Proposed by the most beautiful you in the world [Comprehensive]

Edmond Dantès, who lived to be in his 20s, was the first time someone hit a straight ball in this way—and it was still in such a magical place! --Proposal.

No, he actually has experience in proposing marriage, but his position...is completely reversed!

His fiancée, Mercedes, a beautiful Marseille girl, was shy and happy when she got his proposal, just like a happy bird, she agreed with almost no hesitation.

The same situation happened to him now, and Dantès was first startled, then stunned, and finally—stupid.

The air seemed to freeze at this moment, and time also stood still at this moment.

Dantès was dizzy, as if he had been hit by a boulder, and he tried several times, but his face turned red and he spoke incoherently.

"I—I don't...I mean, Mercedes..."

"Yes, I still love her... I'm quite sure of that."

It was finally hard to say it.

Airlie's avatar, the blue seagull, was still standing in his palm, but Dantès quickly looked away as if he was electrocuted.

He didn't dare to look again, even if it was only the shape of a bird that came into his eyes, because it would also make him think of other pictures involuntarily.

Ellie has been staring at his master, Dantes should be thankful that at some point he is unconscious - even some willful heroic spirits did not show their true body, otherwise, he would not be able to say any words of rejection Come.

"Ok."

When this familiar voice with a touch of indifference finally appeared, Dantès's confused heart trembled suddenly.

Unexpectedly, Ellie didn't insist, but said, "I'm used to it."

Dantès: "...Huh?"

Airlie: "This is the second time my marriage proposal has been rejected. I'm used to it. I'm not sad at all, and I'm not lost at all."

After finishing speaking, he leisurely flew out of the window in front of the wide-eyed Master.

Dantès: "..."

Heroic Spirit flew away.

The cell became deserted again, and even the soft sound of breathing became extravagant.

Dantès stared blankly at his palm, where there seemed to be a temperature that could rekindle the power of the hungry and cold.

There is no doubt about his love for his fiancée. The madly missing Mercedes and his poor father were the spiritual sustenance that made Dantès persevere and not die of despair before that.

but--

He was struggling in prison, and he forgot to calculate the specific time at some point.

How many years have passed?three years?four years?

Dantès believed that his father would wait forever for his return, but Mercedes... deep down in his heart, it was difficult to be as sure as the former.

He can't think about it any longer, it will make his heart be pulled violently, and it will be extremely painful.

Distraught man leaning against a wall, staring unsteadily at the floor.

Not long after, he suddenly remembered another question, and his mentality suddenly changed subtly.

"The second time... Speaking of which, is there anyone else?"

Dantès was inexplicably caught in a tangle that he couldn't explain what was going on.

This situation continued until Airlie the Seagull came back with the fish.

At night, Dantès, who tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, was silent for half the night, and finally couldn't bear the anxiety in his patience, so he opened his eyes.

There was not much light in the single cell, only the moonlight that was cast obliquely by luck.

But when he raised his eyelids, he could clearly see the moonlight-like pure face magnified in front of his eyes.

At some point, Ellie returned to her original form, quietly lying beside the Master.

The broken bed is only so wide, and if you want to fit two people, you have to get very close to each other.

The young man closed his eyes tightly, and his long eyelashes were so fine that they seemed to be able to quietly hide all emotions, as well as those pupils that could make all gems in the world eclipse.The long, disheveled hair was like azure blue waves pouring down in front of him, and a few strands even mischievously escaped from the master's control, clinging to another person's chest.

Dantès held his breath, captivated once more by this divine and miraculous beauty.

Only then did he notice—

Not long ago, his struggle and confusion about the marriage proposal were all centered around his feelings for Mercedes, rather than the obviously more important one from a normal perspective...

His "goddess" is male.This fact was already on the surface when Airlie spoke up.

Dantès actually acquiesced, and didn't think there was any fundamental problem with a man proposing to himself, who was also a man.

"...Oh my God."

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night for those with a heavy heart.

*****

For a long time after that, the situation did not change significantly.

Ellie didn't mention the marriage proposal that day again, what to do, leaving a master who was disturbed by him to think wildly every day, hesitating to speak.

