[Angie] Double Wings

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Even in the darkness, Clewis could still clearly see Jules' sharp blue eyes staring at him with reproach.It's no wonder that although Jules has learned swordsmanship since he was a child, the patron saint of light, who is always surrounded by everyone, rarely has the opportunity to fight with others, let alone use a sword... to kill , is not something he is good at.

He can't do it if he doesn't do it, can he count on Klevis?

Clavis had never hit anyone in his life, and thanks to Jules bumping his head against the roof beam just now, Clavis thought of this perfect hiding place, otherwise he would have died in a barren place. Under the sharp knife, how can it be delayed until now?He desperately grasped Wubo's left arm, not daring to relax at all, relying on his ability to see things in the dark the best, he tried his best to dodge the two sharp knives that were constantly clashing, and reluctantly urged, "Quick, no more drag……"

Jules gritted his teeth, "Left!" He turned his wrist and picked up the sword to block Wubo's sharp knife, the double-edged sword flicked lightly, aiming at Wubo's left flank to stab.Although Klevis was unarmed, he tried his best to cooperate with Jules' actions and blocked Wubo dodging sideways.

"No... right!"

Another sword.

Cleves suddenly said, "Right!"

Jules' sword was once again avoided by Wubo.

If you shout out first, the direction of Jules' attack will inevitably be seen through by Wu Bo first, in vain.They didn't speak anymore, relying on their long-standing tacit understanding, they responded to the enemy silently.

But Jules' movements gradually slowed down, and Kravis himself became more and more weak, and both of them were about to die under the Wubo knife.

"Why bother struggling? My lords."

Jules' sword was almost smashed by Wu Bo with brute force, his hands were weak, and his heart became even more panicked.Clewis remained silent, thinking silently in his heart.Jules barely parried Wubo's blade, and Clavis suddenly shouted at this moment, "Left!"

Wu Bo hurriedly moved to the right, but the sword edge inlaid with fine gold thread stabbed towards his right.When he realized that he had been fooled by these two patron saints, and wanted to dodge, Clevis had firmly grasped his shoulders.

Taking advantage of Wubo being unable to move, Jules no longer hesitated, the tip of the double-edged long sword pierced at least five inches from the right side of Wubo's throat, and the sword tip came out from the back of his left neck, pierced But at this moment, a sinister and strange laughter came out of the penetrating throat.

"The two adults really deserve their reputation."

If Wu Bo was indeed stabbed by the point of the sword, the only objective evidence that can be shown is that a lot of air leaked from his throat when he was speaking, and his throat hissed.

Disgusting as hell.

Jules couldn't hide his astonishment and disgust, and quickly pulled out his long sword, blocking the man whose throat had been pierced with a big hole, still waving a sharp knife, "...he, what is he? thing?"

"He's already dead..."

"Then you still..." Jules was at a loss for a while, and stabbed Wubo's wrist, "...told me to kill him?"

Wu Bo took advantage of the distraction of the two of them talking, put more effort into his hands, and dragged Kravis' head to block the sword.Kravis hurriedly used both hands, dragging Wubo's body for two steps, "Quickly think of a way!"

Even if Clewis didn't urge him, jules' anxious expression showed that he was trying to find a way.But who could figure out a way to kill someone who was long dead?Jules parried the attack of sharp knives, and at the same time had to take into account the safety of Clavis. While he was in a hurry, he was hovering on the edge of life and death every moment.

Clevis had also practiced swordsmanship in his youth, and even though he hadn't mastered it, he could still see that Jules' sword moves were getting slower and slower.

Jules couldn't take it anymore.

No way, I had to take a risk.Cleves gritted his teeth, "Julies, step back!" He tightly grasped Wubo's arm, mustering up the spiritual power in his body that was usually only used for divination, from top to bottom towards Wubo's body The suffocating evil spirit pressed against him tightly.

Jules trembled all over and turned pale with shock, "What are you doing?"

As soon as the two forces came into contact, Kravis immediately felt that he seemed to be able to absorb the evil energy.As he estimated, his dark Sacria possessed unparalleled inclusiveness, which could accommodate almost all the auras in the world, but the seemingly endless and endless evil madness kept drilling into his body. , How long can his flesh and blood last?

Maybe...his powerful soul will be bound by the evil spirit without a bowl from now on, and he will never be able to escape. Until his body dies, he will still coexist with this evil spirit forever and be imprisoned forever...

There was a suffocation in the chest, and the pain made Clevis couldn't help moaning.

"Don't be brave! Clavis, step back!"

It would be a miracle if he could retreat at this moment.Cleves couldn't even utter a word, barely holding on, and gradually felt that Wubo's body movements had completely stopped, and the hand that was holding onto his long hair was also loosened, like a dead corpse...

Perhaps, this is what the poor potter should look like.

Clewis didn't dare to relax a little bit, and tried his best to continue to melt, but suddenly staggered, and his whole body was dragged away by Jules.

"You're crazy! Clavis, your face is blue..."

Klevis' legs were so weak that he could hardly stand, "While...while...now...quick!" With a slip of his footsteps, he rushed towards Jules' back involuntarily.The ominous and evil aura kept churning in his body. He was trying to hold onto something to stabilize his figure when he heard the sound of the blade piercing through the air.

