Beauty and the Python

54.

Xiao returned to Styx on a rainy night.

The rain was neither heavy nor small, but quite dense. On the originally dry and smooth ground, moist round spots fell one after another, densely packed, and finally merged into one piece, and gradually accumulated into puddles. Endowed with a new shape, it is a clear and shallow ripple.

Xiao pulled up the hood from the back, raised his hand and was about to snap his knuckles, and cast a water-proof spell on himself. He didn't know what he thought of, but he paused, then put it down again, and even pulled off the hood. After a while, the rain soaked his hair.

So when he opened the door curtain and walked into the tent, his whole body was covered with a layer of water vapor, water was dripping from the tip of his hair, and his clothes were stuck to his body. The tent was bright and warm, and there was a kind of saying in the air. The inexplicable pleasant fragrance is that person's breath.The man was sitting at the desk reading a book, with his head slightly lowered, and the long snow-colored hair behind him fell to his chest. Under the orange light, his face seemed to be gentle and charming.

Xiao said softly, "I'm back." As if afraid of alarming something.

Only then did Edgar look up at him, frowned, and stretched out the quill in his hand to stroke the air. Xiao felt that the clothes on his body became dry and refreshing in an instant, and a rag flew over and covered him on his face.

"Hmm..." He stretched out his hand to pull off the rag, and saw a crystal bottle filled with some kind of purple liquid hanging in front of him, "I don't need this..."

Before he finished speaking, the liquid sprayed out and splashed all over him, it was violet-scented perfume.

Xiao felt that there should be no problem now, so he walked straight towards Edgar, stretched out his arms, and reiterated again: "I'm back."

Edgar put down his book, yawned, didn't even look at him, brushed his shoulder and walked into the depths of the tent, "Go take a shower."

"……Yes."

When he came out of the shower and found that the man had changed into pajamas and fell asleep on the bed, he felt a slight itchy jaw, as if his fangs were about to stick out.

"Edgar?"

Xiao sat down gently on the edge of the bed, propped one hand on the other side's side, grabbed a lock of his hair with the other, and slid the ends of his hair along the contours of his face very lightly and slowly.

Edgar's eyebrows twitched, and his voice was more of a vague nasal voice: "Huh?"

The voice was especially clear and distinct in the quiet environment. Xiao's heart moved, and his body lowered a little, "Let's sleep together..."

That strand of hair rested on his crimson lips.

"Father?"

The next moment, Edgar suddenly opened his eyes wide.

"roll!"

Xiao was grabbed by the back of the neck—the scholar naturally didn’t have the strength to lift him up. He just sat on the bed and pointed a finger straight at him. Xiao tried his best to turn his head to look at him, blinking and blinking, with an aggrieved and innocent look on his face. , "At that time, you obviously said that yourself, why are you so angry now..."

Edgar didn't speak, just pursed his lips, the lines of his face tightened, and he was a little bit cold and stiff. With a slight swipe of his fingers, he flew out.

"I was wrong about my father!"

That time refers to the time when Xiao was just brought to Styx by Edgar. He was only a 14-year-old boy. He looked at him secretly from the corner of his eye, and met Edgar's gaze. The man looked at him for a while, wondering what he was thinking, and finally curled his lips, "My child, Xiao. "

He couldn't tell whether it was anger, annoyance or something else, but his whole face was flushed red.

Afterwards he ran to Edgar aggressively, "I'm not!!!"

The man buried his head in the pile of books without lifting his head, "Huh?"

"no!"

"Ok?"

"……your child."

"Ha," Edgar reacted, raised his eyebrows and chuckled, "Of course not, how could a unicorn give birth to a vampire?"

Xiao didn't know what was going on with him, he didn't want to play the role-playing of father and son with this person, but every time he heard these two nouns that seemed to have a difference between cloud and mud, he felt extremely harsh.

"What if I bite?"

"Ok?"

"What if I bite a unicorn?" He stared at the part of his neck protruding from his snow-white collar.

"It will hurt..." Edgar raised his chin and stared at him thoughtfully, "You know, I gave you a new life, and the Holy Son gave me a new life, my spirit body was laid down by him. It is an extremely holy power, if you drink my blood, not only will it hurt, you may... die."

He was silent.

"Hey, Xiao, stop making trouble." Edgar coaxed him softly.

So treat him like a child!

Until the day when he finally came of age, he and Edgar shared the same bed that night. After that, Edgar would never treat him as a child again, and the person who contradicted the term "father" also changed from Shaw to Edgar. Deja.

55.

Xiao didn't sleep well that night.

Not only was he unable to sleep in the same bed with Edgar, but he also heard something in the tent making "bang bang bang" noises, and he woke up the next day with a bad complexion. Vampires were originally His pale face became pale.

When talking about this matter with Edgar, the other party pondered for a while, "Ah, that thing..." Before he finished speaking, he looked at him with a look of foolishness, "You don't know how to impose on yourself?" A Soundproofing Charm?" He felt like a fool now, too.

They had breakfast, and Xiao was cleaning up the mess. Edgar stopped him: "Make me two cups of tea." He paused, and added, "Rose tea, thank you."

Edgar walked to the coffee table and sat down, setting out a chess set.

Xiao gave him a surprised look. He remembered that he didn't like rose tea, saying that it tasted too sweet.

He obediently walked into the kitchen to make tea, and was pouring boiling hot water over the soft rose petals, when he heard the sound of "bang bang bang" again, Xiao paused, almost couldn't help but throw the teapot up.

Edgar reminded him outside at the right time: "Someone is knocking on the door."

He took out the teacups and set them up one by one, then turned to open the door—the door of the tent was just two pieces of cloth, but at this time Edgar hadn’t opened the door for business, and it couldn’t be opened from the outside, and if someone knocked on the door, it would Make noise.

Xiao lifted the curtain and poked his head out, and saw a lady—a lady?

She was wearing a white toque hat with two ribbons tied into a bow at her chin. Her face looked small and delicate. She saw someone politely tear off the ribbon, take off the hat and hold it in her hand , revealing a head of long golden hair, a strand of hair may be messy under the weight of the hat, and it curls up in disobedience, but it brings out a different kind of beauty.

She smiled at him, and the dimples on her dimples appeared and then disappeared. It was clearly a polite smile, but it made a dark creature like Xiao feel extremely glaring.

He stared almost suspiciously and vigilantly at this stranger he had never seen in the city.

At this time, Edgar's voice came from behind: "Your Highness, you are here."

A certain alarm bell rang in Shaw's mind.

When Elaine sat down opposite Edgar, Edgar pushed a cup of rose tea in front of him, showing a smile so gentle that Xiao had never seen it with anyone else, the alarm bells in his mind were already buzzing It kept ringing, shaking his ears and making his temples ache.

—Who will tell him who this goblin is? !

He has only been away for a month, a month!

56.

"Mr. Edgar, I have come to tell you my answer."

Edgar showed an attitude of listening.

Elaine said: "What I learned from books and other people is the legend that there were seven magic towers on the mainland."

"But as you said, there used to be six towers on the mainland."

Edgar picked up the teacup and brought it to him for a sip. When he put it down, the teacup made a crisp sound when it touched the coaster.

"So, who do you think is wrong?"

"Anyway..." Elaine said firmly, "It will never be you."

Edgar squinted his eyes and looked at him, not sure if the words were true or intended to please him, but it was indeed elated, "The princess is really smart."

——"Then, what is the seventh tower?"