[Comprehensive] The Great Devil

There was silence in the study.

Charles stared into her eyes for a long time before speaking softly after a moment.

"Yes, Sierra. I do have feelings for you."

He is not a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy who is easily impulsive and blinded by emotion. He is mature and rational enough. He can clearly distinguish what is concerned about family and friends, and what is the initiation of love.From the first time he saw Sera, he had a feeling of pity for her, because she was still tough and stubborn due to her unbearable past. It hurts.

Charles is not a naive and soft-hearted rich second generation, on the contrary, he is very smart.On the second day of taking her in, he learned a lot about Selah Milt, that her childhood and adolescence had been more difficult than he imagined, and that she had still grown to this point.How many times he had gotten up at night to see the lights in her room kept on all night, even if she followed him to the bar, one of the things she did the most was to take out all the books she carried with her and read quietly in the noisy place.Every time he passed by the training room, he could see the simulated fight between her and the coach, and the ruthlessness that would not stop until they killed each other was frightening to watch.He heard her remarks about "violence and protection" from the supervisor, and she was obviously the silent guardian...

She is like the lilac growing beside the abandoned barns and sheds, even though she is always neglected by this society, her beauty and splendor can still emerge as the times require.

She has a saber-like tenet and nothing seems to stop her.How could he not like such a ruthless but extremely tenacious Selah Milt?He loves her more than anyone else.

He appreciates all of her good qualities and accepts her imperfections.She possesses the largest and most dangerous power in the world, and this power is like a sharp blade, and it also needs a sheath tough enough to accommodate that sharp end.

It would be a rare honor if she had chosen him for her scabbard.He will gladly accept it.

The only thing he worries about is not his emotions, but whether she will be consistent.

But now it seems that she is indeed different from those young people.She knows what she's doing.

Charles Xavier couldn't help a soft smile.

"I thought girls were more like Eric's type," he joked, "They all thought I was too much in charge, more like a father who said everything, not challenging enough, not exciting enough , it is not suitable for young and beautiful girls who have not yet settled down—”

Sera smiled faintly, "They are indeed right."

Charles froze.Um?

"Unfortunately, although I am young and beautiful," Sera added lightly, "but in my heart, you are much more challenging than Eric."

Charles raised his eyebrows, "Just because of this?"

Sierra bent down, looked into the pure bright blue eyes close at hand, and smiled.

"Of course not," she said. "Be confident, Charles... There's so much about you that I can't resist."

The professor couldn't help asking her curiously, "For example?"

"Strong but kind, gentle and wise, with a firm and unshakable heart." Sera said lightly, "And...a pair of seas with the smallest diameter in the world, and beautiful lips that you want to bite on at a glance."

Charles, who was about to smile when he heard her praise, froze.

What, what? —lips?

"It's time to pay off this installment, Charles." Sera smiled slightly, and then before the other party had time to respond, she lowered her head, kissed the soft and rosy lips, bit hard slightly, and watched the other party endure She couldn't help frowning and showing a painful expression, she stepped back a little, staring at his blue eyes that were gradually moistened because of the pain, and her eyes became deeper and deeper.

"Do you know, professor." Sera rolled his eyes, and his voice was as soft as a sigh of satisfaction, "...the first time I saw you, I wanted to do this."

Let this gentle and kind-hearted person who always smiles show a helpless and forbearing look, let his pair of blue eyes that sparkle when he is happy look at her innocently with tears, let his always too soft lips imprint her teeth Yin became more bright red, making him involuntarily let out seductive low panting, unable to control her behavior and passively tolerated, unable to struggle, tried to persuade but failed, in the end he could only compromise and let her do whatever she wanted...

That will become the most vivid and beautiful moment in the world, enough to remember for a lifetime.

Sierra smiled.

"I like you very much, Professor. This kiss... let's take it as a mortgage for this week," she said, "and next week... I will come to you on time to collect the debt."

Charles stared blankly at her pair of black and blue quiet eyes, and there was a deep smile faintly flowing in it. Few people could discover the vast and prosperous beauty in it.

He was silent for a moment, and just when Sera thought he was going to deal with the moment in silence again, he suddenly showed her an energetic smile, his eyes were shining brightly, as if falling into countless stars in an instant.

"You don't have to wait until next week," he blinked, his ruddy lips raised upwards, the corners of his eyes smiled softly and shyly, but his tone was very sincere, "Why don't we pay together now—even I can pay you in advance Next week, next week's 'salary'."

He straightened up, quickly tapped her curved lips lightly, with a bright smile and a bit of revenge and teasing, bit the tooth marks left by her, and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Youaresosweet...Sera."

Sera narrowed her eyes slightly.She stared at him for a long time with no meaning.

"Are you really ready, Professor?" she asked, with a little searching look in her eyes. "You know, I'm a terrifyingly possessive person. If you're not ready...you can tell me now I this fact.

