Voice of Dragonland

PS: It’s not easy to find such a suitable picture, but it’s really suitable. It’s exactly the same as the place where the ugly guy in my heart lives. I wonder if it’s the same as the scene you imagined?

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The sound of Galian's footsteps gradually faded away, but there was still a faint fragrance of orchids in the air, which lingered for a long time.The ugly guy turned his head and looked at the portrait room, at the carved wooden door, and at the abandoned portrait frame, and felt a dull pain in his numb heart.

He shook his head slightly and took a step back, "No...I'm not..."

The shadows in the dark corner surrounded him, his expression could not be seen in the darkness, and even his breathing was so slight that it was hard to notice. He stretched out his hand to support the cold wall, and laughed out of despair, "What does it have to do with me... Hehe Hehe...what does it have to do with me?"

This empty underground world, this brave prince with a face like jade, this life of galloping on horses and disdain the battlefield...what does it have to do with him?He was just a monster with a grim face, but a poor man who was pitied.

Long he stood in the dark, long enough for the tears to dry on his cheeks, long for the dull ache in his heart to sink, long for the light of the world to fade from his eyes.He finally took a slow step and walked towards his place of shelter.

From time to time, guards passed by in the corridor, in twos and threes, talking about ferocious dragons, the sudden march of orcs, and the rare peaceful time that would be broken by war. They sighed endlessly, and they scrambled to share their feelings with their companions. Comfort and accept comfort from peers.Occasionally, low singing sounds, desolate and poignant.

However, all of this seems to have nothing to do with him.

The ugly guy passed through them silently, and walked towards the lower floor by himself.

The corridor gradually dimmed, and the last star light disappeared around the corner, and the corridor on the next floor was as dark as ink. No one would build a lighting lamp for him, and he didn't need these.

At the last corner, his residence is on the right.He put his hand on the simple doorknob, and the wooden door made a slight "squeak", and the same breath wafted in the air.The ugly guy's nerves tensed instantly, his right hand fell on the handle of the knife at his waist, and then he relaxed again.This is a dense forest, no one will deliberately lie in ambush here.At most, those little maids came here to make some childish marks in order to test their courage.

Thinking of this, he let go of the handle of the knife and lit the candle.

The dim candlelight filled the room, and the ugly guy turned his head, his whole body stiffened.

Selosta stood silently by his bedside like a ghost, her light-colored eyes raised slightly, and she stared at him intensely.

The features and contours of that face were similar to Legolas, but the expression was quite different.

"Your Highness..." He turned around and bent down to salute with difficulty. The burn area on his back was too large, and when he bent his back a little, the pain shot out from the injury like lightning, cutting open the flesh and reaching the depths of the nerves.

"Ugly guy," Selosta said coldly, and then turned his gaze to look at the portrait of a person's back on the wall next to the door.

The mottled stone walls have been cleaned up deliberately, charcoal pencils outline delicate lines on the grayish-yellow walls, shoulder-length hair, wide waist, narrow hips and long legs, gowns reaching the ground, and a proud and majestic posture. Although there are only a few strokes, they are vivid And exquisite.

The ugly guy stood silently by the door, his breathing was a little messy, his neck was wet from his neck to his back, his wound was soaked in sweat, and it hurt like a needle prick.

"Others may not be able to see it." Selosta looked at the portrait blankly, "I'm not so easy to fool."

"What does Your Highness want to say?" The ugly guy's voice was rough and hoarse, without any clue.

"Who is the back in the painting, you and I know very well." Selosta turned his face slightly, and the candlelight fell on his cheeks, reflecting a faint yellow halo.This elf is very beautiful, with blond hair neatly braided into warrior braids on the side of the ears and the back of the head, a pair of clear eyes like glass on the pure face, dimples on the cheeks are inadvertently sunken, and the limbs are slender , well-proportioned.It's just that in this beauty, there is a bit of violence formed by the accumulation of negative energy for no reason.

"I don't know what you're talking about," the ugly guy raised his face, looked directly at Selosta's aggressive eyes, let his heart beat wildly like a drum, but didn't show half of his face, "You know him?"

"At this time, is it meaningful to play dumb in front of me?" Selosta sneered, carefully walking around the wooden bench in front of him, as if there was something dirty on it that would infect him. "Or are you just such a nasty coward who just hides in a dark corner and ponders the dirty thoughts in your head, of course, this is surprisingly consistent with your appearance, ugly guy."

The ugly guy's cheeks twitched slightly, and he quickly calmed down, "That's my lover, I'm afraid it's not what you think."

"It's different!" Selosta suddenly raised her voice, stepped forward, and almost bumped into the ugly guy, her eyes were like a thorny net, locking him firmly in it, "You and I say it's different? How dare you say that? Looking at Vera, swear that the back on this portrait is not my father or the king of the jungle? How dare you swear that you have no dirty thoughts about my father? No... dirty is not the word for you, you are simply disgusting !"

