[Angie] Double Wings

Chapter 067 ◇The Fate of the Guardian Saints

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Oscar was taken aback, but Clavis actually begged him?He didn't hesitate, thinking reflexively that he couldn't intervene.He didn't know why, but he knew for sure that he had to back away at this moment, and he had to abandon his Master Jules...Although he was still worried about Jules' physical condition, Oscar still silently withdrew, pulling on the He opened the door and leaned against it blankly.

No sound could be heard in the sleeper, what happened to the adult he respected and worried about the most?

After an unknown amount of time, the door was opened again.

"Oscar, go ahead and get me a communicator."

"Master Clavis? Master Jules, he..."

"Go. I'm going to speak to Medical Officer Higlass."

Oscar rushed over quickly, brought the communicator back for Kravis, and contacted the Swan Troop for him.Cleves seemed to have completely calmed down, "Julies is fine, I won't say much about him... When he gets better, you can ask him yourself. You should recover your spirits when you go back, and tomorrow may be You come to work for Jules—if he agrees."

After finishing speaking, before Oscar could answer, he pressed the call button and asked, "Higglass?"

'Lord Clavis, I am undergoing surgery.I'm in a hurry, it's that lord's... Has the hidden danger happened again? "

"Yes. According to what you said, he is sane... Well," he answered Higlass' question, turned around and retreated to the berth, and closed the sliding door with his backhand. "His pulse is a little fast, but without you Speaking so fast... Is it complexion? Abnormal redness or cyanosis nothing. Hmm... I know."

Clavis interrupted the call, put down the communicator, and put a gentler smile on his stiff face.

"The medical officer said it was a normal attack. Don't worry...you're fine."

Jules lay quietly on his back, his eyes scattered and unfocused, staring blankly at the bottom of the upper bunk.After a long time, he responded in a low voice, "Oh... I see."

Clavis sat on the edge of the bed, grabbed Jules's hand and held it in his palm, "Before you had an attack, you were looking for me as soon as you entered the sleeper bed. It seems that you are still looking for me urgently... What's wrong?"

"There were a lot of casualties in the contact battle in the morning." Jules' face was still haggard, his whole body...especially his right arm and right leg were still in severe pain, "Even Oscar was injured..."

"So you put your sword on the neck of the enemy general and force him to surrender?"

"...I did something wrong." Jules bit his lower lip, "If you force a surrender like this, you will come back soon...I was too flustered at the time."

"Is it because Oscar was injured?"

Jules shook his head, glanced at Kravis, turned his head away again, and did not speak again.

Klevis suddenly understood what he couldn't say, "...my business has bothered you."

"A little... just a little." He understated the pressure Clewis put on him, "So I, I came to you because..." Jules hesitated to speak, and went to the bed She turned her head away, "Actually, I just want to see you."

"Fortunately, I saw you. Jules, what do you want me to do?"

"No... just see it, nothing."

"what can I do for you?"

Jules turned his head to look at Kravis, but the pair of blue eyes that were always sharp and bright lost their spirit at this moment, and he looked at him for a long time with his brows furrowed.

"Julies..."

"Can I kiss you?" He asked in a low voice, "Cravis? Or...can you kiss me?" This time the man with black hair turned his head away, and remained silent without answering.Jules' voice was softer, "Can you hold me? Or... you don't want to touch me at all now, Cleves?"

Clevers tried his best to restrain his body that was about to tremble, "There's a bowl of soup outside, I'll bring it in." He got up and walked outside the berth, and brought in the soup that he had put on the corridor floor earlier.Jules was still on the bed quietly, his thin body looking so helpless at the moment.

"Tang, Jules..." He managed to force out a little laughter, "Shall I feed you?"

"Don't be kidding." Jules reached out to take it, and barely sat up on the bed.He has a rigorous personality, and actually doesn't like eating on the bed, but he really needs to replenish his energy after being hungry for a long time, and he doesn't even have the strength to stand up now.Jules lowered his head and drank the still warm soup slowly, feeling that someone was slowly approaching behind him.

Jules bent his head even lower, almost into the bowl, trying to face as far inside as possible.Klevis knelt down behind him, and slowly wrapped his arms around his waist, "I'd be happy if I wanted to hug you."

"……Um."

Cleves raised himself up on his knees, he was much taller when he was kneeling, he bent his head, and kissed Jules's still brilliant blond hair, very lightly and slowly, but surely.Jules couldn't help reminding, "Be careful not to hit your head on the upper bed..."

"Well, I know." He lifted the long hair next to Jules' ear, and kissed his white auricle again, "If you want me to kiss you... I'd be happy too."

"...don't force yourself so much." After hearing this, Clewis made a gesture to let go, but Jules fell silent again.His face was still on the bowl in his hand, covering all his expressions, but he knew that Clavis would know...would know that he was smiling wryly now, laughing at himself why he craved all the tenderness of Kravis so much.

But Jules didn't let go of the warm hands around his waist, and still encircled his body softly, "To be honest... a coward named Clavis really wants to."

Jules swallowed the soup in his mouth, "Could it be that... this coward named Clavis is very good at holding grudges? Because I misunderstood him once, he has always held it in his heart?"

