Shura of the Beastman

Herregal racked his brains to think of a way, and Ivan said to Hereshul: "Let me use a low-level light system treatment to help you clear up the corroded nerves? Your current situation should be that you can't even take a breath." It hurts."

Heresul looked at him for a while, but couldn't find any clues on his face, but he had no reason to refuse such an opportunity to get close, so he nodded, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

"Take off your shirt."

Heregal who was on the side hurriedly came over when he heard the words, "Ivan, didn't you say that you couldn't heal Herresul?"

Ivan glanced at him, "Just to make him feel better."

"Nice man." He said tentatively.

"Could it be that in Herregar's mind, I am someone who can't help others within the scope of my ability?" Ivan looked at him with a half-smile and said.

"No, no, no, Ivan is the best, didn't you also save me who is a stranger." Helegal couldn't help laughing.

At this time, Heresul had already taken off his shirt, and Ivan turned his head and saw the strong muscles that did not match his flirtatious face at all. It was only with the naked eye that each piece was full of strength, and the muscle lines were well-proportioned. It's like perfectly cut marble, and there are eight-pack abs... Ivan told himself that he is not an orc, so there is no need to envy him.

It was only when he saw those slightly dense and age-old scars that he frowned almost inaudibly, and then moved his eyes to the black patch on his right chest.

He raised his hand and pressed lightly around the blackness, the warm fingertips made Hereschel tense, "Pain?"

"...a little bit." He lowered his eyes slightly, and his breath smelled the fragrance of his bath, which was so within reach, but he couldn't get beyond it, but it was also good to be able to get in touch at such a close distance.

Ivan nodded, and stretched his palms against it, soft white light emerged, and Heresur only felt that the pain in his right chest was slowly subsiding. He stared at the face that was close at hand, his eyes focused as if he This is the only person in my world.

Helegal looked at them, even though no one spoke, the lingering atmosphere made it impossible for a third person to get in. He suddenly felt that this scene was very dazzling, and he wanted to destroy it but worried that Ivan was doing it for Herez You can only heal your wounds, so you can only stop forcing yourself to continue thinking of ways.

"Your injury needs to be bedridden for at least three months, but you want to torment yourself. It's too messy." Ivan maintained the output of magic power, felt his hot gaze, and said lightly without looking up.

"I... want to find a very important person, more important than life." He said hoarsely.

"Really? Helegal is really important to you." Ivan said clearly.

Horesul was choked, his face darkened, "It's not him, he's superfluous."

"Hereshul, you're going too far!" Someone who had been listening with pricked ears immediately turned his head, mist appeared in his scarlet eyes immediately, with a typical expression of "a foolish girl encounters Yukiro", and ran to Ivan leaned against his back, leaned on his shoulder and said pitifully, "Ivan, he is so cruel, even if you don't like him, don't say it so bluntly, it hurts." He looked at Heresul provocatively, and deliberately rubbed Ivan's face, which made Heresul want to reach out and beat someone.

"Don't move around." Ivan yelled at the two of them, "Heregal, don't press on me."

"Yes." Herregal accepted it as soon as he saw it, and sat down obediently, but did not give up and continued the complaint just now, "Ivan, do you think Herresul is going too far? He obviously likes him so much."

"When you like someone, you give him the power to hurt you. If you can't take back your love, then you can only bear the harm he inflicts. There is nothing to complain about." His voice was calm, but inexplicably sighed feeling.

Heresul's heart ached, and he clenched his fists slowly, his dark red eyes were full of bitterness, and Herekal was also stunned by these words, looking at Ivan's side face, he couldn't help Consciously in a trance.

"Okay." Ivan withdrew his hand, the blackness was obviously lighter, "You should be able to have a good night's sleep tonight."

"Thank you."

"Ivan, what level of magician are you actually?" Herregal suddenly realized that he had overlooked a very important question, but he hadn't seen the badge representing the rank of a magician these days by his side, could it be Put it away?

"Very important?"

