Wade put his hands on the armrest of the sofa and watched Lucian directing people to move all the things in.
A hand-woven blanket, another long and wide sofa, soft cushions, brand new bedding (quilts, pillows, sheets, mattresses, etc.), double curtains that were enough to block out all the light, bathroom supplies... Finally, he saw Lucian come in with a bottle.
"What is this?"
"Incense."
Lucian opened the bottle of essential oil and inserted a few special paper straws. The scent of cornflowers suddenly leaked out. The originally standard hotel room suddenly had many Lucian features—whether it was the newly delivered sofa, the carpet with beautiful patterns, the landscape paintings on the wall...
There was also Lucian, who was bending over and putting a bouquet of flowers into the crystal vase on the table.
There was a bunch of blue-purple flowers, the flowers were dense and looked like a string of small wind chimes. Lucian lowered his eyelashes and fiddled with the petals that were covered with crystal dew. At that moment, Wade thought he heard the sound of wind chimes being plucked.
But in the end he said nothing, and quietly let Lucian turn this temporary stop into a wonderful place. He looked at the dark purple curtains, thinking that it might also be the color of the flowers.
Lucian finished with the flower pot, and then went to put his new clothes and the ornaments in the places where they were needed. Wade was behind him, folding his hands and looking at him. At this time, Lucian went downstairs to get another thing he needed. When he took the jar of ointment and was about to go back upstairs, he heard a commotion outside the hotel.
"The lair outside the city..."
"Rip-level demon species..."
"You didn't tell me before that there would be demons from the cracks in the nest, and it's a hundred feet deep! You're hiding the mission information. I'll report it to the Deacon's Office!" An angry man's voice came from outside the door. Lucian recognized this voice. He heard this man praising him as a "hero" the day before yesterday.
The people outside seemed to be pestering the man and not letting him leave. Lucian glanced at the man outside the door and saw that he was holding his roommate, the cold and thin demon, in his arms. He still had marks of burns on his body and was arguing with the group of people.
Lucian heard the guy beside him sigh. He then asked sharply, "Do you know those people?"
"Of course I know them. They are the mercenary group 'Black Ice', and they are well-known in the city - their deputy leader is the cousin of the Greedy City Lord. Even in the City of Laziness and the City of Envy, they have influence and big backers." The guy shrugged, "They often conceal some 'unimportant' mission information to trick some unsuspecting hunters into being their cannon fodder. These two newcomers here are also unlucky, not knowing the ins and outs."
“Oh…” Lucian responded.
He seemed to remember the plot about this team in the story. When Wade concealed his identity and came to the Demon Realm to look for the blood of the demons, he disguised himself as a mercenary to get information. This group of mercenaries tricked Wade at this time. They took Wade to find treasures, but did not tell Wade that there was a crack dragon lurking there.
As expected, Vader discovered the blood drop he needed in the dragon's body. After fusing the blood drop, he took the head of the vice-captain of the mercenary group who planned all this and hung it on the city wall for three days, thus arousing the anger of the Lord of Greedy City. Afterwards, he killed the Lord of Greedy City, crippled the Lord of Laziness City who came to take revenge, won the favor of the Lord of Jealousy City who was disguised as a man in the battle, attracted the love of the Lord of □□ City, and won the Lord of Wrath City as his younger brother, and finally broke the spell of Arrogant City and became the Lord of the Demon Realm.
The tall and thin man with an arrogant look on his face outside the door was the deputy commander whose head had been hung on the city wall for three days.
"What are you looking at? Huh? Is it lively and interesting...?"
Perhaps he noticed that he was being watched, he turned around and was about to scold, but he saw the beauty who was looking at him.
That beauty is also a succubus.
The lanky man's "ma" suddenly became gentle.
Lucian: "Nothing, I just think you look like a princess."
(Note: This stalk comes from a silly advertisement, "Your Majesty, the princess has been hung on the city wall for three days." "Did she admit her mistake?")
Slender man: ?
The beauty is very beautiful, but when she opens her mouth, people feel that she may not be very smart.
Lucian turned and went upstairs. The Black Ice people were still arguing with the two strangers, but the tall and thin man had completely lost interest in them. He looked at Lucian's back with interest, as if he was thinking about something.
Lucian returned to the room and placed the box of ointment on the table. Wade glanced at the ointment and asked, "What is this used for?"
"Use it after bathing." Lucian said, "It can help you remove the scars on your body."
Wade was stunned, but at this moment Lucian had already passed him and entered the bathroom on his own.
At this time, there was a noise in the corridor—the two demons living next door finally ended their struggle with "Black Ice" and returned to their own rooms. Lucian was arranging items in the bathroom and vaguely heard the two people next door talking—luckily, only a little sound came out and the content could not be heard.
He thought that the sound insulation of this hotel was really poor.
Fortunately, Lucian should not be able to hear their voices in the bedroom.
The two people next door walked away quickly after a brief conversation, seemingly heading to the bathroom. Lucian also took out the can of newly bought bath beans at this time.
He wanted to soak himself in the water and take a bath.
Lucian closed his eyes and let the warm water make his body turn pink. He enjoyed this rare quiet time until he heard the chaotic footsteps again.
