My nemesis tempts me every day

On the eve of the attack by the ominous alien monster, Golando was secretly called to the top of the tower by the priests in the Vientiane Tower.

The clergy stood facing the light, and behind Golando was the exit of the Vientiane Tower. The artificial moon constructed with magic equations hung on the semicircular sky of the academy, and the light projected even reached the clergy. The expression was not clear, but fortunately, Gorlando had no intention of trying to figure out the hidden intention behind this order. In front of these people who came down from the top of the tower, he didn't need to use such troublesome and redundant behavior to figure out.

After all, it was such a time, what other reason could there be.

Prolonged separation and inability to communicate can make the two closest people strangers, but the graceful consonance and tacit understanding between lovers is different from this. Perhaps the two hearts are looking for each other, and no matter what happens, they will give priority to it. The other party is desperately trying to connect all changes with the other party.

With a flat face, Gorlando turned sideways and explained to the soldiers under him what he should pay attention to after he left, and then nodded to the waiting clergy, just like he did every time he executed the orders issued by his superiors in recent days.

After finally waiting for this day, his mood was not joyful at all. Compared with the anticipation and longing for meeting each other, what reverberated in Gorlando's chest was a kind of helplessness and unspeakable sadness that had been foreseen for a long time. .

No, perhaps it would be more appropriate to say worry.

He doesn't know what's going on with Ronoye, but he's definitely not in an absolute position to see whoever he sees, otherwise the clergy can justly say that it's the Holy Son's oracle and won't cover it up like this He came to him in a sneaky way, and even assumed the name of the high priest.

Gorlando knows that the young master is a person with a strong sense of responsibility. For him, the interests of the big self are much more important than the selfish desires of the ego. He will not do things that are not suitable for his own thoughts. The high priest and the eldest prince said that this was not allowed, so he would try his best to restrain himself and strengthen the restraint on himself again and again.

Elphon Tower and Vientiane Tower imprisoned Ronoye's body, and Ronoye imprisoned his own desires with the identity of the Holy Son and the family behind him, so under what circumstances would the young master personally break the fabric he had woven? What about the prison?

There must be a time when all rules and teachings will cease to exist.

At that time, even the most well-behaved Ronoye will not care to abide by the rules and teachings. Of course, Ronoye, who has carried the future of an entire country, will not do things of no value. The meeting in the next few minutes will probably be Also be part of a plan.

The more he thinks in this direction, the heavier Golando feels in his heart, whether it's because of his lover who holds an important position, or because of Ferga who is on the verge of falling.

On the way to climb the stairs in the tower, Gorlando always looks out of the window from time to time. If there is no spare artificial moon outside, the college will be dark at this moment, but the tower is brightly lit. Unfortunately, this does not make people feel at ease .

As long as the dementor birds of the Judgment Division are still attacking the enchantment of the academy, the magicians will never be able to feel at ease.

Gorando counted the impacts on the transparent protective cover while going upstairs, and arrived at the destination without knowing it. What surprised him was that such an important place was extremely neglected, not to mention the soldiers of the army, Even the basic enchantment to block outsiders has not been established.

A solitary room isolated in a high tower—this is the zero-time residence of Ronoye, who is the son of God. Another tower.

Everyone who got in the way retreated here, and only Golando entered the room of the Holy Son. Once he stepped into the door, the weak induction maintained by the contract magic suddenly became stronger several times, just like a red thread of fate stretched across him and the room. The difference is that such a concentration can only mean that Ronoye once lived in this room, but it cannot mean that Ronoye is here at this moment.

The walls made of special material cut off the impact sound from the source of the restlessness outside the tower, and the overly quiet place contrasted with the rapid heartbeat of Gorlando. He walked forward step by step, gradually deepening, like those brave men who explored the maze.The structure of the room was not complicated, even a little simpler than the single dormitory of the students, so he came to the end in a short while.

The somewhat cramped bedroom is connected to an even narrower window sill, and the closed windows and doors seem to reveal the repressed inner world of the owner of the room. Gorlando walked over and tried to push the stained glass embedded in the window frame, but the other party did not move at all.

He withdrew his hand and scratched his hair as if annoyed, trying to get rid of the touch just now, froze for a few seconds and then sighed.

Glando waited around here with arms folded for about 10 minutes before Ronoye's figure appeared at the door of the bedroom.

They stared at each other in silence for a while, almost in silence, before Ronoye moved his lips and said, "It took a little longer to arrange the rest of the work, but fortunately this is the last time." laugh.

Is it the magic of the time corridor?This speculation came naturally to Gorlando's mind.He closed his eyes and walked straight to the person at the door.

The opening remarks that were painstakingly squeezed out failed to receive an ideal response. Facing Golando who was getting closer and closer, Ronoye's tone was a little uneasy: "I'm sorry, I also want to finish it quickly, but that's not right. Mistakes are allowed..."

After a long absence, he was more eager to see his lover's smile than Glando's dignified expression.

