holy flame

In the dark night, Samuel stood on the top of the tallest tower in the castle. Even though it was a full moon night, but at such a distance, no matter how charming his appearance was, in the eyes of the people below the castle, his figure was invisible. No matter how beautiful it is, it is no different from those ferocious stone beasts carved on the roof of the castle.Added a depressive and terrifying atmosphere to this city that has not been ruled by the demons for a long time...

A black eagle flew out from nowhere and landed on Samuel's shoulder.

"What are you thinking, Your Majesty the Demon King?" Black Eagle's ugly voice was ridiculed.

"Eric said that he learned a new dish and made it for me to eat, but before he cooked it, I was forbidden to spy in any way."

The eagle's talons slipped, and it flapped its wings to stabilize itself, but its ugly appearance was like a chicken standing on a low wall: "Look at this city, think about the territory you rule and the various races Subject! You are above hundreds of millions of living beings! But what you think about is only one dish?!"

"My lord?" From the window of the tower, a head stuck out, it was Eric, "Come in and eat."

"Yes!" Samuel laughed so hard that he couldn't see his teeth, he spread his wings and flew into the window.His movement was sudden, and Black Hawk lost his footing again, and even fell off Samuel's back.Fortunately, he still remembered that he was a bird, so he flew up in a hurry, so he didn't become a fallen eagle.

"This is... what?" Samuel looked at the twisted dough on the dinner plate, picked it up with a fork, and found that there seemed to be filling in the dough, but he couldn't see what it was for the time being.

"I remember that you once made dumplings, and you liked them very much. I tried to make them, but for some reason, they were different from what you made."

"..." Samuel raised his eyebrows, forked a "dumpling" into his mouth with a fork.

Dumplings are all about thin skin and big filling, but Eric's has only a little filling in the center, but the dough is as thick as a finger.And the cooking time in the water is not enough, not to mention the stuffing is raw, even the skin is not cooked yet mixed with the salty meat stuffing inside.This taste can only be described in five words - very good, very strong.

But Samuel smiled more and more as he ate it: "It's delicious."

Eric's eyes lit up, and he let out a sigh of relief: "That's good!" Just as he was about to taste the fruits of his labor, Samuel suddenly stood up, bent down, and brought his plate: "In order to punish you for letting me stand outside and blowing the cold wind for so long, all these delicacies belong to me!"

"My lord!" Eric, who was still smiling just now, also stood up and grabbed Samuel's hand that was holding the plate. "It seems that I have failed."

"How can you say that?"

"If it's really delicious, what you think of is not to eat alone, but to share."

"That sounds like a saint."

"You are a devil to others, but you are indeed a saint to us." Eric saw that Samuel no longer hid the food, squeezed a dough ball and threw it into his mouth, although the taste was not enough for him Spit it out, but his face also turned iron blue.

Samuel patted him on the shoulder: "It's not too late, I think you still have some materials left over to make these things, do you want to learn how to do it with me?"

"of course."

Samuel bowed his head, lifted Eric's chin and kissed it.The taste of the dough still lingered in his mouth, and he had to clear it with the smell of his lover first.

The window of the restaurant was open, and Black Eagle stood on the window sill, looking at the two hugging people with red eyes, there was no weirdness, only puzzlement and doubt...

"Samuel! Can we talk?" Samuel and Frank and Zoe can always meet, but the former sees them at most like seeing statues or flower pots on the side of the road, only as decorations or blocking the way Obstacles, even stingy nods and greetings.For this reason, Zooey even secretly shed tears—the big brother who protected and loved him is indeed gone...Since Samuel ignored them, Frank originally didn't want to ask for trouble, but recently, Zooey has become more and more serious. It was getting worse and worse, so much so that he knew that he could no longer hold his pride and had to talk to Samuel.

The soldiers stopped Frank. Originally, he was prepared to try a few more times, but what Frank didn't expect was that Samuel turned his head and nodded to the demon guards and let him come over.

"I thought you could bear it for a while."

"Obviously, you overestimate me."

Samuel smiled, and led Frank into a small living room. Several human maids timidly brought snacks and juices and left in a hurry.

"Speak." Samuel stuffed a small biscuit dotted with cherry pulp into his mouth, and said vaguely.

"You... for your lovers, so you would rather betray your race and family, and even wave the butcher knife directly at your own kind, is it not hesitating?"

"Obviously, yes."

"And now, do you want to bring Zoe in?"

Samuel looked at Frank. This man should be a good and just man in the normal sense.It should be said that it is because of the existence of people like them who are willing to sacrifice their own happiness, family and even life in exchange for the safety and happiness of others that the world is truly bright.

But Samuel is not a good person like him. Of course, Samuel also has his own bottom line and rules.That's why there is a demonic force that he controls now that is completely different from human legends-no indiscriminate killing, and laws.But that doesn't mean he's willing to give up everything.

"Frank, I have a wish."

"Huh?" Samuel's answer was irrelevant, which made Frank stunned for a moment.

"I want to find a peaceful place with my beloved. It may be a hidden canyon or forest, or it may be a corner of an ordinary city. We farm, hunt or do small business. In short, we live Ordinary people's life, simple and peaceful life."

"What you say and what you do are obviously completely different."

"That's because our fate is not under our control." Samuel lowered his eyes, and this was the first time Frank saw emotions similar to sadness and loss in Samuel's eyes, "especially when survival is at stake , the so-called wish has become a luxury..."

"Is what you are doing to me and Zoe now also because of life-threatening? You are just making excuses for your own selfishness." Frank interrupted Samuel. He had heard Julian's account of the past, and of course he knew Samuel. Why did Paul come to this point today, "Don't let me look down on you more and more, Samuel!"

"I never knew that you were still an impatient person, Frank." Samuel smiled, and his expression was no longer gloomy, "Wishes have become extravagant hopes that cannot be realized, so why are you still obsessed with these extravagant hopes? Now, I just want to do my best to make me and my loved ones live a happier life. And now, I am trying my best to reunite my former relatives and friends in the same camp."