[Comprehensive] Demon Fox Hiding Horse

"Diarmuid?!"

Kurama's tone was full of surprise.

"you're awake?"

——Different from the previous emergency short-lived awakenings, this time, Kurama clearly felt the majestic and strong magic power of his heroic spirit.

This is not possessed by the projection of heroic spirits in the world with the help of the Holy Grail, and it should only appear on the bodies of heroic spirits.

If he hadn't been completely freed from the influence of slumber, it would be impossible for Diarmuid to have such an aura.

And I vaguely recall the mysterious ball of light that uninvited me into the mini Heroic Seat when I went to Northern Europe with Hades in the world of Saints to find the golden slate left by the Creator God...

At that time, the letter that Zangma received from Diarmuid clearly stated that it would take at most a few months for the spearman to wake up smoothly, but he didn't want to spend more than five years in the world of Naruto, but Zangma He has never been able to usher in the true return of his own heroic spirit.

The demon fox is naturally not in a hurry and worried about this, but although the information from the mini Heroic Seat is vague, it has been conveying a main theme very steadily, that is - Diarmuid is not in trouble.

From the ambiguous information, Kurama could barely tell that the energy density that had crashed into the mini Heroic Seat was somewhat higher than his own Heroic Spirit's expectations, so although he had absorbed enough energy from it to wake him up from a deep sleep, but The remaining part is not something that the spearmen can really stop if they want to stop absorbing.

So in order to digest and absorb this part of the excess energy, Diarmuid had to sleep for a longer time in the mini-seat of heroes. Until today, until now, it is considered that he has fully awakened from his long sleep in the true sense. ...

The eyes of the black-haired hero looking at Kurama were as gentle as water waves.

"My lord... Kurama-sama..."

His tone and expression were extremely gentle and softly responded to Kurama's call, but in contrast, he ruthlessly shot the white ray that was blocked by him and attacked Kurama with a single shot. The ferocious action of flying out!

"Where are you bastards! How dare you use such a cheap method to attack my lord!"

——The moment his eyes turned to the white ray that was "stuck back" into the ball of light on the coffee table by his powerful blows, they suddenly became cold and sharp. The power of the "brilliant appearance" of the strange beauty of the mind is fully bloomed at this moment!

"The chief knight of the Fiona Knights, Diarmuid Audina, the servant of my lord, is here! Despicable thing! Summon your lord to fight with me!"

Two guns, one red, one yellow, one long and one short, pulled out a gorgeous and elegant gun flower in front of him. The heroic spirit of the guns pursed his thin lips and looked like a torch. The whole person looked like a sharp knife drawn out of its scabbard. No no no!

"Diarmuid is so handsome!"

——I don’t know when Mo Kena sneaked out of the bedroom. The small body was held in front of the chest by Pluto’s single palm, and the little fleshy hand held his cheek, with a look of intoxication (?).

A certain majesty lowered his head and looked at him inexplicably upon hearing this.

Bai Tuanzi raised his head and looked at him innocently.

"What?"

He tilted his head cutely with blank eyes.

Hades' eyes met his for a few seconds, and suddenly, with a slight force of his hand, he easily messed up the little guy's soft fur that had just been wiped dry and straightened by the Tibetan horse...

"Ah~ Hades hates it!!"

Bai Tuanzi screamed and twisted in Pluto's palm.

The black-haired god continued to rub him without changing his face.

Soon, the ticklish little guy was completely subdued, lying limply in the palm of His Majesty's hands, he didn't even bother to struggle.

A faint smile slipped through the deep emerald eyes of Pluto's lake-like calm green eyes, which stopped his movements.

Raising his eyes, he met his lover's eyes full of understanding and helplessness, as well as the confused and vigilant gaze from the handsome hero who claimed to be his lover's "follower". The corner of the mouth is calm and composed.

"My lord, this is...?"

——Diarmuid's attention was immediately shifted from the small ball of light that was no longer threatening to the aura that occasionally "accidentally" leaked out, although the aura was extremely restrained, it was still so terrifying that it made people shudder down the spine. On the body of His Majesty Hades.

Yingling's expected attitude of deep alert and his lover's obviously deliberate "childish" behavior made Yaohu shake his head helplessly and amusedly.

Taking a step forward, reaching out to press the gunman's tense shoulders, Yaohu thought for a while, and decided to tell the truth about his lover's identity to his heroic spirit.

"This is Hades. My lover."

He spoke softly, as if he hadn't noticed the extremely obvious stiff touch coming from his hand at the moment when his lover's name was said by him——

"That's right. It's 'the' Hades you thought of."

"...!!!!"

——The black-haired Heroic Spirit's eyes widened in astonishment, and the whole room became extremely quiet for a moment...

***

The gunman, whose world view was severely impacted, finally went back to his room to rest with extremely vain steps.

So in this way, there are only four people left in the living room, Zangma, Hades and Death Sleeping God.

--ah!wrong!

It also needs to add a mokona that was woken up.

