Violet and the Thorn Bird

Chapter 32 Brothers Reunion

Tabor sat down on the soft chair, his sitting posture was correct, his hair was neatly arranged, and even the pattern of the cuff buttons was turned exactly the same.Meticulousness is his label, and he rarely smiles, but unlike Dr. Darren's facial paralysis, Taber is a man who engraves "rigor" into his bones.

Borg thought maliciously.

This guy might have to keep a certain time when making love.

"His sword didn't leave his body." Gal took a full view of Tabor by sitting on Borg. "He is so vigilant when he visits a brothel. He won't let his sword leave him when he sleeps, right? His aura is very strong." Well, I saw his sword, this sword looks familiar... Don't tell me your brother has inherited the mark of the God of Dawn. That is a troublesome guy, a full-fledged militant, his sword and his Just as fierce."

"Your eyes are blindfolded," Borg said. "Where did you see that?"

"I have two pairs of eyes." Gal expressed a little satisfaction, "It is only the human body that is locked by the Vulcan curse. I just got my real eyes back not long ago. Don't worry dear, I never used them to peek at night You take a shower because it's still unstable and tries to escape...why are you touching my butt?"

"Make sure your tail isn't showing." Borg leaned on the cushion, "You look like you're about to flick your tail. That's right, he's wearing the mark of the God of Dawn, the mark that Feige found for him, Richard Druid gave him the Dawnblade again."

"You fought him," Gall said. "How was it?"

"Great," Borg said.

"No, I guess it must be uncomfortable." Gall said, "Our baby Borg has the mark of Vulcan, and Vulcan and the God of Dawn once robbed the God of Light in this world. They fought fiercely and lost both. Therefore, everything left by Vulcan will be repelled by him. Just a little closer will breed the idea of ​​a duel. You and him are incompatible, and the mood will not be too good in the process. Xia Ge should prevent this from happening, but You don’t look like obedient sons.”

"Good baby can't survive." Borg tilted his head slightly, "This place is full of cannibals."

"I've seen him," Gal said. "I'd say you're definitely more handsome than him, but he's got good taste."

"Body odor," Borg said. "You'd better think of your words before you compliment another man."

"Your sentence can be translated as 'It's best not to praise other men in front of you'." Gal wrinkled the tip of his nose slightly, "This is not good, lovers also need freedom, let alone we are not lovers."

"Because I'm not a lover, I don't need to abide by the rules of a lover." Borg said, "I am monopolizing you, and no one can participate in this. My prey belongs to me only, even if he doesn't have this awareness yet."

"Oh..." Gall sighed, "You paranoid, you can consider chaining me, so that I can't leave you anytime, anywhere, whether it's body or mind."

"Good idea," Borg said, "I'll do it when necessary."

"I was just joking." Gall said immediately.

"Very good." Borg patted the back of Gal's head encouragingly, "I laughed."

"..." Gal pinched the back of his neck angrily.

"You're humiliating Zodent Seeger here." Taber would stop at the same line every time he poured the wine, "You shouldn't do that. It's very rude to humiliate the heir of an ancient family. If necessary, I will Allows you to relearn etiquette from now on."

"I didn't humiliate him." Fitch quibbled, "I just came to the brothel. As his brother-in-law, I brought him to the brothel out of love. Jodont can't even afford to eat now, I guarantee him Never enjoyed it here. But he acts like an idiot, shouting 'don't touch me', same as the old Borg. Maybe they both have touch aversion, or mental cleanliness? I want to fix him, But he didn't appreciate it."

"What did I hear." Gal and Borg bit their ears, "You liar, you just told me that you are a regular visitor here."

"Then do you want to punish me?" Borg's lips curled up slightly, "You can do it now."

"Your sophistry sounds like you're dealing with a fool." Tabor drank his wine, his narrow and long eyes were extremely beautiful, and he glanced at Fitch, "Marriage can't make you more responsible."

"I'm telling the truth." Fitch said embarrassingly, "You are always so strict with me. Even if I humiliate him, it doesn't matter. Zordont has been stripped of the family badge, and human beings no longer need the so-called 'Shields', they've been knocked out."

"He's still a knight," Tabor said. "You should give him the respect he deserves."

"A knight? He's not, brother. You received the news last week that he has been expelled from the Holy Knight Order. He is no longer a knight." Fitch smiled, "Of course I sympathize with him, but who told him Offended Randolph? The Green people will never forget a little grudge, and His Majesty is willing to pay for Randolph."

