Lord of the Continent [Western Fantasy]

After returning from the Eternal Forest, Xixiumi's exhaustion did not decrease but increased. The power of Itnog's sacrifice was always surging in his soul, which made his emotions unable to calm down. Sometimes he was excited, sometimes melancholy, and he couldn't tell upset.

After Hersius knew about it, he suggested that he take a good rest for a few days, temporarily put aside the trivial daily chores, and didn't even need to open the Dream Palace.

It’s okay to say that Xixiumi is only worried about the black cat Alex, who stays there for several days and is left unattended. Will he not starve to death or die of thirst?

It's not going to be a cat, is it?

"Don't worry, my lord." Hersius explained: "The time in the dream hall is not absolute. The speed of passage is entirely up to you. If we don't go, the time there will pass very quickly compared to reality. Slow down, Alex will definitely not starve to death."

Hearing this, Xixiumi was relieved, and simply imitated the God of Life, and indulged himself a bit, sleeping in the bedroom all day long, and having meals, the angel brought the food to the bedside, taking care of it meticulously. Loved so much.

A few days later in the morning, Xixiumi woke up from the bed, only to feel refreshed, all fatigue was swept away, and he was in a happy mood.

He jumped onto the ground with bare feet and opened the curtains. The winter sun was warm and bright, and the scenery outside the floor-to-ceiling windows was wonderful. The turf in the manor was now beautifully golden, like an endless wheat field. Those evergreens are still alive and well.

All the plants stand firmly in the cold wind, waiting for the coming of spring.

The cycle of four seasons has its own beauty. Although winter is the season when everything withers, it brings people hope and faith in new life.

There is no winter that will not pass, and there is no spring that will not come, Xixiumi sighed in his heart.

He stretched his long waist comfortably, enjoying the short winter sun, only to realize after a while, why didn't the angel appear?

Every time he wakes up, this guy stands by the bed, says good morning, puts his shoes on and changes his clothes.

What's going on today?

Xi Xiumi pondered for a moment, quickly got dressed, hurried downstairs, asked a few maids and guards, and everyone said they didn't see Butler Hughes.

Finally, a knight said that he had been patrolling the manor last night and saw Butler Hughes return to his residence, and he did not come out until early morning.

"My lord, do you need me to call him for you?" the knight asked.

"No need." Xixiumi said, "I'll go find him myself, you go your separate ways."

Everyone dispersed as promised, and Xixiumi came to the building where Hersius lived alone, climbed up to the third floor, and soon came to the door of his room.

After knocking on the door lightly, no one answered inside. Xi Xiumi leaned against the door and listened for a while, but the room was very quiet, and there was no sound.

Xi Xiumi: "??"

Did the angel go out?

Xi Humeton felt strange, Hersius had always been inseparable from him, so he shouldn't have left the manor without saying hello?

After thinking for a while, Xixiumi tried to push the door, and with a soft sound, the door slowly opened.

There is no lock?

The young man frowned slightly, walked in slowly, and was shocked by what he saw in the next moment.

Hersius was kneeling by the bed at this time, with his hands propped on the ground, blood dripping from his hands, his huge wings were fully spread, drooping weakly, and his overall condition looked very poor.

"Angel..." Xi Xiumi was startled, and asked in a low voice, "You...what's the matter?"

Hersius slowly raised his head and looked at the young man. His eyes were blood red, his pupils disappeared, and his eyes were empty. He was immersed in the illusion of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, unable to break free.

In a daze, Hersius saw a black-haired boy walking towards him on a sea of ​​blood. The face of the boy was exactly the sweetheart he had been thinking about day and night.

"Xi Xiumi...?" He murmured, "Why are you here?"

Xixiumi finally realized that something was wrong, and immediately walked over a few steps, knelt down opposite Hersius, took his hand, and asked worriedly: "Hersius, what's wrong with you?"

"What's wrong with me?" Hersius' consciousness was blurred, he stared at Xixiumi in a daze, and said in a low voice, "Xixiumi...I, I feel a little uncomfortable."

Hearing this, Xi Xiumi's mood began to fluctuate, and he felt a dull throbbing pain in his chest, which was indescribably sad.

In his impression, Hersius has always been strong and proud, omnipotent, which brings him a full sense of security. He has never seen such a fragile side of an angel, like a wounded child, longing for love.

He immediately hugged the angel in his arms, gently stroked his wings, and said sadly: "Angel, what's wrong with you? Are you sick?"

The warm and soft hands kept stroking the sensitive wings, causing Hersius to escape from the illusion in an instant. He finally regained his sanity, hugged the boy with his back, and whispered: "Xi Xiumi, why did you come here? ?”

They knelt face to face, subconsciously unwilling to let go of each other, Xixiumi didn't speak, just hugged the angel quietly like this, buried his head on his strong shoulder, and felt a strange feeling in his heart again.

That feeling also appeared during the fusion of Itnog's divine power. Xixiumi only knew that it was related to angels, but he was still unable to touch the truth.

After a long time, Hersius took the initiative to release Sishoumi, pulled him up from the ground, sat on the bed, and said, "My lord, are you awake? Forgive me for not getting you up in time, I will go and see How was the breakfast prepared?"

"Those are not important, Angel." Xi Xiumi shook his head and asked again: "Tell me, what happened just now? Are you uncomfortable somewhere?"

"It's nothing serious." Hersius pretended to be relaxed and said with a smile, "It's just a small problem with my body, and I will fix it. Don't worry, my lord."

"Hersius, don't lie to me." Xi Xiumi frowned and said, "This doesn't seem like a small problem, tell me the truth."

