Burris asked Odette to turn into a human and enter the tower to shelter from the rain, but Odette refused. He said that he was adapting to the new appearance and needed the pure rain from the sky to wash the wounds in his heart... Lotter translated the meaning of Ojta for Boris: Although Ojta is not a dragon, he also has some real dragons He likes water and ice like a silver dragon, and rain is one of his favorite weather.
Lotter wasn't talking nonsense. As Boris stepped on the floating disc to the living room, he heard Odette humming happily outside.
Boris didn't bother to choose clothes carefully, so he casually took the coat he wore in the capital last time, and matched it with a plain cloak. After returning to the first floor, he saw Lott practicing dancing in front of the mirror in the reception room. The Earl of the Yellow Dog surrounded Lott, danced with him, and jumped across his raised calf... Now Herolf It is Count Herolf again, and his lord has returned.
It all seemed unreal, unreal enough to be frightening. Boris stood at the door of the reception room, still a little numb.
Lott skillfully brought Earl Herolf back to its exclusive room, then slid back with dancing steps, took Boris by the shoulder, and led him to the door.
Burris paused: "My lord...you didn't lie to me again, did you?"
Lott frowned: "What did you lie to you?"
"The matter of the Black Lake God's Domain, the reason for your return, etc..."
"I haven't said anything yet, how can I lie to you? Then we have a lot of time to chat, and I will explain it clearly to you."
Burris was still worried: "Are you really back?"
"Of course it's true." Lot pinched Burris' shoulder, "Do you think I'm an illusion? Burris, what's wrong with you?"
"I..." the mage lowered his head, his throat was dry for a while, just saying this guess made him exhausted, "You came back so suddenly and smoothly, I'm afraid..."
"Is this smooth? It took me seven days to come back, and there was a storm when I came back. Is this smooth?"
"I always feel uneasy..." Boris grabbed his hair and combed it, and several strands of hair got entangled between his fingers, which really made people anxious. "Once a good thing happens suddenly and in time, I always feel that there is something hidden behind it..."
Lott chuckled: "Boris, have you been reading the novels I bought lately? Those stories are usually written like this. The joys and sorrows end, things turn against each other, the calm before the storm, you can't talk about marriage before attacking the Demon King City..."
Burris didn't object. He continued to frown, his fingers tucked into his cuffs, and the few fallen hairs were still entangled between his fingers.
Lott sighed. He could see that the little sorcerer was really still immersed in worry, which could not be appeased by a few light jokes.
"Boris." Lott approached, put one hand behind the mage's head, and combed his fingers into the hair, "I didn't fool you, don't worry. Even if you want to find something to worry about, it's not what you should worry about..."
So what should I worry about? Boris had just flashed this sentence in his mind, and before he could ask, Lott interrupted his train of thought.
Lot bowed his head and kissed him, and Boris closed his eyes skillfully. In the past days, they have kissed many times, whether it was for casting spells or because it smells shameless... Today's kiss is not new to Lott, nor is it unfamiliar to Burris.
Boris suddenly felt emotional: I haven't experienced this in more than 80 years, and now it's only been a few months, and I'm getting used to it... Human shame is really the lightest thing in the world, and it can float away with just a breath.
Lott blew right into his mouth. Boris trembled subconsciously, which was much more terrifying than a simple lip touch.
This is not the kiss when casting the spell, but the kiss from the last time in Huolongyu...or in other words, the kiss from Lott's novel. Lot put his hands around the mage instead, and the two embraced lightly, but kissed very long.
After the lips parted, Lott finished with a peck on the mage's lips as usual. When he kissed him, Boris took a deep breath and shook his head, just avoiding Lott's finishing move.
Boris didn't do it on purpose. He closed his eyes, frowned slightly, his chest puffed up and then calmed down. He inhaled through his nose until he raised his head, and then slowly exhaled through his mouth... Lotter was amused and laughed: " What's wrong with you? Are you out of breath from climbing the mountain?"
Boris opened his eyes, and there was still a little grievance in his eyes: "I really can't breathe... This will make me feel more comfortable."
"I didn't plug your nose."
"But I..." Burris wanted to say, "But after all, I'm not proficient", and then he thought that the consequence of saying this sentence might be that Lott would come up to kiss him again, and he didn't want to try again for the time being... because... This kind of kiss is too scary, lips and teeth touch, breath entangled, tongue has nowhere to hide, eyes dare not open... This is not called a kiss, this is called the body entanglement fixation technique, and it also has an additional mental damage effect: after the kiss, once He remembered the details just now, and the feeling of rapid heartbeat would reappear.
Lotter sighed: "It can be seen that some novels are inaccurately written. It is often written in the book that a certain protagonist is kissed by his partner for too long and too intensely. At the end, the protagonist's body becomes weak and he can't even stand up. He falls into the arms of his partner. Coughing..." he said, looking at Burris, "you're so red...but you're not loosing or coughing."
When listening to Lott's description of the novel, Boris accidentally imagined himself "unable to stand up, coughing in Lott's arms", which made his face hot for a long time, and his body was still glowing. I got goosebumps.
Just as he was thinking, Lott hugged him tightly again, forcing him to "fall into his partner's arms", and rubbed his hair and back with both hands, as if rubbing some stuffed animal for fun.
Lott said in the mage's ear: "Boris, I know how worried you are. If you disappear, I will be very anxious, maybe I will go crazy. I am really back, I didn't lie to you, I didn't fool you You, the troubles are over, I want to relax, about the Black Lake... I will tell you slowly, okay?"
