Days and nights of women's clothing in front of the Duke

Boundless darkness, falling into the abyss.

The red dragon was dozing on the gold coin, its scales shimmered, and each scale was engraved with ancient and mysterious natural textures, stained with fine golden powder. The dragon's thick and big tail swept back and forth, splashing There was a rain of gold coins.

A small orange-red fat bird flew in from the entrance of the cave. Its pearl-like black eyes locked onto the giant dragon sleeping in the darkness. sang.

The dragon's ears moved, and after a long time, it let out a deep snort, its eyelids lifted slightly, revealing the cold golden dragon pupils, and it raised its head, letting out a painful roar that made the soul tremble.

"Black Dragon Herman!"

The little bird chirped, its feathers exploded, and it was blown away by the air waves.

The dragon's breath was heavy and sad. It licked its unhealed bone wings. The golden dragon pupils were filled with hatred and pain. The gold coins on its body splashed like drops of water. The dragon flapped its wings and flew into the dark void.

The Duke on one side has just experienced the crisis of being kidnapped by non-human beings, but he is still leisurely walking along the beautiful coastline with his beautiful girlfriend.

The sea breeze is gentle, and the midsummer sun is hot with a dizzying atmosphere of love. The Duke in a black dress and top hat is slowly soaking through his back.

No matter how loose the customs are towards ladies, the gentleman's style of dress is still very strict. The service staff who come and go serve the nobles attentively, but no one comes forward to disturb them without authorization.

One was that the duke had a reputation for being mean and reticent, and the other was that his female companion was too charming.

She was wearing a big straw hat, a light and close-fitting soft dress with a narrow waistline, curly brown hair, black eyes, and deep and graceful eyebrows. The fly in the ointment was that her figure was too flat and not plump enough.

The Duke's eyes flew and stopped like a bird, and inadvertently swept across the tip of his nose.

His tanned skin was sweating a little, the skin on his cheeks was reddened by the sun, and his mouth was slightly parted, revealing a few white teeth.

"Your Excellency, the world has surprised me so far."

He let out a sigh, the duke looked away, staggered his sight, and then thought slowly, Austin shook his cane, and responded in a low voice: "You should believe everything you see, there is no need to doubt, God created this The world has created different races and different cultures, and it must also formulate its order and rules, there will be no uncontrollable forces, and there will be no unchanging rules."

Andy smiled: "There will be no one who stays the same."

Austin was silent, and suddenly stopped, staring at Andy with emerald green eyes: "Are you leaving?"

Andy lowered his eyes, and suddenly felt hard to speak for a moment, but the words still poured out like running water, without leaving any room: "Austin, I should thank you, I am grateful for your care during this time, but I think maybe the current life is not enough. Not for me, I'm a selfish person, I don't want to do things that are too troublesome, I just want to go to Anne, I will find her, I'm sure, you will be a very powerful nobleman, I'm also sure, We are friends and will meet again in the future.”

He spoke lightly and quickly, without any sadness or regret, his black eyes were condensed with light, and his frankness and straightforwardness made people caught off guard.

The Duke was obviously frightened by these words, for a full three seconds, his face showed a blank blank state.

Andy was calm and relaxed, raised his hat, held his head up, and was not guilty at all.

This decision has gone through his deliberation in the past few days. The complex environment of Themis is not suitable for him to stay any longer. Giant dragons, magic, nobles, and things that escape the civilian world make him feel dangerous.

The Duke was as silent as a sculpture, his cold and pale cheeks trembled slightly, and it took a long time for Andy to see a little smile on his face.

It's fleeting and calm like him, but in fact Andy doesn't know what kind of character the current Duke is. Austin is steady, calm, taciturn, and has all the excellent noble qualities. The proud and annoying little nobleman in memory has become Mature and reliable.

Austin avoided Andy's gaze and hummed slightly.

In his ears were his brisk words: "We will meet again when we have a chance, really, I thought you would not be able to resist calling my name sooner or later, but I didn't expect that I would say it first, ha, this is really..."

you can't go.

The Duke shook his lips, and looked calm, but in fact his head was in a mess.

This state is really bad. If it was normal, Austin would let himself take a cold bath to calm down. This is irrational, and anything irrational is a defective product, including himself.

"Let's be friends, Austin."

He looked at Austin, but Austin's green eyes were obviously not thinking. He was fascinated by Andy's quivering eyelashes and rose red lips.

No one taught him how to love someone, he knew how to subvert evil plots without bloodshed, how to attack a veteran soldier, how to use words to make people feel uncomfortable, but he didn't know how to treat Andy.

Maybe he should be like an autocratic and powerful monarch, or like a poet with eloquence, or like a prodigal son trapped in love, he should express and confess, and pour out his feelings without any scruples.

But Austin is no one, he is neither eloquent nor brave enough to face failure, and even bears the death that may come at any time, so he can only stare blankly at Andy's brown curly hair, confirming that he is not A trace of nostalgia, and then severely cut off my delusions.

Everything three years ago urged him to study non-stop, and later it became a thread in his mind, beating him hard and guiding him in everything in life, even though Austin did not learn well at the beginning,

He must use all available conditions, be calm, and be rational. Everything in this world can be exchanged with chips. As long as he has the right to speak, he will always be the winner on the poker table.

He didn't take it seriously before, but it became logical in the next three years, but Andy is different. He is not a bargaining chip that can be forced and exchanged, nor is it an item that can be deprived of arbitrary calculations.

He can only stay, Austin knows that if he does, he will stay, and Andy is so good, he knows, but he still can't open his mouth.

Andy waited for a long time. When he thought the duke would stand like a petrified sculpture, the stubborn and silent man said, "The red dragon Hemba is coming to Themis tonight. Don't you want to see him?"

Andy looked indifferent: "I don't want to."

Duke: "He's going to fight another dragon, don't you want to see it?"

Andy: "...Are you serious?"