The Story of Eli Lanka

Bloodstains were found in Lord Grace's room, as well as the unconscious Lord Grace's... male pet.

This incident made Master Grace furious.

Going to inquire about the maid replied to Ina in this way, and brought the news that Grace could not invite Ina to his mansion for the time being.

Although it was said that the defense had to be redeployed because of the intrusion of thieves in the mansion, but Aina felt that there was another reason.

And, eight or nine out of ten it was because of that slave.

She didn't mind Grace raising male pets, after all, nobles always looked like this.She grew up in an aristocratic family, so she should show tolerance for it.

She is a nobleman and doesn't need to care about those slaves at all.

but……

She slowly sat down at the window, and the sunshine of Eli Lanka fell on her well-maintained white and tender arms.

But... At the auction that day, she had a very bad feeling when she saw the slave.

Grace, his family is one of the best nobles on this continent.The family emblem of the lion and the rose, half a century ago, just hanging on the city wall was enough to scare away most foreign enemies.

But now, although it is in a peaceful age, the status of this noble has always been higher than that of other nobles in the entire continent.

It symbolizes not only wealth and power, but also noble blood and honor.

The first time she met Grace at court, she was fascinated by this man.

At that time, people in the palace said that not long after Grace's sister Li Wei died, he was arranged by his father to assist the king in Eli Lanka.

Grace would occasionally mention his sister who died of sudden illness in front of her. Although she said she was the girl he hated the most in the world, she could hear his full of nostalgia.

The wedding day was finally fixed, and she waited with joy for that day to come.The father and elder brother are also very happy, this is a dream marriage, which will add a brilliant touch to their family tree.

But all the variables start from the auction.

Aina and Grace were in the box, looking at the products displayed on the stage.

The flame bug necklace called Flame of Life was luxuriously displayed under the gaze of people.

Grace marked off the necklace nonchalantly.I've always heard that that family has accumulated a fraction of the wealth in this continent, and it doesn't seem like an exaggeration at all.

She curiously asked who the necklace was for, but Grace just stared at the stage, as if the next auction item was thousands of times more precious than the Flame of Life.

"My valentine," Grace said nonchalantly.

Of course she believed that the necklace belonged to her.That should belong to her, because she and Grace are getting married soon...

Then the host announced that the next product was actually a remnant of the Sand Moon Clan.

The Shayue Clan is an ancient race in the desert. In the past, almost the entire desert was their world.

Their iron cavalry broke through the strong walls of Eli Lanka many times.They are known as the sharp blades of the desert and the darlings of the gods, until one day, they lose their strange power, and all the clansmen are branded with the "sinner's mark".

No one knows why, that truth is hidden in the unknown history.

The remnant of the Shayue Clan seemed to have been pushed out.

He stood blankly on the stage, wearing a blue tulle robe.

When she turned her head, she saw that Grace tensed up in a way she had never seen him before.

He looked like he was about to jump at any time.

The slave on the stage would now be seated in an ornate chair, looking like a lifeless doll, his clothes pulled away, and they turned him around to reveal the "sinner's brand" on his back.

Then the bidding began to skyrocket, and Grace waited, finally quoting a price they could no longer match.

In this way, the auction is over.

Aina slightly bent her fingers, she knew that everything had signs.Like that old adage in Ireland - the cause of everything is in the past.

In fact, she didn't take it too seriously until that afternoon...

She saw that scene in the courtyard.

The remnant of the Shayue Clan stood in front of Grace, wearing the flame of life around his neck.The black hair fluttered gently, compared to that day on the stage, he looked like a charming elf from the night.

Grace seemed almost crazy about him, yes, since the auction, no, maybe earlier...

Aina stood up abruptly and pushed all the flower pots on the window sill down. She crazily pulled down the curtains, pushed down the table, and destroyed everything she could see.

The maid was terrified, she thought she should go up and grab the master, but...she didn't dare.

