The First Law God Black History Handbook

Thurander had seen the most despicable soul in the world before. It was the ugly devil king of the dark abyss. The other party wanted to kill all the mages on the light side and erode their souls into complete darkness.

But now he realizes that the really despicable souls always hide themselves under the brightest and most beautiful skin.

The dark sky can never be turned into light, but the people under the sky have never infected the darkness.

Thrander was sitting in the drowsy small courtyard, his blue eyes filled with stars flickered slightly, as if the calm sea water was surging in the dark, just waiting for the moment of complete eruption.

"Teacher, I need your help." He said.

"I am waiting for your reply, and I look forward to fighting side by side with you again."

Cesidil's words kept echoing in his ears, and Thrander stared at the dark sky, as if holding a huge and heavy cauldron in his heart.

Legston came out of the room and sat silently beside Thrander.

Time is slowly passing by, from the daytime of the Dark Demon Realm to the night of the Dark Demon Realm.Not much has changed, but they can be felt.

In addition to silence, or silence.

Until Thrander made a sound, Legston turned his face and looked at him silently.

"Why are you here?" It seemed to be just the most common greeting, and it seemed to be a question in my heart that had been considered countless times.

Legston swallowed, staring intently at Thrander.

"I don't want you to feel alone," he said.

Thrander's heart skipped a beat.

"alone?"

"Yeah." Legston wanted to nod, but at this moment, he didn't want to disturb the other party with any extra movements, so he slowed down and said softly, "I know everything, Thrander. I've been They're all there."

At this moment, something inexplicable surged out of the crack in Thrander's heart, infecting his heart, and it was out of control.

"What do you know?" After a long delay, Thrander asked him in a funny manner.

"I don't know what you said to Cecil Dill. But I know your choice." Legston also looked up at the sky, his eyes full of misty affection, "You will protect him. And I, will Protect you."

Thrander was stunned.

In Thrander's impression, Legston had said many love words to him. When they met in the trial environment, when they looked at each other through Irmo's barrier, when he was attacked by the power of darkness During the invasion, every moment when the two of them were together day and night.

Thurander thought that this young man's confession was probably like this, passionate, unreserved, so straightforward that one could almost think it was a joke, or a young man's declaration of fearlessness and importance.

It will fade over time.

If you experience too much, you will naturally get tired.

But at this moment, the simplest and shortest oath given by this young man was actually the most powerful oath that touched Thrander's heart the most.

Love has always been like this, it comes suddenly and leaves inexplicably.There is no reason.

It is the most ornate and the most unpretentious.As long as it touches the bottom of your heart, whether it is as gorgeous as flowers or as simple as oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar tea, it will leave deep traces that cannot be erased or erased.

What Thrander needed was a heart to understand him, and Legston happened to have it.

This is what Cecil Dill and Karl, who have been together for nearly 30 years, have never done.

"Thank you." After a long time, Thrander spoke softly, with an indescribable sigh in his tone.

"Thurland." Legston called him suddenly, as if interrupting the other party's thanks, "You told me before that Miss Anika is working hard to live. I always remember this sentence .”

Thrander turned his head to look at Legston beside him, whose face was not very clear in the darkness.But those eyes were clearly glowing.

Thrander's heartbeat was constantly amplifying, "Plop—plop—", it was an indescribable emotional beat.

The young man in front of him not only understood his determination and plan, but also supported and protected him in his own way.

Thrander looked at him for a long time, the emotions in his heart swirled several times, and finally turned into a sigh.

"...I promise you." He responded softly.

Legston smiled.He moved closer to Thrander, and his expression returned to his usual relaxed expression.

"Thurander, my back hurts."

Thrander was silent for a moment, "Then what should I do? I don't have any extra power of light to heal you."

Legston smiled lowly, "What I need is not the power of light."

"I'm not medicine." Thrander retorted.

Legston slowly held his breath when he heard the words, and after a while he said softly, "You are."

Thrander fell silent.

After a while, he moved his body, facing Legston, leaning his upper body slightly forward, propped one hand on the stool, and stretched out the other hand in front of Legston, gently smoothing his hair, exposing his smooth forehead Come out, and then kiss lightly, "Since that's the case, as you wish."

His words fall into kisses, and they are separated at the touch of a finger.

Legston hugged his waist at this moment, and pressed him into his arms, his breathing became hot and humid, "Thurland..."

Thrander didn't respond to him, but followed his strength and didn't break free.

Legston's lips were printed on his forehead, between his eyebrows, on the bridge of his nose, on his cheeks, and finally on those slightly cool lips.

They kissed intently and carefully, as if two teenagers in love were testing each other, full of nostalgia and dependence in their youthfulness.

Legston couldn't help deepening the kiss. His world was hot and happy at this moment, and every cell in his body was clamoring for longing and happiness.

Thrander was not much different from him.

It was the first time for him to accept such closeness from a person, the first time to feel the temperature of love, and also the first time that he wanted to completely strip his heart and trust and rely on a person wholeheartedly.

