Law of the Dragon

"Why did you run away with your tail between your legs?" West Road suddenly said, probably because there was no one around, so the dark businessman was a little unscrupulous.

"I didn't tuck my tail, and I didn't run away," Eros looked at the ring viciously, "If you don't agree, I can kill you even without Norman."

West Road fell silent.

Eros added: "You know I can."

West Road still didn't speak, and Eros found out the reason for his silence when he raised his head, because if he was discovered by Gabriel as a dark businessman, he would definitely die, and this time was not the time to quarrel with Eros.

Eros also saw Gabriel, who stood there quietly, almost blending with the sickly white of the surrounding buildings, only the pair of dark green eyes were agile and deep.

"What, what are you doing?" Eros subconsciously took a step back.

Gabriel sighed—he was unfamiliar with this movement, because he usually used strength to solve all problems, but now he felt helpless.He looked at the vigilant look of the blond boy, those golden vertical pupils were full of vigilance and alienation, but he could still see his guilt, even though the other party strongly stated that he was the ruthless and cruel person .

"Camila is very sad, he doesn't think you are that kind of person," Gabriel said, he didn't know why he came after him, he wasn't the kind of person who dragged his feet, but he just chased after him unclearly , maybe it was just the lonely and fragile look in the boy's eyes at that moment before he turned and ran away.

Eros bit his lip, and he said: "I am that kind of person, cold and selfish, this is my nature from birth, I am originally the evil side... If Camilla knows that I have a dark side... Blood, will he still think I'm a good guy? If we meet on the battlefield, will we show mercy to each other? Gabriel, my power at that time was sealed, I was trapped in a false body, pretending Be considerate of others, but that's not really me."

Gabriel didn't speak. Those dark green eyes made Eros a little stage frightened. He wasn't afraid of fighting, but it was disturbing to be looked at like this.

The human world is fine, but that won't be a reason for him to continue sinking.Although Norman said that he can do whatever he wants, he actually knows that the longer he lives here, the more he will sink. Sooner or later he has to face his real life, even if that life is boring and lonely, but That's the way he should go, and his people live like this.

"I remember you said you were looking for a man named 'Carl', and I found it for you," Eros said suddenly, "He is Norman, you can go and confirm it." Of course, Norman had already denied it at that time But in this case, he felt that he had to say something to divert Gabriel's attention.

Gabriel's dark green eyes loosened for a moment, but he quickly covered it up.The blond boy stood beside the huge pillar, looking lonely and stubborn, as if he was going to be swallowed by the surrounding whiteness.

"I'm sorry, you lost your true love in the third district," Gabriel said slowly, because Camilla was not directly involved, so when he came back to write the report, he only said that Thacro died, so Gabriel That's why he said, "But that's not your fault, he chose a path he won't regret."

"The way you speak is becoming more and more like a human priest," the boy said stubbornly. "Humans take life and death for granted, but elves don't. There are so many stars in the Hall of Valor, and death is not a part of your life."

"But Sacre is a human being, and that's a part of his life." Gabriel said, he had never tried to comfort him, so it seemed a bit too sharp.

"It's not his either." Eros said coldly, turned around and ran away again.

This time, Gabriel did not catch up again. With Eros' current status and strength, the church could not do anything to him.He just felt that this child should be quiet, time will dilute everything, and now he needs time to heal the wound, although this process will be lonely and cruel, but it is a part of all life, not just human beings.

"I can't believe it, you ran away again," Xi Lu said after confirming that there was no one around.

"That's better than you didn't dare to say a word just now," Eros pushed back with a hum.

It was already late at night, and Eros ran so much a long time ago that he didn't see anyone, but now, he was completely lost.He was not familiar with this building at first, and just now he was so busy running that he didn't pay attention to turning a few corners, and to put it bluntly, the architects here cut corners too much, almost every place is the same , Eros didn't know where the way back to the room was.

Of course, he didn't want to go back either. Camilla and Gabriel might not have left yet, so he had no choice but to continue wandering in this labyrinth-like building.

Even at night, this place is very quiet, but there are countless lights on here, as if the sunlight is left in this dark night, and the darkness can no longer visit this majestic palace.

The surroundings are dazzling white, but there are still ambiguous shadows flowing in the corners, just like shadows that go hand in hand.Eros walked aimlessly, his boots tapped lightly on the hard marble, making a lonely echo, no matter how bright and warm the light was, it could not soften the marble, because their essence was hard and cold.

