gift to the devil

"...So this is the Festival of Lights in our city of Ron, full of our devout belief in the God of Light." Brett always leaned on Allen when he spoke, and wanted to reach out to wrap his arms around Allen's shoulders.

It's just that whenever he was about to touch it, his hands would involuntarily retract, advancing and retreating, which looked inexplicably funny.

"I see, that's how it is." Allen smiled cautiously, but his eyes did not stop at Brett, but kept looking in another direction.

His smile was extraordinarily far-fetched, and it would turn into panic if he was not careful.

Brett is still introducing things about the Festival of Glory to Allen: "Yeah, unfortunately, I'm afraid you won't be able to catch up with the Festival of Glory this time, because the number of people in the Glory Circle has been determined, and there are people in charge of every node of the Circle of Glory. There is a way to temporarily add people."

He sighed with pity, and after observing the people around him from the corner of his eye, he suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled Alan into the corner.

Allen's face turned pale in an instant, and his voice trembled: "Bo, Senior Brett, what do you want to do?"

"Don't be so nervous, Alan." Brett shrugged his shoulders and said in a low voice, "It's actually like this, this time I will be in charge of the complete formation of the magic circle, so Alan, I can help you add a magic circle." The formation node is right next to me, as long as I slightly reduce the magic power of that node, it can be realized."

Allen was stiff, and didn't listen to Brett's words for a while. He stared blankly at the position above Brett's head, and whispered: "No, you can't, you can't do this."

He shook his head in a panic, his blue eyes were mixed with tension, Brett was a little closer to him, and he could see the blush on Alan's cheeks dyed layer by layer.

He was a little thirsty for some reason, but he didn't forget to continue talking: "Alan, the Festival of Lights is the most important festival of the year. You only have one year left after you transfer, and you will have no chance to participate after leaving the academy." Now, you should think about it carefully, and come to me after you decide.”

Allen seemed to react suddenly, and nodded again and again to express his understanding.

Brett smiled gratifiedly, and before anyone noticed, he quickly tiptoed away and blended into the crowd.

"I've already considered it, I'll just behead it." A huge scythe appeared in the corner, the hook on it glowed with a cold white light, and Lou Ye also had a faint smile on his face, speaking casually.

Allen's face turned completely pale: "Are you crazy, this is in the academy!"

"Are you worried about me?" Lou Ye waved his scythe lightly, and the cold light appeared.

"I'm worried about myself!" Allen was completely irritable. He stretched out his hand and pulled him across the night, pulling him straight to the other side of the crowd.

The hustle and bustle was left behind, the boy dragged the man forward, the scythe melted into the air, and the shadows collided and overlapped.

With a bang, Allen successfully "trapped" Lou Ye by the wall of a small classroom.

It's just that he's half a head shorter than Lou Ye, and it's more like he's begging for a hug than Bi Dong.

Lou Ye never knew how to read the atmosphere. He put his arms around Alan's waist with both hands, and hugged him without using any force.

"Speak well if you have something to say, don't be angry, don't you feel uncomfortable when your cheeks are always bulging?" Countless dark elements spread out from Lou Ye's body during the speech, and the utility room instantly took on a new look. Strawberry cakes even appeared on the sofa and on the tea table in front of them.

"Louye!" He seriously wanted to express his anger, but it might have been too much force, and the sound was broken, and he even hiccupped after that.

Louye had no choice but to bring him another glass of water.

Allen barely calmed down after drinking the water, but he was still very angry, his brows were all wrinkled: "You almost killed him just now, do you know how dangerous it is?"

Lou Ye crossed Erlang's legs, shaking the red wine glass: "Is it dangerous, don't worry, even if he dies in front of everyone, I will not leave any evidence, no one will find out the contract on you."

"Is this what I'm talking about?" Allen felt the anger in his chest rising, "Didn't you hear what Brett said just now, there will be a cardinal coming."

Lou Ye took a sip, tasted it, and felt that the taste was not very good: "So, you are still worried about me?"

Alan didn't want to talk to this guy anymore, and he always felt that he couldn't communicate well with Lou Ye anyway, although in fact he didn't know why he was so angry.

Unexplainable emotions were rampaging in his heart, but the person who caused the confusion was completely out of the situation. Lou Ye was leisurely dissolving that glass of bad wine with dark elements.

An indescribable sense of powerlessness swept over his body again, Alan looked at Lou Ye's handsome face, and lowered his head little by little.

He poked the little strawberry on top of the cake sullenly.

