Dilumudo's infancy lasted for about three days, and Dilumudo, who was a small group that could be held in his arms at any time (not really), greatly satisfied some dark thoughts in Kyogokuhiko's heart, so much so that when he woke up one day and found that the soft little body around him had become the tall body of an adult man, there was a faint regret.

But it's a faint regret, after all, the little Dilumudo can't do some physical and mental exercises with him.

"Enough!" Dilumudo resisted Kyogokuhiko, who was about to move and wanted to play another game, and turned over and got out of bed with his waist that was about to break, "That's it for today." ”

"You're leaving tomorrow." Kyogokuhiko lazily leaned on the edge of the bed and pulled the person back into his arms and kissed him, "Don't you give me a farewell kiss?" ”

Dilumudo clasped his head and kissed him perfunctorily, and said helplessly: "I'll go for two days." ”

"If you don't see me for a day, like three autumns, you don't want me?" Kyogokuhiko chuckled, biting down on the side of Dilumudo's neck.

Doing the same thing as a mark, he was always extra enthusiastic.

Dilumudo nudged him, "I'm going to take a shower, don't you feel uncomfortable?" His body was sticky and full of sweat, and his lower body was even more messy, and when he moved a little, he felt that something was flowing out of it, and the slight sound of water made him uncomfortable.

"Together?" Kyogokuhiko raised his eyebrows, his fingertips nimbly slicing over Dilumudo's waist, attracting a slightly annoyed stare at him, but unfortunately, because he had just experienced a fierce affair, the charm in his eyes was more intimidating than anger.

"I'll wash it myself." Dilumudo slapped Kyogokuhiko's hand away and stood up, grabbed a torn bathrobe from the side of the bed and put it on, "You go to the outside room to wash." ”

There is no shortage of bathrooms in the house bought at a high price, and it really doesn't work Kyogokuhiko can still go to the one in Natsume's room, anyway, Natsume has long been accustomed to them these days without shame and shame, and sometimes when you bump into them kissing in the living room, you can do whatever you should do as if you didn't see it, and you don't have to glance at it.

"Throw it away when you're done?" Kyogokuhiko got up and took two steps, hooked Dilumudo with his arms, and leaned over to kiss him slimy.

After tossing and turning like this for a while, the two of them finally got together in a bathtub and finished the bath.

During the period, all kinds of shame and shame have no lower limit, and things like unlocking new poses are automatically ignored.

Early the next morning, Dilumudo took a flight to England with his luggage.

"Long time no see, Mr. Dilumudo." The man in the suit had a very handsome face, his voice was slightly shrill but not unpleasant, and he saw Dilumudo quickly come up and bow and salute, smiling with crooked eyebrows, just like when he first saw him.

"Mr. Zhang Yong." Dilumudo nodded, "Good work." ”

"Your Majesty's orders, how dare the slaves and maids slacken." Zhang Yong smiled, "You are a slave." He said as he took the suitcase from Dilumudo's hand and stretched out his hand to lead the way, "Please come here." ”

The manor on the outskirts of London stands as before, even the roses in the garden are just as good, and they have left Zhang Yong's footsteps of expanding power for so many years, from London, to England, and then to the whole of Europe, quietly creating a behemoth hidden in the night.

And as a figurine whose immortal life is connected to Kyogohiko, Zhang Yong has been constantly changing his appearance and identity for so many years, controlling this power, openly and secretly exploring the traces of Kyogohiko and Dilumudo.

If it were an ordinary person, I am afraid that he would have had a different heart in such a long time, but no matter how much Zhang Yong looks like a person, in the final analysis, he is just a human figure who acts according to orders, and when he talks about different intentions, even if Jing Jiyan asks him to die, he will not hesitate to kill him.

"After so many years, the slave maid has finally lived up to His Majesty's ......trust," Zhang Yong took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the corners of his eyes, and his face that looked like he was in his twenties was full of eighty-year-old relief, "Because of Your Majesty's urgency, tonight's banquet will inevitably be a little shabby, please forgive me." ”

"It's fine." Di Lumudo waved his hand and told Zhang Yong what Jing Jiyan had asked him to tell before he came.

The core idea is one, let Dilumudo come back as soon as possible, as soon as he can.

The rest of the things, such as the British power is still in charge of Zhang Yong, and Di Lumudo is supervised, which is a trivial matter.

