[Angie] Double Wings

Chapter 079 ◇ A Long Talk Under the Night Wind

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Jules jumped out of the bed and used his vision to confirm that Kravis was really not on the bunk, breaking out in a cold sweat.He ran to the door of the bathroom with bare feet, Clevis was obviously not inside, but Jules still subconsciously walked into the bathroom, and turned on the faucet in a trance, as if the patron saint of darkness would flow from there like.

The stimulation of being exposed to the cold water made him sober for three minutes, and Jules immediately felt the existence of the dark Sakria.Startled, he raised his head and looked up, quite hesitant.Since he became the patron saint at the age of five, as long as he thinks about it, he can feel the clear existence of the dark Zakria day and night... unless the patron saint of light and darkness is not in the holy land.At the same time, he could also tell the difference between Kravis's Dark Zakria and Shion's Dark Zakria in the blink of an eye.This feeling is too familiar to Jules, and he will never admit it.

But... what was Clavis doing on the roof?

The Saklia on his head was magnified many times, it was still active, and it was extremely vivid.Could it be that Kravis can find the precise location in such a ghostly place and release his own Zakria?

He has not received His Majesty's order...

Jules left the bathroom, sat down and grabbed his classic sandals to wear, but in a trance, he always couldn't put them on well.Forced himself to calm down, he looked down and saw that the ankle strap was blocked by his trousers... He was so flustered that he didn't even know whether he was wearing a robe or trousers when he couldn't see Kravis ?

Putting on his boots hastily, Jules stood up while leaning on the table, only to realize that a key was missing on the table.

No mistake, Cleves went out of his own volition, not by accident.

In addition to being relieved, Jules actually felt sad... He left out of his own will, from his side.Once Clavis had decided not to want him, what was he going to do to keep a lover who had been discouraged by himself?

Jules took his key and walked to the door at the rear of the last car.The lock that had been opened by Kravis hung there empty, looking pitiful.Jules stuffed the key into his trouser pocket and pushed the door open.The night wind blowing outside the door blows his blond hair, he squints his eyes and glances up, and finds a row of welded cross bars on the outside of the car body, grabs one of them and moves his body outside. closed the door.

The trailer was not moving fast, and Jules hung outside the car, turning his head and gestured to the Glory Guard guarding them, expressing that everything was safe.His loyal sergeant of the guard slightly leaned over as a gesture, and shrank back into the one-compartment car.

After climbing a few steps, Jules suddenly began to worry... What if Clavis wasn't alone?Wouldn't it be reasonable to have Lumière by his side when he was depressed?He stopped his movements, hung his body outside the car like this, was stunned for a while, and managed to pluck up the courage to climb up.

Cleves was on the roof of the third car, alone.

That's right, Jules thought reassuringly, he wasn't with Cleves, and Lumiere wouldn't be 'filling in' for him, he wasn't the same Lumiere was to Cleves. Existence may be both important, but they have different meanings.

Lumière is irreplaceable... Jules is the only one who can fill the void in Clavis's heart, and no one else.

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Jules carefully lightened his footsteps, not wanting to wake up Oscar and Lumière who were resting in the fourth carriage.

"Cravis?"

The person sitting in front was slightly stunned, turned his head and looked at him, his expression was still very cold, and the powerful aura in the air also stopped at the same time, "Are you here?"

He forced a smile, feeling his expression was stiff, "What are you... doing? What's wrong with your Sakria?"

Cleves looked at him suspiciously for a while, as if judging his sincerity.But Jules really showed genuine concern both in his heart and on his face.He looked at it for a while, then sighed, "The situation is not very good recently, and my mind is very messy. Maybe it's because of this," Clevers pointed to his chest, "I think my Zaclia is too full, so I need to tidy it up a little bit. "

Jules didn't answer for a moment, and Cleves also guessed that he didn't understand.His depression was still there, but he couldn't bear to ignore his lover who was thousands of miles away, so he sighed to himself and stretched out his hands in front of him.

His hands stretched out in midair seemingly meaninglessly, as if performing some mysterious magic.

After only one or two seconds, Jules immediately felt that the dark Sacria in Kravis's body was agitating violently, and the intensity made him start to worry.If so many dark Sacrias were released like this, not to mention this planet, the main star might not be unaffected. Even if he was by Clavis' side, he was not sure that he could temporarily stabilize his power.

'...He is too powerful, I...want to surrender under his power...' Jules suddenly remembered Donald's words.

"Don't worry." Kravis whispered to reassure him.

Jules calmed down, and immediately felt the intense churning of Dark Sarklia, which only occurred in Klevis' body. The real Dark Sakria never left Kravis' body. What came out... What was filling the air just now was not the breath of Sacria, it should be the fluctuation of Clewis' own soul, and that breath did not have the effect of Zakria.

"Wouldn't you be uncomfortable like this, Cleves?"

