Miko

"Timer!"

Timir came back to his senses suddenly, and found that Musha was staring at his face.Inexplicably, his face turned red: "What's the matter?"

"You've been in a daze for longer and longer recently." Musha didn't mean to blame, but only he knew the gloom that flashed in his eyes.

"Sorry." Timmir said lightly. "Everything is calm now anyway."

Musha put down the letter in his hand and smiled bitterly: "Yeah, it's been two years...I didn't expect that the army formed after the tri-clan alliance would have such a strong combat effectiveness."

Timir sighed softly. Indeed, the powerful physique of the giants made them the pioneers in the war against monsters, while the dwarves were responsible for the manufacture of traps and weapons and armor, and they also possessed great combat effectiveness.As the main human force, not only Beluth's human army participated in the war, but also many forces from the outer islands also came here to cooperate with Anthony's actions.The huge group of monsters lost their advantage in front of the coalition forces of the three clans. After two years of suppression, except for the fact that the Shaliang monsters disappeared and hid again, they were indeed calm enough to make people relax their vigilance.

Two years, why hasn't Lucius come back?Obviously a spiritual contract has been established, why have you not been in touch with him?

"Timer, are you thinking about Lucius again?"

When Timir came back to his senses, he found Musha's face right in front of him, and he couldn't help being stunned.

"It's been two years. If he really didn't betray you, why didn't he contact you?" Musha's hand was on Timur's shoulder. He lost his composure for the first time. I didn't even notice frowning.

"Musha, stop talking, it's ugly! And... I trust him!" Timur turned his gaze away.

Timir still remembered the situation when Lucius said he was going to leave. At that time, he was taken aback, and felt a lot of inexplicable reluctance in his heart.He said that the two of them would be separated for a while after the matter of the monster was dealt with, but that was just to complete the task quickly so that they could go to the Watchman Temple to find Father God.Why, when Lucius proposed it, he felt as sad as if he was crushed by a huge boulder?

"I just said that I want him to enter into a beast contract with you, so that if he really betrays you, he can't escape your control." There was a hint of despair in Musha's eyes.

"No!" Timmir lowered his eyes and began to struggle lightly: "He is not my slave, but my partner."

"Partner?" Musa sneered, "A partner who sleeps in the same bed?"

Timir frowned even tighter. After staying with Anthony for two years, even if he was ignorant, he knew a lot of things.In the army, because they have been stationed on the front line for many years, soldiers have no women and no love.They have the most precious friendship and brotherhood in the world, even to the point of sharing life and death.At the same time, many companions had a relationship that surpassed that of brothers. Timmir had seen soldiers who still held hands tightly after death, and he had also seen someone who lost both legs but still returned to the camp with the dead body of his companion on his back... Maybe there was a relationship between them. It has nothing to do with love, but it should not be profaned.

During his two years in the army, no matter how dull Timir was, he could still feel the occasional admiring eyes entwined on him.But no one dared to use his brain, not only because he was the second person who could wear metal armor on an equal footing with Anthony, but also because he held the hero sword and the eye of Harvey of the first island king.Everyone in the Triangle Territory called Timir the king, and even the giants and dwarves were willing to submit to him, so who would dare to hurt him?

What's more...he couldn't have any response, his mind, his memory, only Lucius.He gradually realized that every time he missed Lucius, he would have an extremely contradictory mood - longing for heartache because he couldn't see him, and sweetness because he missed him.

"In addition to the beast contract, we can also choose the spiritual contract. In this way, no matter how far apart we are, we can still communicate through the power of the soul. As long as we are not in a strong restriction, we will not be affected. Of course, if one of us If you die, the other party will suffer a lot. Timmel, would you like to?" Lucius asked him before leaving.

This is not a master-servant contract, but rather like a small magic that is only used between lovers in love.Timmel remembered looking into Lucius' black eyes, feeling fearless in his heart: "I do!"

However, it has been two years!Not even a single contact.

"Musa, I don't like you talking like this. If you feel any discomfort, please tell me directly." Timir finally broke free from Musha's hands and stood up.Musha became more and more strange, and often said inexplicable angry words, and the way he looked at him made him unable to face him.He didn't like this feeling, but he thanked Musa for everything he had done - Musa who stayed in the army with Timir never wore a white cloth robe again, he and the soldiers wore the same smelly skin The smelly leather armor, although he still loves to wash his hands, has never complained about food and bathing.

"No! I'm not unhappy." Musha's face changed several times, and his eyes were slightly absent-minded. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't blame you, but Lord Arien wants me to guide you to find the way to the temple... I'm just afraid that you will lose your way."

"Don't worry, Father God will guide me." Timmir once again remembered the situation when he showed the Hero Sword and Harvey's Eye at the meeting of the three tribes - the hot air became comfortable and pleasant, and everyone, including Timir and others saw holy lights and shadows appearing in the sky, and the faintly visible human figures just stretched out their palms and moved lightly. No matter who they were, they no longer felt sick or sad, but looked up at the miracle with a happy smile.

Everyone is sure that Timir is the messenger sent by God to Sprees to save the suffering.His name began to spread to every corner of Spryce starting from the Belusin Island Group.

"Timer, there's news back—a monster has been found in the dwarf territory in the southwest corner of the triangle territory, but the patrol team led by Lord Anthony has not returned yet." Wolfe rushed into the tent in a hurry, and there was no time to report.After he got in, he found that Musha and Timir's faces were not very good-looking, as if they were talking about something important. "Sorry for disturbing you."

