Violet and the Thorn Bird

The plush ball on Belle's scarf swayed, and the cub didn't know what was behind him. It was held by Borg, and its short legs hit the ground hard.

Gall's wings spread out, enveloping himself and Borg.But it was useless, even though he covered the eye with his wings, its eyeballs still followed their direction.It clung close behind Belle, watching Cal curiously.

"Eyes?" Borg turned his head, only the silent trees behind him.

"Great eyes." Gal's tail burrowed into Borg's arms, "I remembered...it looks like Ankle's fire, because Belle ate too many peeping eyes Is it because of it? I have never seen such big eyes! Bigger than Ino's."

Borg borrowed Gaal's demon eyes. He looked at this eye. It could feel the gaze. The burning pupils moved with Borg's gaze. It was also looking at Borg, and it showed that it didn't quite understand Gaal's eyes. How did it appear on Borg.

"Belle." Borg said the cub's name.

The cub hunches under his palm, eyes widening with delight.Its emotions are common with Belle, in other words, it is indeed Belle's "third eye".

"Mommy should relax," Borg said. "Your tightness scares the cub. Fold the wings. The breath scares it."

"Dad, I'm Dad." Gal pinched Belle's ears and tapped his fingertips, "Good boy can't peek at dad's nightlife, you're still a cub, those things are too much for you It's too early, little girl!"

Belle muttered, saying that she hadn't peeked at the nightlife of the dads.It climbed up Gal's lap and slid down Gal's leg into the snow, a game he never tired of, and gradually the eye closed and disappeared into the darkness.

"It disappeared, what do you mean?" Gall poked his tail in the air without touching anything. "It's just a phantom, used to scare the enemy? But ordinary eyes can't catch it."

"I don't know." Borg said, "The peeping eyes are connected to each other, maybe Feiji was spying on you and me just now."

"My tail." Gall pinched it. "It just came out, and it's stretched like an arrow! If the Pope is peeping, then he must know who this tail belongs to. I'm done, I'm exposed! My dear I am Shouldn't the location be moved, maybe I can hide for now? I can't beat the pope right now, I'm not ready to grab the heart and I'm exposed, man, that's kinda bad. Borg, are we saying goodbye here? No , I don't want to, I have to be with you. But if he has really seen me, then I..."

Gal fell into the endless tense analysis, and the seriousness just now disappeared.He wrinkled the tip of his nose earnestly, thinking about countermeasures under Borg's palm.Tail struggled against his fingertips, had had enough of his chatter.Belle scraped through the snow and buried her head in it.

"We'll go to sleep after eating it." Borg gagged Gal with beef, "Put Fiji aside, we have time to deal with it."

Gal licked the sauce off his fingertips, "Okay...okay, let me sleep."

Sleeping outside in winter is not as difficult as imagined, because the elves provide stream water tents and warm water polos for overnight stays.Borg's cloak was thick and warm, and he was holding Gal, and Gal was holding Belle, and Belle was holding the water polo.And because of Borg's temperature blessing, Gal even sweated in the middle of the night. He was blindfolded, so he was able to sleep in the dark, and his tail unconsciously wrapped around Borg's waist.The cub sleeps with its mouth slightly open, its ears and limbs tightly hugging the warm water polo.

When Borg woke up, it was almost dawn, and the fine snow that had fallen all night had piled fluffy on the branches, and the tip of Gal's tail was patting his waist lightly.

The morning air was cold but crisp, and Borg removed the hand that covered Gal's eyes and wrapped his arms around Gal.I don't know why, but during this period of time, the marks are always restless, and the burning pain is repeated on the back, but I can't see anything in the mirror.Borg guessed that the Pope might be doing something that made him unable to calm down on his side.

There is a problem with the imprint.

But no one knew what went wrong. Except for Xia Ge and Fei Ji, no one in this world could know what the true and complete mark of Vulcan was like, and neither could Borg.

This vague irritability popped up from time to time, and it was draining Borg's patience.

Gall suddenly let out a long breath, and he tilted his head back and bumped Borg's chin lightly, "You're going to strangle my fragile waist, ah... baby! This is just a human waist, it's not as thick as my tail Toughness. So let it go a little bit, I feel a little pain. Is this the new way of waking me up? Then I still prefer the old one."

"This will wake you up faster." Borg let go of his arms. "Eat something, we have to continue east."