"And if you're ready..." She smiled softly, "Then, don't betray me."

"Otherwise you will regret it for the rest of your life."

Charles Xavier was not at all intimidated by her words, and he even asked her with interest, "What if I accept your terrible possessiveness, Serra?—what will I get in return?"

"What do you want?" Serra asked.

Charles thought for a while, then jokingly said, "Maybe it's... your love?"

"My love?" Serra repeated, shaking her head with a smile. "I like you a lot, Charles...but I'm not sure if 'love' is still with me."

Charles looked at her inquiringly, "How should I understand this sentence, Selah? Who else have you loved before me?"

Sera smiled faintly, "Maybe it has been given to someone else by me. Maybe one day I will have it again."

Charles followed her words very intimately, with a clear and light tone, "Who is so lucky?"

Sera straightened up slowly, looking at the soft and dense night light behind him, her eyes were calm and far away.

"The most arrogant, clumsiest, and smartest hapless ghost in the world."

Because he fell in love with her, he lost his eternal life.But also because of her promise, he survived until the last moment.

Charles stared at her for a long time.He was smart, and keenly aware of what was in her eyes.

After a while, he suddenly smiled, breaking the silence.

"Okay," he shrugged, "since this request is clearly inappropriate...then I'll have to make another one."

Sera paused, lowered her head, and was meeting his gradually calming eyes.

"Sera," he called her name, with a very light, very soft, but also dignified voice, "if things haven't come to that point, and it hasn't reached the last moment..."

"Just make sure to give them a chance."

Sierra narrowed her eyes slightly, staring at the other party's bright blue eyes for a long time, then suddenly smiled.

Look, here's the real Charles Xavier--contrary to his frail, harmless appearance, he's not weak at all, not ignorant at all.On the contrary, he is smart enough and sharp enough: he has long noticed that Selah Milt's heart is also inconsistent with her appearance, and he knows in his heart that she is a dangerous person, even more than Eric Lanshere— —Because his anger and hatred have always been revealed on the surface, anyone can easily see his injustice and resentment towards the world, and his soul is always screaming in pain—but she is different.

No one - including him.Almost no one can see through her soul through that delicate and beautiful skin.She acted so tough, so graceful, so calm, so innocent, perfectly acting as the guardian, waiting by his side like a faint shadow.But it is precisely because of this impeccability that Charles, who knows her past, faintly senses the sense of disobedience-very few people remain optimistic after experiencing such a tragic past without leaving any shadows An upward mentality, not to mention Sierra Milt who was abandoned by humans and mutants at the same time.

How quiet and innocent she seemed now, how dangerous and terrifying she would become when severely injured.

Charles liked her a lot, he had to admit it, but that liking was a long way from love.There has always been a balance in his heart, and "the love for Serra Milt" is on the left, and the protection of all human beings and the weak is on the right, and the two cannot yet form a balance.At least for now, the right still holds the upper hand.

Therefore, he used this kind of words that both parties could understand to tell her a fact: he likes her, but he also wants to make a deal with his love for her - under his protection, if human beings do not come to that point One step, if there is still room for things to turn around... please always hold hope, and believe that among them there will always be far more worth saving than worth destroying.

This is Charles Xavier, who is obviously powerful but insists on being gentle and kind to mortals and the weak.He couldn't bear to give up his hope for anyone alone, and finally absorbed and accepted this imperfect world with an open mind.Never numb, evasive, self-enclosed, and never follow any rules and regulations imposed by society.

For most people, when they feel hopeless in the boundless darkness, he is like a shadow passing by, leaving behind a never-ending light.

He is a man of uncompromising faith.And it was this determination that attracted people like her.

Sera stared at him intently, and after a long time, spoke softly.

"Is it worth it?" she asked.

Charles smiled slightly, his eyes gentle and bright.

"Yes. Always worth a try."

Sierra lowered her eyes and thought for a moment, finally, she nodded slightly, her tone calm and unwavering.

"I promise you, Charles...if that day does come, if they are self-aware enough...I will keep my promise and give humanity a chance."

She looked at the other party's brighter eyes and smiled slightly, her gaze was bottomless.

"But if they piss me off first...Charles."

"Not even you—"

Charles looked at her quietly, then nodded slightly, and stretched out his hand to her.

"I'll do my best to protect you, Serra," he said, "—for every moment you need me."

Serra studied him, looking into those clear, rich blue eyes.After a long time, he finally reached out his hand slowly.

"I hope they're self-aware enough, Charles," she smiled, "so they won't let you down."

The author has something to say: Starting today, a flag as big as the sky has been established. The professor vs. the scheming and professional slap in the face for 1 years. The big devil.

I finally wrote this chapter that can make things happen. It’s been so long and I’m so tired==

As usual, there is another update at 12 o'clock in the evening.Cultivation party remember to refresh, you guys~