I'm playing mud in Western Fantasy

The heart that had been dug out of the chest was still beating slowly on the ground, and the embarrassed saint fell to the ground, her black hair was turning white at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The blood hole in the abdomen could not be healed, and the blood continued to spread. Just before touching the heart, a white shadow fell on the roof of the temple, reaching out to pick up the heart.

The greasy touch in his hand made the assassin raise his eyebrows, and the sight of the saint was scrutinizing.

"Who?" Lucifera propped up half of her body, and soon fell to the ground again. The pool of blood under her body splashed on Windsor's body, staining it with red dots.

The heart was put into the ring, and before the saint raised her head, the assassin rubbed her face back to its original appearance, but it seemed unnecessary, because the saint squinted at her face and repeated the question from the beginning.

Compared with her blind eyes, Windsor is more interested in the face that is exactly the same as the statue of the goddess.He squatted down slowly, and took out a blue gemstone engraved with patterns from his pocket and handed it to the saint: "Honorable saint, long time no see, I am an assassin hired by His Majesty the king."

"Hire?" Luciferia rubbed the notch on the gemstone and laughed, and quickly threw the gemstone back in the assassin's direction: "There is only one assassin who has not completed his task and took back the token." She paused , Waiting for the blood in his throat to spit out, he said firmly: "You are the assassin who assassinated Earl Raby."

Windsor smiled, and took the sapphire back into her pocket: "Yes, my lord. But I have to correct you, my assassination has never failed. The cage named Chaos Land is not enough to trap the assassin who is transformed into light and shadow , everything is under my control."

"Since you succeeded, you should immediately report to His Majesty the King." Luciferia sat up and asked pantingly, "Why did you appear here?"

"My assassins have spotted you and told me that you appear to be wounded."

The saint sneered, not believing the uninvited guest in front of her.

"Well, it's just that I prepared a better gift for His Majesty than a bloody head, but I think your safety seems to be better than the gift I prepared." The xylophone in Windsor's hand plucked, and the music immediately echoed in the air In the swaying hall, white light spots floated from the strings on Lucifera's body.

The wound gradually healed, and the gentle light element made Luciferia feel a little warmth. She sighed in the pool of blood, and then asked Windsor: "What gift did you prepare? The greatest assassin master of Dragon Tide."

The assassin plucked the strings and chanted in a deep voice: "The white-haired earl has ruby-like eyes, and gold coins can't hide his brilliance. Compared with the silence of death, living surrender is the best gift of the emperor." .”

Luciferia frowned and remained silent for a long time before she spoke, "Master Assassin, I'm dizzy right now, and I need a concise and clear answer."

Windsor: ...

Windsor: "Okay, my lord. I mean, a living Earl Raby is obviously more useful than a dead one, not to mention that he is now the knight commander of King Sol. I think His Majesty Luce will be happy to see it." Until I bring that beautiful Earl before His Majesty Luz."

"Chief Knight..." the saint murmured, gradually regaining her strength amidst the music, she supported the base of the statue and stood up slowly, returning to her proud and dignified appearance in the past.

Even though she was bloodied and embarrassed, she still insisted on maintaining the arrogance of standing in front of the temple and accepting prayers from thousands of people.

Windsor stopped plucking the strings: "My lord, your injury is too serious, I think there is only so much I can do. If you want, I can escort you back to the central temple safely."

"Where is Lord Rubby?"

"In a very safe place, under the watchful eye of my assassins."

Windsor smiled and stroked the xylophone in his hand: "Please allow him to be taken care of by me, after all, this is my task."

"Naturally, Master Assassin. Then tell me your price, a price that is enough for me to return to the Central Temple safely." Lucifera's eyes regained clarity. She died inside, she still had a lot of unfinished business, and it was impossible to end her life in the temple of this city.

The smile on Windsor's face deepened. He stretched out a finger and waved it: "I don't need gold coins, gems, or power status. I just need you to promise me one request."

Luciferia: "What request?"

"Please let me perform an opera at the entrance of the central temple." Windsor blinked slightly: "After all, I have collected good material in the chaotic place."

"Yes, but it is not allowed to slander His Majesty Luz." Luciferia nodded: "Any other requirements?"

Windsor shook her head: "No more, Lady Saint. Time is running out, and my carriage is waiting near the temple."

"But I have one more request." Lucifera looked at the ring in his hand and said coldly, "Take out that heart, Master Assassin. I don't think assassins and thieves refer to the same group of people."

"Is this your heart?" Windsor held the heart in her hand, and although she had been away from it for a long time, there was still a beating sound in her hand.

