"If I really don't believe you, what will you do?" Erlande raised the corner of his mouth and looked at the person in front of him, but the seriousness in his eyes was beyond his expectation.
"I'll kill him." Anyone who tried to drive a wedge between him and Ireland should die!
Hearing such an answer, Erlander was not surprised, but had a sense of course, as if he knew Lance would do this from the very beginning.
"If that's the case, I still don't believe it?" To Erlande, this sentence was completely a joke. He knew that no matter what happened, he would listen to this person's explanation seriously.
"Then I'll kill you, and then kill myself." He couldn't accept his lover's misunderstanding and distrust, and he would rather die with him than live and suffer!
Such an answer is obviously cruel to the point of heinousness, but after hearing this answer, Erlande suddenly laughed, and laughed louder and louder, which made Lance somewhat puzzled what was wrong with him.
After a long while, he stopped laughing, and then said softly, "It really sounds like what you said."
"Are you afraid?" He knew that his possessiveness was a little perverted, but he couldn't restrain it at all. Now, he was afraid of seeing the fear and disgust in his lover's eyes.
"I'm afraid of nothing and I'm not afraid of death." Eland's words were not lying, but the truth. He didn't even remember how many years he had lived. During those long years, all he could feel was loneliness. , Therefore, he is not afraid of death if he is afraid of anything.
"You know that's not what I asked!" Lance felt a little uncomfortable with his lover's evasive answer. Although he knew that Erlande was not afraid, he still hoped to get the answer he wanted from him.
Looking at Lance's persistent appearance, Erlande seemed to feel the uneasiness and uncertainty hidden deep in his heart. While it was funny, he felt a little heartache.
A man known as the closest to God actually looked uneasy in front of him, which made him feel distressed, but also a little moved.
"In this world, there are many things I would be afraid of, but you are not included." Elland raised his eyebrows, looking at the person in front of him with a superior look, but what he got was the other party's pleasant light laugh.
Looking at the other person's smile, Erlande felt absurd—he seemed to have known this person for a long time, so long that he couldn't even remember him. Even though he didn't have this person in his memory, his body instinct knew this person and was willing to approach him. this person.
"Irland, remember what you said today, don't be afraid of me at any time, and I swear, no matter what happens in the future, I will always stand by your side." Only he is his eternal god .
At this moment, neither of them spoke, enjoying the rare warmth.
John, who was standing not far from them, saw this scene, but his eyes were faintly worried.
For thousands of years, in the eyes of the master, no one has ever existed. Even if there is another person in his life who is by his side, John can see clearly that it is only a tacit consent that the other person appears in his life. Within the range that can be tolerated, no one has ever been able to walk into the sight of the master.
And this person has really walked into the heart of the master, if one day...
Of course, what John was worried about was not Lance's betrayal. He could see very clearly that Lance was probably in a deeper trap than his master, and it was absolutely impossible for Lance to betray his master.
What he worried about was that one day Lance's lifespan would come to an end, and at that time... the master might choose to self-destruct.
Because of today's conversation, the relationship between Ireland and Lance is obviously much closer, and this change in Salman's eyes made him grit his teeth, but there was nothing he could do, and he didn't even have the guts to stop it.
John's various methods have long since broken his arrogance, crushed all his pride, knocked him into the dust, and made him understand that he is no longer that high and mighty prince.
Of course, Erlande is still very satisfied with Salman's honesty. After all, this person has too many things to do during this period of time, which makes people very disgusted. It is a good thing for Erlande to be able to make him quieter.
After lunch, John brought a glass of red wine to Ireland, but Lance took it away, which made Ireland grit his teeth.
Since the last conversation between the two of them, this person has been tempting him all the time. Originally, he just stopped him from hunting, but now he is not even allowed to touch red wine. Does he still have human rights!
Erlande: Believe it or not I really bite you!
Lance: Come on, I have opened the neckline, welcome to bite anytime.
Ireland: …
Is there anyone more shameless than this guy in this world? I really want to beat him to death!
