——Normally speaking, Moon Children do not need sleep.
They are all dead and reborn moon monsters, a tough race with dragon blood flowing in their bodies. Even if he is killed by a sword, he will at most turn into a stone statue or ashes. There is no need to sleep at all and there is no need to worry about sudden death or exhaustion.
The problem of lack of mana can also be slowly compensated by sucking blood...
However, Alphonse von Pilotti, these days, can only work at night Falling into deep sleep.
There is no other reason, just because his mana consumption during this period is too great...
In order to complete the ritual taught to him by Ms. Kingsford every day, he almost has to Squeeze out all your mana - because this is not a complex ritual that a fourth-level moon child can handle. As a Transcendental Path, the Conjuration Mage is only at the third level... and has not yet been promoted to the fourth level to become a great wizard.
And precisely because he was weak enough, he was not listed as a suspect from the beginning.
He even had to wear an accessory that could temporarily increase his mana and convert his life force into mana, so that he could barely make up the minimum mana required for the ceremony. The ornament itself was lent to him by Lady Kingsford. So he was full of gratitude to Ms. Kingsford.
After running out of mana every day, he would endure bursts of severe pain from the depths of his brain and fall into a deep sleep full of nightmares.
On this day, Alphonse was plagued by nightmares as usual.
He dreamed again that he made too stupid suggestions and was fiercely reprimanded by his father and laughed at by other brothers and sisters. But he could only smile stupidly and say nothing.
"Your incompetence is beyond my imagination! Your comfortable life has corrupted your sanity.
"The great Son of the Moon must not be so stupid! Don't be a clown here when I need you! "
The sound of his father throwing things resounded through the hall, and it was so clear in Alphonse's memory that it even echoed repeatedly. But the faces of the other brothers and sisters were blurry...only his father's rage , and the Earl of Leipzig’s lowered his head and chuckled deeply in his memory.
But at this time, the Earl of Leipzig just smiled and raised his head.
He asked softly: "You still. Can't forget it? You good baby...
"Is it because it's the first time you've been reprimanded like this by someone you admire, and you can't accept it?"
At that moment, Alphonse suddenly Awakened from dream.
He realized that this was definitely not the Count of Leipzig. Even if I hate that guy, I know that he will never show such a feminine smile...
"Are you awake?"
"The Count of Leipzig" chuckled.
When Alphonse realized that the "Count of Leipzig" in front of him was not himself, the entire nightmare came to a halt. The father who was still furious suddenly calmed down and stopped scolding. The othersThey all stopped accordingly. In the entire space, only he and the "Count of Leipzig" could move normally.
"...Ms. Kingsford?"
Alphonse asked tentatively: "Is it you?"
"It's me."
As the "Count of Leipzig" chuckled, he stretched out five fingers and pressed the air like playing strings.
The next moment, everyone in this dream withered and melted. Like a snowman under the sun, or like an ice sculpture being burned by flames.
The "Count of Leipzig"'s own shell also melted, revealing his inner essence.
That is a witch with a beauty beyond the understanding of mortals, a witch in the realm of love——
She has slightly longer ears and is obviously a half-elf. Her fair skin seemed to be shining, and her long dark golden hair was soft and silky, hanging down to her waist. Her breasts were astonishingly high, and the white gauze she wore did nothing to hide her charm. On the contrary, it was the dark golden pupils - this was the only part of her body that made her look too majestic and sharp.
Although she has been famous for a long time, she still looks like she is only in her early twenties. Her skin and facial features are as tender as a girl's, and her soft and friendly smile looks quite tolerant.
"Miss me, baby?"
Anna Kingsford smiled softly, walked up to Alphonse and stroked his hair affectionately.
Alphonse is not simply a Son of the Moon who was transformed by the Red Prime Minister Pomponazzi - before being transformed, he was once the child of a human and a Son of the Moon.
Yes, he is the child born to Pomponazzi and his blood slave.
After reaching adulthood, he was transformed into the Son of the Moon by Peng Bonazi himself.
His appearance also inherited the excellence of his parents... He has brilliant short golden hair, and pupils that are usually as crimson as wine. He can be called handsome from any angle, but is a little on the feminine side.
The eternal boy who looks no more than 17 or 18 years old, if he grows his hair longer and puts on a dress, he will become a beautiful lady without makeup. With such a superior appearance, he has become accustomed to the route of pleasing people with sex.
The eldest ladies of Xing Antimony are often easily coaxed by him under his sweet words and follow him obsessively; those ladies also particularly like handsome and immature young men like him; and at the same time, , Star Antimony is different from Avalon, here there are also a group of old male nobles who like men...
"To be able to dream about this again... It seems that Peng Bonazi has caused you trouble. It's a little psychological shadow."
Anna Kingsford hugged Alphonse and commented softly: "After this incident, you have to find a reliable psychiatrist to diagnose you. ”
“…Where can I find a psychiatrist that I can trust?”
Alphonse smiled bitterly: “I carry too much.My secret, I no longer dare to let go and fall asleep. "
"Then do you hate Peng Bonazi? "
Anna suddenly asked in a low voice.
"No, how could it be..."
Alphonse shook his head: "I just hope that for My father shared my worries. I made stupid opinions...that were my own lack of experience. ”
At that time, he had not investigated Yulia at all, and he actually had no understanding of the political situation in Avalon. It was just because he didn’t speak to anyone else when he saw him, and he wanted to show off in front of his father. , so he rushed over and offered himself up.
“…But now I know that Yulia is not such an easy girl to fool. So I was indeed wrong at first. "
"Oh...? "
Anna came close to Alphonse, her cheek gently pressed against his, and the fingers of her other hand gently touched something on Alphonse's left cheek: "This Just admit your mistake? So do you regret...doing me this favor? "
"You won't regret it, Ms. Kingsford. "
Alphonse shook his head: "Although I am indeed stupid...but I feel that my father is not so angry because of my stupidity. But because they are indeed trash.
"If I want to truly become an adult in front of my father, after all, I need more strength - so Ms. Kingsford, I still hope for your help!"
"Of course, I will help you."
Anna chuckled and whispered in his ear: "But I have to collect the reward."
"...Yes ."
Alphonse also blushed and said softly: "It's just like before."
He really didn't know anything when he asked for help in front of Ms. Kingsford. , and could only use his own strengths - to sleep with this terrifying woman who was feared in Rosicrucian.
But strangely, he found Ms. Kingsford charming. Although before coming to her, he was worried that the other party might torture him... After all, most extraordinary people on the path of love are not normal. But she seemed unusually gentle, which made Alphonse feel that he was not at a disadvantage at all.
Even...he felt like he even fell in love with her.
So much so that I felt aggrieved for her!
——How could such a beautiful and gentle lady be so slandered by people!
Of course, compared to his father...Ms. Kingsford can only be ranked second in his heart.
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