Arecio didn't know that the neuropathy had gone home on his own, so he drove straight to the nursery, only to be told that the neuropathy had already left. He stayed in place for a while, gritted his teeth and planned to return home.
Nice neurosis! Dad has been slipped by you for a long time!
The rain outside was still falling, but it was no longer fierce and became very dense. In the dark, Arecio seemed to feel something. He looked out of the floor-to-ceiling window. The glowing jellyfish-like shadow was floating on the emerald inner sea in the rain. Two of the long whiskers had fallen into the sea, provoking some Soul Butterfly floated up, as if inviting Soul Butterfly to dance together.
How did the soul butterflies get to such an upper sea... Arecio was thinking about this question, and soon, he recalled what I had told him before, that these soul butterflies should have risen as a line of defense.
So... is that shiny jellyfish also a line of defense
Arecio stared blankly at the swaying shadow. The shadow seemed to feel his sight, and the translucent body tilted slightly in his direction, as if observing him through the rain. Suddenly, the shadow froze, and the eight whiskers danced for a while, and finally two "pops" covered their face, making a scream-like expression.
Arecio: "… "
Feeling a little bit like... run away.
Glowing jellyfish have been riding the rain and wind, and are flying towards the floor-to-ceiling window promenade! He first stuck himself on the glass, realizing that he could actually pass through any substance easily, so he decisively removed his whiskers, and swam forward again, this time through the special glass with ease, with a faint glow. , descended before Arecio.
The alarm device didn't sound, and Arecio didn't feel any malice, so he stood quietly and looked at the god in front of him.
Yes, this should be a god, and that kind of obscurity he once felt in Behemoth. When any one of God's favor opens up the domain, it will also produce this wonderful atmosphere. There are rumors that this atmosphere is caused by divine power.
"Leviathan...?" he asked. "You seem to have recovered quite a bit. Is it because Lucy's strength has grown?"
[There is no need to use honorifics to me.] Leviathan said, He looked very happy, and hung upside down from behind Arecio and went around again, like a child, always wanting to touch the top of his hair with a translucent whisker. However, as soon as Arecio's gaze swept away, he immediately shrank back honestly, and after a while, he couldn't help but stretch out his whiskers again.
Arecio originally thought that the gods of darkness treated him differently because he was a powerful dark creature, but now it doesn't seem that way. Leviathan treats him more than Behemoth, who hastily turned into a pillar. To be clear, it also makes Arecio realize that he seems to be a little different to these gods.
He didn't have much fear of the so-called gods, so he raised his head to ask directly, and did not use honorifics in accordance with the requirements of gods.
"you know me?"
[You are "Tinder".]
This word is not so easy to hold on top of the head, Arecio frowned slightly, he was about to ask further, but Leviathan shook his head slightly at him.
[I have an agreement with a certain person, and I can't tell you more.]
Arecio's first reaction was that he used to be a lich. Neuropathy is not a guardian. It is indeed difficult for him to think of what kind of agreement the lunatic will make with God.
"Is it Lucy?"
Leviathan didn't answer, and he circled around Arecio a few times, his whiskers stretched out and touched the top of his hair.
[Looking forward to seeing you again.]
The pillar of the sea once again walked romantically in the void, through the glass, and came to the sea with the rain curtain. Arecio subconsciously chased two steps, knowing that Leviathan would not tell him more, and considering that he had to find a neuropathy, he finally stopped, and took a deep look at the god who seemed to be dancing.
Ten thousand years ago, there seemed to be an inner layer that he didn't know. Maybe after the neuropathy recovered all his memories, he could answer a part of it for him. Thinking of a neuropathy, Arecio didn't stop there, took an express car, and turned back home.
Arecio comes with its own umbrella device, so you don't get wet even when you get out of the car. He hurried through the rain curtain that seemed to be getting denser and denser, and there seemed to be a white shadow in front of him.
"Nerve... Rutius!"