"Okay, my lord." Hersius said helplessly, "It's just that I haven't experienced a bloody killing for a long time, and I feel a little unwell."

Xi Xiumi: "A bloody killing?"

Seeing Sishoumi's bewildered expression, Hersius hesitated for a moment, whether he should explain it clearly to him. After all, this is not something glorious, and it was also a scene that Sishoumi didn't like to see when he was still an ancient god. .

As the only original angel in the universe and also a fallen angel, Hersius has been living in constant conquest and killing since his birth. The abyss and hell are his battlefields, killing demons and gods countless times.

These pasts gave him a bloodthirsty physique. If he hasn't experienced a real battle for a long time, he will have hallucinations and even become unconscious.

However, ever since he discovered that the ancient god had left the Sea of ​​Stars, he embarked on a long journey to find him. After many twists and turns, he was finally guided by the mist to find him in the West Fantasy Continent, and then became a steward, accompanying him to this day.

Now he is neither relieved nor willing to leave Xixiumi, so he has no choice but to restrain his bloodthirsty desire and endure it.

Originally, in the half-orc country, he had the opportunity to kill the gods, kill Pistum who invaded Xixiumi, even if he killed the witch Ursula in the eternal forest, it would relieve the restlessness in his body, but by chance By coincidence, nothing should be done.

The long-term depression was difficult to release, accumulated and accumulated, and finally broke out completely this morning.

In order to alleviate his physical discomfort, he had to rely on the blood of the devil to suppress it, but he still fell into hallucinations. If Xixiu Mi hadn't awakened him in time, he really didn't know what serious consequences would have occurred.

After hesitating over and over again, Hersius still told Sihumi the reason, and he was worried that he would be bored, but Sihumi didn't care at all. In his heart, nothing is more important than angels.

"Or," Xixiumi thought for a while, and said, "Go to hell or the abyss, and have a good fight. How can you keep holding back like this?"

"My lord," Hersius couldn't laugh or cry, "it's not like taking you to the orc territory and the eternal forest. If I go there, it may take half a year to come back. How can I leave you alone?"

"It's been so long?"

Xi Xiumi was at a loss. He didn't expect that it was just a fight, and angels were omnipotent, but they couldn't go back quickly. The abyss and hell were so terrible? !

Of course, he didn't want to leave Hersius for too long. Even though they had only been together for a few months, he was already used to the company of angels, and even said that he was a little dependent on angels. He always had the illusion that they had known each other for many years and understood each other. .

Seeing Xi Xiumi's little hesitant eyes, Hersius smiled and said softly: "Don't worry, my lord, I promised you that I will never leave you."

"Is there no other way?" Xi Xiumi asked unwillingly.

Hersius said: "Actually, there is another way to solve it, which is to go to the Palace of Desire, but you have said before that you don't want to go, my lord, so I dare not mention it again."

Xixiumi blushed suddenly when he thought of what Hersius said before, and asked, "Is it really possible to solve it by going there?"

"The owner of the Palace of Desire, the Desire God Diselg, is one of my subordinates," Hersius said, "As I said before, more desires can be provided there, and the overflowing desires can naturally be recovered. Thinking about it, it should be fine."

"In that case..." Xixiumi paused briefly, then whispered, "Then I will accompany you for a walk."

"Really, my lord?" Hersius asked in surprise.

Xi Xiumi hummed, and said embarrassingly: "I'm afraid you won't leave for a long time because you are worried, so I'd better go with you."

"Thank you, sir." Hersius said happily, "I promise I will be back soon and will not delay your work."

Now that there is a solution, Xixiumi finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the two returned to the lobby of the main building. Hersius took care of him and had breakfast, then created the illusion of their work in the study, and then opened the teleportation array, and soon came to the Palace of Desire outside.

The Palace of Desire is entirely made of pure white boulders, resplendent and resplendent, but the entrance door looks very strange, completely incompatible with its magnificent style.

The door was pink, and it was set off by the white wall. The door was extremely narrow, and only one person could enter and exit. There were several pink hearts engraved on the door lintel, full of romantic and girlish atmosphere.

Looking at the white building in front of him, Xi Xiumi said: "This is the Palace of Desire? It looks so strange, like a girl's residence."

"It's just Diselge's weird hobby." Hersius said with disdain, "I've told him many times, but he still doesn't change his mind and still does his own thing."

"Well, it has nothing to do with us anyway." Xi Xiumi was noncommittal, and only complained: "This door is too small, you can only go in one by one."

"Yes, my lord." Hersius said, "You go ahead, and I will follow you closely, but remember not to open your eyes when you first enter the door."

Xihumi: "Why?"

Hersius looked a little unnatural, and said vaguely: "I will see some bad things, anyway, my lord will listen to me, remember to close your eyes."

"Okay." Xi Xiumi reluctantly agreed.

The two entered the Palace of Desire one after another. The moment they stepped through the door, a charming laughter suddenly came from Xixiumi's ears.

The laughter was far and near, and the voice was full of affection, which only made the young man blush.

People are always like this, the more they are not allowed to do things, the more they can't control trying. Despite the angel's warnings, Xixiumi's curiosity is still getting stronger.

What is this laughter?

What the hell is wrong?

The young man was very itchy, and then comforted himself: How about I just take a look, just take a look and then close it, it shouldn't matter, right?

Thinking of this, Xi Xiumi slowly opened his eyes, and in an instant, a light flashed, and he was immediately involved in the rift of desire, and disappeared from Hersius' eyes.

The light curtains flowed, and Xi Xiumi came to an empty hall in an instant. The hall was brightly lit. When he saw the scene in front of him clearly, the young man was stunned! !