Possessed boyfriend

After checking every magic circle, it was already early morning before returning to the mansion.

The rejoicing angels had departed, and Naberiel dismissed the angels that followed him.He knew that he should resign, but the bracelet hadn't been sent out yet, and he was reluctant to leave.

"Why don't you go back?" Naberiel asked, seeing that he seemed to have something to say.

"My lord, I have something I want to give you." Castiel mustered up his courage, and took out the bracelet that he had stroked thousands of times with his sweaty hands.

"what?"

"This." He handed the ring up, and at the same time thanked Angel Day. It is very common to send small gifts to each other on this festival, allowing him to fulfill his wish without attracting attention.Glancing at the gemstone ring that Naberiel often wears, he is slightly embarrassed, knowing that his bracelet may be insignificant to Naberiel, but it is his wish, as long as he is willing to accept it, he can look at it A few glances are enough.

"Thank you for the little gift." Naberiel said to him with a smile.

In an instant, his heart was full of flowers, and the warmth and tenderness that inadvertently flowed out of those blue eyes could make him recall for a lifetime.

In order to implement his idea, he visited Fagern's jewelry store on the next rest day.

There are dozens of jewelry stores in Fagern. In order to meet the needs of different customers, the gem jewelry sold not only has the style of the demon world but also the style of the heavenly world. Angel City saw even more.

After wandering around Fagern all day, he found that there were only seven shops selling this kind of crystal stone. Although it was not jewelry, but because of its special enchanting properties, the supply was in short supply and the price was very expensive.All the money he had with him could only buy one bead.

On the way home holding this little bead, he couldn't wait to put the memory of last night into the bead.The fly in the ointment is that this bead can only store 10 minutes of memory, which is too little.

A few days later, he did not expect that Naberiel would come to Zuma in person.

"This is a return gift for you, Kalotir." Naberiel put the small box in his hand, "The last time the adjutant went to Fagern to help me bring this back, I think it is right to give it to you." suitable".

"My lord, it's Castile." He happily accepted Naberiel's gift and carefully corrected him, he always remembered his name wrong.

"Castile." Naberiel smiled indifferently, and took Zuma away.

After Zuma left, he sat down on a comfortable stone, opened the box carefully, and found a purple memory crystal bracelet inside, with a total of sixteen beads!

He sat in the sunshine of the devil world, put the bracelet on his wrist and compared it again and again, but he was reluctant to wear it. Sixteen beads can store sixteen memories, but if there is too much happiness, should he worry about which one to wear? Which memories to put in.

Soon after, the situation in the demon world became tense, and the demon king Picasso was likely to use force against the garrison at the instigation of the restless lords.So Naberiel summoned Zuma more often, every time in a hurry.

He stood on the mountain peak, watching the angelic army line up in and out of the barrier of the garrison in the distance, and unconsciously clasped his hands on his chest to pray for Naberiel.For a soldier with the lowest martial arts skills like him, apart from his usual labor, the only thing he can contribute to the entire army at this time is piety.

One morning, he received a notification of the combat readiness of the entire garrison.The angel squad was routinely patrolling outside the Demon Realm and was attacked by the Demon Army. Naberiel took a legion to check, but unexpectedly encountered more Demon Army.

This is the first time they have encountered a combat readiness notice since they came to the Demon Realm for decades. The Demon Race has always been at a disadvantage in front of the Angels, but it does not mean that they will not start a war.

The angels in the legion are very calm, and Naberiel is usually strict with his subordinates, so no one panics at this time, just waiting for the commander to order to fight the demons.

The adjutant who stayed behind calmly judged the situation, and the time passed like this.

After a long time, a large group of angels appeared on the periphery of the barrier.

When he got the news, he grabbed the angel beside him and asked, "Is the general back?"

"It seems not yet," said the angel.He is also taking care of the beast, and has just returned from the officer.