"Uh... curious." He smiled. Ivan is three years younger than Heresul, and he is only 25 this year. It is much more difficult, but at such an age and such a level of cultivation is already extremely rare in the Northern Continent, well, I still really want to abduct him back to the empire!

Ivan hooked the corners of his lips, and then patted the shoulder of Heresul, who had already put on his shirt, "Go to bed earlier."

Startled by his photograph, he looked at him with a trace of doubt in his eyes, and began to wonder whether he recognized him or not?still none.

Naturally, Ivan didn't know the entanglement in his heart, got out of bed, and walked straight to the wooden chair not far away.

"Uh, that... Ivan, where are you going to sleep tonight?" Heresur came back to his senses and looked at Helegal, who also looked at him.

Ivan sat down on the chair cross-legged, looked at the two people facing each other on the bed, a smile appeared in his eyes, "I can replace sleep with meditation. I will leave the bed to you, although it may be a little crowded, but it will be enough late."

"Heresul~~~~" The protracted sweet voice made Heresul shudder.

"I'll give you the bed." He said with a dark face, if he really shared the bed with this guy, it would be impossible for him to rest assured if he was busy on guard.

"No~~ You are injured, it's not good to sleep on the floor." Helijiaer winked at him, "I don't mind."

"I don't mind." He replied coldly, "Heregal, you are a delicate 'non-orc', and I should give you a bed to sleep in!" After saying that, he actually changed back to the animal form, which is of course a mimic state. Three meters in length and two meters in height, he walked to a place one meter away from Ivan with his tail flicked, and lay down on his stomach.

Helegal didn't expect him to make this move at all, and immediately looked at Ivan after being stunned for a moment, and found that the other party was looking at his beast form for a moment, feeling really depressed in all kinds of ways.

Heresul's big head rested on the thick two front palms, but his eyes glanced up at Ivan. The dark red animal pupils showed complete innocence, and the long dark golden hair looked very soft, making him feel People just want to reach out and rub a few.

Ivan looked at it thoughtfully for a while, "Being in the animal form will make your body recover faster, rest earlier." Then he looked away, and Heresur let out a low cry of frustration and disappointment. Ming, with a pitiful voice that can definitely attract people's sympathy - commonly known as cuteness, but unfortunately Ivan is not moved.

Heregal smiled gloatingly, not paying attention to the murderous gaze cast by a certain beast, and said deliberately: "Ivan, what do you think of Heresul's beast shape?"

Horesul raised his head and narrowed his eyes at him, and let out a series of grunting sounds from his throat, which seemed to be a warning.

"It's pretty good, dark gold...it's my favorite color." Ivan said, with a faint smile on his face, like the hazy moonlight, with a slight gentleness, which stunned everyone who saw it. Living.

It's just that this smile was only fleeting, "It's getting late, let's rest." Ignoring the other two, he closed his eyes and began to meditate.

Heresul looked at Ivan, with joy and sadness in his eyes.

Dull gold is his favorite color, he said.

【Sura, I like the color of your eyes the most. 】

It's a pity that he is no longer the one he used to be familiar with, regardless of the human form or the beast form.He suddenly felt a little scared. What if Ivan couldn't accept his current appearance after recognizing him?He still remembers that he likes muscles-although he has-but now this face he doesn't like himself...

It doesn't matter, if Ivan really doesn't like it, he can draw a few scratches on his face at most, anyway, the scars are the proof of the orc's might!

But did he recognize him?He really didn't like the polite and insurmountable distance in his eyes when he looked at himself.

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The next day, Ivan was going to the Magic Guild to ask if there was a seventh-level water magician in Heim City. Heregal enthusiastically expressed that he would follow, so Heresul was naturally worried and followed.

However, when the three of them left the Magician's Guild, they had different expressions.Ivan had a calm face, Heresur was in a good mood, but Herekal frowned.

The reason is very simple. There is indeed a seventh-level water magician in Heim City, but there is only one, and this one is the highest. When Li Jiaer asked if he could go to sea with them, the other party's partner directly refused with a black face.

