Persian Assassin: Dance of the Prisoners

Did you call me that?Does he remember everything about us?I was in a daze, not sure: "Flavitz?"

"Swear to me that you will never leave me again." He pressed against my neck and ordered, his breath penetrated into my veins like fire, burning my heart.

"I swear." I replied without hesitation.

Flaviz's breathing stopped, and the strength of his hands suddenly increased, turning me over.He held my heart with his moist and hot fingers, leaning on the back of my neck and sniffing deeply at my scent.I took the initiative to arch my back for him, and leaned softly into his arms, waiting for him to take me.

"I don't believe it." I was stunned for a moment, and I heard him smile very lightly, his arms were so tight that he wanted to rub me into the marrow, "You promised me a long time ago. But you broke your promise. "

"If I break my promise again, I will be willing to be bound by your shackles."

I grabbed his hand, lowered my head to kiss his palm, and traced every line of his palm with the tip of my tongue.The temperature of the flames spread from under his skin with tremors, I closed my eyes, and finally grasped his hand that had protruded from the fire many years ago in a trance, and was reborn with him from the ashes.

"This is what you said, don't blame me for fulfilling it in the future." Flaviz bit the tip of my ear, and his lips and tongue traveled along the back of my neck to every inch of my spine, which intensified the heat on my body.When he entered, I was sweating like a tide, soaking the cushion under my body, and my whole body was burning hot.

We were obsessed with each other like the first night, until the whole night the wind and rain subsided, but we were still greedy for each other's body and refused to separate, so we fell asleep together in the intercourse position.

What woke me up the next day was the sound of splashing water.

When I opened my eyes, the tent was filled with mist, without the slightest coldness of early spring.

Flaviz wiped his body with his back to me, his naked body like a sculpture.When he raised his arms, the water meandered down his tall and straight back, flowing through those ambiguous red marks.There is no doubt that it is my masterpiece.I couldn't help but stare at Flaviz, never seen his naked body so carefully.Thinking of the tenderness last night, the restlessness in the morning was suddenly ignited. I covered the bulge under the blanket, and there was a turbulent momentum in my nasal cavity.

"What are you looking at? You are silent?" Sensing my peeping, he turned around.The towel covered his lower abdomen, and his bangs covered his forehead, so I couldn't tell if the effect of the curse seemed to be fading.

"Come here, I want to see you," I said.

"You should have come here. You haven't cleaned your body yet, and my things are still in your body..." Flaviz narrowed his eyes, patted the edge of the bucket with his hand, but stared at my legs, "Water is hot."

His gaze seemed to penetrate the blanket, I shrank my legs, my back was sticky, and I was very uncomfortable.

"Are you coming here by yourself or am I carrying you here?"

"Wow—" A thin cry came from a certain corner, and the little guy huddled in the corner and probed his head.Seeing me looking at him, he disappeared in a flash.I got up reluctantly.As soon as I stood up, a thick stream of heat slid down my legs, making me feel ashamed.

Seeing me dawdling, Flaviz came over a few steps and hugged me into the bathtub, and soaked in himself.The barrel wasn't roomy enough for two men and I had to cling to him.From such a close distance, I suddenly saw that the red lines on Flaviz's forehead had indeed faded a lot, and his genitals had returned to their normal appearance.

Medusa's evil power had indeed waned on him.

Feeling relieved, I raised my hand to caress Flaviz's forehead, and the long-suppressed love surged out of my internal organs, making my fingertips tremble.

The corners of Flaviz's mouth raised, lifting my waist and hips, making me fall into his arms completely, helping me to wash my body.The tent is warm and harmonious, and the atmosphere is so warm that it is impossible to spoil it.I took a deep breath and approached his ear: "Flavitz, retreat. I'll go back to Rome with you."

The hand resting behind his back froze slightly.After a long while, he seemed to smile: "Even if I promise you, the King of Persia will not stop here. Lure me into the hinterland of Persia, and then turn the defense into an offense, isn't it in his favor?"

"You know, why did you still do what he wanted?" I was taken aback.

He raised his eyelids and met mine.In the mist, his deep eyes seemed to be liquid, allowing me to look into his depths, and in an instant, I knew the answer.

