Several conversations in early spring

Hermes looked like he was about to tear mortals apart.

"I can take you away now," the dragon said quickly, "those bastards can't stop them, they will never find their general again. Without you, these retarded armies will soon fight against each other." Killing, falling apart, your young king and his weak and incompetent ministers are irreversible, your country will be over-of course, this has nothing to do with you. You will no longer have the slightest connection with the mortal world, Until you die, the only thing you can see is..."

"Oh," Pareza showed a bored expression, "Are you sure that's the only way you have?"

"Maybe you think you have the means to resist. Unfortunately, you don't. You will hate me at first, but time will fade your hatred and wear away your persistence. You will start to get used to everything, and we will have a deeper love." Feelings, one day I will be your most important person, and you will love me as much as I love you now. You have no choice..."

"what."

"Maybe you feel that you have one last way to go - you can die. But I will not let you have a chance, I will watch over you and control you, and your every move will not escape my sight , Decades without sleep is nothing to a dragon, especially for the most precious and fragile treasure. You are my most important treasure, Paresa, I can't... yes, I should, I Should have done it long ago, why should I stay here to watch you risk your ludicrous glory and dreams..."

Before hearing the last sentence, Pareza had no expression at all.But now, he narrowed his eyes, and that look made Hermes stop talking.

Hermos gritted his teeth, and stared at Pareza with his golden eyes without showing any weakness.His scales still covered his face, shining faintly in the moonlight.

As they stared at each other, there was a knock on the door.The two of them did not move in a tacit understanding.The knock on the door stopped after a few knocks, and then the door opened a small crack, and a ray of light fell into the room. It was the light of the torches in the corridor.The sound insulation of this living room is good, so when someone comes to report the news, they will open the door a little, but they will not come in.

"My lord," a voice came clearly to Pareza and Hermos, "I'm sorry to bother you, are you awake?"

"What's the matter, Radley?" Pareza called back.His eyes didn't shift, and he still stared at Hermos who was pressing him down.

"The information on 'Spark Bird' has been sent back, do you want to read it now?"

"Of course. Did you bring it here?"

"Yes, my lord."

"Excellent, Radley," Pareza said.He suddenly smiled at Hermes.

"Come in," the general told his men, "I'll just stay here and watch."

Hermes' grip on his shoulder tightened suddenly.But the dragon didn't move, neither let Pareza go, nor hid his figure.

He sneered at Pareza.

But what neither of them expected was that the door didn't open in response.

"But, my lord," said Radley outside the door, "it's not yet dawn, and it's so dark in your room, you have to light a lamp..." He suggested sincerely, "You'd better come out and have a look."

The officer in the room was silent for a moment.

"Damn—where are you talking so much nonsense? Come in!"

The guard not far away couldn't help but glance at Radley.Radley turned his head and grinned ferociously at the soldier.

The guard immediately turned his eyes back, staring straight ahead.

Radley shrank his neck, not understanding how he had offended Pareza—he was obviously in a good mood when he heard Pareza's tone at first!Why did it explode like that?

The knight smoothed his hair and puffed out his chest.

"Yes, General!" he shouted, pushing the door open.

In the eyes of Hermos, everyone in Pareza's army is an idiot.Paresa doesn't think so.But in his eyes, Radley is definitely one of the idiots.

The world always surprises Paresa, smart people often fall into a conspiracy and die unexpectedly after all their calculations, but fools are always favored by luck, and escaped thousands of times from dangers they didn't realize.

Radley opened the door, and the fire outside lit the room, and he saw his officer still lying on the narrow makeshift bed, staring at the ceiling.Pareza looked as if he was thinking about something—not angry at all.Radley breathed a sigh of relief, beaming.

"My lord, shall I light the lamp?"

Pareza raised her forearm and waved to him.

Need not?

Radley stood there, waiting for the next step from the officer.

After a while, Pareza spoke.

"You're right, Radley," he said briskly, "it's too troublesome to turn on and off the lights. Let's go out and have a look." He sat up and stretched his shoulders.

Radley looked at the officer speechlessly.

"Well, my lord, do as you say," said Radley.As Pareza walked out, he closed the door behind him.

Hermes stood alone in the dark.He stretched out his hand and stared at the back of his hand covered with fine scales.Circumstances didn't call for them to emerge, but he was out of control.

A few hours earlier, under the bright lights, Pareza had asked him, had he ever been drunk?

He said at the time, when he was a child.Hermes thought he should have added then: Being drunk is like facing you.

That was a long time ago, before he had the name Hermus.Sixth got him so drunk that he nearly killed his newborn biracial nephew who touched his toy.

He had scales then, as he does now.

The sixth defended him to the first, saying that Xiaoqi was drunk, he didn’t know what he was doing at all—in fact, he knew, when he saw Luoer’s soft scales and pitch-black eyes, he knew that he didn’t know what he was doing at all. He didn't need to use the power of the dragon to carry the little guy away.But he just did it directly, and he didn't understand why it happened.

In the darkness, the scales on the back of Hermos' hand slowly retracted under the skin.

Hermes seldom threatens anyone with his power.After being so strong to his level, it would be too stupid to make simple and rude threats.He clearly has a thousand methods that are gentler and more effective than directly threatening Pareza.

