The next day, a drizzle began to fall in the foggy city. Lucian was soundly asleep that morning.
Wade did not wake him up, but ate and read the newspaper in the living room.
He did not push Lucian to make a choice, even once.
Lucian stayed in the room until almost noon. Finally, at about two o'clock in the afternoon, the butler sent a message to Wade: "Sir, Mr. Shirelle is calling you."
He put down the newspaper and went to the bedroom.
Lucian leaned on the bed, his hair a little messy as if he had just woken up. After seeing Wade, he yawned softly and said, "I'm hungry, Wade."
"I'll ask the kitchen to bring you food." Wade sat down next to him.
A slender white hand grabbed the hem of his clothes.
"No, let's go out and eat."
Lucian said.
The moment their eyes met, they knew each other's intentions. Lucian's hand was gently taken up, and finally, placed on Wade's lips.
He looked at him, his eyes always gloomy and dark.
“… You said it.” He said, with a hint of hoarseness in his voice, “Lucian.”
"Um."
"If you want to regret it, it's not too late now, Lucian."
Lucian looked at him, and finally, he curled up the corners of his mouth and smiled.
"Hurry up." He said, with a hint of lazy charm in his voice, "I'm hungry."
It was still raining outside. The two arrived at the restaurant in a carriage. After leaving the restaurant, the carriage drove silently to the jewelry store hidden deep in the alley, which was famous for its jewelry craftsmanship and high-end sources.
There were children selling newspapers on both sides of the road. They were telling each other that the demons that had wreaked havoc in Fog City and caused one terrorist incident after another had finally been captured. Everyone was whispering about the execution of the demon Alman, whose name and identity had been hidden. Lucian sat by the window, looking out. He saw himself passing by the coffee shop where Shirelle had met with his superior, and whispered, "It's almost over."
The vice-captain of the City of Pride was about to end. And his current state of mind seemed to be very similar to that of Shirelle—just as if Shirelle should also leave the City of Mist that day.
Wade looked at Lucian's profile and thought the same thing.
He held Lucian's hand in his own, and Lucian turned around to look at him.
"We're here." Wade said at the end of the silence.
The carriage stopped in front of the jewelry store. Wade helped Lucian down. A noble customer came to the store, and the owner hurriedly invited the two to the box to look at the jewelry alone. He looked at Lucian and knew that this person was quite loved by the nobles, and the treasures he brought out were also spared no effort.
The jewelry was brought up one by one, but Wade's expression did not change. The boss did not want to lose such a big order, so he wiped the sweat off his forehead and said, "If you don't like these fine items, we still have a batch of unmounted gemstones and diamonds. Take a look and see if there are any you like. If you like them, I will ask the craftsmen to mount them well, and I can also engrave your names on the rings... and so on."
“Then bring it up and let us see it.” Lucian said while playing with his nails.
The boss went to get something. Wade whispered in Lucian's ear, "What kind do you like?"
"Whatever, I like big ones." Lucian said.
After he finished speaking, he noticed that Vader's face had turned slightly red. After realizing what Vader had suddenly thought of, Lucian rolled his eyes at him.
In the end, Wei De really kept the two largest ones. One red and one green. Lucian asked him: "You plan to wear two?"
"One for a ring, and one for earrings." Wade said, "Earrings are more suitable for you."
Lucian: …
The boss asked the waiter to bring several types of platinum rings to measure the size of Lucian's fingers. Before he put the ring on Lucian, Wade whispered a few words to the waiter, and the waiter took out the ring and handed it to Wade.
Lucian felt his breathing slow down.
"Put your hand in mine," said Vader.
Lucian put his hand in his, and he looked at Wade with his eyelashes down, carefully selected one of them, and pushed it from the fingertips to Lucian's ring finger. Lucian didn't expect that the ring he chose would be so suitable, just the first one, it just fit the dimensions of his finger.
Neither wide nor narrow.
“How do you know the diameter of my finger?” Lucian asked him.
Vader simply pushed another ring to him.
"A ring, the dimensions of your finger when you were sixteen."
"… "
"One, for when you're fourteen."
"… "
"I saw you when you were twelve."
"How well do you know this?" Lucian was stunned for a moment, then blinked and said, "You haven't been thinking about breaking my fingers since they were little, have you? Have you ever measured them secretly?"
Vader: …
Wade glanced at him and sneered, with a hint of displeasure in his eyes. Lucian raised his eyebrows, then leaned over and asked, "Are you angry?"
"What do you think?"
“Don’t be angry. Although I don’t know the width of your fingers before, I do know the width of your fingers now.” Lucian whispered in his ear, “And…”
He leaned close to his ear and whispered, "I also know how long it is."
