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Jarod was pretty sure that if he hadn't pushed the Star Shield away from Glorfindel before it hit Glorfindel's head, he would have been lucky enough to see Lord Goldflower get headshot by Captain America's shield.

But now, he maintained the posture of falling to the ground, glanced at the shield embedded in the wooden plank of the ship's side that almost wiped his cheek, and then glanced at his own netizen who was not far away with a bad face. Out of the cold sweat.

"Are you planning to shoot me to death together, captain?"

The moment Steve showed up, he filled in all the blanks in his memory.Mr. Elf leaned on the deck and stood up. After trying several times, he managed to pull out the shield from the broken wood: "...Well, you definitely want to kill me together."

"Trust me, I was just slipping for a while."

Especially when seeing that golden head.

The expression is serious and upright, but the tone is completely different.With one long leg, Steve walked to Jarod's side in two or three steps, staring warily at the phantom that slowly stood up from the deck.

"So, what's your relationship with the one outside?" The captain didn't reach out to take back his shield from the elf, but put it on his shoulder full of protection, the captain said: "It's completely based on his character and Is it a projected character set up psychologically?"

Garrod turned to look at him, as if he was puzzled by his question.

But it didn't take long for him to realize the hidden meaning in Steve's words, and the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

"If I say yes."

Pushing back the blond hair hanging from his chest, 'Glorfindel' stared at the unexpected visitor, his eyes were full of obvious hostility.

"I knew it."

It looked like a big golden retriever who had found someone digging out the kennel, Steve's tone became even more annoyed: "I must have a good talk with that guy when I go out."

"..."

In Captain America's dictionary, 'have a good talk' is not far from 'have a good fight'.Obviously also aware of the seriousness of this matter, Jialude's eyelids couldn't help but twitch, and he decided that he still needed to clarify the reputation of Lord Jinhua, who had somehow carried the blame.

"I think you should have a good talk with yourself."

He patted Steve's chest with his backhand, and Mr. Elf marveled at the feeling again for a while, then turned his gaze to the phantom of Lord Golden Flower in front of them:

"Glorfindel won't act out of line with me, otherwise I wouldn't have felt something was wrong just now. And compared to Glorfindel, he actually feels more like you to me... It's not about his behavior or personality. It’s not where the class is, but the feeling.”

That feeling of being unable to let go, not wanting to leave every second, willing to go anywhere with him.

Avalon's magic wanted to keep him, so he constructed such a dream of Xidu, and chose the most intoxicating emotion in his memory as a template.However, it is impossible for Captain America to appear on the gray port where the elves crossed westward, so it put this feeling on another existence that Garald could not give up, trying to confuse him with the image of the golden flower lord to indulge in it, Never wake up in this world again.

It's a smart approach, but it's also doomed to fail.

Touching the corner of his mouth that was almost kissed, Jarod thought thoughtfully.

Everything in the dream comes from his own heart, there is no doubt about it.Although he never denied the resemblance between Lord Golden Flower and Captain America, and the attraction of this resemblance to himself, it was only limited to the level of 'attraction'.Even in a deceptively realistic illusion, even in the face of his deepest desire, he would never mistake Glorfindel and Steve because of this, and mix different emotions that should belong to two people into one person.

This is a kind of respect, but also instinct.

"So, even if the captain doesn't come, I won't be bewitched by you."

Holding the shield, he looked at 'Glorfindel' who had been silent in front of him.At the moment when I was able to completely distinguish between dream and reality, everything around me began to gradually become distant, and even the familiar face became blurred and transparent.

Jarod shook his head at it.

"This may be the best ending I've ever wished for, but now I don't need the illusion."

Not being able to travel west may be a lifetime regret.But even if he could never return to his homeland, the future would not be so scary for him now.

Sooner or later he will adapt, he does not have to live alone.

"yes."

Quietly standing there, looking at the elf slowly walking towards him, 'Glorfindel' smiled wryly: "You don't need me anymore?"

"No, it's just that there is no need to escape anymore."

