Forced to become a delicate companion of a paranoid lord

Hearing Thrall calling his full name, Shevi's arm on Irel's shoulder trembled reflexively. In fact, the hug between the two of them was not very intimate. They just leaned against each other sideways.

However, this distance was obviously beyond the tolerance of the Lord of the Snowfield.

Noticing that Xie Wei was tense, Iriel's eyes shot towards the man opposite like ice cones. At the same time, he held Xie Wei's waist and pulled him to sit on his lap.

Gently stroking the platinum hair of the person in his arms, the black-haired magician looked at the Lord of the Snowfield, who suddenly stood up with a gloomy and terrifying face, and spoke in a not very polite tone.

"Sit back, you're scaring him."

Raymond, who had stood up after Thrall stood up, sat back down obediently. Frost, who had been sitting on the table gnawing on the magic crystal, saw that Thrall was still standing there like a stone sculpture, so he flapped his wings and flew away.

After flying to the height of Sal's shoulders, Flos grabbed Sal's collar and pulled him down, trying to make him sit back in the chair.

Xie Wei was held tightly in Iriel's arms. He couldn't break free from his brother's arms. He tried to say something to ease the tense atmosphere, but was stopped by his brother.

Yrel touched his brother's lips with a leather-gloved finger, signaling him to remain silent, and then lifted the magic that concealed his true appearance.

The long straight black hair quickly changed into slightly curly platinum hair, and the azure eyes returned to their original lake blue color.

Before Yrel's appearance completely changed back to its original form, when Thrall saw her slightly curly platinum hair, his sanity, which had almost been lost due to anger, instantly returned, and his instinct drove him to sit back in the chair.

As soon as I sat down, I heard the magician with the iconic platinum hair color of the royal family of the Heiseidon Empire speaking word by word.

"Respected Lord Sal Pucas, please allow me to reintroduce myself. My real name is Egbert Ficheld. His Royal Highness Ilias, the former eldest prince of the Heisedon Empire, is my father, and Her Royal Highness Florence, the Princess, is my mother. The current Imperial Rose, His Royal Highness Siyavi Ficheld, is my brother who is related by blood and has the same father and mother..."

Irel spoke the Paraso language with a southern accent, and the tone sounded very pleasant, but to the Lord of the Snowfield opposite, these words were like thousands of pounds of rocks piled on his head, ready to fall down at any time.

After hearing Yrel's words, Thrall's first thought was not what evidence the other party had to prove that what he said was true, but another question:

His little rose now has someone who is blood-related and closer to her.

The Lord of the Snowfield could not deny the dark thoughts he had when he found out that Little Rose's relatives had all died. He felt sorry for his partner, but at the same time he was somewhat fortunate that he had no relatives and that he was the closest person to him in the world.

Iriel had no objects to prove his identity. His white-blond hair, his face that resembled Florence, and his lake-blue eyes that were exactly the same as Elias's could all be forged.

But after he held Xie Wei in his arms with an absolutely protective attitude and finished that long self-introduction, Sal had already made his judgment.

……

Xie Wei got a magic wand that suits him in the secret realm, and his magic power also increased significantly after the trial in the secret realm. Therefore, the four of them unanimously decided to end the exploration of the ruins early.

On the way back, Xie Wei saw the stone statue of Dagumbi. After pulling Sal to ask some questions about Dagumbi's deeds, he placed the round cake he made with the light magic element in the stone bowl for offerings.

Dagambie likes to chew on these round cake-shaped light magic elements. It is said that this thing is like a snack to him and can satisfy his cravings.

After Xie Wei and his group disappeared from the sight of the stone statue, the stacked light magic element cakes in the stone bowl below the statue disappeared one after another at a very regular speed.

After coming out of the ruins, Xie Wei looked around and found himself feeling a little strange when he saw the guards waiting at the entrance of the ruins.

For others, they only stayed in the ruins for about two days, but for Xie Wei, it was a full five years.

During these five years, the things he experienced and the people he met seemed like a real dream, but he knew clearly that it was not a dream.

But no matter whether it was a real or illusory dream, he could only bury it deep in his heart.

On the way back to the camp, Xie Wei hid in Thrall's cloak and looked at the snow scenery along the way. He felt Thrall's depressed mood, but the road was not a good time to talk.

Therefore, it was not until they returned to the camp of Stone Forest Tower, finished dinner, washed up and sat on the bed that Xie Wei asked him while untying Sal's braids.

"I'm sorry, Thrall. I didn't tell you right away that Mr. Yrel was my brother. Are you still angry?"

"Of course not. How could I be angry with you? I'm just angry with myself." Thrall hugged Xie Wei in his arms and rubbed his chin against Xie Wei's forehead. "I didn't break free from the restraints and couldn't be with you, but Yrel could. This is the second time I failed to protect you. This makes me feel useless and I'm not a qualified partner."

Without waiting for Xie Wei to speak, he continued: "I am always too harsh on you. I can never control my emotions well. Sooner or later, you will get tired of me, my little prince."

Sarr was always very domineering and strong, and this was the first time Shevi had heard him say such self-loathing and negative words.

This reminded him of the young Thrall, who was not strong enough to protect himself at that time.

Feeling extremely uncomfortable and aching in his heart, Xie Wei turned around, knelt down, hugged Sal, and gently patted his back to comfort him.

"My brother is a spiritual magician, so he can break free from the restrictions. It is normal for Thrall to be affected because he is a warrior. You have protected me well, and I will protect you too. Please don't say such things, okay? Besides, you have done very well now. You have not made me feel unbearable. I like you, and I will not get tired of you."

From an angle that Xie Wei couldn't see, the Lord of the Snowfield's eyes flashed with a strange look. He licked his sharp canine teeth. He clearly wanted to rub his partner, who had said cute words to him but was unaware of it, into his body. However, he continued to pretend to be lost, and let his partner coax him patiently in a depressed mood.

"I learned it!" Raymond, who was forced to eavesdrop, suddenly realized, as his five senses were many times more sensitive than those of the Parasau people.

Iriel, who was coaxing Flos to sleep, glanced at him coldly.

Raymond saw Yrel looking at him, so he moved closer to Yrel and wanted to put his learning into practice, but he just said something when he was brewing a depressed mood.

"Yrel, I feel so useless."

All the subsequent lines were blocked by the other party's words "Shut up and go to sleep."

Lying on the carpet holding Yrel's cloak, Raymond couldn't understand why Yrel and his brother were not alike at all, even though they were from the same nest! Not gentle at all!

but……

Even though Yrel was always fierce, he still liked Yrel the most.