It sounded like the two people next door had come out of the bathroom. But somehow the footsteps were so loud, as if there was pushing and fighting, and even the sound of someone being pushed against the wall and the sound of a vase being brought up to the floor and falling and breaking.
Lucian:
The two people next door are domestically violent? They... are fighting
Soon, a new sound from next door completely broke Lucian's idea. The wall naturally prevented him from hearing the ambiguous sound of water and the sound of something churning. But a certain high-pitched voice still came from next door.
The voice clearly reflected the excitement of the two people next door who had survived the calamity, the intensity of their love, and the toughness of the people in the Demon Realm—so tough that it wouldn't be surprising if the skinny demon went to the clinic tomorrow because of a broken waist.
Lucian: …
Damn the soundproofing!!
He covered his face, which turned red and white. He hurriedly scooped up water to wash his hair carefully, then quickly left.
Until it rains and leaks.
…
Wade sat on the sofa. He reached out and took the box of ointment into his palm.
He looked at it with a gloomy expression. He did not have the joyful expression that ordinary people should have when receiving a gift. He looked like he was looking at a monster.
"What do you expect from me, Lucian?" he whispered.
The memory fragment he had glimpsed a few days ago when fusing the fallen angel's heart entered his mind again. In that memory, the eight-year-old him bit off the throat of a man who broke into his home and tried to molest him.
The man was a priest who came to the slums to help the poor, but secretly he had a strong interest in the beautiful little boy. The blood aroused Vader's desire for killing, and at that moment he realized that he might exist for this. He needed more blood, more death, and more killing to make all the blood boil.
He tore the man's flesh and blood like a wild dog, and a strange power awakened in his body, making him laugh. This was the first time he killed a person. He excitedly attacked the corpse with his weapon until he was completely unrecognizable.
At this moment, he also revealed a smile that was finally no longer gloomy, and was somewhere between peace and ecstasy.
But that memory fragment didn't come from him... The person to whom the memory belonged seemed to be standing high above him, looking at him. In his memory, he saw himself standing on the board. The image of him licking his hands full of blood left no doubt in anyone's mind that the boy in front of him was a naturally terrifying monster.
This was his nature that he never showed later, due to his increased knowledge and the need for politeness. It was not extremely evil, just crazy. He was born like this, killing and blood were not something that could be judged by the scale of good and evil for him, but just the beginning of his chaotic nature.
He didn't know who the owner of the memory fragment was, but he only heard a vague and strange voice at the end of the memory, which seemed to be calling the owner of the memory.
That sentence is .
"Number Five..."
A strange premonition made him feel that the owner of the memory fragment was Lucian. But there was no way that Lucian, who was also eight years old, would be present at his first murder.
Another memory fragment was suspended in his mind, quietly and slowly turning. It seemed that a powerful force had given it a layer of protection before it was extracted, and Wade could not yet analyze the content.
It was as if he would never know which of Lucian's words came from the truth and which came from falsehood.
Finally, he slowly clenched his fingers and squeezed the iron box until it was deformed.
So what? he thought.
In any case, Lucian had been imprisoned by his side. No matter what he was thinking, he could no longer escape from him. Lucian was a mystery, a lie, but his trembling in his arms was real. He could indulge all of Lucian's insignificant "willfulness". As long as he wanted, he could do anything to Lucian - what he wanted to do to Lucian had nothing to do with whether he knew what Lucian was thinking.
But now his heart was still churning with dissatisfaction, that intense hunger and thirst was like rolling lava, or like a pitch-black beast roaring endlessly.
He couldn't help wanting to cut Lucian open to get more, as if he was deeply addicted and yet also seemed to be stubborn and unwilling to change.
This feeling of oppression made Wade extremely irritable. He threw the box deep into the drawer, realizing that he was now eager to see Lucian.
Until he heard a knock on the door.
Wade opened the door, and a tall and thin man came out. The man was wearing a black ice badge on his chest. He was stunned when he saw Wade, and his eyes kept glancing inside: "I am Kane, the deputy leader of the Black Ice Mercenary Group. May I ask Mr. Louis..."
Vader: …
The man's eyes clearly revealed his intentions.
"He's taking a shower." Wade said coldly and slammed the door.
Perhaps it was because Wade looked like a cold beauty. The thin man was frustrated, and even though he was angry, he was not that angry. In short, he understood where these two people were going to end up, and there was still a long way to go.
After closing the door, Wade paused for a while. After a long while, he lowered his head and sneered grimly.
Why should he trouble himself because of Lucian
Lucian Cecil, how could he deserve to let him...
He walked towards the bathroom and knocked on the door from where the sound of water came from.
"Someone just came to see you." He said politely, "Lucian, do you want to come out to meet the guests?"
Through the door he heard the hurried sound of water. Then he heard Lucian's voice: "No, no, don't come in..."
Wade almost didn't hear Lucian's panicked voice.
The sound aroused his vigilance. Wade's deep purple eyes darkened. He asked gloomily, "What are you doing in there?"
After pretending to be good for a few days, what is Lucian preparing for
"I don't have anything... No, don't open the door!"
That sounded like a sophistry to Wade. He sneered and opened the door.