Dark Iron Incident

"...Zalien...can you call me by my name...?"

The tails were entangled, the leopard pressed his head to the ground, and the cat's tongue licked the corners of his eyes.

Zallion yelled obediently, and Gary Face couldn't help laughing.His strength was getting stronger and stronger, and the vacated tail began to touch the belly of the ice dragon, sliding up and down for a while.

The ice dragon gasped.

After deliberately ignoring it for so long, I actually remembered it all when trying to accept others.The way the brown-haired man kissed him was sometimes intermittent, sometimes unrestrained, and when he wanted to leave, he would bite his neck, making him lose his strength instantly, and he could only secretly get angry in his heart.

But that anger will never last for too long, as long as the flames come closer again, the anger will be replaced by another kind of desire, brother's actions and kisses, he really likes it...

...brother...

Zalien still knocked away the heavier Gary Face, who fell to the ground, and he also hit the stone wall, making a loud bang.After calming down, he ran out of the cave by himself, letting the sea breeze blow him more clearly.

The big cat also struggled to sit up and looked at him. No one spoke for a long time.

"……I'm very sorry……"

"...It's okay," Leopard's voice sounded muffled, "I was too impatient."

"Gary Face..."

"I said, it's okay, Zalyon, I can take my time—"

"Gary Face, I can't match you...and, yes, I don't want a mate..."

"I can really take my time..."

"It's not a matter of time..."

Leopard leaned over: "The future hasn't come yet... Many things are still uncertain, Zallion..."

"...Maybe you're right...I hope you're right, but I'm really not in the mood right now." Binglong walked into the darkness without looking back, "I'll walk alone, don't you follow."

The sea breeze gliding along the wings is getting more and more bitter, and the salty smell and the smell of dead fish are constantly coming, but this smell is very good, in sharp contrast to the more and more vigorous and refined human breath, the primitive and rough things are to them Warcraft It is the most beautiful.

Enduring the depression in his heart, Zalian slowly spread his wings.

When walking in the depths of the Minoan labyrinth, every stone that built the labyrinth smelled of fire, but it was Hephaestus's battle flame, not another flame he longed for in his heart. When thinking about it on the stone, he realized that even if the whole world stopped mentioning that distant name to him, he was still bound by that name. The ghost he once wanted to put all his eggs in one basket to eradicate was not necessarily Clegane, but maybe is himself.

It's only been ten years, don't be afraid, it's only been ten years... It's been more than ten years since I buried my mother and got used to living alone, remember?You have the experience, Zalyon, to get through it.

He spread his wings further, and let the sea breeze blow every feather of him, so as to make his spirit better.

...I can get through it, look, don't I feel better now...

When the sixth Hundred Ghosts Carnival was held, none of the guys who went to play in the territory of Geryon talked about that night again. Zallion knew that something had changed between the two of them, just like a long time ago , his relationship with Clegane began to change...

No...don't think about Clegane anymore...

"don't want?"

"--what?"

"Here, I asked you if you want to steal it, and you shook your head."

"...Hey, do you still need to ask me? If you steal a grain of sand, Geryon will go crazy. In this case, there is no difference between taking the best and the worst. Of course, take the best—and, don't How ugly to use the word "steal!"

"Yes, yes, just take it."

"uh-huh."

Moaning and whimpering, the two picked up a bunch of interesting things, like two extremely well-finished golden cups, and sapphires grown in the abyss of the Earth Mother...they also ate the snacks hidden by the three giants I slapped my butt and left after I had enough, and I had a great time.Although Zalien knew that the giant had no brains, he did not expect that the defense he set up for his island was so weak. Presumably the most difficult thing to pass was at sea. He always felt that those humans would covet his wealth and draw a line secretly. The dinghy landed on the island and ransacked him.

"Does he know that it will take six or seven years for humans to move these things?"

"He doesn't even know how long six or seven years are."

"Ha ha ha ha!!"

Finally, they were almost done playing. Counting the time, the carnival of ghosts was almost over, and they reluctantly set foot on the way home. On the way, they heard the news that the winner of the Bronze Prison Tournament was Carleph the Innocent. He also wanted to go back and peek at the three-body giant returning home angrily, then angrily saw that the treasure was stolen, and then continued to be angrily beautiful, but for the sake of safety, he thought for a long time and gave up.

This time when he returned home, Zallion felt as if he had come back to life. Although he would not completely forget the trauma that tore apart his entire life, he had learned how to hide it in his heart.

In a sense, he was grateful to Gary Face, the slick guy who tried his best to make him laugh all the way, but he couldn't accept or respond to the other's feelings. Fortunately, the earth leopard didn't seem to be overcome by himself. Regan was so hysterical when he refused, that he dispelled the idea of ​​pleading guilty.