"It's okay, let's go!" Timir breathed out with relief, he passed by Musha, picked up the hero sword that was put aside and hung it on his waist, and at the same time turned around and raised his chin: "Musa, without your blessing , we can’t move an inch.”

Musha's frustrated face immediately brightened, and he nodded: "I'll be right there!"

Timir smiled and got out of the tent first, and Wolff followed immediately.

After Musha was the only one left in the tent, Musha smiled wryly again.He knelt down and faced the direction of the watchman's temple, lowering his eyes and praying in a low voice.He was out of control again, and increasingly unable to control himself.Obviously, he only has Lord Arian in his heart, and all he thinks about is completing the task of Lord Arian... But now he is taking off the cloth robe of the temple and willingly putting on the leather armor of a soldier, but it is not for guiding Timir back to the To the temple...but, I hope he can appreciate himself and forget Lucius!

"God who bestows happiness and joy, please forgive my vacillation, please punish my greed..." Musha's voice gradually weakened.Whether it is Lord Arian or Timir, they are all inheritors who belong only to the gods.Although I don't understand why Master Arian has no offspring, but if Timir becomes the inheritor, he will have to give birth to the next successor with the saint under God's choice sooner or later.He can do nothing but be a loyal subordinate.

"Master Timir..." Wolfe followed Timir, and wanted to ask him what he and Musha were talking about just now, and why the atmosphere was so dignified, but he found that he seemed not qualified to ask.

"I told you not to call me a lord!" Timur lay down on the top of the mountain, using a binoculars to check the places where monsters were said to appear.

Wolf laughed. He felt that the decision to stick to the front line was too right.

Timir's focused side face exudes a special charm. He is not as rough and frizzy as ordinary soldiers, but elegant and calm, like the god in the portrait.

Wolf understands that Timur is not someone he can lust for, but he can't help but want to get closer, to be more intimate.Presumably that worshiper Musha thought the same way, right?Wolf subconsciously looked back——Musa was not good at melee combat, so he was always left behind to pray for the soldiers.Wolfe suddenly began to rejoice that he could stay beside Timur openly and aboveboard, even... touching his limbs occasionally.

Soon, Wolfe began to feel that something was wrong, why would Timur take the initiative to lean over?He looked at Timir suspiciously, but found that Timir's face was pale at the moment, his hand holding the binoculars trembled slightly, and his wide-eyed eyes were full of disbelief, joy, and sadness... All kinds of complicated emotions made him There was a bright purple light in his eyes.

"Wolf... Help me see, who is that person below." Timir's voice was a little weird, as if he was suppressing something.

Wolff took the binoculars from Timir in puzzlement, and put it in front of his eyes.

A man in a black robe walked on the rough stone road below, his long black hair was draped softly behind his back and was not tied up.He walked slowly, looking very leisurely, as steady as walking on solid mud.As if sensing that someone was watching, the man suddenly raised his head, his eyes shot towards Wolfe like sharp knives.

"Lucius!" Wolfe was in a cold sweat.He didn't forget this unfathomable man like a nightmare, but he thought that this man would never come back...

Lucius' expression suddenly softened, he raised his head slightly, and made a gesture of embracing Wolf in the direction where Wolfe was.

"Timer!" When Wolff reflected, he had already seen Timir jump out of the ambush point like a cheetah, and landed vertically on the rocks slightly lower than the ambush hill at almost a galloping speed.

The gravel where Timir stood fell down, making a frightening sound, but Timir didn't notice it at all. Instead, he stared straight at Lucius, as if there was nothing but him in front of him. thing.

Wolfe stared at Lucius with a feeling he couldn't understand, but saw him slowly curling up the corners of his mouth, showing what could be called a smile.The aura that frightened Wolfe completely disappeared, and when he looked at Timur, there was only warmth and tenderness.

Timir didn't pay attention to his feet at all, he jumped to another corner almost without any pause.The mountain where they ambushed was a place that could barely be called a cliff, but there were many irregularly protruding stones on the cliff, which happened to be the channel for Timir to quickly meet Lucius.

Wolf watched helplessly as Timur landed on the last protruding rock, and then jumped down, aiming for Lucius' arms.

"Some things can't be obtained just by thinking about them!" Wolf recalled what Musha had said to Angus the night he first met Timir.Angus had already left here, and he must have understood the meaning of it.And he didn't understand the true meaning of that sentence until he watched Timur throw himself into Lucius' arms, and Lucius stood firm as a rock and didn't back down in the slightest!

Under the eyes of everyone, Timir, known as the king, and Lucius, who had disappeared for a long time, embraced tightly. The soldiers watched quietly, and no one dared to disturb them.

"Why didn't you contact me?" Timur suddenly pushed Lucius away, and grabbed Lucius's skirt instead, with purple light in his eyes.Although he was questioning loudly, he couldn't restrain his fingers from trembling slightly.

"I'm back." Lucius smiled and wrapped his palms around Timir's trembling fingers, bewitching Timir with a voice so gentle that it could drown people.

"Why?" Timmir was unmoved, and there was a hint of annoyance in his widened eyes.

"I love you!" Lucius kissed Timur deeply, and drove straight in with a strong posture, traversing back and forth in the soft zone that he had missed countless times.Lucius couldn't bear the sweet breath and the lingering taste of each other's tongues.He had waited so long for this moment, and now it was time to pick it up.

A gust of wind blew, and the soldiers blinked involuntarily, and then found that the king and his lover disappeared from their vision at the same time.

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