"You know how to play Chatrang chess." He squinted his eyes, his eyes were sparkling, and his voice was as gentle as wine, "If you don't give up your pawns and enter the opponent's chess formation, how can you beat the 'Queen'?"

My face couldn't help getting hot, and my lower body was a little ready to move, so I hurriedly gathered myself together: "It's still too late to withdraw the troops." I thought of last night, and felt a burst of grief in my heart, "The king's mood is very unstable, and he won't send troops so quickly. And, since It’s going deep into the hinterland, you haven’t gone deep enough. It’s only when you cross Mount Amad and reach Shushtar. He intends to imitate the achievements of the previous king in defeating Valerian, and the army is already waiting.”

"I'm glad you told me that." Flaviz kissed me lightly on the shoulder.

I was instantly annoyed.Even if I no longer serve the king, once I join the army, I will be an undead soldier for the rest of my life.Leaking such a military aircraft has violated the blood oath made before enlisting in the army, which is tantamount to a kind of betrayal.

"However, I have expected this a long time ago. Coincidentally, I also want to take this opportunity to kill Shapur, destroy the castle in Shushtar, and wash away the shame in Roman history." She hugged her tighter, "You... are my only concern."

A thought hit my mind like a lightning bolt, I stared at him, my heart tightened: "Then what about Hozmir? Why don't you ask what happened to your captured subjects?"

Flaviz was silent for a moment, his fingers skimmed the water: "I know he is dead. The King of Persia has my eyeliner by his side, and he will report any news to me in time. I guessed the result since I knew he was captured. Huo A person like Zmir looks gentle and humble, but he is exactly like you in his bones, he is indeed a father and son."

"You already knew that we were father and son?" I asked holding my breath, not wanting to imagine that he would hide it cruelly.

"No, I just had a feeling before. I thought you were a little alike. It was only last night that I found out that you were father and son. I was also surprised. Why, you don't believe me?"

He wiped the water from my face with a towel, frowning.

As soon as the strings in my heart were loosened, there was a hint of guilt, and I drooped my eyelids and didn't answer.Why should you doubt Flaviz?Knowing who he was, I couldn't help inferring from what I knew about Julyans.

"Do you suspect that I use Hozmir to drive a wedge between you and the King of Persia?"

he asked with some disappointment.

"No," I hurriedly argued, "it's just..."

The lips were blocked with tenderness and fierceness, and the slippery waist of the water squeezed my legs away like a big python, and my feet were caught by his hands and fished out of the bucket.Leaning against the slippery wall of the barrel, I suddenly lost my center of gravity and almost slid into the water.

"Wait...Flavitz!"

Before he finished speaking, his head was submerged in the warm water, so he could only instinctively suck in the air from his mouth, entangled with the tip of his tongue and chased after him.The water seemed to be getting hotter, and our limbs were quickly glued together.

Compared with last night, Flaviz's attack was extraordinarily violent, and the bucket of water was churning like a stormy sea. I had to cling hard to the wall of the bucket that was about to crack, so as not to be drowned in the water by him.The sweet pleasure surged to the point of collapse, fearing that the moaning would be too loud and be heard by the people and little guys outside the military tent, so I bit his collarbone tightly.

By the time he stopped soundly, there were already deep teeth marks on his neck.

Chapter 118 [CXVIII]

"When I defeat Shapur, I will make you the new King of Persia."

When I was exhausted, I suddenly heard Flaviz whispering in my ear, and I couldn't help being startled.His expression was very serious, as if he was taking an oath seriously.

"Do you know what you're talking about?" I suddenly woke up from the emotional tide, I pushed him away and asked back.

He stood up from the water, picked up his robe and put it on: "Hozmir was originally the crown prince appointed by Shapur I. It was his younger brother, your uncle, the current king of Persia who took away his inheritance right back then. Put him under house arrest. Therefore, Ah Lian, you are the one who is qualified to sit on the throne."

"But I'm not interested in the throne." I grabbed my clothes and put them on, stood up and stared at him, speaking bluntly. "Besides, whether you can defeat our king is not a certainty."

"Why do you sound like you are still loyal to Shapur? You know that he killed your father..." Flaviz narrowed his eyes, pinched my jaw with one hand, and the depths of his eyes seemed to be burning Ghost ghost, "It is said that just a few days ago, my eyeliner saw him enter your room in the middle of the night, shouldn't I go to talk to you by candlelight?"

