Beauty and the Python

63.

Elaine was finally brought back to the castle by Chris himself.

He looked at the red-haired young man sitting across from him, and he had a vague impression of the name: it seemed to be the unique Dragon Clan in the city.

It's just that I didn't expect to meet the object of my longing and longing in such an embarrassing situation.

As if feeling his attention, Chris raised his eyes to look at him, with no expression on his face, but his tone was very gentle: "Are you okay?"

Elaine froze for a moment, and hurriedly said, "No...it's okay."

"It wouldn't be so simple if I came a step later." Chris raised his eyebrows slightly, with a hint of teasing in his expression, "The succubus is extremely scary."

Needless to say he also fully appreciates this!

"I don't know how the unicorn let their sisters into the city in the first place." Chris frowned and thought, "There is a secret rumor in the city that the three of them enjoyed a wonderful night together..."

What is this man talking about!

Elaine was about to refute that Edgar was not that kind of person, when Chris denied it himself: "Impossible."

"That Edgar is obviously gay!"

Elaine swallowed the words silently.

"They must have given him some kind of great benefit, what is it..."

"Oh, it's hard to think about it, forget it."

Chris turned back to the topic, "But they have indeed settled down in the city for many years."

"It's because of you..." Chris glanced at him frivolously, "You are so uncontrollable?"

"You..." Elaine was really a little out of control.

It was only in the blink of an eye that the other party's tone returned to normal, "Recently, many creatures in the city have become restless."

"You have to be careful." He warned in a low voice, "Don't come out and walk around at will."

After speaking, he suddenly fell backwards, lay flat on the seat, raised one leg, and his posture was lazy and undisciplined.

He continued casually, "Dironto will take care of you this time."

Elaine froze, "Dylan?"

So this guy can drop from the sky and show up just in time when he's being stalked by a succubus?

Chris lifted the oversized hood behind his head and covered his face, and the voice from it became muffled: "Yes, Dylan Ludwick, I may be his only A friend who is still alive?"

"I mean, that Dylan in the Tower of Hope, he's my friend."

Chris didn't speak anymore, he fell asleep on the bumpy carriage.

When he entered the castle, the first thing he did was to lie down on the recliner by the fireplace, let out a pleasant groan, and continued to sleep soundly.

"Mr. Chris, please put on a blanket, you will catch a cold." Mr. Scott reminded kindly.

Elaine took the blanket from the sofa and covered him gently.

*****

Chris was woken up by being scratched by a cat mat.

Earl Cat deliberately put away his nails and patted him with his paws.

When Chris turned over several times impatiently, and finally frowned fiercely, and sat up suddenly from the recliner, Earl Cat quickly jumped away—he was afraid that the red dragon would breathe fire.

Chris obviously hasn't dispelled the shroud of sleep, and stared at him with a gloomy expression, "Theodore, I think you have grown too much hair..."

The Count Cat stuck out his tongue at him to show he was fearless, but his body couldn't help trembling—the dragon cut his beard when he was a guest in the castle last time, saying he wanted to see if the cat would Hence the loss of balance.He is terrible.

Only then did Chris look at the owner standing beside him, and greeted him in an unusual manner without enthusiasm: "Dylan, long time no see."

Dylan said lightly, "I didn't invite you to catch up on the old days."

Chris didn't seem to hear this sentence, he lowered his head and touched his stomach, "I'm hungry."

Dylan narrowed his narrow snake eyes slightly.

The temperature in the room dropped suddenly.

Earl Cat looked at this, secretly looked at that, and took a step back secretly.

In a blink of an eye, the conversation shifted to the dining table, and Chris got Mrs. Connie's freshly baked biscuits as he wished.

"You can finally live a human life now!" He smiled contentedly, and sighed with one hand on half of his face.

Dylan just stared at him coldly.

Chris seemed to throw out the information he wanted to know, "Oh, I picked up your little one on the road. He encountered a little trouble, and I solved it smoothly. Don't thank me too much."

Dylan repeated, "Little trouble?"

