Violet and the Thorn Bird

Chapter 13 From the North End

"The last Jodont." Fanny held the rein in one hand and watched the knights retreat. "He is really lucky."

"Borg always shows mercy to knights." Gray slid off his horse and kicked the panicked horse. "It's the first time I've seen Zordont alive."

Sig fell to his knees, sweating profusely, and the armor seemed to be his steamer.When Borg rubbed shoulders with him, the heat wave dissipated like mist, and the frightening aura disappeared.Sig didn't dare look up, but he couldn't take his eyes off Borg's scabbard.

It was the scabbard burning in flames.

It is rumored that the long sword that killed the demon king is the strongest blade of human beings. It was once blessed by the elves and the pope in the hands of Xia Ge, and it was sealed with the mark of Vulcan in the temple.However, it was finally inserted between the holy stones by Borg himself, and it has been sealed in dust since then. Since then, the light has disappeared and it has been covered in the stone.

Seeger's chest was jumping rapidly. He didn't lie. He was indeed influenced by Borg when he embarked on the road of knighthood.He once saw Borg being sealed with a sword on the temple, that day the armor of the paladin was solemn and bright, Borg's blond hair was extremely dazzling in the light of the temple, and the whole Saint Foss was watching him... Sig still doesn't understand Borg How to become a wanted criminal.

Borg approached Gal. "You don't look well."

"It doesn't look, it's really bad." Gal leaned against the gate, feeling the pain in his back. He said, "Are you done bro? Please turn around and lift your cub, it's been hanging on the side for a long time Yes. My poor Belle, does he have a fever? And he keeps hiccupping. I'm sorry I failed to induce vomiting, the ball is still in his belly. Oh no, don't touch me Borg, you are too hot! Damn you still have fire..."

Borg picked him up directly from the bottom and threw him on his shoulders like a load, causing Gal to groan.Gal leaned on his shoulders and touched his back, "It's gone, your heat is gone. It's funny, An Keli still kept this move. What is that, Vulcan mark? I hate burning, let me Reminds me of my left eye at night."

"Yeah, I hate it." The toe of the Borg shoe pushed Randolph out of the way, "The person who occupies my palm every day and sleeps until he rolls around hates the night, maybe you want to say you hate me?"

"How could I hate you honey," Gal said, "I'd love you more if you could put me on your back."

"Your love is already on my hands, wipe your blood." Borg said, "I will carry you carefully."

"It can't be my fault." Gal twitched the tip of his nose, feeling like he was going to have a nosebleed. "The human body is too fragile. I wonder if Xia Ge is really human? When he fought with Sean, he was not at all Crisp. Borg, continue to show your kindness, I'm going to throw up after carrying it like this."

"If you don't mind spitting in the cub's mouth." Borg threw Belle into Gall's hands, "then spit as much as you want."

Gal said: "...this is your cub, you are not a good father!"

Fanny had already driven the unicorn away from the original horse path, and the mercenary group attacked from both sides, keeping the unicorn in a straight line and running into the depths of the wilderness.The knights couldn't do what they wanted, and Sig could only watch Borg's horse go away.

"Today is my dispute with the Greens," Borg said. "Heloise, I hope our friendship will last forever."

"You robbed the king's unicorn in front of my eyes." Heloise stood up with the spear, "but you want to be friends with me again."

"Salute to friendship." Borg said, "Although I was disappointed by your mercy today, I am touched by your tolerance. Liao and the Lake family will always be friends, Heloise, I am willing to share today's friendship with my friends." hapiness."

"Generous guy." Heloise laughed, and the daffodils bloomed on her left temple again. She said, "This is more generous than the tolls given by the king. Alright friends, as a reward, I will count down to three times."

"Goodbye." Borg's horse broke into a gallop.

"What do you mean?" Gal lay on his back half dead, "I'm curious why the Valkyrie counts down to three times?"

"Three." The Valkyrie's spear was quickly covered with frost.

"I don't feel good." Gal hugged Borg tightly, "Is this a horse race?"

"Two." The Valkyrie's long skirt swirled, and countless icicles condensed and spun high behind her, ready to go.

"Cover your ears." Borg's horse neighed and galloped forward.

The wind from the frozen lake blew violently, and countless ice edges moved at the same time when the spear was thrown straight out.The sharp shuttle sound was like sharp arrows, Ma Ming was buried in the tearing wind, countless ice edges smashed forcefully, a series of "bang bang bang" almost hit the side of the horse, they grazed the top of the head, and even sent hair flying , Let the cold feeling go straight to the whole body.

Gray screamed strangely in the distance, looking at this side excitedly.

Bing Leng seemed to be chasing after the horse, and hit the ground deeply against the horse's hoof. The spear rushed towards Gal's ears with frost.Borg reined in his horse suddenly, and the spear was nailed straight in front of the horse's hoof, only a second away!The ice edges at an astonishing speed had already covered the ground they ran over, and Gal, who rode his horse amidst the sharp ice edges falling all over the sky, let out a long sigh of relief.

"Again!" Gal yelled, "This is so cool!"

"Today's game is over." Borg turned around to catch up with the mercenary, "Or you can run back and ask her to do a solo one again."

