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Orm's pale face flushed, and Farr wasn't sure if it was anger or embarrassment after he told him, "Who's pretending to be drowning?! I just—just fell asleep!"

After finishing speaking, Aum himself felt that the reason was too absurd and untenable, so he hurriedly changed the topic: "What's your name? I can't always call you 'Prince from Heaven', can I?"

"Fal, Fal Warlock." Fal stretched out his hand, "From Asgard, you can also call me Baldr."

"I know you, the God of Light." Aum looked at Farr again with a new look, not holding the mentality of "all human beings are terrible" like at the beginning, looking at this Aspen who is between teenagers and youths. Even though Farr's blond hair was sticking to his cheeks wetly, and his whole body was soaked, Orm still admitted, "You are worthy of all those legendary words."

Then he looked at Farr's hand in front of him: "What are you doing?"

"A kind of etiquette." Farr waited patiently, "A handshake can express friendship."

"Asgardian?" Orm hesitated to put his hand on it, Fal felt as if he was holding a piece of ice, and he touched Orm's clothes with his other hand-it seemed a kind of Fal drained the seawater on the scales, and Orm touched his dry hair unaccustomed.

"Landman." Farr also let his blond hair become fluffy and soft again, "So I appear in the legend here? I want to hear what you know about me."

Farr also dried the reef, and lay on the reef refreshingly, as if he wanted to listen to Aum tell him a story.

Orm took his hand back. He didn't like the etiquette of land people, but he was curious about Farr—he might be getting his first friend in his life, so he could bear it for the time being.

Like Farr, he also lay down and turned his back to the sky. The sky hadn't completely darkened yet, but he could gradually see a few stars.

"When I was a kid, my mother would tell me fairy tales to lull me to sleep." Aum's haircut made him uncomfortable lying flat, and out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of Farr's hands folded behind his head, and he changed to the same one. Posture, "People say that the king and queen of Asgard have a young son, Baldr, the god of light. He has long hair that is soft and delicate like sand, and his eyes are filled with the bluest and most beautiful water in the Seven Seas, like red coral. Lips—" Farr couldn't help laughing: "I believe this is the Atlantis version of a bedtime story. Your mother must love you very much."

Aum was silent for a while: "I don't know... I have a half-brother." His eyes were unfocused, "My mother Atlanna is the Queen of Atlantis, I My father, Owax, was the captain of the guard, but my mother was displeased with this political marriage, she fled ashore, lived with an unknown landman for several years, and gave birth to a child. After that My father still found her, and she had to go back to China to marry my father and have me. So she must have never expected my birth, I think she loves my brother who has never met more."

"Does your brother live near here?" Farr seemed to have understood something.

Orm cleared his throat. "How do I know he...well I heard he's always here, saving some fishing boats or something."

"So you pretended to be drowning in the hope of being rescued by your brother." Farr said, "Did the legend tell you that I have two brothers? The eldest brother was born to my parents, and the second brother and I were adopted. It is said that our relationship good."

"Are you adopted? Oh, I don't mean anything else, just..." Aum sighed, "So, is a complicated family relationship a standard for a prince?"

Farr was amused by him: "No. It has nothing to do with whether you are a prince or not."

"But I have seen many ordinary Atlanteans. Their parents would hug them and talk and hold their hands." Aum said, "My father would only tell me that I am Prince of Atlantis, I can't do this, it's disgraceful."

"What does your mother say at a time like this?" Farr asked. "She sounds rebellious. You should see it differently."

Orm's eyelashes drooped. "She didn't tell me what she thought. She died."

"...I will accompany you to find your brother, as an apology for my unintentional destruction of your plan." The blond young man stood up and pulled Aum up, "Do you know any clues about your brother? ?”

"I know his name, Arthur Curry." Orm pointed to the direction of the lighthouse in front of the left, and said vaguely, "He lives there with his landman father."

Fall wanted to laugh again: "This is definitely the easiest commission I've ever done, Aum."

The prince of Atlantis blushed again: "I don't want to take the initiative to meet him! I know this is just to avoid him!" He talked too much with this strange Asgardian today, Aum He clenched his trident and retreated towards the edge of the reef, "It's too late and I'm going back to the palace. If you're still staying here, I'll find a chance to come see you again."

He leaned back and jumped into the sea like a fish.

He leaned out his upper body a little worriedly: "...you will be here? Are we friends? I shook hands as you said."

"we are."

