There are a few days every month when my belly gets bigger

And at this moment, in a secret place in the small town, the boy who caused the scene just now raised his eyebrows at the young man who held his hand: "Now, we should discuss the matter of my head. Only one The space propped up by feathers and the appearance disguised by rings are not real after all, and they can deceive others, but Sui Guangle himself knows this very well.

And to make a headless skeleton——Although Sui Guangle is not afraid of skeletons, he also thinks that shape is very interesting, but it is too troublesome after all.

He can speak from the abdominal cavity after signing the contract; he can hear other people's conversations because of the skeleton's instinct; Then he will fall into that darkness again; as for the sense of smell and taste—hehe, are there any skeletons in this world who can eat and smell fragrance?Those two feelings completely disappeared with Sui Guangle.

At this moment, he was looking forward to getting Allan's head back to replace that strange, light, and ridiculous-looking quill.In this way, even if the fact that he is a skeleton cannot be changed, he can at least regain his ability to see and speak completely.

But where is Alan's head?

Briel lowered his head, followed the young man's line of sight, followed Guangle to see the rose flower ring on his finger.

He didn't know why, had no idea what Briel meant.

Probably because his expression was too obvious, Briel pressed his fist to his lips and coughed softly: "...I was wondering if it might be in your ring."

Sui Guangle: ...

The silver-haired boy said blankly, "You will cut off your own head and put it in a ring?"

——Damn it, a normal person would not do this!Who would go out of their way to chop off people's heads so frantically!After cutting it, you have to put it in a ring and keep it?Skeleton body art!

"Oh, I forgot, isn't there still a beheading maniac in this world?" In the sound of gasping Briel, he filled up the knife happily, "Isn't it your ancestor, the butcher Lutus? You also inherited this hobby?"

Briel said with some embarrassment: "Of course not... But, Lele, aren't you a holy rank? After thinking for a long time, I can't think of anyone who can defeat you, and in such a cruel way..."

"Oh..." The young man elongated his tone meaningfully, and suddenly smiled strangely, "Can't you guess it? Briel, I think you should have heard the saying that only holy ranks can defeat Holy steps..."

His words were so thoughtless that Briel didn't know exactly what he wanted to express for a while, but in the next moment, a strange thought flashed through his mind, which made him feel unstoppable in an instant. His eyes widened in confidence.

The holy order defeated the holy order, and the era experienced by Pope Rose was at the end of the sixth era.Briel is familiar with the history of that time period, and he is also familiar with the known holy steps of that time period.Holy ranks other than Pope Rose...

Briel's face turned pale in an instant, he couldn't control the terrible thought in his mind, and the meaning contained in it made him dare not think about it any further.

impossible! ! !Absolutely impossible! ! !They both belong to the Holy See of Light and have the most inseparable connection! ! !

Briel stretched out his left hand subconsciously, pressing the position of his heart rightly.He heard his heart beating rapidly, as if it was about to jump out of his chest.

The Thorn family has been inseparable from the Holy See of Light since Reuters. Although Reuters was later evaluated as a "butcher", he did not have anything to blame for the people in the Holy See of Light who supported the Pope Rose.

And ever since seeing the boy, the strange palpitations that came from nowhere, as well as the protective instinct branded in the blood, really cannot be ignored.

——completely refuted the ridiculous idea in his mind.

At that moment, countless emotions were mixed, and Briel's mind was in a mess for a while, and he didn't know how to react, so he could only stare at the boy in a daze.

He had never been so clearly aware that the pale and weak young man in front of him was the Rose Pope thousands of years ago; and never had he understood so clearly at a moment that the Rose Pope Arlan had become a skeleton.If it wasn't for a mistake, if it wasn't for his call, maybe he would still be a pile of pale bones buried somewhere.

——Maybe it will never be possible to wake up again.

In the instant those two thoughts arose, he was seized by an indelible sense of sadness, a thought so strong it could only suffocate the heart.