"As much as I would like to," Gal said, "but obviously I'm going to die now, the human body just can't let me have fun." Gal said, resting his head on the Borg's shoulder, "This body is so vulnerable ...I'm afraid I'm going to sleep on my stomach tonight."

Gal fell asleep, literally passed out, before returning home.He was indeed badly injured in the back, and almost rolled off when the horse was jolting, Borg tied his belt and brought him back.

"I saw him run into it." Gray watched as Borg dismounted, "but I think he can dodge... Maybe he wants to test how tough he is?"

"It's crazy." Fanny asked for a glass of water at the rattan terrace, "He also jumped off the huge wall and almost fell into a patty."

"Better pate," Gray said. "Would you stop talking about meatloaf? I'd like some meatloaf for dinner. How about unicorn meatloaf? They look robust, and I reckon the meat must be good."

"It's really good." Borg picked up Gal, "One thousand gold coins counts as one."

Gray shook his beard immediately, and said quickly, "Then I'll still eat chicken!"

"Need a doctor, Borg?" Fanny said. "Darren should be home. You might want him to see you too."

"No need." Borg took Gal up the stairs.

"You know he doesn't like doctors," Gray said. "You want him to see a doctor."

"Gal looks like he's dying." Fanny drank the water, "and Borg's imprint is incomplete, he needs a doctor to check him now, who can guarantee that Vulcan will always be friendly to him? Once the imprint is out of control, he may die dreaming."

"Don't say such horrible things," Gray grumbled. "You're giving me the creeps."

"Aha." Fanny said, "Then you need to prepare the nightmare dwarves in advance, I'm not kidding. The mark of Vulcan is only half away from the fire, and the temple has never let down its vigilance towards Borg. I suspect that the pope is sealing the mark I moved my hands and feet from time to time." She sat on the wicker chair, kicked off her pinched shoes, and her seaweed-like red hair was all over her body, and she said, "Think about it, if one day Borg was stripped of his imprint in a dream , then you and I will become the real prey of the kingdom."

"Oh." Gray said loudly, "I see, don't talk about Fanny, Borg said he will find a way, at worst, we'll go grab it back and burn it in the fire, it's his in the first place."

"I hope." Fanny shrugged and ordered another salad.

Half of Gal's wet back was bloody, and Borg undressed him.

"I hope you didn't call the doctor," Gal murmured into his pillow.

"I'm looking forward to the doctor's expression when he sees this situation." Borg raised his hand, sliding his fingertips along Gal's bare back, "They are healing."

"This is your secret." Gal tilted his head, his black hair lying on the pillow half covered his eyes, he smiled in the dark, like a mesmerizing elk, the natural innocence is the best deception.

"Your eyes are like the Holy Fountain of St. Firth," Borg leaned over, and the shadows covered Gal, and he rubbed his thumb on the side of Gal's left eye, "clean and beautiful, deceiving. We can have many secrets, such as your left eye , like healing now. But I need more truth."

"Your eyes seem to be looking at your own property." Gall said sharply, "Borg, we can exchange, but you don't want to conquer."

"You sound better when you call me dear." Borg's finger didn't leave, his caress was warm and dangerous, "I want to hear something else from you."

"It does sound good when I call you," Gal said, "but I'm sure it sounds good when I make you call it."

"Threats are useless." Borg bowed his head, breathing clearly on Gal's ears through his messy hair, "Hunter Gall, hunter from the north. Randolph picked you up in the Magic Forest, and you abandoned him halfway Randolph, arrived at Ice Lake City on horseback. Onions don't have your certification, you don't exist on any list of adventurers. You waited for us in the tavern, stealing Gray's gold coins on purpose, you've seen me, in the wilderness, maybe still more A long time ago. You stayed by my side, with the Vulcan shackles in your left eye, and entered my team without leaving any room." Borg swept his black hair, "You are not from Randolph, you may be from the temple, Maybe it's Violet, no matter who you are, your purpose is clear. You were looking for something, and you found me first."

"I'm a free man." Gall breathed lightly uneasily. The Borg at this moment was too dangerous, as if he would suddenly bite his throat, "I'm really looking for something... We said it before. Fellow Violet, I am but one."

"But you're not like a human being." Borg's eyes fell on Gal's back again, and the scar gradually became lighter during the conversation.Gall was still bleeding when they returned, and now his back was smooth to the touch.

"But I'm human," Gal said, "...can you send your hand up my friend? I don't want you to touch it, it's nothing to touch! Stop Borg! You should touch you in the mirror my own!"

"Unfortunately I have no interest in my body," Borg asked. "What are you looking for?"

"My love." Gal grabbed Borg's palm with his backhand, "My dear Borg, I am very interested in your body, if you don't mind, let's change the position and let me touch it like this? Don't say no! Sharing pleasure is a matter of course, it doesn't matter, I am happy, come on, lie down, and let you taste this feeling!"

The two of them were next to each other and suddenly twisted into the quilt room.Borg felt like his wrists were going to break, and Gal was almost unable to roll over with his knees on his lower back.

"Listen," Gray said habitually, "they have to do this every night, it's so loud, I want to move!"

While talking, the rattan room knocked over the tables and stools, and the wide bed creaked.

"Slutty nightlife." Fanny turned a page of the book, "They are so noisy that I can't read it anymore!"