After the holy sword is broken

"You really don't know anything?"

In the closed room, two women sat facing each other, with a wooden table in the middle with a rough surface.A candle was burning on the table, and the bean-sized flame was flickering, causing two shadows on the wall to change in size and shape.

There was only one candle lit in the whole room, and the light was very dim.This is for concentration and to exert psychological pressure on the subject.

The princess was sitting on a chair, looking very disturbed.Her fingers twisted together unconsciously, her expression was a little stiff, and her eyes were full of panic.

"I, really don't know, don't ask me, I really don't know anything."

Opposite her was the former maid of the Duke's Mansion.

The priest who resumed her status as executor changed out of her maid's attire and returned to her mage's robe. The only thing that remained the same was the earring on her left ear—a pair with the other one that wasn't on her.

This was the elder of the twin sisters, Bertha, the bloodborne mystic.

Amber eyes, glowing red.

Deep hypnosis.

"One last time, do you really, really know nothing?"

There was also a red light in the eyes of the princess.Her expression gradually became dumb, and she opened her mouth blankly, answering the mage's question.

"I know my father killed my brother and my mother, and his previous wife. I haven't seen my mother since when things started to go wrong in the duke's mansion. The same goes for my brother. When he disappeared, the lord came. .”

"anything else?"

The princess shook her head dully.

Really, I don't know anymore.

Alger lived a life of penance.

Get up at dawn in the morning, and after washing up, practice swordsmanship on the school field of Poetry of Truth.

When the sun shines on your body and you can feel hot, you can go to the quiet room for prayer and finish your morning class.

After a simple brunch, he helped the order's wine cellar work, and solved some trivial matters for the town residents who came to ask for help.

It was not until the sun went down that the same simple and dull dinner began.

After eating, enter the study room where the classics are collected, transcribe the holy books and other scriptures, and sort out the literature.

After dark, the lights go out.

Rinse your body with cool water, dry off, and go back to your room to sleep.

It cannot be said that it is not substantial, but it is completely boring and monotonous.

Until that night, he went back to his room, opened the door, and saw Burgess.

The legend among blacksmiths, the important minister of the princess, the darling of the gods, the dream lover of noble ladies, and also... his nominal lover.

Right now, she was standing here waiting for him.

"Alger." Burgess called his name without saying anything else.

He is avoiding him.

Burgess felt it.

In the past two days, there has been almost no communication between the two.

Whether it is language, body, or even the meeting of eyes, they are deliberately avoided.

Alger left wherever Burgess was.

At most, she just smiled at him and nodded.The eyes will not look into his eyes, the smile is not as gentle and sincere as before, it seems like a perfunctory last resort.

Even if he was pushed into a corner, he just calmly brushed aside the blocking hands and bypassed the people in front of him.

It seems that they have returned to the beginning all of a sudden, they are not lovers, not even friends or acquaintances.

"Shouldn't you make it clear? Even if... you want to separate, you should make it clear in person, right?" Burgess clenched his fists.

"I don't think there is any obstacle between us. You have no reason to avoid me like this, like avoiding the ominous."

Alger was silent for a while, and was about to speak, but was cut off by Burgess: "No apology!"

Alger was stunned for a moment, and then said: "I just haven't figured out something, which caused you such troubles, I'm really sorry..."

He stopped the apology he was about to say, sighed, and changed his words: "I am the one who brings bad luck, you should stay away from me."

"Even the priests of the gods think that you are also a person favored by the gods. Why do you think you have bad luck?"

"They don't understand." Alger closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, those silver-gray eyes had turned scarlet.

"Only I know how bad I am inside."

Seeing those eyes that belonged to the abyss, Burgess felt his heartbeat speed up instinctively.

I don't know how long it took, a century, or a moment, he found his voice: "The ceremony failed?"

Alger shook his head: "It's probably successful."

The power belonging to the devil has been contained.

"Is it because of the lack of the holy sword, so the seal is not as strong as before? It doesn't matter, as long as the holy sword is recast, it will be fine. Your chief priest said that as long as you have the holy sword, even the blood can be changed."

Alger blinked slowly.

There was no light in the room, and the light was dim.Those eyes that emitted a faint red light, when they blinked, they went out and then brightened.

"Just suppressing the power of the rampage can cause the holy sword to collapse. How can you still believe that the holy sword can remove half of the blood?"

Alger's voice was very calm, without despair or complaint, just narrating plainly.

"Perhaps even the priests didn't expect that this half of the blood would be so tyrannical, otherwise, they would probably choose to strangle me to death the moment I was born.