Chris took a bite of the biscuit, didn't chew it in a hurry, raised his head and winked at him: "Two succubi?"

As soon as the words fell, I saw the pitch-black snake opposite stood upright, covered by a huge shadow——it was a very aggressive posture.

Earl Cat's fur exploded.

Only Chris didn't seem to feel anything, chewing carefully with puffed cheeks, "Well... yes, after all, your baby looks good, and he doesn't know any magic. He's just an ordinary person. They probably have been eyeing him for a long time."

"Don't be so fierce," Chris glanced at Dylan with a carefree tone, "They didn't have time to do anything to him."

"Besides, you can't beat them now, what are you doing putting on such a show?"

Earl Cat: Did the dragon do it on purpose? !

He felt that Dylan was going to bite him to death the next moment.

But Chris quickly calmed Dylan's anger in the most effective way.

"Leave it to me." He clapped his hands, shaking off the stained residue on his hands. He thought of something, raised the corner of his lips and smiled, "Succubus, I haven't dealt with it yet."

This smile... Earl Cat began to mourn for those two unlucky succubi.

"Why don't you comfort the princess first? I told him that you asked me to take care of him. If you show your infinite tenderness from the side at the right time, you will surely win his heart. Believe me."

Dylan: "You talk a lot."

"Where did you find him?" he asked.

Chris avoided the question with a smile, "It's not important, is it?"

--Very important.

He knew the places where the succubi were usually active.

That's where the "door" is approached.

Elaine he...

"Dylan," Chris called him again. The other party's tone was relaxed, but he restrained his casual look, which was rare to be serious. "Be gentle with the person you like."

64.

Elaine was sitting in front of the vanity mirror combing his long hair. The combing action was repeated, one time, another time... So he unconsciously stared blankly. When he noticed something different, he didn't know How long did the other party stand behind him?

He stared at the deepest shadow in the mirror, and tentatively called softly, "Dylan?"

Soon I got a familiar response: "Yes."

He seemed to have changed back to the size of the python, and the scarlet eyes had grown several times larger, sinking into the darkness with a strange beauty.

Just being stared at so directly... Elaine suddenly became a little nervous, and subconsciously clenched the comb in her hand.

"Did you go there?" He heard the other person ask him calmly.

In fact, he could choose to pretend to be stupid, or he should pretend not to understand, but he just froze for a moment, and admitted without any struggle: "Yeah."

Dylan's voice suddenly cooled down: "Why?"

... He hasn't spoken to him in this tone for a long time.

Elaine felt a sour feeling of grievance in an instant. Obviously... at that time, as long as he wanted to, he could easily step out as long as he crossed that wall. No one was pulling him, he was the one who got out .

——Today’s flowers haven’t been sent back yet.It was the only thought on his mind at the time.

But this matter cannot be told to Dylan.This idea is still very clear at this time.

The next moment, he only felt a black shadow flashing in front of his eyes, his waist tightened suddenly, slippery and cold scales slid over his bare/exposed forearm, and Dylan's whole snake was bound around him!

Elaine struggled, but felt that she was being entangled more and more tightly, and she couldn't help shouting in panic: "Dylan!"

"Don't you realize?"

Those scarlet eyes were dark, and they were very close to him.

"Your father abandoned you and sacrificed you to me."

Dylan whispered, "You belong to me."

After saying these words, an unprecedented sense of satisfaction swept him from beginning to end, but at the same time, a deep feeling of being betrayed and deceived lingered like maggots on tarsal bones.

He still had a sliver of sanity, reminding him that he was just grabbing each other tightly, instead of crushing this weak human body like a snake wrapped around its prey, squeezing the air out of his lungs, watching He lost his anger a little bit in his arms.

Even so, Elaine still feels pain, it hurts so much...

His face was pale, and he tried to retort: ​​"I am not..." Of course he is free, he does not belong to anyone, but only to himself.This was the life he pursued, and it was also the hope he believed in—he thought this person understood!