Luciferia didn't reach out to catch the warm heart, she clutched her abdomen and urged the golden staff, and the white light wrapped around Windsor's hand.

"Make a contract with me, and promise me that you will return this heart to the dragon knight."

Windsor was taken aback, and asked doubtfully, "Dragon Knight's heart?" "And he promised me that he would not let a third person know about it."

The staff in Luciferia's hand flickered slightly, waiting for the assassin's magic power to blend in. Her eyes were full of oppression and urging, which made the Windsor assassin couldn't help frowning.

After a long time, Windsor manipulated Gentle Light with magic power to deliver to the saint: "I promise."

The light illuminated the dim temple, the heart was put in the ring again, the tightly sealed door of the temple was pushed open, and the veiled saint regained her former dignity, her blood-stained white hair made people unable to look away .

The yellow spot in the twilight quietly separated from her body and merged into the damp soil. The connection between the elements was transmitted across regions, and the news that was thousands of miles away was sent to the magician across the wind and snow.

Midnight had already fallen, and in the chaotic city where the lights were extinguished, the wind and snow blew mercilessly. The earth elementals climbed the snow-capped mountains and crossed the grasslands, penetrated the black and thick walls of the castle, and woke up the sleeping brother.

Fei Xi, who had just finished exercising before going to bed, was lying on the bed, as if she had just fallen asleep and was pulled back from the dream to reality by the voice next to her ear.

Yilin put his arms across his waist and hugged him tightly, and the chests and backs of the two were close together. The earth element squeezed hard between the two, trying to separate the two, but it was of no avail.

Earth Element: Brother Brother Brother Brother

Fei Xi stretched out a hand to be entwined by the earth element, and the muttering sound was transmitted to the body along the ear, and the original heavy drowsiness was immediately dispelled, the magician stood up like a carp, and cursed Windsor in his heart for being a scumbag.

"Honey, what's the matter?" Yilin subconsciously put his arms around his waist, and patted his arm lightly: "Did you have a nightmare? Don't be afraid, I'm here, everything bad is just a dream."

Fei Xi pinched his face: "Phimau's heart is with Luciferia, and Lucifera gave him to Windsor and asked him to return him to Phoebe."

Yilin opened his eyes: "How do you know?"

"I left a little element mark on Luciferia, it doesn't matter Your Majesty, Windsor told Lucifer that Roland is the commander of the knight, and..."

Erin smiled: "I know this, dear. Windsor told me."

Fei Xi was taken aback: "I told you? Did Roland know?"

"No, but Windsor will explain to him, but it is really an accident that he met Luciferia. According to the plan, he should reveal Roland's identity when he meets Lusi XV, and then..."

"Cut off his head?" Fei Xi asked.

Yilin put his arms around him: "Shhh, my dear, don't say these things in the middle of the night, your king is not a bloodthirsty person."

"It's just that he needs to be taught a little lesson, but this lesson is to be carried out by Roland. After all, he is the victim whose head was coveted." Yilin pulled up the quilt and wrapped Fei Xi in it, gently rubbing his ears: "Just now Who said that you always want to sleep? Venus, even the stars need to rest when the night is late."

"Fimiu's heart..."

Yilin kissed the corner of his mouth: "Trust my knight commander, the box containing the heart will appear on my desk tomorrow. If you don't rest now, I'm afraid you won't have enough energy to break the curse on it."

Fei Xi remembered the book that made people drowsy at the first glance, and sighed: "I understand, but I need the help of the priest. After all, he is more familiar with these curses than I am."

"Of course, I will stay by your side, if I don't have much to do."

Yilin's voice became low, and the ballad sounded in his throat. Fei Xi was patted on the back and gently pulled into a thick sleep. The magician closed his eyes and dragged the king's pajamas and complained: "Your Majesty, don't sing a lullaby..."

The lullaby still echoed in the room, and the magician fell into sleep and gradually relaxed his breath. The king kissed his forehead, closed his eyes, embraced each other and waited for the dawn.

When the first rays of sunlight penetrated the clouds, the assassin in white knocked on the gate of the city of chaos, dodged the herd of pigs rushing out of the city for morning exercises, and placed the box in his hand in front of the king.

The giant dragon transformed into a human skeleton sat in the study room, and felt the familiar aura even though the box had not been opened.The flames in the eye sockets danced, staring at the wooden box and refusing to look away.

"I feel Fei Miao's breath."

The giant dragon walked to the table, crushed the upper lock with his bare hands, and took out his beating heart.

The human figure of the skeleton stood under the sun, holding the heart that belonged to the knight to his mouth, and the lips with only teeth touched lightly, feeling the warmth above.

After 500 years, he heard the heartbeat of his lover again.