The little guy was contentedly held in the arms of the Tibetan horse, eating the exquisite snacks fed by the demon fox with relish, and his carefree, happy and contented appearance made a certain Death God feel an inexplicable stomachache...

"This little guy definitely did it on purpose just now?"

He reached out and poked his blond brother beside him.

Even if His Majesty ruffled the soft fur all over his body maliciously, it was not so unbearable that he screamed and laughed so loudly.

The reason why this group acted so exaggeratedly... is actually to attract the attention of that Diarmuid, right?

——Although Thanadus prefers the simple and rude method of directly crushing the opponent with his strength rather than planning and planning, it does not mean that he is really brainless.

Hypnos was very relieved to think this way, while stretching out his hand to catch Death's dishonest paw: "If you see it, shut up."

Hypnos could probably guess what the black sesame stuffed dumpling was thinking.

But just because he could guess a little bit, Hypnos was even more unwilling to let himself and Thanadus be implicated.

--joke!

The dumpling was guarded by the Empress of the Underworld, and she was very good at controlling her senses, even if she occasionally did something a little out of line, it would never be to the extent that she would be hated by His Majesty.

But the same thing, if he and Thanadus do it...

I thought that because of the nickname "Her Majesty the Queen of the Underworld", I and Thanadus had to leave His Majesty's side for five years (of course, there is also a reason why they really need to go out to perform their own tasks. ), Hypnos, who is inclined towards the rational and ascetic handsome face, has a more restrained smile on his face, leaving only a familiar "soft" smirk for his stupid brother——

"Did you hear?"

"..." Thanadus nodded silently.

If it wasn't for the fact that Hypnos still held his palm tightly, he would have left the table right away!

I always feel that after being told by Hypnos, the next development seems to be very...subtle?

——The black-haired Grim Reaper with unparalleled wild (?) intuition turned his face away, no prestige.

Sleeping God squeezed his palm.

The petty movements between the two did not escape at all—or rather, they did not try to avoid the eyes of Kurama and Hades.

Seeing this, Pluto and Yaohu looked at each other in a very tacit understanding.

then……

There is no more ==

Different from Thanadus and Hypnos' contradictory expectations and fears, the next topic between them did not revolve around the spearmen who had just appeared, or what happened in the previous scene. unfolded, but turned back to the one that was being discussed when Kurama returned to the living room after taking care of Mokona—

"This thing...what the hell?"

Kurama stretched out his hand and flicked the small ball of light that seemed to be completely surrounded by some invisible energy field.

The moment his fingertips touched the surface of the light sphere, the white mist permeating the sphere violently moved violently, hitting, roaring and rolling extremely violently in the transparent sphere, as if trying to fight hard break free...

Seeing this, the demon fox raised the corners of its mouth slightly.

"The same trick, do you think it will work for us twice?"

He said with a smile, and flicked the ball back and forth with his fingers, making it spin and roll uncontrollably on the smooth glass tabletop.

The force of the white mist in the sphere, which was forced to rotate randomly along with the ball, became more fierce.

The smile on the corner of Zang Ma's mouth deepened.

"Before... I really underestimated you."

He said cheerfully in a tone that seemed both emotional and gratifying.

This abnormal emotion caused the crazy counterattack of the white mist in the small ball to pause for an instant.

However, the demon fox didn't care about it.

"Although it's just the most fragile little enchantment that you set up casually, but you can turn it into a decoration so quietly..."

Having said that, Yaohu paused for a moment, and then he raised his head, looked at the opposite side with a gentle face, trying to minimize the presence of himself and Thanadus, hoping that he and Hades must not Noticing the blond sleeping gods of both of them—

"How is it, Hypnos?"

he said softly.

"Is this... not very meaningful and valuable for research?"

"Uh……"

The god who was asked was slightly startled when he heard the words.

But soon, he suddenly woke up, and the standard Xueba expression that has become familiar to Tibetan horse slowly appeared on his face...

"of course!"

——While responding like this, he stretched out his hand and took the trembling transparent light ball from the demon fox without hesitation. The expression of the blond god can't be seen clearly in the backlight, and the only thing that can be seen is the corner of his mouth It was evoked in an instant, that strange arc that sent chills down the spine...

"It's really interesting..."

He whispered softly with a smile on his face.

***

While Kurama and the others were discussing the distribution of their loot (?), on the other side, on the roof of a certain tavern not far from the hotel where they stayed...

A handsome blond man wearing lavender glasses and a skateboard boy with a pair of big headphones hanging around his neck were standing in the middle of the empty rooftop, relatively speechless.

"Brother Shishu's... where did... go?"

The skater boy's lips trembled again and again, but no matter how many times he tried, he was still unable to say the word "corpse".

Picking up the dV player that fell aside, the blond young man who saw everything that happened before turned his face away from the recorded screen, not knowing how to answer.

Is this an accident, or... a conspiracy against Barbara, against Zun?

The young man lowered his head and looked at the old-fashioned dV machine that was nestled in his hands and was almost cracked by unconscious force——

Duo Liang...