The Magician of Rebirth

Flender has always thought of himself as a person with great endurance. During the Wind Wolf period, he experienced the severe experience of maintaining a decent smile and dealing with various stupid nobles. Synchronization rate and magic power" reason for uninterrupted 24-hour friendly communication with a certain talkative elf king...

He thought he had reached the state where he could become steel after hundreds of refinements, invulnerable to swords and guns, and read all over the world of mortals.No matter what happens, he can always maintain a peaceful state of mind and will not get angry easily.

However, he was wrong.

He found that there were still many things he couldn't bear.

For example, when he went to the courtyard to prune April orchids with Charamon sweetly and affectionately, the fragrance of the flowers floated, and the atmosphere was great, a certain elf would appear in his mind like a wandering spirit, using The extremely resentful abandoned woman stared at him, and chatted endlessly, citing classics, enumerating various headless murder cases that occurred in the flowers, commenting on the current atmosphere, and making a logical and rigorous analysis of the possibility of various crimes.

If he is firm-willed, unmoved, and exerts a powerful skill of ignoring Dafa, interlocking his fingers with Charamon, rubbing his fingertips, and striving to develop to the next step, a certain unscrupulous elf will use that powerful skill that can almost The smoldering resentment forced the magic power to flow, and when I was immersed in the warm touch of skin and skin, my heart was so happy and my spirit was relaxed, I released all kinds of incredible magic...

So, it's been almost three months since they moved in together, and their progress is limited to holding hands!

What's more terrible is that every time he gets close to Sharamon, he will be very nervous. On the one hand, he must be wary of a certain elf's intrusion from time to time, and on the other hand, he must behave as naturally as possible to prevent Sharamon Meng continued to have misunderstandings.The last time they were in the flowers, when the two were about to touch their lips, the fact that Charamon was swept into the air by a sudden hurricane had already made this general who mistook him for an ignorant youth feel a certain degree of anxiety. misunderstood……

Really, physically and mentally exhausted!Flender's mood was just like Gaston's current weather, in the rainy season, with long periods of dark clouds and continuous rain.

Therefore, Flender was determined to rise up after negotiating with the Elf King many times to no avail!He began to spend all day in the library, looking for a way to temporarily isolate the Elf King.

The third day of his rise was an unexpectedly sunny day.

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In the morning, warm sunlight shines into the room through the cracks in the window curtains.Flender rubbed his eyes, half propped up his body, the quilt slipped off his shoulders, the cool air brushed against his skin, made him shiver uncontrollably, and became more awake.

"Good morning." His voice was low and soothing, with a slight hoarseness characteristic of getting up early.

"Good morning." Flender tilted his head slightly, and happily raised the corners of his lips to the pair of green eyes that were clear and warm due to the light, "Today's weather looks good."

Sharamon also sat up, stretched his long arms, and picked up the linen blouse that was placed by the bed.The muscle lines on the shoulders and back are smooth and beautiful, and the slightly brownish complexion seems to be flowing with a golden luster under the sunlight. "Well, do you have any plans for today?"

Flender's cheeks were slightly hot, and he lowered his head and buttoned his shirt one by one, "I'll go to the library to read as I did a few days ago."

'Ah, little Fran, stop going to the library, it's so boring. ' A certain elf sighed with a depressed face.

Sharamon shook his head disapprovingly, "You should go out for a walk, don't stay in the library all day."

"Okay." The rare agreement between Sharamon and the Elven King made Flender decide to compromise, "Then where are we going?"

"The hot spring hotel in Bray Barton just opened recently, let's go there." Charamon tightened his belt, put on his boots, and stepped out of bed neatly.

'Ah, little Fran, you'd better keep going to the library. "A certain elf suddenly collapsed like a deflated ball, frowning and thinking," hot spring hotels are forbidden places for couples..."

"Hot spring hotel..." Flender looked thoughtfully at the glowing soul stone in his coat pocket. Although the spell was not fully completed, he should give it a try...

"Okay, let's leave after breakfast!" Flender smiled brightly.

April is the season that is favored by Ilari. The early spring wind blows with the breath of life, which makes people feel happy and refreshed.

The steed was galloping fast, Flender relaxed and leaned against Charamon's arms.There is no cold armor to block each other, no ferocious pursuers chasing after them, no pungent bloody smell to stimulate the nerves... The jolting of the horses makes the two people's bodies get closer, and the sound of the heartbeat is clearly audible.The scenery on the roadside flashed one after another, but there were always people who could rely on each other to accompany him. Flender suddenly discovered that riding a horse was occasionally a good sport.

"Hey, I said you should at least add a levitating spell..." The voice of a certain elf sounded out again.

Gritting his teeth secretly, Flender thought through the process of casting the spell in detail from the beginning to the end, and carefully used magic power to detect the condition of the soul stone in his pocket to ensure that everything was under his control.

'Ah, little Fran, what the hell are you thinking?I always have a bad feeling. 'The beautiful young man showed some unease on his face, his delicate eyebrows were slightly frowned, and his eyes were half covered by long eyelashes, which made people feel pitiful and unbearable.

However, Flender is a very patient person.Therefore, he was completely unmoved, and the smile on his face became brighter and softer, like the sunshine in early spring, "Your Majesty, I think it is more appropriate for me to ask you this question."