"I don't know about this." I took a tight breath and turned my head to avoid his hand uncomfortably.

He clasped my waist, tilted his head and sniffed deeply at my neck, and asked softly, "Did you feel anything unusual? I was so worried that night, I almost led troops to kill Ctesiphon overnight."

My heart trembled, and I immediately reined in my unbridled mind.Flaviz is best at deceiving people's hearts, and at this moment, he is leading the topic in another direction.

"My uncle... is indeed not worthy of my allegiance, but he is a wise king. Under his rule, Persia prospered and prospered. I know your plan. You want to turn Persia into a province of Rome. After that, you need a justifiable The puppet rules Persia for you, just like the Armenian successor. And I am the most suitable candidate, am I not?" I grabbed his hand and asked coldly.

"Puppet?" Flaviz's lips tightened, his thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and he blinked in the flickering candlelight in the tent.The look made me feel like I had stabbed him, but the words were too much to take back.

I let go of his hand and took a step back, staring at the sparkling amethyst on his long and graceful finger: "Flavitz, I love you. But I can never kneel before you and kiss your ring .”

"But you've already done that." He touched my cheek with one hand, tracing my eyebrows and eyes, "You said you surrendered to me."

"That's just, I was in a hurry..." I paused and gritted my teeth, "Do you think I'm a lover or a captive? If it's the former, as a Persian, I refuse the gift you want to give. If it's the latter , then, take it as you please. After all, I threw myself into the trap, didn't I?"

There was a chuckle beside him, and Flaviz sat down on the Roman-style recliner next to him, poured two glasses of wine, handed them to me, and made a gesture of please.

I took it unceremoniously, and he lowered his head and spat out his cup: "Persia is a gift I want to offer you, not a shackle. I know you too well, how can you be so proud as a favored minister or someone else? A nameless identity always by my side? I just want you to rule Rome with me, standing side by side."

The red wine swayed in the ivory bottle, forming a beautiful iridescent circle in my hand.The rich fragrance hits my nostrils, just like his affectionate promise, which makes me all moved, and I can't bear to refute him for a while.

As soon as his waist tightened, he was pulled into his arms.The hand was held, the thumb tightened.I looked down and saw that it was his power ring. I was stunned there for a while, I didn't expect him to give me such an important thing.

"Flavitz!" I looked at him in bewilderment.

He touched my wine bottle, "I will order the craftsman to make another one the same."

As he spoke, he leaned over.Without paying attention, I poured a glass of wine on my body, dripping in from the opening of the spacious toga robe.Flaviz lowered his head and kissed with the wanton flow of wine. His soft lips and tongue were like poisonous snakes anesthetizing my flesh, and even the bone marrow turned into water, which made my whole body limp and my defense collapsed.

Seeing that a war was getting out of hand, there was a movement outside the account.It was like a large group of soldiers and horses approaching from far to near, with the sound of howling wolves.

I took a tight breath and had a bad feeling.Flaviz stood up, looked at me with complicated eyes, adjusted my clothes for me, and whispered: "Wait for me inside, don't run around."

After speaking, he went straight out.I came to the front of the curtain and opened a slit, and sure enough, I saw a group of wolves riding, with a dazzling figure standing at the head——Assassius.

I clenched my fists involuntarily, seeing Flaviz approaching in front of them surrounded by the crowd, Assassius half-knelt down as if about to kiss his ring routinely, his movements obviously froze.I sneered, twisted the ring in my hand, and was about to go out, but I heard a small whine coming from my feet.

Looking down, it was the little guy curled up at his feet, looking pitiful.

My chest suddenly softened, and I quickly bent down and hugged it into my arms.

In the evening, a bonfire dinner was held at Flaviz's camp.I hid in his tent and did not go out, but Flaviz, out of respect for my dignity, sent for me to attend.The smoke from the three-legged incense burner fluttered by my feet. I hugged the little guy and curled up on the recliner, like an old man who has seen all the prosperity.

My eyes fell into the smoke, and I unexpectedly thought of my real father and the meeting with him in Rome.Although the intersection is only a few, I can really feel his concern.I finally know who my father is, and why he left me and my mother, and my heart knots for many years are over.

Should I hate my uncle?

