13. Winter Lord (Update Unified)
The moment Theodore disappeared from the radiant teleportation array, the door to the room was broken, and Baron Walker broke in with his servants, and when he saw Agarhas looking at him expressionlessly, he couldn't help but take a step back, pointed at him and stammered, "You, you-the knight clearly said that you are-"
"Do you say that magic of any attribute will automatically attack me?"
Agarhas sighed, as if he was tired.
"It's too much trouble to explain." He said, "At the end of the day, it's all because you're justβ"
"-- just a swarm of ants."
Everyone saw his hand move slightly.
Suddenly, they all saw Baron Walker's head fall to the ground with a mixture of surprise and horror.
But no one didn't see how the Winter Lord did it.
There is no blood at the moment, because the blood has not yet had time to come out.
But Chu Songluo hated that the blood would stain the ground when it came out, because they were blocked at the door, and it would be inconvenient to go out by themselves later.
So Baron Walker's body was suddenly covered with a layer of frosty cold, and then shattered into ice dust.
As if someone had finally remembered the right expression of fear, a hoarse scream rang out, but it soon came to an abrupt end.
The person who stopped the scream made a "shhhhh
Chu Songluo has always liked his malicious bad thoughts, and said softly.
"The throne is for me."
The words fell, so the castle shook violently, the walls that had been strong for hundreds of years suddenly collapsed, and dust was everywhere, and some of the people in the living room were laughing and laughing a second ago, but at this moment they had been smashed down by the waist, and everyone screamed and cried and fled in all directions, but Chu Songluo stepped on the ruins and walked out of the smoke and dust. Outside the castle, a group of knights who seemed to be dressed in the night were silent, and when they saw him come out, they took out the black rock-colored hussar horse.
The horse snorted, and Chu Songluo turned over and got on the horse and put on his armor.
The soldier next to him reported to him: "...... Evidence of the Templar Chief's letter to Baron Walker for the life of the Guardian has been obtained, and the people who were captured to use it as the Immortal Stone are dead, and the area will be garrisoned by the Kairat Army to maintain order. β
Chu Song bowed his head to show his understanding, and said in a low voice: "Inform the army to keep up and continue to advance towards Altado tonight." β
Today's lines are also handsome, Chu Songluo is extremely happy, secretly looking forward to how many obstacles Theodore can remove for himself under the stimulation.
**
The white moonstone building is complemented by a gold and red color scheme, which is both solemn and holy, but also glorious and noble.
Central Temple.
Theodore suddenly appeared in a remote corner of the back garden of the temple, and immediately smelled a faint smell of blood. Pushing aside the weeping flower tree and searching all the way, he happened to see his knight Arnardo kneeling on the ground, with countless scars on his body, large and small, and his abdomen even seemed to be pierced by a sharp sword, almost fatal, probably hiding here to recuperate before leaving.
Seeing him appear, Arnardo was both surprised and delighted as if he had been sent to him by the archbishop, "Your Highness! β
He was about to move two steps, but the pain of the wound made him unable to move, and he fell to his knees again.
Arnardo smiled bitterly and said, "Please forgive me for my gaffe, my subordinate has just fought with the villains and was unfortunately injured......"
"Scoundrel?"
Hearing this rhetorical question, Arnardo raised his head and was about to fool the past, but suddenly saw that the Holy Son, who had always been gentle and amiable, had a cold look in his eyes and an expressionless face at the moment.
ββ¦β¦ Your Highness? β
- Arnardo will be killed very lightly.
Theodore understood part of Achareth's intention in sending him over.
It's obviously a use, but he has no fear.
Theodore smiled slightly, and called to his chief knight, "Al." β
Arnardo was embraced by him with a puzzled look.
Theodore was familiar with his body, but disgusted with his own familiarity. He sighed softly at the pungent smell of blood.
"Al, when I arrived in the Far North, I missed you very much."
Arnardo's eyes widened, "Your Highness! How did you end up in that kind of place, was itβ" he seemed to suddenly figure something out, "yes...... Did the archbishop do it? β
The answer to him was a snowflake made of ice cubes that pierced his heart.
The flowers bloom, then silently close and shrink into delicate rings, "dedicated to the flowers of light."
It's just that in the gap of the snowflakes, there is a little bit of blood red color.
Theodore shook his hand, letting the drop of blood fall.
As he walked towards the main hall of the temple, he wondered if his current appearance would be similar to that of Acharest.
It turns out that if you love someone, you will gradually be devoured by him. From flesh and blood to his expression, it was all dyed with his color.
Agarhas had no intention of resting, nor did he want to consume the forces of the two sides defending the city, after all, he was powerful, and a fool would not wait for him to come slowly to receive the benefits of the fisherman. The army was nothing more than a front, and he fought from the beginning with the idea of a surprise attack by elite troops.
