Pokemon phobia

Tai Lun helped his nephew hammer all kinds of metals in the forging room all afternoon, and Carlos didn't come to him until the end of today's work.In the city of Damenfin, Tyron was not very worried about what would happen to Carlos, he was just curious about what Kadororov could ask Carlos for.

This question was answered when he returned to his old friend's house.

Tai Lun: "...he taught you fighting skills?"

Carlos looked around, and after confirming that Rorov was not here, he sold the old dwarf without hesitation: "That's right, he also said he wanted me to rub you on the ground."

Tyron no longer knew what expression to say.

After a long silence, Tai Lun coughed lightly and said, "Then how are you doing?"

Carlos replied honestly: "I have learned the moves, but it doesn't seem to be useful."

When Tyron opened the door before, Carlos knew how strong Tyron was, and the race of high elves... Although they were all born powerful mages, their physical strength was really not much higher than that of humans.Of course, they can use magic to enhance their strength and defensive ability, but usually they can carry an ordinary brown bear to the extent of throwing their shoulders.

Carlos was very self-aware, and felt that he would never beat Tyron with martial arts in his life, and it was just out of politeness to accompany the old dwarf before.

Tai Lun looked at the innocent expression of the silver-haired elf, raised his hand and tapped Carlos' forehead, and said helplessly, "Stupid not stupid."

That guy Rorov went to the surface when he was young, and learned a lot of bad tricks from the surface people. He can definitely be called an old fritter with a belly full of bad water among the generally straight-hearted Damen Finns.In this regard, Carlos is obviously much simpler, and he has not seen Rorov's "good intentions" at all.

"Rorov has been the patriarch for a long time, do you think he doesn't know that your high elves are most famous for their magical abilities?" Tai Lun smiled, "He taught you fighting skills, not at all. I want your melee ability to surpass mine, but he is certain that if you beat me up in this joking way, I will never fight back."

Carlos' eyes widened.

Tai Lun sat on the pocket sofa and poured a glass of fruit wine. He didn't drink it himself, but shook the transparent crystal glass lazily: "Rorov and his wife have a very good relationship. I will never do anything to my wife, I have seen him being pressed and beaten by Daxi Ni many times in the past few times I visited him."

"This vengeful guy has been laughed at by me many times, and he has long wanted to take revenge." Tai Lun smiled and handed the wine glass to Carlos, "Try it."

Carlos took the wine glass, took a sip obediently, and then squatted down beside Tyron: "Then will you fight back?"

Tai Lun sat without moving, resting his elbows on the armrest of the sofa, propping his forehead and tilting his head to look down at Carlos: "Try?"

Carlos put the wine glass back on the coffee table calmly, and touched Tyron's thigh with his paw.Two seconds later, Tai Lun saw the elf's ears trembling, and the magic power around him began to fluctuate violently.Carlos suddenly withdrew his hand and covered his face: "No, I can't do it!"

Tyron: "..." Wait, what did that guy Rorov teach you? !

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In the underground where there is no sunrise and sunset, time passes quietly.About three months have passed on the surface of Azera, and the city of Damenfin ushered in their annual sacrificial activity.

The people of Damenfin will prepare for this feast a week in advance. A large number of magic materials that are usually reluctant to use, and countless underground monsters that are difficult to hunt will be served on the seats.They carefully dress themselves up with masterpieces, no matter how sloppy they are usually, they will show their most perfect appearance on this day, and welcome the "investigation" of Prora's ancestors with full spirit.

Tyron took Carlos on the corridor on the top floor, looking down from a height at the continuous flow of airships and Damen Finns below.Countless little people passed by them carrying all kinds of magic items. Some people happened to look at them, they would squint their eyes and show a bright smile, and then continue to move forward in a hurry.

Those glowing plants floating in the air were extraordinarily dazzling on this day, like stars descending around them one by one, illuminating the underground world like daytime.

Tai Lun looked sideways at Carlos and saw that he was looking at the little guys around him with surprised eyes, so he asked with a smile, "What are you looking at?"

Carlos gestured in front of him with his hands, and whispered, "They hang a lot of things on their bodies." Especially on their beards.

Tai Lun reached out and took Carlos' long silver hair, divided them into seven strands and began to braid them slowly.He said: "They want to 'show off' their most proud works this year, and of course they will hang up a lot."

Although he was wearing a thick black armor, Tai Lun's movements were not affected at all. After a while, he braided Carlos' long hair into a fluffy braid, and tied it with a delicate hair button at the end. .After he finished, he admired his masterpiece and praised: "It's very beautiful."

Carlos then laughed too.He picked up the hair button and looked at it. The ring formed by intertwining silver threads was inlaid with delicate and complicated tiny flowers with amethysts. The workmanship was far beyond the reach of the top jewelry craftsmen in the human kingdom. .

"Did you do this?"

"Yes."

Carlos looked up at him again, raised his hand and slowly pressed the hair button to his lips, imprinting a soft kiss on it.The elf's handsome face became more and more charming under the brilliant starlight, his eyes narrowed slightly, but Tai Lun could still see his own reflection in those clear light brown pupils.

He and Carlos looked at each other, and suddenly felt palpitations.

In the next second, a misty and ethereal singing sounded.

The high elves express their love through singing. Their songs never have lyrics, but only humming can make people hear endless affection.That kind of chanting was like a special spell, which had been in effect from the moment it started, binding their own lives tightly with another person, unable to break free, and had no end.

The singing spread, and the elements in the air began to dance along with it. The people of Damenfin involuntarily quieted down, and stopped to find the direction of the sound with obsessive eyes.

But the singer who captivated all living beings just stared at his beloved dragon.

At this moment, everything in the world seems to have lost its color, only the spirit in front of me is still alive as before.After an unknown amount of time, Carlos finished singing the song, loosened the hair buttons on his lips, held Tarron's face and smiled and said, "Taron, I love you."

Tyron could barely speak.He didn't know how he suppressed the urge to take off the mask and kiss the elf, and finally when his messy brain returned to normal, Tyron found himself hugging Carlos tightly.He loosened his strength a little to prevent Carlos from being stabbed by the black armor, then pressed his forehead and said, "Me too."

When the turbulent emotions finally calmed down, Tyron saw that all the Damenfin people around them were staring at the two of them with piercing eyes. Even if they were half covered by their beards, they couldn't stop these little guys from flushing with excitement.They were worried about disturbing the confession before, so they all held back and kept silent, but now they cheered when they came back to their senses.

I don't know who started it, but all the Damen Finns started screaming and booing.

"Kiss one! Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"!"

"Kiss, kiss, kiss! Ah! Ahhh!"

"Ah! Great! Ancestor Prora bless them!"

"The ancestors will definitely bless you!"

"I wish you happiness! I'm so excited!"

Tai Lun was a little helpless looking at the group of dwarves who were blown up, but Carlos was not shy at all this time. He reached out and hugged Tai Lun's waist, and asked in a smiling voice next to his ear: "Does it sound good?" ?”

Taryn let out a "huh".

Carlos hugged a little tighter, and his voice was lowered: "Look, there are millions of Damanfin people witnessing, the ancestors of Prora are on top, and there are countless floating elements listening...they all Knowing that you have already heard my song, you have no chance to go back on your word."

Tai Lun laughed lowly: "I don't regret it."