It is indeed somewhat disgusting.But I don't want to fight with him, and I don't want to succeed him in Persia.Of course, all this is not a fixed situation, maybe my worries are unnecessary.I raised my hand to look at the ring on my thumb.In the firelight, the gemstone dances with a seductive and mysterious gleam, like the eyes of Flaviz.

Stand shoulder to shoulder...

Feeling paralyzed for a moment, I blocked my eyes with the back of my hand and leaned back on the back of the chair.

The little guy seemed to have noticed my thoughts, climbed up my neck, and rubbed my cheek lightly.

I patted his soft back, and when I heard a bird song sounding from an unknown direction, my heart skipped a beat.

Three short and one long.That was a secret code, commonly used by the Ghost Legion.

Who came here?

I walked out of the military tent lightly, looking for the source of the voice.In the dense forest not far away, there was a flash of light, which was clearly a signal.In an instant, I was sure who it was.

After touching the tent, I sneaked into the shadows of the trees and walked cautiously towards the signal. The shadow in front of me flickered, and a familiar face appeared in front of me.

Ishkad looked at me from a few steps away: "What happened, Arthion? Why did you defect to Rome? I heard the news about you, and I really don't believe it."

"what news?"

"It was rumored in the palace that you were collaborating with the enemy and treasoning the country, intending to usurp the throne, and attempted to assassinate the king."

"It's chilling." My heart sank, and I sneered, "I've been through life and death for so many years, I didn't expect to be charged with this crime."

"There is no charge, it's just rumors. The king's attitude is very tolerant, and he only said that if you are willing to turn back, he is willing to give you another chance."

"So are you coming by yourself, or in the name of the king, Ishkad?" I stared at the dagger he was about to see, and took a step back. Ishkad is a man of duty, and if he really believes The king will not endanger my life, maybe tie me back.

But he stood there without moving, his tall and straight figure like a rock, silent for a moment: "Both. I want to ask you in person, why did you escape to the Roman camp? Moreover, you also escaped from the Roman emperor's military tent. He is the enemy of Persia! But you have been entangled with him time and time again since a year ago. I want to know the reason for all this. Explain it to me."

Ishkad's questioning seemed to add insult to injury.I was already in the severe cold of March, and now it was more like falling into an ice cellar.We used to be brothers and comrades-in-arms who lived and died together. Now he is standing a few steps away, but it seems thousands of miles away.

I took a breath, smiled, and admitted frankly for the first time without scruples: "There is no explanation. Flaviz is my lover, a long time ago. If this qualifies as collaborating with the enemy and treason, then I am indeed guilty of a heinous crime. You want to know the reason for my flight? Ask the man who sits on the throne, if you believe him."

After I finished speaking, I turned around and walked back. There was a sound behind me, and my hand was grabbed.Strong arms wrapped around me: "I believe in you, my brother. Love is never a sin. I know you must have suffered a lot."

My body shook involuntarily.It seemed that a trace of live blood would finally flow out of the sore deep in my heart, and the pain paralyzed by Flaviz invaded my lungs, which caught me off guard.

In an instant, I suddenly knew that it was not that I was not sad, but that I was too sad.Flaviz is the most effective tranquilizer when I can't bear it. Facing him, I don't feel the pain, but it festers a little bit in the bottom of my heart.

"Brother..." I grabbed his arm subconsciously, and pressed my forehead against the back of his hand, "Go back, I hope we don't meet each other on the battlefield. May I ask you one thing?"

"what?"

"Remember the turban I left with you? It's my mother's relic. Please, find a way to put it in Holzmir's coffin."

"Hozmir's coffin?" he asked in amazement.

"Well. He is my real father." I turned around and held Ishkad's hand. "I know you're shocked, but it's true."

"It's unbelievable..." He shook his head, the suspicion flickering in his black eyes, "But it is said that Hozmir didn't die, but was imprisoned by the king in the light tower, and people sent things up every day. At first, I thought the figure on it was you, but I found out later that it was an attendant in the palace."

"Impossible, I saw him with my own eyes..."

Had he just passed out then?

I thought about it, and recalled the touch of holding him up, his slack eyes and the blood at the corners of his mouth, and I was shocked and uncertain.Because I have been walking between life and death, my judgment on whether a living person is dead is particularly accurate, and I even have the experience of checking corpses one by one to prevent the enemy from counterattacking.

