[Angie] Double Wings

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A kiss, such an ordinary action, can actually bring him such a big shock... Clewis was a little confused.A person may kiss a beautiful flower far away from a puddle of water on the ground, but he would not kiss a puddle of water on the ground far away from a beautiful flower.What did that kiss represent?

No, regardless of what the kiss signifies, the act itself is attractive enough.

Except for the heat and humidity, he didn't seem to feel anything special... Perhaps the soft and wonderfully elastic touch of Jules' lips was one of his gains, but every tiny movement just now made his whole body tremble. Trembling, as if in a dream.Cleves couldn't contain his ecstasy at all, elated like a madman, like he'd finally escaped from the Holy Land.

However, Jules' refusal just now made him uneasy, and there was still a troubled look on his face.

"Julius?"

There was an unconcealable depression on that face, "Someone is waiting for us outside..."

"It's not too late." Clevers' joyful expression faded, "Just a moment."

"I...I'm sorry, Clavis," Jules apologized in a low voice, "That...was my fault."

Clevers slowly approached Jules again with a stubbornness that was unwilling to let it go.He turned his face away from the kiss.

"You're not really stingy with a kiss, Jules."

Jules didn't deny it, but said quietly, "Let's... forget what happened just now?"

"Forget it completely, and pretend it's not the case?"

"Correct."

"You can't do it."

"...Maybe so," Jules seldom lied. On the one hand, he was unwilling, and on the other hand, he was not good at it.He admitted in a low voice that he couldn't completely forget it, "I can't forget it... I have to work hard..."

Clavis stared at him coldly, "Do you regret it?"

"Yeah, I shouldn't have done that."

"That's ugly to you?" Clevers asked persistently, knowing that it wasn't.What Jules had just said came back to his mind.I clearly love him in my heart, but just because he is a man, so... "Is it disgusting? Is it unbearable?"

"No." Jules looked into his eyes and answered briefly, then lowered his head again, staring at his fingertips, "Even if we can't forget it, we can..." He changed his words, "We You also 'should' treat what happened just now...as a beautiful dream."

"It's really beautiful." Kravis still looked at him, "You know why I asked for it."

Jules, who has never had much patience, got a little angry, "Yes, you are not simply greedy and persistent for a kiss, you are afraid that I will retreat..."

"But you know this, but you still have to retreat...I can't do it, Jules. What happened just now was indeed beautiful, but it was not a dream...It clearly happened, it really happened between us But..." Klevis stretched out his index finger, gently caressed Jules' lips, and sneered again, "You actually want me to treat it as a dream."

Jules didn't answer anymore, and waved his hand away angrily, leaning his back against the handrail of the steps, avoiding the meeting of eyes.

"The person who said he loved me just now is so indifferent..."

"It doesn't make any difference whether I say it or not, Clevis." Jules retorted in a low voice, "You and I know these things well, you knew my heart was right, right to you...you knew I can't possibly make any oversteps..."

"That's different!" Klevis stood up staggeringly, "Everything I know, everything I imagine...how can I compare it with what actually happened? I came to the Holy Land after a long journey. In the past 20 years, only during that period of time did I really feel happy... because it happened between you and me, not in my dream." He stared down at Jules' face, almost like a sentence His crime, "Can you feel it? Can't."

Jules looked at him warily, with a puzzled and puzzled look on his face, as if he couldn't understand what he said.

Clavis couldn't help but sneered again, "It's you who like to live only for His Majesty, completely abandon all private dreams, and enjoy it, not me. Jules, it's not enough for you to sacrifice yourself? Are you dragged into the water too? Seeing me as world-weary and negative like a walking dead, what does it make you feel? Isn’t the patron saint under your command dedicated to His Majesty enough to satisfy you? Even the humble desire to love someone Is it necessary to deprive you to fulfill your sense of satisfaction?"

"Did I say that the patron saint is qualified to love?" Jules pursed his lips, and his tone became tougher, "I don't remember that the patron saint can have such selfishness."

He said it as if he had no feelings in him.

"...is this your wish?"

"this is what we are supposed to do."

"Very well...as you wish, Jules. From now on, I will not provoke you again..." Clewis pressed the wound on his left side that was still bleeding, and walked downstairs, "I don't want to See your face again."

He walked down the stairs from Jules with a blank expression, and out of the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of the frowning man reaching out to him, but retracted the moment his fingertips were about to touch the corner of his clothes.

Clewis did see Jules' hesitation, but couldn't sympathize with his contradiction, and walked to the door indifferently.

The door that was restricted by some kind of restriction still couldn’t be pushed open. Clewis pressed the door, watching the strange shadow in the crack of the door slowly fade away little by little. His last chance.He barely resisted the urge to turn his head back, but still couldn't help secretly watching Jules' every move.

It's just that he didn't seem to want to seize this opportunity, and kept silent all the time.

Finally, Jules asked him in a low voice, "It's been like this for 20 years... Didn't you come here too? Could it be that the kiss just now can only bring you pain?"

"There will only be more pain in the future."

"Clevis..."

