Beauty and the Python

59.

Dylan was standing in the shadow under the curtain, silently watching the people downstairs as he had done countless times before.

Today Elaine wore a light floral dress with an embroidered cloak over it. As he walked, the skirt fluttered in the wind, like a flower that kept blooming and gathering.

"His Royal Highness is out again today." Earl Cat also came to the window.

But the snake beside him didn't turn to look at him.

He glanced at him quietly, then continued casually, "He seems to go out a lot recently."

Dylan finally opened his mouth, but only responded lightly: "Yes." He still couldn't take his eyes off the man.

"Cough, I don't know where he went to play?"

"He went to Edgar's to read." Dylan finally turned to look at him, his scarlet eyes were cold and lifeless, like a piece of rust that had been there for years, "What do you want to say?"

"Warmth will reduce people's vigilance against cold! This sentence makes sense." Earl Cat said in an exaggerated voice, "Edgar! You let him go to see that unicorn alone?"

Dylan asked back, "Can't you?"

He couldn't keep him in this damn place forever.Although he also felt that his endurance was getting lower and lower for him to see Edgar every day.

The Earl Cat said: "You can't forget that that unicorn is not from our side. Although there has been no problem between him and us for a hundred years, he has always been that one's disciple!"

"Now that your magic power is gone, the people in their city don't have it. It's been 100 years, and I don't know how advanced his magic has become..."

"Because he is that person's disciple, the aura on his body is exactly the same annoying..." Dylan's voice was so cold that it oozes a bit of gloom, "So what do you think, he will kill me with a spell? the devil?"

"That... that's not going to happen." Earl Cat grumbled.

"Then stop talking nonsense."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a sudden knock on the door. Without waiting for the people inside to respond, the door that had been left a crack was pushed open by the people outside. Elaine walked in briskly, first bent over with a smile Waist greeted Count Cat: "Theodore, long time no see." Then he walked to Dylan on the other side, "Dylan, I brought you a new gift today."

Dylan came out of the corner.

Earl Cat couldn't help tilting his head to look.

"I went to Mrs. Monica's tailor shop to tailor this for you. Hey, a new dress! It's for winter. It's too cold, and you will be more unbearable than me."

——Isn’t that just a pair of long cotton socks with an extra hole? !And what is the pattern on it?Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs? !

Count Cat sees it this way.

"Thank you, Elaine."

"Then why don't you try it now, you must be cute in it!"

--impossible!His Excellency the Duke will definitely not be willing to use such a stupid thing.

But the next moment, Earl Cat heard the other party's answer.

"Ok."

- God! ! !

Earl Cat felt that even as a cat, the expression on his face must be wonderful.

He covered his face with his cat's paw.

Dylan Ludwick, hopeless.he announced.

Through the fingers that couldn't close at all, I caught Dylan's glance, which was cold and dangerous-get out!

Count Cat obediently slipped away.

60.

"What gift did you prepare for the Duke today?" Edgar asked.

Elaine took out something under the table, "It's the flowers just delivered this morning."

Edgar looked at the pure white bouquet and raised his eyebrows, "Calla lily?"

The scene of Her Royal Highness holding the bouquet is really pleasing to the eye. Edgar curled his lips, and his smile gradually changed, and his meaning gradually changed. He whispered, "So you went to...the flower shop."

Elaine was startled for a moment, then adjusted immediately, and met his gaze calmly, "I just wandered around randomly and saw it by accident."

"No intention?" The man who used to be considerate in the past refused to let him go easily today, his expression was so clear that it was almost sharp, "I thought you were sincerely asking me for advice these days..."

Elaine secretly clenched her little finger and glanced at him uneasily, "...it's sincere."

"You are really cunning, you have deceived me just by your appearance, let alone the one in the castle."

"Does he like you very much?" he asked.

Elaine lowered her eyelashes and said nothing.

"Your Highness, let me advise you that what you want to do now is doomed to failure."

"He likes you very much." Edgar said again, his tone suddenly changed, "So, he can't let you go."

"I do have a suggestion." He rested his elbows on the table, intentionally getting closer to him, "Why don't you try a safer method?"

Elaine frowned and asked in doubt: "More secure?"

"For example, following the rules of the curse, falling in love with him, or making him fall in love with you completely?" Edgar followed the temptation.

Elaine glanced at him and murmured, "How do you know I haven't tried it?" He mustered up the courage to kiss Dylan twice, but nothing happened afterwards.

"What did you say?" Edgar didn't hear clearly for a while.

"I mean," Elaine raised her face, her voice suddenly increased several times, "it's ridiculous!"

