Encyclopedia of Feanor Continent

If magic power is water, then the source of magic is like a lake. In the age of magic, every mage would instinctively draw magic power from the source of magic in a feeling similar to thirst. Drinking too much water, so the mages at that time were still restricted in using magic, but the water itself could not be drunk.

After the source of magic is polluted, just like the lake is poisoned, mages must learn from childhood to restrain their instinct to absorb energy from the source of magic, because as long as they come into contact with the source of magic, mages will fall into madness, and they will start to learn another way to Alleviating one's hunger for magic is to turn one's body into a sponge and absorb the moisture in the air.

Of course, the magic power dissipated in the air is rare and meager, and the water storage capacity of the sponge is also very limited. As a result, the magician's ability to cast spells is not as good as before. Since then, the powerful magic of magic power has been lost, and the combat effectiveness of mages has become worse than that of a farmer who has received short-term training. The golden age of magic has since gone forever. -- "Feno Continental Encyclopedia·History"

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Palos' shy and jerky reaction awakened all the evil cells in Evandel's body. He smirked gracefully and said, "First, you need to take off your clothes."

Palos complied stiffly.

"The same goes for the pants." Avondel cast his eyes down. "Or do you want me to take them off for you?"

"I-I'll come by myself."

Gritting his teeth and closing his eyes, Palos stripped himself clean in one go, but his courage ended there. When the young Templar realized that he was standing naked in front of the person he liked, he just Avondel still didn't do anything, just folded his arms and looked him up and down with interest, which made him so ashamed that he wanted to shrink himself into a ball.

It's a pity that he is not a hedgehog after all, and he can't shrink into a ball, so he can only cover his lower body with his hands in embarrassment.

"Why hide it?" Avondel finally got closer and looked down at the part that couldn't be hidden. "Look, it can't wait to say hello to me."

While Palos was still embarrassed by the overwhelming reaction, Avondel was chatting with his "little brother".

"Hi, hello, little guy." Evandel flicked it back and forth with one finger, "Your master has hid you for more than twenty years, and now you finally have a chance to come out and see the world, happy Is it? You can see that you are so happy that you are crying."

Palos was completely speechless. It was hard to imagine that there would be someone in this world who was doing such obscene things while joking in a serious manner. This made him shy or embarrassed, so he could only blushed and said in embarrassment: "Mr. Evandel Please, please stop teasing me."

"Can't wait any longer?" Evandel said, "Well, I won't tease you, since you like to be direct, then let's not waste time and go to bed."

God knows Palos didn't mean that at all, but it didn't matter, Avondel just wanted to make him shy and embarrassed anyway.Palos also realized the mage's bad taste, and no longer tried to argue, but mechanically obeyed the mage's words.

Palos can be said to be ignorant of what will happen next, and can only be at the mercy of Evandel.The mage pushed him down by pressing his chest, reached into the bag with one hand and rummaged for a while, and took out a bottle of liquid with unknown purpose. He looked at St. The Templar, with a gentle but evil smile, said: "Hey, spread your legs."

"But, but..." Palos was so nervous that his entire face and upper body were red as if it was steaming. Evandel put his right hand on his knee, without using force or urging him, just smiling Watching him intently until Palos gave up resisting and obediently obeyed.

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The rain did not know when it had stopped.

Palos looked at Evandel's sleeping face close at hand, and stretched out his hand hesitantly, but didn't dare to touch the mage's face.

Avandell has always been a light sleeper, he didn't want to wake up the mage, even if the other party didn't do anything, just being looked at by those ice blue eyes would make him flustered.

In fact, Palos is already in a mess now.

Palos has never regretted betraying the church, but violating the precepts he has followed for more than [-] years still makes him feel an unbearable sense of guilt. After all, it is wrong to go in one direction, and it does not mean going Going in the opposite direction is definitely right.

In just a few days, he had already had his own private money, drank alcohol, and had sex with a man.

Thinking of what Evandel did to him just now, Palos seems to understand why the church regards the intimacy between the same sex as a scourge, and such an unreasonable combination can bring incredible extreme pleasure to people. Under Del's skillful fondling, he completely lost control, and he no longer cared about shame and embarrassment. He could only be like a boat in a storm, sinking and floating with the huge waves of pleasure set off by the mage.

The mage fell asleep next to him afterwards, but Palos didn't feel sleepy at all. The templar, who had just tasted lust, was still in a feeling of ecstasy from body to heart. He even felt that he could do anything all day long. Don't do it, just look at Evandel's sleeping face.

If this is depravity, then he admits it.

Evandel fell into a light sleep and woke up more than half an hour later. He lazily turned over and reached out to touch Palos's butt.

This action made Palos tense and stiff, almost thinking that Evandel would do it again, but luckily the mage just wanted to check if he was injured in the back.

"Does it hurt?" Evandel asked softly.

"...It's okay." Palos, who has accepted the reality, or has broken the jar, is not as embarrassed as before.

So Evandel patted his strong buttocks: "Then get up, you haven't eaten breakfast or lunch, at least you have to catch up with dinner."

Palos got up, and when he was getting dressed, Evandel's eyes kept wandering around him, admiring this young and beautiful body.Palos turned his back to the mage and avoided his gaze. He looked calmer than before, but he almost tripped over himself when he put on his pants.

