Law of the Dragon

The deceased coughed in embarrassment: "How can you slander people like this..." Before Hughes could speak, he pretended to be busy and walked to the window, "Well, it's started."

Hughes stood up funny and walked behind him: "Start what?"

The deceased did not speak. Hughes looked down and saw the long black hair of the deceased hanging down, reflecting the soft candlelight in the room. Because of the topic just now, the side of the neck that was not covered by the hair was also a kind of shameful pink, against the gray The robe glowed with an alluring luster.

He stretched out his hand and stroked it subconsciously. The other person probably felt itchy and shrank his shoulders slightly. Hughes could probably imagine that the other person's delicate brows would frown slightly.It feels like they're back when they were younger, 300 years ago, before all the love and hate...

But that was just an illusion, his fingertips could touch the other person's warm skin, but he was indeed cold.As early as 300 years ago, he died.

Hughes raised his head, his gray eyes narrowed, and now he finally knew what the dead man meant by "start".

The autumn night is very quiet, so quiet that there is only a cool breeze, quiet and beautiful, but the night fog from the forest slowly rises, slowly rushing towards the castle.

But the current wind direction is in the opposite direction. In principle, even if the night fog moves, it should follow the direction of the wind, but now, they spread here like ripples on the lake.

That kind of night mist carried an indescribable elegance, like a lightly dancing veil, they instantly enveloped the entire forest and engulfed the road leading to the castle at an incredible speed.

Soon, it became overwhelming, and the sky quickly darkened. They had risen to the third floor, but they stopped there, as if they could neither go up nor go forward.

"Oh, there is a master of enchantment in the castle," the dead man murmured.

However, the two brothers were so close that Hughes heard it for granted, so he had to ask, "What the hell are you doing?"

These strange night fogs are blocked outside the castle, it looks like there is some transparent glass blocking them, Hughes did not get an answer from the dead, his gray eyes looked at the night fog, these night fog overlapped In front of the enchantment.He saw a few black shadows occasionally drifting inside, but just like his illusion, they quickly disappeared into the thick night fog.

"What the hell are you going to do?"

The deceased tilted his head slightly, and his black hair slid down to his shoulders following his movements, with a kind of quiet elegance: "Do the same thing as 300 years ago."

He turned around and leaned back against the window sill with a smile, his beautiful gray eyes reflected his dead brother: "Again."

Hughes felt a chill, and although his body would never warm up again, when the man said this, the fear from 300 years ago came back again.

But what is he afraid of?

He'd died once and come back to life, he'd been through the worst, nothing could be worse, he'd been through it anyway.

He smiled and looked at the deceased: "But, here is no longer the people who were at a loss 300 years ago. My dear brother, I would like to have more ghost companions, but that is impossible."

His brother didn't know what kind of people there were here, including Roger, what kind of powerful existence they were. Hughes suddenly realized that he was actually quite looking forward to it. This seemingly humble but proud brother was frustrated What kind of humiliating expression will be in front of him, just thinking about it makes me excited.

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"What, you want us to go back?" Bellamy, the captain of the elf guard, looked at Eros in surprise.

Eros nodded, pointed to Larry who was weakly lying on the bed, and said, "I have to go to the church to collect money, and I can't take the wounded with me, so you are responsible for sending him back to the imperial capital and asking the doctor to take a good look at it. It sounds terrible."

It's a bit unexpected to be so weak, probably because the seal of the cold heart was undone too unexpectedly, the human body is already at its limit, so that the vitality is seriously injured, and it is necessary to go back to recuperate as soon as possible.

"No, I think it's better to send him to the Valley of the Elves," Norman said beside him. "Human doctors may not be able to make a reasonable treatment policy. It's best to let the elf doctors take a look."

Bellamy walked to the bed in confusion. Larry was sleeping, his face was covered with a thin layer of frost, as if he had been attacked by ice magic: "What's going on, what happened to you?"

"Norman and I saved the entire third district," Elos puffed out his chest, "Oh, Thakro sacrificed...I can't absolutely say that he died, although that guy said he would definitely come back, but... ..." He showed a bitter smile, "Anyway, the third district has returned to normal now, and Larry was attacked by an ice-type monster and suffered a little injury. It seems that the sequelae are not serious now."

Camilla treated Larry like a disciple, otherwise she would not have given the precious short knife to this child, so she looked at it and said immediately: "I will have someone send Larry to the Valley of Elves immediately. I know there are Go to the magic circle in the valley of elves."

