Leopard of another world

What Claude said made Lance restless for several days. Paul, who was always careless, noticed the obvious absent-mindedness. Gaze, until the end, Lance also felt that he was too gaffe, and after secretly spurning him for a while, he regained his normal state by force.

The dark elf Arnold continued to be in a coma, without any sign of waking up. He was injured much more seriously than Claude. Standing beside A Nuo's bed, silent, his heavy eyes fell on A Nuo, not knowing what he was thinking.

During this period of time, the two forces of light and darkness have started several small-scale conflicts in the middle zone, and the current battle situation has fallen into a trap.

Into a state of stalemate, the two sides divided the Eden Realm into two, each occupying half of the territory, and the frequency of large-scale wars has also begun to decrease. The Legion began to show its own edge. Its lethal light magic and powerful mobility that have miraculous effects on dark creatures have gradually lost the advantages of the Deknis army. Now, they can no longer easily seize a land that belongs to light. In the city, there was a short and strange easing of the war.

This situation is undoubtedly very beneficial to Lance's side. In this short period of calm, they are rushing to improve their own strength and materials, and inquire as much as possible. For the church or the devil world, this kind of stalemate is not so pleasant. Now, both sides are eager to destroy their opponents, but they are afraid of the strength of the other side and dare not act rashly. This is undoubtedly very embarrassing. Desmond dropped several tea sets in the temple of the church. The face continued to be gloomy, which made people respectful and far away. Lance, who was dormant in the central area, didn't know about all this.

However, the temporary peace was finally broken one day.

"You said that Samuel came to the front line to boost the morale of the army and prepare for a large-scale attack?!"

"Yes, it's absolutely true. This is also the news I just found out." Evan crossed his fingers on the table with a serious expression: "Once this war starts, no matter what the result is, the temporary calm appearance of both sides will definitely be broken. , the central region is the first place, no matter which side wins, we probably can't stay here any longer."

Lance pressed his forehead worriedly: "You are right, no matter which side wins, countless follow-up wars will definitely follow, and they are all eager to devour each other. Once the war starts, the central region will sooner or later be occupied by any side. .”

"We are still too weak to survive in the cracks." Evan closed his eyes and showed a tired look: "Once the balance is broken, we will not even be able to find a place to stay."

"..." Lance was silent.

The suffocating silence spread in the room. After a while, Evan suddenly said in a deep voice: "Lance, do you want to go and see Samuel?"

"What do you mean?" Lance looked at him in astonishment.

"Literally, although you don't say it, I can see that since Claude's words, your heart knot has not been untied, no, your heart knot has never been untied. "

"Sorry, I was really in a bad state a while ago, and I won't be in the future."

"No, what I mean is, Lance, instead of being restless all day, it's better to go and see what's going on. We still have the strength to take a look without being discovered. As the general, you can rest assured that we can be safe. On to the next move, so go and have a look.”

Lance stared closely at Evan, frowning: "Evan, I thought you were the one who was most against letting me contact Samuel again."

Evan showed a gentle smile: "Because I don't want to see you in a trance every day."

Evan's pupils were heavy, as if he had sucked in all the light, and he couldn't see clearly. Lance felt like a ball of cotton was clogged in his heart. It was weird and uncomfortable, and he couldn't tell what it was like. Take a look and confirm some things. Ever since he overheard the words between Desmond and the dead hapless angel, an unsolvable mystery has sprouted in his heart, and Samuel's attitude of near atonement is in line with his His previous style of work was very different, and all of this ran counter to his guess. He really needed to know more, and what he knew now was far from enough for him to make a correct judgment.

"Okay, let's go and have a look." Lance finally spit out a short sentence, Evan's eyes rolled, and the corners of his mouth turned up a bit.

Late at night the next day, they quietly left the base and sneaked into the castle near the front-line town where Samuel was said to be staying. The near banquet hall where Samuel is said to have been.

The banquet to celebrate His Majesty's arrival is going on, and the demons are partying all night long. The red wine mixed with blood leaves traces of temptation on the lips of the blood. Words came out from behind the thick wooden door, melodious music fluttered through the crack of the door, ambiguous fragrance and hot temperature wafted in the corridor.

Lance's figure appeared from the hidden darkness in the corner of the corridor. He frowned and looked at the door that blocked the laughter and laughter, and stopped walking forward.

"What's the matter?" Evan approached Lance and spoke softly. The hot and humid breath made Lance twist his neck uncomfortably.

"Let's go back." Frowning, Lance turned his head slightly, his handsome silhouette was imprinted on the stone wall by the fire, and shook slightly: "The carnival banquet has no value of understanding, useful information will not be revealed during the banquet, but will increase Without exposing us to danger, I am sure that the strongest generals in this town must have gathered at the banquet."

"Valuable news?" Evan smiled lowly: "Lance, you just came to see Samuel, and he is behind that door now, don't you want to go and see?"

"Forget it, let's go." Lance didn't think that taking a look at this situation would help even a little bit in solving the doubts in his heart.

