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Chapter 124 The King and the King's Cavalry

Work has to be done, love has to be talked about, and it is really impossible to be a single concubine for the sake of ideals. At this moment, Cecil truly realized his ordinary human nature.

Superficial...how did I fall in love with Langdon in the first place?

After thinking hard for a long time, Cecil realized that it was the day Langdon first arrived, and when he saw Langdon's face, he had the thought of "I want this man".

The discovery was humbling, and not only painful, because that face was not Langdon's.

How did he fall in love with Langdon more and more after that?

Of course, it's because Langdon works hard, has high strength, high intelligence, high status and is very kind to me...With such conditions, it's hard to like it, right?

The domineering president is not easy to chase people because of domineering, but because of the president!

But what do I know about Langdon?Do I know what he likes?Do you know what little habits he has?Know what he has been through?Do you know what kind of partner he wants?

...Anyway, he is definitely not a person who works everywhere, lives in no fixed place, and has no achievements.

Cecil was completely in a slump. He was in a daze after busy work every day, and the horns were almost pierced by him. When he said "what kind of person do you like" to the person who asked if he wanted to build a new barn, Knowing that things can't go on like this.

"I want to talk to you." Cecil stopped Langdon, "Talk seriously."

Langdon blinked. "In the bathroom?"

"...I'll wait for you at your house after you go to the bathroom."

While waiting, Cecil kept wondering if Langdon would bury sand in the toilet if he was in cat form.

"What are you thinking?" Langdon asked after observing for a moment after entering.

"I was wondering if you could go to heaven when you become a cat!" Cecil bit his tongue and swallowed the words.

"It's easy to fly with magic, but I can't fly," Langdon said. "Okay, here I am, what do I want to say?"

Cecil cleared his throat and sat up unconsciously: "That's right, I think we should communicate with each other outside of work. I still don't know a lot about you."

Langdon maintained a business smile for a while, and said, "I'm actually shameless."

Cecil:? ? ?

What the fuck?

"I mean, human face, you know that?" Langdon seemed to be holding back a laugh. "A cat is a cat. I don't have another human face."

"Oh..." Cecil heaved a sigh of relief, "Well, well, I know now."

There was a subtle silence in the room.

"Don't you have anything to say?" Langdon offered.

"What do you want me to say?" Cecil asked in confusion.

Langdon frowned, and said, "Don't you realize the problem? Are you dating a cat, pursuing a cat to spend time with, and living under the same roof as a cat?"

Cecil was silent for a while, and said, "What's the problem?"

"Are you human?" Langdon raised his voice a little.

"Oh, do you think there is a difference?" Cecil suddenly realized, "You don't have to worry about this at all. Don't say that you will become a human or a talking cat. Even a real cat is fine."

Langdon raised an eyebrow. "Sleeping a real cat?"

"No!" Cecil said embarrassingly, "I didn't mean that! That is, we, I mean me, like me, some people don't regard animals as animals, and not all animals are not regarded as animals. It's just...uh, animals that have lived together for a long time will have a kind of emotional sustenance, I'm not saying that they don't eat meat! It's just, it's hard to explain this to you."

Cecil never imagined that one day he would be able to say such a thing to Langdon, and somehow he felt a little better.

Langdon obviously had a disbelieving expression on his face, but he let the matter go maturely: "Okay, now it's your turn."

"It's me? Well, I think, I don't seem to be in a real relationship yet. I have had a girlfriend. It seems that there is something behind me. Later I realized that it's because I like men. Now, I I met you, but I always feel that I don’t know you enough, what kind of person do you like?”

Langdon smiled: "You are like this."

Cecil would not be confused anymore, jumped up and shouted: "That's it! You always talk like this!"

Langdon was stunned, as if realizing something, sighed: "Well, I admit that this is a habit, because you know, I am different from human beings, and wanting people around me to like me is a means of survival."

"Really?" Cecil was still a little skeptical, and then he was awkward, "You really said that to everyone?"

"It's not..." Langdon took a deep breath and scratched his head. His black hair was a bit long and drooping, probably because he had no time to trim it during the recovery period. "Let's put it this way, will I speak like this?" Make you feel good?"

"...Yes." Although he didn't want to admit it, Cecil still answered honestly.

"Isn't that in my favor, then?"

Cecil was inexplicably angry: "Then didn't you just run away after teasing?"

Langdon reminded: "Everyone in the Knights flirts with each other like this."

