Law of the Dragon

Norman heard the sound of brisk footsteps, brushing against the green grass leaves in early spring, walking towards him with a carefree and free rhythm.

Then the sound of footsteps stopped, as if the person walking by did not exist at all.

"Father Almighty, please bless this land with prosperity, peace and tranquility." He said softly, ending his prayer with these words, then he opened his eyes and looked at the young man beside him.

It was a beautiful and delicate young man. His facial features were extremely delicate, and he looked a little neutral, but there was a kind of arrogance and self-confidence in the corners of his eyes and brows, which made his golden eyes look a little sharp.He bent over as if looking at the ancient statue of the God of Light. His long blond hair was simply tied behind his head, and now it slipped down from his back and neck. The sun shone from behind him, making his blond hair A luxurious glow.

"Have you finished praying?" The blond boy stood up straight and said with a smile, "I haven't seen anyone praying with such ancient gestures for a long time."

Norman was a little surprised: "You know these gestures...but you are so small..."

The other party was a little unhappy after hearing this: "Hey, do we look about the same age? I may know what you know, although I have no interest in this set."

Norman looked at him in bewilderment. The ancient religious etiquette became simpler because of people's numbness to a peaceful life. Sometimes it was just a simple action like putting hands together, but they forgot the power of faith, and faith is included in In that complex set of gestures.

But the contemptuous tone of the other party didn't seem to match his knowledge, so Norman guessed that this child should be a child from a noble family who had heard about these rituals but didn't take them seriously.

"Sorry," Norman smiled. He smiled politely. Many people said that he had a kind of humility and affinity beyond his age. "We are about the same age. I shouldn't question you like this. I'm sorry."

Throughout his life, Norman has been a stubborn, earnest kid, and his words are almost never contradicted, and his apologies for his remarks are pitifully seldom.But at this moment, who knows that he has done these things, only this young man of unknown origin, but what does it matter?

"It's okay," the other party was a little surprised, but then smiled, "I don't care much about being offended by others," he said tolerantly, "Because I have a good temper, you should meet my cousins, they Caring too much about what other people think.”

Of course, Norman didn't know how tough the other party's cousins ​​were. He only thought that this child should come from a huge family that doted on him, not to mention that he was still a child.So, he just smiled and nodded.

"This statue is very old." The boy commented standing on the grass with his hands behind his back, "but it looks like the most valuable in the whole church."

Norman nodded. He stood up, patted the grass clippings on the white robe, and said with a sigh: "This is the first time I came here, and it was built... more gorgeously than I imagined."

The boy tilted his head, and his hair scattered on his forehead was sideways, revealing his smooth forehead: "...is that a good thing?"

"I'm not sure," said Norman, shrugging his shoulders. "People's values ​​have begun to change. They always think that the more expensive the better, but for belief... it is a disaster."

"I know," the boy's tone showed some sympathy, "Human beings are easily confused, so they need faith to guide their direction, and wealth has replaced faith, which is fatal to human beings, but they don't know it."

Norman was a little surprised that he would say this. He originally thought that the other party was just an idle noble boy who stopped here with some self-righteous worldview.He may come from a family with a long history, but he is not yet old enough to realize this.

"What's your name?" The young man's cheerful voice interrupted his thoughts, "My name is Eros. My retainer said that communication between human beings should start with a name," he smiled.

"My name is Norman." Norman smiled, then stretched out his hand subconsciously, and gently held the other's hand, "Eros? Few people use this kind of name now." In ancient Chinese, Eros is violent and The meaning of greed, of course, in modern languages, it is just a name, Norman thought wildly, and then smiled and watched the other party shake hands with him awkwardly.

Then he saw the scary-looking ring on his hand. A spider with its teeth and claws wrapped in a piece of amber was inlaid on the ring as an ornament. It looked thick and evil, but on the boy's slender finger, A strange harmony emerges.

"This?" Eros raised the ring on his hand and said, "I just got it not long ago, uh, the process seems a bit bloody..." Death is all related to it. Before this, I don't know how much bloody history there is.

"Really?" Norman stretched out his hand, and touched the surface of the ring lightly with his white fingers, as gently as if he was wiping the dust off the surface of the ring, "I think your hobbies are really a bit...unusual, ’ He thought about the wording, then laughed, ‘It’s funny, though, isn’t it?’