The last words came out of Selosta's clenched teeth, as if the next moment he would pull out his sword and stab the ugly guy in the chest.

The ugly guy was still standing there, silently, like an ugly sculpture erected in the room, under the light of the candle, there was a faint chill.Under the calm and completely still rigid exterior, a shocking wave was set off, beating viciously on his fragmented heart.All kinds of pictures from the past come back to his mind frame by frame, those fading memories, those few warmth, those tragic and untouchable encounters, they hit him with an unavoidable attitude. Come on.

"You want to deny it? Do you think you can get away with it? Don't forget, I am his son, how can I not recognize his posture?"

You are his son... Then, what am I?The ugly guy trembled slightly as if ice water had been splashed all over his head.

"Yes, that's him." He whispered.

The air in this space suddenly froze, the candle was burning straight, and the warm yellow halo seemed a bit malicious.

"You..." Selosta really can't think of any other words to describe his state of mind at this moment. The light blue blood vessels are jumping suddenly on his forehead, his snow-white face is gradually turning red, and the blue eyes are shining. The anger is like dragon flames, the scorching heat can turn the ugly guy into ashes.

"I love him," the ugly guy ignored Selosta's anger on the verge of collapse, and looked at the back on the wall indifferently, with a stubborn look in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised by the scars pulled tightly, "As long as I live , will not give up."

"Haha..." Selosta laughed angrily, "Are you implying that I will kill you?"

The ugly guy looked at him coldly, "With all due respect, you don't have the strength."

"Listen to me..." Selosta said word by word, "As long as you dare to put him in your obscene mind, I will dare to kill you and make your miserable life a complete mess." rests!"

"How many elves in the dense forest admire him, can you kill them?" The ugly guy sneered.

"..." But the only person who could reach out and touch his face was this ugly monster in front of him.This realization made Selosta even more furious.

"From the beginning to the end, he didn't know how to be a father..." The ugly guy laughed without warning, chattering laughter collided in this small room, sad and desperate, "His son fell in love with him, Is there anything more pathetic than this?"

"What are you talking nonsense about?" Selosta narrowed her eyes in doubt.At some point, a breeze blew into this small space, the candlelight was swayed by the wind, and the shadows around were constantly shaking, pushing the stagnant atmosphere to its peak.

"You love him, that's why you care about the existence of the prince, you care about the contact with people around him, and you care about a person like me who can never have any emotional intersection with the king..." The ugly guy shook his head, black Under the reflection of the candlelight, his face was terrifying and desolate, "You love him, so you can't tolerate any threats, even if the threats are so insignificant."

"I didn't come to listen to your nonsense." Selosta's face darkened, becoming more and more gloomy.

"Then, why did His Royal Highness condescend to come to the shabby room?" The ugly guy withdrew his indifferent eyes and fell on the prince.

Selosta couldn't help shivering.It's not how fierce the ugly guy's eyes are, but the bone-piercing chill, so cold that his heart trembles, so cold that he can't help looking away, "I won't kill you, as long as you leave the jungle ."

The ugly guy finally withdrew his gaze from him, and his tone sank, revealing a bit of lethargy, "What if I say no?"

"Then you can't blame me..." Selosta pulled out her sword suddenly, the light blue light cut through the air, and slashed down towards the ugly man with strong wind.

The ugly guy didn't evade, until the howling sound of the sharp blade cutting the air fell to his ears, he suddenly raised his hand and held the blade.

Selosta's sword slashing with all his strength stopped instantly. He wanted to draw back the sword, but unexpectedly, the sword seemed to be in the hands of the ugly guy. No matter how hard he tried, it remained motionless.Selosta's face was a little distorted. He held the hilt tightly, but suddenly found that the blade was slightly bent.The ugly guy turned his wrist, and the tough long sword made of fine steel gradually bent in his hand, forming a U-shaped arc.

"Tick tock. Tick tock. Tick tock, tick tock..." The blood slid down the ugly guy's palm and landed on the rough ground, forming a small puddle.The ugly guy didn't even look at the furious Prince, but just looked at the dark corridor outside the door expressionlessly, "Is this how you kill me?"

He couldn't hold back his face, and at this moment, the playful prince began to reflect on his negligence of tempering, and he couldn't kill the ugly creature he hated so much with a single sword.

"The war is coming, I advise you to spend more time on the war, don't...let him work hard alone." The ugly guy slowly let go, "I will leave, after the war is over."

Selosta looked at the bent and scrapped long sword in his hand, and knew in his heart that at this moment, he couldn't kill the ugly guy, even if he gritted his silver teeth, even if he was furious, he had to admit that the gap between himself and the ugly guy was really huge. Not just a little bit.

He lowered his face, turned around and strode out of the low and oppressive room.

The ugly guy's eyes fell into a shadow, and the blood slid down his fingertips, dripping bright red on the rough ground.

In the corridor came the clanging sound of iron tools hitting rocks, chaotic and disorderly, but the hidden anger in the collision was real, blazing and vigorous.

What the flame will burn like, neither of them knows.