Jungle White Rose

Erebus watched her silently, and slowly the black image in Xia's hand shrank back like a lost dog.

Shia closed her eyes and smiled slightly, she knew that Erebus would always protect her, and she didn't have to worry about her back at all.

She closed her eyes intently and entered Gabriel's deep consciousness, walking in the extremely dilapidated wooden house, the damp and musty smell made Xia couldn't help frowning.

She looked up and down, and didn't think it was a place where people could live.

Probably a place where even homeless people don’t want to live. Shea took only two steps, stepped on the rotten wooden planks, and stepped into the mud under the floor.

"..." The noise she made caused the little guy with messy hair in the corner to get up sleepily and take a look, then yawned and continued to sleep with his knees leaning against the only corner of the wall with a good skin.

The wind blew in through the creaking wooden frame window and stirred Xi Ya's hair. She stared at the boy who was always blown into a small beast in front of her, covered in scars, enjoying the only good sleep she could have, sleeping on the In this crumbling house.

Exclamations and laughter came from outside from time to time. Shea pulled out her feet and flew towards the window in the air. She saw that the direction of the sound was brightly lit, and the dance in the luxurious house was in full swing.

In the middle, there is some familiarity in the eyebrows and eyes. It is probably Gabriel's father, and he is the one who cheers the loudest.

He sprinkled the red wine on the chest of the tango girl, and the red-purple wine flowed along the beautiful body, filled with surging hormones.

On the other hand, here, the child in the dark and damp dilapidated wooden house hugged himself for warmth, and seemed to be completely numb to this kind of scene, letting the sounds outside be noisy and happy, Gabriel blocked everything and slept contentedly.

If he didn't sleep now, when his father finished the party, he would be scolded and rushed to clean up the mess after the hilarity, and he might not even have time to eat.

The very coquettish woman in front of him kept a certain distance from the floor, and came to him in the air.

She watched calmly as she was surrounded by a mass of heat, and it was raining outside, but the rain falling from the leaky roof did not reach him.

Then came a seductive voice from the bottom of his heart, "Do you want to overthrow your father, become the center of laughter, and enjoy all the wealth?"

This voice has always come out since he was seven or eight years old. After he realized that the other party was dangerous, he kept rejecting any conditions proposed by this voice.

"I don't want to." Gabriel hugged himself tighter, he just wanted to sleep well.

"Gabriel!" his father yelled.

Knowing his short sleep period was over, Gabriel trotted over with a sigh and regret.

The heavy rain messed up the party, and all his father's anger was transferred to him. The wooden stick and wine glass hit him, leaving many injuries.

He is used to this kind of day.

Until a few days later, a well-dressed servant pulled a lot of gifts, grabbed Gabriel who was sweeping the yard, and looked up and down several times.

"Are you the child of King Philip II's cousin? It's exactly like the model of the noble lady in the oil painting."

Gabriel looked up at the kind old man, then continued watering the flowers with the spray can.

The servant communicated the gifts and intentions with the other housekeeper, stood for a while watching him work silently, and then left.

Another day later, his father suddenly dragged himself out to have a good meal. It was the first time Gabriel wore clothes made of fabric as comfortable as a cloud. Usually, he only stayed with his father and his friends. I have seen it before, and it is said that it is the clothes worn by the so-called upper class.

What was even more flattering happened, his father took his hand so tenderly that it was unbelievable, took him in various condolences and took him into the best restaurant on the street to eat and drink.

Gabriel felt that this was the happiest time for him, and soon the weird servant told him that the king was looking for his cousin's only child and brought it back to inherit the title.

This cousin, who died young, even her nominal husband died before she was 28 years old.

Gabriel picked up a title cheaply, and by the way, had his own family.

According to the servant, the king has been looking for him for a long time, and he is a good king who cares deeply about his family.

Then the robbers at sea ruined the future he had finally dreamed of. Before his death, his father still held a dagger made of gems, and he dreamed of living a more splendid life until his death.

Gabriel secretly hid the dagger and hid in the box until there was a voice outside and then the box was locked and he was thrown into the bottom warehouse to die.

The voice spoke again, this time much weaker, "Do you want to kill them, they ruined everything about you, as long as you kill me, I can send you to the Kingdom of France."

Gabriel closed his eyes, and his breathing slowed down more and more each time.

But he still refused to compromise. The smart little guy knew that the voice proposed these attractive conditions, and there must be more huge conditions in front of him as a medium of exchange.

Lady Luck has never been attached to him, Gabriel opened the corners of his mouth mockingly.

Shia sighed from behind the pillar, speeding up the process of memory, the time has come to the nearest.