So things are basically back to the time when the two options are not as good as Helejaer's.

"Well... I want to go around alone, you go back first." For the first time, Helijiaer gave the two of them a chance to be alone.

Heresul frowned and looked at him, feeling that this guy was up to something else, but how could he let go of such an opportunity to be alone.

"Be careful by yourself." Ivan nodded to him and didn't say much.

Seeing the figures of the two people disappearing completely, Helijiaer turned around and walked towards the pier.

The other two walked side by side, but remained silent. Heresul wanted to speak several times but didn't know what to say. In recent days, he has made a lot of explicit hints and said a lot, but Ivan has nothing Said that it made him uneasy, a little timid.

"Have you found the person you mentioned last night?"

The sudden cold voice startled him. Looking at Ivan's calm side face, it seemed that he just asked casually. He hesitated for a long time, but didn't know how to answer.

Say you found it?What if he asked another question?How does he answer, and he can't say it directly, hint?It seems that Ivan doesn't like this!Say you can't find it?What if Ivan actually recognized him?Doesn't this answer mean driving yourself into a corner?

"If it's really that important, why did you insist on looking for it when you were seriously injured, regardless of your health? Could it be that you did something wrong to that person, and you want to win sympathy and forgive him in this embarrassing state?" Ivan said to him. He didn't care about the silence for a long time, and spoke again, the tone was still casual, but the words and sentences went straight to Hereshul's heart, making him miserable.

"I..." He just said a word, and his heart was in pain. He took a deep breath, and suddenly reached out and grabbed Ivan's shoulder, turning him to himself.

"I... did something wrong to that person... I always let him down... I always made him sad... I don't expect him to forgive me unconditionally... I just want to see him... Seeing him well... then..." Every time he said a word, his face turned pale, and seeing Ivan's face change slightly, he raised his hand to stop him from continuing.

"You should tell that person, we've only known each other for a few days." He said flatly.

As soon as these words came out, the pain caused by Hereshul's 'unspeakable' immediately faded away, but he looked at him with such indifferent eyes, to him, it hurt his heart more than anything else!

He smiled wryly and slowly let go of him, and said with difficulty: "Sorry, I'm a little too emotional."

"Understandable." Ivan said without hesitation, "Let's go."

Heresul nodded, followed him silently, looked down at his hands, if he had known that he could just hug him...

The two returned to the hotel, but they didn't expect Helegal to come back earlier than them. Sitting in the lobby, he came over as soon as he saw them, and complained, "Where have you been? I've been waiting for you for a long time." .” The scarlet eyes quickly scanned the expressions of the two, and he was relieved when he found that there was nothing special.

Ivan smiled at him, and Heresuel simply snorted as an answer.

"I want to tell you some good news. I found a seventh-level water magician. He just happened to be going to visit relatives in the Northern Continent, so we can go home and heal Heresur at the same time."

Both of them froze for a moment when they heard the words, but Helijiaer raised his hand when he saw the person slowly walking behind them, no matter what they thought.

"Paissy, here."

The two turned around, only to see a petite person who was only about 1.7 meters approaching. His long dark blue hair was very conspicuous, and his facial features were delicate and charming, with a hint of naivety. He first posed to Helegal. He waved his hand in response, and then a pair of light blue eyes swept over Hereshul, nodded as if he was very satisfied with his appearance, but when he turned to Ivan, he was obviously stunned.

Then in the eyes of Hereshul and Helegal, a look of ecstasy appeared on his face, and he came to Ivan at a speed completely surpassing the speed of the non-orcs, and the whole person hung on his shoulders. body.

Heresul immediately darkened his face and wanted to pull this unknown person down, but was shocked on the spot by his next words.

"Dear Ivan, are you willing to go home with me and have a baby now?"

The author has something to say: ah, Kawen seems to have passed~~~

There will be updates on Saturdays and Sundays, but it may be in the afternoon or evening~~~~

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