With a sound of 'whoosh', Jules's astonishing sword slashed from nowhere, and an extremely astonishing airflow was emitted from a certain part of Wubo's body.

A huge force rushed towards them.

Jules snorted, and involuntarily flew into the air, hitting Clevice who was still behind him.The two of them flew straight towards the staircase together.Clavis' head slammed into the door frame that Jules had knocked loose just now, and a vague dull pain spread through his limbs.He tried his best to extend his hand towards Jules, and as soon as his fingertips touched his soft blond hair, he desperately protected his head in his arms, and rolled down with him.

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I don't know how long he has been in a coma, but after Cleves regained consciousness, the first thing he did was to move his fingers to confirm.

With a slight movement of his body, severe pain invaded every part of his body, but Jules' head was still safe and sound in his arms... At least Jules' breathing sounded very stable, and it didn't look like something was wrong look.Klevis heaved a sigh of relief, barely opened his eyes, and estimated that he probably fell down on a certain step of the ladder...

The inside of the small brick house was still very dark, but at least it belonged to the darkness of a normal building with closed doors and windows. A few normal glimmers of light penetrated through the cracks in the small window next to the wooden ladder, reflecting Jules Bright blond hair, shining brightly.

This kind of color, which he has seen countless times and is familiar with, gave him a very reassuring feeling... Fortunately, everything in this world is as usual.

"Julius?"

The physical discomfort made Clewis a little dull. After he called Jules' name, he realized that he should actually push Jules away a little, or simply push him downstairs... If he still If you have strength.

But it was too late for him to hide anything.

Jules was lying on the stairs or kneeling in a strange posture, with his waist pressed against Clavis' knees, his face still buried in Clevis' chest.Maybe it was because the posture was too uncomfortable, or maybe it was hurt somewhere, Jules struggled slightly, and hummed softly from his nose.

"... Clavis?" Jules, who woke up from a coma, called out his name as soon as he opened his mouth, "Are you okay?"

Clevers was very guilty, and let go of his hand gently so that Jules could look up, "Probably not."

Jules probably also noticed his strange posture... Also, this guy who usually quarreled in less than three sentences actually used this kind of movement to protect his head...

Thoughts like this can be read from the expression of this guy who thinks in his heart and writes on his face.

Jules moved his head back cautiously, but perhaps the fall was too painful, and he didn't get up immediately, "Are you injured?" He raised his head and reached out to stroke Clavis' forehead, " Your crystal is broken, I don't know where it is broken."

"Things outside the body don't matter."

"I mean your forehead was cut a little... don't move." Jules carefully removed the fine crystal shards from the wound on Clavis' forehead, "It looks okay, it's not serious..."

Jules looked from Clavis' forehead back to his eyes, meeting his gaze.Looking into each other's eyes when speaking is a good habit that Jules has maintained for many years.But under the dim light, the two faces are only a foot apart. Looking directly into each other's eyes at this distance, does it mean something else?Clavis thought dazedly.

He clearly saw that Jules' cheeks were slightly flushed, and then he moved his head back an inch or two... Then, a painful expression appeared on Jules' face.

"If it hurts... just don't move."

"Hey." He responded casually, lowered his eyes, and moved his face back an inch again.

"Does it hurt?"

"It's a little... It seems that we fell very far." He looked very guilty, and backed up again. "Probably the whole body is blue."

"Don't back off, you'll fall."

"Huh?" Julius replied in a daze.

Kravis had an urge that was hard to explain... He wanted to stretch out his arm, put it on Jules' side farther away from him, pull him towards him, and then Make more efforts to fix him by your side.He kept thinking about the actual meaning of this kind of action, and finally found that this kind of action... To put it bluntly, it was nothing more than hugging or hugging, cuddling, or embracing.

Not so much that Jules would fall, he thought.Maybe he wanted to do this to Jules a long time ago, I don't know how long ago.He'd been longing to reach out and hug Jules... when was the last time he actually reached out and hugged him?When they were both 12 years old?or smaller...

"Cravis?"

"...What?" Clewis came back to his senses, and found that his left arm was clamped behind Jules' waist, and his right hand was holding his vest, fixing his body in his arms.He was startled again before he was sure that this action was indeed a hug.

Did he hug Jules?

Aware of the fact that he had created, Clewis couldn't help looking nervously at Jules in his arms. Unexpectedly, Jules looked equally nervous. Those bright and sharp eyes were wide open. The stern, stern expression disappeared without a trace.

"Cleves? You..." Jules looked a little stunned and a little nervous, but his expression of guilty conscience and vague anticipation was more vivid, "What are you doing?"

He said in a daze, "Me? I... hold you." As soon as he said this, he immediately regretted it.

It sounded like there was no strength at all, a kind of fragility without confidence.If Jules loses his temper at this moment, reprimanding himself for his rude and inappropriate behavior in his usual tone, telling him to let go, then he...

But Jules didn't lose his temper or scold him.

"You, don't you want to let go?" Jules' voice sounded very low, not as decisive as usual, but more like...

"Do you want me to let go?"

Jules looked into his eyes and denied in a trance, "No."

Cleves couldn't hold back anymore, he hugged Jules' soft body tightly and pressed it against himself.The man hugged by him didn't even struggle at all, and was still staring at him blankly.

He was right.

Jules was indeed looking forward to him...

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