Finally, she finally calmed down, and the maid saw Aina showing a weird smile.

"What the hell am I doing?" she began talking to herself in a reassuring tone, "I shouldn't lose my temper like this, should I? After all, things have to work out."

She made a graceful circle, then went to the windowsill and took out a gorgeous gold ring.She showed a sinister smile, "Things... have to be resolved."

Diff lay in Grace's arms, he narrowed his eyes slightly, let the other's kiss fall on his hair, and stroked his skin with his fingertips.

Sage left silently, he did not take himself with him.Div didn't know what Sage was thinking, but the other party must be very sad.

Knowing that Mary was captured by Grace, he could not resent Sage.

However, what kind of thought did Sage leave that day?

Did he see Mary's body?See the speckled corpse?See the scars all over the place?

How was she treated when she died?What was she thinking when she died, thinking of Sage?Sachi didn't have time to do anything, Sachi...does he hate himself for being like this?

Since Saatchi left, Dave's mind is full of Saatchi's figure.

His indifference and stubbornness, as well as the pain revealed at the end.

They have been together for two years, two years in this continent where it is more difficult to live than to die.The place he walked was barren, and what he did was to collect money against his conscience.They are equally indifferent and cruel, but... only in this way can they support each other and survive.

The desert is so vast and cruel, and you can only survive if it is more cruel than the desert.

They should have gotten used to betrayal and bloodshed, but...

"That day... who came to your room, exactly?" Grace finally couldn't help it, turned Dive around, and forced him to look at him.

Those black eyes are so beautiful, not long ago, the eyes full of lust, the love during orgasm, made him feel that maybe everything can start again...

But that night, after he came back from the dance, his room smelled of blood, and Deve lay unconscious in his bed.He appeared to have been knocked out, but luckily escaped injury.

Bandages and wound medicine were scattered in the room, and it seemed that the intruder had suffered serious injuries.

The heavy rain covered up the bloody smell and footprints until dawn, and they completely lost the trace of the invaders.

Deve woke up at noon the next day and didn't say a word.

No matter what Grace asked, he was silent.

Give him food and he will eat, kiss him and he will obey, but... it's like losing your soul, leaving only a shell.

Grace hugged his warm body but didn't know what to do. He thought that maybe the last thing to do was to leave him that night.

Aina sent several maids to invite him, but he refused all of them. Even if Aina wanted to come, he ordered her to stop outside the door.

It's not about venting his anger on others, he just wants to stay by Difu's side now, and he is afraid that this person will disappear once he leaves.

This panic made him extremely irritable, but he could do nothing, because any action would be useless.

It's like he asked the same question countless times, and the response from the other party was always silence.

Originally, everything was going according to his hope, but in just one night, everything went out of shape.

Grace squeezed Deve's chin and forced him to look up at her, those dark eyes still beautiful, but lonely and empty.

"Look at me!" Grace said word for word. "Tell me, what exactly do you want?"

He wasn't sure who drove who crazy in the end, anyway, facing such a Diff, he really couldn't do anything.

Yes, he longed for him, although he had hurt him and even regarded him as a slave, but now, he just wanted the other party to look at him, not like this, as if to isolate him from his world.

The beautiful black eyes moved suddenly.

Grace's heart skipped a beat when he saw Deve looking out the side window.

"I want..." Deve's voice was a little dry due to the long silence, but compared with Grace's anxious voice, it was calm and cold.

"Anything is fine..." Grace carefully promised, as long as...

"I want...to be free," Deve said flatly.That scene was always repeated before his eyes.

It stands to reason that he had already been knocked out by Sage at that time, but the scene seemed to be what he saw with his own eyes——

It was raining heavily outside, and the plants in front of the window were beaten by the raindrops.Sachs stood there, holding the daisy bracelet in his hand, as indifferent and quiet as ever, he turned his head slightly, and said a word softly.

Deve couldn't hear him, didn't know what he said, he just heard the rain.