"Slave and maid, please bear with me in the future." Zhang Yong smiled and gave his hand, which can be regarded as recognizing Dilumudo, the airborne boss, and he is not unwilling at all.

What is there to be unwilling, Kyogohiko let Dilumudo be famous on his side, that is, he still trusts him and is willing to reuse him, and it is too late for him to be happy.

The banquet in the evening is said to be simple, it is also far beyond the general specifications of luxury, although the invitation is a little urgent, those who can come are here, and those who can't come are also pushed to the itinerary.

The size of Kyogokuhiko's own hand was exactly the same, and he was handsome in a pure black dress, and Zhang Yong fell behind him half a step and made a full gesture, which disappointed a group of guests who wanted to watch the infighting.

After such a night, it also confirmed the new identity that Kyogokuhiko arranged for Dilumudo.

The previous mercenary identity was used to waste, and the six years of disappearance naturally became heir training, and the same face and the like were also very easy to fool.

As soon as he turned around, the ordinary little mercenary became the quasi-successor of the old British underground forces.

The day after the banquet, after trying to compress the time as much as possible to explain the matter, Dilumuduo hurriedly stepped on the plane back to Japan with more than a dozen folders of materials sorted out by Zhang Yong.

It's only been a day, and more than a dozen phone calls have come to him, and he can imagine the pitiful appearance of Kyogokuhiko over there who is so anxious that he can't eat or sleep well and can only play in circles.

Therefore, it is not so surprising that he was pressed and kissed before he could stand on the plane.

"Like a starving ghost." Dilumudo scoffed.

Kyogohiko didn't care at all, and said with a smile: "I haven't seen you for a day, like a three-year-old man." He said and licked the corners of his lips, and leaned over to kiss Dilumudo, "I haven't seen you for so long, but I miss you so much." ”

His tone was ambiguous, and his body rubbed against Dilumudo, fully expressing that he not only thought about him in his heart, but also thought about him in his body.

"Can't you think of anything else?" Dilumudo glanced at him squintly and lifted the suitcase full of folders, "Like a look at work first?" ”

"I'll just leave the work over there." Kyogokuhiko bit Dilumudo's earlobe and said nonchalantly, "I'm too lazy to care." ”

- After being idle and bored in the two days that Dilumudo was away, and counted the power he currently had, Kyogokuhiko already wanted to pick and choose.

His character is destined that he will not be subservient to others anywhere, but as the years have grown, his power has reached the point where he is a little irritable to take care of himself.

Especially because these forces are too chaotic because of the time period they have experienced, most of them are very powerful but basically unrelated. Ninety percent didn't know that his master was alone or even had disputes with each other, so he was even more impatient to deal with it.

His body was just twenty years old, and according to the laws of this country, he was not even of the legal drinking age, so why should he work hard every day instead of pulling his lover to enjoy life leisurely.

Although in the years of Dilumudo's absence, whether it was the previous hundreds of years or the current six years, all kinds of emptiness and loneliness, cold work as a pastime, expansion of power as leisure, longing for twenty-five hours a day to soak in the pile of papers, is indeed himself, right.

"You're really ...... like this," Dilumudo smiled, and kissed the corner of Kyogokuhiko's forehead, "Shake your hands and be careful that I will be in the air." ”

Kyogokuhiko snorted, "I'll wait." He said and pulled Di Lumuduo's bangs, squinted and bit the side of his neck, and said vaguely, "The spring night is bitter and short, and it is good that the king will not come to court early from now on." ”

Dilumudo looked around, and no one seemed to be paying attention to it, so he closed his eyes in relief, turned around and clasped Kyogokuhiko's shoulder, and kissed him deeply.

The airport was still busy in the early hours of the morning, except for the private jet that was deliberately parked in a remote place, and under the bright light, no one could see the two people hiding under the elevator.

And what can be seen and heard, they are also very discerning and far away, and they also point the people who want to approach in other directions.

As small characters who have some knowledge of the energy behind these two people, they don't want to lose their lives silently just because they see or hear the affectionate voice of their employer.

"You're... So much like in... This kind of place? Dilumudo tried hard to drag the suit jacket that had been torn off most of it, and glared at Kyogokuhiko, the stairwell data room or something, this kind of place where the wind is still dusty on all sides, and it will be discovered at any time, it is really a shame that Kyogokuhiko can still be hard.

