Fast Transmigration: Black Raiders

When Ariel was waiting in the lounge, Yves walked around twice in front of him, and finally leaned on the sofa next to him, stared at him, and said with a contemptuous smile: "Ariel Mueller, I didn't expect you and you Mother-like debauchery is disgusting."

Ariel glanced at him indifferently, then turned his gaze back to the game console in his hand, which Joseph had just bought for him.

Hitting the cotton with a fist, Yves gritted his teeth and stared at him angrily: "I tell you, my uncle only treats you as a plaything, so don't take yourself too seriously. Believe it or not, if I ask him for you, you Lying in my bed tonight?"

Ariel looked up at him, Shu Er smiled slightly and said, "Okay, I see."

Yves was stunned for a moment, then glared at him bitterly, turned his head vigorously, stood there for a few seconds and then walked away.

Ariel lacked interest, and the young son of the Marquis family was full of spoiled innocence.Innocence is a treasure, and tearing it up can always make people see something unexpected.For example, after his ignorance was trampled to pieces, what remained was endless depravity and lingering pride.

He knew that he was just a plaything in the eyes of Duke Rand, and he was happy to put himself in the right place.Compared to being teased, the duke's first terrible possessiveness made him shudder.He wanted to put himself on an equal footing with the duke and propose a mutually beneficial deal. There was nothing more reassuring than a contract, but the reality was that he didn't have any bargaining chip in his hands that could coerce the duke, and everything depended on his whim.

There is no telling when it will be let go or how long the relationship will last.

Ariel felt out of control like never before, and vaguely realized that this would bring trouble to his mission.

task?

He didn't know why the word popped into his head, but it didn't seem to make a difference either.

The purpose of his life is to cure his father and liberate the slums.

Who says people have to live for themselves?His birth was created by the Creator for a certain purpose, and every second of his life is a deal with God, and only when the deal is over can he enjoy death.

Ariel took a sip of the hot water handed to him by the on-site assistant, while thinking wildly. He didn't adjust until the game started and he returned to the separate compartment from the common room.

This time, the order of appearance was a draw. No matter what position he played in, he would always put pressure on other players. The more important reason was that the producers did not dare to offend the Duke.Even so, other people's luck is not very good, because he drew fifth, which is undoubtedly worse for the players.

Ariel listened carefully to each singer's singing. Hearing the music he liked was like meeting a long-lost lover. He could not help but smile from the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.After listening to the second song, Ariel gradually felt that his throat was hot and itchy, so he tugged on Joseph's sleeve hesitantly.

"Ariel?" Joseph immediately set his sights on the young man, Ariel never wanted to communicate while listening to the song.

Ariel's face was slightly pale, and he managed to maintain a smile in front of the camera. He gently leaned against Joseph's ear and whispered in a slightly hoarse voice: "Joseph, my voice..."

Joseph blinked calmly, stood up and politely asked the cameraman to go out first, the moment he closed the door and looked back, his face was solemn: "Ariel, what did you eat today?"

Ariel's throat was getting more and more painful, he shook his head and said blankly: "My throat hurts..."

Joseph quickly calmed down, now is not the time to investigate the reason, the important thing is whether the game can still go on.He immediately contacted the doctor. There were inevitably various accidents in the backstage, so there would be a doctor on duty standing by here.

A few minutes later, the doctor came in with the medicine box on his back, checked the boy's throat, and said clearly, "It's the voice of the mermaid." He looked at Ariel sympathetically as he spoke. Poisoned.

"The voice of the mermaid" is taken from a fairy tale. In order to come to land, the mermaid who fell in love with the prince made a deal with the witch with a beautiful fish tail. As a price, every word the mermaid uttered was as painful as swallowing glass shards.In order to please the prince, the mermaid keeps attracting the other party's attention with beautiful and melodious singing, but in the end the prince only regards the mermaid as a plaything, not knowing that every whisper of the mermaid is bloody and forbearing love.

After being poisoned by this kind of poison, it's not that you can't sing, but that once you speak, you have to endure the pain of your throat being cut. Fortunately, once the effect of the medicine wears off, you can return to normal.The person who poisoned him still had a sliver of conscience, just to ruin his game, not his singing.

Joseph looked down at the young man, on the delicate face made of ivory and roses, all the worries just now dissipated, and something dazzling and indestructible emerged.

"I can." Ariel stood up, his fingertips trembling when he spoke.He can't give up the game, and he doesn't want to live with his neck pinched by a thread. This is the only chance before him to get rid of the current predicament, and he must give it a go no matter what.

Joseph looked at him quietly, stopped the doctor who wanted to persuade him, and smiled softly: "Ariel, I know you can."

This dusty jewel will one day be appreciated by the world for its dazzling light.

