Demon King's Mentor

Estero's body stiffened for a moment: "You know what I'm thinking..." He looked at the other's fingers inserted/inserted into his fingertips, and gently held himself, and the man's deep comfort was heard by his ear: "I Ster, all of this, all of this is my fault." He buried his head on the neck of the other party, "It shouldn't be like this, I should have expected... I should have protected you, but I still didn't do anything arrive."

"But why didn't you discuss it with me?" Eric asked, "Why do you have to bear everything alone?" Then he snorted again: "But, who am I to blame you? I spent nearly five years It proved my worthlessness."

"I..." Eastero looked at his tightened fingers, "because I also understand that if I submit to Denat, I will stand on the opposite side of this world. So I am afraid to tell you, I will As the last straw, I've been dreading this day, but I didn't expect it to come."

"But Elada's death makes me not regret it," Eastero closed his eyes, "although it is impossible to turn back time."

Eric's hand clenched tighter as he tried in his mind to find a way to make things better, but failed.Everything points to an inevitable result, as if something is laughing at him somewhere, making all his efforts in vain, that result seems really unshakable, or he alone is unshakable .Did he really only see Eastero die?

"Instead of regretting it," Estero turned to look at him, "it's better to think about what to do in the future." He rarely saw the tear stains on the man's face, which almost made him jump. Never seen Eric cry, although his teacher had told him that it wasn't a big deal for men to cry. "What's the matter?" Estero wiped it with his hands almost in a hurry, and after realizing that he was wearing gloves, he leaned over to lick it flatteringly.

"You're right, Esther," Eric looked into his eyes, "I've made a mistake, and I can't let it go in a worse direction."

"Recently, I can't understand what you say. Is there any special meaning?" Estero asked.

"No," the man lowered his eyes, "No." He tugged at the blanket on his body. He had always been worried about his identity being exposed, but now he told himself that in this time and space, as long as he keeps his mouth shut, no one will expose him. He looked into the eyes of the young man, maybe he should use his own experience to help Eastero instead of trembling every day.

"What's the best way to do that?" asked the prince.

"I'll let you know when I think about it." Eric said, "As a teacher, I have always been negligent. I have never taught you anything, whether it is knowledge or spells, or anything else, but Easter," He held each other's hand, "I will never betray you, all swords that stab you must pass through my body first."

"When did the teacher learn to speak this kind of scene language?" Eastero looked at him teasingly.

"It's not a scene, it's my oath." Eric said, "Do you have any plans?" He stroked the other's cheek, "This time, please tell me everything, everything, and I will be with you Bear it." He kissed Estero's lips: "Even if I need it, I will submit to Denat."

"You just need to submit to me, Knight Inger Aven." Eastero licked the other's lips.

Eric's eyes flickered suddenly, he had decided not to think about it anymore, this false title still stung him.He looked into the other person's eyes, staring at the gold glowing from around the pupils, "I swear."