Hermes sat on Pareza's camp bed.The moonlight leaked into the room from behind the thin window screens, flowing gently on the floor, preventing the room from falling into pure darkness.Perhaps it had been a mistake from the start, Hermus thought, if only he had never met the mortal.

But it doesn't make sense to think about it now.He loves Paresa, he must have it, like possessing his favorite toy, and he won't let him go unless Pareza dies.It didn't matter that Pareza didn't love him.

Pareza just said he loves him.Hermes was delighted, but he didn't believe it at all.Paresa, like Albert, is the kind of person who makes people feel more sincere when telling a lie than the truth.He knew that Pareza might like him very much, but this kind of love is no different from loving a unique handicraft—Hermos has always known that Pareza doesn't love him as much as he loves him. Pareza took advantage of others when he was drunk, and this mortal would not even want to be in a relationship with him.It was also a spring, and Paresa's wife had just died a few months ago, and Hermus came to visit him and found the mortal drunk, crying and laughing at him.Long hugged him, comforted him, and couldn't help kissing him.

Pareza was so drunk he didn't even realize what was going on.He didn't stop Hermes from doing it.

Everything after that was just smooth sailing, Hermos was happy to continue this relationship, and Pareza did not object.

But from that day on, Hermes never saw Pareza drunk again.

It was no surprise that Pareza didn't love him.First of all, he is a dragon.Second, his human form is not a woman.As for Pareza, Hermos had never even heard of him having a lover, and Pareza had never had a romantic relationship with anyone before except his wife.

Clearly, Pareza said those words to appease him.How could he love him more than his wife? ——Faltina, Hermos still remembered the name of that woman, Pareza's childhood sweetheart, and the mother of Pareza's child.He would never forget the name, just as he would never forget Pareza.At the end of that autumn, he came to Pareza's mansion and saw Pareza sitting beside the woman's sick bed, holding her hand tightly.

"Can you save Faltina?" he asked him.

"I am sorry," he replied, "but dragons do not interfere in the mortal world."

Long lied to his friend.It was easy for the dragon to recover Faltina's illness, which was just a common infectious disease in the mortal world.He just didn't want to save Pareza's wife.Hermos knew that he would only have a chance if Faltina died.

After the first snow of winter fell, Faltina died of illness.Pareza never asked him for help after that.Mortals enforce that code harder than dragons.When he joined the war, he didn't allow Hermes to visit him openly, didn't allow anyone to know the existence of Hermes, and didn't allow anyone to know that he had a demigod lover.

But now, he simply wanted to get rid of Hermos.

Hermes will not allow this to happen.In order to have Paresa, he could sit back and watch his wife die and be happy about it, fuck him while he was drunk without regret, and do anything that a dragon would disdain to do without shame.He loves him and nothing can ever lose him but death.

Pareza put his hand on the doorknob, still smiling.He was overjoyed by the information their spies had sent back, that the tide was turning, that fate was in his favor, that the decisions he had made these days had been correct, that his risk and sacrifice had not been in vain.But the general doesn't have anyone to share his joy with. His friends are either dead or not here, or like Radley, as long as there is wine and someone kills, everything is perfect, or like Hermos... …

The smile on Pareza's face disappeared.His mind drifted from joy to worry and restlessness.

Thinking of Hermos, Pareza began to regret that he had provoked the incident just now—although he didn't intend to blame himself, after all, at that time, Hermos upset him, the battle situation upset him, he really had enough, he felt at the time Two things that bothered him had to disappear one.As a result, who would have thought that it would take a few glasses of wine, and the situation would change.Now there was only one thing that bothered him.

Pareza pushed the door open and saw the thing sitting on his bed, its golden eyes gleaming, staring straight at him.Generally speaking, human-shaped dragon eyes do not emit light, because human eyes do not have light-emitting structures.

Pareza slammed the door shut.He began to think.Is he trying to appease the dragon?He really doesn't want to.Talking to Hermos had gotten to the point of disgusting him.Pareza figured he should start kissing Dragon One when he arrived next time, gag him, and then after they'd finished sleeping, he'd better find an excuse to tell him to fuck off right away.It would be lucky if he could get away forever...

Pareza did not stand for long.He's always been quick to make decisions.He's just waiting for his eyes to adjust to the dark.After he could see the silhouette of Hermos clearly, Pareza walked towards the dragon.

"I just got some good news." He said to Hermos briskly.Pareza sat down beside Hermos, and naturally put his hand on the dragon's shoulder.

Long turned to look at him, the light in his eyes seemed to be dimmed.Hermes wasn't sure what Pareza wanted to do.

The mortal showed a happy smile.

"I think we should celebrate first."

Then he kisses the dragon like nothing happened.

The kiss was so tender that Hermes was flattered.He thought of the years before the war, when Pareza had no domain business to attend to, no feasts or hunts to attend in the winter.At that time he and Pareza would huddle in the study for three full months, mortals sometimes reading by the fire, talking to him most of the time, and then they would start kissing, just like now.Paresa's expression always makes Long mistakenly think that he loves him too.

The author has something to say:

*In the setting of this article, dragons like to call each other in order of teeth.Hermes is the seventh son in the family, and is called the seventh by the family.

**In the setting of this article, the pure-blooded dragon is revered as a demigod by humans.Hermes is a well-known demigod, because he often interferes in the mortal world (...), and there are many myths and legends passed down in the world.

I feel like I'm going to write a collapse ==