Violet and the Thorn Bird

The peeping eyes shine brightly among the collapsed rubble, they rotate and connect with each other, and quickly send a threatening tremor to the temple in the silent ice vein.

"The Pope is above." The suppressed wizard gasped at the Peeping Eye, "The Ratman lit the ground... The fire in the Peeping Eye is screaming... Please hurry up..."

Dude was crawling towards him, and there were crawling ratmen everywhere. Their numbers were astonishing, and their sharp claws and short stature could help them escape from the ruins as soon as possible.

The wizard stopped to report, and he slapped the peeping eye with his bloody palm, "Punish them... make them stop! Stop immediately!"

The forbidden spell of the temple was tense in his mind, and Dude twitched his head in severe pain.The Ratmen screamed miserably. They scratched their heads, fluttering in dust, like black tides crawling out of underground cracks.

Gall leaped down from above, the wind of his landing sweeping away the dust.The peeping eye under the wizard's palm rolled to Gal's feet, and the shouts of the temple came intermittently.Gall's toe of his shoe rolled the crystal ball, and he stared at it condescendingly.

"Good afternoon, gentlemen," Gal said, "The Pope didn't wipe his ass clean today, and I look forward to his next performance."

The crystal ball cracked upon hearing the sound, and the fire in the inner core was extinguished instantly.Belle dropped and ate them.The cub seems to like eating peeping eyes very much. It couldn't bite them half a month ago, but now it chews them until it rattles and swallows them like candy.

"No..." The wizard patted the ground with his hands in horror, "Monster..."

Belle hiccupped, its belly full now, and landed on top of the wizard's head, pressing his face to the ground, telling him to shut up, proving that the cub didn't like being called a monster.

Gall stretched his arms very comfortably, the Borg's flames were always behind him, and the actual wings were only a fleeting ghost.His eyes left Peeping Eyes and landed on Du De, who was crouching with his head in his arms.

Dude also peeked at Gal through the gap between his arms, and Dude felt a shuddering majesty in that gaze.He hugged his body tightly and whispered, "I..."

With a snap of his fingers, the falling sickle was blocked by the air, and the sickleman was immediately thrown out.The sharpness of the sickle brushed against the invisible wings, making a harsh friction sound, and was fanned out of the gap.

Gal didn't even look up.

He pointed back at Dude, "Take your men, run hard, run now."

Dude's chest was tight, and he got up almost immediately, dragged the old man out of the broken pieces, and ran in the direction Garr pointed with the Rat Man.The wind at the back suddenly stopped, and the next moment the entire forest was shaking in the huge wind, the ground collapsed downward, surrounded by flames and strong wind, making all sounds no longer clear.

"Give him to me, Borg." Gal lowered his figure and said into the voice, "Please dear."

Borg stepped back. "Enjoy yourself."

The sickle slammed into the front of Borg, but he stopped everything without dodging, and flicked the unfinished cigarette in the air, sparks shimmered, and sent it into his mouth.The scythe was already approaching his head, Borg's shoulders were slightly heavy, and a strong, scorching wind suddenly blew out from both sides of him, and the scythe was once again resisted by an invisible thing, and it was knocked away.

"Hurry up." Borg bit his cigarette calmly, "Night is coming."

Gal supported Borg's shoulders, and the stranger under the cloak didn't even see when he appeared and when he disappeared. In short, when the scythe hooked back, Gall was already behind him.The back of the scythe man was kicked suddenly, as if he was hit by a heavy mountain, his whole body was quickly shot out.He turned the long scythe to hook the tree, and his whole body swung back into the air again. The long scythe turned and slammed against Gall, but it was useless. The silver charm on the long scythe even screamed, highlighted by the irresistible blow. With ferocious roaring cheeks.The body can no longer be controlled by himself, the scent of flowers has no effect on Gal, he seems to be picking on the pattern of the long scythe, and what is frightening is that no matter how tricky the scythe man attacks from, it will be blocked by the invisible barrier , like a layer of indestructible armor, leaving Gal unscathed.

Gall grabbed the scythe man by the scruff of the neck, pressing down on his body like a chicken.The two fell straight down from the air immediately, the ground they rushed to was blasted and sunken, and their faces were already close to the ground, but Gal still didn't stop.

Heck!

The scytheman's cloak flew away, and he stared at the ground close at hand, hissing at the top of his lungs, "Stop! Stop!"

The flames scattered immediately when Gal spread his wings, and the broken rocks on the ground flew up. Gall pressed his face on the soil, but at that moment he was not killed.

The sickle man's heart is about to jump out!