The feeding plan for the master has never stopped. In addition to regularly torturing the plump fish in the nearby sea area, there are occasional thefts in the lounge of the warden and the jailers.

For a while a pot was lost, for a while a flower was missing, and after a while, the freshly made beef disappeared together with the knife, fork and bowl.

It is said that the warden was furious and vowed to catch the audacious thief-he thought the thief was an insider working here.

Dantès, who was beyond the sphere of suspicion, became more and more energetic during this period.

No longer the frightening appearance of being skinny and hungry, the young man gradually regained the vitality unique to his age, and the eyes that suffered from pain regained their brilliance.

Except that his complexion was still pale, and his hair and beard were too long to take care of, Dantès was already a healthy and handsome man.

However, relatively.

Little has changed for Airlie's predicament.

Dantès used blood to provide him with magic power, and cut his wrist countless times, but none of them could prolong the time for the seagull to turn into a human.

It is conceivable how nervous the master was when he discovered this situation, Ellie turned to comfort him: "Don't worry, master, I am trying to accumulate magic power and want to escape from here and then cross the ocean and return to land. It’s not enough to be fully prepared.”

Dantès settled down a bit, but he still felt something was wrong inside.

No matter how you want to accumulate magic power, this speed seems to be too slow.

He doesn't understand magic at all, and Ellie didn't explain it to him in detail, but that doesn't mean he couldn't think of the other two methods Ellie mentioned besides blood... The speed of replenishing magic power should be much faster.

——The only problem is that he dare not try the other two methods at all.

The above is all the content that is bothering the innocent Master.

The indeterminate length of the day passed, and night fell for a long time, and Dantès fell asleep.

As usual, he forced himself to sleep first—couldn’t fall asleep—pretended he was asleep—finally, quietly opened his eyes.

Sure enough, Airlie was right in front of him.

The seagull wraps itself extremely tightly with its wings, only revealing a few slightly longer tail feathers.

And for a while, the bird's feathers dimmed again inadvertently, and there was a faint feeling of withered delicate petals, only the golden chain wrapped around the right wing was still shining.

Dantès' eyes were dark, and he looked at him for an unknown amount of time, and suddenly felt the urge to reach out and touch him.

Or, for some reason, he wanted to try to see if he could remove the chains that bound the slender wings...

——Boom.

Dantès's outstretched fingers froze, and he quickly withdrew them.

——Boom.

what is this sound?

——Boom.

He suddenly had a strange premonition, listened carefully, and found that the continuous sound came from outside the door, like footsteps, from far to near.

There will be no guards visiting at this time.

However, nervously tensed, he was not sure if a jailer was drunk, so he swayed over on a whim, and immediately sat up, hiding Airlie the Seagull behind him, and covered it with a pillow beside him.

And at this moment, the inexplicably strange sound of footsteps was getting closer and closer, and just stopped in front of Dantes' cell——

"boom!!!"

In an instant, gravel splashed, and the broken iron door hit the wall directly in front of it heavily, making a deafening muffled sound.

By the light of the moon, Dantès saw the whole picture of the person who broke in—no, it was not a human being!

The creature surrounded by black mist slowly walked into his cell, and a strange red light flashed in the deep-set black eye sockets.

He also saw Dantes, or, his goal was Dantes from the beginning!

"God, what kind of monster is this!"

Dantès was stunned, and all the blood rushed to his head in an instant, making his limbs chill and making it difficult to move.

The strange black creature didn't give him any time to react, raised the long ax in his hand, and slashed at him——

mas...

mast... er...

"Master!"

Dantes was suddenly awakened from his frozen thoughts.

When the vision was restored, the first thing that came into view was a familiar yet unfamiliar figure.

Airlie in silver armor, Airlie who chopped the shadow into powder with his sword—Dantes had never seen Airlie like this.

The temperament is completely different from what Dantès has seen in ordinary times. It is less soft and more icy cold. There is only one thing that cannot be changed from the beginning to the end.

His beauty will always intoxicate the humble souls who are bewitched by him.

"Don't be in a daze Master, you're in big trouble... let's go!"