Dekan's Dream of the Holy Kingdom, Part One

With a sense of nostalgia, Dekan was led away from Happy Group by Cornelia.

They circled the Royal Capital again until the sky turned deep purple.

Cornelia carried Little Gray as they walked along the streets of the Royal Capital.

"Cornelia meow... have you had enough fun...?"

Little Gray said weakly.

If things continue like this, he feels he will eventually become a complete cat bishop.

"Yeah, I've had enough fun."

Cornelia said contentedly,

Is there anywhere else you'd like to go?

"No, meow... By the way, have you ever been to the ancient temple of the Sun God Church in the Royal Capital?"

"I've never been there, because Dekan never took me."

"Hmm, my question, meow."

"What's wrong? Do you want to go to the temple now?"

"I never really believed in the legends of the Goddess, but now it all seems a bit mystical. I think I should probably go and pray to the Goddess... meow..."

"Um."

Cornelia agreed, then picked up Little Gray and headed towards the ancient temple.

The temple is ancient and simple, yet it is like a work of art.

Since it was late, there were hardly any people left.

The priest who remained there looked... drunk?

There was even a wine bottle lying casually beside him.

"Uncle, are you sure this is okay, meow...?"

Dekan had originally planned to buy some amulets for his friends, but he felt that everyone was having really bad luck today.

Unexpectedly, there was only one priest who appeared to be unconscious.

"Hmm...? Is the cat talking? Looks like I'm drunk."

After saying this, the drunken priest fell into a deep sleep again.

"Meow! Uncle! Sell us a few amulets before you go to sleep!"

"Amulets? I don't know why, but they all sold out today..."

The priest let out another hiccup and stammered,

"However, I can make it for you on the spot. Let me see... First, I need some gems imbued with blessed power. It seems we've used them all up; I don't know where I'll find any left..."

The priest looked around, then suddenly seemed to remember something. He sauntered over to the Goddess statue, knocked a gem off the Goddess's scepter, broke it in half, and then took some props from the pulpit. In just a few minutes, he skillfully made them into two amulets.

"Here, pay up."

The priest stumbled back to Cornelia's side, handed her the amulet, and held out his other hand for money.

"Uncle, you actually dare to make money like this, meow..."

Dekan quickly extended his claws in refusal.

He dared not let Cornelia accept the amulet, fearing divine retribution.

"No problem... The doctrine of the Sun God Church is that it is not concerned with details and makes the most of everything."

"Don't try to fool me, meow. I know your former Saint Knight Captain."

"Don't worry... If anything goes wrong, I'll take the blame for you, even if it's divine retribution..."

"Real?"

Cornelia asked.

She seemed quite interested in these limited-edition, matching amulets.

"I swear to the Goddess..."

"That's what the drunken priest said."

Cornelia looked at Dekan, Dekan hesitated for a moment before nodding.

Let's ask Judith if she'll be punished by heaven for doing this.

If there really is a problem, just throw these two amulets back into the donation box.

Cornelia then happily bought the pair of amulets, putting one in her pocket and hanging the other around Little Gray's neck.

"Alright Cornelia, today is finally over, meow..."

After such a long day, Dekan felt a little tired too.

"We agreed on one day, right?"

Cornelia asked, showing no intention of putting Little Gray down.

"Meow?"

You must keep your promise.

"Meow..."

And so, Cornelia carried Little Gray back to her dormitory.

She never let go of her hand from beginning to end.

Little Gray had already given up resistance and completely surrendered.

"You promised me you wouldn't change back even for a day, right?"

Cornelia picked up Little Gray, looked at it, and asked.

"Meow..."

"Then it's okay if I hold you while I sleep, right?"

"Meow!"

"You're not allowed to run away this time."

After saying that, Cornelia carried it to the bedroom, and then collapsed onto the bed with Little Gray in her arms, looking very tired.

"Dekan ..."

Cornelia murmured softly.

This was the first time Cornelia had called Dekan by his name, instead of "Little Gray," after he turned into a cat.

Although her hand had gradually loosened its grip.

Little Gray also climbed out of her arms.

But Little Gray glanced at Cornelia had fallen into a deep sleep within seconds, and at the satisfied smile on her face.

Little Gray shook its head helplessly.

Just as he was about to leave, he remembered the promise he had made to her.

So he obediently lay down next to her again.

Like an elegant aristocratic cat, it accompanied her as she drifted into a deep sleep.

The person and cat, fast asleep, did not notice.

A faint light flickered within the amulet.

It was like a hazy dream.

This is a classically styled mansion.

"Delois, are you alright?"

The deep, middle-aged male voice brought the gray-haired young man in the office back to his senses.

The gray-haired youth looked around.

The middle-aged man in front of me had a brand-new cigarette dangling from his lips, seemingly waiting for someone to light it for him.

"I'm sorry, my lord, I didn't realize I could get distracted."

The gray-haired youth quickly bowed respectfully to the middle-aged man, a composed smile on his face.

He expertly lit the lord's cigarette, stepped back, and waited for the lord to speak.

The gray-haired youth was dressed in a butler's uniform, his hair neatly combed back, and he wore white gloves, making him look exceptionally elegant.

But he knew.

All of this was just a disguise and an act.

I am merely imitating humans.

This is how a perfect servant should behave.

"I am very... grateful for what you have done for me. Although I shouldn't express these feelings to you under any circumstances, what you have done... has indeed saved many people in the territory."

The lord exhaled a puff of smoke and sighed somewhat bewilderedly.

"Delois, I know you're a very dangerous guy, but I don't think you're evil. Or rather, evil isn't a necessity for you. So I'd rather deal with you than with those evil people."

"I am honored to hear you say that, sir."

The gray-haired youth bowed gracefully again and said.

But his pupils, from the very beginning until now, have remained completely devoid of any emotional fluctuation.

The lord stared at the gray-haired youth for a long time, and finally sighed helplessly, saying:

"Clodia is waiting for you, go and visit her."

"Yes, sir."

The gray-haired youth bowed and quickly withdrew as instructed.

As he walked past the lord's room cupboard with a calm smile on his face.

The image of a gray-haired, golden-eyed male demon flashed by in the glass.