Atlas Battle Song

In the morning, Trand woke up.

He sat up and looked out the window at the blue-white morning light.The lover sleeps peacefully next to his pillow, like a translucent plant.The naked teenager, with a light pink skin on his shoulders, and a hickey on his neck, is very cute.

The jewel-like child, his only love and longing.

Trent smiled, leaned over and kissed the portrait-like peaceful sleeping face, and pulled the blanket up to cover Egg's shoulders.It's almost time, and there's still work to be done.Trent was about to put on his clothes, but was hugged from behind.

"Silly lion, where are you going..."

Yi Ge woke up in a daze, hugged him, and his body was pressed together naked again. It was warm, but it didn't seem like the madness of last night.

"Good morning."

Trent smiled, and pressed Master Egg under him again. The two hugged each other entangledly, and rubbed each other on the soft bed for a while.The feeling of skin-to-skin contact is fascinating. Teenagers kiss and feel the heartbeat and body temperature of their lovers.

"Don't go..."

Egg put his arms around Trent's muscular back and stroked his spine idly.

"Honey, I have to do something."

Trent greedily kissed Egg's neck, biting it lightly, and did not forget to stroke the boy's waist with his hands.He took a deep breath, like a drunk trying to wake himself up, finally get out of the warm bed and start to dress.

"Master, you can sleep a little longer... Be good, I'll be back when I'm done."

"But..." Egg moved his body and fell asleep where Trent had been lying before, rubbing against the pillow that still had his body temperature. Silly lion embraces..."

Trander smiled helplessly:

"Although it may be too late to accompany you, but what I have to do is very important...Young master, do you agree to let me go?"

"Okay... let's go, silly lion."

"It's for you."

Trand leaned over and kissed Egg.He had already made up his mind that before the sun rose tomorrow morning, he had to make a deal of it.

He has revenge.

****

The morning light gradually penetrated and the room brightened.

Egg woke up, got up alone, and dressed himself awkwardly but meticulously.Egg looked in the mirror and was satisfied.It is still a bit difficult to learn to braid your own hair. Without Trand, he will have to do it himself in the future.

When Egg got dressed and came to the study, the Duke was already drinking tea.Seeing the boy, the Duke immediately beamed:

"Hey! Good morning, good morning, my boy."

"Good day, my lord duke."

The boy was trying to learn to salute his new master. He was not used to it, and he used to watch others make such gestures to him.

"Don't be so cautious, we are friends, not master and servant."

Egg said: "Then please don't call me 'boy', I am 14 years old, I will be 15 years old in a month, and I am your knight."

The prince laughed at this childish remark, and apologized:

"Hey, it's my fault. Speaking of which... you used to have your hair braided, why is your hair loose today? Even though it looks pretty like this."

Egg was embarrassed to say that he didn't know how to do it, and said hesitantly: "Indeed, the hair is tied for the convenience of sword practice."

"Where's Trand?"

"The silly lion has something to go out."

"I see, is it because the little lion used to tie your hair for you, but now that he's gone, you can't do it yourself?"

"..."

"It's okay, let me tie it for you."

"No need, my lord duke, I am your servant after all, and I should have this awareness from now on." The boy shook his head solemnly.

The Duke couldn't help laughing: "Silly boy, don't force yourself to change. We will live together in the future, as long as we get along as friends. Do you think I have real servants? No, I just pay everyone , please come and help me with things.”

Yi Ge nodded: "Okay, then I will be your guardian in the future as Miss Levinia asked."

"Guardian... person?" The Duke was dumbfounded.

"She asked me to watch over you, don't let strange men come to cheat you of your money and affection again." The young man spread his hands.

The Duke shook his head again and again:

"No, no need, thank you! I'm an adult anyway, and I'm not a thirteen or fourteen-year-old kid! Oh, no, I'm not saying that you...Trand is pretty good, too. Love partner, wait, is this a hickey on your neck? Ah, Trand, you bastard!!! It's only been one night!"

"..."

"..."

While the two were silent, someone knocked on the door.The duke was eager to open the door, but was stopped by Egg, who taught him that opening the door in person is not what nobles do.

Egg opened the door, only to see a tall and handsome blond man standing at the door holding a bouquet of flowers.The man looked like a bard, well dressed.As soon as he saw Egg, he waved his hand arrogantly:

"Little devil, go and find Kaloyalo for me."

"..."

Egg closed the door expressionlessly, turned around and went back to take the chessboard to play chess with the Duke.

"Eh?" The Duke looked around, "Isn't there a guest?"

"You don't need to see that kind of person," said Egg.

