In war, death is at hand.

I don't remember how the battle went, I don't remember how the situation worsened, how it got better, I don't remember how the fish bit the prisoner, I don't remember how the prisoner repelled the fish.

The battle dragged on for a long time, and the prisoner, the man who called himself Abel, appeared not far away. He was badly wounded, his armor was destroyed, and the blood stained the sea red, but he did not suffocate. Did he learn not to breathe? Or maybe the blood purified the sea?

The seabed was not left intact because of their fighting.

I thought he was going to kill me, and I had no more strength left to resist, but Abel said, "You deserve to live." He took my hand and swam high to the surface.

And then I survived.

I woke up by the sea, and the first thing I saw was Lamia, lying scattered on the shore. The coast was empty, there were no demons, it was still late at night, and the moon hung in the sky.

I took a breath, and the smell of blood poured into my nostrils. My left hand and eye had been restored, and I had once again been blessed by the fish, but I still did not understand what they wanted. They follow me, and they bring down destruction as they like? Or is it just to protect me?

I checked on Lamia, she was just asleep, they were all right, even Salvatore and Betty were alive.

I suddenly felt dizzy and fell down.

I did it, I don't know how, but I did it!

I saved them all, and I'm about to become the famous hero of the Black Coffin! Wealth and power will roll in and drown me!

The waves are sweeping, the sound is loud and hypnotic. The Duchess was the first to regain consciousness, and she shook violently to her feet, only to see the surging waters chasing each other and crashing against the rocks on the shore. Then she looked at me.

I, Longinus, nicknamed the fishbone, defeated her invincible foe. With a smile on my face and deep eyes, I turned my back to her without saying a word, my hands behind my back, and I watched the tide rise and flow, and the waves burned endlessly. At this moment, there should really be a poem to set off my heroism, but unfortunately I can't write it.

It's all in plain sight.

Vasilisa asked alarmedly, "What's going on?" What about Abel? ”

Alas, she is really confused, can't she guess when she sees this scene? Do you have to admit my deeds? If that's the case, it will inevitably seem that I am not unfathomable enough, not enough to be like gold, not earthly enough, not indifferent to fame and fortune.

I said, "He.... Let's go. ”

Vasilissa asked, "He spared us?" ”

I was anxious, but I still didn't want to say it. I said, "He was forced. ”

"So, was he injured in the explosion, or was he crippled by a nuclear bomb?" ”

She couldn't see my face, didn't know that I was anxiously waiting for her to come to the conclusion I was hoping for. I said, "No, in fact, he caught up with us and was about to kill us one by one." ”

Vasilisa said: "And then? Do you have something to say in one sitting? ”

I was helpless, I couldn't bear it, and I shouted, "It's me!" It was I who stepped forward and drove Abel back and caused him to flee. It's me again, who, by wonderful means, has sent you all here! ”

Vasilisa was silent for a moment and said, "Now is not the time for jokes. ”

I said angrily, "What.... Joke? I've only made jokes all my life! ”

"If it's true, tell me in detail about the process," Vasilissa said. ”

Before I knew it, I was sweating profusely. It's so hot on the beach, so hot that I just want to jump into the sea.

The reason why the world is finished, and will continue to end, is precisely because they don't believe in the wise, they don't believe in the truth, they ask embarrassing questions about the great people, and if they don't get answers that they understand, they turn black and white upside down, ignoring the facts.

I lied as best I could, though it was not a lie at all, and I said, "He smashed our elevator car, and I pierced him in the heart again with a fish bone at the moment of the rush of water, and he was so wounded that he retreated." ”

Vasilissa said, "Your speed is like a snail in his eyes, how can you stab him?" ”

I cleared my throat and said, "I stabbed him once, and this is the second time." ”

Vasilisa asked, "Why didn't this water cause us to lack oxygen?" ”

I said, "Elevator.... Suddenly back to normal, fast up, we .... After surviving the ghost gate, I will carry you ashore one by one. That's exactly what happened. ”

Vasilissa said: "I think you're lying. ”

The merit is not recognized, which is the sadness of the world today. I was the first to wake up, and I had traces of bloody battles, isn't this ironclad proof? Why did she ask so much?

Vasilisa pondered for another half minute and said, "But so be it. She walked up to me, stretched out her slender hand to me, and a friendly smile appeared on her face. Hope was rekindled in my heart: "She is still somewhat sensible and can distinguish between right and wrong. ”

I said, "You don't have to thank me too much, this is what I should do." When you return to the Sword and Shield Society, all you need to do is send me a thank you note, preferably no less than three thousand words, and some small gifts to express your gratitude, such as diamond jewelry, Ivan's mirror, etc., to prove our friendship, and the contemptible will be satisfied. ”

Vasilisa bit my wrist vein and started sucking my blood.