"So happy?" Charamon's voice sounded with a smile, and his chin was slightly lowered, pressing against the socket of Flender's shoulder. "Well, I haven't soaked in hot springs much, so I'm looking forward to it." Actually, the hotel is also looking forward to it.Flender completed it silently in his heart, and adjusted his expression a little so that the smile would not be too exaggerated.

The arms around him were tightened, and the warm breath blew past Flender's ears, "I'm looking forward to it too."

The water vapor is transpiring, and a layer of dense mist floats on the surface of the hot spring.Flender narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling the comfortable feeling brought by the hot water licking his skin, and sighed in enjoyment.

Since Bray Barton's hot spring hotel was newly opened and it was morning, there were not many guests. At least, in this pool, there were only him and Charamont.

"Are you satisfied with this place?" Charamon walked to his side at some point, with a rare relaxed and casual expression.Strands of brown slightly curly hair stick to the sides of the cheeks, and clear drops of water flow down the thin lines.

Flender nodded emphatically. Following his movements, some of the long hair floating on the water swept across Charamon's chest, and was held by the latter. His slender fingers shuttled between the hair, as if to Probing and asking for opinions, the atmosphere became ambiguous.

Flender clenched the soul stone in his palm, and finally confirmed the process of casting a spell in his heart. Then he turned around, met Charamon's slightly startled gaze, wrapped his arms around his neck, and put his lips together.

Lips and teeth touch, breaths meet, and heat flows through the contact parts of the body.

"Aren't you afraid now?" The man with blue eyes was a little unsteady.

"I've never been afraid!" The red-haired boy retorted decisively, and the suppressed anger in his voice was exchanged for the other party's helpless chuckle.

'...' The young man in white clasped his palms together, his body lifted off the ground, his robes fluttered, his long hair fluttered, his face was dignified, his expression was serious, powerful magic power mixed with countless resentful spirits surged out.

It's now!Flender forced himself to withdraw part of his attention from Sharamon's deep kiss, sinking his mind into the Soul Stone, manipulating the strange power within it, and building up heavy walls in his own sea of ​​consciousness, trapping the Elf King in every direction. Among them, cut off the surging torrent of magic power.

The wall gradually closed, and Flender was delighted inwardly, accelerating the driving force.A certain elf realized that the situation was wrong, and anxiously wanted to fly out of the confinement range of the wall, but was firmly trapped in it.

'Little Fran, you are too much! '

'I am very sorry, Your Majesty, please rest for a while.After a day, this bondage will disappear automatically. '

Finally, I can enjoy the world of two quietly!The smile on the corner of Flender's mouth hadn't disappeared in time, and suddenly a huge suction hit from the wall that was about to close...

'what happened? Flender stared blankly at the Elf King who was so close to his nose, "Your Majesty, can you materialize now?" '

'No, it's Little Fran, you have also entered your sea of ​​consciousness. 'A certain elf smiled arrogantly. "The soul stone is a very mysterious thing, you better not use it casually, little Fran." '

Flender took half a step back and forced himself to calm down, 'Then when will this situation end? '

'Ah la, I don't know either. 'The rising final sound shows the speaker's extremely joyful mood.

Flender sighed helplessly, and began to worry about how to explain the situation to Charamon.After struggling for a while, he began to look around the environment, and finally fixed his gaze on a stack of parchment in the corner.Flender bypassed the Elven King, stepped forward to pick them up, 'What is this? '

"It's a book. I wrote it when I was bored, and I haven't revised it yet..." The Elven King's voice was a little guilty.

'Another magical romance novel? ’ Flender twitched the corner of his lips, and skipped directly to the character introduction, “The leading actors are Flender and...? '

'Ah, that is my name, written in Elvish.This book is based on us, so we used our original name for inspiration when writing it...'

'Based on us? ’ Flender became a little interested, and continued to quickly scroll down. After a quarter of an hour...

'Your Majesty, what are you thinking!When did I throw myself into your arms and cry? !And here, how could I be in the bathroom..." A trembling voice sounded, and Flender's proud patience was completely exhausted. He pulled out the piece of parchment marked "Love in Water", Shred hard.

'Don't tear it up! The Elf King looked heartbroken but impassioned, and dedicated himself to art, "This paragraph is my proudest work, and it is the essence of the full text!"It is an inevitable requirement for the development of the plot!It is the focus of readers' reading!If the whole story is just adventure and fighting without love, it will cause a large loss of readers! '

"Anyway..." The voice of a certain elf gradually weakened after seeing Flender's sword-like gaze, "The name will be changed when it is finally released. This is just a first draft..."

'Neither the first draft! ’ Flender was stern and decisive, thinking of the pitiful progress he and Charamond had made, he added a bit of righteous indignation to his voice, ‘There must be no more descriptions of holding hands in the novels from now on, otherwise I will read it once and tear it apart! '

'Little Fran, you are cruel! ! ! ! ! '

In the hot spring, Sharamon loosened the restraint on Flender unsteadily, stared deeply at the rosy-faced young man for a long time, sighed softly, and planted a light kiss on his smooth forehead.

"Did you faint? The mage's physical strength is really terrible..."