Blade Dance

Chapter 41

As if meeting for the first time, with a pious temptation, Harlan slowly lowered his head to kiss Roy's forehead, then cupped his face, leaving delicate kisses on his cheeks and facial features leisurely .Roy didn't move, just wrapped his hands around his waist until Harlan raised his head and groped through his hair, quickly finding the knot in the cloth strap that covered his eyes.

"is it okay?"

Roy looked up at him with a hesitant expression.

"Maybe get burned."

Harlan smiled slightly, and then said solemnly: "The eyes are the windows to the soul. If you don't want to hurt me, I won't be burned."

Roy laughed and cursed.

"It makes sense."

Harlan asked again: "Can you?"

Roy didn't answer.That would be considered a tacit consent.He gently untied the knot in his hand, and let the black cloth belt slowly slide down from Roy's nose, revealing little by little the eyes that he had only seen once.

Turquoise flames burn in the thick darkness.The flames are like fresh weeds, bathing in the rain and riding the wind, overflowing the eye sockets with full of vitality, shining on the upper half of Roy's cheeks.The soul-stirring light shot directly into Harlan's eyes, burning his vision. As Roy said, he soon felt a sting in his eyes.But the light was so dazzling that he didn't want to look away.

As if he had the courage of a moth to a flame, he stared into Roy's eyes, cupped his face and moved closer.

He whispered:

"Your eyes are kissing me."

Roy laughed, took the tape from him calmly, and turned to cover his eyes.Harlan let him do whatever he wanted, as if he was still immersed in the dazzling light and didn't react.In an instant, darkness replaced the scorching flames, as if the sea had suddenly sunk into an abyss, and there was no light in the dark waters.The danger was approaching without knowing it. Normally, he would have been flustered, but now that he was with Roy, the other's body temperature came from the skin-to-skin contact.There is nothing more reassuring than that.

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Roy's soft laughter came from his ears.

And the sound of tiny raindrops dripping on the roof and patting on the windows.When did it start to rain?He suddenly realized that he had never seen rain in Zangarmarsh.Is it as majestic and warm as Terokkar Forest, or as gentle and continuous as Nagrand?

Will the stars fall with them?

What does that matter.

In the end, only each other's breathing and heartbeat remained, dominating this long and quiet night.

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"Sir, the spell barrier shows abnormal fluctuations."

Steele moved her gaze upwards, and the human mage stood in front of the table, staring at the ground motionlessly, as if the floor was the object of her report.

"You mean the magic barrier on the side of the forest?" Steele asked with some doubts.

The mage raised his eyebrows intentionally or unintentionally, and he saw it.

"Yes, sir. The abnormal reaction in the eastern barrier indicates that there is a high possibility of a change in magical energy in the middle of the forest."

Steele sat back in his chair, eyebrows raised, an impatient look on his face.

"So what's the source of the change?"

"uncertain."

"what?"

The mage squirmed the corners of his mouth, and his voice was difficult:

"We don't know what caused the abnormal fluctuations in the enchantment."

Steele frowned all of a sudden. He sat up straight and folded his arms in front of his chest: "What do you mean? Isn't the barrier set up for demons? If there is an abnormality, doesn't it mean that the whereabouts of demons have been detected?"

"Yes." The mage's voice became lower and lower, "The last time when the enchantment responded, we could clearly see the figures of the demons, so we could tell they were Morg. But this time we couldn't do anything." I can't see it. The energy fluctuations are very..." She showed a puzzled expression, "...It's very huge, but we can only see a chaotic scene, and we can't see any traces of demons from it."

The commander fell silent.

The enchantment can detect demons within a certain distance, and the team that detected Mo'arg in the first place was credited to it.Speaking of which, the construction of this large project was ordered by the former commander, the elf who was allied with the demon hunter.Is he really a high elf?When Steel thought of his appearance, he always looked defiant and confident. He couldn't agree with him when he inexplicably proposed to build a spell barrier.The huge enchantment that took so much time and manpower to build, usually requires day and night maintenance and monitoring, but now it can't even show the specific circumstances that lead to the change.Ever since the enchantment was activated, it had also been used in that little battle in Mo'arg. The effect was minimal, and the enchantment was dispensable at all.After all, the young man is inexperienced, he thought helplessly, it is better to send scouts to patrol the forest than to waste it like this.If any suspicious creatures are found, they can be dealt with on the spot, which is quick and labor-saving.

Back to the problem we are facing now.Unexplained abnormal fluctuations in the barrier, is someone playing tricks?The peace in Shattrath City has lasted for nearly half a year. Steele knew that there would always be people who could not get used to the way people spent their lives in peace and prosperity, and wanted to give them some "surprises" and intentionally create troubles in order to enjoy standing God's perspective looks at the rise and fall with a cold eye, mocking the superiority of the world.However, it is not an easy task to make the enchantment produce "huge" fluctuations.

"Pass my order," he cleared his throat, and said in a serious voice, "send a team of stalkers to go deep into the jungle and go to the source of the change to check the situation."

"As ordered, sir."

Just as the mage was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly stopped in his tracks.Her gaze moved to the commander's face, and then turned away timidly.

"Sir, are they just stalkers?"

Steele froze for a moment.

"Reconnaissance situation, what else do you need besides stalkers?" He unconsciously raised his voice, "Order them to return immediately after they have gained something, and they are never allowed to participate in any battle without authorization."

"Yes, sir."

"Also," Steele frowned, "ask the deputy commander to come see me, and tell him to come over immediately. No matter where he is, even if he's among the women, find him for me."

"Yes, sir."

He watched the mage leave the meeting room.

The bright moon rises high, and the night sky is vast.He let out a long sigh, feeling exhausted after dealing with the mess of the day.

Just stalkers?How could she have the face to question his decision and ask him such a question?This question and the tone it carried instantly ignited the grievances that had accumulated for a day, making him immediately want that mage to get out.

He leaned back in his chair and turned his head to stare at the sky outside the window.

What more than a stalker?

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