Law of the Dragon

"Is this okay?" Thakro asked after Gabriel left.

Eros looked out of the window, and there was a dense greenery here, but suddenly there was a feeling of being too heavy to breathe.He stood up suddenly, stood at the window and looked out.

"What's wrong?" asked his knight, following up. "You look..." something is wrong.

"Gabriel..." Eros murmured the name, then turned to look at Thakro, "That guy is Gabriel!"

"He gave his name from the very beginning," Thakro looked at him strangely, as if the dragon had just realized it now, "Is there any problem with his name?"

"That's not what it means," Eros waved his hand unconsciously and said, "I just suddenly remembered this person's name."

"name?"

"Gabriel...he just talked to us in the common language of the mainland, but Gabriel's name I know is spoken in the dragon language and the elf language," Eros shrugged and said, "Of course, we He was called by another name before."

Su Keluo suddenly became interested. Just as there are various legends about darkness in the light camp, it seems that there are also various rumors about the God of Light in the dark camp, so he asked curiously: "What do you call him?"

"Smiling Featherbearer," Eros replied.

He used the language of the Dragon Clan, so he translated it in Common Tongue.

"I don't understand." Thakro said frankly.

Eros still remembers the origin of this title, 300 years is not a long time, and he is not one of those old dragons in the clan who suffers from Alzheimer's disease.

"The meaning of the feather holder is translated by us as a feather-like figure," Eros gestured, "Although that name sounds nice, but he is a brutal guy—the smiling killer of the God of Light."

Then Eros described to him what a ruthless guy he was, how he beat his companions violently, how he tortured and abused their will, and other atrocities, and then concluded, "The God of Light is really a heinous god! "

Sa Keluo certainly disagreed. Although the other part of his blood was still a bit confused about the camp, but since he grew up in the camp of light, such slander was simply unbearable!

"Enough!" he cried, and glared at Eros.

Eros spoke halfway before he was stopped by the other party, and turned to look at Sa Keluo with some confusion: "But I haven't finished speaking yet, the guy who was skinned by him has been howling on the pole for three days and three days. I am willing to give up at night..."

"I admit that Gabriel may be a bit cruel, but this has nothing to do with the God of Light! He is a great god who loves all living things!" Although Sa Keluo didn't like the church, but he liked the God of Light—so Let's just say, the God of Light is the only existence other than the king who cannot allow others to slander him, not even the king!

"What's the use of love?" Eros asked confusedly, "Don't you know that the gods don't have love? The gods of light are the same as the gods of darkness. They just represent a kind of power. In the realm of gods, they can't have love. Love Ah, beauty, tolerance, honor, etc., are all fabricated by your human church."

In the early years, he silently swore in front of the statue of the God of Light that if anyone dared to slander his belief, his white gloves would always be reserved for him, and he must pay the blood price for his inappropriate remarks!Of course, until now, he also thinks so, but...if the person who slandered the God of Light was replaced by the young man in front of him——

Isn't it natural for the dark race to slander the God of Light? How can he control the opinions of the other camp?

After he found a reason for himself, he despised himself a little in his heart.

"I think we should change the subject," Thakro said. Although he wouldn't bother Eros because of this matter, it's still uncomfortable for the other party to insult the God of Light, "Gabriel Brother, what shall we do?"

Eros didn't worry about this matter at all: "Oh, I remembered, his brother... After they send it, it's fine to throw it to someone to discipline. What do you think of Hasen?"

"I think Hasen is great!" Thakro immediately agreed, "Although Hasen is not a dark creature, but his uncle has a good relationship with dark creatures, maybe the elf prince can learn a lot from him!" Although Hasen's Uncle has been killed by Hasen, but this is still a stain on their family. They can use this to threaten Hasen and ask him to provoke the responsibility of taking care of the children.

The two saw approval in each other's eyes, and finally decided to wait until they returned to the imperial capital before telling Hasen the sad news.

The matter was decided so happily, but Hasen, who was wandering in the garden, didn't feel it.

The group stayed in the forest valley for three or four days. After all, the matter of the dam has been handed over to the elves, and Prince Gabriel has already let the technicians set off, and the humans will only play an auxiliary role.It's not that they shirk their responsibilities, but that the elves don't like others to intervene in this regard. They just like a strange creature that they complete the project from beginning to end.

"No carving, no decoration, no hollowing, and no gem inlay!" Eros asked Gabriel again, "I don't want to walk on the embankment, just like walking in the corridor of the palace!"