There were so many mysteries in him, and Theodore couldn't guess what many things were even going on.
Why did he suddenly appear when he was attacked by a wild beast at that time?
Why is he sometimes gentle and sometimes tyrannical?
Why love him?
Theodore felt that his feelings were burning too intensely and abruptly, and he was even startled when he realized it.
In the midst of the storm in Artado, the Holy Son of the Temple suddenly changed his habit of inaction and took the initiative to seize power and began to besiege the archbishop.
The army of the cold winter lord is still on the way, the duke besieging the city is becoming more and more arrogant, the king does nothing, he will only shrink into the palace, the prices in the city are high, and the people are panicked for a while.
Before the spring flowers began to fall, the Son finally regained most of his power. Beginning in the middle of the night, a quiet battle took place inside the holy temple. When the first rays of the morning sun slanted into the temple, at Theodore's feet lay the dying archbishop.
He said, "Who has changed you, my child?" You've been in a daze for so long, why don't you sleep forever? β
Theodore was silent for a while, and then replied, "He said I summoned him." I don't know why he woke me up. β
The archbishop coughed a few times, gasping for air in a rough and tired voice, but his smile was as wise as ever: "It's simple, kid. You summoned him, so he domesticated you. β
At this moment, the archbishop looked like the kind old man who had raised him, and smiled and said, "After all, you are only half-"
Theodore took his life before he could finish speaking.
The people in the temple chanted that the Son was the Son of the Oracle, and while he skillfully smiled at the same time, he was in a trance: he had killed so many people, but he did not feel heartache, only that he felt that he was getting more and more dirty, lest he hate him even more.
When he bathed at night, the water was boiling hot, Theodore rubbed his skin desperately with the rough sand bath stone, and the hot feeling gradually disappeared in the hot water, only to become a dazed pain like a blunt blow, and the steam made him a little dizzy, and he saw his own blood seeping out through his skin under the surface of the water, moving and spreading out, changing the color of the water.
Theodore saw his face shaken in the ripples.
It was a beautiful face, and he had gained a lot of favor and pleasure from it. At this moment, he felt that the fog was too heavy and too hot, and it burned his eyes with a faint pain. He reached out to crush the shadow on the water, and when he saw that it was still condensed, he still looked back at himself innocently, and finally he couldn't help but hold himself and weep.
He wanted to see Acharus again, but he was afraid that he would be pushed away again after meeting, and he did not understand how to win his pity.
It's best to die at the moment.
Theodore remembered the first time he had cheated in his previous life.
Only that question won't. It's just that one question is not perfect.
The feeling of anxiety and self-blame is like discovering that your sexuality is different from that of others.
He skipped gym class, soothed himself in the empty boys' dormitory, and shed big tears in his breath.
Why can't this be done alone.
Why this alone is not perfect.
Then the crossing was a cheat, and he numbed his mood and indulged in the pleasure of finally getting the answer to this question.
Now he finally knew that he had avoided answering, rather than finding one.
The water temperature gradually cools. Theodore closed his eyes and remembered the smell of ice and snow.
It's good to be dead now.
He buried his head in the water until he could breathe and did not look up. His consciousness gradually blurred, but he was suddenly pulled up by a handful of hair.
Achareth's expression was cold, and his eyes were mocking, "Did I give you permission to kill yourself?" β
Theodore was surprised and speechless, dumbfounded. It really hurt to pull his hair, but he was as docile as a squirrel, looked at him obediently, and whispered, "Acharus......"
It's just that my heart is desperate to be able to touch him and be surrounded by his smell.
However, the man sneered, "Don't you want to die?" β
With that, he pressed Theodore's head into the water.
Water choked into his nose, Theodore coughed desperately, swallowed a large mouthful of water, got stuck in his trachea and cracked and hurt, and finally couldn't help but break free to get up, only to be pulled out by Agallus by the hair.
Theodore endured the pain in his chest, as if he didn't care about his own pain, "You...... How did it end up here? β
"Don't you get it yet?" The man said, "You are the one who is favored by this world, and I am chosen to be your protector. β
He scoffed and added, "Even though I have left the Far North, I will be attacked indiscriminately by all magic because of the curse. β
Theodore pursed his lips, a little uneasy: "Is it because I'm dying that you're automatically summoned here?" β
Chu Songluo felt sick to his stomach when he thought that he might have had such a look in the past, and his tone became more and more cold: "Although I don't know what you have experienced to give up on yourself like this, this is the only person in the world who can kill you." If you want to continue to die, unless you kill me first. β
Theodore looked up at him in surprise.
Dressed in armor, Agarhas seemed to be summoned here on the way to attack Artardo. Leaving the Far North, the corners of his eyebrows and eyes were still cold.
