rose nursery rhyme

The new symbol near Sidi's shoulder is flat, and looks similar to Bryce's tattoo of thorns.

There should be no difference in the principle of formation, it was all made by Bryce with his ability.

It's just that the pattern is different. The rose in the center of the eye is composed of dark red lines, lining Xidi's delicate skin, there is an extra tension.

hard to look away

The piece bitten by Bryce did not heal quickly, the scar was covered by rose patterns, and some blood oozes out, so obedient and helpless, pitiful.

Xidi stretched out her hand to touch it, and asked, "What is this?"

Bryce kissed the center of the rose devoutly: "The mark."

Sidi: "What imprint?"

Bryce: "It belongs to my ability."

He used Sidi's wound to infuse the power of thorns, which is a mark and a circled territory.

He asked Sheedy, "You don't like this?"

Sidi had no time to answer his leading questions.

It was enough for him to ask a few questions, and now he was busy sticking himself completely against Brace, the child radiating heat like a piece of melted candy, looking sweet and soft.

The water in the pool swayed, bringing up the hem of the two people's clothes soaked in the water, making a sound of water waves shaking.

Xi Di was elated: "Help me."

But Brice let go, and even moved the arm around Sidi's waist. Not only did he not help him, but he also slowly leaned back a little.

The water in the pool was not deep, but Xidi didn't care when she started messing around. She was hanging on Bryce's body, and she hardly exerted herself. Once she was released at the moment, she could only subconsciously tighten Bryce's neck, legs He also put it on the plate and sent himself into Brice's arms.

Bryce still didn't move.

Too much, obviously I gave him a gift just now.

Xidi was very dissatisfied with Brice's negative attitude, and thought that she couldn't be the only one being bitten, so she became more and more sticky, like a greedy little monster.

Also scolding: "Bad thing."

Brace pinched the boy's chin, touched the corner of his lips and moved away, ignoring Sidi's dissatisfied murmurs, and asked him, "Do you really want it?"

He still used the honorific title, and the corners of his lips curled up little by little, like a siren watching its prey throw itself into the net, and also like a quiet and deep lake.

However, there are raging undercurrents and greedy monsters hidden under the surface of the lake.

Xi Di should be more cautious, but right now he didn't have time to think about it, and immediately nodded tiredly, biting his fingertips: "I think."

Brice rubbed his lower lip with his thumb, conjured a small bottle out of nowhere, and coaxed him: "Then you drink this."

It was the small vial of dragon's blood.

What's there to hesitate about?

Xidi had been thinking about this early in the morning, but Bryce had been refusing to use it all the time. Now that she finally saw it, the child was unwilling to wait for a moment, and took the initiative to bite off the cork. I drank it.

It has no smell, and the smell of blood is not strong. I don't know if it has been processed.

...It seems that it has no special effect for the time being.

What about cherishing materials?

Sidi turned her head and spit out the bottle, looked down at herself with some doubts, and looked up at Bryce as if reproaching: "Nothing happened."

He said it so mysteriously that he was always curious.

Now it seems that there is nothing remarkable about it.

Bryce: "You're so good."

He hugged Sidi again as a reward, brushed away a lock of wet hair stuck to the young man's forehead, and said softly: "...don't worry."

Immediately without further hesitation, he led people ups and downs, slowly drowning in the extremely turbulent vortex together.

……

There was a knock on the door early the next morning.

Xi Di woke up early, lying on the soft bed, unwilling to move, buried her whole face in the pillow, only her soft brown hair was exposed, which lay softly on the pillow.

Rarely has he been so emotionally, unreservedly childish.

Bryce sat by the bed, dressed very neatly. I don't know if he had a rest that night. He patted Xidi on the back through the quilt: "Are you angry?"

Ask knowingly.

Xidi didn't bother to talk to him, and threw the pillow next to him on him, making a very dissatisfied and impatient 'wooo' sound.

His exposed shoulders and neck are covered with messy marks, especially the butterfly bone and the back of the neck, which are green and red, and the boy's figure is slender, which seems to have a somewhat pitiful meaning inside.

With the healing power of a child, they can still exist until now, and it can be seen how obvious they were when they first appeared.

It could also be that the marks had been repeatedly deepened throughout the night until not so long ago.

The rose-shaped logo on his shoulder became more and more red, as if it had been watered by something, very tender and vivid.

Brice caught the pillow that hit him, smiled indulgently, said nothing, and got up to open the door.

Xi Di was depressed for just a short while, but she wasn't really angry. Besides, yesterday, after all, it was he who was crazy and persistently lingering on others...

Dragon's blood is dragon's blood, and Brice cannot be blamed entirely.