"Not yet." The other said solemnly, "I just came back from the outside. It is said that the demons have ambushed. Although most of the legion has just been withdrawn, Lord Naberiel and his guards have not returned yet. .”

He felt that his heart was being crushed by a big hand. At this moment, he hoped that as long as nothing happened to Naberiel, he would be willing to let him experience any kind of pain.

He walked apprehensively out into the square, and stood among a group of angels, anxiously awaiting what would happen.Looking around, the angels' calm faces concealed faint worries.

I don't know how long it took before there was movement around the barrier again.

A troop of angels returns, followed by a small group.Although some of them were injured, their spirits were still uplifted, and they couldn't see the depression after losing a battle.It doesn't look bad.He finally let go of his heart.

Suddenly, the cheers of the angels sounded in the square.

Excitedly, he pushed forward from the waiting crowd, and saw Naberiel at the forefront of the angel.He was riding on a pure white griffin, holding a silver spear in his hand. The spear formed a sharp angle with the ground, and there were bloodstains on the cold tip, while the pure white hair of the griffin was still covered with blood. Spotless.

At this moment, he felt that the color of blood was really beautiful.

Carefully memorizing every detail in front of him, he carefully sealed them in a bead.

☆、Chapter 41

Before he knew it, the mission of the Brilliance Blade Legion in the Demon Realm had been completed, and he returned to the Heaven Realm with the Legion. At this time, he had served for more than 80 years.

Except for some elites who have been left behind, most of the angels who have served for 100 years have been replaced.He is no longer a rookie in the barracks, but a veteran.The bracelet Naberiel gave him has been filled with memory, and he bought some beads one after another, but it is a pity that it temporarily lost its effect after leaving the Demon Realm.

He is still responsible for Zuma's care.Because of Zuma, Naberiel would come to him occasionally, and their topic always revolved around the griffin at first, but they would always go to other places slowly.From Naberiel's mouth, he learned a lot of things, such as the sixth heaven and above that he had never set foot on, such as Jerusalem, which he had not visited once, and so on.

One day, Naberiel mentioned that he was going to the North of the Fifth Heaven.Recently, due to his position, Naberiel occasionally went to Gabriel's mansion.

He had heard of the northern border of the Fifth Heaven, which was the only place where it snowed in the Nine Heavens.Although he had seen snow in the Demon Realm, when he thought of it being a wonder of the heavens, he couldn't help yearning for it.

"My lord, can I go with you?" He said tentatively as Naberiel described Gabriel's mansion and the snow-capped forest to him.

"You want to go too?"

"If possible, I really want to see the snow scene there, it must be very different from the one in the Demon Realm." He looked at the officer beggingly, but found that the latter hesitated.

At that time, he didn't know that when Naberiel went to Gabriel's mansion ten years ago, he had already seen Avihir in the falling snow, and today, ten years later, they met again.

After hesitating for a while, Naberiel agreed to his request, because he needed to bring some books and albums to Gabriel's mansion this time. It would be better to have a servant, and it doesn't matter if Castile plays this role.

He happily accepted the task.

On the day of departure, he dressed himself up, even though the role of servant was insignificant, he didn't want to embarrass Naberiel himself.

The fifth level of innocence is extremely beautiful, the snow here is peaceful and holy, not at all like the violent rampage he has seen in the Demon Realm.On the way out of Gabriel's mansion, his eyes could not help swimming among the ice crystals and snowflakes, but soon, he was attracted by Naberiel again.

Naberiel looked at Xue with gentle and fierce eyes, as if he was looking at his lover.

This expression touched him inexplicably, he really hoped that he could melt into this world and accept the caress of his beloved's passionate eyes.

At this moment, a voice from behind him interrupted his wild thoughts, "Nabe..."

He followed the reputation and saw an angel who was also wearing a gray military uniform from a distance. His military rank was only one level lower than that of Naberiel. He was leading the Pegasus alone.

Naberiel smiled, "Avishir."