"... You're looking for death, Lucian." Wade opened his thin lips and fought back in his ear.
Lucian couldn't help laughing. At that moment, the whole room was briefly illuminated. After completing the delivery procedures for the goods, it was almost time for the two to leave.
"Let's go." Wade said, "It's going to rain heavily."
Lucian finally got on the carriage. After getting on the carriage, Wade grabbed his waist and pressed him into the carriage. He used magic to dispel the illusion again, kissed him hard, and said, "... I really want to know if you are so wild only now, or if you were so wild when you were the Son of God."
“When you were the Son of God, you were still my knight.” Lucian avoided his lips, his waist softened when he grasped it. “Even if you were so wild when you were the Son of God, it’s not your turn to bully me. Your duty is to guard my ‘holiness’, Lord Paladin… When will it be your turn… Ha!… You are stealing from the company…”
There were a few inharmonious guttural sounds mixed into his speech. Vader tormented Lucian for a while before the spell expired, and then stopped. He bit Lucian's neck, where the artery was throbbing, and said in a vague voice, "I'll punish you after we get out."
"how?"
"I'm not interested in being on some other old ghost's turf." Wade said, kissing Lucian's cheek.
Lucian couldn't help but chuckle. He said, "Have you figured out how to get out? Let me tell you, what is Esther's real regret? What are you going to do next, destroy the church here?"
"Esther has many regrets." Wade said, "Just wait."
"Until when?"
"The day he died."
Lucian looked at him and raised his eyebrows. His collar was open, and when he looked at him, it was as if there was a spring garden. Before Wade could speak again, he came up and gently kissed the corner of his lips.
"Well, Lord Vader," he said, "I believe you are very smart."
Vader snorted.
"Lord Wade, you are happy today, right?" Lucian said, leaning on his shoulder.
He didn't expect to hear Vader's answer, but in the end, he heard it.
"… Um."
"That's good." Lucian said with a smile.
As he spoke, he opened the car window and saw Xi Ruier's apartment. A lens flashed across the apartment, and Lucian knew that Xi Ruier's online was calling him.
They hoped that he would return to the royal city soon.
"I have to go to the plot." Lucian stuck to Wade and said to him coquettishly, "See you later."
"See you later," Vader said.
When Lucian was about to get off the car, he heard Wade's voice.
"You are happy today too, right, Lucian?"
“… Of course.” Lucian turned around and said with a smile, “Seeing how happy you are makes me even happier.”
"… Vader."
The last sentence was what Lucian uttered with his lips after Wade's carriage left.
Vader has fallen in love with him, Lucian thought.
There is only one thing that is beyond doubt. In fact, Vader may not have known for a long time when their "first time" happened. At the same time...
There is no better opportunity than this to retrieve his own memory fragments from Wade's mind.
Wade sat in the carriage with his eyes closed. Finally, he heard the ghost's voice.
“… Still stubborn,” he heard the ghost say.
Vader closed his eyes and did not answer him.
"Let's make a deal." Wade suddenly said, "I don't want to wait any longer."
The carriage was still moving. The ghost looked at him quietly for a long time, and then suddenly burst into laughter.
His laughter carried extreme madness, extreme pain, and extreme depression.
"He still refuses to repent. He still refuses to repent!!"
His soul was shaking violently, and at the same time, the ground suddenly shook violently!
The ghost's body was twisted, and the whole world was breaking apart. The originally orderly fantasy world was completely twisted in an instant. The city began to collapse, and countless fantasy fragments twisted and collided together. Tens of millions of dark hands stretched out from the cracks. Wade suddenly stood up and shot up from his seat, avoiding those arms!
“Hahahaha…hahahaha…”
The twisted laughter echoed throughout the world. Along with the floating and colliding fragments of all illusions, dreams and memories. Wade heard a scream in the air and saw a dark shadow that was pressed under the entire city. He turned around suddenly and said to the weak ghost: "You..."
"It's the same, and it will always be the same. Go quickly and end my obsession." The ghost said calmly, "I'm tired. I have been suffering for so many years, and now it's time to end it."
He closed his eyes, and finally sighed and said, "Ved, this won't end well for you either."
"So-called."
"Hurry." He heard the ghost's last voice, "Before everything collapses, find..."
"…Okay." Wade said, "I don't want to wait any longer."
"Go away now that this is over." The ghost said coldly, "I really don't want to see you again. Remember your deal and promise."
…
After Lucian got out of the car, the pleasant laziness on his face disappeared. He returned to the room to follow the plot, and according to the plot, he found the mistakes and omissions related to Alman and the real murderer - Esther in his notes.
When it came to deducing the real murderer, Xi Ruier simply couldn't believe his own eyes.
The lover who shared the same bed with him turned out to be the real murderer. He completely deceived himself and the whole world.