Busy again to take care of the gloomy Luanying Forest, the original residents also eliminated most of their worries during the long-term ideological struggle, and began to deal with him as before, except that the group of sharp cone monsters remained unchanged. As Gary Face said, the whole forest was in chaos, from the rising of the morning star to the rising of the next morning star.

Although the number of these annoying spirits is not large, they can be found everywhere, leaving Zallion with no time to feel sorry for himself. He is busy punishing this and arresting that like catching a mole.

The arresting effect has been poor. In the winter of the second year, Lord Dong Dong used the heavy snow to directly freeze the territory regardless of enemy or friend, so that he was able to dig out all the sharp cone monsters one by one from the icicles and throw them into the wild. Bingyao is good at education.

Because the problem of the annoying little demon was fundamentally solved, none of the monsters who were frozen together complained, but nodded for several months in a row. It was hard to tell whether they were happy with the regained tranquility or still felt I was freezing all over.

It was also at that time that Zallion knew that it was the barren Kabrugheim who forced the goblins to look like this: they came from the prairie that had been punished by God, and after the war, there was no territory willing to accept them. They can continue to live in their hometown and rob food by harassing the monsters on the edge. Even Clegane, who returned to the prairie that day, used absolute force to force them to submit. They dare not disobey and can only take care of Zalien .

Spike Demon's favorite day is the Hundred Ghosts Carnival, because as long as they go to that place, they will not starve, otherwise the other monsters in the first row of the arena will squeeze them away, and they will keep waving their claws and ice The dragon pretends to be cooked.Of course—they confess—it worked out pretty well.

Unexpectedly, Zallion would invite them to Luanying Forest as guests, so they wanted to get more food before they were driven away.

"I didn't invite you to be our guests. Is there anything you didn't understand when I said that!?"

The giant ice dragon yelled at them, forcing them to go two meters away, "Stop this ridiculous behavior for me, I let you take root here! You just live here peacefully for me , don’t go anywhere! If you continue to make the other residents unhappy, I’ll really take it as an invitation’!”

The noisy little demons finally realized that this was not a dream, and they all hugged his legs and cried loudly, crying so much that he was a little embarrassed, so he could only throw them out of the wild ice kiln together.

However, Zalien was pleasantly surprised to find that the little demons who settled down are very useful: they don't complain about heavy or tiring work, and they can do it well. The residents all want to win over.And the most pleasing thing about them - and the most important thing - is that they listen to themselves.

Um!Clegane surrounded by fire detectors should feel like this!

...don't think about Clegane anymore...

Within a few years, Luanying Forest was well-managed by the sharp cone monsters. This is their innate talent, and the grandeur of Kabrugheim back then was also inseparable from their efforts.

They simply regard herbaceous plants and woody plants as their lives, so when everyone fled for their lives as birds and beasts for the first time, they risked their lives, hoping to save the last flower and the last grass in the grassland, so that There were only a few hundred of them left, and they were released amid the snorting laughter of the gods. After all, mass killing of creatures like little demons would damage the status of gods.

But I missed the opportunity to escape at the beginning, and it was very difficult to find a place to stay. There are only more than 60 sharp cone monsters alive so far, and less than half of them are in good health.

However, Zallion cured them without hesitation, and the small number of people was a good thing for him. He could easily remember the names of every little thing, so as not to confuse them.

For example, Poli is the fastest, and Zalien has never caught him before it was fully frozen; Carney is the best at pruning branches and leaves, and he can cut all the crowns into exactly the same shape; It was Zon who took care of the flowers, and he would chatter when he started to handle them, and sometimes transfer fresh flowers to the icicles of the wild ice kiln - how he did this has always been a mystery in Zalyon's mind ——I will also tell the half-asleep ice dragon about the origin of this flower, the season of flowering, what kind of soil and water it likes...

Sometimes the ice dragon accidentally fell asleep, and when Ye Bingyao started to attack the little demon, he would scream at the top of his lungs, guaranteeing to wake up Nenzalien in a second.

"Flowers are very strong, Lord Zallion, I don't know why humans think they are fragile."

"...Well... Maybe they rot when stepped on."

"That would be too much!"

"Yes."

"But even so, the roots are still there, and they will grow next year, so I say the flowers are very strong," Zorn said, shaking his head, "unlike Meath on Kabrumheim, where it will really grow if it's gone. It's gone."

"..."

The ice dragon who was still in a daze suddenly woke up with a jolt, he raised his head, and stared at the sharp cone demon who started humming a ditty in disbelief.

and many more……

how could i forget...

...why didn't I think of it...

"...Zo...Zon?"

"Don't you like my arrangement of flowers like this, Lord Zalyon?"

"No, wait a minute, Zon, cough...then what...you mentioned just now, the Mies flower on the Kabruheim prairie...?"