The Demon Hunter

War, and the heroes of war, are always the things that history books spend a lot of time focusing on.However, for those who experienced the war firsthand, this event was far less glorious than what was described in the books.

War is, tense, tired, painful, dirty...

For example, Noel now feels that he was carried on the shoulder by Barclay again, but it was not carried on his shoulders when he was a boy, but carried on his back.They won, killed the strongest lich, overthrew all necromancer towers, buried and purified those bones, and their border will be peaceful for a while.

But the price paid was heavy, but there were only more than 30 people left in Noel's centurion, and all of them were injured.None of the other Centuries had more serious casualties than his.

And Noel also showed the value of becoming a centurion at a young age-his head is full of war art.When he knew that the undead were about to move, he proposed to take the initiative to attack. This plan was crazy and bold, and in the end there were heavy casualties.

However, without him, the best result of this battle would be that the two sides returned to the confrontation stage. Over the course of tens of hundreds of years, more Darkans died.The worst thing was that Darkan's defense line was breached, and the living became living sacrifices for the undead.

So, every soldier knows, it's worth it!

Noel woke up from the icy rain, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Barclay's ears and temples, as well as his neck covered in blood and dirt.

"Barclay?" Noel said, his voice hoarse as if it had been roasted on fire, and he stuck out his tongue to catch the cold raindrops to moisten his throat.

"Hang on, we're almost back to the fortress." Barclay held him tighter.

"Barclay, I like you."

Barclay's feet slipped, but he finally stabilized: "Are you dreaming?"

"It was like I told you before the war, but the war is here. So I decided to confess my love after I survived. Are you... willing to be my lover?"

"..." Barclay remained silent. He was also injured. He thought he was chilled from blood loss and rain at first, but at this moment, the coldness was gone, and his cheeks were as hot as if they were on fire—this was the first time. Someone confessed to him, and Barclay was at a loss.

Barclay is actually... a very dull person, and he has always believed that he is ordinary and ordinary, so unobtrusive that no one will have admiration for him in this life.In the midnight dream, I was awakened by the burning desire of the man, and when I saw the sticky wetness on the bed sheet, I was also very disappointed.

But in fact, in the eyes of outsiders, he is a gentle, noble and ascetic person. The longer you get along with him, the more you can feel that he is outstanding.So, there are countless people who are tempted by him, who dare to express their true feelings, so far, Nuo Er is the first and only one!

"Think about it, please? Don't rush to reject me, please." Barclay's silence made Noel feel his heart sinking, but he was still somewhat unwilling to give up, and simply started to play pitiful.

"No, I'm not...I...thank you."

"Thank you??" Noel was stunned for a moment before realizing that "thank you" meant "yes". Although it was a bit strange why Barclay would answer like that, it finally made him heave a sigh of relief, happy in Barclay He rubbed against his shoulder twice, and fell into a semi-conscious sleep again.

What happened next was a matter of course.Although they are inexperienced, one is 25, the other is [-], and the couples around them are not the type to hide and avoid. They know everything they should know, and they have seen everything they should see.

So, the first kiss, the first hug, the first touch each other, the first... bonding...

There is nothing that makes people die and live, and can be written as a rough journey of poetry. It is an ordinary, peaceful, and even plain love journey.

Even, after Noel learned about Buckley's dullness, he himself once wondered if Buckley was just getting old and wanted to find a companion, and he happened to be the only one who proposed to be his companion?That really made him awkward for a long time, until the cursed event happened.

At that time, Noel was already a legion commander, and Barclay was his adjutant.Two people, one is 23 years old and the other is 28 years old.Looking at the age of the two of them, the time they have been dating, and the degree of relationship between the two of them, outsiders have long thought that they should get married.

However, Noel was entangled in the question of whether Buckley loved him or not-so he was not very mature at that time-and always avoided talking about marriage.Barclay felt that Noel had something on his mind, and in fact he was a little inferior...

Although his martial arts are very strong, they are only very strong, other than that, he has no advantages.With an ordinary face, an ordinary personality, and an ordinary body full of scars, while Nuo Er is young, handsome, and wise, and his impulsiveness when he was a teenager will look ridiculous when he looks back when he is older, right?

So, the two of them were... "sexy" for different reasons, but after all, they are mature and determined men, especially men who will not deceive themselves when it comes to relationship issues.

"Do you have anyone else you like, Noel?" Buckley asked after two glasses of wine at dinner one day.

Noel immediately squirted out the beef in his mouth: "Puff! Cough cough cough! What! What?!"

"You've always been a little absent-minded during this time." Barclay blushed, because Noel's absent-mindedness was in all aspects, including the bed of course... But soon the redness faded completely, and it was replaced by a cold gray, " If you have someone you like more, I'd like to..."

"Who told you these things?" Noel stood up angrily, "I'm the only one from the beginning to the end!"

"Then..." Buckley breathed a sigh of relief, but he had to worry about other things, "Do you need to see a pharmacist or a priest?"

"What am I looking for them for... Barclay, my abilities are fine. I'm just... just thinking about something about you."

"About me?"

"For example, do you love me or not." Noel puffed up his cheeks a little childishly, "You seem to have never told me, even in bed, you didn't tell me."

"I..." Buckley's face flushed red again, but he never said that, but he never realized it. After all, when they get along very naturally, many times, he doesn't speak Noel He also knew what he wanted, and likewise, Noel could always see what he needed when he didn't speak.Not only in life, but also on the battlefield.

He didn't say "I love you", because he always felt that he had been telling him so, with his own actions.But it seems that sometimes you need to be more straightforward.

"I love you."

"I love you too!" Noel's eyes lit up instantly. He leaned over and kissed Barclay's lips, which still smelled of red wine. He tried hard to suck the body fluid in his mouth. Sure enough, it was more fragrant than the most mellow wine. ...

The pots, dishes, knives, forks and wine glasses on the dining table were all swept away, and the ground was in a mess, but the two hostesses didn't care about it. They were eager to use the dining table—for other purposes—the man with the long sword Belts, torn coats, and even underwear fell and covered the mess, and the legs of the table began to shake rhythmically, and high and low moans and panting filled the air...

The only knot untied, of course, was their wedding, the dagger cut their wrists, and the two men held each other's hands tightly, so that the bright red blood became one.There is me in you, and you in me. From then on, you are the other half of my life...