John on the side didn't know what to say when he saw this scene, and now he didn't understand what his master was thinking, why the master kept refusing even though the other party had already delivered to his door.
The master said from the very beginning that the blood of Father Brod had a special attraction to him, and now that the priest has offered his own blood willingly, why did the person who flinched become the master? This...
If it is said that he is worried about triggering a war, John can't believe it at all. The blood race didn't open their eyes to move those priests and deacons before, and the master never stopped them. Now that he has chosen to retreat, there is something wrong no matter how he looks at it.
However, this is a matter between the master and the priest. As a servant, he has no right to discuss it, yes, that's it!
In this way, one of Lance's "allies" smiled and chose the players to watch. Watching the excitement from the sidelines is not a big deal.
In fact, Lance is also very depressed now. He thought that after the conversation that day, the relationship between the two people could make a breakthrough, but he realized that he was thinking too much. Now Erlande's attitude towards him has not changed at all. The way it used to be was tepid.
This kind of Eland made him anxious, but he didn't dare to force him. He hoped that his lover could respond to him, instead of forcing him to respond.
It's just that now Lance isn't sure how much longer he can take it.
"Do you want to go out for a walk?" Seeing Lance's "cannibalistic" eyes, Erlande felt a little impatient. It's not because he was timid, but because the other party's eyes put too much pressure on him .
"Okay." Although he knew that Eland was escaping, Lance agreed at this time. At least, don't put too much pressure on him, he is afraid that Eland will run away.
But this time the person who led the way was not Erlande, but Lance, "I have already visited your home, and now you can visit mine."
These words successfully made the corners of Erlande's mouth twitch fiercely. Is it really okay for him to go to the church as a guest of a blood race
Seeing Elland like this, Lance immediately understood what he was thinking, and couldn't help smiling, "It's not going to the church, but to my home. Although I'm a priest, I'm not an orphan adopted by the church. "
The church adopts a large number of orphans every year, and then they will become ordinary priests, deacons and priests according to their abilities, but he is different. He entered the church because of his special strength.
"Okay." Since he didn't go to church, Erlande didn't refuse, no, maybe it should be said that he wanted to know Lance a little bit in his heart.
When he came to Lance's house for the first time, Eland felt a little strange. Like his people, his house was indifferent, rigorous, and the space composed of black and white contained an indescribable emptiness.
There is no sense of home here.
"You... don't like this place?" If you really like this place, why don't people feel any popularity
No matter how he looked at it, he couldn't associate this place with home, because there was no trace of warmth here.
"It's not that I don't like it." Lance shook his head, then walked behind him and held him in his arms.
It's not that he doesn't like it, it's just...it's not like he likes it. It should be said that before he met Erlande, his heart was empty, no matter whether it was a person, thing or thing, he didn't feel like it.
It wasn't until the moment Tian met the person in front of him that he knew what he had been waiting for all this time.
It's not that he doesn't like it, so it's not that he likes it. Although Lance didn't say it, he heard it clearly. For some reason, his heart felt a little blocked at this moment.
The two didn't stay here for a long time. They returned to Fort Collins before the sun went down. After all, the surrounding area of Fort Collins was a little dangerous after dark. Although it was nothing to the two of them, they hadn't To the point where I have nothing to do and find something to do for myself.
After returning to Fort Collins, there were only two people for dinner today. As for why Salman didn't show up, neither of them asked or cared.
After dinner, Lance "confiscated" Ireland's red wine as usual, and Ireland went back to his room depressed. He didn't want to see this disgusting guy for the time being!
Watching Erlande leave, Lance smiled helplessly. It seemed that he couldn't do anything if he didn't take some action.
…
At night, Erlande woke up because of hunger, and couldn't help sighing in his heart. He believed that as long as he went hunting now, that person would definitely stop him. He didn't even know how Lance found him accurately.
Sighing helplessly again in his heart, Eland decided to get up and admire the moon. Even if he didn't go hunting, it was much better than lying in bed and enduring hunger!
