Dark Iron Incident

Zallion fell back onto the fire platform, looking at the man who was still kissing his knee, his face was ruddy, and his eyes were slightly moist.

He lightly kicked the other person's shoulder, panting softly: "...what's so good to kiss there...!"

The man glanced at him, making him close his mouth subconsciously.The red light in those eyes would make him feel hot every time, but he was too embarrassed to say that he wanted to do it again. According to experience, if he went to this point and continued, he would definitely faint.That's not worth it, it's early in the morning, and I'm still looking forward to going out for a jump with my brother.

Lowering his legs, Clegane backed out of the passage and began kissing his face.

Only then was the satisfied ice child grabbing his neck and making him kiss harder.The feeling of copulation has not dissipated, both of them feel that this kind of kiss is very sweet.Hands and feet rubbed against each other, and for the first time Zalien felt hot and good, as if being fully embraced by his brother.

"...I feel...well...the human bondage seems to be...weak..."

"That's good." Clegane closed his eyes and kissed him, but he opened them with a small slap, "...what are you doing?"

"...Can't you just keep your eyes open..."

"No."

"Then I just want you to keep your eyes open! I just want to—"

Fire Dragon covered his eyes and continued to kiss his dissenting mouth.After bouncing for a moment, the child who became slightly quieter completely relaxed.

After warming for a long time, he put on the crimson cloak beside the stage, and walked out of the cave holding the man's hand.

Clegane had tried to send him back to Shadowwood, but he wanted to stay here anyway.

In fact, it doesn't matter where he stays, as long as he is not a god, he can't break through his wild ice kiln. The forest and the goblins take good care of it, and now there are more fire detectors patrolling back and forth, so there is nothing to worry about.He just wants to live with his elder brother, clinging, clinging, hanging, clinging, even when being held in his arms, he will subconsciously bite the fire cloth on his shoulder, and he just doesn't let go.After looking down a few times, Clegane took it for granted.Living in a volcano all the time...it really doesn't matter when you think about it.There is still a cold hole under here, he can't die.

It's not far from Lady Kanna's orchard, there are enough servants, and Cenelie is also there...

No, Shemi Fran is there too.

"……what?"

"Shemi Fran. Don't you like that name?"

"...is that my name?"

"Anyway, that's what I want to call you." Zaarion nodded himself, showing no sign of trying to explain.

Kenelie turned her head to look at her father uncertainly, and the latter also nodded to him.

"... Shemi Fran?"

"Correct."

"It's really nice. But it sounds so ancient..." She only knew that her name meant 'lavender' in ancient language, but she didn't know what 'Xiemi Fran' was.

"I seem to have heard it somewhere."

"...Didn't this lunatic teach you the family tree?"

Only then did Charmander remember where he had heard this familiar name.

"Ah...! Uh... Yes, I'm sorry, little uncle..." No one would mention her grandmother to her on weekdays, and she didn't take it too seriously.

"Teachers are wrong."

Without looking at her, Zaarion continued to transplant the flowers that could grow around the volcano with the method taught by Zorn.

Cenelie looked at her father as if she had done something wrong, and the latter walked up to the silver-haired man and wrapped his arms around his waist.They were pushed away several times at first, but then the two managed to stick together.This made Cenelie very puzzled, she was so close, she could be sure that her father didn't say anything, so how did he coax the little uncle down...?

Life in the volcano was very peaceful for Zalien, and he didn't feel at all that the whole world was turning upside down. Clegane usually dealt with affairs in the middle of the night, when he was asleep.He said he didn't like to think about other things when he was awake, just thinking about a child was enough.

"...Then you don't consider Shemi Fran?"

"She's not a child anymore."

"..."

Clegane wasn't too worried about disturbing his brother in the middle of the night, as long as it was quiet enough - or tiring enough - it wouldn't wake him.

Occasionally, Zallion would rub his eyes and raise his head, looking vaguely at the fire detector above.Sometimes he can quickly fall asleep again under the soft coaxing of his brother, but sometimes he can't fall asleep, and he will hug his brother's waist and listen to their conversation.

But today's content seems to be a bit taboo for him.

"Don't you want to sleep, Charlie?" Clegane pulled him under his body and kissed his moist lips.

"……what are you guys saying……"

"When did you become interested in these things?"

"...I seem to hear..." Zaarion blinked slowly, "...Dill...Mahas...?"

"It's not a big deal..."

"...What happened to her...?"

"Charlie..."

"Did she give birth to your child?"

"...I'm not sure yet."

Zalyon blinked again: "...is she going...will she come back...?"

"What's going on in your head... that's the most impossible thing." Clegane gently stroked his hair, pressed his lips against his lips, letting him indulge in his caress, "Listen to me If you want to sleep first, you don’t need to worry about anything. I’ll let Aris step down first, and we’ll talk tomorrow, okay?”

