holy flame

Do the dead still dream?

The other dead people don't know, but this dead person is indeed dreaming.

Julian opened his eyes, and the vision of the blood race allowed him to see everything around him clearly.Here is a cellar, and around him are dead people who are not panting, or it should be said that they are all of Julian's kindred at this time-not all blood races can enjoy a comfortable coffin, like them who just got their first embrace The junior soldiers can only huddle in the cellar, sitting and sleeping.

Julian stood up, carefully avoiding the other sleeping people, and slowly walked out of the cellar.The exit of the cellar is in an old castle, which is where the Blood Race resides in the city.He knew that it was daytime outside, and although the sunlight would not kill him, it would turn him into a cold corpse in an instant, unless night came again.As the lowest-level blood race still in the investigation period, if he was found to have fled in the daytime and fell into a coma, his heart would most likely be pierced through the heart.Julian still has someone he wants to see, and he won't do anything stupid.So he just found a window that leaked sunlight, and then sat down against a pillar, staring at the few rays of light coming in in a daze.

Footsteps were heard at the other end of the corridor, and Julian heard it, but instead of hiding, he sat there until the "person" came up to him.

The other party was wearing a black dress and white gloves, and a large cape with a black face and a red background fluttered with his steps.Seeing such attire, Julian had to stand up.This is a nobleman, a nobleman of blood.

The visitor glanced at Julian, who was backing away from the salute, and knew from his clothes that he was a newcomer to the blood clan.But being able to come here means that he has passed the first level - eating blood.

"Are you looking at the sun or people?"

"Look at people."

"Is there someone waiting for you over there?"

"Yes."

There was a mocking smile on the cold face of the nobleman: "It was like this at the beginning, 'I don't want to die' so I lived, but in fact we are dead again, but when you see the person waiting for you again, you will find that everything It's been different."

"Are you talking to me, or are you talking to yourself?"

"I said, isn't that what you think?"

Julian looked at this aristocratic smirk... the nobleman finally couldn't help but rolled his eyes: "Of course I know that everything has changed a long time ago, and I have never been lucky enough to think that one day everything will be back to normal." In the past. Now I can only walk in the dark, feed on human blood, and violate all my beliefs and conscience. All I want is to see him again, and then die in his arms."

"Do you think things will be as simple as you imagined?" The nobleman froze for a moment, then showed interest on his indifferent face, "I don't know who that 'he' is, but in order not to be 'handled' And during the period of studying hard to be a blood race, he may have died long ago. Even if he didn’t die, even if you were lucky to appear on the same battlefield one day, among thousands of troops, you would recognize him Can he recognize you again? Even if you recognize each other, do you think he will be so gentle to relieve your pain? Those self-righteous believers of the Holy Spirit, looking at us dead, only show disgust, Hate and fear! Your wish will not come true, innocent little fellow."

"perhaps."

The nobleman looked at Julian's expression, he was very calm and calm, even though he finally showed weakness verbally, in fact he did not admit defeat, but was just too lazy to continue arguing with himself.Before doing what he was supposed to do, the noble finally saw that this was very similar to himself, but obviously different from the new blood, and walked away.

Behind him, Julian sat on the ground again, watching the sunlight leaking in intently, wondering if that person was also bathed in sunlight now.

Samuel was lying on the bed with his upper body bare, and there were three claw marks on his back stretching from his left shoulder to his right crotch.Half a month ago, a large group of people entered the valley that Samuel and the others found.A quarter of the strongest men and horses scattered out to hunt, and a quarter of them reclaimed the wasteland to plant the crops they found along the way, and the rest of the men and horses, except for the wounded soldiers and priests, joined the army of building houses.No one expected that the seemingly peaceful and harmless valley also hides danger.The danger from the water was a black otter-like monster with a huge body and fast movement. A dozen soldiers who were patrolling at night or fetching water had already become their food.

It wasn't until yesterday that everyone finally discovered the old nest of otters. There are not many of them, only a dozen or so, but because they spend most of their time in the water, even paladins who far outnumber them can hardly cope. Due to the difficulty, even a dozen or so paladins were injured varying in severity.And Samuel was one of the dozen or so unlucky ones. After all, he had the least combat experience, even less in water.Moreover, these otters have weird claws. The priest has already cast a magic spell on him, but the wound only stops bleeding, but cannot heal.

So Samuel got a rare vacation and met the man who had been hiding from him more fiercely during this time.

Eric took away the porcelain basin full of blood, cleaned the blood-stained gauze all over the floor, wiped the tables and chairs, and fetched warm water.But when he did all of this, he turned his back to Samuel. Even when the room became clean and refreshing, he still didn't look at Samuel, but after a while, he picked up the radio again. A broken broom in the corner sweeps the floor.

What Wells said at the beginning was to let Samuel show courage to pursue Eric.In fact, it's not that he hasn't tried to "chase" during this period of time, but the result is that after seeing someone, he stands there stupidly not knowing what to say.Eric tends to run away when he is in a daze, and he doesn't know what to do as a result.Now that Eric can't run away at last, Samuel suddenly felt a little funny looking at Eric who was in panic all day long, and he also showed the first smile after losing Julian on his face, but Eric didn't I did not see it.

Lying on the ground for another period of time, although the wound on his back was still throbbing with pain, but listening to the sound of Eric sweeping the floor, Samuel's consciousness gradually fell into confusion...

Eric heard behind

His breathing gradually became steady and deep, and he finally couldn't help turning his head, only to see Samuel falling asleep on his stomach like that.Eric walked over carefully and raised the thin quilt that was only on Samuel's hips. Although it is summer, people who have just been injured and have lost too much blood should still be careful not to catch a cold.

Standing by the bed with a broomstick in his hand, Eric looked at Samuel complicatedly.His homeland was destroyed overnight by the hands of the undead. Only his father and he managed to escape, but his father also lost his life for revenge.At that time, Eric was in pain and confused. The young hunter in the small mountain village never thought that one day he would be the only one left in his world.No one gave him support, and no one told him what to do for the rest of the way.

In his bewilderment, Samuel found him.The beautiful and powerful trainee paladin, like the angel on the church murals, withdrew its wings and walked down to the world.He held out his hand to him, and Eric took it gratefully.

Thinking about it now, it should have been love at first sight for a young man—Samuel never thought how attractive he was to a young man who hadn’t seen much in the market—but it was a bit wrong to call it love. It should be another much more complicated friendship formed after complex emotions such as gratitude, admiration, and admiration.

Standing behind Samuel until the day he died.Eric once thought this was his most perfect and happy life, but suddenly, they came to Valenthal, and even more suddenly, Julian died... Samuel turned his head hesitantly, and saw him.

Wells was right, he was a man with low self-esteem.But Wells was also wrong. He rejected Samuel not because he was inferior, but because he knew that Samuel was pursuing him now, just like crying on his shoulder that day-it was not that he had to, but He happens to be there.If Eric agrees, then one day, Samuel really wakes up from the pain, and he will not abandon Eric because of his behavior, but will a pair of couples who have no ties still be partners?

But he never expected that this time he would be transferred to take care of Samuel's diet and daily life when he was injured.Eric sighed, wondering if during this period of time, he could keep his heart down and refuse...——

The author has something to say: ==In short... love triangle, love triangle