[Angie] Double Wings

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When Jules broke into his Moonlight mansion in a state of dismay, Cleves was considering whether to tell him about it──When he got up, he had already seen the unusual sun halo, and he had also done one. Very restless dream.

In the dream, everything about Klevis was normal, as usual every day.In the dream he lingered idly, and finally dragged his negative steps to his dark duty room in the Divine Bird Palace, sat down bored, and listened to this and that almost endlessly, blah blah blah. The so-called "patron saint should know" things; after listening to it, he ignored it as usual, silently looking at his active and responsible colleague ─ ─ as the chief patron saint of light.Master Jules, dealt with all those things in an orderly manner one by one.And he only satirizes Jules from the sidelines when he is powerless or negligent, or simply spreads out to sarcasm him, and uses the least traceable way to help him get through. All kinds of difficulties... Just like every day they have passed through before.

But Cleves was constantly tormented in his dreams by a burning longing... about Jules.

It was 10:30 when Clavis woke up.He thought wildly, that person who always gets up early must have discovered the strangeness of the sky at six or seven in the morning?He finished his breakfast slowly, and asked the maid to bring a cup of hot coffee with orange slices, still hesitating in his heart.

He always wanted to rush to the Palace of the Divine Bird earlier, and tell Jules about the vision in the sky, as well as his inexplicable agitation... He had an intuition that the two things must have something to do with each other.He wanted to remind Jules to pay attention and be careful, so as not to cause any trouble in the Holy Land... Even if it was just for Jules to say something like 'today is really positive' lightly.

Just because of this, Clewis can be sure that he is really abnormal today.

He just thought of this, and the door of the mansion was pushed open, as if a brilliant sun rolled in from outside the house, and the whole house became more than three times brighter in an instant.Clevers involuntarily narrowed his slender phoenix eyes slightly, as if being stimulated by the light brought in by Jules who broke in, he silently looked at the always honorable, An elegant and radiant patron saint.

Seeing Jules' cold and stern expression, Kravis couldn't help but feel extremely thankful that he didn't act rashly.

Who would deliberately find a demon to reprimand themselves?He didn't want to fight the weird sense of responsibility in the devil's head, and he didn't want the devil to blame him for slack, saying that everything he tried to do for the devil was what he should have done within the scope of his duties things...

ask for contempt.

Fortunately...he didn't go.He didn't do anything, he just sat down to eat breakfast, he didn't rush to the palace of the bird, and he didn't put his hot face on Jules' cold ass, reminding him to pay attention to the halo of the goddamn sun...

Cleves sneered subconsciously and stared at Jules contemptuously.

Although his expression was tense and his expression was serious, Jules' dazzling golden curly hair was not messed up in the slightest, each hair was hanging down very smoothly and smoothly, and the snow-white robe was not stained with any dust. The classical gown on his body is still smooth and elegant to the point of admiration, except for his footsteps...

"What happened to your foot?"

In the end, he still couldn't help but ask... He couldn't control himself at all.

Jules hesitated for a moment before saying, "It's all right." But the pair of classic sandals exposed from the hem of his robe, the right foot immediately shrank back by two inches, and the twisted right foot was probably the right foot... Zhu Lies is not very good at lying, he has reached the point where his expression will be distorted when he tells a lie.

Klevis' sneer turned into a wry smile at some point, "Is it an ankle? Sprained?"

"No sprain."

No sprain, just a little twist, "You sit down."

"No need," Jules cleared his throat, "I'm here to..."

"Sit down." Clavis interrupted him lightly.The maid was nowhere to be seen, and most likely hid in fright.Every time Jules came, within a few minutes they would break out in the famous 'war of the two chief lords', and all the maids of both of them knew how to avoid the dangerous area before the war broke out... Fortunately, Kravis was early Just get used to it.He got up and walked to the small bar in his own kitchen, poured an extra cup of coffee, and picked two orange slices to add to it.

"...I didn't come to see you for tea."

"It's not tea, it's coffee."

"...I know, I can smell it." After Jules replied, he showed an annoyed expression, as if wondering why he would tell him such a stupid and boring dialogue, and couldn't help sighing, "You Why didn't you come to the duty room today?" He said and sat down resignedly.

"I didn't say no..."

"It turns out you didn't go, Clavis. All the Patron Saints went about their daily duties, but you..."

"It's just that I went to bed late. If you didn't come, I will go later."

Klevis gently squeezed the orange slices with a spoon, and the cup immediately revealed the sweeter orange aroma that was steamed with coffee.Perhaps it was the aroma that moved Jules, he didn't refuse any more, and reached out to take the cup.

"Did you see it too? Clavis, there is an unusual halo around the sun today."

"I'm not interested in the sun."

"You are the patron saint of darkness second only to me, Klevis. It is extremely unusual for such a strange change to occur in the holy land protected by 'Queen Zakria', and it is very likely that Endangering Her Majesty or the other seven Patron Saints... and your own safety. You know very well that if something happens to Her Majesty or the other Patron Saints, the universe will be in serious crisis. You also have an obligation to protect them , don't say it so lightly..."