The knock on the door rang again, louder than before.The Duke couldn't hold back, and said with a smile: "Ah, it's better to invite the guests in. I'll open the door."

After a while, the Duke welcomed the handsome poet into the drawing room.When the poet saw that Egg not only didn't open the door, but also sat on the chair with his legs crossed in an arrogant posture, he asked in a strange way:

"Karoyalo, where did this pretty kid come from, your lover? Isn't the asking price quite expensive for being so arrogant?"

"No, no, Gilder, Egg is my knight."

Miss Levinia was not here today, so the Duke personally brought refreshments to entertain the guests.

The poet, without thanking him, took a biscuit from the plate that the duke was carrying, as rudely as he would a maid.

Egg saw it, stood up and walked over.

"Ouch?" the poet chewed on the biscuits and smiled jokingly: "Little knight, do you want to entertain the guests yourself?"

Egg ignored the man, took the refreshments away, and said coldly:

"We've met each other almost, please come back."

"What's none of your business?" the poet cursed angrily.

The Duke was a little at a loss, looked at Egg for a while, and looked at the guests for a while, and smiled to ease the atmosphere: "Don't be too nervous, my dear, Gilder is not a bad person, he works for the Oak Theater Troupe, and we sometimes drink tea together."

Egg stared at the man like a vigilant little leopard.

The poet didn’t intend to get angry with the young man, but instead said to Kaloyalo: “I’m just kidding, I really need you today... It’s because of Gina’s illness. I’m really struggling financially recently. Borrow 30 golden dragons from you?"

"Poor Gina...it's okay, just wait a moment." The Duke turned around to get the money, but was stopped by the boy.

Yi Ge drew out his dagger and pointed at the man, and said with a cold expression, "If you want money, get out now."

"Is your kid sick?" The poet was furious,

"roll."

"You...!" The poet shook his body forward as if he wanted to get angry, but he was afraid of the shining blade and dared not move forward. Finally, he dropped the bouquet and ran away from the door.

Egg put away his dagger, sat down quietly and began to eat biscuits.

The Duke came back to his senses: "Thank you dear... Actually, I also know that Gilder is a good-looking bastard. He is always arrogant and rude."

"He often comes to you to ask for money?" Eggy shrank back on the chair, returning to a relaxed look.

"Yes, Gilder is really struggling now because the script can't be sold. In order to borrow money, he will occasionally come to me for tea and say some boring and superficial things. He is good-looking, and I would like to chat with him .”

"That man was rude."

"Because Gilder is a man with too much self-esteem. He looks down on me and thinks I'm just a stupid and superficial rich man who is obsessed with his handsome appearance. He is short of money and wants to please me, but he resists it in his heart." The Duke gave The boy poured hot tea and sat down himself.

Egg said, "He's the idiot."

"But Gilder is really short of money. It's true that his sister is sick. I know it."

"..."

The Duke looked at the reflection in the teacup and said with a smile:

"Actually, I can tell whether others are using me or deceiving me... It's just that most of the time I don't care about them. The hardships of life force them to lie or beg. I struggled to maintain my dignity. But to me... since I have money now and I am in such an environment, it doesn’t matter if there are little mice in the house stealing the bread.”

Yi Ge frowned: "Do you often need long speeches? If necessary, I can meet your needs."

"I'm sorry, I thought I was speaking very touchingly."

The Duke wiped his sweat in embarrassment.

"I'm your knight. If a mouse gets in your house, I'll kill it. It's that simple." Egg tossed the dagger around.

The Duke was a little happy when he heard that: "Really...then I'll leave it to you, Kitten."

****

The Winter God Festival is coming, and ice sculptures of Pegasus have been erected on the square, and every household has placed salt crystals and red fruits by the windows.This is one of the most important festivals of the year.Because after the festival, the temperature will drop sharply, and the freezing wind and snow will rule the north.

When it got dark, the streets were still lively, and many people gathered in the square to see the ice sculptures.

Meaglin went to the barracks in the evening.

As he crossed the plaza, he stopped to look at the ice sculptures.There were quite a few children in the crowd, and a little boy was running around with his friends, and accidentally bumped into Micklin's leg.When the child saw that the man was tall and strong, with a blindfold on his gloomy face, he froze with fright.

Migelin squatted down, took out a candy and handed it to the little boy, and said with a smile, "It's okay, let's go play."

The child timidly shook his head and ran away without asking for candy.

Looking at the small figure going away, Migelin thought of another bird... the bird that had repeatedly escaped from his palm.

