Violet and the Thorn Bird

"Will it whisper to you?" Gal rinsed Borg's hair, and the potion had a faint vanilla smell, which was a little sweet.

Gal's clumsy movements wet Borg's back collar, but Borg didn't care when he got up, he scratched his hair twice in front of the mirror, they had turned black.

"No," Borg said to Gal in the mirror, "it's just a sword. Are you jealous?"

"No." Gal smelled the remaining vanilla on his fingertips, "I'm super jealous."

The eyes of the two met in the mirror, Gal looked at Borg's black hair, and put his arm on Borg's shoulder, "Have you considered quitting being a mercenary and doing something else? Darling, your black hair really It's awesome..." He lowered his voice slightly, "It feels very different."

The sharpness of blonde hair is blocked, leaving behind a slightly distant indifference.The black hair makes the blue eyes more transparent, attracting people like the sea, and it seems that if you stare at it for too long, you will be addicted to it and you will not be able to breathe.

"Your gaze is undisguised." Borg raised his hand to fix Gal's face, looking in the mirror, "Your thoughts are exposed naked. I haven't thought about it yet, maybe I will think about it later."

"Praise my frankness." Gal rubbed his chin lightly against Borg's fingertips, "I can't restrain myself. I want to face my partner, and anyone can't control themselves."

"You're recent." Borg turned his head, smelling Gal's scent, "It's too sweet."

"Ah..." Gall suddenly rubbed his hair and rubbed against Borg's back in a mess, "Does it smell? Oops, I can't control it, and I can't smell it either." The tail wagged , said Gal, "I might be... growing up?"

"Let's put it another way." Borg leaned back slightly, "Is the estrus coming?"

"...Maybe." Gal said, "Although I want to do something, I'm afraid I can't do it with this body."

"Do you mean it can't bear the estrus process, or that it can't make the estrus period come smoothly?" Borg tilted his head, looking in the mirror at Gal who was hiding behind him.

"Take care of both." Gal popped his head, "That's not easy...it's not easy for me, and it's not easy for you."

"Which aspect of me are you worried about?" Borg's evil came again.

"My whining side," Gal said. "Please honey, don't make me come out straight. It's too hard. You might need to tie me up."

"No." Borg looked at him, "That's the time to play freely, and I will look forward to your performance."

The two people looked at each other, and Fanny knocked on the door in time. She said at the door, "I know what you want to do, stop quickly, we are very busy."

Gal stepped back to open the door, but Bogra caught him, bowed his head and kissed the back of his neck.

"Be patient a little bit," Borg said.

Gal blushed uncontrollably, he raised his arms to cover his cheeks indiscriminately, and hummed.The ring in his pocket has not been given away yet, and he has obviously done a lot of intimate things, but he is more and more likely to be teased by Borg to blush.

too weird.

Isn't the more familiar the partner is, the more flat it becomes?

"Wow." Fanny still raised her hand, she said, "Come on, Belle, look at your dad, he's blushing unbelievably. Where did the heartless hunter go half a year ago? Borg is really a good guy .”

"A great hunter is not afraid of evaluation." Gal fastened his collar button and put on a thick scarf. "Shall we make a cool appearance? We are old friends here, we came uninvited, we need to say hello."

"Have you figured out the reason for the riot?" Borg put on his black coat and looked at Fanny when he came out.

Fanny let out a long breath, "You're so handsome, boss." She flipped through the notebook she was carrying, "I almost figured it out, it is said that it is a self-established organization that opposes Green's privilege, and some guys from the slums made it in various locations in St. Chaos. But so far there have been no serious casualties, more like intimidating the palace. They succeeded, and the king became seriously ill as a result. To put it bluntly, it is Richard who is looking for the other party, they are well hidden, and they can always receive news in advance. What should we do? It is the best way to wait and see for the time being, neither of these two parties are our friends."

"Is there a road leading to the palace underground?" Gall asked.

"No." Borg said, "With the king's bedroom as the center, the entire palace is wrapped in a complete circle. Every inch has the pope's curse circle. Any movement near the palace will be reflected to the king through the curse circle." The floor of the bedroom. Roseanne can't invade silently, only the Pope himself can."