"No." He was able to speak easily in this situation, "It's very comfortable, lift it up a little and tidy it up...it will be calm when it's put away."

"...Your description is very strange."

Clewis laughed, "Is it? I feel more and more that Zakria is a very specific power. Pick it up, put it away...it's no problem."

Donald's words, 'He's too strong...' came back to Jules.

Jules cleared his throat, "Are you feeling better?"

"Hmm..." Clewis hesitated for a moment, then raised his head to look at him, "Don't take what you just said to heart."

Now Jules had another line going on in his head, 'I'm still going to try to get close to you, anyway I'm... bitch. '

He didn't answer, but shook his head vigorously, trying to get the words out of his head.

"Julies, I... didn't mean to make you... feel bad."

"Ah, I know. You didn't mean to."

"But I still make you feel bad."

Jules walked up to Clavis and changed the subject, "I stay here...will it bother you? Clevis? I know you might want to be alone."

"Original thought."

"Then I'll go down first..."

"No." Kravis pulled him back, "Sit here with me for a while, I want to see the moon, or," Kravis held the arm only wrapped in a thin shirt, "if you Feeling cold, I'll go down with you."

"If you go down here, do you still need someone to accompany you? It's not very high..."

"I mean, don't climb up and down alone." He pointed to the two long legs that were wrapped in bandages or dressings. In case of more serious injuries..."

Jules pressed his forehead and sighed for a long time, "It was really a mistake not to ask you for help in divination before leaving the Holy Land... I went out with a sign of disaster."

Cleves shook his head, "Look at you, you're all wounded."

Jules sat down beside Clavis and sighed again.He always thought he was strong, and in fact he was, but he was still attached to the pity he saw in Clavis' eyes. Clevis understood the fragility beneath his appearance... He turned to look at Clavis face, wanted to speak, but paused again.Clewis' eyes were a little red, and he might have shed tears.The angry remark that Clewis made against himself during the dispute just now not only hurt Jules, but also hurt himself.

In the night wind, those deep eyes seemed to be unable to reach the bottom of the night sky, with no edge, no end... and no exit.

Clavis moved a little closer to him, stretched out his hand a few inches, then retracted it, and suddenly laughed mockingly, with a bitter meaning.He ducked his head, hiding those eyes under long lashes.

'I'm still going to try to get close to you, anyway I'm...a bitch. '

Jules shook his head again, but the words couldn't shake his mind, as if he wanted to take root here, echoing repeatedly.

"Cravis...do you still want to be near me?"

He didn't answer directly, but confessed in a hoarse voice, "Just now I've been thinking that my obsession with you will one day completely push me away from you..."

"No way." Jules bit his lip, thinking of his own thoughts, but to no avail.He didn't know what significance Kleves' kiss and touch had to him?I only know my most direct feelings.Zhu Lietan admitted his suffering just now, "Anyway... I don't want to find you on the upper bunk when I wake up."

Clewis frowned, "I didn't mean to threaten you, it's just..." He pointed to his chest, "It's hard."

"Whether you mean it or not, Clavis, the facts are right in front of you... You are No. 1 if you can successfully threaten my guardian of light, Saint Jules." Jules smiled wryly, but that smile Also with a sweet undertone, "I shouldn't have pushed you away, hurt you, made you avoid me...and it hurt me. So, the sensible thing to do is... I don't push you away. So the problem is solved."

He's too sensible... Clavis shook his head, "So, is there any specific solution to this rational approach? Why don't you force yourself not to push me away?"

"Cleves, when I pushed you away..." Jules suddenly trembled, "Actually, I just... At that time, I just said that I was not used to it."

"Are you afraid of me, Jules?"

"Just not used to it."

"I don't want to force you, I committed it myself..."

"Shut up, Clavis. The patron saint can't say such demeaning words, have you forgotten who you are?"

It is the identity of the patron saint again... Klevis sneered lightly, turned his head away, "I have no objection to you putting on airs as the patron saint of light on the right occasion."

"...Well, this is the wrong occasion. I'm sorry, Clavis," Jules suddenly grasped his arm, his voice was low but serious, "but, have you really forgotten who you are?"

"What do you want me to answer?" Klevis sneered, "Is the patron saint of darkness worthy of his duty at all times?"

"You are my lover."

He was taken aback, "Ah... yes."

"I..." Jules suddenly laughed and lowered his voice, "God knows how many eyes are looking at us now...I really want to hug you now."

"……say it again?"

"I really want to hug you, I really want to kiss you... You, you are my lover." Jules blushed, "You haven't answered my question just now, do you... still want to get close to me?"

"What if?"

"I swear in the name of Your Majesty, I will never push you away before dawn."

"...Don't swear in His Majesty's name." Klevis got up and held out his hand to Jules, "Come."

"There were at least twenty eyes staring at us all around us."

"The whole army knows that you are injured, so what's the point of helping you?" Kravis promised, "I will treat you better... so good that no matter how close we are, it will not look suspicious."

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