My father must have really died.But Ishkad will never lie to me, what's going on?

"Ah... look who this is?"

Suddenly, a sharp voice sounded from the dark place behind Ishkad, and I was terrified, but before it was too late, I felt a tingling pain in my body, and my whole body became stiff instantly.Looking at Ishkad's eyes wide open, his body shook, but he couldn't move.

We have been hit by the hidden weapon of paralyzing our bodies in this almost embracing posture.

As long as I could move my eyes, I saw Assassius come out from the woods, holding a whip in his hand, staring at me and smiling cruelly: "Come on, bring this pair of Persian spies who are dating to your majesty's house." go there."

Chapter 119 [CXIX]

Hearing this, the blood in my whole body seemed to freeze in an instant, and I wished I could tear Assassin into pieces.

I stared at him, but I could only watch as Ishkad and I were lifted onto a shelf.Under the watchful eyes of everyone, our clothes were stripped off one by one, and we maintained such ambiguous postures, as if we were caught in bed.

Ishkad's forehead was full of veins, and I almost vomited blood with anger.I can't imagine how Flaviz will react when he sees us, will he believe me, probably it's hard to believe.

I closed my eyes and felt the shelf being lifted up towards the bonfire dinner.The surroundings gradually became noisy, and there were bantering and cursing in Latin one after another. Someone approached us and looked at us, smacking their tongues in amazement.The blazing flames seemed to burn my body, my whole body was burning, and I was extremely ashamed.

The footsteps of some kind of big cat slowly approached, and the surroundings instantly became silent.

Even with my eyes closed, I felt the same low depression as before the rainstorm.

"The wolf soldiers on patrol found them. Your Majesty, I think they are planning to cooperate with others. This prisoner is obviously pretending to surrender. Why do you keep his life?" Assassin's voice was like a knife sawing on my eardrums.

I opened my eyes angrily, my lips trembled, but I couldn't make a sound.Flaviz was looking down at me with dim eyes, as if a storm was brewing, but he took off his shawl robe and covered my body.This action immediately caused an uproar, and I could tell that there were voices of surprise and disdain.

"Bring the antidote, Assassius." He tilted his head, stretched out a hand, and ordered coldly.

At this moment, the expression of gloating on the face of the instigator was frozen.

"Your Majesty?" Assassius asked hesitantly, as if he thought he heard it wrong.

"Do I need to repeat it again?" Flaviz smiled, his tone chilling.

The surroundings became quiet again, and everyone stared at their king as if they were watching a show, while others watched me.

Assassius reluctantly handed over a bottle under his gaze, and gave me a vicious look.I couldn't help suspecting that it contained poison.

"Eat one by yourself, then kneel down and present it to him."

I froze on the spot.Flaviz held the scepter in one hand, resting it on Assassin's shoulder, said lightly and unquestionably.This seemed to be just a joke, but his face was covered with a thin layer of frost, and his eyes were bottomlessly dark.Assassius was as tall as him, but the scepter on his shoulder was like a blade, shortening him a bit.

He froze for a moment, with a dark complexion, hesitantly knelt down: "Yes. The Supreme Augustus, His Majesty the Emperor."

Cursing in his mouth, he swallowed a pill as he said, and moved to me.Flaviz picked up the bottle slowly and held it between his lips, ignoring everyone's gaze, and swallowed it mouth to mouth.

Indescribably moved and accompanied by an extremely bad premonition filled his heart, Arshak's prophecy suddenly echoed in his ears.I quickly glanced at Assassius, his face was sullen, like a poisonous scorpion ready to go.

My muscles and bones quickly became active, and I picked up the bottle subconsciously, but I knew that Ishkad must not be fed immediately at this time, otherwise it would definitely anger Flaviz even more and kill him.

The moment I sat up, Assassius also stood up.He stared straight at the ring on my finger, his face pale.

Flaviz turned around, moved his hands on his waist, and raised his arms.A cold light flashed across Assassius' face in this flash of lightning, and warm blood splashed all over my body.A scream that didn't resemble a human voice cut through the suffocating silence. Assassius covered his face, stumbled back a few steps, knelt on the ground and sobbed like a beast.

Blood was continuously overflowing from between his fingers, and it was obvious that his face must have been seriously injured without looking at it.