He watched the angel get closer, and Naberiel's smile deepened.

The sixth sense that had been sleeping all this time seemed to wake up, and he suddenly felt scared, because a voice in the dark told him what might happen between Naberiel and Avishir.

He bowed blankly to Avithir.

"Castile, take Zuma to Mede Town and wait for me first, I will go there to find you later, Zuma knows the way." Naberiel said.

He unnaturally took a closer look at Avithir - he had long brown hair, and although his appearance was not extremely beautiful, he also had the kind of beauty rarely seen among senior military officers. At this time, the other party's blue eyes were also looking at his .

He didn't dare to disobey Naberiel's order, so he had to take Zuma away.

The airflow in the air is much colder than that on the ground, looking around, there is endless silver and white.He told himself not to think about anything, let alone look back, but the unwillingness and luck in his heart tormented him, and he still turned his eyes to where they were.

Suddenly looking back, among the snowflakes in the sky, the picture of Naberiel and Yavishir embracing each other imprinted in his eyes, like a beautiful and chilling painting, a mixture of coldness and enthusiasm.The arc of their necks intersecting is so beautiful, the temperature of love melts the snow and wind, pure white becomes the background of the painting, they are the people in the painting, and he himself becomes a redundant bystander.

It's just that no matter how beautiful the picture was, he stared at it for a long time, and he shed tears for no reason.He is really useless.

He took Zuma away, flying faster and faster.

The mood fell into depression for no reason, just like there is a shadow behind the light. When they were illuminated by the light and warmed up, the shadow found him.

His hands tightly licked Zuma's snow-white hair, but the warmth in it couldn't dispel the haze in his heart.

The cold wind was like a knife, engraving that scene deep in his heart.

They really do match.He secretly thought that they are both high-ranking members of the Angel Legion, they can have common topics when they meet, and they can walk side by side, and no one will be disadvantaged by the other.

In the days that followed, he intentionally avoided Naberiel, but he still met unexpectedly.He solemnly put on the bracelet, and the sixteen beads had been filled with sixteen memories, and he would never struggle with which bead to change, because his happiness had come to an end.

Shortly after that, the Shining Blade Legion had another chance to go to the Demon Realm.He was happy to be back in the Underworld, away from the Heavens, and Naberiel was away from Avishir, at least temporarily.

One day, he was called to him by Naberus.

He didn't feel happy at all, his whole body tensed up with a vague premonition, and he didn't think he would hear any good news.

"Sorry, Castile, Zuma is dead," he heard Naberiel say.

He was not shocked. He had heard before that the demons they encountered were extraordinary, and they also encountered a magic circle. Their ability to escape was inseparable from Naberiel and his guards fighting to the death. .

"Among the angels who take care of it, Zuma likes you the most. I believe that your feelings for it are also extraordinary, so I think I should tell you personally." Naberiel said slowly, and took out a golden one with exquisite carvings. The ring decoration is the inscription ring on Zuma's eagle claw.

He clenched the ring tightly and suddenly wanted to cry uncontrollably.It may be expected that Naberiel did not love him, but without Zuma, he felt alone for a moment.In the decades since he came to the garrison, he devoted all his energy to Naberiel and Zuma, and they almost devoted all his feelings.

"Zuma has been with me for many years, and this time it is to protect me..." Naberiel seemed not to know how to comfort him, and then he was silent.

He knew that Naberiel must be sad too, so he just pursed his lips and swallowed all the sourness into his stomach.

Zuma died, and Naberiel soon had a new mount.He didn't take over other griffins for a while, so more often, he just sat in a daze on Zuma's favorite grass or mountain.

Although he was single once, but now he understands the feeling of loneliness.

He has served 93 years and will leave the Shining Blade in seven years.Without Zuma, he feels that he has no reason to stay anymore, and it seems that it is best to wait quietly to leave.

