Lost in blood

"What's wrong?" Sia noticed his strangeness.

"...It's okay." Nass returned the wine to him, "Change it to a glass of whiskey."

"Why?" West Asia was puzzled, "You clearly said it was delicious."

"It tastes good, but no one wants hopeless love." Nass frowned, "I hate losing hope."

The atmosphere was a little depressing, Xia didn't speak any more, turned around and took out a bottle of rum from the wine cabinet, and took some ice cubes into the glass.

"What?" Nass asked.

"Hope." Xia uncorked the bottle and slowly poured the wine into the shaker, "It's not on the wine list, only you can drink it."

White rum with pineapple juice, combined with a few drops of triple sec, creates the purest sea blue.

"It's called hope?" Nass asked.

"Yes." West Asia said in a low voice, "I know that the sea of ​​Atlantis will always be your hope."

As if hearing thunder, Nas's expression changed suddenly, and he habitually touched the dagger with his right hand, but saw that West Asia had already rushed towards him.

This was followed by several gunshots.

The air was suddenly filled with the smell of gunpowder, and people ran out screaming. Xia sat up with support, and her left shoulder was already stained with blood.

"Who are you?" Nass supported him.

"In short, it's not those who want to kill you." Cold sweat broke out on Xia's forehead.

"You hide in the cabinet, I'll lure them away." Time was running out, and Nass had no time to doubt, "Their target is me, and you will not be in danger."

"Don't leave me!" Xia hugged him tightly, her eyes blushing uncontrollably, "Please, don't go."

The door of the bar was kicked open, and the sound of footsteps was getting closer.Nas protected Sia and made a silent gesture to him.

"My lord general, how long do you want to hide?" The voice from the front desk was extremely sharp, like some kind of weird bird.

Xi Ya spread out her right hand, and there was a gemstone in the palm of her hand emitting a dark light.

Nas was puzzled and asked him with his eyes.

Sia smiled and pressed a cold kiss on his lips.

Then Nass was surprised to find that his eyes were turning red like blood little by little.

Horrible sounds came from outside the house, as if countless wings were flapping the roof, dust fell down, and even the ground began to tremble.

The moment the bar collapsed, Xia hugged Nass and jumped out of the window.

In other words, it flew out.

The crowd fled and screamed, black bats covered the sky and rolled into a huge ball on the ground.

Half a minute later, a shriveled corpse was thrown in front of the two of them.

"Feller?" Even though the facial features of the mummy were distorted, Nass still recognized him.He is his former mercenary comrade-in-arms and the personal killer of the chairman of the parliament.

"It's the person who wanted to kill you just now." West Asia said lightly.

"Who are you?" Nass asked in a deep voice.

"Sia Adrian Leoncourt." Sia chuckled, her fangs gorgeous and treacherous, "He is the blood prince and your lover."

The progress of the matter was too dramatic, and Nass was a little confused.

"I'll tell you everything, but not now." Sia wrapped his arms around his waist and teleported into the air, "Honey, let's go home!"

Although Nass had experienced many things in the past years, it was the first time he flew over a city full of tall buildings.The winding road below is full of traffic. In the reinforced concrete jungle, human beings are as small as ants. It seems that everything has become a phantom.There was a gust of wind in my ears, and the sky was full of sunsets in front of my eyes. Turning my head to look around, it was Xi Ya's delicate profile.

"Are you afraid?" Sia asked.

"Very familiar." Nass closed his eyes, and the blurry fragment reappeared in his mind.

Castles, withered vines, roses, sunsets.

The spinning wheel of fortune, the static divination crystal, the black bats, the blood-red waterfall, the black-winged demon and the white-haired wizard all exist in the depths of memory, as if within reach.

"Of course you will be familiar with it." In my ears, West Asia's voice was blown away by the wind, and it seemed to come from a thousand years ago. "Because in the past, you often flew me over the land of death."

"Land of death?" A sea of ​​lava flashed in Nas's mind.

"Nas." Xia took him to the Red Sea, passing through layers of hell red lotus, "I love you."

I love you, just as I did thousands of years ago, never diminished.

Even more.

I don't know how long it took before his feet finally touched the ground. Looking at the strange scene in front of him, Nass was a little shocked.

Everywhere is weird, but everywhere is gorgeous.

The black castle stood quietly in the mist, the walls were covered with gray vines, red roses bloomed like blood, and the withered trees twisted into strange postures. A few vultures stood on the top of the trees, watching the two people vigilantly.

In the open space, there was a huge inverted cross, which was so mottled that it was almost covered with moss.

The gate of the castle opened slowly, and the white-haired butler stood at the door holding a candlestick, with his right hand on his chest, bowing politely, "My dear master, welcome home."

"Your master has forgotten the past." Xi Ya chuckled, "But it doesn't matter, I will remind him."