Anger ignited in Migelin's heart, he threw the candy to the ground and crushed it hard.

"Egg, since His Majesty let you go... just wait and see, I have a chance to get you."

Migelin intends to investigate the red-eyed Duke Vulkan.That guy is just a stupid jester, and he must have left a lot of mistakes. It shouldn't be difficult to get rid of him by then.

It's getting dark.

"It's about time, Mr. Hall should be here soon."

Meaglin stopped watching the children play and went to the camp.As usual, he took the short cut through the alley between the Rose Theater and the mill.

The buildings on both sides were hidden in the darkness, only the narrow light in the middle of the road was exposed. The sunset glow showed a strong black red color, and the clouds were like clots of blood.

The alley was silent, except for Miglinen.

He was still thinking angrily about the boy.The beautiful and dangerous little snake should have belonged to his child.

"It's mine after all."

Just then, footsteps came from ahead.Migelin subconsciously raised his head to see clearly. The blood-red sky light was not dazzling, but the surrounding shadows caused a short-term dizziness, and he only saw a person in a cloak appearing in front of him, erratically and flickering. Stick to him very quickly.

"what……"

Migelin felt something was wrong and was about to draw out his sword, but the dagger had already pierced into his chest.Severe pain came over in an instant, and he looked at the sword in his heart inexplicably, a small stream of blood was flowing down the hilt.

"Damn... I killed you...!"

With all his strength, Migelin swung the sword in his hand towards the assassin.However, the other party instantly raised another dagger and blocked the final blow.

In the dark shadows, the two figures were close together, as if they were having a secret conversation.

One of them gradually knelt down, his body became weak, and he was about to fall to the ground like a collapsed sack.But the one standing held him tenderly, and took off the hood of his cloak.

Migelin spit out a big mouthful of blood, and his eyes, which were almost spitting out the fire of hatred, fixedly stared at the killer's true face——

It was a black-skinned and green-eyed West Plateau boy.a stranger.

"Remember my face well."

Trand looked down at the dying man indifferently, Cui's eyes reflected the face distorted by pain.He laughed:

"Then go die. Maybe one day we will meet in Hell and walk in the queue of sinners together... At that time, I will kill you."

Migelyn's whole body was twitching violently, his eyes bulged up extremely terrifyingly, the knife-like gaze seemed to kill the opponent ten thousand and one times.

The man stared and fell dead.

"Is there one left..."

Trand looked at the corpse on the ground with pity, put on the hood again, and disappeared into the shadows deep in the alley.

Late that night, Trand came to a certain man's residence.He put on a "comedy" mask, held a dagger stained with the blood of the enemy, and entered the house silently.

There were wine bottles all over the house, and the tables were covered with wasted delicacies and scattered gold coins, and it was obvious that this guy had been squandering for a while.

The other party is sleeping soundly.

Standing coldly by the man's bed, Trand recognized this man as the deserter they had met.Master Egg once took off the emerald earrings and gave them to the poor people in distress.

The results of it?

This man sold him.

Trand smiled, and the cork mask on his face was already a playful smile.He suddenly became ruthless, and pulled the man off the bed. The man who woke up from his sleep was about to scream in fright, but Trander immediately stuffed the cloth ball deeply into the man's throat, and grabbed him by the throat. .

"Once upon a time there was a thief...not only was he not punished for stealing from others, but he even made a fortune." Trander sneered.

The "comedy" mask wears an evil grin.The man was so frightened that he almost cried and fainted.

"Then I would like to ask the audience—how should we treat such a thief?" Trander swung the dagger, the silver blade was shining coldly, "The holy law grants us shelter for the righteous, but sinners..."

The man desperately begged for mercy, but could only whimper incomprehensibly.

"Due retribution."

Trent raised his arm, and a silver light flashed ferociously across the darkness—there was a muffled sound, and the knife was thrust into the ground viciously, shaking, and a severed little finger fell beside it.

In the night there is sin and there is judgment.Before dawn, someone found the body in the alley, and there were also men with severed fingers crying and knocking on the doctor's door all night.Trand got his revenge and was a little tired, so he came to the house where they used to live and sat alone for a while, smoking a short cigarette.

All his insignificant wishes and happiness were in this house: as soon as he came home, he could see Master Egg waiting for him with his puppet in his arms.The two had dinner and chatted happily together, and then went for a walk to the beach.

There was a light purple in the sky.

"Go back, the young master should wake up." Trander stubbed out his short cigarette.

Before leaving, he suddenly wanted to take a last look at the hut.The boy stood there for a while, endured it, but did not turn his head after all.