"Aren't you going?" Eros said unhappily. He just wanted to distract Camilla. After all, he had already regained his strength, and these elves were always by his side, which made him very restrained.

Camilla was instructing the elves around her, probably to send Larry there or something: "No, I'll just stay with His Majesty, but..." He came back to his senses and looked at Norman with some admiration. "Master Norman can seal such a large piece of darkness, it is really admirable..."

"Wait a minute, I also contributed!" Eros said quickly, why Camilla turned a blind eye to his efforts.

Camilla turned her head docilely, and said in a respectful but perfunctory tone: "Of course, Your Majesty, I have heard."

Eros was a little uncertain: "What did you hear?"

Camilla replied: "I heard from General Yarrow that she was sure that you also helped. She said that you helped Lord Norman get things."

It is true, he is indeed helping Norman hold the cold heart, but...why does it feel a little interesting?

The unthinking king decided not to compete with Camilla in the end, so he talked about the next itinerary, but was immediately opposed by the rest of the people.

"Why do I want to go back to the imperial capital? I also want to go to church!" General Yarrow said, slapping the table, very, very domineering.

Elos poked his ears and said, "I'm worried about the things at Marvin's place. Now that Thakro is not here, I have to let you go, and I don't want to go on the same road with you again."

"On this matter, I have exactly the same opinion as you, and I don't want to go on the same road as you," Yarrow raised his chin arrogantly, "I think you can go back to the imperial capital, anyway, you like to enjoy yourself, why not What about running around?"

"I don't agree either," Camilla said aloud, "Our guards must follow you, how can we let you go to the first district alone, and I also want to discuss the magic of the light department with Sir Norman on the way ..."

"Yeah, why do we have to listen to you..." Yarrow continued to interject, this time united with Camilla, as if the decision made by Eros seriously hurt their feelings.

"Because I am the king!" Eros yelled angrily, patting the table, "You all seem to have forgotten this, I must remind you, I am the one who gave the order!!"

The room was suddenly quiet.

Yarrow protested softly: "The interim king..."

"That's the king too!" Eros glared at her, and then gave an order, "Get out of my room now, including the one lying on the bed, all out!"

Everyone—including the third district chief who hadn't come yet and made a speech, and Larry who had been sleeping all the time, all bowed their heads and walked out obediently, except Norman who was sitting on the side drinking tea.

"You go out too," Eros said coldly.

Norman put down the teacup gracefully: "I'm very tired, can I just sit like this?"

"No," Eros refused coldly, "but I can ask Camilla to carry you out, and he will be very happy."

Norman looked at him amusedly: "From the first day I saw you, I thought you were a childish guy, and this perception still hasn't changed." That has nothing to do with whether he is strong or not, that kind of Straightforwardness and calmness are the flashes of his nature, which cannot be ignored.

"Well, you just want to quarrel, right?" Eros hugged his shoulders and stared at him, "Then let's start, I won't be polite to you, no matter what Camilla thinks."

"I didn't want to quarrel with you, Your Majesty." There was a trace of tenderness in Norman's chestnut eyes, "On the contrary, I like you very much."

"Oh, what's the matter?" Eros laughed, not feeling complacent or embarrassed at such a confession, "Shall I remind you again? You are a Norman who inherited the great lineage of gods, and I It is the right wing of the God of Darkness, if you like it so much, don’t you betray God?”

Norman put his hand on his chin: "Treason against God?... But, the God of Light didn't tell me that the attribute of darkness is evil. That's what humans say, not God."

The so-called lie repeated a thousand times is the truth, but Eros believed it a little bit. Human beings have been clamoring that darkness is evil, but in fact, this is just the cognition established by human beings.

"We are just different in strength attributes. This is beyond our control." The corners of Norman's mouth curled up slightly, making his whole face bright. He rarely showed such a smile, and most of the time he was always reserved and reserved The quiet and gentle smile is the same for everyone, but... Eros is different, "We can do whatever we want, the rules of human beings can only restrain the weak, God did not say that the power of the light department must be To fight against the dark forces, there is no rule, the dark forces must be used to destroy. We are not puppets, we can do whatever we want.”

"So it's not surprising that I come to be the king," Eros said happily. He has never understood why he is so keen on being a king. Obviously, there seems to be other reasons driving him to do these things besides the treasury. But when Norman said this now, he suddenly realized that he didn't need a reason for what he did.

Why do you need a reason?They are born strong and can do whatever they want.

The two looked at each other and smiled, why should they let the rules of the weak restrict themselves?