There was a dangerous glint in Dylan's eyes, and his voice was hoarse, as if he was chanting some kind of dark spell: "I should brand you."

Elaine's eyelashes trembled, and then he closed his eyes, as if he didn't want to look at him again.

Dylan was feeling a strong anger at this moment, but at the next moment, he saw a line of crystal liquid slowly flowing down from the corner of the other's eyes...

Elaine cried.

When he realized this, he almost let go of the other party in a panic.

Elaine fell powerlessly.

Dylan's body was stiff, and he retreated into the darkness. Various and chaotic thoughts flashed through his mind, like a sticky paste.

—what did he do?Why did he do this?How dare he?

What seemed a century later, he heard Elaine pronounce his sentence.

"I will never forgive you again," he said.

At that moment, there seemed to be a clear and small voice in Dylan's ear, like the last broken straw, but it was devastating.

It took him a long time to realize that it was the sound of a ruin collapsing.The last ray of sunshine also disappeared.

65.

Chris is still there.

He sat at the dining table leisurely, as if waiting for him specially.

"I knew..." He watched Dylan come out and shook his head. "You're going to mess everything up."

"Dylan, I have to say, even if it's a curse, you're a terrible target."

Dylan glared at him, but he agreed with the other's words in his heart.

He found Count Cat staring at him, Mrs. Hannah looked at him with disapproving eyes, Bessie got out of the antique clock and looked at him from a distance, Corinne looked at him from the corner of her eye while cleaning the table ...

But now he is a devastated snake, and he doesn't care about these people.

"By the way, there is one more thing..." Chris said as he took out his bag and threw it at him.

The petals fluttered all over him.

"This is..." Dylan looked down and was stunned on the spot - it was a kind of black petals, with a hint of deep red.

"It fell off Elaine today."

Chris smiled, "It's a black rose."

Too bad it's all wrinkled.

66.

Dylan had a dream that night.

Elaine was crying in the dream.

He cried very quietly, without making a sound, only clear tears kept gushing from his eyes, he hid in the dark and watched him silently for a long time, finally couldn't help but walked over, stretched out his hand to wipe his tears— — that was all he wanted to do after seeing his tears.

Dylan woke up immediately after realizing that he hadn't had a dream in 100 years.

Then he stiffened his body and did not dare to move, for fear that he would fall into another dream, a beautiful dream.

After a long time, he tried to move a little bit, and after a while, he tried to raise one hand... hand?In front of him was indeed a human hand, even though it was pale and thin, it had distinct fingers and prominent bones.

The hazy sunlight seeped in from outside the window, passing through his fingers and casting a split spot on his face.

He heard someone calling him.

"Dylan, Dylan—"

Dylan walked slowly to the mirror.

The girl in white in the mirror looked at him excitedly, the gleam in her eyes was like a rainbow.

He held out his hand to her.

A trace of hesitation flashed across the girl's face, as if approaching a kind of fear under too dazzling hope, and finally handed over her hand.

The hand pierced the mirror directly.

Dylan grabbed her and pulled her out of the mirror.

When I looked up again, the mirror turned into an ordinary mirror, reflecting the young girl and the young man standing together.

"Sister," he told her a wonderful fact in a rare gentle tone, "you are free."

Maggie Ludwick looked at him and smiled, "You too."

They walked out together.

The old castle was bustling like never before in a hundred years. Theodore—now a boy with short brown hair, was doing somersaults in the yard energetically.Bessie was just as noisy as him. After all, she was a 15-year-old girl when she was cursed, jumping up and down the room with two braids. Mr. Scott, a typical British gentleman, Stop chasing after her.Mrs. Hannah seemed to be a chubby, ordinary middle-aged woman, bending down with some difficulty to lift up the antique clock knocked over by Bessie...

Dylan looked around, but didn't see the familiar figure.

He suddenly realized the conspiracy under the curse.

--you're free.

No.

The curse is lifted, but a certain invisible chain is still there.

The chain extended from the man and bound him firmly.

So he can no longer be free.

Because he wants to.