……

Because Orm said it was very close to Poseidonis, the capital of Atlantis, he could sneak out without disturbing the palace guards and go back before he was discovered, so Farr rented a house nearby.

The distance at which the lighthouse can be seen from the window.

Maine, with its high latitude, claims to be in winter seven months a year, with snow from October to April.So when Farr waited for Orm by the reef, he often carried an oil lamp in one hand and an oversized bath towel in the other.

A few nights later he was discovered by the tower guards.

The man wearing a knitted hat with gray sideburns shouted at him: "My child, you are wearing too little clothes, you will get sick!" He took the initiative to invite Farr to sit at his home and drink a cup of hot tea to warm his body. "Weather forecasts are never accurate, are they?"

Farr glanced into the sea, and Aum only showed a golden head, mouthing him to follow.

"Thank you for your generosity." Fall put the towel on himself, and followed closely behind the tower keeper.

"Are you waiting for someone? I'm Tom, Tom Curry, and I've been guarding here for many years." Tom poured him a cup of hot tea, "I haven't seen you before, you may not be very fond of Port of Grace Understood, but child, I have to tell you that night is not safe, what if you accidentally slipped and fell into the sea?"

Farr was holding hot tea in both hands, and the steam made his delicate eyebrows and eyes shadowy: "Wait for a friend." He saw a group photo on the coffee table, a family of three - it seems that Aum is very similar to his mother, from blond hair to blue eyes To the pale skin, "Is this your wife and son on it?"

Tom nodded with a smile.

"Dad—" Arthur pushed open the door, and was surprised to find that there was a guest at home today, and he was still a beauty.He has only seen two people with such good looks, and the other is his mother.

Farr stood up: "Falr, Farr Warlock. Nice to meet you." Arthur Curry.

He originally wanted to say that the two brothers looked too different, but after thinking of his own two older brothers, he was able to quickly accept this difference again.Maybe a complicated family relationship is not a standard match for a prince, but maybe a strong elder brother and a thin younger brother are.

"Arthur Curry." Arthur was a little uncomfortable under Farr's gaze, "Please don't be too polite...I'm going to take a shower."

Sometimes the phrase "everyone loves Farr" means that he makes the person he's talking to feel like a joy to talk to, no matter how much they share a common language with him.

Arthur came out of the bathroom with his upper body naked, startled by his father's loud laugh: "Dad?"

Tom patted Farr on the shoulder: "My God! Farr, I really like you! We can chat very well. Unlike Arthur, he even sips beer, so what's the point?"

"Dad!" Arthur rushed to the coffee table and confirmed that the old and the young were only drinking hot tea instead of wine. He made a helpless expression, "My dad can drink me under the table, but I can't. Quite drinkable."

Farr chatted with the father and son for a while. Before saying goodbye, he asked if he could take a group photo: "We hit it off very well. I want to introduce you to my friends."

The friend in his mouth is of course Aum.

The prince of Atlantis was relieved to see him walking back to the old spot where the two met: "I thought you wouldn't come over tonight. Did you see them?"

Farr showed him the photo: "Your brother looks much taller."

Orm leaned closer: "He looks like a dyed polar bear upright!"

"...I guess you mean the brown bear." Farr asked. "Did you see him in the sea today?"

Aum pursed his lips tightly: "No."

That is there.

"You saw him by accident." Fal found the steps for Aum, but Aum's eyes started to turn red with anger, "Aum?"

"My vassal, my mother's old vassal, Vico." Orm gritted his teeth, stomping his trident on the ground angrily, "I saw him secretly teaching that—that half-breed how to use a trident! He was expecting that Will the mixed blood defeat me? But I will not lose, I am the rightful king of Atlantis!"

"Aum, relax." Farr grabbed Orm's weapon, "If you push harder, this large piece of reef will be shattered into powder. You and Arthur have different education..."

"Help me, Fal." Orm interrupted him very eagerly, "We can form an alliance, you help me unify the seven seas, and I will send you to the throne of Asgard. After that, I am willing to make an alliance with you." You divide the land equally."

Farr narrowed his eyes. "Arthur won't make you so anxious. You have other problems. What is it, Orm?"

The author has something to say: I saw some speculation, ah, I really want to spoil it but I can't!

I have to hold back!

Some little angels said that the copy in the back feels a bit repetitive?Ah, I didn’t find it when I wrote it myself (scratching my head) I’ll try to fix it later!Thank you little angel for your opinion mua~