Violet and the Thorn Bird

"Hmm." The little Zhengtai who was sitting cross-legged on the roof of the tavern devoured the bread, "Sharp...sharp judgment, this man Eugene has never seen before." There were more bread piled up beside him, pumpkin bib shorts The exposed calf is well-proportioned and beautiful.He stuffed the bread with all his might, and his butter-soaked fingers were long and slender, dancing in mid-air like pulling strings, "Eugene decided to give you a greeting gift as compensation for your rejection of Eugene's magic spell."

The heavy fist suddenly smashed into the water, and the water splashed.The huge fist shattered the tiles, and the protruding pool immediately began to leak water.

"I haven't put on pants yet!" Gal tightened the towel, "I'm not used to fighting with bare buttocks! Can't you wait for me to go up and change!"

"The puppet has no manners," Borg said. "He's a kid."

"Eat... the child..." The other party's weird smile remained unchanged, and he stood up to a full four meters high.Swollen limbs dragging on the ground, crawling like an animal, he repeated, "...the elf bastard... eats the bastard..."

"Here," Borg said, "your dessert."

"Eat..." He suddenly laughed hastily, and the laughter was dull through his stomach.He seemed to have locked on to the target, swinging his huge fist and smashing it wildly.

Water splashed all over his body, and Gal kept dodging in the hit.He smashed his fists earth-shatteringly at Borg's position, and Borg dodged quickly.He continued to grab with his palms, and his movements did not show any slowness.Huge fingers brushed against his shoulders, and Borg grabbed his fingers and snapped them in reverse.

"No...it doesn't hurt..." He kept smiling, the hole in his smiling face staring deeply at Borg who was close at hand, "It doesn't hurt..."

He quickly tightened his hands and grabbed Borg at the cost of breaking a finger.Borg dragged his hand, dragging his body back.He withdrew his strength, and Borg's shoulders were pinched, and Gall immediately stepped on his unretractable arm and rolled over.

A punch hit him between the eyebrows suddenly, and the sound of bones cracking was dense.Gall's punch made him fall backwards, and the entire cave door was crushed.

"...It hurts..." His loose hand spread out on the ground, as if he couldn't get up for a while.

"The fist that smashed the head." Gal raised his fist, "The romance of a man!"

"...the pain...isn't there..." He clumsily bit the words, "...no...the pain..."

"It doesn't hurt at all." Zhengtai licked the cream off his fingertips. "It's as gentle as grandma's touch, and Eugene doesn't hurt at all." He said happily, "Borg who lost his sword is like a waste. will die."

Borg knocked Gal down with one kick, and Gal immediately rolled away on the ground, and the deafening slam was heard next to his ears, and the splashing tiles hit his body.The puppet sat down where Gal was just now, "Stomp... trample to death... trample the bastard to death..."

"The bastard bastard is so annoying!" Gal grabbed one of the puppet's feet and dragged the puppet up. He violently threw the puppet against the collapsed waste brick, "Say his name!"

"Terrible strength." A thread tied to the fingertips of Zhengtai was pulled straight, and he couldn't even retract the finger. "It's the first time Eugene has seen such terrifying strength. It's so scary. Eugene likes it so much... "

The puppet was dragged by Gal. His huge body seemed to be hollow, but the ground he dragged had deep marks.Gal's left eye was already hot, and he frantically swung the puppet up again, this time knocking down the long pillars in the corridor.The golem knocked down the column and was hit head and face by the falling trash, but he quickly grabbed Gal's arm.

"... eat..." the puppet said.

Gal's arm began to hurt tremendously, and his other hand pressed firmly on the puppet's finger, playing a huge game with the opponent.The human body is too fragile, Gal clearly heard the sound of his arm, and he licked his lips.

"Dirty." Gal stared at the pair of black holes, as if he could see the warlock behind him, "The lowly one who dedicated his life to the abyss, take your toys and get out of my sight!"

Gal's left eye turned red suddenly, and the invisible thread on Zhengtai's fingertips snapped off immediately, and his finger was broken by the broken thread.The blood squeezed out from his fingertips, he fed it into his mouth, and finally frowned cutely.

"Eugene won't leave." Zhengtai said, "You are so fierce."

The puppet's arm was twisted first, he was still holding Gal, but his body was separated by Borg's hand.Borg held the invisible string in his hand, causing his palm to bleed. He lifted the string and pulled the puppet away from Gal with its head tilted.Borg dragged the puppet, and the corners of the puppet's mouth began to curl down as he pulled, and the posture of tilting its head gradually twisted.

"Beautiful posture." Borg took the thread, and blood soaked a few thin red lines in mid-air, "Beautiful sneak attack, I will give you another beautiful ending."

One side of the puppet's head was tilted too far, and the other side's neck had already started to make a tearing sound.Borg stepped on the golem's twitching fingers, looking down into the empty eyes of the crying face.

The tearing sound leaked the smell of blood.