My mind went blank, it felt like a broken piece of wine, both comfortable and confused, and she drank for about two minutes, wiping her mouth like wiping the stains of wine.

"Thank you for your hospitality," she said. ”

I felt half-paralyzed and shouted, "You this... Revenge little devil, you... You will have retribution. ”

Vasilisa stripped off my cloak again and put it on herself. I was much taller than her, and the tunic completely covered her upper body and upper legs. She picked up Misser and somehow summoned Ivan's Mirror, which she used to send us back to our original hut.

Vasilissa said, "Mr. Longinus, the Sword and Shield Society will remember what you have done. You have clearly fought for me, and you have defeated a formidable foe that has terrified me, no matter what the process may be. Even if he is in a dire situation, no matter how serious his injuries are, it is your courage and wisdom that allow me and Missey to survive to this day. You have protected me, and I am so grateful for that. ”

I told her that this should be said to the consul of the black coffin.

Vasilisa dripped a few drops of blood in my mouth, which melted on the tip of my tongue and tasted sweet, and she said, "This is my gift to you, to prolong your life, goodbye, and to express my sincere thanks to Commander Lamia on my behalf." Soon, the Sword and Shield Society will send an ambassador to the Black Coffin to express our alliance. ”

It's really good news, and once the two sides are aligned, I'll be in the skyscraper and the future will be bright.

There was a numbness in my wrist, which made me realize that she could suck my blood in a split second. I watched her carry Mirse on her shoulder, and Mirse's blood slowly flowed, and I said, "Duke, you can't help but suck Mirse's blood." ”

Vasilisa turned around and said, "I can't guarantee that. These glorious warriors have sworn to live and die for me. ”

I said, "You'd better promise me not to do that." ”

Vasilisa's eyes became fierce, like the fabled cold wind of the Arctic, and I endured this look, but my mood was calm. Ever since confronting the prisoner, Vasilissa had become less terrifying.

Vasilisa sighed, and she said, "Now you make me believe that you are resisting Abel. Well, I promise. ”

She dodged into the air and disappeared into the dense jungle.

I feel weak, but this place is not to stay long, the demons are haunted, and it is hard to say if they will appear out of nowhere.

As I picked up Lamia, I remembered what she seemed to say to me before she fell unconscious. Did she mean she liked me? Usually before she dies, she will make a lot of nonsense, and she doesn't know what to do, or it may be that she knows that she will not escape death, so she says her true words.

But at least she showed me her love, and she belonged to me.

I'm a calm and scheming person, and love doesn't matter to me. I have long seen through this weakness of human nature, and think that if a person can overcome the magic barrier of love, he will be the most terrible and unstoppable.

Yes, I think I've gotten to that point.

Lamia's confession of crying in desperation seemed small and ridiculous to me. In this cruel era of sorrow, whoever can control his feelings and take advantage of other people's feelings will rise and win. She is in love with me, she is already my defeated subordinate, no matter how high she is, she can no longer escape my control, she will willingly be my stepping stone....

But why is she still not waking up? Could it be that she was too badly injured? Does she have any injections left?

I went to touch her snort and there was nothing. I went to feel her pulse again, and nothing changed.

I suddenly felt tears slip from the corners of my mouth, my heart seemed to be bitten by a piranha, and in an instant there were no bones left, I called her name in a trembling voice, pressed on her heart, I kissed her cold forehead, and prayed that she would never leave me like this.

When I found out that it was all in vain, I held her and wept bitterly, and I repented of my incompetence, which had caused the most intimate and important people around me to be at odds with me.

I thought of Daria, I thought of death.

The person in my arms actually laughed, and my heart was beating when I saw her raise her face and smile brightly. I felt like I was caught in a whirlpool of sweet dreams and nightmares, one half of my body scared like winter, and the other half was boiling with blood.

Lamia laughed out loud and said, "You really think I'm dead? ”

I felt like I couldn't think anymore and asked, "Are you ..... Are you playing dead? ”

Lamia said, "So do you think I'm alive or dead now?" ”

I could only answer alive, and Lamia laughed, "Isn't that right?" ”

I put my hand to her nose and she snorted and let out a puff of hot air, and I touched her wrist again, her pulse was fast and her heart was beating like an engine. And her face was as red as the morning sun.

All I can say is, "Just now...."

"I forgot to tell you that my heart has also been modified and I can make it beat very lightly and fool some sluggish fools," Lamia said. ”

I was ashamed and blamed myself for the humiliating words I had uttered. I thought I had deceived her of love, but she tricked me into saying those unspeakable words.

Be careful, fishbone, in the age of sorrow, whoever gives more will be in a worse situation.

Lamia asked, "So, are you true about what you say?" ”

I decided to save face, and said, "My dear sir, that is a lie, for I am such a shrewd man who has seen through everything. ”