【Sandy】Millennium Love

It was late at night when Salaman woke up.

This incident shocked the entire academy, and he became even more famous because of it.

When I first woke up, I ate a lot, and then found that my little snake was gone, and I was terrified.

I never thought about what would happen one day when the little snake was gone.

He has always been by my side, even if he is nagging, he is always thinking about himself, even if he said over and over again that you are beating me, he ran away from home but never walked, even if he yelled at himself and got angry And I never really blamed myself... such a little snake, what will happen if the little snake is gone.

Salaman never thinks about it, or rather dare not think about it.

I was afraid that the influence of my previous spell had hurt the little snake, so when I went to look for it, I saw the little snake outside the door.

So he smiled reassuringly.

Afterwards, Ke Moqi and Iku also became his good friends. Although Esla still looked arrogant, her attitude towards Salaman was much better. Xiao Xing has always been very gentle with Salaman.

But besides them, there are also a lot of gossip and the like.

"It's scary!"

"The first year defeated Lokkira with just one hit!"

"Maybe he is the real monster."

The little snake was inexplicably angry when he heard these words, and wanted to get angry.

Why do you say that Salaman is a monster? !Will human beings who pursue power still be afraid when they really see power? !It is human beings who want power, and it is human beings who question power. After all... what do they want? !

The little snake began to really wonder if it was a mistake to get here.

He began to miss the time when it was only himself and Salaman.

Actually... just two people together, isn't it good?

Even if there are no friends, there are still others.And none of these outrageous words.

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After that, Salaman had a dream.

Very strange and complex dream.

In the dream, there was a person with red hair like myself.

Wearing thick and overly gorgeous clothes, the breath of the king exudes.

Is that... me?

The man kept walking, walking towards the depths of the dense forest.

There was no intention of stopping at all.

Where is he... going?

As you can see, the dense forest is dark and there is nothing.

But the man was still walking, at a fast pace.

Soon his whole body was immersed in darkness, unable to extricate himself.

In the blink of an eye, Salaman's consciousness in the dream also reached that darkness.

The strong smell of blood, and the smell of corpses.

The field of vision was pitch black, and nothing could be seen.

But strangely, there was no sense of fear.

A black and red lightning instantly illuminated the entire space.

It was only for a short moment, but Salaman could still see it clearly.

The rotting corpses on the ground, human beings and monsters, were mixed together, and it felt a little nauseating.

After the lightning, there was the sound of someone falling down.

Did that person... kill them?

This dream repeated the scene of that person killing Miao again and again.

The faces of the dead were full of fear, and the originally beautiful or resolute faces were distorted.

The monsters are different, they only have unwillingness on their faces.

For the unwillingness of the strong, it seems to be accusing something.

So much for the dream.

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Then came the Battle of Guangyuan.

Feeling the arrival of new magic power, Salaman didn't really care.

But he doesn't like this kind of power, which seems to distance him from his partners.

But don't know why.

He had a second dream.

Still that person.

He sits on the throne.

Look down upon the people below.

You can see that most of the monsters below are humanoid monsters.

It's the Mozu! !

This person... is the Demon King?

He saw everything about the devil.

The power and power that everyone desires, but also the unknown pain and despair.

He saw the devil sitting alone on the throne in the middle of the night, surrounded by darkness, and he didn't know what to think.

【Strength makes people strong】

【Strength makes people lonely】

【But I want to live with this power】

[This is the only proof that I am alive]

After waking up, Salaman thought about it for a long time, and he couldn't remember the last dream clearly, but... that bloody smell was something he couldn't forget.

He could guess that this was the memory of the Demon King.

It's like implying, saying, that he is the devil.

That is to say, when he recovers everything, he will become the enemy of all his current partners.

Inexplicable fear and anxiety.

What about the little snake?

Xiaoyu... which side would he be on?

Will he still follow him...

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But Mo Qi proposed to hold a party at the great wizard's house.

Many people have gone.

I also had a lot of fun.

Salaman discovered that Iku had been looking at Komochi from the beginning of the party.

Very strange eyes.

Pampering, indulgence, pity, reluctance.

More of a heartache.

Sure enough, the next day, the two left.

In the middle of the night, Ke Moqi quietly bid farewell to himself.

He thought that Salaman was asleep, but Salaman was not. The pair of blood pupils under the thick bangs watched the two go away without stopping.

Such a parting, perhaps...sooner or later.

But he regretted it later.

Even if we have to leave... I don't want to be so soon.

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