However, what he didn't expect was that when he opened his eyes, he saw a big face close to him, which shocked him.
"Why are you here!?" He remembered that he would lock the door of the bedroom every night when he was sleeping, and now the door is in good condition. It is obvious that Lance did not break into the door, so naturally there is an "internal response", as for the "internal response" is Whoever loves Rand doesn't do what he wants at all!
"I asked for the key to your room from John, and I think I've given you enough time to think about it," Lance leaned forward, with almost his whole body on top of him, "Now I don't want to wait , and I don’t have the patience to wait any longer.”
Before Erlande could react, Lance pressed him hard on the bed, and kissed him on the lips without hesitation. The tip of his tongue brushed against his sharp canines and a drop of blood spilled out. kisses across his throat.
At this moment, Erlande felt that his appetite had been completely aroused by the person in front of him, "Lance, are you crazy?"
Because of the long-term hunger, Erlande has been enduring it all the time, and now this person actually made him taste the taste of blood like crazy. Is he really not afraid of death
"I've been crazy about you for a long time." Crazy enough, as long as he wants, he can give him his life!
Pulling off his collar, Lance looked at him seriously, "As long as you are willing to belong to me, then everything about me is yours."
Sensing his seriousness, Erlande smiled, and his hoarse voice was not unpleasant, and even strangely alluring, "Then as you wish."
His touch and his blood did not make Erlande feel repulsed, so he believed that this person was the one he was waiting for. In that case, why should he wrong himself.
The pain at the moment when the sharp canine teeth pierced the skin was gradually replaced by an indescribable comfort. Feeling the other party's arms tightly hugging him, Lance smiled and narrowed his eyes. There was the sound of sucking and swallowing in his ears. A feeling of giving your all to the other person.
To be honest, that feeling is not bad.
As long as that person is him!
As time passed, Lance felt dizzy due to blood loss, but he did not stop Eland. Unexpectedly, the other party stopped talking at this time. He clearly remembered that Eland had been hungry for a long time.
"Enough? If it's not enough, I can..." Lance's voice was a little eager. He could feel the other party's dissatisfaction, and he didn't want this.
"It's almost there," Erlande stuck out his tongue and licked his wound to stop the bleeding, and then said slowly, "If you go any further, your body won't be able to bear it anymore, I don't want to suck you dry, only once How is it enough?"
Erlande smiled, with a satiated smile on his face. Although he was not full this time, it had already relieved him from the state of hunger, and this delicious food was enough for him to savor it for a long time.
Thinking of this, he licked his lips with the tip of his tongue, as if reminiscing about the taste that fascinated him endlessly.
Looking at Erlande like this, Lance swallowed hard. He seemed to understand why Salman was so attached to him. For such a person, no matter who took a look at him, he would be infatuated with it.
"I've already fed you, now you're going to 'feed' me?" Before Erlande could understand what he meant, he had already been thrown onto the bed by Lance, trapped in the Between the arms and the breath is full of his smell.
Although it was such a slightly forced posture, because the opponent was Lance, he was surprisingly not annoying. Therefore, Erlande did not push the opponent away. Naturally, he paid a "heavy" price for his momentary "stupidity" .
The deep kiss made Erlande a little out of breath. He had never had such intimate contact with others, but he unexpectedly didn't hate it. It seemed that no matter what this person did, he would never be angry or disgusted. .
That feeling is very novel, but more is puzzled.
"Irland, you are mine." With an expression of almost admiration, Lance planted shallow kisses on his body one after another, with his sweet breath in his ear, Lance felt that he was about to lose control up.
"I'm yours." Like an oath, Lance said these two words in his ear over and over again, occupying his body, will, and even soul.
On his body, his soul was branded with his marks.
Lance, you are mine, and I am yours...
In the early morning, oh no, when the sun does not know how high the sun rises, Erlande finally wakes up from sleep, looking at the man sleeping next to him who is still hugging him, Erlande can't help but think, what is he going to do? Push this person down, or kick him down!