"You interrupted my flirting." Borg said slowly while the puppet breathed intermittently, "I'm a little angry."

"It's broken." There was a regretful "ah" sound, "The bastard took apart Eugene's toys, and he terrorized Eugene's heart. Unforgivable, disgusting bastard."

The severed neck began to twitch, a claw protruded from the cut flesh, and a sharp-billed corpse bird came out.It was covered in red, broke free from the puppet's neck, and then continued to drill out the corpse bird, even pecking at the puppet's stomach and limbs.

"Borg." Gal covered his left eye, "Stand back Borg, I smell the abyss. These crazy warlocks! They sacrificed their souls and lives to the darkness, from which they obtained immortal corpses and demonized corpse birds .These birds are no ordinary carcass birds, they dare to peck even thorn birds."

The sharp bird screamed harshly, and the black bird with fluttering wings rushed towards the body.The long and sharp claws can help them clean open the chest cavity and stomach of the animal, and let the fragrance of the internal organs capture their small heads instantly.

They want guts.

Gray smelled some blood in the ale. He thought he was drunk, so he bumped Fanny with his elbow, "How long has Boss been soaking? Why haven't they come back? I'm already drunk!"

"Wake up Gray!" Fanny stood up suddenly, and the tip of her nose moved slightly, "I smell... a strong... bloody smell! Get up!"

A corpse-picking bird fluttered down from the open window, staring at the chaos in the tavern.

"By the gods." Fanny pointed at the bird, "Kill it!"

Gray knocked the bird over with a glass, and there was silence.He scratched his cheek, "But nothing happened..."

Countless corpse-picking birds poked their heads densely from windows, doorways, and gaps, staring at them.

"...You are right." Gray picked up his axe, "They make me a little shy."

Gal was pressed down by Borg with one hand, and then the air burned fiercely, and the feathers of the impacting corpse bird were scalded.This time Gall could see clearly that the bright red Vulcan mark appeared on Borg's naked upper body, spreading from his right hand to the heart.

Gal's left eye was more painful than usual with the imprint.

The smell of burnt feathers was unpleasant, and the scavenger birds kept crowding. They only stared at the two delicious chests and haunches, and the smell of internal organs drove them crazy.

"Should I remind you!" Gal raised his hand to cover his nose, "Your towel was burned."

"Thank you, yours is similar." Borg pushed his face away with one hand, "Be polite."

"Uh huh." Gal's arm pinched by the puppet was still limp, and he just turned his head like this, "Can I not use this position? I don't want to look at them... oh, their mouths are going to stick to my face !"

"Then are you going to stick to my face?" Borg and he struggled to move away from the scavenger hunt, "Two naked men face to face?"

"Touching friendship." Gal said, "Walking on a moonlit night and walking a bird together, damn it, I'm about to cry! The greatest coexistence of knights and hunters! Let this night become dust, and we will forget it tomorrow, okay?" , promise my dear!"

"If I can live until tomorrow." Borg straightened his face and said affectionately to him, "I forgot to say, my temperature stopped."

The silence of staring at each other.

silence.

lonely……

"Ah!" Gal and he ran up, and the two naked men kept the crazy corpse bird behind their buttocks like a wind, and ran desperately to the compartment where the clothes were placed.

"You bastard!" Gal snarled, "Your mark is burning! Burning bastard!"

"I forgot to bring the scabbard." Borg tied on a new bath towel he grabbed halfway, "Vulcan is actually not friendly to me."

Cal felt a cool swish in the back, as if the beak of a corpse bird had touched him.He ran forward even harder, and Borg was a step behind him.

"They sure are more interested in you," Borg said. "He kisses right away."

Gal has never run so fast!

"Very good," Borg said, "ass up."

Gal said, "...you're going to get paid bastard!"

The scabbard was on the clothes, and when they entered the cubicle, Gal kicked the door shut.But the scavengers' talons ripped open the door like paper, and they scrambled to stick their heads out at Gal.

"Borg!" Gal confronted them, "Borg Borg!"

Borg flipped up the scabbard, and flames burst forth from where the scabbard passed.The temperature of the compartment suddenly rose sharply, and the roasting aroma of the corpse-picking bird filled the room.The sky above the narrow pool was suddenly swallowed by the fire dragon, and the flames engulfed the entire area.

The whole hot spring was on fire.

"I don't want to see the corpse bird again in my life." Gall fell on the bench, covering his left eye, "summon the Borg again."

Borg put on his clothes, pressed it on his left eye, then took out a cigarette from his pocket, and bit it into his mouth without jumping fire, "Your generosity surprises me."

Gal pulled his clothes to cover his body, "Yes, I'm that open."

Borg suddenly laughed.

"What are you laughing at?" Gal looked at him with his right eye, "...are you stimulated?"

"Yes." Borg turned to look at him, "Bird."

"..." Gal covered his face with his clothes, "I'm big! Thank you!"