I'm playing mud in Western Fantasy

When the first ray of morning light fell on the snow in the land of chaos, the gates of the city opened slowly, and the pigs running in the morning rushed out.The hoofprints on the snow were far away, and a group of magic stone-driven carriages drove out slowly. The red gemstone flag flew on the top of the carriages, and the fiery red carriages looked like a moving sun.

The city gate was about to close, and at the last moment a white horse caught up with the carriage, and the blond-haired, white-robed assassin rode his horse and drove alongside the largest carriage.

"Lord Earl, I think your flag is so bright that Luz's spies can see it from a hundred meters away."

The old Hunter who was driving took a look at him. The Windsor Assassin smiled at him and continued loudly: "Although it doesn't fit your status, Mr. Earl, this is His Majesty's task. I don't think you would like to see..."

"Remove the flag." The earl's voice came from inside the car, impatiently reminding the uninvited companion: "Compared with the failure that has not yet happened, I am more reluctant to see you, Master Windsor."

The assassin who coveted his own head was outside the car. It was obviously a fate of immortality, but he became a colleague walking side by side. Is there anything worse than this?

Roland Ruby propped his head up and yawned, his reddish eyes sparkled, and the thick white braids with jeweled hair combs hit the carriage wall with a crisp sound.He was leaning on the pillow, playing with the bright red rapier in his hand, imagining which angle to stab into the assassin's head so that the spurt of blood would be the most beautiful.

The assassin who is friendly to the light element exudes the light aura that he hates most but yearns for most. His golden hair and healthy body make people envy and envy from the bottom of his heart.

The red sword was turning between the snow-white fingers, the wind and snow outside the window continued, and the whistling wind made the count unable to hear the movement outside clearly, unable to judge whether the assassin who was smiling anytime and anywhere was still outside his window.

He was silent for a while, leaned forward and knocked on the door of the carriage to ask, "Has the flag been taken down? Old Hunter."

There was no reply outside the door. The earl thought his voice was too low, so he repeated it again, but this time there was still no response.

He opened the door of the carriage, and what rushed in with the cold wind was golden hair and a white robe wrapped with snow.

"I'm still thinking, when will the Earl open the car door?"

The assassin handed over the job of driving the carriage to the black-clothed assassin beside him, turned around and smiled at the earl, turning his head slightly to avoid the red rapier: "Your steward is getting old, I have already asked him to rest in another carriage. Things should still be left to young people.”

"What did you do to him?" The earl shook off his fur, and gradually approached the Windsor assassin: "Don't forget the oath you made before Your Majesty."

Signaling the man in black beside him to continue driving, the master assassin moved his finger away from the sword facing him: "Of course I dare not forget, but the earl is so powerful that he brought his own knight and steward, which really scares me."

He snapped his fingers lightly, and suddenly many black shadows appeared around the carriage.

"So, I figured I'd take my helper with me, too."

Roland frowned and looked at him: "What do you mean?"

Windsor put her right hand on her chest, and held a red sword in her left hand and gently kissed on the tip of the sword: "The League of Assassins will guard Earl Roland in Ruibi City and become your most loyal shelter in the dark night."

He raised his head, looked up at the count with a bad face, and showed a smile full of light elements: "So, I think your knights can rest."

The carriage went away, the red flag was replaced with black, and black shadows appeared on each carriage.

Ilyin watched all this from the window of the master bedroom in the castle. He didn't put down the curtains in his hands to block out the morning light until the carriage disappeared from sight.

There was a steady breathing sound from the bed, and the blue satin was kicked to the end of the bed, half of it fell to the ground and the other half was pressed by his feet.The quilt on the bed was made into a ball, and was half pressed and half hugged by the little magician.

Yilin stood by the bed and squatted, gently lifted Fei Xi's feet, put the silk into the ring, and then turned over on the bed, and hugged Fei Xi together with the quilt.

Feeling that there was an extra person in the quilt, Fei Xi closed his eyes and struggled a few times, and said in a daze, "No more... My stomach is swollen, I feel uncomfortable..."

Yilin held him in his arms, kissed his forehead, comforted his back, and coaxed him softly: "Sleep, dear."

"don't want……"

Fei Xi leaned against Yilin's cold body, and his consciousness gradually became clear. He buried his head and rubbed against his shoulder, and asked aloud, "Your Majesty?"

"Ribby and Windsor have set off." Ilyin whispered, "Roland brought his knights, and Windsor summoned his assassins. Don't worry, they will return safely."

Fishy: ...

Will he really return safely, and won't he be destroyed by internal strife before reaching the central temple?

Yilin saw through his thoughts, hugged him with a smile and gently kneaded his waist: "Don't worry, they have made an oath that they will not do anything to hurt each other, and even the people around them are within the scope of the oath. "

"After all, I think that Roland can't bring the knight with him, but Windsor is alone. This is too unfair. They are all my knight commanders. As a king, we should be fair."