-

Ariel came on stage again, and received a totally different treatment than last time.As soon as he stood on the stage, countless cheers swarmed from all directions, wrapping him in the sound wave.

Ariel bowed to the audience in the audience, in exchange for even more crazy cheers, his white and flawless face was reflected on the big screen, with a tired and lazy expression on his face.He held the microphone, put his index finger to his lips, and smiled confidently, making people quiet down as if bewitched, waiting for his next move with bated breath.

The glazed chandelier was dimmed, and the entire stage was plunged into silent darkness.

In the emptiness, a hoarse and melancholy voice slowly flowed out like flowing water, accompanied by faint harmony.

A few beams of faint lights fell, and there seemed to be dust floating in the air, and the misty mist like a veil was blown away by the light wind.

Ariel sat in the center of the stage with his eyes closed, his thick black eyelashes trembling slightly in the light, stained with fine tears.

It is said that there is a bird on Mount Alves, which is the incarnation of the mountain spirit and has a beautiful singing voice that is incomparable to all living beings.Day after day, the bird was born from the mother river without a trace of dirt.

It is clean, flawless, clear, beautiful and hopeful.

It is lonely, it is weak, it is sad, it is short and perishable.

It is fragile and weak. When the wind blows, the wind will smash it on the cold stone wall, or throw it to the bottom of the deep cliff, or throw it into the raging fireworks.

It is exhausted to find a place to live, and a little tribulation can destroy its life.

It has no time to find the tree it is attached to, so it lives and dies in a blink of an eye.But it has the most beautiful voice in the world, crying blood even when it is rolling in the dust, singing and singing until the last moment of its life.

Ariel sang as if he was going to consume his life, his blond hair was like the brightest sunshine, but his ivory white skin had lost its rosiness at the moment, looking pale and pathetic, his rosy lips seemed to have faded after being wet by the rain trembling fragilely.

People witnessed his torment with their own eyes, but no one interrupted this sacrificial swan song.At this moment, the whole earth fell silent, leaning over to listen to the singing of the mountain spirit.

The phoenix can only be reborn after Nirvana, and Alves' bird can only be reincarnated after dying in song.The best of all is always the most fragile, it is like a bubble, it can be broken with a light poke, but it is also the hardest, it is born to die, it is resurrected, it is born out of pain, it burns out its brilliance and dies, Once in the world, it will be bright and colorful, and even death is poetic and decisive like a song.

-

As soon as Ariel returned to the backstage, he was so weak that he almost collapsed and fell down. Fortunately, Joseph helped him in time.He tried his best to keep his eyes open, and the sound of panic around him made his head hurt, and suddenly the surroundings became silent.He breathed a sigh of relief, softly raised his eyes, and saw a pair of familiar iron boots in front of him, with a sharp cold air on them, which could break a person's head with just one kick.

He was stiff in Joseph's arms, but Joseph's arm holding him was even stiffer than him.Ariel let out a groan in his heart. He didn't want to reveal his relationship with that person in public at all. It was meaningless except for teasing and gossip.

Why, as a lover, he feels very obedient, but the adoptive person doesn't know how to keep a low profile?

Ariel squeezed out a smile, raised his head and looked at Duke Qing Leng standing in front of him, before he could say anything, the Duke smiled at him, gently pushed the wet hair on his forehead with his bony hands, and said dotingly: "Ariel, tonight you are like an elf from Mount Alves." As he spoke, he naturally took him from Joseph's arms.

this liar.

Ariel didn't forget Duke Rand's magical ability to fall asleep when he heard him sing. He probably just woke up. How could he hear the singing of the mountain spirit?He heard the sound of gasping in the air one after another, and knowing that there was no room for change, he simply put all his strength on the opponent, and immediately felt much more relaxed.Faintly, he heard the other party's faint laughter.

"Your Highness, Ariel is injured, please treat him first." Joseph didn't expect the Duke to be willing to disclose his relationship with Ariel at first, recalling the cold and bloody look he gave him just now, he couldn't Dare to doubt the Duke's intention to kill himself.After a short period of fear, he instantly realized that his little angel probably occupied a lot of space in the Duke's heart, which meant... benefits, benefits that could be fought for.He couldn't help breathing quickly, and the speed of blood flow seemed to be accelerating.

The Duke glanced at him lightly, and Joseph felt that glance seemed to penetrate his entire soul. Fortunately, the Duke quickly turned his head and said to Admiral Anis beside him, "Seal the theater and let only those caught."

"Yes." Admiral Annis glanced at a figure in the crowd who was trying to escape, and signaled the soldiers to keep an eye on that person.

The Duke picked up the boy and walked towards Box No. 9 on the second floor of the theater.