"Are you okay?" Gal raised his hand and put it on Berg's cheek, "It's this temperature again, it seems to be having a fever."

"No problem." Borg pinched Gal's chin and turned to the cub, "Your expression is more like asking for a kiss, but unfortunately the cub is watching."

"I have a serious expression." Gal picked up Belle and got out of the water curtain of the stream. He shook Belle with his arms, "Little friend, what did you eat last night? I remember it was just a little beef. How did it become so heavy?" Girl, Daddy can't hold you anymore, you're almost as long as a hound, but you're doubling your weight."

Belle's snot bubble burst.

"Don't blow your nose." Gal looked disgusted, and wiped the cubs with a handkerchief, "Keep them, we can spit out when we get there, but it's very troublesome to clean up now. You don't want Borg to throw you into the snow to scrub Right? Don't believe it? I'm telling you seriously, if I blow snot bubbles at him like that, he'll throw me in the snow too, he's just so callous. Are you scared? Fine, come on, wipe it up, keep it Hold on, I'll find beef for you. Borg, we don't have much to eat, maybe we can add some when we pass by the farewell river."

Borg put away the water tent that had turned into a ball, "You want to see the elf."

This is a declarative sentence.

"We always have to pass there." Gal turned his head.

He wanted to go to the farewell river to ask Dai Wei what happened to the Borg's imprint, it was very wrong recently.

"Rejected." Borg said succinctly, "We don't have enough time."

They are going to the east, and the Rose Guard will arrive in a few days. If Gray's end is tight, they must solve the unknown things in the east as soon as possible and rush back.The point is, Borg doesn't want to step into elf territory, and he doesn't want to see Devi.

"Listen to what your daddy said." Gal put a candy in his mouth and patted the cub on the head, "He said 'dismiss' to me, ruthless guy. You can go back in the blink of an eye."

"Yes," Borg said, "but I say dismissed."

There was a few seconds of silence between the two, neither giving way.

The atmosphere on the road was not very good. Devi seemed to be the last topic Borg wanted to bring up. He could even bring up Xia Ge, but Dewei almost never did.Further east, you will definitely pass the farewell river, and disputes seem to be close at hand, and no matter how good a couple is, there will be unhappiness.

The Kuobie River passes through the forest, and the blue flow can already be seen through the withered branches.Belle rolled down from the high ground first, and the cub liked snow, so she ran and had fun underneath.

Gal whistled at Borg.

Borg turned his head sideways, and Garl shot suddenly.But Borg had expected it, and he pushed back Gal's hand, his fingertips pressed against Gal's arm, and he squeezed Gal tightly, pulling towards him.Gal followed the trend with a big hug and hugged Borg tightly.

"Catch it!" Gal's wings immediately spread out, the snow on the branches was blown away by the strong wind, and his heels had left the ground.

Flames billowed out and pressed down around the wings.Borg hugged Gal tightly, took two steps back, and pressed him directly to the snow.Gall grabs Borg by the wrist, throws him first into the snow, then dives in.

"You're running away!" Before he could finish his sentence, Gal was rolled over into the snow, his wings fluttered, his cheeks rubbed against the snow, and he struggled, "Damn it!"

Borg was distracted by his flapping wings, clasped Gal's hand behind him, and pressed hard on his back.

"Ah," Borg said coldly, "that's right, to escape. What does my devil want to do, take me away by force?"

"When necessary, necessary means!" Gall could not really spread his wings, so he squeezed his tail along Borg's cloak into Borg's waist, poking Borg's itchy flesh, "Let go! Borg!"

Borg slammed his tail down where the mess was.With a gloomy face, he let go of Gal's hand, pinched Gal's chin directly, turned to the side, leaned over and pressed Gal into the snow like this, "You're finished!"

"Ah, I'm so scared." Gal's chin was pinched, breathing messily and provocatively, "I'm really scared! Borg, master? Do you want me to call you that, huh?" Borg's indifferent face was close at hand, and Gal Showing his small fangs, "I'm really afraid of death..."

Borg bowed his head and kissed him hard on the forehead.

"...Huh?" Gal gasped and blinked, "I know you're going to seduce me again! Damn beauty! I won't bow my head!"