"What's the matter? You won't answer me if I ask you. You turn around and look like you've been bullied severely. To be reasonable, your senior Brett has no good intentions. Every node of the magic circle is very important." Important, two people are completely different from one person, he has no ability to change the element circuit."

Lou Ye narrowed his eyes and recalled the world line: "It is very likely that he wants to 'push' you."

Allen said angrily: "I know, of course I know, you don't really think of me as a fool who was played around by you, do you? I am also a child who grew up in an orphanage alone."

Louye, who was choked, was satisfied instead. He felt more and more that Ling Lingling's previous words were unfounded worries, and Alan was obviously raised by him very well.

But I understand in my heart that I understand, but I can't say the words of rejection.

Originally because of Andy, the whole academy rejected Alan a little bit. After all, he was an out-and-out transfer student, and it didn’t matter if he didn’t have any identity background. He had been “disrespectful” to the God of Light more than ten years ago.

Brett is even more outstanding in the entire monastery. This time, he is the core figure who stands in the center of the magic circle and guides the operation of the whole magic circle. Even more people admire him.

So even if Alan knew he had ulterior motives, he had to run over to agree later that day.

Of course, I don't know exactly what Lou Ye talked about, because Alan was very worried that he would do something to Brant's neck, so he resolutely prevented Lou Ye from following him.

There is only a little time left in the Festival of Lights, and it has not been more than a month since Allen has fully perceived the light element, so he has to train desperately every day.

But also because of this, he can be said to have made rapid progress in the course, and soon mastered the mysterious and mysterious skills in the textbook that he couldn't understand at all.

"You don't need me to turn off the lights at night." Lou Ye pulled the towel next to him to wipe Alan's hair, "How is it, do you feel that your magic power is exhausted?"

Alan was surrounded by Lou Ye, he really wanted to break free and do it himself, but he was too tired to have the strength: "...Fortunately, it's barely enough, the node that Senior Brett said is indeed true in the magic circle. feasible."

Lou Ye inserted his hand into Alan's long hair, and the silky hair slid through his fingertips, and at the same time exuded a faint fragrance.

"What do you want?" Alan sensitively sensed the change in Lou Ye's movements behind him, and quickly jumped forward to escape to the other side, "Don't make my hair twist!"

Lou Ye spread his hands innocently: "I didn't do anything, but I just thought your golden hair is so beautiful, just like the rays of the setting sun."

Allen hugged his little pillow vigilantly: "That's not for you to touch!"

Lou Ye blinked: "Who touched that?"

The color of Allen's face changed again and again, and it was best to express his embarrassment into anger with his exhausted body.

Lou Ye walked downstairs in the dormitory, the moonlight could not reflect his shadow, he was so illusory that he was about to merge with the darkness.

"I really don't know if it's my illusion. I always feel that the older he grows up, the less afraid he is of me. When he was young, he would yell and wait for the opportunity to call someone." Lou Ye couldn't help complaining to Ling Lingling, "Look again Look now, I was kicked out of the room by him."

Ling Lingling thought for a while, and after analyzing for a while, he couldn't figure out what the deep meaning behind Lou Ye's words was, so he could only answer in a normal manner.

[Alan is also growing up, and you have been by his side all this time. The unknown is the greatest fear. He is almost about to figure out what kind of devil you are now, so he naturally has a way to deal with it. ]

Lou Ye raised his eyebrows: "You mean, I should do something different from the past, to get back the excitement that he and I used to have?"

Lingling's analysis system was even more chaotic. It felt that what it just expressed was not Louye's meaning, but on the surface it seemed that there was nothing wrong with it.

Lou Ye didn't need others to agree, when he said these words, plans had already started to emerge in his mind.

The Festival of Light is the most important festival of the Red Rose Empire. Everyone can be forgiven on that day, and the God of Light will bestow his benevolence on all those who believe in him.

Lou Ye doesn't believe in the God of Light, nor the God of Darkness, but he feels that this is indeed a festival that is very suitable for Allen from the beginning to the end.

Allen in the room stood there on the balcony for a while, until the evening wind blew so hard that he had to sneeze before turning back to the room.

The night was as cold as water, and he shivered slightly from the cold. He rolled onto the bed and pulled up the quilt next to him to cover his body.

In fact, he still glows at night, a very small spot near his chest, and with that spot of light, he can clearly see the flower blooming on his body.

The pure black petals fit quietly on his fair skin, shaking slightly with the movements of his body.

From the beginning to the end, it didn't spread to other places, and it has been quietly guarding his heart.

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