Son of Light and Darkness

midnight.

Mephisto was still walking slowly in the starry night.

When he passed the door of Eli's study, he was surprised to find that the lights were still on.

Standing at the concealed door and looking in, he found Eli lying on the desk and falling asleep.

Pushing the door open, Eli still didn't wake up.Beneath his arm was a thick book with notes written in a quill.

Mephisto stared at Eli's side face for a moment, then reached out and brushed away the broken black hair that covered most of his brows and eyes.

A delicate and beautiful face appeared in front of his eyes.

The perfect picturesque eyebrows, handsome and upright facial features, although the eyes are closed, one can't help but look forward to how beautiful these closed eyes will be when they are opened.

This clean and pure beauty does not appear feminine at all, but carries the heroic spirit unique to young people.

It is conceivable that in a few years, Eli will inevitably become a god-like existence who, like Mephisto, will be moved by all the women in the world.

Without warning, Eli opened his eyes, and his deep black eyes calmly stared at Mephisto who still had his hand on his forehead.

This face was somewhat similar to that of the mother who was known as the number one beauty in Wangcheng, but the pair of black eyes were a little more indifferent and distant than the mother's soft and hesitant.

Although Eli fell asleep, any noise would wake him up, and Mephisto's movements were not small.

"Why did you fall asleep here?" Mephisto's voice didn't show the slightest bit of discomfort. He sat down and took a look at the book that Eli had pressed down. It was still wet with saliva.

Eli's blushing was rare, but he sat upright as if facing an enemy, looking at Mephisto without blinking.

He was always wary and hostile towards this older brother who was friendly to him inexplicably.But he also understood that those things cannot be blamed on his brother.

Such a contradictory heart makes him feel uneasy when he lives here.The feeling of waiting for Mephisto to take the initiative to show his cards is like a judgment coming, which is definitely not good.

But with his current ability, it is impossible to move out immediately.

Deep down in his heart, he seemed unwilling to think of the idea of ​​moving out.The term "brother" still held an inexplicable attraction to him.

"The language of the Dragon Clan." Mephisto flipped through a few pages of the book and closed it again. After looking at the cover, he raised his eyes to Eli, "Do you understand?"

Eli didn't know what Mephisto wanted to do, so he could only keep the same and shook his head silently while sitting on the chair.

"I can teach you." Mephisto opened the first page of the book, "You should be able to speak dragon language, our father is a dragon knight."

Mephisto's voice has a charming power.

our father?

These five words made Eli's eyes become confused, and his heart suddenly felt full, as if a vacant place in his heart had been filled.

Now, there is a person who is willing to recall to him the father he has never met, and that person is his close relative.

Eli stretched out his hand suspiciously, but stopped halfway.

He wanted to make sure it wasn't a dream, but he was afraid that the Mephisto he touched was just his phantom.

Mephisto smiled gently. If the girls in the academy saw this smile, they would scream and faint.

He stretched out his hand to hold Eli's slightly cool fingers, and a warm feeling instantly covered Eli's hand.The faint heat made his heart feel hot.

"Brother?" Eli finally lowered his brows and called out uncertainly.

Mephisto continued to smile: "I'm here." It seems that the little guy has begun to learn to accept him slowly.

What the Christopher family owed him, he would make up for it.

When Eli heard these words, the corners of his mouth that had been pursed all the time finally lifted slightly, and he called out his brother again.

"I'm here." Mephisto dotingly watched the child cautiously stretching out his curious tentacles gradually approaching him, the gentle smile on his face remained unchanged.

"Can you tell me something about your father?" Eli asked in a low voice.

In this world, if there is the only relative he can look forward to, it may be the deceased father.

From the few words of old Steven, Eli can still outline the image of a powerful and gentle dragon knight.

If his father hadn't passed away, he would definitely love himself very much...

After hearing this, Mephisto patted Eli's cheek lightly. This intimate action made Eli's body extremely stiff at the beginning, but when the big hand fit his face At that time, the warm feeling made him gradually relax.

Are you only concerned about your father and don't want to mention your mother at all?Mephisto raised his eyebrows imperceptibly.