"The Great Prophecy Technique, a spell that the previous generations of Holy Sons could not do, is used very well, but it is muddy all day long, regardless of power, and only loves to indulge in beauty. What kind of reality are you escaping, Your Highness Theodore? β
"It's so ugly," he said, with a look of almost disgust, "that you give up on yourself and don't dare to take responsibility for what you've done. β
"Achareth ......"
Theodore muttered his name.
It turned out that he had already seen his attitude of squandering all these years like a fool.
He smiled bitterly, hesitated, and whispered, "I don't know if you believe it or not...... Actually, I'm from another world. β
Theodore came out of the bath and showed his young and beautiful body to the other party.
"There, the love for the same sex is morning dew, fragile, illusory, and invisible to the sun."
Chu Songluo listened to him without saying a word, and adjusted his expression of silent listening at the right time.
ββ¦β¦ Maybe the future will be good, but it's a pity that my time is too early. I will be talked about, sometimes ridiculed, and my parents will cry and scold......"
His tears began to fall again, and his voice became choked.
"I didn't mean to...... I'm just afraid, afraid that as soon as I wake up from this dream, someone will scold me again, and when I wake up, I want to think if I'm dead in that world...... Even the love of the past will soon dissipate, and someone will point at my face and hate my fornication. β
Theodore smiled almost in despair, "Acharest, I'm still good-looking...... I know I'm dirty, I just want to hug you......"
"--Can I hug you?"
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In the silence, he felt like he was going to be suffocated by the temperature of the air.
His tears were wiped away, and when he looked up, Agareth's expression was strangely cold, soft.
"Your stupidity and cowardice, so ugly."
Theodore just buried himself in his arms and hugged each other tightly.
He heard Agarhas say, "This is the last time you will be allowed to be so weak." From now on, if you want to kill, sharpen your sword; If you want authority, climb it yourself; If you want roses, cultivate them yourselfβif you want me, try to see if I can fall in love with you. β
"Chase my back forever before I kill you."
He took a step back and grabbed Theodore's chin to force him to look up at himself, "The throne is for me, and you happen to be a pretty dog." β
He was answered by a kiss mixed with the smell of blood that had bitten his lips.
Chu Songluo finally felt that the laws of the world began to favor him for the most part, and happily replied to his invitation, teasing him so powerlessly that he was unable to fight back, softened into a puddle of water, and asked him softly with malice: "Could it be that you serve God just to let him see you in estrus all day long?" β
The young man's eyes were rippling, as if he wanted to cry, "Achares...... Achares, you can help me......" He gently bit the man's Adam's apple and sucked and licked, and said indistinctly, "I am about to serve my god with my body......"
The white incense candles in the temple can burn for a long time, so the color of the water in the bath reflects the intertwined limbs and trivial sighs for a long time.
**
No one could have imagined that the Winter Lord of the Far North, Agarus Rionasibi, would return fourteen years after leaving Altado and kill his uncle, King Edward Rionasibie, in one night.
The temple issued a statement saying that the previous king had robbed the real king of the throne and was eventually rejected by the whole world, and now that the real king has succeeded to the throne, the world will naturally be restored. There were many people who blindly believed in the temple, and they gathered to thank the gods for their kindness and mercy, so Chu Songluo quickly sent a surprise attack force to kill the rebellious Duke Odo and his henchmen, and no one accused him of cruel public opinion, but sighed that the real king should have such a brave ability.
The leaderless soldiers were naturally surrendered, and Yartado quickly completed the process of integrating the surrounding order and resuming trade in the city.
In the following 30 years, King Acharus led his troops to conquer large territories many times; For the first time, a tripartite agreement between humans, elves, and gnomes was signed, allowing them to divide a certain territorial sphere of influence in the kingdom of Seyinbila on the premise of ensuring that they would not harm each other, set their own rules for the entry and exit of humans, and make trade agreements. A large number of magic academies were built, and the union system of various industries such as the Magician Association was improved, and the local magician association had the responsibility of protecting the local law and order, and at the same time enjoying a certain amount of benefits, thus improving the rules for magicians to get along with ordinary people.
Then Agarhas died of illness.
No magic could save him, for the previous king had cast an extremely vicious curse at the cost of three thousand lives - once he left the Far North, Agarhas would be attacked by any magical element.
Theodore was stunned to see Agareth look so pure and gentle for the first time.
"Theodore."
He called his name.
Achareth's hair had turned silver-gray, but Theodore, because he was half-elf, had outlived a human and still looked like a young man.
He burst into tears unconsciously, "Achareth ......? β
"You're still ugly when you cry."
Achareth's eyes were still as low as the night when the snow fell, but the night sky was finally losing its brilliance as the snow refracted.
"You are free to die."
The world collapsed in an instant.
ββLord's Chapter-Endγ