"Everyone who said they love me don't want me... Jules, I can't face you anymore."

As soon as Kravis finished speaking, the door that was holding on to him was released.It seems that with the 'death' of 'Wu Bo', the enchantment of the black forbidden land set up in this house has completely faded away.Without further hesitation, he pushed open the door, and Jules called his name behind him.

He faltered in his steps, feeling his eye sockets were hot, he quickly quickened his pace, and walked out of the red brick house.

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The afterglow of the setting sun was suddenly bright, and Klevis squinted his eyes and turned his head to avoid the dazzling light.Many people outside the garden of the brick house stretched their necks to look at him. A series of questions flooded him, and he walked straight over, turning a blind eye to everything.

Jules' calm voice sounded behind him, "Don't disturb him, let him go."

...are you still so calm?

Clevers sneered silently, and walked down the hill through the crowd until he was away from the crowd, "Lumiere," he whispered to the people behind him, "don't follow anymore."

He rarely said that.Usually when he was alone, he would still allow Lumiere to stay by his side. Lumiere would not disturb him rashly, and never bothered him. Moreover, he was the only voice in his silent world.

But right now he couldn't face anyone.

Lumière stopped in his footsteps, and his tone was very soft, with a hint of pleading, "Please let me treat your wound."

Cleves did feel Lumiere's concern for him, but could not respond. "It's not necessary." He had already turned around when Wubo's sharp knife stabbed him, and the wound was not too deep. "I'll take care of it myself."

Lumière didn't insist any more, and slowed down his pace meekly, following at a long distance from Kravis until he watched him enter his own Moonlight Mansion.

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Klevis also entered his room as if wandering, passed among the maids who came to inquire out of concern, walked into the bedroom and closed the door tightly.

Mother loves him, but mother loves this universe even more, and abandons him because of the dark Sacria in him; Angeli loves him, but Angeli loves her destiny as a queen more, and abandons him... …even Jules.What Jules loves more is the duty he is proud of. He, Cleves, is nothing in front of the three words of patron saint.

No one in this world wants him.

He couldn't talk to anyone anymore, he couldn't think about anything anymore, he fell into a vulnerability he had never experienced, and felt like he was going to cry.He folded his clothes and fell on the bed, and threw his body heavily into the quilt. He felt clear pain all over his body, but he didn't care.

He must quickly escape to that world...

Your Majesty blesses, keep Olivier's dream Saquelia away from him tonight.He doesn't need dreams, he just wants the world where nothing exists.He staggered and walked alone in that world. After many, many years, no one heard of him, only the dark silence, accompanied by a faint elegant fragrance.From now on, he still only needs this world, and the people around him have nothing to do with him...

Backfired.

Clavis had a dream.

What he dreamed was a long time ago. In the dream, the little blond boy with a serious expression was sitting on the armchair that was too high for him in the duty room, with his short legs dangling in the air. , with unconcealable panic.

'Don't hold back, I need to know what's going on... why is Cadiz missing? '

"Master Jules, please don't ask too many questions, and have a good rest here with Mr. Clavis..."

'This is by no means a rest... clearly a refuge. "Little Jules jumped off the chair, and the little Clavis who was sitting next to him quickly jumped off after him, and put his right hand into the left hand that his little companion stretched out to hold him, "Let's go out. '

The blond-haired child led the black-haired child out of the duty room aggressively, raised his head, looked at the adult's height, and asked his guard captain in a stern tone, "Tell me, San Cadiz, the guardian of green Where? '

'Master Jules, please...'

'tell me. '

'...Forgive me, Lord Jules, we may have to give up Lord Cadiz...'

'...is it a difficult situation to deal with? '

"Yes," Elliot said more directly, "if Lord Cadiz's spaceship is not blown up immediately, it will crash directly in the range of the Divine Bird Palace in half an hour, and His Majesty will be directly affected. We must Immediately sacrifice the card...'

Jules raised his voice to refute, 'You must never give up your majesty's patron saint!Even if the entire palace is razed to the ground, Cadiz must be rescued safely. '

'But the explosion will destroy the entire holy place...'

'Evacuate all personnel including the patron saint from the Star Gate, and I will ask His Majesty to take emergency refuge.Do as I say! '

Clavis followed Jules and accompanied Her Majesty the Queen to leave the Holy Land quickly through the Star Trail that only the Queen and the Patron Saints have always been able to use.Cleves remained silent along the way, and Jules did not say a word, but the elderly Her Majesty the Queen spoke first, affirming the decision Jules had made.

'Your decision is right, Jules, the Patron Saint is an important existence, more than anything else. '

'It was kept hidden when Cadiz was in danger... Just because Clavis and I are only seven years old, don't we need to tell us these things? '

'They'll all change little by little. '

Jules replied grimly, 'I'm not trusted. '

The queen said curtly, 'But I trust you, Jules. '

'His Majesty……'

Klevis, who had been silent all this time, suddenly stretched out his short arms and hugged his chief, 'I trust you too. '

'You trust me? '

'I will always trust you, Jules. ’ said Cleves, then seven years old, in his childlike voice, ‘always. '

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