Cecil: "..."

"If someone doesn't flirt with you, it means they have no interest in you at all." Langdon added.

Cecil recalled it, and said unwillingly: "No one teases me except you."

Langdon seemed to be controlling his expression, but a small smile broke out after a while: "Not one?"

"No!" Cecil said angrily, "I always thought you were..."

"So that's why you like me, isn't it?" Langdon said, "Going to a strange place, the only one who treats you well, like you said, I'm handsome and strong and I always tease you. "

"That's why I've been annoyed for the past few days!" Cecil almost screamed to the sky, "Everyone likes you, and it's only natural that I like you. If you want to ask me about this, it's completely wrong." fair!"

Langdon pondered for a moment, and said, "Okay, I admit it's a little unfair, but you still don't know the real me."

"Then let me get to know you." Cecil said, "I can't deliberately dig out your secrets, right? It's not a secret, that is, you don't need to put on an air in front of me at all."

This time, Langdon nodded: "Okay." He reached out and touched Cecil's head as before.

Cecil got down on the ground, feeling like a football hit his head. On the one hand, he was caught off guard and on the other hand, the force was completely beyond his imagination.

"That's the reason not to put on a show." Langdon stood there looking down at Cecil on the ground. "Generally, when interacting with humans, I have to remember not to use too much force, otherwise it is easy to hurt you. Better when interacting with other races, Their tolerance is relatively strong, human beings are too delicate, and they will be injured if they are not careful. By the way, this power is still restrained, if you don't restrain it at all, you may have passed out by now."

Cecil doubted life for a little while—notice, just for a little while, he had learned to stand up to the dripping blood, and after that, he asked for arm wrestling for days on end.

Against ordinary humans, Cecil has a brilliant record, winning almost all battles, except for Mrs. Krass. He deeply suspects that this strange lady has non-human blood in her ancestors.

It can be said that the magic elk is a draw. Cecil is indeed stronger than the magic elk in terms of strength, but his speed is completely incomparable. The magic elk's full-strength movements are almost left with afterimages.

Elf, Dali was slightly better. Although the other party claimed that he didn't try his best, Cecil still felt that this guy was slapping his face to make him fat. He hadn't met other types of elves.

The flame goblins were no match for Cecil, and when they heard this request, they yelled "It's better to set me on fire" or something like that.

Although he felt that there was no need to try, in the spirit of adventure and documentary, Cecil still asked Moyer to wrestle his arm.

Moyer's leg was slowly growing out, and it was now a toddler's calf. The scene was very weird, but it was nothing compared to the expression he showed after hearing Cecil's request.

"Are you out of your mind?" Moyer said.

"Try it."

Moyer squeezed Cecil with three fingers and screamed like a little girl.

Cecil skipped O'Casey, who could sleep with Moyer, and put his last hope on Oakes and Russell.To his consolation, Oakes was no match for him in terms of sheer strength, but no matter how hard he tried, Oakes would always come out of his hands like some unspeakable feat.

"Racial talent," Oakes said.

As for Russell, he blocked Cecil's thoughts with one sentence: "Even if you beat all of us, you can't beat Langdon. If you don't believe me, try it."

Cecil actually tried it, and Langdon ate his first attempt to make a sweet milk biscuit—in the shape of various animals, such as bunnies, tigers, etc., he did not make a cat— The handle naturally covers the back of his hand.

Note that this is covering, without any force or forceful action, just put it down, no matter how much Cecil struggled, he couldn't pull his hand out.

"The quality of my human appearance is still there." Landon Kaka bit the biscuit, frowning from time to time, "You can't resist with my self-respect."

Cecil gave up after struggling for a minute, feeling that what was pressing on the back of his hand was not a human hand but a mountain.

"Are the biscuits delicious?" Cecil asked, burying his face in the table.

"It's okay, it's a bit strange after melting." Langdon commented.

"I'll give you a taste of chocolate in the future... Oh, can cats eat chocolate?" Cecil moved his place, leaned his face on Langdon's hand, and suddenly realized something, "Since you are so heavy, Why didn't you crush my hand?"

"In addition to cleansing magic, I also need a lot of magical assistance, such as setting up a magic related to power, so that I will not crush ordinary people to death during unintentional contact. I may have collapsed if I am careful all day long. .” Langdon brought his face closer, spraying the sweet smell of milk on Cecil’s face, “This is my real life.”