"Then go inside," Gal said. "Honey, you can beg me, and I'll take you in and take it back to the fire."

"Please—" Borg draws his voice, "want to try and see who gets in faster?"

"Let's sit on the mushroom." Fanny stood in the middle and hugged her shoulders. "Let's go in together and cover Borg and draw his sword. Now, before Roseanne arrives, Richard is busy running around. As long as you get the fire and burn it, before the bishop of the temple catches up We have the advantage before coming, of course, I mean the advantage of escaping."

"Are you going to leave just like that?" Gal smiled, "There are enemies everywhere, and it's a rare good time for them to gather here."

"Somebody's trying to make a big fuss," Borg said, "and it's just the wind that drives the sails."

"After four days, the Snakeman escorted by the Freedom from the wilderness should arrive here, right?" Gal said, "Don't be afraid of Fanny, we have a lot of people. Don't you want to give Roseanne a big blow? How about it, Opportunity is at hand."

"I feel like I'm on a thief ship." Fanny looked at Gal, "...that's why you promised Rosanna to send the snake people? Keep their fangs, feed them, and let them live in our home Become stronger, and then let them enter here and become a real fighting force. When did we decide to cooperate with the snake people? You didn't mention it."

"Isn't it good? We all have our needs," Gal said.

"We helped the first batch of snake people out of sympathy. Now, who should I ask for compensation for this matter, the devil?" Fanny said, "or the dragon knight?"

"I don't think they should renege on their debt." Gal touched the tip of his nose.

"It's crazy." Fanny said, slapping the heels of her shoes wildly on the ground, "I thought we were just here to get back on fire and cause a little trouble for Roseanne by the way."

"It's still the goal now." Borg said, "There are not many places that need us. The main players here have shown their ambitions. We are just one hand in the thrust."

The camp has already been clearly defined, only Randolph, who is still immersed in the intoxicating fragrance, still doesn't understand.The confrontation between the two sides here is not the guards and the riots, but the palace and Green.Roseanne's pressing step by step has made some things ferment faster. Borg doesn't think that the poor who are not deliberately instigated and guided can cause trouble. Similarly, he doesn't think that Richard the Sword Master will be helpless against "riots" .

This is an intricate stage, and acting is an essential skill for everyone.

But who is the person who caused this situation to explode completely, is it the temple, or...

"The abyss isn't scary at all." Gal stepped on the edge of the straight and sloping steps and walked up slowly.Fanny went to meet the snake people who had arrived, and Borg and Garr came to the place where the riot first took place in the name of investigation. It has been abandoned, and the collapsed houses are covered by snow, and no one can be seen.

Gall stood at the very top, the haze covered the setting sun, and there was always a depression on the verge of explosion.The clouds were thick, and the wind blew the scarf coldly.Gal turned around, raised his hands, and leaned slightly towards Borg, making the action he was about to perform.

"Snake people are not strong enough. As long as their fangs are pulled out, their necks are tied, and their tails are nailed, they will be reduced to prisoners and let people do whatever they want. The road to money is achieved by violence, and wealth is rolling in. , this place has become the richest and noble place." Gall's hair was disheveled by the wind, his green eyes narrowed slightly.His fangs were faintly exposed, "Sir, now I will bring you a little after-dinner show."

Gall snapped his fingers with his left hand.

The residential area on the left hand suddenly exploded with fluorescent light, and the dazzling light ball screamed and rushed into the sky, and then exploded the roaring light layer, as if cutting off a layer of clouds above the head.Immediately after screaming, everyone ran out caught off guard, worried that it was the explosion a few days ago.But after the light disappeared, all the burned leaves fell in the wind, like a weird prank.

"The Forest of Magic has stood at the northern end for 1000 years, and the tree people once multiplied there, although it was only a short-lived one. Its great chest nurtured the snake people, and even sheltered the wisdom tree. But the knight took his saber and rode his steed , traveled tens of thousands of miles, trampled on the soil, and burned the forest." Gal raised his hand to catch the blown dead leaves, "I heard crying that night when I woke up, I thought it was a snake man, and then I realized , it's not just the snake man, it's also mixed with the cry of the forest. The branches and leaves of the wisdom tree were burned in the fire, which is the achievement of the watering of the abyss and the snake man over the past few hundred years .When I see it again, it can only bury the soil and re-germinate after hundreds of years. Borg, a few hundred years is too long, even for the gods who can live forever, it is too long .”