Maybe it was a goodbye, or something, and then Sage was off.

"Freedom?" Grace was stunned for a moment, then sneered. "You are mine for the rest of your life, don't want to be free!"

Diff lowered his eyelids slightly, then fell silent.This man loves him, he doesn't doubt it at all, but... just like his ancestors, the iron cavalry of the Shayue clan once swept the entire desert, he yearns for dignity and freedom, and doesn't want to be raised by Grace.

The people here are polite to him on the surface, but just like that Aina, slaves are always slaves, and the people here respect only Grace.

"I'm sorry, Deve, I didn't mean that..." Grace softened his voice, began to suppress his anger, and he took Deve into his arms. "I don't want to be mad at you...Diff, I don't want to lose you...I don't want to go through the past three years, I don't want to lose you again...not for a minute."

Grace remembered that three years ago, Li Wei asked him to let Diff go before she died, but he desperately opposed it.

When he opened the door, he saw Deve sitting on a chair, with the hem of his white robe spread out on the ground. He raised his head, and his black hair was like a dark corner, with indifference and arrogance.

He thought of how the Shayue clan used to run rampant in the desert, creating a glorious history with their pride, and now, their only remnant was in front of him.

Like a beautiful bird in a gorgeous cage.

In the end, he had to agree to let the little bird go free. He couldn't refuse his sister's last request before he died, and he couldn't help seeing Difu in such a distraught manner.

But the day after Deve left, he regretted it.

The castle is full of his breath, the gorgeous corridors, Livi's laboratory full of old books, and the room filled with lavender fragrance, Diff's figure seems to be everywhere.

It seemed that as soon as he turned his head, that person was standing behind him.

Grace felt that he would be crazy to stay any longer, so he made the castle Livi's tomb, and he returned to Elilanka under his father's arrangement.

"Diff, don't leave me," he kissed the other person's cold long hair, "I was bad before, I shouldn't hurt you, I am trying my best to make up for it, isn't it good like a few days ago? Diff..."

Div knew that, according to Grace's personality, it was not easy to say these words.He's a man who gets what he wants, that's what aristocrats always do, don't they...

but……

"I want to be free." He repeated again, his tone flat, cold and insistent.

"I won't set you free!" Grace pinned him on the bed, forcing him to look at herself. "Listen, don't test my patience anymore! Three years is the limit, and I won't let you leave me again!"

Dave lowered his eyes and ignored him.

Grace sneered, and gently stroked his lips with her fingertips. "I know who it was that night."

Diff's body visibly stiffened, and then he raised his eyes to look at Grace.

The man's voice became colder. "Is that right? That human trafficker!"

Diff bit his lip, and his bloodless lips instantly became soft and rosy.

Letting him go, Grace stood up abruptly and pushed the door open.

Deve sat up and heard Grace yelling into the hallway, "Go and kill that Sage!"

Immediately someone responded.Deve may not listen to him, but someone always does.

"Grace!" Deve yelled, tugging on his sleeve, "What are you doing?!"

"I'm going to kill him." The man's voice was cold and irreversible, and their positions were finally reversed.

"No!" Dave said loudly.

Grace stared at the people in the corridor, "What are you doing standing here? Hurry up!"

"Don't go!" Deve pulled Grace's sleeves tighter. "Call them back!"

Grace let him tug at her clothes without saying a word.The guards in the corridor didn't know what to do for a moment.

"Go soon?" Grace urged coldly.

"Can't go!" Div cried, holding his hand, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I'm not leaving! I'll never leave you again."

His heart seemed to be cut open by a knife blade, and his body's strength seemed to be drained. He slowly slipped and fell at the man's feet.

Grace gestured to the stunned people in the corridor, telling them to step back first.

He bent down and picked up Deve.

He kissed the pearly tears that flowed from his eyes, and the other party didn't refuse, just wept softly in his arms, as if he was the only one he could rely on.

