Forced to become a delicate companion of a paranoid lord

Sal thought he was in control of everything about Shevi, so any slight change in his little rose would be noticed by him immediately.

As a warrior, Thrall didn't know much about magic, but he could feel the power fluctuations unique to magicians. With Shevi's magic power greatly improved, the changes in this fluctuation would become extremely obvious.

No longer affected by the restrictions of the ruins, Thrall woke up at six o'clock as usual. The moment he opened his eyes, he discovered the change in Xie Weimo's power.

Reaching out and feeling around Shevi's body, Sal discovered that Little Rose was not wearing the nightgown that he had put on her before going to bed.

He placed his hands on both sides of his sleeping partner's cheeks, then leaned in and started sniffing from the hair. Sal smelled it carefully from head to toe. After confirming that there was no smell of blood on Xie Wei's body, he reached out and checked it again carefully.

Because he was used to Sal's closeness, Xie Wei did not feel uncomfortable. He even snuggled into Sal's arms again.

The Snowfield Lord, who had originally shown an unhappy expression and a gloomy and cold look when he smelled someone else's scent on Xie Wei, softened a little after Xie Wei took the initiative to get close to him...

The hot breath wrapped around his neck. Before Xie Wei fully opened his eyes, he had already stretched his body in cooperation with the other party's actions.

The extremely superior high nose of the Parasau man stroked Shevi's cheek. Sal turned sideways and held the dazed person in his arms. He reached out to untie the torn nightgown and threw it aside. When he was about to kiss the little rose's beautiful and soft lips again, a very deliberate cough was heard outside the tent.

The moment Xie Wei heard the light cough, he woke up completely. He first crawled into the quilt, then rolled to the side with the quilt, but before he could roll away, he was pulled back by Sal.

Outside Shevi and Sal's tent, Iriel was holding Frost, with Raymond beside him.

Raymond's hearing was better than that of the Parasau people. He could hear clearly what the people in the tent were doing. Observing Irel's gloomy face, Raymond hesitated and said, "Irel, do you want me to go in and help? They seem to be fighting."

The black-haired magician closed his eyes and endured it again and again. Finally, he gritted his teeth and said to the man who was eager to go in and help: "Take Flos to have breakfast first."

"I want to have breakfast with you. I don't want to..." Raymond said halfway. Seeing that Yrel gathered magic elements in his palm in an instant, he quickly reached out and grabbed Frost from Yrel's arms and jumped away. "Let's go to have breakfast. Let's go to have breakfast now, Yrel. I'm very obedient."

After Raymond ran away with Frost, Iriel waited for about fifteen minutes before his beloved brother, who was neatly dressed and carried out of the tent in the arms of the Lord of the Snowfield.

Taking Shevi's thin skin into consideration, Thrall didn't actually do anything excessive. He just thought that Iriel might have hugged Shevi, so driven by a strong possessive desire, he kissed Shevi all over his body.

Strive to wrap your own little rose in your own scent.

His behavior was very similar to that of a wild animal marking its territory. Xie Wei was actually somewhat used to it. He did not object to it, but he felt very embarrassed when he knew that Iriel was outside the tent.

Five years of secret trial did not dilute Xie Wei's attachment to Thrall. Instead, it made him accumulate a lot of thoughts about Thrall. With his fingertips curling up Thrall's pigtails, Xie Wei knew that if it were not for the wrong venue and the lack of privacy, he might allow Thrall to do something even more excessive at this moment.

Of course, Sal also noticed this. Today, Little Rose was particularly tolerant of him. It seemed that no matter what request he made, his Little Rose would not refuse him. She would only give him a soft smile, hug his neck and say, "Okay."

"Have breakfast first." After speaking gently to Xie Wei, Irel turned coldly to the Lord of the Snowfield.

"Your Highness has just come of age and is still very weak. Lord Pucas, please be considerate."

His words were polite and tactful, and Xie Wei's face suddenly turned red. Sal nodded calmly and said, "I will."

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"So, your magic power has changed like this because you passed the secret realm trial? And these are the treasures you got from the secret realm, then... what are the specific contents of this secret realm trial?"

After finishing breakfast, the four people and the dragon sat around a portable table and listened to Xie Wei telling them what happened last night. Since the specific content of the secret trial could not be told to others, Xie Wei could only pick out some things he could tell them.

When Thrall heard Shevi say that Irel broke free from the restrictions and accompanied him to find the door to the secret realm, his face felt as hot as if he had been slapped twice.

He lowered his head and didn't dare to look at Xie Wei, but he pricked up his ears when he heard Iriel asking Xie Wei about the content of the secret realm trial.

"The content of the trial is... a dream, a dream that goes back to the past."

Hearing this, Iriel stopped asking. He knew that Xie Wei must have hidden something from them, but seeing the little guy racking his brains and thinking about how to make up a lie to them with an embarrassed look on his face, he felt very soft-hearted.

Is the content of the trial important? Not important.

As long as his brother is fine, nothing else matters.

"This wand suits you very well."

Without further ado, Iriel picked up the wand on the table. When he was about to check what the wand was made of, he saw familiar magic runes on the wand.

These magic runes were carved one by one using special tools. There are magic runes exactly the same as these on Iriel's wand.

"Is there any problem?" Seeing Irel staring at the wand, Xie Wei leaned over to look, but was caught off guard by the deep sadness in Irel's eyes.

Such sadness made his heart ache, so he reached out to hug the other person, or perhaps he wanted the other person to hug him.

Raymond was furious when he saw the man who hugged Yrel and then was hugged by Yrel. He knew it! He knew it! Yrel's brother would snatch Yrel from him sooner or later!

One little dragon isn't enough, now there's a little brother!

Irel lied to him again, he clearly said that he didn't want this brother now!

Sensing that the atmosphere was wrong, Thrall raised his face and took a glance. His silver-gray eyes were filled with storms.

In a rage, the Lord of the Snowfield called out his partner's full name word by word.

"Shiavi Fichold!"