I looked at him coldly, but not as happy as I expected.I'd rather do it privately than Flaviets avenge me.Isn't Flaviz worried that the army's morale will collapse like this when he seriously injured his important general in public?

"Remember this punishment, Assassin. From now on, you will understand that any decision you make must be ordered by me. This man is a Persian fugitive I personally rescued, and he is the most important bargaining chip in my conquest of Persia. You have vital information, and you are willing to be my bait. You have just lured the snake out of the hole, and the plan has been completely disrupted by you. Now, only one Persian spy has been caught, and the Persian king will definitely move on hearing the news. You said, shouldn’t I punish you? ?”

Flaviz wiped off the blood on the dagger, retracted the scabbard, and the movement was graceful and smooth.

I was dumbfounded, his rhetoric was almost invulnerable in front of his subordinates.He also saw him take a few steps forward, bent down, and helped Assassius up, as if nothing had happened just now.

Assassius raised his head tremblingly, a deep scar ran through his forehead and cheekbones, his right eye was bloody and bloody, he must be blind, his jaw almost burst: "Your Majesty is wise."

"If you dare to touch his finger again, Assassius, all the military exploits you have done for me will not save your life." The moment Flaviz helped him up, I clearly heard him speak in a kind of A low volume that only the few of us could hear warned, "I will... skin you myself."

Assassius covered his eyes, shivered, and glanced at me with his remaining eye.At that moment, I was sure that he would never let it go.Keeping this person must be a disaster.

"As for this person, I will leave it to you to deal with." Flaviz raised his voice, raised the corners of his eyes, and glanced back at Ishkad.

My throat suddenly tightened, and the situation was not good.Ishkad fell into the hands of Assassis, how could there be any way out?It will definitely become a target for him to vent his anger, and tomorrow he will become a skinless corpse!

Taking advantage of the movement of coming down from the shelf, I covered Ishkad's face with my robe, and quickly stuffed a pill into his mouth.As long as he regains his strength, ordinary ropes won't be able to bind him at all.

The bonfire dinner quickly fell apart, and someone spat at me as hordes of Roman soldiers passed me. "Persian child molestation!" Someone scolded in such a low voice, and Flaviz looked towards the team, but no one dared to say anything, just walked silently with his head down.

I froze there, helpless.

Flaviz turned around suddenly and dragged me into the military tent, pushed me onto the couch, and tore off my clothes without saying a word.During the struggle, my arm pressed against a soft object on the bed, and I heard a thin scream.It turned out that the little guy was sleeping next to him, but now he was awakened, poking his head out and looking up at us with tears in his eyes.

I was startled, and hurriedly pushed Flaviz away, but he pressed me tightly under him without paying attention, his arms locked my body firmly, and he lowered his head and bit my neck, bleeding out .

The little guy stayed there in shock, then jumped up and slid between us, as if trying to protect me.

Unbearable, Flaviz took him out, threw his tail on the pillow, and shouted impatiently: "Go away!"

Seeing the little guy shrinking into the quilt trembling with aggrievedness, I turned over angrily, shoved him hard, and growled: "What are you doing? He's still a shapeless baby!"

"Ah Thien, aren't you going to explain to me?" He narrowed his eyes, bent down, squeezed my legs apart, put one hand on the side of my head, and forced me to lean against the wall, "Okay, Just let our children watch how I punish you."

As he spoke, he lowered his head to my neck, and the little guy poked his head out from under the quilt again, staring at us pitifully.

Embarrassed and annoyed, I put my elbow on Flaviz's chest: "It's the king! The king sent Ishkad to persuade me to go back."

"what do you say?"

"I refused."

"Then why are you hugging each other?"

"Between brothers, isn't it normal to give a hug when saying goodbye?"

"What about the clothes?"

"The clothes were picked by Assassins! Don't you believe me?"

I answered point by point.Flaviz looked into my eyes, the frost on his face gradually melted, and his expression finally softened: "It's not that I don't believe it, I'm too afraid to lose you again."

The bones are crispy all of a sudden.I gritted my teeth and softened my tone: "Then you let Ishkad go."

The warmth in the air seemed to suddenly drop to freezing point.

"Ah Thien, this is the second time you begged me for him." The breath in the ear was like the cold winter wind, "No, maybe it's the third or fourth time, you should be glad that I haven't remembered all the past thing."