In the sound of the heavy rain, the saint still caught his voice and turned around. A few strands of wet platinum-blond hair fell on his shoulders, and the sky-colored eyes were a little misty with a layer of water vapor in between. He looked at Arecio, pursed his lips slightly, and turned back resolutely.
Arecio's head is now full of question marks, he admits that neurosis is now pitiful and lovely, but...
"Where's your umbrella?" Arecio hurried up to meet him, and was about to expand his device a little bit so that the already soaked neurosis could be enveloped in it, and he was still in a fit of rage, "Which rental company's hover car? Don't you provide umbrellas?"
The saint reached out to him, and Arecio thought he wanted the umbrella device, so he handed it over directly. Unexpectedly, the saint didn't pick up the device at all, avoided his hand, opened his arm, and hugged him directly into his arms.
"Clap", the umbrella device fell to the ground, and Arecio felt the rain splashing on his head and body instantly, and his coat was wet and sticking to his body, but he couldn't care less, all his mind was already on this sudden hug .
This was the first, non-wartime, close physical contact he had with the neurotic. The heartbeat of human beings was a little rapid. I don't know if it was because of the rain or something else, which made Arecio, who hadn't eaten blood food all day, a little hungry. He forcibly dispelled the thought in his head, tried to move, and his body was suddenly hugged even harder.
A little breath slapped the side of his neck, giving Arecio an absurd premonition that he was about to be hunted.
"Why did you make yourself so miserable?" he asked softly, "and he didn't use an umbrella."
"… "
He only responded with a firmer hug.
Arecio thought about it for a while, and the only thing that can affect the mood of the neurotic in this way is the memory that is gradually restored.
"Do you remember anything again? It's all over."
His hand tried to pat the neurotic's head from behind, but he couldn't reach it. He was not fully grown when he was transformed into a blood clan, and his height was a bit different from the neurotic. He tried a few times, deflated, and patted the neurotic's back instead.
"Let's go back, it's still raining." He tried to tear the neuropathy sticking to him off his body, but the neuropathy wouldn't come off. In the end, Arecio was almost furious when he suddenly heard a soft sound in his ear. of laughter.
Arecio: "… "
Kill you crazy!
He almost pulled the sickle out of the shadow, and the neuropathy let go of his hand decisively, but his eyes still stayed on him. The feeling that was almost forgotten 10,000 years ago came again. The eyes of the neuropathy were very refreshing, but sometimes when he stared at him, it would make him feel as if he was burned.
"Where did your memory recover?" Arecio became suspicious.
The saint immediately lowered his eyes, and the original smile disappeared.
"Recovered to... I received news of your death."
"..." Arecio was silent, "Actually, about my death..."
"I know, from your previous attitude, it can be seen that between Theo and you, you must win. But that doesn't prevent me from thinking about how serious the injury is that makes Theo confident. Announce that you are dead."
"..." Arecio couldn't say anything consoling for a while. He was a character who didn't remember bad things very much. Although it was extremely critical to have a complete face-off with Theo, Theo failed to kill him in the end, and he escaped. For the stability of his power, Theo announced that he was dead, which is normal.
He curled up to recover from his injury, about half way better, and thought about spending the carnival with the lunatic. He'd already broken his promise once, so he didn't want to break his promise again anyway, so at a huge risk, he found a lunatic at the following year's carnival.
"I'll go to you in the second year, and I'll go to you as soon as I wake up. That day happened to be the carnival." Arecio raised his head and looked at the saint with his dark rose eyes, as if he was quite satisfied with his approach. Proud, he showed a little bit of fangs.
"You'll be able to think about it later, so the news of the death was just fake news released by Theo. The moment I saw you again, I was very fortunate. I slept for a full year, and during this year, My old friend was besieged in the Sea of the Undead, Theo covered the sky in the blood race... These are what I learned later."
"But you're still there, at least you're still there. The remaining soul butterflies in the sea of undead told me that you even tried to help my friend, and although she failed to stop her death in the end, I still thank you."
When he finished, he laughed a little to himself.