Just when he was disheartened, one day the officer told him that he had a new spirit beast.

For some unknown reason, he followed the officer to the meadow, only to find that Naberiel was also there.

Naberiel was holding an egg, which almost ruined his heroic appearance on the battlefield, but he found that he also surprisingly liked him like this.Naberiel handed him the egg, a pale golden griffin's egg, so large and heavy that he could only hold it with his arms.

"Call it Zuma, too," Naberiel said.

"Zuma II?"

"It's a good name." Naberiel smiled.

Since then he has a new job.Every day he took the egg out to bask in the sun, and held it to sleep at night. Although many people laughed at him that he didn't have to do this, he still persisted stubbornly.For him, Zuma II is a gift from Naberiel, and he must protect it.

Soon, the little griffin came out of its shell, and he got tired of it every day, taking it to Zuma's favorite place for a stroll.

Naberiel would occasionally come to see it, and of course he would have a few words with him.Unconsciously, he found that there were more topics between them, and sometimes Naberiel would talk about his feelings.

He listened silently. As far as he was outside, he didn't understand their world, and he didn't have the right to express his opinions. Those emotions were other people's stories.He doesn't have the courage and confidence to break up a pair of lovers, and he can't bear to do that. All he can do is continue to love him silently, love him forever, and wish him happiness.

100 years will soon pass, and Zuma II has grown up a lot, but he is still a cub.He knew that the day when he would leave the Legion was not far away. 100 years is too short, he thinks Naberiel will forget him soon, and he will not fall in love with others.

He lay under the beautiful clouds of the first sky, holding the little Zuma II in his arms, counting down the days to leave.But I didn't want to suddenly one day, the legion that had been orderly all the time suddenly became turbulent, and the vice-lord broke with God because of human Adam!

He didn't know what to do.He respects and loves God, and loves the Vice-Prince. Although he does not agree with God's decision, he is willing to obey God's power unconditionally.However, Naberiel resolutely sided with Lucifer at this time, and he quickly gathered his troops to rush to the fourth heaven's Genesis Mountain.Those who are willing to follow him are excited, even if they face the possibility of God's punishment this time, they are not afraid.

He had a hunch that this time Naberiel left and would never return.

☆、Chapter 42

He left Zuma II in Angel City, followed Naberiel's footsteps resolutely, and flew towards Chuangjie Mountain.

The nineteen legions passed through the tunnel and arrived at the teleportation array at the foot of the Genesis Mountain. At this moment, the angels following Lucifer inevitably clashed with the army sent by God.

The scuffle began, and the sky was dark.Seeing the scope of the battle slowly expand, passing backwards like waves, he hid behind the main force of the legion, anxiously waiting for the development of the battle.

Soon after, God appeared in the clouds.In order to quell the angel's rebellion, God personally defeated Lucifer and destroyed the teleportation array.The rebel angels had nowhere to go, and under the leadership of the chief, they flocked to the top of the mountain.

In the chaos, he received an order from Naberiel that the main force of the nineteen legions should stay and make final mediation with the angel who was ordered to hunt down.Obviously he is not the main force, so when all the people around him rushed forward, he took advantage of the chaos to sneak into the main army that was broken up. He just wanted to find Naberiel and accompany him to the last moment of this war , and then saw him leave alive.

He dodged among thousands of troops, and he didn't realize that the energy flow of the rampage tore his skin. Soon, he found Naberiel in the melee army, and his opponent turned out to be Yavishir.

He looked at them helplessly, understanding what they were feeling but being unable to help.At this moment, he saw an angel appearing not far behind Naberiel, and the long sword in his hand turned to attack Naberiel. None of his companions could stop the fierce attack. Seeing him It is about to succeed.

He didn't know how he rushed over, facing the angel's sharp blade with light and blood, he didn't have a trace of fear.Behind him is the person he loves the most, he clenched his angel blade and greeted the long sword—although there was no hope of winning at all.