"I think so too," Eros nodded with a smile. He seemed to have never had such a good impression on a human being. He had seen too much darkness and blood—after all, he came from there, but he seemed like a human being to this one. A young man like Wang Jingshui has a strange liking for him.

"By the way, is this your first time in the imperial capital?" Eros and Norman walked along the lake. The waterfowl here are probably used to seeing humans, so they didn't dodge when they saw them coming, they should eat It's time to drink.

Norman nodded, thinking it was a little funny: "Yes, I have always lived in the first district, so I came to the church here... Haha, I feel a little unaccustomed to it. It is not as serious as the first district, which is good."

Eros guessed that the other party came from District One. After all, District One is the center of the Church of Light, where the Pope is, and the wealth of the entire church is naturally there.Thinking of the church's money, Eros said longingly, "I'll go to the first district one day." He added in his heart.

"Compared to the imperial capital, District [-] is a little more serious," Norman said lightly. There was a trace of solemnity on his face, but then it was replaced by a smile, as if the moment just now was just an illusion of Eros.

"The imperial capital..." Eros thought for a while, and said happily, "Let me tell you, the slum area is not bad, maybe we can go there next time." He said while thinking about what excuse to disappear for a long time.

Norman smiled and nodded: "Okay."

They walked and talked until someone stepped into the garden.

Norman saw the white figure swaying in the distance, and turned to look at Eros: "Then, let's talk next time, I should go."

Eros nodded and waved him goodbye.

"Ah, there are good guys among humans," Eros said to himself, looking at the back of Norman and the priest in white.

However, he didn't get any response. He looked down at the ring, wondering if the dark businessman West Road had fallen asleep, or had gone on another errand.He walked nonchalantly for a while before heading back to the palace.

In the palace, Duke Sacre is waiting for Eros to return.

"Why are you still here?" Eros took a step back, "I've already been to the Church of Light," he said.

Thakro glanced at Eros, and suddenly reached out to grab his hand and looked at his ring.

Eros didn't expect that the other party would reach out his hand suddenly, and let him grab his hand without any precautions. He was stunned, then withdrew his hand suddenly, and stared at him fiercely: "Don't touch me! Humble human, get out of here!" Get out of my sight!" With that, he turned and walked towards his throne.

Why is he suddenly angry?Duke Sacre was a little puzzled, he just wanted to see if the ring had been sealed—is there any need to be so angry?It's not the first time he touched his hand, why is he like a cat whose tail was stepped on?

"Then, I will take my leave, Your Majesty." Duke Thaklow felt that it would be better not to be shot at the gunpoint now. There was no better choice than to retreat immediately. He performed a court etiquette, "Please rest well."

The other party looked at him with a cold face, as if looking at an annoying fly, so Sa Keluo had no choice but to turn around and leave.As he left the audience hall, he glanced back at Eros.

At this moment, the sun is setting.

The huge floor-to-ceiling windows in the audience hall introduced the blood-colored sunset, and the man sat alone on the magnificent and luxurious throne, his expression was cold and murderous, as if even the long golden hair behind him was stained with the smell of blood , and the scarlet velvet carpet looked like a road of blood laying on the ground, leading to the throne.

That kind of scene has a unique sense of gore and spooky magnificence, which is magnificent and impressive.

Sa Keluo was dazed for a while, then shook his head lightly, and left the audience hall.

Sa Keluo's departure did not make Eros feel better, he turned the ring unconsciously.

He has been in this human world for more than a year, and he has been the king of this country for more than a year. His daily life is to attend some meetings, read various reports, and resolve and adjudicate some conflicts.He was like this every day, and sometimes he forgot that he was a dragon from the dark abyss. That ordinary, boring, and peaceful life was eroding his heart bit by bit.Made him forget his own nature, clumsily thinking he could almost be a human.

Just like just now, he didn't even have any precautions against Sa Keluo, allowing the other party to grab his hand like this, naturally acting like a human being, and ignoring the danger.

He looked at his wrist that was held just now, there seemed to be a trace of warmth from Thakro's hand.

Eros took a deep breath, he didn't need such a temperature, because he had always been a cold-blooded reptile, and he was destined to be a creature of darkness, so it was impossible to integrate into the side of the light forces.