As night fell, the moonlight shone through the dense pine needles, forming beams of thick and thin pillars of light, dimming the shade of the trees wafting with gauzy moisture.

Jarre strolled alone through the court lanes of Valhalla, walking calmly, all the way to his residence without hindrance. His current identity is no longer the little gardener, but the dark star, and he still has the right to walk and patrol at night, and the palace guards have no right to intervene, let alone stop it.

"Huh?"

When he was about to arrive at his residence, the black-haired knight sensed the aura of Sigurudo, and after a little speculation, he could guess that the other party had probably abused his power and directly broke into his temporary housing.

Yare pushed open the door and walked straight into the bedroom, where he found Valkyrie curled up on the bed wrapped in a bed of silk.

Unlike her usual shrewd and capable image, she was sleeping very lazy and even a little embarrassed, and her expensive silk pajamas were full of wrinkles, like a bath towel wrapped around them. The futon was half draped over her body, half in her arms, and her entire thighs were exposed, like an unsuspecting child.

"Wearing sexy lingerie at night and burrowing into a single man's residence, should I say you are open, or stupid......"

The black-haired knight walked over to the bed and looked at the sleeping face, his long eyelashes trembling slightly, his cheeks the charming hue of pink apples. There was some leakage in the window, and the wind came in, causing the waterfall of blonde hair to ripple on the sheets from time to time.

Yalei looked at her silently for a second, then waved his hand open the window, and the cold air outside the window suddenly whistled in. Due to the storm just now, the room was cold, and the firewood in the fireplace had long been extinguished.

"Chirp!"

Sigurudo couldn't help but sneeze, and finally couldn't pretend anymore, kicked off the futon, turned over and jumped up, and glared at him angrily:

"Seeing me sleeping in the bed, your guy's first reaction was to open the window! Is it because I'm not attractive enough, or do you like someone else!"

"You're charismatic...... But it's not appropriate today. The black-haired knight was so focused on business that he wasn't in the mood to discuss riding with her.

"Hmm......"

The Valkyrie walked to the side of the bed, bent down, approached him and looked at him carefully, suddenly showed a look of understanding, and said with a smile:

"You must be upset about the marriage ceremony, it's okay, it's not your fault that you didn't defeat Meyle. ”

"What?"

Yalei was speechless for a moment, and the other party's current performance made him feel a little nonsensical.

"The matter has already been spread, you don't need to hide it!"

Sigurudo suddenly threw himself into the arms of the black-haired knight, kissed him very passionately, and narrowed his eyes beautifully:

"In order to let the queen give marriage, you are desperate to challenge Meier, although you have not succeeded, but I have received that heart, thank you. ”

“......”

The black-haired knight's heart turned upside down, although it was completely opposite to the actual situation, but everything he did did did seem to be close to the rumors.

What is this, doing nothing and increasing favorability, it's already a bad fate, right!?

"By the way, I have intelligence. ”

Sigurudo, as if remembering something, looked up at him, and smiled like a fox stealing grapes:

"Fei Lu's evaluation of you has changed, and he no longer rejects your identity, but this does not rule out that he has been in a better mood recently. I heard that his younger sister, who is in a wheelchair, has finally healed from her childhood trauma and is basically able to take care of herself. It is estimated that because of this incident, Fei Lu seems to have changed people during this time. ”

"That's a good thing, let's bless him. Knowing this, Yalei smiled lightly.

"That...... Are you really not coming?"

Valkyrie looked at him with wet eyes, her cheeks flushed, and her cherry lips opened slightly, exhaling a warm fragrance.

“...... Forget it. ”

The black-haired knight hugged her and sat on the edge of the bed, thinking about it but politely refused.

"That's right. ”

Siguruddo showed a disappointed expression, gritted his teeth, and his tone suddenly became tough:

"Then you will be responsible for sleeping with me!"

"No problem. ”

"Don't be lazy, when I wake up, if you're not there, just wait to break up!"

“......”

Areh felt the urge to break up with Valkyrie immediately, but out of reason, he decided to talk about it later, and it would be better to maintain the relationship for now:

"No, it won't. ”

"Hmmm......"

Sigurudo didn't continue to move, but responded softly, resting his head on the other's chest, and closing his eyes in satisfaction.

The black-haired knight pulled the futon over her and looked down at Valkyrie's sleeping face—like a child.

......

After hypnotizing the Valkyrie and making sure that she would not wake up for a short time, Arley went into the bathroom and habitually took a hot shower. After a brief wash, he changed his clothes and quietly left the residence.

This time, the black-haired knight's destination is a large cemetery, which is also the training ground of the guardian planet Arubellesi.

Walking through the narrow and cramped corridors and walking in the dense decaying cemetery, there is a cold and oppressive atmosphere everywhere, and the air seems to be covered with invisible clouds and mist, making the already wet and cold air a little more cold.

Scattered here and there, bits and pieces of purple crystals stubbornly occupy every inch of the sun's corner, as if only in the sun's isolation can it be preserved for a long time. The deeper you go, the more the decaying soil tends to dry and compact, as if something inside has been brutally extracted.

Yare stopped behind a few broken tombstones and watched, and Arubelisi sat in the center of the cemetery, the surrounding tombstones lying inward like weeds around him.

The guardian sat cross-legged on a collapsed tombstone, his eyes closed, his mouth and nose exhaling violently, his hands outstretched, his hands grasping the air, and his palms constantly absorbing purple and bewitching smoke. There was a faint purple mist in the air, and they swelled out of the surface like snakes, and finally swam to the guardian star's hands under the traction of some force.

"Corpse gas? Isn't it right...... Compared to Goethe's corpse qi, his abilities tend to be more neutral...... But staying in such a place day and night to absorb the negative energy accumulated by the undead...... Is he crazy!?"

The black-haired knight could feel the essence of the fire of life in Arubelisi, which had a sense of peace and nature, as if it could dissolve in heaven and earth, and be hidden in the invisible anytime and anywhere.

But this force has been mixed with too many impurities, almost covered up its true face, and what the other party is doing is clearly a way to take advantage of the unilateral pursuit of power and endless troubles.