"Me?" Nass wondered.

"He is your steward, and this is our castle." Ciara took his hand, "The northern continent is called Night City, and you are the ruler there."

Nass' mind was in chaos.

"Come on, go in first." Xia tiptoed and kissed his lips, "I will tell you everything."

Through the dark and winding corridor, at the end is a huge living room, black crystal chandeliers emit dim light, illuminating every corner.

"Would you like a drink?" Sia took out two glasses of red wine out of thin air, "It's from Beale Manor, your favorite vintage."

"I'd rather listen to stories than drink." Nass took the glass and put it gently on the table, "I don't think I've ever lost my memory, so I actually doubt that you may have found the wrong person?"

"You have half a blood spar in your body, I can sense it." Xia wrapped his arms around his waist, "Also, you don't have amnesia, it's death."

"I don't quite understand." Nass frowned.

"The story is very long." Xi Ya obviously didn't plan to finish it in one breath, at least for now, he wanted to relive the memories of thousands of years ago, "Hug me, okay?"

"..." Nass put his arms around him and sighed in his heart.

The story didn't even finish the beginning, so why did it go on strike.

The temperature of the embrace was very familiar, and the memories of the past flooded back in an instant. Xi Ya curled up in his arms, her body trembling slightly.

"Why are you crying?" Nass patted his back feeling the wetness on his chest.

"I'm sorry, honey, I'm sorry." Sia's throat was hoarse.

"...Before you explain the reason, I don't know how to comfort you." Nass didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Xi Ya gave an "um" and continued to lie in his arms, unable to get up.

The room was very quiet, and the rose pendulum swayed gently, making a small rustling sound.

"I haven't slept well for hundreds of years." Nestled in the arms of her lover, thinking of the previous years, Xia suddenly felt aggrieved.

"Then have a good rest." Nass' voice was very gentle, "Where is the bedroom?"

West Asia cuddled in his arms like a kitten, trying to find the most comfortable position, then lazily pointed to a corridor.

Nas hugged him and strode over.

The bedroom was empty, except for a large coffin in the center, decorated with roses carved from rubies. There was a faint floral fragrance in the air, which was utterly eerie, but also had an unexplainable strange romance.

"You stay with me." Xi Ya grabbed his skirt, a little willful.

"I didn't sell my soul to the devil." Nass raised his eyebrows.

Before the words fell, the person had already been dragged into the sarcophagus by West Asia.

"You don't need to sell your soul." Xia curled into his arms, "You are the devil."

Nass smiled and did not argue again.I have accumulated too many questions, but I am not in a hurry. When I encounter them, I have to face them. Besides, judging from the current situation, it is not too bad.

"Good night kiss." Xi Ya raised her head, her beautifully shaped lips pursed slightly.

Nass hesitated for a moment, and placed a light kiss on his forehead.

Sia felt a little sad, pushed him away and turned to the other side.

Nass sighed, "I have no memory of your so-called past." So sorry, I can't give you much response.

"Forgetting is great?" Xi Ya's eyes were red, she sat up and looked at him fiercely, "Even if I forget the whole world, I will not forget you!"

Nas didn't know how to respond, so he looked at him helplessly.

Tears fell, Xia was like a wounded little animal, although the sobbing sound was inaudible, Nas felt distressed for no reason.

The body reacted before the brain, and stretched out his hand to pull the slender body. Nas lowered his head and kissed those soft rose-like lips.

Sia opened her eyes wide, tears still hanging from her lashes.

"Don't cry." After a shallow kiss, Nass wiped away his tears.

"You remember?" Xia couldn't believe it, her heart was beating wildly.

"No." Nass shook his head, "But seeing you cry, my heart hurts, like being cut with a knife." That's why I want to kiss you before reason.

Xi Ya's nose was still red, but the corners of her mouth were curled up, "You have said this sentence for hundreds of years."

"I'm really curious about the past." Nass pulled him into his arms and lay back in the coffin again, "So take a good rest, and tell me all about it after you wake up."

Xi Ya obediently closed her eyes, and her heart, which had been tired for thousands of years, suddenly found a home, only to realize instantly that she hadn't relaxed properly for too long.Falling from waking to dreamland seems to be just a moment.

But Nas didn't feel sleepy at all. The blood race has always been proud and fragile. How close does it have to be to be so unguarded in his arms?Thinking of this, the former iron-blooded captain realized for the first time in his life that there was a corner in his heart that began to become very soft.

Even when he was asleep, the people around him were incredibly beautiful, their eyelashes drooping slightly, casting tiny shadows on their faces.The color of the lips is very light, but they are familiar for no reason. It seems that they have been kissed thousands of times, and they even remember the sweetness of the roses that melted when the lips and teeth were entangled.

Nass thought very seriously, perhaps thousands of years ago, maybe he was really with him.