Chapter 2: Conspiracy (2)
The life of witches is very long, especially long, it is known from the mouth of the crow that it is like this, but one day, Dillas intrudes into their lives, and some peace is broken.
A sharp clatter of wings slashed across the sky, and a strange cry caught the attention of the people on the ground.
The sky was constantly being occupied by eagle beasts as long as silver wings and human faces, and they were constantly gathering in dense numbers, as if there was no limit.
"It's the !! of Beruka" I don't know who broke the fear and shouted, everything that was originally calm was shattered, I don't know who shouted to run, and the gathered crowd fled everywhere like a plate of loose sand, without its original formation.
Beruka, a creature that feeds exclusively on people, is not guaranteed to be unscathed, even if it has master-level abilities.
"Ahh Salulu looked at the people who kept fleeing with contempt on her face, snorted, looked at Chiro who was still motionless and said, "Gone, what are you still looking at here, do you want to die?" ”
"However, these three princes ......"
"If you want to die, you can keep it, anyway, the palace people only said that they would take him to the black forest and didn't say where to take him, with this guy's current state, how long do you think he can live, let's go, if you want to delay me and my father's dinner, your few lives are not enough to compensate."
"......."
"You don't want to go, I don't want to stay in this place for a second longer."
"Uh, wait for me, Sarulu."
As the voice gradually moved away from him, only the sound of strange monsters screaming in the sky, the sound of dust raised by the huge wind, choked him and coughed, Atos looked up at the world through his blurred eyes, and a strange relief appeared in his heart, and there was a moment of unwillingness.
Die, where all humiliation is buried.
Blood, once again, stained the black forest.
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'Quack'
"You give me quiet, I'm not mistaken, this bottle of green is added to this white bottle, crow, you should shut your mouth!"
The conversation of one man and one bird is like early morning noise, which is irritating.
Heaven was so noisy that before he could finish thinking about it, his consciousness fell asleep again.
"This man won't die." I crossed my legs and quietly flipped through the book on my lap, 'The Passionate History of How the Son Fell in Love with a Witch'.
If this man dies, the little lady will be fully responsible. ’
"Hmm." I replied vaguely, looking at the book in my hand with relish, speaking of, this otherworldly style is quite open, probably due to the lack of understanding of the witch, people's fantasies can be said to be unscrupulous, actually the world's most noble son and the witch together, but also with a hot picture, I can't help but be amazed, the story is that the son accidentally fainted in the Black Forest, was rescued by the witch, but the witch fell in love with the son, imprisoned the son and then like that, oh, The content behind is very yellow and violent, I giggle when I see it, although I am a little lacking in emotion, but I feel that kind of particularly strong emotion, I will still get a little touch.
Ah, I feel so red.
'Little Miss, what did you see, why did you blush so red, is it because you are not feeling well? ’
"No, no, no." Oh, I'm biting my tongue, ah, it's a nuisance to lie.
'Little Miss, you don't have much feeling about your mother's death, otherwise why would you save this person in the end. ’
"......," the animal was very sharp, and said, "I'm just trying to pick the right time." ”
........ crow squatted on his exclusive bird stand, his red eyes staring at me like that, for some reason, he felt that he had been seen through by this creature, but he didn't say anything, just stood there lonely, like a pet abandoned by his owner, for a moment, the guilt instantly occupied my heart, but when I thought of the life I wanted, that guilt was suppressed again.
A moan of "Hmmm....." caught their attention, and for the first time I felt that it was worth saving this person.
I walked as if I was running away, no, I should have run to the moaning place.
The gray-blue soft hair of the young man lying on the lace and velvet bed seemed to be gnawed, uneven, pale as paper, but it did not reduce the beauty of this young man at all, more weak, and soft. The hands overlapping the quilt were wrapped in circles of bandages, the slightly frowning eyebrows seemed to contain a lot of pain, the forehead was also full of sweat, the pale lips were bitten and bleeding, the red blood was like a little red on pure white paper, very dazzling, and the throat was a little dry.
The long fingers reached out to it as if bewitched......
"Water...."
As if startled, I took a few steps back, took a deep breath, and hurried out of the room, walking down the corridor, I hated this constitution, but I didn't particularly hate it, it was a contradiction, and gradually I slowly stopped, and made a 'magic spell of tea flying quickly', and walked to the room with the tea of the rose gold eagle.
As soon as I opened the door, I felt a gaze looking at me, the blue eyes that had been closed were now open, as clear as washing, crisp as vibrant green branches, but there was a terrible hollow inside, the two were intertwined with darkness and vitality, and the contradictions were properly combined, as if this person should have been born like this.
This is a beautiful boy, and I give this boy a high evaluation in my heart.
But beautiful things are always poisonous, even if they are now cloaked in a harmless skin.
"Are you feeling better when you wake up?" I put the tea set on the low cabinet and sat on the chair next to me to make tea.
I could feel the boy moving with my movements, and if I hadn't known that he was blind and thought he was a normal person, I thought he had used to not having eyes before.
I poured the tea and drank it to myself, looking at the young man's hand that kept tightening the quilt, and after a long time, the corners of my mouth were unintentionally hooked.
The boy spoke for a long time before he said, "Yes... Did you save me? The boy's voice was very hoarse, probably because he had not been in the water for a long time, his mouth was chapped, and the voice did not seem to sound as good as I expected, or it could be because he had not entered the water.
"Hmm." I replied vaguely, took a sip of water, and felt that the young man's gaze was still on me, and then I remembered...... I don't seem to say the name or anything like that, such as self-reporting home, after all, TV dramas seem to be written like this.
"Yuri." The man was probably a man of few words, and he was silent for a long time before he spoke, his voice was very flat, and he gave people a sense of coldness for no reason, with a faint smell of roses on his body.
"Aitos."
The man answered softly, and then fell silent, like a proud peacock who would not respond if he did not take the initiative to talk.