As if feeling the deep malice from Eland, Lance slowly opened his eyes, looking at his lover in front of him, his eyes were full of tenderness.
Now, this person is finally his, completely his own.
When he hugged him excitedly and wanted to give him a good morning kiss, the unbearable Erlande finally kicked him off the bed, this unrestrained bastard, go to hell.
Hiss, my back hurts...
The person who was kicked on the ground now had a very good attitude, got dressed silently, and then went to the bedside to help Erlande hold his waist in a polite manner.
Yesterday... It was him who was a little, um, too unrestrained, and kept tossing and tossing until it was almost dawn before stopping.
However, there was no way to do that. During this period of time, not only Erlande was the only one who was hungry, but also him!
Every day the person he loves is dangling around but he can't do anything. When he finally has the chance, he loses control a little bit, so it's understandable... I guess.
"Irland, I..."
"Shut up, I don't want to listen to you now, hiss—" Because of the roar, Erlande gasped, what did this bastard do after he passed out yesterday, his body was about to collapse It fell apart!
You know, he is a vampire, a vampire! The physical strength of the blood race is simply not comparable to that of humans, this bastard can actually toss the blood race like this.
Thinking of this, Erlande couldn't help but shudder. Should he be thankful that he is not a human being, otherwise, he might be dead now
It has to be said that the recovery ability of the blood race is really good. Although it was miserable to be "bullied" yesterday, after resting for a while, except for the waist is still a little sore, the rest is no longer a problem, and now it can barely be regarded as moving freely.
"Go down and have something to eat, I'll carry you down?" Although it seems that there is nothing wrong with Erlande now, Lance still remembers the miserable appearance just now, so he still asked, and the result In exchange for the opponent's glaring.
The two walked down the stairs one after the other, and John clearly felt that the atmosphere between the two had become different. Not only the master, but even the priest was full of satisfaction after a full meal. Feeling very emotional, John immediately understood what happened yesterday, but seeing that the master didn't express anything, so naturally he acquiesced.
"My lord, why did you come down so late? Is it because you are not feeling well? Do you need to take a rest?" Seeing that Eland seemed to be in a bad mood, Salman immediately stepped forward to show his hospitality, although he was "educated" a lot by John. This time, but he also grasped the degree wisely, such concern will not arouse the other party's displeasure.
But today he miscalculated someone—Lance.
Just when he stepped forward to care about Erlande, Lance, who had been walking behind him, embraced him in his arms, with deep displeasure in his eyes.
If it was before, he was indeed not qualified to make such a move, but the relationship between the two of them has changed after yesterday. He is no longer Erlande's friend, but a partner.
"Father Brod, your behavior seems a little inappropriate." Salman frowned, his tone was calm, but his eyes were full of jealousy. He was jealous of this man, even if he was a friend of the adults, but what right did he have? Such an intimate touch adults!
"He is my lover, what's wrong with that?" After saying this, Lance took a step back, hugged Erlande in his arms, and looked at Salman defensively, as if watching Like a thief who may steal his treasure at any time.
Such words brought a deep blow to Salman. He looked at Lance in disbelief, and then turned his gaze to Eland, "My lord, is what Father Broad said true?"
For a person who was once so proud, now that he asked this question cautiously in front of him, most people would feel unbearable, even if it was to make him feel at ease, they would choose to lie.
It's just that it doesn't include Eland, because he won't wrong someone he cares about for someone he doesn't want to do.
Now that he has identified Lance, he will naturally not let others have any doubts about his identity, so even in the face of Salman like this, he still nodded without hesitation.
This moment is the happiest moment for Lance, because the person he loves has recognized his status in front of others; but for Salman, this moment is his most painful moment. The person who longed for and even admired actually admitted that another person was his lover.
"My lord, have you forgotten your identity, have you forgotten his identity, you and he represent light and darkness, how could they be together?" Now Salman was a little flustered, he asked loudly, hoping that Eland Able to "get back when lost".