"I won't leave you..." Difu promised in a low voice, like an angel imprisoned in the world, his neck was covered with expensive and delicate shackles.

Grace carried him to the bed, and the door was closed quietly by the witty guard.

He caressed his hair like the night, and it was different from three years ago, Difu no longer had nothing to worry about, and he held a card that he would not leave.

Although it is such a despicable method, but...

Letting go of her arrogance and reserve, Grace kisses his tears.

"As long as you don't leave me..." He said softly, "That man can live."

Diff hugs Grace.He doesn't actually hate him, he just doesn't know how to face him.

Does Thatch hate him?Of course Thatch should hate him, but Div knew that Thatch was in pain.

It was too cruel to ask Sage to choose between his sister and him, not to mention that his choice did not save Mary's life in the end.

Grace hugged Deve tightly, as if she would lose him if she let go.

He gently stroked the soft hair of the other party, feeling that he was trembling, like a helpless little animal.

Li Wei also looked like this, pulling the clothes on her chest, she didn't want to die at all.The girl who used to be so bright and healthy is different from most of the nobles in this world.

Compassionate and compassionate, she loves lost histories and ancient magics that have vanished from this continent.

She built a castle as beautiful as a fairy tale on the edge of the desert, and attracted a beautiful bird...

Grace looked down and saw Deve's long eyelashes beaded with water.His eyes blinked, and the drops of water rolled down gently, and Grace's heart seemed to be scratched by something.

"That man..." The man's voice was hoarse, "Did he... tell you about his sister?"

Dave nodded.

Grace was silent for a while before saying, "I want to give him his sister back."

"...I know." Deev whispered.

"That girl..." Grace tilted her head, thinking of Thatch's sister. "That girl is very strong. I heard that they took a lot of effort to catch... I went to meet her. She was a very young girl. I have never seen such a girl."

Deve didn't speak, and listened to Grace's narration.

Mary is indeed like that, so strong that she doesn't look like a girl at all.Of course, this world is too cruel, and only the strong can survive.

"Hot as a flame, and talk like a man," Grace said softly. "Even to me, she still looks like a proud princess, despite her rags."

"But she's dead." Deve's voice was pained. "I saw her being carried out of the dungeon that morning...covered with a white cloth, I didn't know it was Mary...I didn't know..."

Grace fell silent.

"Is it Ina? That noble girl?" Difu suddenly raised his head and asked.

Grace saw those black eyes blazing with fury, something he had rarely seen Deve like, and it made him look cold and intimidating.

"Is it the girl? I heard from the person who carried Mary." He stared at Grace and asked, "Mary was killed. I saw many scars on her arm and broken bones. Is it true?" With a stick, or with a whip?"

"Div!" Grace pinned down the agitated him. "Don't do this! Don't do this..."

The young man in his arms was like a sharp knife, with a cold smile on the corner of his mouth, like a god of death, just like his ancestors.

Deve looked over Grace's shoulder and saw the family crest combining the mighty lion and the bright red rose on the top of the bed.

"She should pay the price..."

Grace knew what Deve meant, but he couldn't respond. "Don't think about it... Deev, listen to me..."

He looked into Dive's eyes, but felt powerless as he couldn't catch the other's gaze. "I'll give you an explanation...I will, just give me a moment..."

Div pulled out a cold smile, "Livi once told me that people living in this world should work hard for it, work hard to live, and work hard to make their lives better..."

"In this world, there are many things that can be achieved with 'hard work', but it is not possible to succeed only by hard work." He said lightly.

"Diff..."

The gaze slowly shifted to himself, and Grace lowered his head and placed a kiss on the other's lips.

"Give me a moment, okay?" he said softly, "Aina...will pay for it."

Dave nodded.

Like some kind of promise, Grace's spirit eased from the tense state.

"Don't leave me..." Kissed each other's lips again.

Diff quietly accepted.

Without any lust and possession, only careful love.

Dave slowly closed his eyes.