Master and his butler Mr.

Hernandez thought he was dead, otherwise he wouldn't have dared to say those idiotic things, but unfortunately, he didn't die.

Bruce came back, and he was staying in his arms obediently at this time. There was nothing he could do about being dishonest, because Mr. Housekeeper would whip it without hesitation if it moved slightly.

It was really whipping, Mr. Butler flicked his hand, and a small crystal clear whip came out of his hand, beating Bruce up and screaming.

"You just changed your body now, and he can help you stabilize your soul by your side." Mr. Butler told him.

Hernandez looked at his hands and feet suspiciously, but he didn't think anything had changed.

"You are a brave boy. I should be the one who has no courage." Mr. Butler stroked his head and said, "I want to confess some things to you. You should have known these things long ago, but I have never been able to make up my mind. .”

Hernandez's eyes widened. He hadn't noticed the entanglement in Mr. Steward's heart before.

"I'm from the other side of the Kotma Mountains, which is what you call the kingdom of dragons," Mr. Steward rubbed his hair, "but it's actually not appropriate to say the kingdom, we only have 34 members in total, no, Now if you add you, it will be 35."

Hernandez looked at Mr. Steward in surprise, and squeezed himself by the way, dragon?

"It's not that exaggerated, you won't suddenly become a dragon, and now you still have the power to choose."

"Choose what?" Hernandez asked.

"Become my partner and clan, or continue to live in peace and stability, nothing will change."

Hernandez blushed all of a sudden, and always felt a little shy when he talked about marriage before he officially fell in love.

Realizing that his focus was wrong, Mr. Housekeeper coughed, and he was a little shy: "Being my partner is a bit heavy, which is why I have been hesitant to explain it to you."

"What price?" Hernandez asked immediately.

"Time, endless time," Mr. Steward looked into his eyes seriously, never before, "This thing is definitely not as beautiful as the world imagines, you will see the birth and prosperity of civilization, and you will also see it The fall and destruction of the world, the birth and death of individuals are even more insignificant things, you will watch those former friends leave one by one, but you still stay where you are.”

"You are a gentle child, so I have been hesitating whether I should simply be by your side and accompany you to the end of life, or let you stand with me at the end of time." There was a crack in Mr. Butler's voice "But seeing that you were about to leave, I forced you to stay by my side very selfishly."

"So I was really going to die at that time?" Hernandez felt that he had finally saved a little face.

The young master who always pays attention to the wrong point is really helpless: "Yes, a mistake of mine a few years ago made your soul a little weak, so it is easy to be affected by resentful spirits. This is still my reason, and I have always I dare not tell you."

"You do hide a lot of things from me," Hernandez nodded, "and there is one more important thing."

He paused and looked into Mr. Housekeeper's eyes carefully: "Do you love me?"

"I love you." Mr. Butler replied.

Hernandez stretched his brows and eyes and smiled, just like the dewdrops on the leaves when the sun just rises in the morning, soft and clear.

"That's enough."

They are now in a small stone house. Hernandez doesn't know the exact location, but judging from the fur in the room, it seems that this is probably Mr. Steward's own place.It was snow outside the window, but inside the house was very warm.

"Things are not as simple as you think!" Mr. Steward warned him sternly, "For most people, eternal life is a kind of torture, and there will never be a day when it ends."

"Then you, by the way, how long have you lived?" Hernandez thought of another question.

"It's definitely longer than you think." Mr. Butler replied.

"How long exactly?" Hernandez persisted.

Mr. Steward fell into memory: "About... thousands of years?"

"It didn't take long." Hernandez was a little disappointed. "I thought you had at least experienced the age of mythology. Then you haven't seen the God of Light himself?"

"Unfortunately, I was born a little late." Mr. Housekeeper apologized helplessly, "I do know someone who has experienced that era, and I can introduce you next time."

"That's a good relationship," Hernandez said happily. "You see, there is always a solution. My friends will leave, but at least you are always by my side. There are so many... of the same kind? I'm dead Once, although it was a bit embarrassing to die, I thought at that time, it would be great if I could stay by your side forever, now that my dream has come true, what's the big deal?"

Mr. Housekeeper looked helplessly at his young master, then lowered his head and kissed his cheek.

"So, are we partners now? Although I still don't know exactly what happened." Hernandez was a little shy again, as if he had taken the initiative too far.

"It's still a little bit of ceremony." Mr. Steward continued to kiss his boy.

"What kind of ceremony?" Hernandez asked curiously.

Mr. Housekeeper smiled: "Confirm our partnership, but now, you don't need it for the time being."

Mr. Butler unceremoniously pulled Bruce out of Hiernandez's arms, regardless of its angry chirping, and threw the poor wretch out of the door.

"And then?" Hiernandez sat on the bed covered with thick fur and looked up at him curiously.

And then, um, pretty indescribable.

The next morning, Hernandez lay lazily on the bed and didn't want to move: "So in some things, there is no difference between a dragon and a human?"

"How do you know?" The butler lay beside him, stroking the boy's back.

"Um, brother Feili showed me some books, some, you know, books that boys like." Hiernandez knew he had made a slip of the tongue and said hesitantly.

Mr. Housekeeper laughed lowly: "I know, I confiscated a few copies at that time."

"Then have you read it?" Hernandez asked curiously.

"I didn't have much interest in these things at that time," Mr. Housekeeper smiled. "I didn't expect you to be my partner at that time."

"You have lived for thousands of years, so you have a lot of knowledge in this area." Hernandez said sourly.

"We won't think about these things until we confirm our partner." Mr. Butler replied seriously.

Hernandez blushed: "You are more talkative than I thought."

"It's true," Mr. Steward said, "a dragon cannot reach maturity without finding a mate, and there is only one chance to choose a mate."

"Huh?" Hernandez suddenly became excited: "That is to say, you were not an adult before?"

Mr. Steward was stunned, what is the focus of this concern: "If you say that... you are barely right."

"Then I became an adult earlier than you." Hernandez said proudly.

If thinking about it makes you happy, that's fine too.The housekeeper smiled softly.