"As long as he doesn't break his oath, he's still a knight." Tabor glanced at Fitch again, "Recently, you didn't go to the fencing field to report on time, it seems that you spent all your time researching other people's gossip. I wish the king would have a gossip quiz and I'm sure you'll bring home the No.1 trophy for your mom."

"...Sorry." Fitch swallowed his saliva under his gaze, "I won't discuss other people's scandals anymore, I promise, big brother."

"Your promise." Taber flipped his hand and poured half a glass of wine into the tray beside him, "It's worthless. Change the wine, don't deceive me with inferior goods, you only have one chance, understand?"

Fitch immediately asked the maid to change the wine, and he fidgeted on the soft chair.

"Am I really going to leave Violet and go to St. Forth?" Fitch hesitated to speak.

"You married Jodont." Taber still didn't loosen the collar button after drinking many drinks. "Until Sieg is completely independent, you must take on the continuation of Jodont, which includes feeding everyone."

"But my brothel is here." Fitch said, "Randolph is willing to associate with me, the main reason is that there is no snake man business in the West End, we are the only one, and the high profits make him willing to provide me with snake man. But I can’t continue this business after I go to St. Vers, it’s his territory, and he won’t allow me to share the profits.”

"That's your business." Taber's hair fell a few strands, which made him finally look a little relaxed, "Do you need me to teach you how to do it? You are already married, and the woman who supports you does not need Accompanied by brother."

"He's tough," Gal said, "but he seems like a nice brother. Does he do the same to you?"

"You'll regret that comment." Borg smiled sarcastically. "Tuber was never big brother material."

"Then when can I come back?" Fitch continued. "I have to come home. This is my home. Can't we let Sig stay here? I can support them here too."

"Do you think he will accept?" Taboro mocked, "Knights don't accept handouts."

"Then what the hell should I do?" Fitch raised his voice slightly. "Brother, this is too difficult. I can't give him money and have to support him. Do I have to consider his poor self-esteem when I make money? If he He really has a bit of dignity, so he should support himself. How about letting him go to Ice Lake City? There are so many people with dreams there, maybe he can find his best friend in life, and live happily ever after. What happened to Siri is a headache."

"That's all your business." Tabor raised his index finger, "Don't complain to me again, I've heard enough. Now, do what you want to do, get out of my sight, and when I get home It's best to take care of your wife's emotions before. I don't want to hear 'Stoke's men are not good' on the first day of the wedding, understand?"

Fitch got up quickly and left without hesitation.A few minutes after he left, a girl with a pretty face and a gentle temperament came to Tabor's side.Tabor didn't speak to her, and she quietly poured him a drink.

The golden bell on the snake man's tail rang softly. No one would be so stupid as to wanton fornication when Tabor sat here.They are all nestled in the cushions, laughing in low voices with the person they like. Compared with the debauchery outside, the atmosphere here is sweeter and more intoxicating.

"Are we going to stay like this until the day?" Gal said. "When is he leaving."

"Before dawn," Borg said, "he's never here for real. You can have him here as a relaxation."

"It's not easy to do during the day," Gall said. "There's no way the snake people get out of here during the day, because they're too conspicuous. Maybe we should wait until tomorrow."

"Do you think we are sitting here, less than 50 meters away from him, and he can let us wait until tomorrow?" Borg pressed Gall's back again, letting him approach, "You have to endure the burning tonight."

"Sounds like you guys have an appointment," Gal said. "So everyone's been playing blind? Hey, so you've been kissing me for so long!"

"Because I need you—" Borg laughed. "Kiss as a blessing. Don't be so mean."

"Your love words make me sick to my stomach." Tabor put down his glass, "I think you have rested, it's time to get up and exercise, Borg."

"You can finish the drink." Borg and Tabor turned back to each other. "This is the last chance."

"Stray dogs are always thrifty," Tabor said.

"He can't hear anything." Borg pinched the tip of Gal's ear, lowered his voice and laughed muffledly, "Don't be deceived by his swearing, except for what I want him to hear, he's like a deaf man."

"I can beat him for you," Gall said.

"Thanks." Borg nudged Gall away. "I'd rather break his legs myself. Tabor, I've missed them for a long time."

"Hurry up and take it." Tabor pushed the sword out of the scabbard with his thumb, "if you can."

The bell rang hastily.

The sharp sword glow and Borg's flame waves collided suddenly, and the cushions flew in all directions.Gal blocked his eyes, and the scorching heat hit him instantly.

Tabor and Borg shot at the same time.