"Lance, what are you afraid of?" Evan gently pressed Lance's heart with his hand: "You didn't do anything to apologize to him, but you are afraid, it's ridiculous, isn't it?" Wen showed a regretful expression, and his eyes were soft like water: "Go and take a look. Since you have come here, you should look at him according to your own heart. I don't want to see you look at a loss again. I want to help you. Remember, no matter what happens, I am with you.”

Lance looked at Evan whose face was blurred in the dark corridor, and listened to the soft words in his ear. For some reason, he felt more and more uneasy. Evan's eyes were bright, with a kind of hope and pity, Lans Si sighed in his heart and nodded: "That's right, since everyone is here, you wait for me here, I will be soon."

Taking away Evan's hand on his chest, Lance disappeared silently, turned out from the window in the corridor, and carefully approached the French windows of the banquet against the outer wall of the castle. Hiding behind the heavy curtains, he cautiously moved towards Looking down the hall.

The banquet hall is very bright, attractive food is placed on the long table, gentlemen and ladies are talking and laughing, standing in the bright place of the hall and talking in a low voice, leaning against the wall in the soft chairs in the shadows, men and women The women's bodies are overlapping, and their clothes are half exposed. The ambiguous love words and intermittent panting add an ambiguous/erotic atmosphere to the corner. The exquisitely dressed boys and girls wearing waiter's clothes shuttle through the crowd, and occasionally run into a man embrace, never to leave.

Samuel was sitting on the throne in front of the hall, and Lance saw him at a glance. The gorgeous robes of the devil made it difficult for him not to notice him. Three delicate boys and girls like dolls were sticking beside him, Serving fruit and fine wine courteously, Samuel drank the red wine in the glass in one gulp, stretched out his nimble red lips close to his blond boy, temptingly rolled the wine stains from the corners of his lips into his tongue, stuffed it Muir suddenly stretched out his broad palm to clasp the back of the boy's head, and gave him a hot and wild kiss, which drew applause from all around.

Lance hid in the dark, watching Samuel with his usual evil smile expressionlessly, and raised his glass to signal to everyone.

This is called having a bad time?A sneer appeared on the corner of Lance's lips, and he simply stood still. He wanted to see if this was called a bad life, so how could it be called a good life!

Amidst the booing of the crowd, a tightly bound human being was pushed up. It was an artificial angel, its snow-white wings were tightly bound and stuck to its back. The artificial angel's eyes were full of humiliation and hatred, and it viciously Staring at everyone around him.

"Your Majesty, this angel is the most beautiful one I caught a while ago, and it is said that he is also the leader of the legion!"

Samuel sat lazily on the throne, unscrupulously scanning the angel kneeling on the ground with fiery eyes, swung the boys and girls around him, hooked his fingers, and the angel's body moved towards him uncontrollably Fly away and land at his feet.

The crowd burst into laughter again, and some generals even shouted: "Your Majesty, how about you taste the taste of an angel, and see how debauched those self-proclaimed holy guys are after being bitches! "

"Want to see?" Samuel's lazy voice overflowed from his mouth, with fatal magnetism, he raised the corner of his lips and smiled, grabbed the angel's hair and forced him to lift his head, and said with a big laugh: "The taste of an angel Nature is good, let me see how this one goes."

After finishing speaking, amidst the applause, Samuel tore off the shackles of the artificial angel, broke his limbs at the moment when the other party wanted to struggle, and bit his lips brutally, blood dripping from the bite.

The atmosphere in the hall became more heated. Everyone was excited to see how His Majesty abused the artificial angel, watched His Majesty tear up the angel's clothes, watched His Majesty force the angel to open his thigh to reveal the shameful secret, and watched His Majesty penetrate the angel The angel's screams are like a strong stimulant injected into everyone's blood. The bodies of men and women in the hall overlap, and shameless confusion can be seen everywhere.

Standing stiffly behind the curtain, Lance felt that all the blood in his body was drawn away. He seemed to have returned to the days long ago, humiliation and despair swept all his reason.

The poor, dying angel exhausted his last bit of strength and bit Samuel's arm, leaving a deep tooth mark. Samuel stopped pumping/throwing, and his cold eyes were instantly filled with rage. And fiercely, he sneered and crushed the man-made angel's chin. With his other hand, he walked around behind the angel, grabbed the root of his wings, and tore off a pair of his wings with a scream of utter misery. , the blood immediately stained the steps red.

Lance trembled all over, his pupils tightened suddenly, his face paled and he took a step back, his chest heaved violently.

Standing in the cold wind for a long time, until the blood in his body seemed to be frozen, he moved his fingers slightly, and disappeared into the darkness as quietly as when he came.

"Lance, you look very bad." Evan, who had been waiting, looked forward to the return of Lance, and the moment he saw his face, he showed a serious expression and his tone was full of worry.

"No, I'm fine. I can't be better now." Lance replied lightly, with neither sad nor happy expression: "Let's go, there's nothing to see."

Rubbing his forehead, Evan frowned, feeling that the skin under his palm was surprisingly cold, he swallowed the next question wisely, nodded and said: "Okay, let's go back!"

Leaving first, Lance walked out of the castle and flew into the night sky. The sky under the night sky was amazingly beautiful, and the whistling wind passed by his ears. Lance closed his eyes, and the dull pain in his numb heart finally began to spread bit by bit. ...

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