In short, he quickly adjusted himself, put on his clothes, walked behind Brice, hugged his waist stickily, and buried his face on Brice's back.

Outside the door is a dinner plate floating in mid-air, with some fruit and a milk jug on it, which should be room service.

But I didn't see anyone who brought things.

After a closer look, I found that it was an elf with two long fingers, one on the left and one on the right, holding the plate below, quietly waiting for the guests to take the things away.

The appearance and size seem to be about the same as that of the elves in the mushroom circle who are responsible for saving money, but there are still some subtle differences-at least the two elves will not drop shiny powder when they flap their wings.

Xidi saw this just as she raised her head, and immediately pinched the wings of one of the elves with quick eyes and hands, picked it up, and brought it up to her eyes for a closer look.

One side of the dinner plate suddenly lost the strength to support it, and it tilted suddenly. The fruits on it rolled to one side and almost fell.

The other elf moved to the middle in time, and supported the dinner plate with both hands, maintaining a dangerous balance.

This kind of little thing is very simple, as long as it is not controlled by itself, it seems to feel that there is no danger, and it is relieved to put the plate on its head very professionally.

Xi Di: "There is such a thing here?"

"This kind of thing" was kicked and beaten in his hands, but it was a pity that it was not strong enough to affect Sidi. He was so angry that even the tips of his wings drooped, and he stared at his stupid companion angrily.

The companion was only busy serving the plate and had no time to care about it.

The clothes on the two elves are brown.

Bryce: "Although it's hard to explain why, this type of goblin really likes to live near mushrooms."

It may be because generally the places where mushrooms grow are relatively remote and quiet, and the environment is good.

This entire building was transformed from a large cluster of mushrooms, so it was reasonable that such elves would appear here.

"But they are slightly different from the ones in the elf's vault." Bryce gently took the plate held by the elf, in exchange for a bright smile from the elf, and said, "This kind is more relative... He is also much more courageous, and is often hired to do housework."

He poured the milk on the tray into a small saucer, and pushed it to the elf: "They are a friendly and hardworking race, and the rewards they receive are very simple. You only need to leave a little food for them."

Holding the saucer, the elf flew away happily.

He completely forgot that he still had a companion in Xidi's hands.

The other one was very dissatisfied with what happened to him, and waved his fist in protest, but this kind of elf couldn't speak, so he could only grin his teeth to express his dissatisfaction, and because his face was too small, he couldn't even see his expression clearly .

But Sidi wasn't that interested in it, so she let it go, and followed Brice's example, poured a plate of milk, and pushed it in front of the elf.

The elf flipped the plate over, made a face at Xidi, and quickly circled a figure 8 with a complicated trajectory in the air, and disappeared into the depths of the corridor.

It's not big, but it flies pretty fast.

Xi Di: "..."

Sidi blinked blankly, wondering what she had done wrong to make the elf unhappy.

Sidi: "Is it angry?"

He looked back and hoped that Brice could give him an explanation, but Brice refused to say anything, so Xidi could only pick up an apple from the plate very depressed, and gnawed it slowly.

After a while, there was another knock on the door.

This time it was Xidi who opened the door. Outside the door was the goblin boss with a green face. Seeing that it was him who opened the door, he poked his head in and asked, "Where is that guest?"

During the day he looked less tired and bored than at night, more like a businessman should be.

Brice came over: "Are you here? I'm here."

Kerry had no doubts about Brice's assurances from last night.

Don't blame him, no matter how smart the goblin race is, it is impossible to resist the suppression from the soul.

The green-skinned goblin almost didn't fall asleep all night. After learning that the two guests were up, the elf couldn't wait to knock on the door. He looked at Bryce expectantly and asked him, "You said you can help me?" What can I do to get rid of that demon?"

Brice pondered for a moment: "Let me ask you first, what do you think about Mammon...?"

"What do you think?" Kerry's expression twitched, "Of course I hate him!"

If it wasn't for that demon, how could he be in such a situation?

It’s true that goblins are greedy for money, but there is still a big difference between actively earning money and being driven away with a whip. Besides, he is not a bad person, and he has never done anything harmful to nature. Why should he have to suffer this crime? ?

Kerry hadn't said this much to anyone before—mainly because it was useless, and it might affect the next day's business, which was a terrible thing for him.

He didn't have to hide his true feelings in front of Brice, but he felt a lot more relaxed, and said with a grim face: "Tell me, how can I kill him? I will do whatever you ask me to do!"

Sidi watched from behind, and felt that the goblin's face was wrinkled. The skin was loose before, but now even the last bit of human-like features were gone. It looked like a bunch of crumpled water plants.

It's quite interesting.

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Elf: Are you polite!