Gall turned to the right, which was near the palace.

"Humans are complex animals, but they are also easily rebellious. Ambition doesn't need soil, but it needs occasional whispers." Gal said, "Snake people lose their fangs and don't have fighting power, but humans teach them otherwise. A method of attack. How many snakemen are there in this city? How many snakemen are there in this kingdom? I’m afraid the Greens themselves can’t count them. Think about it, every onion ball Sean buys is one At the recording point, they form a vast sea with countless captured, trafficked, and captive snakemen, making the nets everywhere. Today the king took some sleep aids, the palace gatekeepers wore red underwear, and Roseanne's The coachman owed three gold coins, and the Valkyries put on new armor. As long as we want to know, we can come from all directions. Humans built a huge wall to block the abyss, but he himself sent the enemy .The abyss is everywhere, and this place is no longer human territory. But I don't like fighting, because it is not fair to the already traumatized North End, so we have another way. This is the wisdom that humans taught me. Lose The snake people with poisonous fangs will become gentle and obedient, and their charm will gradually change them from captives to guides. Why do you think the little king can't wait? Because I think the timing is just right."

Gall made a still motion to the right.

The gates of the palace are opening, but the gatekeeper is nowhere to be seen.In order to avoid the temple, Richard rarely used peeping eyes, he relied more on onion balls, and now, they are gradually failing.

Arthur woke up restlessly in a drowsy drowsiness. He called the servant in a low voice, but the whole bedroom seemed to stand still in time, and there was a dead silence around him.

"The book sums it up in one word, it's called 'provocation'." Gal crushed the dead leaves, and wrinkled the tip of his nose slightly, "Of course there are omissions in the net, where the snake man and the onion ball can't reach, not only There are things I don't know, and there are changes that I can't predict."

The wind is blowing harder, and the escort is rushing to the place where the light just happened.Gall stood on a high place. From Borg's point of view, he seemed to have spread his wings, and his expression under the shadow was a little strange.

The wind blew out snowflakes violently, hovering and turning in mid-air.The fallen dead leaves were rolled up and turned around, the clouds over St. Forth were slowly pulled away, red lines lit up on the ground, and the seemingly chaotic rapid handover, thunder sounded in the empty sky above, and the red curse The array is gradually reflected in the air.

"Go and stop Roseanne's carriage!" Richard reined in his horse abruptly, and he looked up at the sky, "What did the Greens get... the God of Vulcan's punishment! Stop that woman! Don't let her approach the palace!"

"What is this?" Roseanne just got out of the carriage. She looked up at the sky that had completely sunk into red, and helped the maid to back up. "What happened to St. Foss? Contact the bishop immediately! What is the temple doing..."

The peeping eye in the silent ice vein suddenly rolled down one, and a dark crack broke out.The Pope opened his eyes from the high seat, and he called out in a deep voice, "What happened to St. Forth in the south?"

"Get ready." Gal opened his arms wide. "It's going to rain honey."

Borg's coat was blown backward by the snow, his silent eyes were fixed on Gal, and he raised his hand.

"The music is just beginning," Borg said. "Is my Garl honoring me?"

"No." Gal lowered his hand and whispered to him, "It's your demon king."

"Hope he doesn't have a bad dance move." Borg pulled Gall down hard, hugged his lower back, and turned around amidst the roar and shouts from all sides, leading him to take a step.

"I don't know how to do this." Gal stepped on Borg with the first step, "How do I go, left? Right?"

"Whatever." Borg shook hands with him. "Nobody here can make rules for you."

"Sweet talk makes me happy." Gal stepped on Borg again, but no one stopped.

Between the alternation of wind and snow and red, the blowing palace clock swayed.In the slow-paced soundtrack, Gal laughs happily.The figures overlapped and then separated, Borg's coat enveloped Gall, leaving only a little tenderness in this cold city.

It would be better if the time is slower.