distressedly, "I know an old doctor, why don't I go find him and see if I can erase these scars?"

"Come on, Fidel, I'm not a woman, I don't have to care about that. Dennis became impatient and his voice was a little low, "I'm already lucky compared to the others. ā€

Fidel was silent, he knew what Dennis was talking about. Half a year ago, the king-killing operation in the Tellmis Mountains, perhaps no one knew about it, and when the head of the family learned that Dennis had returned alive, he had always been calm and walked a little swaying.

Since the death of the family's first genius, Al Granger, at the hands of the Dragon Emperor, the family can be said to have taken great care of Dennis, for fear that he would bump into him and repeat his brother's mistakes. So Dennis can be said to have grown up with a squeamishness, but after returning from the volcano, Dennis's squeamishness was not found at all, replaced by the calmness and persistence that were rare before.

"The young master has grown up. Fidel, who watched Dennis grow up, couldn't help but sigh. But at the same time, there was some worry in his heart, and Dennis was becoming more and more like his brother. Although the personalities are not very similar, from the perspective of kendo, the two can be said to be equally excellent.

Al beat his sparring partner at the age of sixteen, and Dennis was two years later than Al, but good enough.

"Get ready to practice your sword. Dennis said.

"Don't you want to take a break again?"

"No need. ā€

Fidel nodded, and as a sparring partner, he was happy to see Dennis' efforts. Just as he was about to take his sword, a guard hurried over, holding a piece of parchment.

Dennis frowned and looked at the guard, "What's the matter? If it's the adult's coming-of-age ceremony tonight, I'm not interested. ā€

"Young Master, you guessed right, it is indeed an invitation. The guard saluted, "But besides, the lord said that there might be something that might be of interest to you, let me tell you." ā€

"What's the matter?"

"In the early hours of this morning, a senior hunter came to the headquarters and asked the headquarters to help check on people. ā€

"Senior Hunter, check people, what's the matter with me?"

"The lord said that you can know that person, who was specially granted by the Alchemy City, the supreme glory. ā€

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