"Love happens naturally, it comes suddenly, maybe one second I saw you as a piece of dust on the side of the road, and the next second I fell into a sticky and lingering love from your eyes."

“他可能不需要100年，只需一天、1分钟就遇到了所爱之人，也可能不止100年、甚至1000年1万年都等不到这个人！”

"This so-called curse...is fine in fairy tales, but the person who implements it in reality is an arrogant fool who doesn't understand what love is!"

The air was silent for a moment.

Elaine stared at the trembling shoulders of the person opposite who buried his face in his arms, with a strange look on his face, "What are you doing?"

"Hahaha..." A series of laughter leaked out uncontrollably, Edgar waved his hand, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to laugh, but... I never thought that that person would get such an evaluation... Still from your mouth."

Elaine frowned, still feeling that she was being laughed at.

"Cough," Edgar calmed down in time, and said solemnly, "I think what you said is very reasonable, Xiao, what do you think?"

The person named nodded vigorously. Based on his experience of being immersed in many love secrets, what Elaine said can be regarded as a bible.This person...is a bit powerful.

"But if I didn't guess wrong, forgive me for offending me. Your Royal Highness has never been in love, has she?"

Elaine's face was slightly red, and he hesitated, "I... I've seen Shakespeare!"

Edgar laughed again, "His Royal Highness is so cute, no wonder the Duke likes it..."

Before Xiao and Elaine got angry at the same time, he changed the subject again, "Actually, I have another opinion that can be called safe."

"Ok?"

He opened his lips, and said in only three words, quickly and flatly: "Kill him."

Silence once again enveloped the space, and Edgar just smiled at the face full of confusion and astonishment on the opposite side, "The last story, the princess didn't think about Duke Dylan's story after she went back. Is it the end?"

"I..." His eyes flickered and wavered.

"Then let me tell you the cruel ending."

He said in a deep voice, "He's dead."

"The one who survived was not him."

"That...is a devil."

"Some people believe that he can be influenced, so he was not killed a hundred years ago, but if he was not influenced, of course you can..."

Elaine cut him off coldly: “What are you talking about?”

Edgar still read his face and shut up immediately.

It was the other party who raised the topic again. Elaine turned over the page, as if he hadn't heard anything just now, and asked a question: "Why have all the seven towers disappeared today? No trace left. "

Edgar asked back, "What do you think?"

"This... doesn't look like a human handwriting anymore."

Edgar couldn't help sighing: "Smart students are really worry-free, but they have no sense of accomplishment."

After a pause, he said, "It's because the gods have come again..."

"He only needs to raise his hand, and the six towers will rise from the ground, and they will fall into his palm like rice grains."

"Later, all seven towers collapsed, and he cleared up the world."

"So those who came later called him the Son of God."

Edgar's eyes drifted away, as if he returned to the history that shook the entire continent a long time ago.

Elaine asked, "Have you met him?"

Edgar raised his eyelashes to look at him.

Elaine said the title: "Holy Son..."

Edgar stared at him for a while, then suddenly smiled, "I've seen it more than once."

Before leaving, Elaine walked to the door, and he lifted the curtain, and half of the bright golden sunlight came in from the outside. He looked back at Edgar again, "I have one last question."

"Please speak."

"The card in the Daily Mistletoe, I saw... Did you draw it?"

Edgar narrowed his eyes to look at him, but because Elaine's face was against the light, he couldn't see his expression clearly at the moment.

Edgar nodded, "It's me."

He heard him laugh, "Mr. Edgar is really versatile."

The voice gradually dissipated, and there was no one at the door.

Edgar sighed softly and closed his eyes, "He won't come again."

"He's angry." Xiao came over, raised his legs and sat on the armrest, leaned against his body, leaned over and whispered in his ear, "Who told you to instigate him to kill his boyfriend?"

"Ha, it's obviously...forget it." Edgar felt troubled, and couldn't help rubbing the center of his brows, "Why did I end up being assigned the role of a villain who breaks up lovers?"

"Forget it. He doesn't want to kill him. When it's necessary...what should we do?" By this time, it was Xiao, the bystander, who could see the situation more clearly.

He issued a warning: "No one wants to experience that kind of history again."

"Yeah... what should I do?" Edgar opened his eyes, stood up abruptly, walked into the huge bookshelves deep in the tent, and stared at an hourglass placed among them.

The voice sounded again.

He glanced up at the top of the bookshelf.

- bang, bang, bang

Edgar reached out and turned the hourglass upside down, and leaned back against the bookshelf behind him, staring at the fine gold sand flowing along the gap between the bottle necks, without blinking his eyes.

"time is limited."