It's a pity that his words will only deal him a deeper blow.
Because at this time Lance answered his question, "Can light and darkness never be together? So what about falling into darkness for him, only he is my only god."
He never believed in God, and he joined the church just to pass the boring life. Now that he has found the meaning of life, then to him, light or darkness is no longer important.
Such an answer made Salman feel as if he was struck by lightning. Did he... really have no chance
"John, send him back to Doron. I don't think he's fit to stay in Fort Collins anymore." He questioned his decision again and again. Salman really thought he had a little temper no
Since you don't want to stay here quietly, then leave.
Hearing what the master said, John nodded. In fact, he had wanted to send this person away a long time ago, but he never got the master's order, so he didn't dare to act without authorization.
After Eland gave the order, John found a few people to supervise Salman, and sent them away overnight that night, and sent them directly to Doron's castle.
"My little friend, have you finally been sent back?" Looking at Salman standing in front of him, Duo Lun didn't have any accidents. He knew more than anyone else how much John cared about His Highness's safety. After John knew When this person might be unfavorable to His Highness, how could he keep this person.
"Why didn't you help me? Have you forgotten what I said at the time!?" After seeing Doron, all of Salman's anger surged up. If it wasn't for this person's uselessness, he would still be It should be in Fort Collins, and the person who was kicked out should be Lance Broad.
Slap, slapped Salman hard on the face, Duo Lun looked coldly at the person who was still questioning himself a moment ago, "My little friend, have you forgotten your identity, now you You are no longer a prince, even if you are, you are not qualified to talk to me in such a questioning tone!"
The coldness in Doron's eyes finally brought Salman back to his senses, and only then did he realize how stupid he was just now.
During this period of time living in Fort Collins, although John always "educated" him, he never hit anyone, and even adults couldn't do it, so when he came back here, he forgot about Doron's style—no If you are obedient, you will fight!
"Yes... I'm sorry, Lord Doron, I was just a little excited just now, please, please forgive me." Salman's body kept trembling, and he no longer felt anything except fear when facing this person.
"Little friend, I'm not your Highness, and I won't show mercy. If you're not good, I don't mind letting you learn to be good. Also," Duo Lun sneered at the well-behaved man who seemed to be a mole in front of him, "Why should I To help you, as long as His Highness is happy, nothing else matters, and you, just an outsider, are you trying to influence His Highness's mind?"
"But… "
"I know what you want to say. You want to say that Lance Broad is a priest, so he is not suitable for His Highness?" Looking at Salman with "that's it" written in his eyes, Doron shook his head slightly, " In our eyes, there is no difference between you and Lance Broad, the only difference lies in His Highness's choice."
In fact, from these few visits to Fort Collins, he had roughly guessed what His Highness was thinking, and it didn't take long for His Highness to make a choice.
In fact, Duo Lun also had the idea of sending Salman to Fort Collins to be a companion for His Highness. His Highness has been too lonely for so many years. Except for dealing with necessary things, he always spends it in a deep sleep. That's why he thought of sending a little pet over, hoping that His Highness would have a little thing to accompany him for at least a hundred years.
Unfortunately, his choice did not seem to please His Highness.
"But..." He was not reconciled!
"It's nothing but, since His Highness doesn't like you, then you can go back to your Harlan Empire and continue to be your prince!" Isn't this person unable to forget his identity all the time, so it's just right to go back now.
After saying this, Duo Lun waved his hand, signaling his subordinates to arrange for someone to send this person away as soon as possible. Since His Highness didn't like it, he didn't bother to keep such a little thing that didn't please him.
Doron said that the matter on this side has been resolved, and everything has returned to calm, but on the other side, in Fort Collins, Ireland's life is extremely lively.
Since the two of them connected with each other, Lance has become a lot clingier. Although he liked to get close to Erlande before, he still has a certain degree. Even if he is close, he still maintains a polite distance.