Suddenly, he stopped, stood at a fork in the road, and looked around.

"What's wrong?" Xilu asked in the ring.

"I smell blood," Eros whispered.

"Oh, I smell it too," Xilu said, "it's on your left." He is very sensitive to the smell of blood. After all, as a professional dark businessman, many transactions are realized through sacrifices.

"Maybe it's the kitchen?" Eros whispered, and then walked over there, the slight smell of blood diffused like ink in the clean air, making the dark corners ready to move.

Xilu laughed: "You have eaten a large plate of beef just now, you shouldn't bring the dragon's appetite to humans."

"I didn't eat a lot..." Eros retorted, standing in front of a door, which was tightly closed, but the smell of blood still overflowed from the crack of the door, he stood there in confusion, " I don't think it's the kitchen."

"I don't think... let's go, I think it's weird," Xilu said anxiously, this is obviously a residential area, he can feel that there are many people here, but it is strangely quiet, "Hurry up Come on, Eros, let's wander somewhere else."

Eros nodded. Just as he was about to turn around, the closed door suddenly opened with a "squeak."

The smell of blood in the air was even stronger.

A hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed Eros' ankle tightly.

Eros could have escaped, but when he saw this man's face, he was still stunned: "...Marvin?"

The ground was covered with a thick scarlet carpet, and the fabric had fully absorbed the blood. Although it couldn't be seen at a glance, the smell of blood permeated every corner.Marvin was lying on the ground, he was covered in blood, the area below the waist was gone, there was only a bloody cut, which proved how much blood flowed.The broken place seemed to be eaten away by some invisible thing, it was a densely packed hole, and Eros thought of a beehive.

It must have hurt, because Marvin couldn't shout anymore, and Eros wasn't sure if it was because of something wrong with his throat, but he wasn't dead yet, just grabbed Eros tightly, as if the other party was trying to save him the straw.

"Hurry up, something is wrong!" Xi Lu urged him from the side.

"But he grabbed my foot!" Eros said aggrievedly.

"Don't let me teach you how to kick this thing, it won't be more difficult than destroying a house..." Before Xilu finished speaking, there was a burst of footsteps, and then there were all kinds of screams and more footsteps.

Eros stood there blankly, and Marvin at his feet had already died - he would suffer even more if he continued to live, no matter how powerful the light magic of the church was, it was impossible to save him.

"You killed the bishop of the imperial capital!" a priestess screamed.

Eros flicked his feet, but still couldn't shake off the hands on his feet: "I am the king."

The crowd fell silent all of a sudden. They looked at each other, as if they had already decided that Eros was the murderer, but the identity of the king made them a little scrupulous.

Finally, the crowd parted, and a middle-aged man wearing a senior priest's robe walked out. Norman stood beside him. Norman also changed into a white robe. The style of his clothes was different from that of anyone present. Like his identity, it is unique.

"You killed the bishop of the imperial capital." The man standing next to Norman said that he was the bishop of the first district, second only to the pope. He looked at Eros and said, "You are the murderer."

What he said was no different from that of the priestess, but as soon as he said it, the wavering people became very convinced and determined, as if everything he said was the truth.

"I'm not," Eros retorted, frowning. "When I got here, he was already like this. Although he hasn't died yet, he can't live."

"He's not," said Norman, but his face was very ugly, pale as a ghost.

"He is," Bishop Perot of the first district turned his head and glanced at Norman, "he is a false king, not a real king. He has fooled everyone's eyes, but he can't fool me. He is not human, Norman Man."

"But that doesn't prove that he did it," Norman argued. "There may be something else in the Holy See. He won't do this. He came in with me..."

"You brought unclean things into the church," Perrault said dryly.

Norman suppressed his anger: "Please pay attention to the tone of your words to me, Bishop Perot."

The corners of Perot's mouth were slightly raised, he glanced at Eros, and then at Norman: "I'm sorry for my abrupt tone, Lord Norman, but this is the truth, you can see it by looking at the scene, So many people testified."

"Who can say that he saw the murderous process, Eros must have met it when he walked here accidentally," Norman waved to the surrounding followers, and they went to take Marvin's hand from Eros's foot The bloody fingerprints on the boots stayed there like evidence, which was shocking.