"Great provocation, do it again? Well, come on. Has the snow froze your sanity? Fly across the battlefield on two wings. There's no shortage of wizards in the army. They're not fools. Roseanne would appreciate this door-to-door gift, She'll want to capture the Demon King, just like she captured the Snakeman! Do you want to be targeted by them now? They'll let you call them master, put chains around your neck, and do whatever you want." Borg pinched Gal's cheek , "But you belong to me, and only to me. If they dare to look at you like this, I promise, I will cut their necks off."

"The imprint." The corners of Gal's eyes suddenly turned red, and the tip of his nose was also red, "Why don't you fucking mention the imprint!"

"No problem." Borg relaxed, "...don't cry, brat."

"I'm bigger than your daddy!" Gal said viciously, "You're the brat! I didn't cry! It's fucking frozen!"

"Listen." Borg put his head down in Gal's hair, and paused for a moment, "Don't worry about the imprint, even if the Pope comes in person, I can carry it in front of you. This has nothing to do with Devi, I don't need mother's care." His voice repeated calmly, "I don't need to."

Gal lay on the snowy ground and remained silent for a while, then buried his head and sullenly, "Fanny said the imprint is dangerous, it can kill you."

"It can't." Borg pressed his back to Gal's cheek, "I swear."

"Can we have a good discussion." Gal was still sullen, "Everything, including Devi. You were very aggressive just now."

"Anything is fine," Borg said. "Look up at me, Gal."

Cal was silent for a moment, then looked up.Buried in the snow for too long, the tip of his nose was completely red from the cold, and he even sucked his nose.

"Are you crying?" Borg kissed the corner of his eye, "Huh?"

"No." Gall said, "a powerful demon king doesn't cry!"

Belle ran to the side of the two of them and brushed the snow on Gal's face with his ear.

"Are you picking on your daddy, little girl," Gal said, picking up its ear, "I just beat your daddy, see? I threw him into the snow like this, and beat him like that. You Want to experience it?"

Belle sneezed a little, and pawed at Gal with all four limbs in the air.

"What do you want to say baby?" Cal finally noticed something, he raised his head, but saw nothing.

Belle landed on the ground, ran around and returned to the position where she just came, and started digging down.

Borg pushed aside the snow, but there were only half-rotted leaves and dead vines underneath.Gal looked with the other pair of eyes, and saw nothing, either.This is just a forest, and there are no other races except the elves on the other side of the river.The snow covered the ground, but there were only dead leaves underneath, and the underground passage did not even reach here.

Belle scraped through the snow and made noises on dead leaves.It squinted its eyes and bit the vine, and then made a gesture of vomiting.

"Can't eat?" Gal said, "Our beef can last for a few days... I won't let you eat grass! Spit it out baby."

Belle gave up on Gal, and dragged the vine to Borg, biting and shaking his head again, then spat it out and poohed a few times.

Borg picked up the vines, but they were just ordinary forest vines. Because they were dry and frozen, they would break if they were lightly broken, and they did not pose any danger.

"Watch it," Borg said, "Yes?"

Covering her eyes with her ears, Peer fell into the snow, rolled around and jumped up again, and suddenly jumped up and down in the snow as if excited, and then fell into the snow again.

"I'm not a qualified dad." Gal propped his chin, "I can't understand what my cub is doing at all. What is it expressing? Do you understand Borg?"

Borg stared at the vines, refusing to answer the question.

Belle lay down in the snow, her ears sweeping out in half circles, completely giving up on the stupid dads.

After crossing the Kuobie River, they stayed overnight for another day.Early the next morning, before he even opened his eyes, Gal said vaguely, "Borg... too tight... hug too tightly, do I need to remind you like this every day from now on? Well, I'm going to be strangled... ..."

When he opened his eyes, he realized that the restraint around his waist did not come from Borg, but a vine.His hands and feet were bound tightly, and immediately following Gal, he felt his head and feet turned upside down, and his whole body was hoisted up, dangling in the air.

"This-is-what-game!" Gal was shaking, dizzy for a while, "I'm going to throw up if I shake it like this again!"

It was a little late for Borg to wake up. One of his feet was bound tightly by vines, and then the huge force dragged him on a rampage in the snow.Borg reached for the scabbard, but it had been stolen by vines and hung beside Gal.

Gal tried to push, but it didn't work.His hands were tightly strangled by the twisted vines, and the strength of his struggle seemed to sink into the sea.

What's the matter!Neither of them noticed the danger!