"It's a cheating feeling, right?" Kyogokuhiko chuckled and followed the knight's smooth spine into his pants, "You're obviously excited too. ”

Indeed, this kind of easily discovered place brought an inexplicable sense of irritation, huddled in the only shadow under the bright light, rubbing against each other, but the cold wind blew hotter and hotter, making Dilumudo feel a little ...... Oh no.

Restless, panicked, and a little excited, like a fire lit in the heart, burning the mouth dry, and even burning the knight's original firm and powerful refusal, but also a little more like a taste of wanting to refuse and welcome.

"Nobody will see it, relax." Kyogokuhiko bit the bulge on Dilumudo's chest through his shirt, "I don't go in, I just rub it." ”

"You're like this... It's not like just rubbing ......" Dilumudo frowned, as if uncomfortable and comfortable, he leaned back on the elevator and faced Kyogohiko, and he could see the longing in Kyogokuhiko's eyes casually.

The kind of thirst that can only be quenched seven or eight times a night.

Almost reflexively, Dilumudo felt a dull pain in his waist.

A quick decision, he immediately set the basic battle policy in his heart, and took the initiative to get close to Kyogohiko's body, groping for kisses and rubbing, of course, there is a pleasure not to go in, and if you work hard, you can always disarm Kyogohiko.

What's more, after venting once, there are eight out of ten with Kyogohiko's temperament. Nine should dislike the mess of clothes and hurry back to take a shower and change clothes, so that he can leave some room for him to turn around, just hope that tomorrow he will not sleep until three poles in the sun before he can get up.

No matter how much your tempered body is, it can't withstand the consumption of night-to-night singing like Kyogohiko.

Dilumudo had a sad face in his heart, thinking about how to find something to do for Kyogohiko to divert his attention, whether it was writing a new book or opening a new company, it was better than doing nothing and thinking about that file every day.

Even if it's summer vacation, I can't do it.

After a little bit of nonsense, Kyogokuhiko took the car home satisfied, and on the way, he finished reading the documents that Dilumudo had brought back, and threw them aside when he had a rough idea in his heart, concentrating on teasing Dilumudo, who was sitting next to him with a straight face and a reddish face.

Until the driver suddenly screamed and slammed on the brakes, followed by a violent impact sound and dizziness, the car that had been treated with bulletproof treatment could not withstand the violent impact of the big truck, and after flying up, it rolled a few times and scraped a sharp sound on the ground, and the fuel tank burst and gasoline slowly leaked out.

"Tsk, that's really ruthless." Kyogohiko had already taken Dilumudo out of the car a second before the crash and threw the driver out, standing not far away looking at the car that had been knocked out of shape, smacking his lips, and said dissatisfied, "This is a limited edition that I have been lining up for half a year." ”

Dilumudo sighed helplessly, watching Shikigami drag the unconscious driver to a dark place and cover it with garbage, "Shouldn't you pay attention to who is doing it to you?" ”

"Isn't this coming?" Kyogohiko raised his chin at the man in black who ran out of the big truck, "The smell of wild dogs." ”

"Do I need to deal with it?" Dilumudo asked, feeling a long-lost aura from these people, that smell of killing and blood.

This made him a little bit eager to try,

"If you want to go, go there." Kyogohiko yawned and threw him a box, "Fight quickly." ”

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Gae· Dearg (Red Rose, the Devilbreaker)

Attack Range: 2~4

One of Lancer's two Noble Phantasms. Magic enhancements and additional abilities applied to the weapon will lose all effects when it comes into contact with this gun. The "Red Rose of Demon Breaker" is a permanent Activated Noble Phantasm that can be effective without chanting by its real name, and at first it is wrapped with a "charm" from the silver armor on the body of the spear to the tip of the spear to cover the ability and original form. Its attacks are especially effective against armor made of mana, and magic enhancements and additional abilities applied to the weapon will lose all effect when it comes into contact with the gun. Additional abilities will also lose all effects when they come into contact with this gun. Magic enhancements and additional abilities applied to the weapon will lose all effects when it comes into contact with this gun. Additional abilities will also lose all effects when they come into contact with this gun. Additional abilities will also lose all effects when they come into contact with this gun. Magic enhancements and additional abilities applied to the weapon will lose all effects when it comes into contact with this gun.