"Okay. But it's late now, Eli, you need to get a good night's sleep. Huh?" Mephistopheles felt the delicate and soft touch of his fingertips, and after a slight start, he regained his composure.

After hearing this, Eli nodded obediently.

When Eli went back to wash up, Mephisto also got up.

Suddenly, a gold-plated invitation fell out of a book.

He picked it up and saw that it was he who asked Anastasia to hand it over to Eli. I don't know what method the girl used, but Eli was willing to agree to her to attend such a banquet.

Putting the invitation back, Mephisto left the study blankly and returned to his room.

Father, that noun that was far away from him suddenly and vividly appeared in front of his eyes.

Although both he and Eli were posthumous children, the only thing he could see was the image of his father sketched by the court painter.

He is indeed a rare and handsome young man, standing proudly on the head of a black dragon, the sword of light in his hand seems to be able to cut through the void.

His room was separated from Eli's by a long, thickly carpeted corridor, one at the left end of the corridor and the other at the right end.

After Eli returned to the room, Carlos couldn't wait for him to close the door, so he spoke anxiously.

"Boy, why do I feel that nothing good will happen if you go this time?"

Eli glanced at the ring on his hand lightly: "Are you gold?"

Carlos sneered: "That unlucky boy? He was cursed with darkness—the lie of the demon god, and the other party should be a dark magician above a great magister."

"The great magister?" Eli was surprised.

Then he frowned again: "So you already knew?"

"Of course. All dark magic cannot escape my eyes. I am Carlos, the God of Darkness!" Carlos said proudly.

"You didn't remind me." Eli's voice gradually became colder.

Carlos replied lazily: "What does it matter? Anyway, you are immune to all dark magic, and you are just a mage now, it is impossible to break his spell. What's the use of telling you?"

Eli replied flatly: "At least there is a decent excuse to stop him from talking nonsense."

Carlos: "..." Actually, what you want to stop is my mouth, right?yes?

Eli suddenly said: "What I want to know more is, there are still dark magicians on the current continent?"

Carlos' voice was very strange: "Do you think you are the only one? I was awakened once when the temple began to wipe out the dark magician. It is a pity that that person did not succeed, but at least there are Some dark magicians are hiding in a certain corner of this continent."

Eli would never admit that Carlos had said what was in his heart.

"However, that woman's strength is indeed very strong. It's a pity that she was just a little bit close. Tsk tsk." Carlos let out a sigh like a sigh.

"That woman? Is she the dark magician who almost woke you up?" Eli wanted to know more.

Carlos stopped there: "Okay, that's the end of the bedtime story, if you don't mind, I'm going to bed."

Does your soul need sleep?And if I mind, there seems to be no way to stop you, bastard!

Eli felt powerless.

However, today is not all in vain.

At least, his brother is still there.

Thinking of this, Eli didn't want to sleep again, even though the moon in the sky was already westward.

From being alone to being accompanied by someone suddenly, this kind of gift that seemed to have fallen from the sky made him feel very unreal.

elder brother?

What kind of person is he?

Does he prefer tea or fruit wine?It is said that the fruit wine brewed by elves is the best, will my brother like it?Does he like to eat his own cake?Do you prefer blueberry or raspberry?

Brother, does he have a favorite girl?Does he like a gentle girl like Anastasia or a lively girl like Aya?Surely you wouldn't like a femme fatale like Daphne, would you?

Well, but maybe...

My brother must have ridden a horse when he was young. Will he build a stool to climb on it by himself or let others carry it?When I was riding a horse, it was carried by my grandfather, but it looked very high from the top, so I was very scared.

Brother, will he be afraid?Uh, maybe you can't see it even if you're afraid?Did he cry?Why are you crying?because of

Less than a cup of hot chocolate or because you want a little toy sword?

While Eli was doing nothing, he became very interested in Mephisto's life before the age of 17, which he had no chance to participate in, and from this

A series of extremely unreliable associations unfolded.

In the end, he also fell asleep in a daze, but he had an unavoidable dream.

In the dream, the young Mephisto looked as cute as the little angel in the legend, but he was being chased by a unicorn with sharp transparent horns...