"Regarding this misunderstanding, it seems that some details need to be discussed..."

Clavis didn't tell the truth, but Jules seemed to vaguely understand that there was something wrong with the 'details' of the misunderstanding.He subconsciously evaded this question, "Is there any brooding about it?"

"There are no rumors about this, it's just that I'm a little timid."

"I have to talk to you..."

"Soup." Klevis reminded, "Drink it first."

Without further ado, Jules slurped up the bowl of soup in one gulp, "It's over." He stretched out his hand and put the bowl on the small bedside cabinet, then turned around and looked at the bowl seriously. Looking at Kravis, "Listen, I... really didn't mean to."

"Listen to you? Or...can you listen to me?"

The quiet Clavis wanted to speak up, which usually just meant 'something's wrong'.But Jules bit the bullet and agreed, "...you tell me."

Klevis took a moment to think about it, "You are not a man who is easy to compromise. You are very stubborn, keep your word, and it is not easy to change your decision."

Unusual opening statement... means that Kravis is going to have a long speech.Jules nodded cautiously, "Yes."

Clevers laughed, "Coincidentally, me too." His not-so-high smile had a kind of insightful sharpness, with a hint of sarcasm, "You don't accept that kind of thing, you think it's dirty and indecent Or whatever...you won't give in easily. But coincidentally, I'm stubborn too, and I want you, and nothing will change that. If you beat me up, hang me up and whip me a hundred times It's the same this time, even if another 1 years pass, I still want you. Although I don't have the ability to force you, I won't mess with you when you don't want to, because I respect you..."

"You call this respect?"

"I 'want' to want you, what's your business? I won't do anything to you..."

"I can't even think about it."

"...It's unreasonable. I thought in my mind, did it affect you?"

Jules blushed, pointed at his lower body, "That!"

"You yourself are not..."

"I didn't!" Jules' face turned redder, he didn't know what else to say, but he couldn't continue opening his mouth.Kravis pressed his shoulders and patted his back lightly.

"...No, no, don't get excited."

"You, your... that... that's too much."

Clavis was dissatisfied.He obviously let Jules all the time, and followed his will to hide things he didn't want to admit for him, but he actually gave such a reward, made things so difficult...

"Otherwise, what do you want me to do? Castrate yourself spiritually like you?"

"...You, you are talking nonsense! You..."

Clavis patted him on the back again, "You're excited again."

This action instead aroused Jules' competitive spirit.He took a deep breath, his eyes, which had been dim for a while, brightened again, and his clear voice was so sharp that it could hurt people, "I don't know how to speak restraint, it's rude."

"Impolite?"

"When were you allowed to be rude to me? The fact is... those words were really vulgar."

"But it's all the truth. Your... hasn't worked for a long time, right?"

Jules couldn't help but laugh, "... Could you be useful?"

"It didn't come in handy for any formal use." Klevis smiled contemptuously, "Julies, every time I hear the title of nine patron saints, I always have a feeling of irony... To be honest, calling the patron saints It’s almost the same as changing the name to a high monk. Nine of us...or maybe eleven. The eleven of us, including His Majesty and her assistant officer, are actually artificial ascetics who have been locked in prison for many years. In the closed environment of the Holy Land, you are required to maintain absolute purity in body and mind... This is actually very contrary to human nature."

"...Are you the new patron saint who just came to the Holy Land yesterday? I thought you had been the patron saint for 20 years. It's fine if you get used to this kind of thing?"

Clavis shook his head and thought for a while, "More than that... The Holy Land's requirements for the patron saint are really weird."

"I understand what you mean." Jules nodded, gently pressing his numb arm, "It was a very special situation when you took over as the patron saint of darkness..." The former patron saint of darkness.The failure of the Dark Sakria in Shion's body was sudden. The envoy of the Holy Land arrived at the border planet to find Clavis and told him that he had such a destiny. When he was formally accepted into the Holy Land as the patron saint, if the time of the Holy Land To calculate, this interval is only a few hours.At the time, Clavis was only six years old. "You didn't understand at the time why you were forced to separate from your mother..."

Clewis' face darkened, "I still don't understand."

"And I, since I left home and was taken to the Holy Land, I haven't used my last name again."

The matter of taking Clavis to the Holy Land was handled by Shion alone. Not only was Jules unaware of it in advance, but he also made things difficult for Clevis who had just arrived in the Holy Land.He was sure that it was not Jules' decision, but he still couldn't understand, "...why?"

"Wouldn't it be much better if you and your mother were brought to the Holy Land at that time?" Jules shook his head and smiled wryly, "The situation is the same for Marshall, if one of his sisters can accompany him to the Holy Land, He will adapt better. But that's not enough...One of the fates of the patron saint is loneliness. We, the patron saints, must serve His Majesty wholeheartedly, and use our own Zakria to assist His Majesty in maintaining this universe."

"...with all your heart?" Taking away the freedom of the patron saint, do you want to take away even your heart?

"Almost every generation of patron saints has never had a family, and patron saints cannot have relatives." Jules raised his head and looked straight into Clavis' eyes, with a stern expression that could suppress him.

Cleves did not speak, quietly waiting for Jules to pronounce the sentence.

"Even if there is, let's give up."

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