Evandel found this young man more and more interesting, and made people want to bully him, but considering that playing too hard at the beginning would easily lead to counterproductive effects, Evandel still held back his laughter and did not say any more words to tease the nervous Knights Templar.

He went downstairs with Palos, and thoughtfully ordered a vegetable and mushroom soup to pad Palos, who hadn't eaten for a long time.

Palos didn't say a word, just sat in front of the table and ate. In fact, his mind was in a mess. He didn't know what kind of relationship he had with Avandell now, and he didn't know what other teammates would think of him. But soon he found that he was just asking for trouble, and everyone didn't care what they were doing in the upstairs room--Alkai just came back from hunting, took two rabbits for the shopkeeper to add food, and now he is concentrating on Using a whetstone to sharpen the arrows one by one, Fiers only cared about making the waitress happy. Even Evandel's attitude didn't change much, and he was still chatting and laughing with his teammates as usual.

And they ran into unexpected trouble.

A drunken man exclaimed as if he had discovered a new world: "Look what it is, a fairy! I always thought fairies only existed in Old Nan's bedtime stories!"

Alkai couldn't tell his height when he was sitting, and today he tied his pale golden hair back, making the strong man misunderstand his gender, and said with a wretched smile: "Little elf girl, are you Where did it come from? Your skin is so white, like a peeled tree trunk..."

But Alkai turned a deaf ear to it at all, and lowered his head to eat the rabbit meat and radish soup in the bowl.

Palos was in a bad mood, looked up at Evandel, and found that the mage was completely waiting to watch the show, so he had to stand up in front of Alkai, stop the drunken strong man and say: "I miss you It was a misunderstanding."

It's a pity that he is not wearing armor or carrying a weapon on his body at the moment, which greatly reduces his deterrent power. Although most people know that it is best not to provoke him just by looking at his figure, but the man has the courage to drink. Don't take Palos seriously at all: "It's none of your business, are you her boyfriend? Very good, not from now on."

Palos stopped the man because he was afraid that Alkai would kill him if he didn't make a word, so he stabbed the other party like an elk. Who knew that the strong man didn't appreciate it at all, and even opened his posture to talk to Palos. Fighting to show their masculinity, the customers around him booed and applauded, and they all gave up a space to wait and see the excitement.

Alkai finally put down the spoon and stood up, passed Palos and grabbed the strong man by the collar. Before the strong man had time to shock the elf "girl" with her height and flat chest, Alkai ignored the other party's struggle and dropped a weight of more than one hundred kilograms. The heavy burly man dragged it to the door like a sack of wheat, then lifted it up and threw it out into the puddle outside, splashing Lao Gao with muddy water.

The customers who had been booing and waiting to see the excitement suddenly became as quiet as chickens.

As if nothing happened, Alkai returned to his seat, picked up the spoon, and continued to eat dinner.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and started to do what they should do again. The inn was bustling again. Phils moved away from Alkai without a trace, and asked Evandel quietly: "Alkai's strength... What is it?" How big is it?"

Avondel said with amazement: "He once knocked down a bear with his bare hands."

Fiers quickly thought about whether he had offended this taciturn ranger: "I thought...the elves were not very strong..."

"There are always exceptions." Evandel smiled and said to the dull Palos, "Don't worry, Alkai knows how to measure, and generally wouldn't kill people in this kind of place."

"That is to say, if we change the place..." Firth trembled, but did not continue.

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After the customers in the store had dispersed, Phils brought the waitress into the room again.

Of course, Palos couldn't get in his way, and he felt that it was too deliberate to open a room, so he had to bite the bullet and sleep in a room with the mage.

When he opened the door and entered, Evandel was leaning on the bed and sorting out the manuscript, looked up at him casually, and said with a smile, "What's the matter, you don't seem to want to see me very much."

"No..." Palos became nervous again. After the two of them did that, he didn't know what attitude he should use to be alone with Evandel. Fortunately, Evandel didn't intend to bully him again this time. He lowered his head and put his eyes on the book again: "Go to bed early, the rain has stopped, we will leave early tomorrow morning."

"Yeah." Palos breathed a sigh of relief, lying on another bed, facing the wall without moving.

However, the sound insulation effect of the wooden walls of the small hotel is extremely poor, and some indescribable sounds are constantly coming from the next door, which makes Palos extremely embarrassed, and he wants to bury himself with a pillow in bed.

Evandel wrote the book without changing his face, turning a deaf ear to the voices next door, but Palos has been tossing and turning on the bed, changing his posture after a while, which really distracted him, so he knocked on the wall: "Fils, there is little movement!" Come on, you're annoying Palos."

The voices from the next door stopped, and after a while, there was the rustling of clothes and Phils' loud complaint: "What a mistake! I should have gotten him drunk before going upstairs! This kid is Have you never had meat before, what's the fuss about this kind of thing, hey, don't go, my dear..."

He continued to coax the waitress sweetly, and the two left the room and went downstairs together, probably planning to continue in another place.

This didn't make Palos any better, but made him more embarrassed: "...in fact, there is no need to drive him away."

"Don't worry about it, he's really too self-aware." Evandel said calmly, as if he was deciding what to eat tomorrow morning, "Next time we'll make some noise and disturb him to death."

"..." Palos simply pulled the quilt over his head silently, pretending to be dead.