Cecil was silent for a while, then said, "I'll try baking biscuits for you next time, those are crisper."

Langdon's muffled laughter echoed through the room.

Cecil didn't have any complaints about giving Langdon a little trouble, even if he didn't like the premise. After all, it can be said that Moon City was saved by Langdon's potential certification.It is not easy to spare time to do these things, he is sleeping like a dead pig every day now, he is too busy with too many things, even so, it is quite fulfilling to watch Yuecheng gradually get on track.

"You guys look a little different," Russell said after observing a moment at a dinner meeting one day.

Cecil, who was peeling the latest salt-baked shrimp for Langdon, was stunned for a moment, and said, "What's different?"

"How should I put it? It's more natural." Russell grinned disgustingly at Langdon after speaking, "Of course, it's not that you didn't act well before, teacher, your acting skills are still top-notch."

Langdon smiled back: "After all, I have taught you such an outstanding student."

"That's not necessarily true. Didn't you also teach students like Oakes?"

There were repeated throat clearings, one from Oakes and the other from Cecil. The students and the teacher turned their heads and showed charming smiles to their companions.

"It's really a little different." Moyer held his chin and squinted his eyes for a long time, "How should I put it, I don't have that fake appearance, the main reason is that Langdon is different, um, Cecil is still as stupid as before. .”

Cecil: "..."

To be honest, Cecil felt more tired now than before, not only physically but also mentally.

Langdon is really picky, not as troublesome as he was in the past few days, but he would raise some small requests from time to time, and what was even more difficult was that this guy would not raise it directly, but used a mixture of hints and questions Express.

For example, today's salt-baked shrimp.

"I heard that the cafeteria is going to be rebuilt?" Langdon started with this sentence, "There are still many people who are planning to build a kitchen at home?"

Now that he said that, Cecil certainly thought that Langdon wanted to talk about the reconstruction of Moon City. After talking about the reconstruction for 10 minutes, he realized that Langdon folded his arms and smiled slightly. Not a word.

"Uh..." Cecil knew something was wrong, so he took a straight ball, "Do you want something?"

"I think the cafeteria can add some dishes." Langdon replied.

Fortunately, Cecil took the cue correctly: "How about the seafood?"

"That's right." Langdon nodded. "I remember hearing you say last time that you have a small sea animal that sells very expensively? It also has a hard shell, but it's curved."

How the hell can you guess it!

Cecil blinked his eyes, trying to recall what he had said for a long time, and finally remembered that he said one day: "How about the shrimp?"

"Sounds okay."

"Well, I see."

So, there was salt-baked shrimp for dinner.

Cecil thought for a long time, and with the help of the crowd at dinner, he mustered up his courage and said, "Langdon, there is something I want to tell you."

Langdon blinked his blue eyes, grabbed his chopsticks and said slowly, "Are you on business?"

"...a private matter."

"Can't we wait for us to talk in private?"

I can't say it in private!

For some reason, every time Cecil wanted to mention something Langdon didn't like, Langdon seemed to predict it and stared at him with an innocent expression, and he couldn't say it at all.

"I don't mind doing things for you at all. In fact, I quite like it."

It's true, Langdon has a lazy taste when eating, especially his habit of licking food with his tongue first, which makes Cecil unable to look away. He noticed that Langdon only behaves like this when they are together , which is a pleasant little change.

"However, I hope you just tell me what you want." Cecil clearly felt the goosebumps rise up, "just say it."

Langdon chewed the prawns slowly, and said vaguely, "Okay, I will pay attention."

"Thank you so much." Cecil heaved a sigh of relief.

Langdon walks the talk, so there's nothing to worry about.

"Wait a minute!" Moyer said, "Are you guys dating or are you talking about business?"

"What?" Cecil asked puzzled.

"Love should be like a moth to a flame!" Moyer held up his chopsticks impolitely and impassionedly, "Just like me and my dear, as well as Russell and Oakes, our love has gone through many tests and life and death. The great harmony of life at last..."

"Have you already reached the great harmony of life?" Cecil complained.

"It's different!" Moye said unceremoniously, "Love is not like this. Do you have sex? Do you miss each other, even if one side is in purgatory? Do you never let go of your lover's hand when facing death? You care about it all day long." For this kind of trivial matter, why don’t you just talk about it if you have any needs? Isn’t this kind of matter just finished in bed, and you still need to talk? After talking about it, you still want to say thank you? Are you a business partner?”