Clevers listened to the eloquent speech of the man suffering from oratoria without changing his face, and sat down opposite Jules leisurely. , "Drink it."

Jules couldn't help but sighed again, stopped arguing with him, and lowered his head to sip the mellow coffee.

"What you said just now..." His Majesty, the other seven patron saints, and him.Is Jules not counting?Or does he classify himself as a saint who only needs to care about others and doesn't need to be cared about? "Julies, I remember that there are nine patron saints."

"There is no problem with my safety... I will pay attention to myself, you just need to pay attention to yourself and others."

Even under the influence of that inexplicable restlessness?Clavis snorted coldly, "Isn't your rash act of breaking into my mansion just now influenced by unknown forces?"

For a moment, Jules showed a completely defenseless expression.His sharp blue eyes lost their sharp focus, his lips were half-opened in astonishment, and he stared blankly at him, "...Is that so? You are also affected?"

"Not like it?"

"...you are very gentle today."

"Actually," Kravis glanced at him coldly, "I'm very irritable today..." His eyes fell on Jules' lips that were still slightly parted, "...I really want to do something thing."

Jules looked away unnaturally, "...I asked Oscar, and he said he was only slightly affected."

"...that's impossible." Oscar, the guardian of flames, is a typical bloody man, with a very outgoing and open-minded temperament. If he is affected, he will attack very quickly... He is not as good at restraint as Jules .

"Oscar won't lie to me."

Clavis sneered slightly, showing a sneering expression, "Where was he last night? Is there a mission to go out?"

Jules pointed to the sky hesitantly, "I took off in a spaceship... and led several troops of the Sun Shadow Legion to do routine training." Unknown fluctuations were detected at the beginning..."

"That's... because we both slept on our pillows at sunrise," which sounds almost like they were lying together sleeping last night... Kravis blinked in a daze Blinking, attributing his now inappropriate reverie to his being under the influence of an unknown force, "And at sunrise, Oscar wasn't in the Holy Land."

"Around sunrise... I had a dream."

"Me too..." Klevis suddenly became irritable, "No matter what shady purpose this force has, it is inexplicable at all, and it has nothing to disturb people's purity..."

"What did you dream about?"

Klevis suddenly reached out and grabbed the table, so hard that his fingertips turned white, "I dreamed..."

His dreams were full of Jules.

"what?"

"I dreamed of you..." For a moment, Clewis almost confessed the truth, and finally woke up at the last moment, "I dreamed that I strangled you to death."

With the sound of 'crack', Jules accidentally knocked over the coffee, the hand holding on to the rim of the cup retracted, and his white fingers were stained with light brown juice.

"You said... what, what did you dream about?"

"I'm just kidding." Clavis frowned angrily, "Julies, go run cold water...you're burnt."

"You don't need to say that." Jules fought back coldly, "Of course I know I'm burned... Clavis, your joke is not good at all." The coffee overflowing on the table stained the robe, "It was your wish to strangle me since childhood, right?"

Clavis looked at his colleague who had been against him for many years, "I have never..."

Jules went to the kitchen and washed his red fingers with cold water, "Never realized it?"

The silent patron saint of darkness didn't speak for a long time, and there was only the sound of cold water rushing down in the room.After a while, Klevis' cold and deep voice sounded faintly.

"...do you really think I hate you, Jules?"

Jules looked sideways at Clevis, and he also silently looked back at this person who grew up in the Holy Land together since he was six years old... the closest but also the most distant person in the world.Jules' blond curly hair fell from his ears, revealing half of his fair cheeks, his stubborn-looking lips were tightly pressed together, and his chin looked even sharper from this angle...

Jules seemed to have lost weight again.

"Whether you hate me or not, it doesn't affect me... There is no need to discuss such things."

Klevis got up, walked slowly to Jules, and held his slightly red fingers that were scalded by coffee under the faucet, "Perhaps from some angles, I really hate you." Yes," he was close to Jules, and his mouth that spoke out was almost close to his ear, his voice was very low, as if whispering, "Julies, whether you understand it or not, but the fact is that in this section of the Holy Land During such a long captivity, you and I... have been distorted in our hearts..." Kravis suddenly stopped talking, but Jules didn't have any normal reaction, just stared at him blankly, as if waiting for Graves Lewis continued.But Cleves didn't speak, and those extremely deep eyes looked at him closely, as if they wanted to look into his heart.

They were speechless for a moment, looked at each other silently, and slowly approached each other.

too close...

"Enough!" Jules suddenly shouted in a low voice, and turned his head quickly, a strand of blond hair swept across Clavis' face, almost like a slap in the face.

Clavis took a step back, distracting Jules with the topic of work, "What about the current measures?"

The workaholic didn't even think about it, and replied reflexively, "Do a detailed security check on the palace and the residence of the patron saint."

The conversation got back on track... Clewis thought wistfully, yes, it's time to discuss business with him.

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