Fei Xi snorted while lying on top of him: "If it's really fair, it's better to let only the two of them go, and neither of them is allowed to bring any entourage. It's more convenient."

"No, my dear morning star, you have forgotten Roland's body. He needs someone to take care of, and do you think he would be willing to let an assassin who coveted his head take care of him personally, or do you think a master assassin would be willing to do it with murderous hands?" What about servants?"

"His Majesty the King also washes clothes for his magician with the hand that signed the contract." Fei Xi said sullenly.

Yilin kissed his ear, and said with a joke: "That's because your king loves you, my dear morning star, my god. Their relationship is not the same. When there are only two people walking together, I think I am doomed to lose A knight commander."

Fei Xi lay sideways on the bed and looked up at him: "Your Majesty, who do you think you will lose?"

"Roland Ruby. The assassin is too cunning, our straightforward Earl is no match for him." Yilin put his arms around his waist and pressed gently: "Aren't you sore?"

Fei Xi was taken aback for a moment, then slapped his hand away: "It's uncomfortable, go away."

"Then are you satisfied? My god?" Yilin smiled and leaned into his body, kissing his already mottled back and shoulders, pious and affectionate.

"My beloved God, I await your judgment."

Yilin looked up at him, his green eyes were extraordinarily bright in the dark room.The black-haired deity did not dare to look into his eyes, and used his hands to resist his approaching body: "Your Majesty..."

"No, my dear Venus, you are my majesty." Yilin smiled, and a pleasant voice came out of his throat: "I am waiting for your answer."

Fei Xi was so annoyed, his body was sore and limp, and he could hear bones cracking even when he stretched his waist, but this little white-eyed wolf kept asking questions like a blue cat who was naughty after three thousand questions. Last night, he asked if he was comfortable. Is it good here, love him or not.Now I'm asking if I'm satisfied, thinking I'm a technician and giving a good rating, come back next time?

He slapped the little white-eyed wolf on the face: "If you ask me again, I will turn your whole body into a ball of black mud, only the head can move."

Yilin smiled: "I know you like it."

"I know and ask, does your Majesty think this is interesting?" Fei Xi pulled the quilt over her head, kicked Yilin a few times: "It's too early for Your Majesty to lie down and continue to sleep, so the quilt is not easy to cover."

"No, I should get up." Ilin brushed the black hair on the pillow, and said in a gentle voice, "You have a good rest, it's cold outside and don't run around in the castle, or should I ask the priest to come and accompany you?"

Fei Xi was taken aback when he heard the words, and pulled off the quilt to look at him: "Are you going on a long trip?"

The two looked at each other, and Feixi reminded before the king said: "We said that we should not hide from each other." He kicked Ilin's left hand with his right foot, and rubbed the king's wrist with his heel: "Here is my curse mark." , you are mine."

The king put his feet under the quilt: "I didn't want to hide you. Otherwise, I will start before you wake up. My dear, Phoebe's heart was dug out because of me, and Giles turned into a skeleton to save him , I can't stay out of it."

"You are not staying out of the matter, Earl Raby and Windsor are not..."

"No." Yilin shook his hand: "This matter cannot be entrusted to others. I will go to the south myself, break open the chest of that goddess, and bring back Fei Miao's heart."

Fei Xi frowned: "What happened?" He sat up on the bed and looked at the king in front of him: "What else happened in the south besides the war? My dear Majesty?"

"It's just some funny rumors." Yilin said lightly, "You don't need to listen to them."

Fei Xi raised her eyebrows: "Could it be that Your Majesty has another fiancée in the south behind my back? Is it the princess of the lord or the lady of the noble family? Or both?"

"Venus, I will only have you..."

"But a king can have many lovers."

Yilin stroked his hair annoyedly: "Honey, don't think so wildly, it will hurt me very much." He sighed and took out the scroll from the ring and handed it to Fei Xi: "It's just that the flowers you gave me were used by others, became a descendant of God."

"It's not wrong to say that it's a divine descent." Fei Xi snorted and unfolded the scroll in his hand.

"But the gods came because the gods came to the world. On the southern battlefield, a Sia brought by Chuxue appeared, and they surrounded her as the gods. It is the goddess who came to the world to relieve mortals from pain and war."

Fei Xi: "Oh, the Goddess sounds really good. But it's not bad to indulge such rumors. At least we don't have to bother to find her location when we go to the southern battlefield."

He put down the scroll in his hand and looked at the king in front of him with a smile and asked, "Are you angry?"

"Of course." Yilin kissed the back of his hand: "I am indeed very angry if someone pretends to be my envoy."

Fei Xi stroked his cheek: "I don't think you need to be angry about this."

Yilin shook his head: "You know, in the sky of Saumir's royal family, only one morning star is enough, my dear envoy."