Dancing is not allowed on the grave

A few days after the marriage, Syl lived in the devil's bedroom, and the things on the bed always disappeared for some reason.

Lose a piece of pajamas today, lose a pair of pants tomorrow, and wake up without even the quilt covering my body.

The whole person is wrapped in the arms of a certain fox beside him, covered with a warm fox tail.

Forget about these, the most strange thing is that one day after he was drunk, he was coaxed by Lancelot to summon the Judgment Sword from his body. When he woke up the next day, he found that the sword was gone.

Fortunately, he and the Sword of Judgment have merged into one, and they can sense each other's existence.

The sword is buried in Nathaniel Snow Mountain.

Seale also found pajamas, quilts and some unidentified objects that have decayed for a long time.

In order to catch the thief, Syl got a record spar from the goblin, hid it in the snow, and then put everything back intact.

That night, Syl woke up in the middle of the night and found that Lancelot and his pillow had disappeared. He turned on the projection of the recording spar and saw a snow-white fox holding his pillow in his mouth in the vast white snow. "Tap-tat-tat" ran over, digging through the snow with flexible claws...

Then found the record spar inside.

The fox didn't panic, dragged the pillow into the snow pit and buried it, picked up the recording spar and stepped on the teleportation point, ran back to the palace, and came to Syl's bedside.

Syl was a little annoyed and amused, and stretched out his hand to the fox: "Lancelot."

The white fox leaned over, spit out the recording spar into Searle's palm, and rubbed his hand lightly.

Syl threw it away, picked up the whole fox, and put it on his lap.

The fluffy hand felt so comfortable, he couldn't help rubbing his face against it, holding it and refusing to let go.

The fox stretched out its soft and moist tongue to lick Syl, staring at him with blue eyes, the expression was exactly the same as that of the Demon King in human form, but there was an inexplicable sense of cuteness on the furry little face.

Searle couldn't help reaching out and patting the fox's face, and then grabbed both of its cheeks and squeezed out a smile.

His Royal Highness had completely forgotten about the fox's thieves, rubbed the fox's face and said, "Smile, how beautiful it is."

The blue eyes flickered for a moment, the fox moved the muscles of his face unskillfully, and the snow-white down also moved.

Although this smile was a bit forced, Syl was still very happy, and he hugged the white fox with both arms and kissed him.

Lancelot remembered that a long time ago, His Royal Highness the little prince was also like this.

Sometimes he would bring food over, squat down and watch him eat, sometimes he would tell himself what a happy thing happened today, then he would pick up the little fox and hold it high in circles.

Another time he got a piece of flying cake from nowhere, threw it far away with a "swoosh", and then looked at himself expectantly: "Little fox, can you pick it up?"

Little Fox:"……"

For the silver snow fox with high intelligence, it can be said that it is very stupid for a human to do this kind of behavior to them.

The better-tempered Yinxue fox would stare at the human for a while with eyes that look at the mentally retarded, and then leave with a flick of its tail. The less-tempered one might feel insulted and attack directly.

But seeing the expectant look in the little prince's eyes, the little fox finally ran to take the flying cake back and threw it in front of him.

Then I got a kiss from the little prince.

After that, the little fox began to do all kinds of behaviors that are disdainful by the same kind, such as taking berries and piling them in front of the little highness, being picked up and kissed; Under his feet, he got into the palace, leaned on the window glass to watch the little highness practicing sword, and was hugged and kissed.

So well-behaved that Ronald, the captain of the palace guard, met him one day, and couldn't help but go up to hug the little fox.

As a result, his face was covered in bloodstains after being scratched by it, and he almost lost his appearance. From then on, he detoured when he saw Yinxuehu.

When Ronald, the king, the queen, the giant dragon couple and others left the cave, hid behind the snow hill, followed the sound and saw His Royal Highness and the white fox chasing in the snow mountain, subconsciously felt pain in the face.

"That's His Highness's fox, it's grown so big." Although he was a little scared, Ronald was still sincerely happy for Searle.

Wait a moment.

He suddenly realized something: "What did Your Highness call that fox just now?"

Melotti said uncertainly, "Lancelot?"

