After the holy sword is broken

Chapter 57

I'm also jealous of you.

If he could also have such pure feelings, why would he always avoid them?

Such a handsome and dazzling person, like a pure and flawless light, will be deeply attracted at first sight.

If Burgess is sincere, then his feelings have never been adulterated.

He likes the way he pretends to be calm and alienated, and he also likes the way he blushes and tells his sincerity, and he likes the way he is so nervous when he sees him that he doesn't even know how to put his hands down.

This distant legend who is proud and alienated in front of others, awe-inspiring and inviolable, will follow him closely every day, wanting to stick to him all the time, wanting to ask him for a kiss at any time, panting|breathing in his arms, begging him If you are happy, you will lose your mind in his arms, defenseless.

In the silver-gray eyes, a trace of dark red mist floated up, and then slowly disappeared.

The clear sound of footsteps resounded between the stairs.

What can grow together with affection is the desire to destroy that arises from the darkest part of the heart.Unable to disappear, irresistible, dormant in the dark all the time, just around the corner.

His white sparrow is so fragile and beautiful that it makes people tremble.

It made him want to hold it in his palm, but also...to rob him of everything.

Hide him, no one can spy on him except him, let him become his own... beloved pet.

Break off the delicate wings and defile the flawless white feathers.I want to see his more painful appearance, more embarrassing appearance, broken and crying expression, and the loss of life in the cage he made for him.

Does he tremble in his arms?Or will they flee in despair?

Just thinking about it makes my soul tremble with joy.

Red mist spread in the silver-gray eyes.

In the dimly lit corridor, the thick carpet swallowed the sound of footsteps.

An oil lamp passing by, the heart of the flame suddenly jumped, and the flame and its shadow shook twice together.

It's a crime to have such an idea.

Close your eyes and open them again.

The red mist faded again, and the clear silver gray returned.

How can you think like this.

Against goodness, against order, against the teachings of the gods.

this is not right.This is not correct.

He should be treated well, hugging him tenderly, kissing him, satisfying him, fulfilling all the obligations of a lover.

Or, leaving him far away is the best and safest choice.

But ah...

Footsteps stopped in front of a door.

Gently pushing away, the light in the room suddenly came over and fell on him.

The people in the room also heard the sound and looked over.

But those eyes that were as beautiful as sapphires, those eyes that would light up like falling stars when they saw him, still made him unable to let go.

It's selfish.

May the gods forgive his selfishness.

Even if he is as despicable as him, in the bottom of his heart, he also yearns for beauty.

Burgess was flipping through a book, distracted and unable to read a few words.Hearing the sound of the door opening suddenly, he looked over subconsciously.

It's Alger.

His eyes lit up slightly, but he remembered what happened just now, immediately put away his expression, and looked down at the page.

Alger turned his back and closed the door.

Go to Burgess.

His lovely lover still refused to look at him, even though the light in front of him was blocked, but he still stubbornly stared at the words on the book.

Alger squatted down, gently put his arms around his shoulders, and leaned over to kiss him.

Burgess turned his head, trying to avoid it, but he avoided it twice, but was still kissed.

Throwing away the hand in his hand, he pushed it twice, but he didn't push it away.

Forget it.

Burgess followed his heart and catered to him.

He didn't forgive, just forget it first.

Anyway, he always knew that Alger was a bastard.

For the sake of the other party's rare initiative, let's hear his excuses.

"I'm going out for a while," Alger and Borgins pressed their foreheads together, feeling each other's warmth.

"Go to bed early, don't wait for me. When you wake up tomorrow, you can see me as soon as you open your eyes."

Sure enough, he can't be expected to take the initiative to explain.

Burgess was a little disappointed.

He leaned back, away from the shadow blocked by Alger: "Understood, who will wait for you. If you want to go, go, I can't stop it."

Alger smiled kindly.

"Good night, may the goddess of the night and the lord of the two moons protect your dreams."

Finally, he kissed Burgess' eyes, and his lips paused on that small piece of skin for a while, then Alger stood up and left the room.

"Is there nothing else to say?" The sigh echoed in the empty room.

Whether it is a secret investigation at night or a real tryst lover, it is impossible to go through the front door.

Climbing over walls and windows is the right way.

A long black cloak that blends into the dark night.

After finding out the structure of the Earl's Mansion, his footsteps landed lightly and silently on the balcony of the Countess' room.

Before seeing the scene in the room, I heard the person inside laughing and saying: "Oh, did you really come?"

There was no point in hiding anymore, Alger opened the curtains and walked into the room.

The widowed Countess was wearing a light|thin scarlet pajamas, with the neckline wide open, revealing large areas of snow-white skin and deep ravines.

