Crimson Servant

Time goes back half an hour.

the other side.

Revan and Galahad returned in a hurry. In order to face the most terrifying enemy, the warrior placed the girl he had just found behind the team. Now that the danger ahead has disappeared, Raven immediately rushes back without stopping, as if the place he originally thought was safe has turned into a dangerous place.

Galahad understood this worry. He silently followed Raven's unconsciously quickening pace, thinking in his mind whether the others left in the altar were safe. Needless to say, if the escaped Mind Flayers brought back Morgan's forces, they at the Ritual Altar would be the first to bear the brunt.

It didn't take much time for the two strong warriors to return to the camp. When they passed the corner, their eyes involuntarily moved to the hidden location they had chosen personally.

Raven slowed down, suppressing his breathing and staring straight at it.

The awakened Morena Adelac had become friendly friends with Bella, and when she smiled and listened to the story of the adventurers along the way, she felt something in her heart and turned her head.

Their eyes collided.

Raven felt his strong heartbeat, which almost became the only sound in his ears.

Galahad patted the warrior's back gently, gestured for Bella and him to leave, and said to Raven's blushing face.

"You are not in the water, don't forget to breathe, my friend."

Morena leaned against the wall with her luggage on her pillow, and the clean blanket covered her legs. Her eyes blinked unconsciously in the light powder of the Pixar flying away, and her attention returned to Raven's face. .

The two of them seemed to be engaged in a competition where whoever speaks first loses.

The match was particularly unfavorable to Raven, as the marks on his face came to life in the proximity of Morena, making him feel itchy and stinging. He tightened his face, maintaining the same calm expression as the girl, and came to her side.

He lost.

"There are no external injuries on your body. Do you feel there is anything wrong with you?"

The face so close did not cause any change in Morena's mood. She stared at Raven's face, looking at the slave marks that were quietly expanding on his face. She raised her hand and touched his face.

The touch of the mistress restored calm to the mark, her lips parted, and she softly uttered words that made Raven feel nostalgic.

“Raven.” Morena’s pronunciation is drawn out longer than the others, with a playful rising tone at the end, as is her habit. After naming Raven, she came up with the pronunciation that made her call unique, even though it seemed like a comical mistake to others. But both of them maintained a tacit understanding.

"Thank you for your rescue, Free Crow. The Adelac family will remember this kindness." Morena Adelaide bowed forward. When she raised her head again, her eyebrows were already raised in dissatisfaction, "This is your Pity for the orphan of the Adelac family?"

As a former noble, Morena still has some old-fashioned etiquette left in her body, but she has not abandoned these because these etiquettes have become her only dignity.

Raven is not good at dealing with this. The emotions that are constantly surging in his heart are constantly dismantling his inner thoughts, just as easily as he kills his enemies.

"No." This is the only survivor of the warrior's inner battlefield.

"Then why? You want to save me? Show me your powerful force. Will this make you proud of having surrendered to me? You want to show your fangs to your former master and let her understand that the situation is complete. Reversed?" Morena's voice became colder and colder, and the atmosphere moved in a bad direction that Raven didn't want to see.

He didn't know that his silent rescue would be a blow to Morena's self-esteem, and he hoped that Morena would understand what he meant.

But does he understand it himself? Raven looked back on his silent pursuit.

When chasing the shell ship, he had no time to think. His body was already moving forward according to some kind of instinct, and the marks on his face kept reminding him of the direction. This more direct feeling filled the need for him to overthrow the Adelac family and liberate the slaves. The emptiness afterward.

Are these what you want? What are your goals? Who is in control of their own direction now?

Disassembling his thoughts layer by layer, Raven found his own answer, an answer he had never dared to face.

"Because I love you." Raven felt his body tremble as he spoke, ashamed of his body's cowardly reaction. But when he thought of the form of John Truth that he saw not long ago, Raven felt a little courage in his heart, and he could pass on his sincerity.

John, who was forced to reveal his heart, gave Raven motivation.

"Because I love you!" Raven raised his voice, and his voice echoed in the abandoned temple. He felt a joy that opened his heart and forced him to open his eyes.

Morena Adelac was looking at him tenderly, without any contempt or coldness in her eyes. That look almost made Raven melt, and he realized that his former mistress's cold accusation was just a disguise.

All just to force him to say it.

Anyone could hear the pleasure in Morena's voice. She hooked her hands around Raven's neck and pulled him forcefully into her arms. Raven heard Morena's heart beat as violently as his own.

"I almost thought I had to teach you everything, my crow."

She ran her palms through Raven's hair.

"But in this matter, I hoped you would take the initiative. You did not disappoint me, my crow, as always."

"I made a bet with myself that I would marry the farm boy if he could pursue me across the power hierarchy, across all the barriers between us, and pursue me. I was right, but my crow never courted me. I asked, it turns out that cashing out a bet can be so troublesome."

Raven had never felt this way. It was as if after a tossing and turning night, I opened my tired eyes and unexpectedly saw the first warm sunshine outside the window.

"Did you discover me then?" Raven sighed.

Morena Adelaic held Raven's face and brought their eyes into contact at a very short distance. Her voice turned into the most pleasant melody, echoing in Raven's ears.

"At first glance, I noticed, the pure passionate affection in those bright eyes, like a flame, my crow. It was there from the beginning, this burn."

Morena Adelaic caressed Raven's face and shifted her gaze to the slave mark on his face.

"The scar Adrak has inflicted on you is unhealable, my raven. I occasionally think that this scar will remain between us, and you will never be able to shake it off. Your actions in overthrowing my family and dethroning me from the nobility Being demoted to a commoner is not without resentment."

"There is a rift between us, my crow. If we were together, the pain of the mark would continue to haunt you, and I would grow to hate you as my passion cools. Our future seems doomed to be bleak, and this Is it really necessary to maintain this emotion that is full of cracks?”

Raven grabbed Morena's retracted hand, his eyes sincere, just like before.

"I don't know what the future will bring. I only know that losing you now will make me miserable, which is a thousand or ten thousand times worse than the itching on my face."

Raven watched Morena's expression quickly change from sadness to joy, and said in astonishment: "Is this another temptation of yours?"

Morena kissed her.

"You don't have to know, my crow."