"All the work has been done, we have enough for tonight... that... Anyway, there is nothing to worry about now..."

Hearing Ronoye's flustered words, Gorlando could only quicken his pace to shorten the distance between the two, then he opened his arms and hugged the opponent's body tightly, interrupting Ronoye's continuation, the opponent's hands were at a loss After groping on his back for a while, she shrank back and hugged him tremblingly, and hugged him tighter and harder than him.

Just hugging each other, they understand each other.

The person in his arms handed over half of his body weight. This body was still very thin, but only Golando knew that those shoulders that were not yet thick were also the shoulders of a strong and outstanding man.The former young master was desperately carrying all the things he could carry on his shoulders, even if he was in front of him, he would not show his tired appearance.

Due to the tight hug, it didn't take long for Ronoye's body temperature to pass through the Son's robe, and the familiar smell lingered in his nose, making Gorlando feel like a lost treasure was found.

"Gorlando..." Ronoye called out Gorlando's name in a low voice, his voice choked up.

The person who was called slowly combed the soft hair of the Holy Son, and softly comforted him uncharacteristically: "From now on, you are just Ronoye, with no surname and no country."

In order to emphasize this sentence, he deliberately dropped the honorific title for the superior.Only tonight, he hoped that Ronoye could be himself again.

As early as when the temple was reunited, he couldn't bear it anymore. He wished to push through the crowd and take Ronoye away from that high position, but where could they go after taking them away? Surrounded by the monsters of the Judgment Division, the people of the Demon Race are even more eyeing this land and Ronoye, the son of prophecy.

Restricted by his identity and ability, he can give too little to Ronoye. Except for his sincerity, there is only this night when both parties can let go of the shackles.

"Only you would say such things to me." Ronoye sighed, "Lies are useless to you, you can easily see through all my disguises, and then mercilessly mess up my thoughts and my heart, No one is better at this kind of thing than you."

Ronoye let go of his clasped hands, and his head left Golando's chest, saying word by word: "Gorlando, I'm more sure, as long as I'm with you, I'm not afraid of anything."

After finishing speaking, he raised his chin and looked up with burning eyes. The holy son's crown was misplaced due to the hugging action, and a strand of fine hair fell from his docile hairstyle, hanging limply between his eyebrows, which added a little bit of innocence. A temptation that doesn't match his age.

The atmosphere was on fire, and Gorlando squinted his eyes, gladly accepted the warm invitation from the other party, pressed the back of Ronoye's head and pressed his kiss heavily.

Bonding, lingering, separation, bonding again, lingering, separation, after several kisses, they have found the exact way to please each other. In this ceremony, they race against time, exchanging their temperature and emotion with each other, just like tomorrow It is about to usher in the joy of holding on tightly for a moment like death.

After the kiss, Gorlando breathed heavily. He held Ronoye's red cheeks and said, "Since you are not the son of God tonight, you are just an ordinary person..." His voice became softer, he paused and continued Said, "This dress doesn't suit you anymore."

Ronoye was also panting, and his eyes were a bit blurred. Hearing Golando's words, he nodded obediently, took off the crown symbolizing his identity and threw it on the ground. The ruby ​​on the top of the crown reflected the ambiguous brilliance of the wall lamp in the corner .

The green fruit at the beginning is now a crumbling ripe fruit.

While his mind was still online, Gorlando let go of Ronoye for the time being, and went to the window to close the two curtains. Just as he was about to turn around, the surroundings suddenly darkened. It was Ronoye who turned off the light source in the bedroom.

A few steps away, there was the sound of clothes rubbing against each other, accompanied by the rhythmic breathing of the two people.

"Can't you see nothing in this way?" Gorlando turned around and walked forward across the darkness.

"Because I'm...I'm...very nervous." Ronnoye explained hesitatingly.

"What a coincidence, me too." Glando found Ronoye's wrist, and his eyes gradually adapted to the darkness.

They retreated to the edge of the bed, lay down facing each other, and kissed a few more indiscriminately on the way.

"You know more about this than I do, so will you be nervous?" Ronoye couldn't help asking curiously.

Gorlando unbuttoned the Son's coat, and slowly pulled out the robe's belt from one end: "...Of course, real gun combat is different from reading novels."

"Every time you make love, you obviously feel that you are very skilled." Ronoye said dissatisfied.

Gorlando smiled: "Oh, do you mean that?"

He put his hand into the innermost layer of Ronoye's clothes, and as expected, he heard Ronoye's unsteady laughter.

"Haha, it's so itchy...it's not there." Ronoye held his hand to stop him, and led him to move to another place, "Even I know that this is the right place... "

"You're right." Golando got up and held down Ronoye, "You've really grown up."

The attic at the top of the tower in the middle of the night is like an isolated island in the sea. Everything outside this night has nothing to do with them. Even if the world will be destroyed tomorrow, even so... nothing can separate them.