"Shirel must be furious." Lucian muttered as he looked at the diary. "What happened next is also obvious. He stayed to test Esther, and eventually killed him out of anger."
Lucian closed his eyes, as if he was in a high-speed playback of memories, crawling at his feet were all the memories after that day. He saw Cyril sitting in the carriage, staring at the empty sign. He saw Cyril going in and out of various places, and finally identified the real murderer. He saw Cyril leaving a letter for Esther, and finally standing under the portrait of their first meeting in the art gallery, waiting for Esther to arrive.
"Mr. Esther - perhaps I should call you the Lord of the City of Arrogance in the Demon Realm, Elvis, right?" The young man stood under the portrait and looked indifferently at the other person who walked out from the foot of the wall.
The lovers who were familiar to each other in the past finally abandoned their human disguise. The black-haired, purple-eyed demon walked out of the shadows into the light with a warm smile on his face. He looked at Shirelle, turned his head with regret and said, "It's a pity that you finally found out - but I should have thought of it earlier. You have always been so smart. Lovely Shirelle Cecil."
When he heard his real last name, a slight crack finally appeared on the young man's cold face. He said, "When did you find out?"
"Let me think about it, half a month ago?" The demon shrugged and said, "Don't look at me with such strange eyes, cute little Xi Ruier. The deceiver at the beginning was you. Of course, I have never been troubled by this."
He smiled happily: "It's been a long time since I received a gift as pleasing as yours, Shirelle. How about it, it feels good to catch Alman, isn't it?"
The young man's face turned pale, and finally, he whispered: "I didn't tell the Church about your existence - of course, I left a letter. After seven days, if I don't get it back alive, it will automatically be handed over to the Church. I know how powerful you are, and I don't want the Fog City to become a sea of fire in war, so..."
Several feet of light rose from the ground. The young man stretched out his arms and waved a cross, saying coldly: "By the oracle of the God of Light, I will send you back to the demon world!"
The young man's attack came unexpectedly. The demon was tied up in the light prison by him, screaming in pain. Xi Ruier looked at the struggling demon, and finally closed his eyes, with pity in his eyes.
Until a deep laugh sounded behind him.
The illusion of the demons in the light prison was shattered, replaced by a shadow that surrounded the young man from behind. The young man was tied up by the shadow, and he couldn't breathe. He only heard Elvis's voice scraping across his eardrums: "For your age, you have done a good job of this spell. Even among the entire human race, you are one of the best in the world, but it's a pity that you are too soft..."
He laughed: "Have you fallen in love with me, little Xi Ruier? Are you willing to report me? Even using a spell that costs the caster all of his veins and tendons to be destroyed?"
The young man fell to the ground, his face pale. He was shaking, as if someone had revealed his secrets. He watched the demons clapping their hands leisurely, and the tables and chairs transformed by magic appeared in front of the two of them. He was pushed by the magic to sit on the chair, and a cup of tea appeared in his hands.
"Try it, Amber Darjeeling." The demon said, "It tastes good. You know I always like the tea of the most famous people. It's time for afternoon tea. We don't have to make such a big fuss, right?"
"… "
"Come, have a taste." The demon said, "To be honest, I like humans. Humans always bring me a lot of excitement. Although you have discovered my identity, I can quickly change to another identity and go to another city - you know I have this ability."
“… I will chase you all the way.” The young man said coldly, “To the ends of the earth.”
"That sounds like a big problem - don't be so nervous, little Xi Ruier." The demon smiled, "You have a choice."
"I gave Shirelle a choice."
The shadowy figure of the demon walked up to Lucian.
The black-haired, purple-eyed demon that Lucian imagined stood beside him, looking down at the two people in his memory. The demon said, "I told him that he could choose to return to the demon world with me and abandon his beliefs. He ruined my fun in the human world, so he should naturally give me some compensation."
Lucian shrugged. He looked at the two people talking below and said, "For example, following you back to the demon world? What methods did you use?"
The next moment, he saw the demon waving his hands, and the tea-drinking scene turned into a sea of fire.
The Church of the Fog City, Shirelle's residence in the Royal City, and Shirelle's corpse online.
"He always wanted to get hold of some useless things, so I destroyed them - and I have the ability to destroy more." The demon said in a flat tone, "I agreed to meet him in the suburbs on the 19th, he agreed, and then, the ending you all know. And he -"
"Maybe I need you to change something."
All the images came together, and at that moment, Lucian closed the diary.
If he was Esther, he would not reveal his identity as Avis in front of Shirelle. Lucian thought, if he was him, he would definitely not do this...
At the same time, he suddenly realized something.
When he got out of the car to get the diary, Vader did not stop him—that is, Vader did not prevent Shirelle from discovering the truth.