However, after the close contact between the two of them, Lance seemed to be suffering from skin hunger. He wished he could stick to Ai Lande's body for 24 hours. De's body, so I don't know how many times I was kicked out of the study.
"Father, master...in fact, he doesn't really like to be in contact with others. This kind of tolerance is already the limit of the master." So please don't tease the master anymore. You don't feel ashamed of being kicked out of the study so many times a day , shall we spectators blush for you
"Well, I know, that's why I hope he can get used to me more." Although Erlande didn't say this, how could Lance not see it? It's fine if they weren't used to it before, and now they have accepted each other's entry into each other's life How could he accept keeping a certain distance from his beloved
Looking at Lance like this, John also had some headaches. Now he can probably understand why the master kicked this man out again and again.
This person is typically aggressive. If he doesn't give a little warning, he may not know what he will do in a while.
When Lance entered the study for the tenth, uh... thirteenth time, Erlande glanced at him indifferently, and then said slowly, "Don't mess around, sleep in the guest room today."
Since that night, Erlande has acquiesced that this person took up half of his bed. He is not a person who dares to act or not. Now that he has decided to accept it, he will not try his best to get rid of it, and it is not without benefits. , at least I can have a full meal every night... Well, although it is not a full meal, at least I don’t have to starve.
However, this person is obviously suspected of overreaching, so now he doesn't mind using this as a threat at all.
Sure enough, Lance froze when he heard this sentence, and then carefully rubbed against Erlande, seeing that he didn't refuse, then sat down a little nervously, and hugged him in his arms, Of course, this time it was really just hugging, not being rubbed, and I took the opportunity to do some small movements.
"Why don't you give me a first hug." He hugged Erlande quietly like this, and after a while, Lance asked such a sentence, "After the first hug, I can truly belong to you, only you. "
Lance knew that Ireland had no descendants, and if possible, he hoped that he could be his only descendant.
Why
This question made Erlande silent. He closed the book in his hand and didn't speak for a long time. Finally, he sighed, "Maybe I don't want you to never see the sun again."
Although as his descendant, it is not that he will never be able to see the sun, but in the few months after the first embrace, or even within a year or two, he may not be able to see the sun. He does not want Lance to be trapped in the In the dark.
Hearing such an answer, Lance's eyes were filled with tenderness, "I don't care. I never believed in God, nor did I long for the light. For me, the light is far less important than your coming."
Erlande shook his head, opened the book in his hand again, and refused to say anything.
Did Erlande not believe him
No, in fact he believed it, but just because he believed it, he couldn't do it all the more.
Because after becoming a vampire, what you need to experience is not only darkness, but also loneliness.
Even with his company, in the endless life, Lance will experience the feeling of loneliness sooner or later. He has experienced that feeling before, so he doesn't want the person he loves to experience that pain.
In fact, sometimes he really envies human beings, envies his brothers and sisters who are no longer there, it is really great to be able to die.
The endless life is a kind of torment, a kind of curse, and even later, he can only pass the time with deep sleep.
Looking at Erlande who said nothing, Lance hugged him vigorously. He didn't say anything, but from him, Lance felt a kind of loneliness that was hard to describe in words.
"Irland." He kissed his ear lightly again and again, his gentle voice made people feel heartache.
"Huh?" His eyes fell on the book, but now his heart was in a mess, and he didn't know what he was reading after reading it for a long time.
"I am, I have always been." By your side.
"I know." Erlande nodded, he could naturally feel Lance's determination.
"You will not be alone in the future, I will always be with you." Until you die, or I die, there is nothing in this world that can make him let go except death.
"Always?" Hearing this promise, Erlande's eyes were a little dazed, as if someone had made such a promise to him, but he couldn't remember who that person was, but he still vaguely Remember that person has the same warm embrace as the person behind him.
"Always!" Lance replied softly, stretched out a hand to hold his right hand on the book, and passed his fingers through his fingers, clasping his fingers, "As long as I live, I will always be with you .Remember what I said, I'm yours and always will be."