My old enemy finally fell in love with me after rebirth three times

Seeing that the other party didn't respond for a long time, but just looked at himself, Troy asked again: "Xiao Nuo, what's the matter?"

After the sound was over, the red-haired boy opposite came back to his senses and said: "...it's okay." Snoke looked slightly surprised, and murmured: "So you will come back."

Troy smiled, "Xiao Nuo, don't you think I won't come back?"

Snooker: "..."

I really thought so just now.

That's why he took it for granted when he looked at the empty surroundings and the crookedly piled up leaves on the ground.

Troy was soaking wet.

It must have gotten wet while catching fish at the beach.

He also had a dry coat in his hand which had come off when he was catching fish so it was not wet.

The white clothes inside were a little transparent at the moment when the sunset was dim, and it fit tightly on the young man's body, revealing a hint of pink.

After saying hello, Troy picked up his sword and squatted by the fire, and began to scale the fish, "How is your hand?"

He chatted naturally with the red-haired boy.It seems that he still regards him as Xiao Nuo.

Seeing this, Snoke didn't think he had been exposed.

After all, according to Troy's personality, if it was discovered that the personality inside was no longer Xiao Nuo, he might have taken this opportunity to kill him with a sword or run away far away.

So the boy answered, "It's still not possible to move around a lot."

This is the truth, otherwise I would not continue to pretend.

Snoke has a little self-judgment about the current situation. On this isolated island, before his hand recovers, he must use Troy to live for a while.

If he was treated as Xiao Nuo, the blond boy in front of him should be easier to talk to.

Compared with noon, Troy seems to be more proficient in grilling fish now.

Remove the scales and break the belly, take out the internal organs, and clean the inside of the fish.

The boy's white hands were stained red with blood, and the white and red were intertwined, which seemed extremely inconsistent.

Snoke pursed his lips, his handsome and delicate face showed an expression that was hard to speak at the moment.

It's not that he has never seen Troy's hand, or it can be said that it dangles in front of his eyes almost all the time.

It's just that the hand that has been holding the sword, pulling the bow and waving the magic wand is now doing something that doesn't belong to it in front of my face. I really feel inexplicably unacceptable.

It's a bit funny to say, the arrogant prince who used to look down on the common people, but at this moment, actually kills fish in front of his "former self".

So quiet and gentle.

Such a low profile should never have appeared on Troy.

What's even more funny is that the prince's inexplicable embarrassment fell into his eyes at this moment, but Snoke found that he was not happy at all.

Maybe the boy only likes Troy's humiliated expression when he is stepped on the soles of his feet, and his angry expression when he is forced to do things that the prince himself can't accept at all.

"Xiao Nuo." A gentle call pulled the red-haired boy back from his thoughts.

Snoke looked at Troy, and at some point, the other party had already killed the fish, and put a branch through the fish's body beside the fire.

The blue pupils stared at him softly, there was a little orange red inside, and the beating firelight showed a bit of warmth in the boy's pupils.

"What were you thinking just now?" Troy asked.

Sitting next to the tree trunk next to the tent, Snoke responded: "It's nothing, it's just that I haven't fully woken up after opening my eyes."

"That's it." The blond boy stood up and picked up the clothes on the shelf next to the fire, "I'll go to the nearby bushes to change and come over later. I haven't found the magic wand yet, maybe I can only go to the beach on the other side tomorrow morning Take your chance."

"……it is good."

Troy smiled at him, turned and left without saying anything.

The boy who started grilling fish as soon as he came back was still wearing wet clothes.

Because of this, his back looks a little thin, as if he will fall if the wind blows.

But the young man's steps are as firm as a mountain, his body is obviously thin, yet he is inexplicably so powerful.

The two fish by the fire quickly changed color, and in ten minutes or so, they were almost ready to eat.

Sitting there, Snoke felt the warmth from the beating firelight. It was very warm, so even on the island where it had just rained, he didn't feel much coldness.

When Troy came back, he simply put on his coat, and he held the inner coat in his hand, which should be put on the rack to dry later.

The red-haired boy's heart moved slightly, and he asked suddenly: "If you can't use fire elemental magic without a magic wand, how did you start the fire?"

Troy paused, met Snoke's gaze, and then replied naturally: "It's very simple, you can make fire by drilling wood. I didn't find flint and steel before, so I tore off a few branches."

"...how did you learn?" Snoke asked.

"..." Troy seemed a little embarrassed about this question. After thinking for a while, he still said: "Before... I have escaped a few times. One of them, I lost my magic wand and couldn't find a place that could carry the fire element. branch."

Troy, who was defeated in the Second World War and forced to flee, walked aimlessly in an endless forest.

The magic wand was destroyed on the way to escape, leaving only the dagger that Katerina had given him.

Cold and hungry, he could only find a way to make a fire by himself.

Without a magic wand, fire elemental magic cannot be cast. Although the mind knows how to create fire by drilling wood, the pampered young man has never tried it.

So after finally getting some dry branches with a dagger, he couldn't make a fire no matter what.

Angry teenager roaring furiously in the forest.

Pulling his blond hair, he was frantic and desperate. Thinking of his current miserable situation, the hatred for snooker in his heart continued to rise, as if it had reached its peak, tears welled up in his eyes, and the coldness swept through his body, trembling extremely, the voice came from his throat Sent, like the most vicious curse from the mouth of the devil of hell—

"Bastard! Die! Thanks to you!"

"I must kill you next time! I must kill you!"

"Why do you exist!? Garbage should go where the garbage goes! Lowly civilians should go back to that disgusting and dirty slum! Die, Snoke!!"

It seemed that the remaining strength was used to curse the red-haired boy he hated the most, so in the end, he fainted from the cold.

When he woke up, his body was completely icy cold.

At that moment, Troy's mind was full of how nice it would be to have a cluster of warm flames.

He continued rubbing the branch against the trunk in front of him with his frozen hands.

After an unknown amount of time, a puff of smoke finally emerged from the fire core under the tree trunk, and at that moment, Troy seemed to finally see hope.

After the first fire was successfully made, it became much easier later.

Once you learn it, you will understand how to save effort and make it more convenient.

"So, gradually I understand that at least when a person is outside, there are other ways to survive."

The blond boy smiled, looked at Snoke beside him, and suddenly said, "Do you know it? No, I can teach you."

"...No, I will." Snoke turned his head, looked at the dancing flames in front of him, and said quietly.

"Ah, that's right, I met you in the forest, so before I met you, you should have been alone." Troy said: "Looking for food, lighting a fire and grilling meat, it must be very hard for such a big child." .”

Even Troy, who was once defeated, felt the attack of despair in his escape alone.

Snook said: "...Fortunately, I will get used to it later."

It really doesn't matter if one is alone in the forest for a long time.

"Xiao Nuo."

Troy suddenly called out.

Snoke turned his head and met the blue pupils of the boy beside him.

There is always a shimmer in those eyes, and when they are gentle, they are more like bright stars in the night sky, shining thousands of times and shining brightly.

I only heard Troy whispering: "When I was fleeing before, I always took out another person's name and cursed fiercely. Although it was indeed thanks to him, but... I must have hurt him first."

"so."

--"sorry."