In the wilderness under the starry night, the handsome knight slowly leaned down and approached the young man sleeping on his knees, with a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, and his fingers brushed the broken hair on his cheeks, and approached the moist red lips little by little.

Closer, closer, his fingertips seemed to feel the movement of his breath, the warm tide of gas hit his skin, bringing an inexplicable throbbing, and the knight narrowed his eyes and pointed at the corner of the young man's lips.

"Why are you so enthusiastic today?" Kyogokuhiko suddenly opened his eyes, startling Dilumudo, blinking to hide the darkness under his eyes, and smiling calmly, "There is a flying insect that has landed on your cheek, I just drove it away for you." ”

This is a terrible excuse, how can the travelers under the megalithic tomb be protected by Angus, how can there be flying insects? But Kyogohiko didn't poke at him, just smiled: "Then you have to be more careful." ”

"Do as you command." Dilumudo smiled and lowered his head, picked up a strand of long hair and kissed it lightly between his lips, and was dragged by Kyogohiko on his forehead bangs.

"Obey your orders," the knight let out a sigh in a low voice, as if he was suppressing something.

And Kyogokuhiko has closed his eyes, wrapped his cloak tightly, looking like he has fallen asleep, the bonfire is burning vigorously, and the long eyelashes have left a small shadow on his fair face, strictly speaking, he is not a very standard beauty, his lips are too thin and affectionate, his complexion is too white and sickly, when he is not smiling, the corners of his mouth are slightly hooked and very arrogant and sneering, and when he laughs, his eyebrows are crooked but he looks hypocritical, only a pair of eyes, the tail of his eyes is thin red, and his eyes are as dark and bright as a little pitch black, when he looks at you intently, it is like the whole world is the only one left with you, even if people know that there is a dangerous dark tide under the calm waves, they can't help but drown in those eyes.

"It's late at night, let's sleep." Kyogokuhiko said.

At this time, the night was deep, and the stars seemed to be a little tired after a night's light, and it seemed much darker, and the sound of insects faded away, and the wilderness fell into the quietest time of the day.

Dilumudo leaned his back against the boulder and closed his eyes relaxedly

The dream is still a beautiful scenery full of spring flowers, and before the dawn of the morning light is sprinkled on this land, Angus can stay in the dream of his adopted son, who has left the bank of the river where Dilumudo died, and has changed to a meadow, and the flowers are blooming just right, Angus sits cross-legged on the ground, plucks the flowers and slowly weaves them in his hands, and listens to his adopted son sit beside him and narrate the life of this world.

The brief first summoning was skipped by Dilumudo's words, and Angus didn't delve into it, but just gently touched Dilumudo's hair like every father who loves his children deeply.

Dilumudo talked about the magnificent Valhalla, the bizarre world more than a hundred years later, and also talked about the evil taste that Kyogokuhiko made him quite distressed.

It seemed like a thousand years ago, and the young child lay on Angus's lap, wrinkled and complained, and then waited expectantly for his almighty adoptive father to give him an answer.

Angus frowned, stretched out again, and asked softly, "My child, have you ever experienced love?" ”

"Yes, I have." Dilumudo nodded, "I was in love with the princess of the underwater kingdom, but because of magic, I have forgotten that feeling. "It was a beautiful and graceful princess who had kindled the fire of my love, but now I didn't feel it," he sighed. ”

"Where's Granny? You've been on the run for sixteen years together, haven't you fallen in love with her? ”

"No, I didn't." Dilumudo replied calmly, "When I see her, I only think that she is the wife of Lord Finn, and I don't think about it at all, which is immoral. ”

Without any memory of love, Dilumudo certainly couldn't tell the ambiguous teasing in Kyogoku's words, and kisses and hugs were probably as common as daily handshakes for the unrestrained and enthusiastic Celts who took the feast as the first step in their teenage adulthood.

- Although Dilumudo was a bystander most of the time and never participated, he was teased and shy by his comrades.

As the god of love, Angus had been keenly aware of some clues in Dilumudo's narrative, and he smiled quietly and placed the wreath of flowers in his hand on Dilumudo's head, "This is a blessing, my child. He took Dilumudo's hand and wanted to take off the garland, "From the wreath of Eros, you will have a beautiful love." ”

Dilumudo was silent for a long time, and said to Angus with a sincere face: "Lord Adoptive Father, the morning is coming, and I should wake up. ”

It's hard enough to have a love mole, and with the blessing of a god of love, Dilumudo feels that he will have to go around in a woman's disaster for the rest of his life.

"Okay, okay, it's time for you to wake up." Angus smiled and leaned over to kiss Dilumudo's forehead, implying blessing and protection, "There is darkness lurking in your heart, but light will come eventually." ”

"Don't be afraid, my Diel, you are the hero of this world."

Dilumudo opened his eyes to the morning light, he was lying on the ground, wearing Kyogokuhiko's cloak, the bonfire warmed the slightly cool air of the late summer morning, sat up on the ground and looked around, Kyogokuhiko didn't know where he went, the sun had not completely come out, the wilderness was dyed with a layer of light blue that had not faded in the night, he took a deep breath, stood up and folded his cloak, walked to the river and picked up a handful of river water and threw it on his face.

The water from the melting snow in the mountains was still very cool in this weather, and after washing his face and scratching his hair, Dilumudo shook his head happily and stretched.