"Originally I kept saying that it would not be leaked, but to remind you, but now I seem to have almost said it. In fact, I said that at the beginning. I was also a little selfish, and I was a little afraid that you would remember it, and I was afraid that you would remember something. , and then turned against me as he did ten thousand years ago."
"I don't even know why you broke the agreement between us. Did I do something wrong? Or what happened? Why don't you talk to me directly? I'm not someone who doesn't listen, as long as you Tell me, no matter how absurd it is, I believe it."
Luzius's eyes moved slightly, he looked at the vampire standing in front of him, the rain seemed to make those red pupils more vivid. The vampire looked at him, lowered his eyes in frustration, and apologized to him.
"I'm sorry, you haven't recovered your memory yet. I shouldn't pour my negative emotions on you who don't know anything."
"… prophecy."
"what?"
"Rain of Fire prophesied that Noah sacrificed his life to me at the carnival where you didn't come."
He didn't intend to tell Arecio now that he had recovered all his memories, which might cause Arecio to be wary and unfamiliar with him, which he absolutely did not want to see. What he wanted was a gentler, gentler approach to each other, as it had happened when they lived together before.
But he would never tolerate any misunderstanding with Arecio. He kept his mouth shut ten thousand years ago because he was the only one who knew the Fire Rain prophecy. He wanted to try to save him, so he couldn't die. But he also confided the doomsday prophecy to Arecio before entering the second plan, before he was about to pull Arecio into the coffin to prepare for the ten thousand years of slumber.
He was not sure whether he would die or not. He was betting that he would be useful to God, and that God would give him life within the limits of the rules.
He seems to have made the right bet.
"The doomsday prophecy cannot be leaked..." Arecio murmured, this is common sense, and anyone who leaks fate will surely die, "That's why you can't explain it to me, you can only take action on the side."
One of his heart knots was untied. If this was the case, the neuropathy ten thousand years ago was probably under great pressure. Opposing him against his will may be part of the way to save the world. Although the arrival of the fire and rain was still not prevented in the end, the new world ten thousand years later can just prove that the efforts of neurosis are not all in vain.
"Is that so?!" He said his guess, his eyes flashed and he was elated, "If this is the case, then you are the worthy savior!"
Ruzius didn't care whether he was the savior or not, he just saw Arecio's expression relaxed, so he smiled lightly.
"Even if I really did something, the last era would be destroyed after all."
"That's different! Some are destroyed with only ashes left, and some still have Mars, and they can be revived, just like the world now! Wait, Mars..." Arecio pondered for a while, "I was in the conservation center just now, I seem to have seen Leviathan, he is about to recover, and he calls me [Tinder]."
"… What else did he say?"
"No, he won't reveal it any more."
Ruzius nodded slightly, Leviathan still kept his promise and didn't reveal too much about what he had done.
"So am I really 'Tinder'?" Arecio pondered, "Come on, lend me your brain, and think about what he means by this."
"Are you sure I want to lend it to you here?"
"Why, you don't want to?" Arecio showed his fangs threateningly.
"If you want to think here in the rain, I have no problem."
"… "
Only then did Arecio realize that they were still standing in the rain, but the rain was already quite gentle and shrouded in a mist. He kept his mouth shut, lest he be met with neurotic ridicule again. However, it was rare that the neuropathy did not mock him, but just picked up the umbrella device from the ground and opened it, allowing the waterproof curtain to cover the two of them together.
Arrived at home, just after two o'clock in the morning, it was a really frustrating night, Arecio planned to go back to his room to take a shower and then sleep. Suddenly, he felt that he was hanging in the air, and the neuropathy picked him up in a cat-carrying posture, controlled the water at the door, and continued to carry him inside.
"Let go! What do you want?"
"Take a bath, get in the rain, don't catch a cold."
"I won't catch a cold!"
"I'm afraid I'll catch a cold."
"???"
The level of dog anger in the dog is even higher! He was really afraid that one day when he got up in the morning, he would just bark!
and also…
Wash it yourself! Are you going to take him to wash together? !