"I am an ominous person, a person who should not have been born. If I hadn't lived to this day, the holy sword would not be broken, the royal city would not be in turmoil, Fei Luo would not die, Kalia's teacher, other sects The priests who participated in the Astral Conference will not die, the poem of truth will not become a target of public criticism, and you don't have to run around to recast the holy sword..."

"I won't meet you either." Burgess interrupted him.

"If you hadn't lived to this day, I wouldn't have met you."

Alger was stunned for a moment, and he smiled: "Yes, it would be nice if you didn't meet me, you can stay in Wangcheng safely and live the life you should have."

Noble, comfortable, surrounded by flowers and praises, all the lights will shine on him, those beautiful sapphire-like eyes will not see a trace of darkness.

"It's up to you to decide what kind of life I should live."

Burgess took a step forward: "Don't be sentimental, you can't mess up the fate of so many people. Don't tell me everyone is just a sad puppet in your eyes?

"We have our choices, and we pay for them, and get what we deserve, and that's it."

He walked up to Alger step by step.

"I chose to be with you, I chose you to be my lover, I chose to be close to you no matter what. Do you understand?"

The sapphire blue eyes fixed on him, filled with an extremely straightforward love, like a flame burning in the cold ice, like magma flowing in the deep sea.

Warm and scorching, even his heart will be burned by him.

Alger raised his hand, slowly approached those eyes, and finally stayed in midair.

Want to touch, but he knows the fragility of those eyes.The clamoring desire in my heart was not satisfied, and I screamed to destroy the cherished thing in front of me.

"You go away." After a long silence, he said.

Burgess grabbed his hand and forced him to press it to his heart, forcing him to feel his own heartbeat.

"Feel it? This heart beats for you. Come and tear me apart. Compared with the pain of not being able to get close to you, what is physical pain?"

felt it……

Feeling the determination in those eyes, he rushed over so directly that his soul vibrated in his body.

The heart under the palm is still beating, every beat, beating very fast, full of fresh vitality.

It only takes a little force to touch...

Alger opened his arms, embracing his lover in front of him.

"But I don't want to."

What a contradictory thought.

I want to kiss those beautiful eyes tenderly, but I also want to goug out and destroy the pair of sapphires, and feel the joy when that beautiful thing is broken.

I like to see him shining in the crowd, but I also want to lock him in a cage, so that only I can see him forever, so that everything about him will always belong to him.

I want to hold him in my hand and love him, but I also want to ravage him recklessly and do cruel things, to see him despair, to see him cry.

Want to protect him, but also want to destroy him.

This is a treasure that belongs to him alone, and can only be touched and desecrated by him.

"Leave quickly, I'm a dangerous person, especially to you." He said to leave, but his arms were tightly wrapped around him, almost rubbing him into his flesh and blood.

"Did you forget that knife? I can't promise, when will it happen again. I beg you, take it as mercy for me, and don't give me a chance to regret it."

Alger kissed Burgess' lips one last time.

Soft and warm, he never wants to let go, but he still wants to part with it, exhausting his restraint and forbearance.

"Come on, I can't bear to send you away myself."

Sighing and saying this sentence, the arms that were tightly hugged were not loosened.

"I feel your reluctance." Burgess raised the corner of his mouth and smiled, his royal blue eyes were full of brilliance.

"Then don't drive me away, I won't let you kill me."

Burgess took the initiative to kiss Alger.

In an instant, he noticed that the other party's breathing was obviously heavier, and the arms holding him were also tightened.

Right, that's it.

Nothing to be afraid of, both of them.

"Burgens, don't betray me."

"I do not know."

"Words spoken by human beings under the bewilderment of passionate emotions can never be trusted."

"You're human too."

"..."

"Alger, don't leave me."

Sunlight filtered through the undrawn curtains and fell on Borgins' closed eyes.

Suddenly woke up.

The hand touched the side for the first time.

is empty.

Even the bedding was cold.

The mood suddenly hit rock bottom.

After a short period of shock and chill, what followed was monstrous anger.

Clenched into fists, he slammed on the bed hard, causing sore muscles in his body.

hiss--

A, Er, Jie!

This bastard actually ran away after sleeping!

When he can get up, he will issue a hunt and kill order across the continent!

With red eyes and gnashed teeth, Burgess lay on the bed thinking bitterly that everything about the kill order and reward had been finalized one by one, and he almost got up to draft the documents.

Suddenly, the door of the room was slowly pushed open.

The person who held a grudge in his heart, holding a tray in one hand, against the early summer morning sun, smiled at him, as gentle as he remembered.

"you're awake?"