The little guy curled up in fright at Flaviz's tone, and crawled behind me.I stretched out my hand to cover it in my palm, and took a deep breath: "He is my brother."

"I didn't know Holzmir had another son."

"He and his family are kind to me! When I was helpless in Persia, his father adopted me and kept me safe. Ishkad protected my life and always treated me like a relative. younger brother."

"How many years ago was that?

"Eight years." I told the truth.

"I'm so jealous of him."

"Huh?" I froze for a moment.

Flaviz's lips brushed against the wound he had bitten on his neck, and his voice was a little dull: "I'm jealous that he has been with you for so long. Eight years, watching your changes, being with you day and night, I really want to have Such an opportunity."

I can't help being a little amused.At this time Flaviz looked like a child with a temper, and his subjects probably never imagined that he had such a side.

"We still have a long time." As soon as I finished speaking, I felt a little guilty.really?How long can I stay with Flaviz?I approached his ear and whispered coaxingly: "But my life from now on belongs to you, Flaviz."

"Stop him!"

There was a shout outside, followed by the sound of soldiers and horses. I knew that Ishkad must have escaped, but whether he could escape smoothly was not certain.

"Flavitz." I looked at him requestingly.

"Then what do you give in exchange?" He lazily stood up.

"I promise you, I will stand shoulder to shoulder with you, always by your side." I looked at the ring on my hand, and finished this sentence with difficulty, each word seemed to be worth a thousand gold.Saying these words seemed to break through a certain solid shackles, and my heavy heart suddenly relaxed a lot.

"Forever?"

"forever."

"I finally waited."

Flaviz smiled, knelt down half-kneeled, and kissed my ring.When I was dumbfounded, Flaviz walked out of the tent and gave a drink, and the chaotic chasing sound stopped after a while.

I looked through the gap in the tent and saw the figure of a horse and a man rushing into the night, as if it also took away the days and nights of my life as a warrior in the training ground and as the commander of the ghost army, and subconsciously said goodbye in my heart.

Farewell, Ishkad.Farewell, fellow Ghost Legion.

Goodbye, Persia.

***

The next night some wind came from Ctesiphon.Flaviz watched the wind and moved towards the foot of Mount Ahmad, the outskirts of Shushtar.

In the evening, the setting sun was like blood, and Flaviz's battle robe floated in the wind like sunset clouds, showing the king's demeanor.I followed him, in Roman uniform.I am glad that this helmet can just cover my face, so that when I fight against the Persian army on the battlefield, no one will scold me for treason on the spot.

However, if someone scolds like that, I will never kill him.In a sense, I did submit to Rome, because I surrendered to Flaviz.

Not only because of Ishkad, but also out of selfishness --- I hope that in my lifetime, I will dedicate my life to my lover.The only existence in this world that is always connected with my soul.

Also, our descendants.

Thinking of this, my eyes fell on Flaviz's fluttering battle robe, a pair of small webbed claws were exposed from his back waist, tightly clinging to his belt.

I find it a really weird thing that the little guy is more attached to his "mother".Flaviets was not gentle with him.

In order to reach out and touch his little head, I speeded up, walked to Flaviz's side, and stretched out my hand to touch his shirt.

"What are you doing?" Flaviz held down the belt, and also restrained my hand by the way, "You want to snatch him away?"

"I'm worried that if you ride faster, he will be knocked off the horse." I warned in a low voice, "It's better to maintain your dignity, Your Majesty the Emperor!"

"Don't worry about it, my queen." He twitched the corner of his mouth and patted his lower back.

"You!" I was furious, stretched out my hand to grab it, and caught nothing.

The little guy slid into Flaviz's chest, showing his triangular head and blinking his eyes.

This appearance really formed a great contrast with Flaviz's attire, no less than Hercules holding Cupid.I glanced at the majestic centurions behind me. If they knew what was hidden in the emperor's armor, they might fall off their horses in shock.

Among the crowd, I inadvertently met a pair of cold eyes, and my heart skipped a beat.

I have a hunch that if Assassius is allowed to go to battle with us, he will definitely take advantage of the chaos and do something.Tonight must be his death day.

Chapter 120 [CXX]

After nightfall, I set up camp at the foot of the mountain. I pretended to be tired and got into Frau early.