Lucian:
What on earth was Vader thinking
Lucian raised his foot and wanted to leave the room. At the same time, he felt a strong shock!
All the images changed in that instant. The house collapsed just when he was caught off guard. All the scenes disintegrated at this moment, and finally became the appearance of the suburbs at night. He saw the black-haired and purple-eyed demon standing in a large area of magic circle. He had a bleeding wound on his body, but he stretched out his hand to Xi Ruier and smiled.
"Come here, Cyril," he said. "Come to me."
Lucian blinked. He still didn't understand why the plot suddenly sped up to the last moment. He saw Xi Ruier standing opposite the demons, holding a knife, shaking - the knife was obviously the ancestral knife of the Sissel family that he had obtained, which was sharp and beautiful.
"You killed my friend."
"."
"You burned down the Church."
"."
"You ruined everything for me."
"Are these worldly things enough to make you attached?" He heard the voice of the demon, "Your friends have been using you, and the Church, what good things do you think they have? Come here, Xi Ruier. You should understand that where you really belong..."
"… "
"Do you hate me, Cyril? Don't you 'love' me?..."
All the scenes were frozen for a moment. Lucian saw Xi Ruier lower his head and tighten his grip on the knife. At the same time, a hand fell on his shoulder.
"That's what Elvis is obsessed with." Wade said calmly in his ear, "Let's jump down right away and let him see the ending he wants to see."
"Master Wade?" Lucian was stunned for a moment, then immediately said, "Perhaps you should explain the sudden change of things..."
"I made a deal with him."
Lucian: ?
Lucian looked at the two people on the screen, who were on the verge of a life-and-death farewell. Before Wade hugged him and jumped down, Lucian whispered in Wade's ear: "Be gentle when you hit me later..."
"light?"
“Shouldn’t you knock me out and take me back to the Demon Realm?” Lucian said.
He saw Wade touch the hair by his ear, and after a long time, he smiled.
"Wait, I'll count one, two, three," Wade said, "and then you raise the knife..."
At that moment, he hugged Lucian and jumped down.
Lucian shuddered and opened his eyes. He realized that he was in the body of Shirelle. He looked at Esther (Ved) standing opposite him and was about to make a painful expression.
Then he saw Vader's lips moving.
one.
two.
three.
Lucian subconsciously raised the knife. Then, he saw Wade walking towards him.
"you… "
Lucian was about to ask Wade to hit him more gently, but then, suddenly...
Falling into a hug.
Wade hugged him, and at the same time, the knife belonging to the Cecil family pierced deeply into his heart in the warm embrace.
Lucian fell into his embrace in a daze. At the same time, he seemed to hear the sound of the illusion breaking apart - the obsession was lifted at this moment, and the illusion melted away at this moment. And at this moment, he also heard Wade's voice.
"… Elvis didn't die at the hands of Shirelle, he died by suicide. He destroyed the things that Shirelle valued, hoping that he would come to him. But at that moment, he saw Shirelle throw down the knife, turn around, and leave in tears."
"... At that moment, he wished so much that he could change the ending. He hoped that Xi Ruier would kill him, take revenge, and leave with a smile, instead of leaving with tears..."
"… what?"
Lucian heard his own voice.
Elvis deceived the world and himself with a false ending, which was the ending he expected. The Warriors killed the devil with a knife and walked away with a smile. After that, the Warriors will have a better future.
'Elvis.' After Shirelle left, Elvis heard Shirelle's last voice in his ears, 'People like you... who are high and mighty and always have fun playing with others... will never understand what love is.'
What is this love for others? Ridiculous, he thought.
He watched Xi Ruier's stumbling figure disappear into the jungle - like a stray dog. At that moment, he suddenly felt extremely disgusted with himself.
My heart aches as well.
'A lover's heart?' he thought. 'How could it be any different from an ordinary heart?'
Finally, he picked up the knife with an expressionless face and stabbed it into his heart.
At that moment, the pain in his heart finally eased a lot. He thought of Xi Ruier's figure with her back to him, gradually disappearing, and finally smiled.
At that moment, he suddenly hoped that the person who killed him was Cyril, and the person who left the room with a smile was also Cyril.
"When he was dying, Xia Zuo found him and the knife. He asked Xia Zuo to send the knife to Xi Ruier."
This is the final ending of all stories.
Vader's blood sprayed on his face. At that moment, Lucian saw that Esther's face in the illusion gradually changed into Vader's. He tried to wipe the blood off Vader's face with his hands, but Vader grabbed his wrist without even understanding why.
"Don't be afraid, the nightmare will end soon."
Vader whispered in his ear.
"Now turn around, leave me, walk away with a smile, and don't look back."