Philip II filled the wine and took the queen's hand, "If my cousin's illegitimate child is not removed quickly, it will be a disaster to discredit the royal family in the future."

"But didn't you summon him back and want him to be knighted?"

"No, if an illegitimate child is seen through by someone with a heart, such a child who has grown up at the bottom must have a lot of ambition. Then one day our child has not secured his position, and he may be killed by him and become king."

The queen sat on a chair in fright, and Philip II took out smelling salts from the dressing table to care for her fragile nerves.

The queen finally understood why Philip II would find such a wandering wild child. These are the scourges that must be eliminated in order to consolidate the foundation of the royal family.

Gabriel hid in the bushes, holding a small wooden sculpture dedicated to his unborn nephew.

There were bursts of thunder, and sticky raindrops hit him, and the smell of mud stained him all over.

It's like the corner of the dilapidated house where he has been curled up all these years ago.

He has no relatives at all, and the uncle who was kind to him in the past was just to kill him. His future has always been a dead end blocked by a wall.

Not reconciled.

I'm really unhappy.

Hearing that voice, Gabriel regained consciousness from the bottom of his heart: "As long as you sacrifice your soul to me, I can solve the destruction of people and things you want."

Gabriel heard his own voice, "Okay."

"Wait a moment."

Startled, Gabriel raised his hand and drew out his dagger to stab the person around him, but it missed.

The surrounding environment has changed, Philip II and the back garden are gone.

There was only him and the woman in front, shrouded in darkness. Gabriel was holding the dagger. Once the woman with cold eyes made any move, he was always ready to risk his life and attack again.

Anyway, he had nothing to lose.

Xi Ya walked over, and the nothingness gradually turned into a solid body. She waved her hand and used magic to slap away the eye-catching dagger, and stepped forward to hug him.

"It's so sad, why didn't you tell us?" Shea hugged him and said softly, "Stuart, the pirates on the Maria, or I can do it too."

Gabriel was thinking in a daze, and gradually came to his senses, this is the demon head of Shia.

Obviously she didn't use any strength, but Gabriel felt that his hands and feet were being pulled by the heavy iron chains, and his mind was too, and he couldn't think of pushing her away at all.

There is still the fragrance of roses in the nose, and the warm embrace makes people remove the defense like a copper wall.

Gabriel choked and trembled, and said with dependence: "Help me..."

help me.

Give me a hand.

To pull me out of the abyss, any conditions are fine, even at the cost of his life, he is willing.

"Then sign this contract." Xi Ya took out a contract and stuck it on his forehead, "I am a devil, and devils never do free trade."

Afraid that he might not understand, he kindly explained again: "It means that I can eat for free, but no one else can."

Gabriel couldn't even look at it, and wrote down with a quill brush floating in the air.

"Very well, now is the time to sign the contract."

Xia took back the scroll, stretched out her hand towards him and smiled maliciously, "From now on, don't let go of my hand."

He looked at the hand in front of him, and the tears couldn't stop the bursting of the embankment.

Shia didn't care about his tears, and grabbed his hand in mid-air, and Gabriel subconsciously pulled it tighter, for fear that Shia would go away.

She laughed slowly, and the two began to move without wind. Gabriel was not afraid at all, on the contrary, he was relieved and grateful to be pulled out of his own world by her.

But very quickly, black tentacles sprang out from under his feet, quickly found his direction and entangled Gabriel's feet.

He desperately wanted to shake it off, but those tentacles stuck tighter instead, and kept pulling down in an attempt to add several layers of despair to his relaxed heart.

So, what is he asking for extravagantly...

Shia patted his face, pulling the frowning Gabriel back from his self-loathing.

"Boy, after signing the contract, you will be my slave. Why are you afraid of these things?"

The red light in the eyes of Xia unfolded the black wings. This guy is more difficult than she imagined. Thinking about the curse, this monster is the most difficult to deal with and the hardest to be born. The worst fate and complete exile can only be formed in despair.

This Gabriel has already grown up.

It seemed she had to find another way.

Shea escaped a round of attacks with her arms around her. Gabriel's feet were entangled, not to mention that her range of combat was limited, and she had to be careful not to hurt Gabriel.

The curse also saw this, so the black thorn rushed towards Gabriel several times, betting on whether Shia would save him or not.

Sure enough, Xia transformed into sharp claws, blocking all the black thorns. As long as she has a weakness, she will always be the weak side.

"Gabriel, listen, I'll get you out first." Shea said without looking back, "You'll only hold me back here, tell Erebus not to worry when you get out, I can take care of it."

At the moment when the black thorn was thrown out, she pulled the tentacles and the blue flame exploded and burned it to black ashes, and then threw Gabriel into the dark clouds in the upper sky.