She leaned on the soft couch, her eyes narrowed, and her posture was charming: "My lord priest, are you here for an appointment, or..."

Alger didn't talk nonsense, he didn't even take off his hood, he took out the letterhead, pointed to the handwriting on it: "Who told you about this mark?"

Madam Luonuo raised her red lips: "A person who wants to find you."

Dana?No, definitely not.

At some point, there was a group of people around.

Mage, Warrior, Rogue...

Alger slowly drew the epee behind him.

"When we met for the first time, I didn't want to make the scene so bad, but since there may be some misunderstandings between us, please forgive me for making my own claims."

Alger turned around, and at some point there was a middle-aged man standing there.

The clothes are luxurious and the behavior is elegant.Holding a cane in his hand, his short beard is neatly trimmed, and his eyes are warm and gentle, making it easy for people to have a good impression at first glance.

an old fox.

The first reaction in Alger's heart.

"excuse me, you are?"

"Messenger-Iris. You may not be familiar with this, because most people call me the Duke of Iris.

"Or, you can call me by my secret name, Alex. 'Fanatic' Alex, your fanatic."

【If you turn you into my wight, damn Alex will definitely go crazy. 】

[Alex?Very common name, without a more precise range, it is difficult to locate. 】

【It is said that it is the eldest prince's faction...】

[But after that, his faction was obviously very active, and even Duke Iris, whose son had just died a while ago, didn't seem to restrain himself a bit. 】

"Alex? Duke Iris?" Alger muttered to himself.

A series of equations were instantly established in my mind.

"It seems that you have heard of me. It is my honor."

Duke Iris laughed.

Alger didn't put down his sword: "Are you looking for me?"

You came here before I looked for you?

"I have been looking for you for 23 years." He sighed, "Let me see your real appearance, there will always be only a vague silhouette through the crystal ball.

"Who is hiding you? Is it the ring on your hand, or—"

The epee struck towards him, but was blocked by a dead soldier.

Duke Iris took a step back: "It seems that there is indeed a big misunderstanding between us. Then, please let me see your mighty power first."

This sentence was like a signal, and all the professionals around him took action in an instant.

The strong wind stirred the hem of the cloak, the epee swung horizontally, and a row of swords were released with great force, and the tip of the swords went straight to the most threatening legal system.

Unexpectedly, the mage forcibly interrupted the chanting of the previous spell and switched to defense.But Alger just made a feint, just to interrupt the casting, and jumped towards the window instead.

The four walls of the room suddenly lit up with dense magic lines, and the powerful force suppressed him in an instant.

Caught off guard, Alger threw his sword and half-kneeled on the ground.

With the powerful potential energy, the epee penetrated deeply into the wooden floor.

Shadows fell.

The hood was taken off, revealing the strange hair and eyes.

"I finally saw you.

"Silver gray, it's really a noble silver gray... exactly as predicted."

The voice of the Duke of Iris, like a bard's aria, rang in the ear, and the excitement hidden in it made the ending sound slightly out of tune.

No one has ever said that silver gray is a noble color.

A magic circle built with an entire room is too powerful.It was like being in the deep ocean thousands of meters below, with enormous pressure in all directions, making it hard to breathe.

Sweat dripped from his brow, wet the floor.

Zhu Jian's hand trembled slightly.

"No, no, it shouldn't be like this." Duke Iris seemed to be in distress, constantly denying a certain fact.

"How come...ah, here is the problem."

The hand wearing the gemstone ring untied Alger's neckline and tore off the fabric on his chest.

The skin is exposed to the air, the beautiful texture is like a work of art carved out of marble.At the position of the heart, there is a notch, which is composed of sacred geometry and full of mysterious and ancient atmosphere.

Fingertips slid across the notch.

Incompatible forces stir each other.

"Who is it that dares to treat you like this?!" Duke Iris's lowered voice contained anger, and he grabbed the silver pendant hanging around Alger's neck.

"A poem of truth? Huh..."

Before he could say anything more, Alger suddenly jumped up, and the heavy sword was raised from bottom to top.

Duke Iris let go of his hand, and took two steps back. He didn't think it was disobedient, but said cheerfully: "Have you not reached the limit yet? Then let me see how much power I can exert in this state."

The mage chanted a spell, the rogue slid into the shadows, and the warrior swung his weapon to meet him.

In the new confusion, Alger vaguely heard the countess say: "If you can subdue him, can you let him stay with me for one night, as your reward? He really suits my appetite. "

In the voice of Duke Iris, there was deep contempt: "Is it up to you? Are you worthy?"

Between the gaps in the figures, Argel saw a trace of sinister flashing across Mrs. Lonuo's face.