The sword edge pierced his body, and he firmly grasped the angel's skirt, preventing him from taking another step forward.The angel's position was disrupted, so he had to give up this sneak attack and get rid of his entanglement to deal with other enemies.

He turned his head and took a last look at Naberiel's back. The back became more and more blurred and far away in his sight. What separated them was not identity and status, but life and death.

At the end of his life, he had a clear epiphany that the greatest torture in the world was meeting Naberiel and falling in love with him.He saw that the blood was like a blooming coquettish flower, blooming more and more in his chest, as if it had its own life, he smiled slightly.He saw his love.

It takes root and sprouts in the hazy hope, blooms silently, and will wither silently.

He fell from the clouds and became one of the tens of thousands of dead and injured. He was inconspicuous, just like a raindrop falling on the ground, destined to be silent amidst the bursts of thunder.

The light on the wings disappeared, and he closed his eyes happily.

After an unknown amount of time, when he woke up again, he found that he hadn't died, but was in the angel's prison.

The guard angel found that he was awake, and left in a hurry. Not long after, Avishir actually came to his cell, "I've seen you, your name is Castile."

He nodded blankly.This was the first time he met Yavishir alone so formally. He carefully looked at his badge. After that battle, his position was promoted.

Avithil didn't care about his gaze, "During the battle, you used your body to block the sword for him. It's a blessing that you didn't die."

"It's an honor to shed blood for my lord."

Yavishir lowered his eyes, smiled and exposed his lie, "I have seen it all, not only because he is your officer, but also because you like him."

Just as he was about to deny it, he saw Avishir take out the purple crystal bracelet, and the ciphertext imposed on it had been deciphered.

"You read my memory?!" He was a little angry, it was his most precious and shy thing, and he felt uncomfortable thinking of being caressed by another hand like this.

"I'm sorry, my subordinates found you when they were clearing the battlefield, so they handed over the chain they found together to me." Sensing his dissatisfaction, Avisil still explained calmly, "This kind of chain can The things that store memories are all to be opened and looked at, unfortunately...the one who saw it was me."

"You're right. I like him. I've liked him since the first time I saw him." He faced Yavithir calmly. Yavishir has everything beyond his status and status, at least he has a heart that is willing to give up everything for love.

Thinking of this, he was no longer pessimistic, "Give me back the chain."

"No." Yavishir looked at the bracelet, "You are a prisoner now, and you will be judged soon."

"Judgment? Why didn't I die directly." He suddenly thought of Naberiel, and asked anxiously, "Tell me, what happened to Lord Naberiel? Was he injured? Or...he died in your body?" hand?"

"He...he defeated me, and then fell into the devil world..." Avithir's eyes were complicated, but he was too relieved when he heard the news at that time, and didn't think about the meaning behind it.

"The Demon Realm..." He held his head and said to himself longingly, "If possible, I would like to go to the Demon Realm with him. I am willing to go anywhere with him. Falling is no big deal... I am willing to do it for him. Fall."

Yavishir opened his mouth, but finally said nothing.

Yavishir left, and the bracelet was also taken away.

Every day, he and more than 100 other angels repented for what he had done in the prison church. He recalled the scenes of the battle and always felt that he had done nothing wrong. He had not given up his faith and had not hurt anyone. A companion, he just fell in love with someone who shouldn't be loved.

He spent day after day in the prison of angels, waiting tediously for the outcome of the trial.

One day, on the way back to the church, the Angel of Li, who was in charge of guarding the criminals, called him, "Castile, the trial is coming soon, as long as you repent sincerely, you can be purified and return to your original life." .”

He glanced at his gray wings and nodded absently.

Seeing his attitude, the kind-hearted Angel Li was very worried, "Don't be obsessed with it, what good is the Demon Realm? Now there is still war there, and it is in chaos. Think about how much pain you will suffer if you fall into the lake of fire, and what you once had Commander Naberel is dead, his legion has been dispersed, who can you go to in the Demon Realm?"