Then he was pasted on his face with a piece of brocade, and out of the corner of his eye, which was not muddled, he saw Kyogokuhiko walking over with a bamboo basket, and said with a look of disgust: "Wipe it clean." ”

The breakfast for the two of them was bought by Kyogokuhiko in the morning at the nearest town, and although the town where few foreigners came was very wary of him, but for the sake of the large bill he took out, he still enthusiastically filled him with a lot of food, and a little girl stuffed an apple into it.

It was red and round, like a little girl's face.

Kyogokuhiko and Dilumudo sat down together and enjoyed a berry pie, two large baguettes, a couple of steaming sausages, and a large red apple.

"Let's go back to England." Dilumudo said.

"Want to leave after a day?" Kyogokuhiko raised an eyebrow, "I thought you wanted to stay." ”

Dilumudo said with a smile: "I have seen what I should see, I have asked what I should ask, now it's time to leave, it's better not to stay in front of the gate of the kingdom of God for a long time." ”

Kyogohiko stared at him for a while, and said with a smile, "Okay, then let's go." ”

So the day after he arrived in Ireland, Kyogokuhiko took Dilumudo on the return journey.

When he came to his destination, he walked straight from London to his destination, but when he went back, he walked around slowly, and the scenery of this era was very different from the scenery of Dilumu's many days, and sometimes he would point to a certain place and talk about what that place was like back then, and Kyogokuhiko would stand aside and listen to him, interjecting a few words from time to time.

It was because of this delay that by the time they returned to the manor house on the outskirts of London, the leaves on the trees had already fallen and a layer of snow had accumulated on the ground, and although the manor was not visited at the moment, the maidservants still diligently swept the snow from the roads, watered the roses and pruned the branches, and even built a sturdy nest on the trees for the wintering birds, which would not be blown off the branches.

――In case one day His Majesty went out for a walk on a whim and was hit on the head by the bird's nest, they would die.

Therefore, when Jing Jiyan came back, the manor was thriving, and Zhang Yong was waiting at the door early, "Greetings to Your Majesty." With a smile, he took the heavy cloak on Kyogokuhiko's body, handed it a lighter crane, and said to Di Lumu, "Good day, Mr. Di." ”

Dilumudo nodded and said, "Good day." ”

The weather was cold in winter, and even if the two of them went out directly in summer clothes, they would be fine, and they had to wear thick winter clothes to avoid being watched, and after going out for two laps, Kyogokuhiko thought that his clothes were too cumbersome and he spent most of his time indoors.

He got up in the morning to deal with all kinds of official documents, played the piano and read books, and he also took out a leopard from the inherent enchantment and threw it outside to pass the time, and the days were nourishing.

However, Di Lumuduo was sent to run around, and he took over nearly half of the farmland purchased by the new factory of the owner and the farmland purchased by the west family, so that Zhang Yong could free up his hands to run the network of people that had been laid out in the summer.

In the winter, when people don't go out much, they naturally have to spend more energy on contacting all parties, so as not to become estranged after a winter.

Dilumudo used to be a lord with a rich territory, so he was also very easy to deal with such things, but sometimes there were some temporary changes.

Solving the trouble of stumbling on his feet, Dilumudo rode his horse and hurried back, the famous horse from the north stepped on the snow without a trace, and only fell a shallow pit in the snow under the spread of his hooves, and arrived at the manor in a few quarters of an hour, jumped off the horse and threw the reins to the servant who took care of the horses, Dilumudo walked through the hall, ascended the stairs, pushed open the door of the study, and put the urgently retrieved Wen Jiàn in front of Kyogokuhiko, and let out a long sigh of relief.

"It's half a minute late, but it's still fast." Kyogokuhiko glanced at the clock standing in the corner, and opened the text that was still stained with snowflakes, "How many people?" ”

Dilumudo sat on the sofa and took a sip of black tea, gasped and replied, "Five." ”

"It's really stingy." Kyogokuhiko put down his pen and said, "It's almost enough to assassinate you." "His business is big, so naturally it is in the way of many people, and it is completely expected that someone wants to carry out an assassination or something.

"The Earl of Van Domhain is very watchful, and it is good that they can make up five." Dilumudo said with a smile, the warm room made his whole body relax, and he sat on the sofa with a slight bend, and the leopard lying at Kyogokuhiko's feet rubbed against him, and was so excited by the cold air on his body that he sneezed twice.

"You're going to be good." Kyogohiko raised his eyes to see Dilumudo and the leopard rubbing around happily, and couldn't help but say, putting down the pen in his hand, "Dilumudo, read this book to me." ”

Dilumudo stood up, walked over to the bookshelf and asked, "What do you want to listen to?" ”

"You pick." Kyogokuhiko flapped the chin of the leopard who ran to him again and invited him to pet, stepped on his shoes and socks and put Chi. Bare feet tucked under its fluffy belly.

"So," Dilumudo glanced around the bookshelf and reached for a copy, "and that's it." ”

- Ancient Celtic Myths and Legends

Some things are not said to be put down or really put down, but if you can already mention this matter with a casual smile, it means that the wound in the heart that has not healed for a long time has finally begun to scab slowly after many years.

Dilumudo felt that the wound that had been pressing on his heart for countless years, allowing him to sign a contract with the world to become a heroic spirit, seemed to be the time for the scab to heal.

"Don't you want to hear a story about me."

Sitting on the couch in front of the fireplace, flipping open the gilt cover, Dilumudo took a deep breath.

"But this story will be a little boring."