He raised Captain America's shield and swipe across it.Jarod watched the phantom in front of him gradually distort and dissipate like smoke, his eyes were as clear and gentle as ever.

Some things don't exist if you don't think about them.

After all, he has to face those things that he has escaped.

Either in the past or in the future.

And this time, someone will be with him.

"I almost woke up by myself."

Watching the illusion constructed by magic disappear from sight.Garald turned around, threw the shield at Captain America, and raised his eyebrows: "You came in a little hurry."

"maybe."

Catch the shield firmly and put it on your back again.Steve curled his mouth and showed a gentle smile towards the elf: "But you must also admit that you still overslept a bit."

……Too.

It does not refute the statement of its own netizens.Garrod shrugged, looked at the scene around the circle that was gradually becoming blurred, and then turned his eyes on the other party: "So, how do we get out of here, do you have any ideas?"

"I don't have one, but someone will."

Recalling that the Lord of the Golden Flower said that both he and Merlin could see the scene in the illusion, Steve looked up at the night sky with nothing above his head, and said without hesitation: "What should I do?"

Garrod blinked, and followed his gaze to the top of his head.And soon, a familiar voice sounded in the empty darkness, and it didn't take much effort for the elves to distinguish that it belonged to the black-haired mage who brought them here.

"I will use you as a medium to bring you out together, Captain."

The tone seemed relaxed and cheerful, and Merlin seemed to smile, and replied: "Please make sure that Garrod has physical contact with you."

"no problem."

This is simple.

Taking the initiative to reach out to Steve, Jarod raised his chin, and the corner of his mouth curved into a beautiful arc: "Come on, physical contact?"

The captain also smiled at him and raised his arms.

And the moment he held the elf's hand, he exerted all his strength, and directly pulled Jialu to his face, stretching his arms and hugging him.

"This is better."

Slightly lowered his jaw, touching the elf's forehead.Steve stroked the back of his neck, traced the hairline gently, then found his lips, and kissed them heavily.

"...Wow, this is really zero-distance contact..."

There seemed to be Merlin's exclamation in his ears, and there might be someone gasping for air, but Garald was in no mood to tell the difference now.The oppressive feeling like the deep sea and Steve's breath surrounded him, as if he was falling, but in the familiar body temperature and embrace, all his attention was taken away by one person, and he stayed where he wanted to stay, sinking with peace of mind .

And they still have to wake up after all.

Feeling the beating of the heart in the chest, the rushing blood in the body gradually gathered to the top of the head, awakening the long-sleeping brain and limbs.And the salty smell of the sea in the air also slowly dissipated, replaced by the damp and dust from the cave, spreading from the nasal cavity to every corner of the body.

Jarod slowly opened his eyes, watching the uneven stone wall above his head change from blurred to clear, and moved his fingers tentatively.

However, before he tilted his head to look at the space he was in now.A face full of loveless words stretched out, occupying his entire field of vision, so frustrated that it seemed that he was about to cry in the next second, which frightened Mr. Elf for a moment.

"Merlin?"

The conditioned reflex stretched out his hand and pushed the mage's face away. Jialuode looked confused and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I feel like I'm suffocating."

His expression was as ugly as if he had just swallowed a half-orc.Merlin stretched out his hand and almost picked up the elf from the ground: "Hurry up and let those two guys calm down, don't let them dismantle Avalon in front of me, this is really cruel!!"

……what?

A row of question marks in the head.Garrod turned his head and looked in the direction Merlin was pointing at. The first thing he saw was Captain America's long legs and heavy... key parts tightly wrapped in his uniform, as well as the shield held up in front of his chest.

His eyelids jumped ominously, he tilted his head, and continued to look forward.

Then, that furious face of Glorfindel, which only appeared in his worst nightmares, suddenly burst into Mr. Elf's sight.

Mom.

"Well, I must still be asleep in the illusion."

Calmly withdrawing his gaze, he calmly brushed away Merlin's claws that were grabbing the clothes on his shoulders.Jialuode looked at the mage calmly, and after saying this, he lay back calmly on the ground and closed his eyes without hesitation:

"Call me when they're done."

Merlin:  …