"What did you say?!" He suddenly became excited, "Naberiel is dead? I don't believe it!"

"He's dead." Li Angel said regretfully, "After the fall, the Demon Realm didn't find him, and no one saw him. He should be dead already."

"Impossible!" He panicked and burst into tears.

"That's right, Castiel, you can ask someone else." The angel of strength persuaded him patiently, "The situation in the demon world is changing rapidly, and now the heavens are paying close attention to it. Before the fall, there were only so many high-ranking angels and high-ranking people. You always know who lives and who dies."

"No..." He felt dizzy, all the strength in his body was pulled away by Li Angel's words, and tears flowed down unconsciously.

Li Angel patted him on the shoulder and comforted him, "Where there is war, there will be casualties."

"Yavithil knows?" He asked tearfully.

"Of course Lord Avishir knows." Li Angel frowned, and forgave him the mistake of not using the honorific title.

"Why didn't he tell me..."

The following days were extremely difficult. He felt that he had walked into a huge black hole, and the sky was covered with loneliness and sadness. He really wanted to see the memory in the beads, but there was nothing on his wrist.

The day of judgment finally arrived.He and other prisoners walked out of Angel Prison and headed to the trial hall not far away.

Snowflakes fell from the sky, and a cold and clear breath rushed over.After 100 years in Angel Prison, he almost forgot what it looked like outside. This prison is also in the northern part of the fifth heaven, and it is also snowing here.

He looked into the depths of the snow curtain, and seemed to see the picture of Naberiel and Yavishir embracing each other again. Although he still couldn't let go of it, it was nothing compared to losing Naberiel completely up.

Standing in the nave of the Judgment Hall, he heard the cherub announce that he was exiled.He will have his wings cut off, lose all his memory, and be reincarnated like a human until his soul is sublimated enough to return to heaven.

He accepted the sentence calmly, even with a smile on his face—it was better than being locked in the prison of angels forever.

When returning to the Prison of Angels again, Avishir came and said with a sigh, "I didn't expect such a sentence..."

"Why didn't you tell me he was dead?" he said sadly. "Can't I even know whether he is dead or alive?"

"What's the point of knowing?" Avishir said, "You should try to repent and live again."

"I can't do it, I just want to be with him." He asked Yavithir with difficulty, "Aren't you sad at all when he died? You are so suitable for each other."

Eyelashes trembling, Yavishir said slowly, "If I could love someone like you, I think everything will be different. But... I want too much, future, status, love for For me, it is not the most important thing. Do you think we are compatible? We are too similar. He also has his pursuit, and love is not the most important thing to him." After a pause, Yavishir continued Said, "If he is not dead, I would rather let him love you. With you and with your followers, he may be happier." Yavishir said, putting the crystal bracelet on his hand, "I think what you need most now is this..."

He held the bracelet in his palm reverently, tears slipped down the corner of his lips, soaking sixteen memories.

The first bead, Naberiel stood in front of the sanctuary, that was the first time they met.

In the second, Naberiel and he stood among the snowflakes for the first time.

In the third one, Naberiel and him are sitting on the grass, and Zuma is lying beside them.

The fourth...

The memory of the previous life flashed by in front of my eyes, and this life is about to come to an end like this...

Memories are disappearing little by little, and everything that belongs to the past will melt in the light.The last memory fragment stays on that night, when he put on the ring he picked up, blood spattered on the ring when he fell.He suddenly understood that it was not his blood that liberated Naberus, but his obsession with him deposited in his soul.

The soul will melt into this piece of eternal brilliance, and there is no sorrow or joy.Before he fell asleep peacefully, he glanced at his wrist, and saw that the bright red pattern was shining with dazzling light, and the contract engraved into his soul would still not perish.

Nabe... shall we meet again?

Nabe...I will love you forever, obsessed forever, forever and ever...