The sickle slammed into the ground beside him, and the blown fragments from above slammed into chaos. He was so frightened that he fainted.

"Perfect!" Gal excitedly opened his arms to Borg, jumped up, and held Borg between his legs, "Did you see Borg! Super strong! They are very obedient, this familiar feeling makes my heart speed up, and I will be there soon." want……"

His excitement stopped suddenly, and his whole body fell backwards, and Borg caught him.

"I advise you not to get too excited." Borg put his palm on Gal's chest, "Its load will collapse, and your heart will burst."

Gal pressed his chin stiffly on Borg's shoulder.

"Now." Borg turned around holding him like this, looking at a messy forest and ground, "We still have to be responsible for these."

"Let Gray use the imprint to recover." Gal rubbed his chin irritably, "Damn it, I want to fly! We're going to San Vers right now! Ah! I'm fed up with this body!"

Borg suddenly felt something flapping his arm in Gal's rage, and he held it back with his palm skillfully.

"What is this?" Borg rubbed his fingertips.

"Don't grab it!" Galden wrapped his arms around Borg's waist, raised his head, his face flushed slightly, "No...don't touch it!"

Borg stared at him silently.

After a while, Borg tugged lightly, "...the tail?"

The invisible tail was slapping the back of Borg's hand frantically, and the corners of its owner's eyes were already red.Gal gripped Borg's cheek and warned, "Don't touch it again or I'll…"

Borg's fingers scratched back from its tip, and Gall tensed up, his breath barely coming.

"Otherwise what would you do?" Borg said. "You look like you have a fever." Borg said as he stroked the tail. "He's hot, are you controlling him? Don't get too tight on me, Gal, You entangled my fingers."

Gal gripped his back tightly and scratched feebly, "No...it's out of my control...don't pinch its tip...Bo..."

"Gal!"

Gall stopped abruptly, but Borg hadn't.The numbness from the tail was transmitted to the spine, Cal's chest rose and fell, and he hung on Borg's body like this, humming hard to Gray and Fanny who were running.

"Where is it broken?" Fanny quickly opened the medicine box, "An arm or a leg? You look like a paralyzed brat!"

"Oh...really?" Gal pinched Borg's lower back hard, warning him to stop, blushing and muffled, "I'm...good! I'm not broken anywhere! Relax Fanny! Put... ...Relax...I mean I'm...well...tired...extremely tired! So I need Borg to hold for a while...well not temporarily! Anyway I'm fine...you...Grey! Are you okay!"

"Are you really okay?" Gray looked at him worriedly, "Hey brother, your face is redder than a monkey's butt, like you have a fever."

"The speech is also very strange." Fanny put on her glasses, "The breathing is not smooth, is it because of being hit to the lungs?"

"I'm fine!" Gal patted Borg on the back like he was dying, "Stop staring at me! Where's your dad, how is your dad, Gray!"

Borg seemed to laugh, but Gray didn't notice it. He patted the dirt all over his body, "It's okay, it's just that the arm is broken... the mark of the god of the earth has also been eliminated."

"Hmm." Gal was finally able to speak as usual, "Unsurprisingly, he wants to disconnect your father from the imprint, so that the earth will be quiet."

"But it came to me." Gray spread his palms to them in amazement, "Just because my dad held my hand?"

"Actually." Fanny pushed down her glasses and entered the time for scholars to popularize knowledge, "That's right, you have a blood relationship, which is easier to inherit than other blessings, and you don't need the blessing of the temple. The mark also panics when contacting, it needs someone to rely on. This is much simpler than the mark of Vulcan, a dwarf favored by the earth. How about trying your mark now? Let the land here be separated, the forest and the underground Repair the collapse, you can do it Gray."

"Okay." Gray took a deep breath and said to them, "Let me go, my friends, let me go, you know, it's very powerful." Then he imitated his father, raised his hands, and said in a deep voice, "Get up ,my friend……"

The soil on the ground slid and spat out a small mud flower, and then there was silence.

"...friend?" Gray waved his imprinted hand in shock, "Listen, are you asleep?"

"It's a bit embarrassing." Fanny said coldly, "Should we pretend we didn't see it and make him feel better?"

"No, he heard it already," Gal said. "You made him cry Fanny."

"Looks like you need some time to get to know each other," Borg said. "Good luck to you Gray."

"My dad would never do this!" Gray shook his hand again, "What's going on?!"

"It doesn't know you very well." Gal narrowed his eyes and smiled, "It's like falling in love, it needs to know you before it can work."

While they were joking, the trees in the east suddenly began to stand up again, and the vines climbed vigorously, supporting the trees.