Cecil thought Moyer was going to say something, and said angrily: "I'm sick! A good life is just a day of life and death. Also, isn't it normal for couples to talk?" After finishing speaking, he paused , turned to look at Langdon, "Are we a couple now? Because you know, I didn't say anything and neither did you."

"I think the precise positioning is that you are pursuing me." Langdon said.

Cecil hesitated for a moment: "Can it be at least positioned as we are pursuing each other?"

Langdon laughed out loud: "Okay, I'll start pursuing each other first."

Cecil was immediately happy: "Then it's settled." He turned to the half-blooded devil with a sluggish face, "You have to know that a couple can talk frankly with each other, avoid misunderstandings, and bring better benefits to each other. Experience, this is the way normal people fall in love! There is something wrong with being desperate all day long! Don’t even think about it, my Langdon just needs to lie on the bed and eat shrimp!"

Langdon's laughter had never been so presumptuous, causing both Russell and Oakes to show aggrieved expressions.

The joyous atmosphere did not last long. At the end of the dinner meeting, there was news from Langdon's parchment. He opened it and looked at it for a while, and said, "News from the Temple." He turned to Cecil, "Dear , Have you ever thought about leaving the Gay Knights?"

Cecil said without even thinking about it: "No."

"Then you have to think about it." Langdon said, "The temple thinks that Moon City already has enough climate and is not suitable to stay under the protection of the Gay Knights, or we should find a ruler for Moon City , or someone leaves the Gay Knights to become the ruler, the temple requires us to come up with a suitable plan as soon as possible."

When it came to business, the joking atmosphere immediately disappeared, and everyone sat up straight.

"Is it necessary?" Cecil asked.

"Necessary." Langdon said, "It is possible for the Gay Knights to have a stronghold, but with such a large scale, it can almost be called a civilization or a country. We are even more of a country than those small countries across the bay. Woolen cloth."

This is the truth, so Cecil has nothing to say. He doesn’t really mind handing over Moon City to someone else. He minds that the main projects of Moon City are presided over by him. Project people come?However, quitting the Gay Knights also had an inexplicable sense of alienation, as if suddenly becoming isolated and helpless.

Everyone was looking at Cecil, and he knew this too, so he was unable to make a statement for a long time.

"If I quit, will you leave?" Cecil asked hesitantly.

"Personnel transfers are normal. This is no longer the stronghold of the Gay Knights. It is definitely not suitable for stationing such a large number of knights." Oakes broke Cecil's fantasy, "A king has not moved the legion with such a big face. The knights are always there."

Cecil felt distressed immediately, and just about to say no, Langdon said, "Accordingly, the Gay Knights will station the royal cavalry here. Moon City, which invested so much money and manpower, is given away. Dear Cecil, do you want to be my king?"

Holy shit! !

Don't look at Cecil's expressionless face, his heart has exploded into fireworks at this moment, and he couldn't recover from staring at Langdon's smiling face for a long time.

"I am willing! I am willing! I am willing!" Before his rationality came online, Cecil's lower body had already made a decision for him, "Japanese knights are a man's romance!"

A sigh sounded in the room.

"Give me the money." Russell held out his hand to everyone with a smile on his face, "I'll say that as long as Langdon makes a move, Cecil will 100% agree."

Oakes complained very annoyedly: "Didn't you say that king knights are unequal? ​​Why did you agree as soon as Langdon said it?"

"No, of course I won't be the same as other kings!" Cecil's rationality came back a little bit, and he hastily argued, "I won't take the king's cavalry as someone who dedicated to me for granted, listen! I’m stupid to think so with so many insiders! I just think the combination of king and knight is too romantic, that’s... uh uh uh, no, I don’t want to be a king, can I not be a king?”

"No, you are not a king, what kind of king should I be?" Langdon calmly picked up his chopsticks again, "Don't worry, Moon City is more reliable than more than [-]% of the countries in the world."

"But the king sounds like he's about to be beheaded!" Cecil grumbled, "especially in the context of the Industrial Revolution!"

"Where did you hear that?" Langdon said indifferently, "It's just a title. If you don't want to be called a king, what would you call it?"

"mayor?"

"The mayor and Wang Qi? Do you think it's a good match?"

"...It really doesn't fit."

That night, a king and king cavalry were born in a certain room in Moon City. As for the name of the country, Cecil refused to use "Moon Country" desperately, so he could only choose it later.