"Isn't it?" Ronald shook his head, "It shouldn't be calling for that fox, maybe Lord Demon King was here just now."

The snow in the distance was covered with the boy's footprints and the fox's paw prints. Tired of running, Syl sat down on the snow, and the white fox pounced on him and made him hug him.

Syl stroked the warm fur and kissed the fox's cheek.

The onlookers collectively "clicked" in their hearts.

If Lord Demon King sees this, he will kill the fox without hesitation.

The white fox wagged its tail and ran around Syl twice, smiling at him with its furry little face raised.

Syl caught him, and kissed him several times "papa", "papa", the white fox rubbed him affectionately, and stretched out his tongue to lick his cheek.

"Stop licking, it's very itchy." Searle smiled and picked up the fox. "Lancelot, stop messing around."

Onlookers: "???"

That fox is Lord Demon King?

Syl stood up and walked to the depths of the snow mountain, the white fox followed suit.

The onlookers couldn't help sticking their heads out from behind the snow hill. At this moment, the white fox suddenly turned his head, and the blue eyes, which were still warm and harmless just now, slashed towards this side like an ice front, obviously discovering their existence.

"..." The onlookers shrank back behind the snow hill cowardly.

"Lancelot?" Searle called softly.

The white fox immediately chased after it.

Several people behind the snow hill looked at each other.

What did they see?

The devil, the devil king is cute?

"Hey..." Everyone rubbed their arms in unison.

"My lord Demon King is really unscrupulous in order to make His Highness happy." Ronald said with emotion.

He thought it was because Syl missed his little fox that Lancelot became like this.

Nancy also shook her head: "As expected of the devil."

The king was more concerned about the reputation of his child's partner, coughed, and sternly ordered: "Don't spread this matter today."

Everyone looked up at the sky one after another: "We didn't see anything, we didn't see anything."

Syl, who had gone far away, didn't even know that he was surrounded by crowds. He walked into the depths of the snow mountain according to the induction of the sword of judgment.In the fox's treasure trove, he dug out his missing pajamas, pillows and swords, as well as unidentified objects that had changed beyond recognition.

"Lancelot." Searle asked solemnly with a sullen face, "What did you bring them here?"

The white fox tilted his head.

The blue eyes stared at Syl for a moment, then leaned closer, arched his body, put his two front paws on Syl's shoulders, and rubbed him affectionately.

"Okay, okay." Searle's tone softened immediately, "Then I won't pursue it."

He picked up an unknown object and asked, "What is this?"

Fox didn't answer.

Searle looked at it for a moment: "It looks like an oiled paper bag... Oh, it's the leftover from the rabbit meat I brought you before."

He couldn't help laughing: "What are you doing hiding it here? Looking at a discarded wrapping paper?"

"What is this... the quill I used to use? The wooden spinning top?"

The fox’s treasures have gone through the years and are rich in categories. Searle sat by the snow pit to identify them for a long time before sorting them all out and recovering the "stolen goods" stolen by the little prince in childhood. Each piece is his childhood memory. It seems to be shining on the white snow.

Syl hugged the white fox, buried his face in the warm fluff, and whispered, "Fortunately, I didn't lose you."

The blue and moist eyes stared at him for a while, the white fox gradually stretched its limbs and turned into a human shape, and its silvery white soft hair fell between Syl's fingers.

He stretched his arms and went up, and was pressed against the snow by the man's shoulder.

Warm kiss.

Syl grabbed a strand of long silver-white hair, walked through the branches of winter trees, and saw the sunlight cast by the blue sky.

He felt that he was slowly melting, and was drowned by Lancelot's white hair, and his breath was filled with the cold fragrance of clear snow.

"It's good to see you again," Syl said softly.

The country he loves so much has snow-capped mountains, packs of wolves, giant dragons soaring across the sky, auroras shining in the dark night, and thousands of beautiful and warm existences.

"But I like you best, Lancelot."

Lancelot lowered his eyes and kissed Syl, secretly pushed the Judgment Sword lying on the side down the snow pit, and responded gently and dissatisfied: "But I only like you."

The author has something to say: This is the end of the episode!