Invade the white dove

Julis looked at Kyle, who was covered in mud and wearing only a nightgown.I don't know how long this dress has been changed. The corners of the clothes are already fuzzy, and the color is also dark brown.During the period of Sprue III, the Garman royal family clearly respected gold.

"Your Highness, I'm not hungry." Julius shook his head.

Little Kyle hesitated for a moment, rubbed his beating stomach, broke the rice ball in half, and "Ah Woo" swallowed the smaller piece into his mouth.

"Hey...can you sleep here tonight?" Little Kyle's mouth was puffy, he wiped the food residue from the corner of his mouth, rubbed his fingers, and muttered indistinctly, "There, the lamp is broken, I Afraid of the dark."

Kyle's torch pointed at the place where he ran, and Julius looked along his arm. At the end of the light, the darkness was like a dormant monster, with its mouth wide open, waiting for the prey to throw itself into the net.

It turned out that the crying just now was because I was afraid of the dark.

"Can you, Hassan?" After waiting for a long time, Kyle, who could not hear the answer, tugged Julis's sleeve cautiously.

Julius lowered his head in a daze.

"Hassan"?

Kyle tilted his head, and there were still drops of water on his golden eyelashes. He called softly again: "Hassan, are you okay?"

This time it was right, it was indeed calling him.It turns out that this servant who has been with Kyle since he was a child is also called Hassan. What is the relationship with Hassan now?

"Of course, Your Highness."

Julis cleaned up the debris on the floor and sat down with his back against the wall.

The wetness coming from his back and the smell of blood lingering in his nose told him that his feeling was right, the wall was indeed covered with blood, and under the light of the fire, the sticky, wet blood stains formed strange symbols, like Some kind of ancient spell.

"I dozed off while you were away." Kyle crawled to Julis's lap, his head resting on Ulis' lap, his body huddled together, his emerald eyes sparkling with flames, "I dreamed When I arrived at the bustling city you told me about, the air smelled of baked bread and honey milk, and I saw pearls that glowed at night!"

Ulis rested his fingertips on Kyle's back, and even through his clothes, he could still touch the shoulder blades of Kyle's skinny hands.

Without pointing it out at all, Julis knew where the "bustling city" Kyle mentioned was.

——Honey milk, which is a specialty of Odong.

"Yes, Your Highness." He said, the young man's voice was soft and clean, like the chords of the lute in the hands of a poet, "That is a beautiful city. The sea breeze carries the sweetness of milk, and the smell of incense powder is floating in the air. every corner of the city.

"The ground is clean, and children will not be scolded by their mother even if they roll around on it. Every resident pays attention to his attire when traveling. The men have beautiful beards, and the women have long and smooth hair.

"The symbol of that city - in the dome castle, there lived a loving couple..."

His voice is soothing and deep, just like his father hugged him when he woke up at night, patiently telling the beautiful stories that happened in Odong City.

Kyle would ask "what is the moon fairy" and "why don't I have a fairy godmother" at first, but he seemed to be hungry and sleepy. When Julius told the story of father and son in the castle, Already fell asleep.

**

Julius was awakened by a suppressed cry.When he opened his eyes, he saw Kyle throwing himself on a thin boy in only unlined clothing, his shoulders kept shrugging, and he let out a low whimper that seemed to be vomiting.

Looking carefully, the person lying on the ground had half-dried blood smeared from the lower abdomen, and his skin was blue, obviously he had been dead for a long time.

But what puzzled Julis was that the corpse on the ground, especially the slender hands with calloused knuckles and bruised and purple arms, looked very much like the person he possessed before .

"I didn't send you a servant to confuse you and tell you about cities that don't exist!"

A rough and majestic voice sounded, and Kyle's body trembled violently at the same time.

Yulis looked sideways, he was a tall and strong middle-aged man, with a four-winged lion embroidered with silver thread on the golden cape, and the pure gold crown on his head still reflected the dazzling light even in this dark underground cage .

Sprue Mulder, former ruler of the Garman Empire.

"That city..." Hearing this, Kyle suddenly raised his head.

Ulis was facing Kyle in front of him, his face was much more obvious than what he saw "last night", like a five or six-year-old child.

It seems that in this illusion, time is jumping.

"That city is real."

Kyle looked at Sprue III.His eyelashes were still stained with tears, his pupils were a clear emerald color, his cheeks were still thin and deeply sunken, but his eyes were much more complicated than that of the boy Ulis saw crying in the dark.

"Hassan won't lie to me." Kyle's voice was thick nasal.

Sprue III waved his hand impatiently, and Julius immediately felt pushed out by a force.He staggered and knelt down in front of Kyle unprepared.

"This is your new servant." Sprue III dropped these words, threw off his cloak and left.

At the same time, he took away the already cold corpse on the ground.

The dark dungeon once again became an exclusive space for two people.

Julius knelt in the same position just now, his knees hurt from the cold stone bricks, but he couldn't move without Kyle's order.

The sound of ticking water maintained the same frequency dullly in the small dungeon.

pat, pat.

Just when Ulis thought Kyle was going to keep silent, the boy finally spoke.

"My servant Hassan is dead, and you are my servant, so you are Hassan."

Perhaps it was because he hadn't spoken for a long time, Kyle's voice was a little hoarse and low, like the oppressive cloud outside the iron fence.

Julis nodded, wanting to echo "Yes, Your Highness", but suddenly found that he could only utter an ugly cry of "Ahhh".

He hesitated and moved his tongue, and sure enough, he didn't feel anything below the base of his tongue.

Kyle also realized something was wrong at the same time. He crawled in front of Ulis, opened Ulis's mouth, and finally couldn't bear the grievance when he saw the horrible purple-red soft meat with only the root of his tongue left. Stuck in the corner, hugging his knees, screamed hysterically.

Tears rolled down his eyes.

However, after the initial uncontrollable venting, Kyle fell silent. He took a deep breath, put his forehead against his arm, occasionally shrugged his shoulders disobediently, and let out a low growl similar to that of a wild beast. .

"No, don't cry, I'm a man, I'm Gaman's crown prince..."

Kyle clenched his fists and hypnotized himself in a low voice.

The five or six-year-old Prince Jiaman has learned to swallow pain and grievances in his stomach.