Fanny is very sensitive to plants. She crossed her shoulders and looked over, "The elves are here."

Devi came, to be sure.

The sky has darkened, and the eroding rain has been dried by the flames.The smell of burnt ashes was not pleasant, and the dead winged python was still in the state of being disemboweled.The ethereal and long chant came out, and everyone closed their eyes. The exhaustion after tension was like being caressed by a warm stream in this chant, and the comfortable feeling could almost make people fall asleep immediately.The forest fell into a kind of tranquility, singing gradually approached from a distance, the snow-white dress pushed away the dust, and green growth grew wherever it passed.

The ankle-length blond hair makes the sun less pale, the blue eyes are more pure than the sky at the end of the silent ice vein, and the fair skin is more delicate than milk.Stepping barefoot on the water surface of the Kuobie River reflecting the sky, the ripples swayed with the long skirt, she seemed to be hazy with the holy light, and her eyes were gentle and melancholy.

Galdu paused for breath.

This is the Dai Wei who captured Xia Ge... the legendary Dai Wei who made the hearts of all the gods move.

She walked across the Kuobie River, so the river was slow.Dai Wei is walking this way, everything is being soothed by the elf's chant, even the Ratman can be soothed in this chant.The elves were once the people of the god of the stream, and their singing has a spiritual healing effect, and it is also a good medicine for the forest to restore wounds.

Borg suddenly blocked Gal's eyes, and in the breathless silence of all, he turned to run in the opposite direction from Devi.Fanny understood and made way for Borg, watching Borg leave here through the chaos and mud.

"She's so beautiful..." Garr whispered in Borg's ear, "beyond anything I've ever seen."

"Beautiful skin is poison," Berger said, "and often kills in a heartbeat."

"Then what should I do." Gal continued to bite his ear, "You touch my heart more than anyone else."

"So have you made up your mind?" Borg had already bypassed the crowd, he pushed open the door, and pressed his back against it, "You're going to be finished soon."

"You're not happy." Gal touched Borg's forehead in the dark, "You don't want to see her."

"You're watching me." Borg leaned against the door.

"Of course, I've looked at you very 'carefully', from the inside out." Gal's shadowed eyelashes brushed against his palm.

"You are not suitable for playing games tonight." Borg suddenly opened the bathroom, "Don't tease me again, you should sleep after washing, your hands and feet are cold, and it takes time for the tree man's tears to accept the wings."

Gal pulled the hem of his shirt, "Cold water, please put cold water, my dear! I don't want hot water, it's too hot, I don't like scalding."

Borg put on hot water.Three seconds later, the heated copper ball dinged, and water gushed out from the basket of flowers held by the dwarf statue at the end of the bathtub, steaming hot.

Gal was splashed with water, his dirty clothes stuck to his body, and he was still pulling Borg's skirt, "What am I going to do, take off my clothes now? Are we going to wash together? No...Borg, this is too... ..."

"I don't want to wash it together either. Your mud sticks to your clothes." Borg slightly raised his palm covering his eyes, unbuttoned his neckline, and said softly, "But you seem to be inseparable."

There seemed to be someone coming at the door, but Gray called it open again.The outside matter has not been resolved yet, but no one will call Borg at this moment, because everyone knows that Borg will not see Dai Wei.

"Fanny will help you take care of the Ratmen temporarily. Before we leave, you must let them go too, otherwise the old Brown can't guarantee their safety." Bo pulls off Gal's clothes, rubbing his fingers against his skin, "You It's still stiff and doesn't seem to be recovering smoothly. Do you need help?"

"No, just let me soak in the water for a while, and my body will gradually recover, although it will take a little time." Gal was put into the hot water as he spoke, and the coldness all over his body slowly faded, "I can make them leave , but I..."

Borg sank into the water, Gal closed his eyes, and his speech faltered.Borg has a strong physique, and there is always a difference between the muscles he feels in the hot water and the touch between the quilts at night. The water mist makes Gal a little dizzy. He raises his head and wants to breathe, but no matter which side he turns, Both smell of Borg.

The dwarf's bathroom is too cramped.

Gal seemed to be asleep under the palm of his hand. The powerful healing made the treant's tears run hard, and it was very difficult to carry the power of the wings suddenly. The sequelae of his body made him feel deeply tired, and he didn't feel any tiredness during the process.He was so smug that he almost forgot about it.Borg was right, too excited this heart could literally explode.

However, the next second Gal felt that he didn't need wings, his heart was about to explode!

Borg caught something in the water, turned to him and said, "...your tail is dishonest."