Only then did the child who whispered "yes" stick out his little tongue, let his brother suck it lightly, and fell asleep again.

Watching his breathing become steady, Clegane rubbed his hair root with his thumb, and couldn't help but kiss him again.

A few minutes later, the fire detector that retreated to the entrance of the cave swayed back again.

"Do you need to talk outside, my lord?"

"No, if he wakes up, he can't see me." Clegane signaled him to continue reporting, "You said, she was acting weird?"

"Not only her, but also her father, Lord Ella Botany...or rather...their whole family is very weird."

"Because of this child?"

"From the perspective of time alone, it is because of this child. The monsters in the Tyne Valley are afraid of being affected, and they are very concerned about whether Dilmahas will give birth to your offspring...not only Dilmahas, but even Lord Ella Botany has avoided talking about the newborn."

"I've made it very clear. Even if it's not my descendants, I won't pursue it. Why should they care?"

"I don't know. In fact, the men I sent didn't see the child. They had many reasons to evade."

"She must have given birth to a stillbirth."

"If it's a stillbirth... Shouldn't Lord Elabatani set up a funeral altar? He didn't do anything, and the whole valley was very quiet."

Clegane rolled his eyes and stared at the Ice Child.

"After Noro came back, he mentioned it to me. It seems that Mr. Ella Botany has something hard to say... But I don't know what he is afraid of."

"It's already weird to be pregnant with a fetus that's been suppressed for so long. Now it's taken another 13 years," Clegane said, with the fire in Clegane's eyes turning into a small straight line. My child, I doubt that it is a real child."

"What do you mean, sir?"

"...Why was she so convinced that the fetus in her womb was mine?"

"We also interrogated the stone demon Mokani. She said that Dilmahas believed that other male beasts did not leave her with demon spirits."

"A mere person thinks that nothing can be proved. As long as she thinks about it for a while, she will know how serious the consequences of taking Cenelie away are, let alone do it. Her behavior is simply absurd."

"Do you think someone has tampered with it?"

"I just want to know what happened to that kid."

"I can find a chance to explore."

"Let Larna go, he knows how to do it."

"Okay, my lord."

Clegane averted his gaze to the sleeping boy.Although the matter on the Flame of Doom's side vaguely felt that it was not simple, it didn't bother him very much right now. He was trying to figure out why the gods were holding on to Zalien, so as to decide how to protect him.

Zalyon turned over, his temples were light blue and smooth to the touch.The human flesh and blood placed on him has almost faded away, and in a few days, this ice dragon should be able to fly again.

With such a large dose, the traitor must have planned to hide this child in the human world for a long time: this is not a good sign, not only is the strange hostility of the gods towards the ice dragon, but also hints at the influence of the Bronze Covenant in the human world His strength is getting weaker and weaker, and he is stepping towards the spectator seats, no longer treating human beings as babies in their infancy who are helpless.

Although this mysterious replacement is slow, it has achieved great results. The race that once could only survive in the struggle between the gods and demons has become a third force. It is no wonder that even the gods feel uneasy.

...is that the future?

Not to mention 500 years ago, even 50 years ago, if someone told him how important human beings would occupy this world, he would find it ridiculous.But now...he dared not speak.

...Is it really safe there?Compared to the lair where we strange kings are easy to be targeted, it is better to bring Charlie to their world to live... so... the chance of surviving...

survive.

Do I have to use this word already.

It seemed that the strength of the stroking was not well grasped, and Zalien let out a 'huh' and woke up again.

"Sorry." Clegane quickly let go.

The ice child squinted his eyes and sniffed the smell in the sniffing hole. There were no plants here, and the air was very dry, so he couldn't know the exact time.

"...Are you...wake up again, or haven't slept yet..."

"I've been sleeping for five years, I've had enough."

"Where is this algorithm..."

"I'd like to see you."

"..." Zaarion smiled unabashedly, "Isn't it nice?"

"nice."

"Tch, what's so good about my current appearance... My original appearance is much better, you have to save it, and then look at it after my restraint is gone."

"Your shadow and smell are both there, and they look the same."

"Well... I used to comfort myself like this when I was sealed... But when I see my face from the reflective equipment, I still feel sick... It's really disgusting, it's so uncomfortable! I don't like this human form too much. I like it, the one I picked myself is much better."

"Is there any difference?"

"——The difference is huge!!" Some nerve was stimulated, and the sleepy-eyed child woke up completely, "Can you tell the difference! How many times have I told you, don't always use body shape to judge Showing your difference, humans don't like this! You look like a monster in the crowd... face, you can change your face!"

"..."