The oxygen in their chests was getting less and less, and both of them felt asphyxiated.But they couldn't bear to let go of each other, so they just backed out of each other's mouths, and after a brief breath, they were entangled again.

The heaven and the earth seemed to have turned into chaos, the air seemed to have turned into honey, and even the wind was hot and sweet.

I just want to hug each other, be close to each other, and ignore everything.

"Leggston..." Thrander murmured softly during another breath.

Legston pecked and kissed him quickly, like a silly boy who didn't want to waste a moment.

Thrander tilted his head slightly, and the corners of his lips curled into a smile, "So is your injury healed?"

"It couldn't be better." Legston had a sweet smile in his eyes, "I have never encountered such a medicine with such a remarkable effect, Thurland, from now on, I am afraid that you are the only one in this world. The medicine was able to save my life."

These words gave Thrander a chill in his heart, and his fingers trembled invisibly.

"Thurland?" Legston called out to him, stroking his waist.

Thrander closed his eyes, a layer of cold sweat dripping from his forehead.He wanted to tell the other party that he was fine, but faced with the sad scene in his mind, he couldn't speak no matter what.

Legston noticed Thurander's abnormality. He brushed away the soft blond hair of the other party. When he saw the tears rolling down the corners of the other party's eyes, he couldn't help being shocked.

"What's wrong with you? Tell me."

Thrander shook his head, but did not make a sound.His expression told Legston that he was enduring some unknown torment, but the torment could not be said.

Legston felt that his blood was cooling down a little bit, and something penetrated into his thinking through the appearance, making his scalp ache.

"Thrander..."

As the time stretched infinitely, countless thoughts flashed through Legston's mind, and his heart was filled with detailed fear.

Until Thrander's voice came softly into his mind.

"I saw the future." Thrander slowly opened his eyes, his eyelashes drooping, and a helpless smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "The near future."

Legston's heart sank rapidly, and the sense of weightlessness in his soul made his eyes go black for a while.

Legston was not ignorant of what the future represented.

Legston is actually very smart, but this smartness has been deliberately concealed by him, and almost no one notices it.

Perhaps everyone who has met him will applaud his open-mindedness and straightforwardness, but few people appreciate his delicacy and intelligence.

Even Thurander at this time may not know much.

If it were Thurland 260 years later, the strangeness in Legston's eyes would definitely not escape his eyes.But at this moment, Thrander, who was young and lost in his own thoughts, didn't know what kind of wisdom and determination this young man possessed.

He is like a ray of light, gorgeous and moving forward, once he makes up his mind, he will never stop.

"Legg, we should go."

Hearing Thrander's words, Legston didn't move.He put his chin on the other person's shoulder, and said softly, "Dear Your Excellency Thurander, have I confessed my love to you today?"

Thrander laughed out loud, "I'm tired of hearing it."

"But I'm not tired of talking." Legston also smiled, "Perhaps my frequent confessions can no longer touch you too much, but Thurland, every word of mine, every confession, is from the bottom of my heart." The most real and direct feeling, I love you, this love is too strong and powerful, it keeps overflowing from my mouth, eyes, mind, and even my soul, I can't stop it, and I don't want to stop it."

"It's overflowing and I can't stop it."

"It can only be released a little bit if I keep talking in your ear every day and keep getting closer to you. But it will overflow again in just a moment."

"The closer you get, the more you overflow; the more you overflow, the more you want to get closer. Do you understand, Thrander."

Thrander remained silent. He hugged the other party back with both hands, and told the other party the answer with a hug.

Legston felt it.

So his eyes were shining brightly, and his voice was lingering and seductive, "Thurander, I don't want anything, I just want to be by your side." He solemnly repeated, "I want to be with you. No matter what happens anytime, anywhere."

Thrander's eyes were fixed, and his palms trembled slightly.The power of light hidden in it is also wandering between on and off.

"Please respect my choice, Thrander." Legston said softly.

After a while.

"I really underestimate you, don't I?" Thrander asked in a low voice, "You know everything, guess everything, but don't tell." He withdrew his hand, pushed Legston away, and stood get up.

Legston also stood up, "Just like you, I have someone to protect."

Thrander raised his head and closed his eyes slightly.

Legston couldn't see the sea of ​​stars in those blue eyes, couldn't see the struggle and sadness in them, he only knew that this person was an existence he could never give up.

Even in the face of death, he has to stand in front of this person.

"Thurander, you can't stop me, you can only take me with you." Legston said very solemnly.

"……it is good."

Words of low praise spread in the air.

It was Thrander's voice. He stood stiffly in the courtyard, as silent as a rock.

No one knew that his throat was dry and astringent, as if a ball of flying sand had been stuffed, it was astringent, painful and hoarse.

The author has something to say: Touch your chin, did I bury too much foreshadowing, and the readers are scared away by me again?

This article has always been sweet, this is not abuse, this is... well, no spoilers.Hahaha.