Boris was not very talkative, so he nodded in Lotte's arms.
Lott felt his chest being rubbed a few times, and the sore and itchy feeling spread along his torso to his whole body, making him unable to resist rubbing the mage's hair again.
Unexpectedly, Boris pushed him away this time: "Don't be like this... I have lost a lot of hair in the past few days!" He grabbed his hair just now, and lost several more!
Lott said with a smile: "It's normal to lose a little hair, don't be so cautious, who can't lose it? You are twenty years old now, and you can still grow new hair."
Burris also felt that he was overreacting, so he muttered in a low voice: "Everyone has special worries, and I am no exception."
Lot pulled him towards the main entrance. The thunder and lightning had passed, and the rain had subsided a little. Odette hummed a song and turned sideways, motioning for them to float up.
Boris unfolded the semicircular shield and enclosed himself and Lott inside, just like when he encountered a heavy rain in Huolongyu. He originally thought that Lott wanted to fly to the dragon's back in the way of mosquitoes looking for food, but Lott put his arms around his waist and said, "My mage, I can't fly now, I have to rely on you to take me up."
Odette interjected, "Master, you can climb up."
"That's not elegant."
Burris asked, "What? You can't fly anymore?"
Lott nodded: "Well, it doesn't even work for levitation."
"You lost your strength again?"
"Isn't it... You take me to the dragon's back first."
According to Boris, he took Lott to float on the back of the dragon, and fixed the shield and the dragon's dorsal fin together. In this way, even if they encounter bumps in the air, they will not slip due to loose grip.
"Aside from not being able to fly, what changes have you made?" Burris asked quickly, for fear that Lott would take the opportunity to change the subject.
Lott sat behind Burris, stuck the thorns with his legs, and put his arms around the mage. "Boris, one of your worries just now is actually right. If you lose your hair again, I won't be able to cure you...or if your student faints in front of the tower again, I won't be able to cure him either."
At this time Odette stood up, shook her wings, twisted her long neck and said, "But I can treat these. Uh... too serious a situation can't."
Burris guessed: "Could it be that Odette inherited the Black Lake?"
Lot said: "No, I am still the one who inherits the Black Lake. Do you remember that Yriel originally wanted to use my creation as an 'anchor' to pull me back forcibly after I inherited the Black Lake, so that I could stay in the Black Lake? A gap was opened in the plane, allowing the elements inside to flow into the human world, and Odette was used to accept and control it... Yriel did it, and Odette did accept part of the power of the Black Lake, but the amount was not large. And I... now I am still me, I still have the original constitution, such as magic immunity, such as two different forms, but I have lost a lot of abilities, such as flying, such as casting spells... "
"Can you explain in more detail?" Burris asked, "How exactly did you leave the Black Lake? How can Odette only accept some elements from the Black Lake?"
While saying this, Odette had already taken off with wings flapping. Burris was distracted. He was surprised to find that Odette's flying method was different from other winged creatures. Like Lot, he was vertically ascending and descending, and accelerated freely. His wings were just for display. It flies without flapping its wings at all.
The inside of the protective cover was very stable, but the night sky became chaotic. Suddenly, the dragon's back bumped, the rain disappeared, the night sky was covered with stars, and the outline of the mountains in the distance became clear.
Lott said, "I'll talk about those troubles later. Look, here we are."
"What?" Burris was taken aback.
"We've reached the mountainous area outside Silver Falcon Castle." Lott opened his hand and pointed around, "Look over there, isn't the place with many light balls hanging in the sky the main city of Silver Falcon Castle? We can't fly in directly , that would be too scary."
Burris stood up holding the dragon's dorsal fin, his expression froze at the moment of shock, and he couldn't recover for a long time.
He and Lott had just spoken a few words, and they had already crossed the entire Sago, flying from the Mountain Range of No Return to the Mountain Range of Luoyue!
Strictly speaking, Odette's speed is not as fast as teleportation, which is faster, and people can't even finish a sentence during the teleportation process, but if you count the casting time and consider the short-term discomfort of ordinary people after being teleported, Then obviously Odette's flight is faster and smoother.
Relying on her long neck, Odette turned her head to appreciate the shock of the mage: "I was originally the only miracle in the world, and now with the power of the Black Lake, I am already the most powerful and beautiful creature in the world .”
The author has something to say:
I want to say something casually today... The following are all nonsense
There are some thoughts about the characters, if you don't read it, it will not affect the text, if it is different from my understanding, you can completely ignore it
This chapter feels so boring, hee hee
Speaking of which, although this article is a fantasy, the point is not to deal with monsters or save anything. The crisis is quite simple... The point is actually that the lovely old mage in his 80s is being pursued by someone...
There will be some plots in the future, but I don’t know if everyone will find it boring or boring, because there is really no particularly magnificent adventure in the future, basically it’s just getting tired of falling in love or something...
Burris has always seemed very grumpy. I have thought about this for a long time, and then I think that if you are an old man who has had a wife, you should be more proficient in finding a wife, while an old bachelor (especially if you have never been with anyone, and you choose yourself) Single, not the one who had a lover but didn't continue) Facing things that I have never touched or tried in my life, apart from being unskilled, there may be crises and panic...
I think it is much easier to fall in love at the age of 10 than to fall in love with someone for the first time at the age of 80...