【Original God】I am looking for the flesh and blood of love in time and space

They kissed quietly on the tower.

They hugged wildly in the strong wind.

Their love was silent, buried in the roar of history.

——The old owner’s notes.

Dickapian has never been a qualified monarch, and the girl clearly understands this.

She has never delved into this history and cannot determine the point at which every event occurred.

fair enough.

The girl thought.

At least this way, she wouldn't have to count the days and spend the rest of her time with Dick Lapian.

She has no intention of disturbing a party's history, and she is already prepared to perish together with Dickapian.

"Diekar Pian—Your Majesty, the wind is a bit cold today."

The girl often hides under the robe of Tiarapian and talks half teasingly and half coquettishly.

"The mortal body is still too weak. How can you be with me forever?"

As Dickapian said this, he still let the howling wind outside the window calm down.

It is hard to imagine that such a gentle wind can be experienced in the hands of such a tyrant.

Despite this, it won't take long for the wind to be unable to suppress its violence and scream again, waiting for the girl to repeat her tricks.

The girl was wearing a long robe, looking out the window at the leaves being torn apart by the strong wind, and watching people in the distance lowering their bodies to make a living again.

"Amos, isn't it cold?"

The voice of Dick Lapian sounded from behind, and the girl was so frightened that her hands trembled, and the saucer in her hand fell straight into the strong wind, and was finally ground into powder.

This is the wind of Diehlappion.

It makes the green wither, makes the rocks wear away, and makes the back bend.

"Don't stay by the window. I'll order a heater to be made for you."

Dickapian put his arm around the girl's waist without any refusal, causing her to stumble a few steps and sit in his arms.

"Stop blowing the wind."

Diehlappian said.

"If you're not prepared for the strong wind, don't get close."

The girl stiffened.

This sentence is like a pun, as if Dickappian is forcibly suppressing his own grievances.

"I understand, Your Majesty."

The girl showed her obedient look again. She tried her best to control the corners of her eyes and eyebrows to bend down, so as to show her respect.

In the past, Diehlappian liked her look the best. After all, no king would refuse a beautiful and obedient appendage.

But today, Dickapian was agitated for no reason:

"Amos—why don't you say my name?"

Probably because the girl in front of him didn't call his name.

Every time he heard the girl calling his name with her cool, soft voice, he would always think of the lingering kiss on the tower.

Word by word, kiss His hard heart.

It's like His name is a girl's exclusive magic spell. As long as it passes through her mouth, no matter how unreasonable the wish is, He will come true for her.

It's just that these days, the girl has no more intimate actions.

So Dickapian always stared at the girl's pink and rosy mouth opening and closing.

But how could the king, who didn't even want to bend down for a kiss, beg for a kiss from the girl?

Dickapian thought like this, completely forgetting that the kiss he gave was his own initiative.

"Die Alappian?"

Those pink lips opened and closed, calling His name.

It's like feathers fluttering on the lake, creating circles of ripples.

"Amos—"

Dickapian lowered his eyes and looked at the girl in his arms, covering up his somewhat hot ears:

"Kiss me, that's an order."

He made his tone as condescending as possible, as if this kiss was a gift from Him.

The girl was sent to a higher position by Diehlappian, so that she could only lower her head to look at Him.

The girl gently brushed away the loose hair from her forehead, arched her back, leaned forward and pressed her lips against hers.

Feeling the touch of lips, Diego Lapian finally got what he wanted, put away all his pretensions, clasped the back of the girl's head, and deepened the kiss.

Diehlappian had never been a gentle partner, and he had no experience, and only had a vague idea of ​​it, so his kissing skills were not good, and he swallowed the girl's sobs of pain several times.

The girl's obedience, the girl's whimpering, the girl's suppressed yet uncontrollable struggle——

So funny.

It is clear that she has such a soft body and such a lingering temperament, but it seems that she is wrapped in a proud bone and has never been bent.

"Amos—what do you want? Tell me."

While the lovers' breath was lingering, Diego Karapian spoke:

“Ask for My bounty and I will give it to you.”

The girl's mind moved, she reached out and hooked his neck, and pressed hard, causing the king to bend slightly. .

"Die Alappian——"

"I'm dreaming."

The girl closed her eyes and recounted the beautiful scenery of the future:

"I dream of waves and fine sand, I dream of green forests and earth."

"I dreamed of wild boars frolicking in berry bushes, I dreamed of towering spires—"

"boom--"

There was a loud noise, and the girl's body suddenly froze, but she still stumbled to finish what she wanted to say:

"I dreamed that birds spread their wings in the blue sky. I dreamed that the people lived and worked in peace and contentment."

"I dreamed that the wind and snow had subsided, that there would be no war, and that the gods and the people were united."

The girl didn't know if Dickapian heard the last words, because he had already pulled away.

With trembling hands, the girl put away the bow of Amos that had been smashed against the wall by Diakrapian.

This is really a good bow. Even with such great force, it does not twist at all. The wall is cracked, but it still shines brightly.

The girl was ready to "fall out of favor", but she didn't expect that early the next morning, Dickapian appeared in front of the girl as if nothing had happened.

Did He listen?

Definitely not.

If there was, He wouldn't have slammed the door and left last night.

Last night, Dick Lapian must have had murderous intentions.

"Amos, come here."

Diehlappian stood by the window, watching everything that happened with interest.

The girl suddenly felt something bad and felt her feet heavy.

"Hurry up, Amos."

Diehlappian's voice was lowered and coercive, and he did not pull the girl over as usual.

One step, two steps...

Finally I saw the scene outside the window——

Countless people gathered outside the tower.

Today's wind seemed to be stronger than usual, and even the girl was affected. The cloak that she had not fastened in time fell away from her neck in the wind, floated behind her, and hit the door.

"Today is the day of worship."

As the words fell, Diehlappian opened his arms, and the hurricane outside the tower became even crazier, seeming to turn into reality and scratch the girl's cheek.

The people outside the tower were naturally unable to withstand the force of the wind. Almost everyone fell to their knees like a tree that had been uprooted.

Some people have even been thrown to the surrounding mountain walls by the wind, and their limbs hanging down like long kites are shaking in the strong wind.

"...Die Alappian."

The girl grabbed Dick Lapian's arm:

"Die Alappian!"

"Stop blowing...!"

Tears poured out unconsciously, but this was not enough to impress the unintentional monarch.

"Your Majesty! Stop bragging!"

The wind blew the gravel on the cliff, which was squeezed to pieces by the wind, hitting everyone hard, leaving blood stains under their torn clothes.

"Let them go!"

The wind did not weaken at all, and everyone who tried to raise their heads was destroyed by the strong wind.

"I-I-please!"

"Please, let them go."

The tyrant who was finally pleased allowed the storm to subside gradually. Seeing that the storm that could be called a massacre subsided, the girl lost all her strength in an instant and almost fell to the ground.

"Amos."

Diehlappian's tone returned to its previous caress, but the girl only felt cruel:

"Why don't you thank me for allowing you to accept worship with me?"