Gabriel suppressed a smile and said, "Well, there will be no gems without carvings, I promise."

After getting the guarantee from the other party, Eros nodded with satisfaction, and asked, "How long will it take to finish?"

Gabriel thought for a while and said, "It's hard to tell. I'm not an expert in this field. I probably need to survey the terrain first. We're not very familiar with the three districts. Then we'll do engineering planning, formulate a feasible plan, and then start Do it." Seeing Eros' disappointed expression, he said, "I'll let you know when the time is set."

Eros turned and sat on the sofa next to him and said, "Are you helping humans build dams just for your brother's sake?"

"We need to improve our relationship with humans," said the elf prince softly. "It's been 300 years... don't you think it's almost time?"

"...I think it's still early," Eros turned his head and looked out the window, where the shadows of the trees were whirling, as if even the hostility in his heart had calmed down, "No one will move until the magic element is active." Light and Darkness There is bound to be a war. As long as there are creatures on this continent, the struggle between the God of Light and the God of Darkness will never stop.

"Then we can have a good exchange of feelings," Gabriel said closer to him.

Eros subconsciously leaned his body back. Although his power was sealed, his resistance to light creatures did not weaken at all: "Don't be stupid, will you communicate with your prey?"

"Occasionally." Gabriel replied with a smile, looking at Eros with dark green eyes, making Eros feel uncomfortable all over.

"Anyway, I won't," Eros said coldly. He really wanted to jump up and beat this guy up. After all, the guy had already crossed a safe distance, and that handsome face was less than a hand away in front of him. For dark creatures, it is definitely a provocative distance-but now Eros has no power at all.If the other party is so close!He also... has no choice.

"Of course, there's nothing wrong with communicating once in a while..." Eros said compromised, strength is the strongest support of dark creatures, but now it's gone, so I have to temporarily abandon dignity and integrity.

"What kind of dark creature are you? Why can't I see it at all?" The elf prince stared at Eros with great interest, and put his hands on the armrest of the chair, forming a completely surrounded state. He wrapped the blond boy in his arms.

That's because I was firmly sealed!Eros shouted in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it. Once he said it, he might be obliterated. He is a person who has witnessed the cruelty and power of the "smiling feather bearer".So he hesitated again and again, he coughed lightly, and said cautiously: "Is the issue of race necessary? I think that in this safe period, there is no need to consider the issue of race at all. You can communicate with each other with confidence..."

"Really?" The elf prince narrowed his eyes slightly, and moved closer to Eros, "Although I think it's better for everyone to get to know the essence, but since you said that, I also began to think that race is not a question of communication... "

Why does it sound so hair-raising!

Eros was stuck on the high-back chair, and there was nowhere to retreat, but that damned elf approached again and again, almost forcing himself to slap him twice!

"I'm curious, why would you be the king of a human country?" The elf prince continued to ask, although it was a question, but he asked in a casual tone, as if he didn't care about the answer to the question, "Look, I just want to know more about you, if you don't want to say it, I won't force you..."

Eros clenched his fists, and couldn't stand the itchy feeling of the opponent's breath blowing against his ears. In his life, it was the first time for him to let a light creature—no, a living creature get so close to him!He had imagined before how he would meet the killer of the God of Light, it should be a murderous battlefield, not such an ambiguous room!He doesn't even want to think about the result now, he just wants to kick this person who is stuck on him away——

The door carved with exquisite patterns fell down with a "bang", but fortunately the sound of hitting the velvet floor was not too loud.Duke Sacre stood in front of the fallen door, looked innocently at the two people in the room, and held a cup of black tea in his hand.

"Cough...well," he coughed twice with his fist against his lips, pretending to be choked by the dust, and then said guiltily, "I just knocked on the door, you must have heard the knock Already... I think it should be more rigorous in architecture, and always use hollow patterns for decoration, which will affect its durability!"

When he finished speaking, he found that no one answered, so he asked his king: "We are having afternoon tea, and there are muffins and cakes made by the elves. Would you like some?"

Eros finally came back to his senses, looked at Sacre as if he was looking at a savior, stretched out his hand and gently pushed away the elf prince who was pressing on him-he tried to be as inconspicuous as possible, after all, his power is only quite ordinary now. human beings!

"I want muffins, not cakes," he said seriously, and then rushed from the elf prince's arms to the Duke's side, took a sip of the black tea, "it's a bit weak."