Violet and the Thorn Bird

Chapter 9 Crusade against the Demon King

"They slept together last night." Gray looked refreshed after a day and night of rest, his beard neatly tied into a beautiful braid.He spread jam on the bread. "There was a lot of movement. I think we might need to look up at the Borg from a new angle. I swear, Borg is the one who was pushed down."

"This is really shocking." Fanny poured milk for herself, and took a few sips while disliking the taste of milk, "How do you know that Borg is underneath? I really can't imagine him lying down obediently."

"I can't help myself." Gray said very understandingly, "That kid is very strong, you have seen that he can break Borg's fingers."

"No, no, I still can't believe it." Fanny said, "Although they slept, this also makes me unbelievable. I thought Borg would be a bachelor all his life, after all, he has no interest in men and women."

"The muse in life always comes later." Gray ate a thick stack of bread in one bite. "Like me, I'm still looking for it."

While they were chatting, Borg's door opened.Gal changed into new clothes, to be more precise, changed into Borg's new clothes, and the robes were all on the floor.He wrapped a pocket around his chest, with the cub in it, and while he was holding the robe, he dragged down with his long sleeves rolled up.

"Is there nothing I can wear! His clothes are too big! Well, he is so much taller than me after all. Hey, good morning, dwarves and women." Gal pulled the bottle from his waist and spoke to the baby behind the wooden vine. The human chef said, "First some milk, goat's milk is the best. Not too hot, Borg says it can't drink too hot milk. Then some... oh, bread for the dwarves, it looks good."

"I'm not called a woman." Fanny pushed the empty cup away with her little finger, and mixed a plate of green with a fork, "Fanny, call me Fanny, thank you."

"I'm not called a dwarf either." Gray pushed aside for Gal to sit down.With his legs dangling in the air, he blew on his beard, "Although I am indeed a dwarf, my name is Gray, Longman Gray."

"Longman dwarves." Gal hugged the cub, "I know, I know Langman dwarves very well... Your uncle or uncle once chopped off the wings of the demon king with the giant spirit axe, I know very well."

"That's my father." Gray continued to spread jam on a stack of bread, "Yes, yes, he cut off the wings of the devil and brought it back to the deep forest, we have been using it as a rain cloth, It's pretty useful."

"Raincloth!" Gal raised his voice, "You guys are so wasteful, these wings are so cool, they are not even afraid of lightning and flames, and you just use it as a raincloth? Well, it has nothing to do with me anyway... just Disgusting! Listen dwarves, go back and tell your father to return them to the devil when he can't use them!"

"Give it back to whom, the devil?" Gray ate the bread a few bites, puffed his cheeks and said, "Are you kidding, the devil is dead long ago. It was Borg's father who did it, and even his heart was taken to St. Si, the Demon King is long dead."

"I don't like this topic." Gal took the hot goat milk and fed it to the cubs, "I always get excited about this topic, I should talk about something else. You've always lived here? It's cool here, dwarves Once again a miracle was created.”

"Of course we live here, this is home." Gray suppressed his hiccup while drinking juice, "The dwarves are the hands of the gods, this sentence is true. But this lair is not the sole credit of the dwarves, its original intention comes from Uberg."

"I suggest you talk about something else." Fanny interrupted, "Please be careful, he's looking for news."

"Are you looking for news?" Gray looked at Gall indifferently, "You have slept with Borg, and you are one of us now."

"We slept," Gal said, "but it was just a bed. He helped me a lot last night, and he didn't want to, but it didn't matter, I held him down."

Gray felt he shouldn't have listened, because Borg would kill to silence him.But his eyes widened, and he couldn't restrain himself from asking, "You held him down?"

"Pressed his shoulders and rode on him." Gal imitated Gray and spread butter on the bread. "He has a good figure, and his waist is very tactile. Of course I didn't touch it on purpose, but in that case You know, I'm a man, and I'm surprised...he's strong. Even he didn't want to, and he wasn't too happy this morning, but that's all right, I'll accommodate him."

"God Ankler." Gray said as if wandering, "Fanny, hearing this news before I die is enough for me to go to hell and laugh until the end of the world. Did you hear that? He rode the Borg, and Touched Borg!"

"I think we should get out of here," Fanny said. "I don't want to die yet."

"He's so beautiful." Gal ate the bread, "I'm serious. He's like an oversight by the creator. He's even more beautiful than the curly-haired banshee on the cliff. It's just that he has a bad temper. Forget me. Will be tolerant, good-looking people should always enjoy privileges."

"What do you plan to do in the future?" Gray lay on the side, "Borg will not let you go."

"I didn't want to let him go." Gal licked the jam on his fingertips with his tongue, and his green eyes narrowed slightly. "He has magical effects... I won't kill him, I need him, I want him!"

The door was kicked open again, and Borg buttoned up his shirt, visibly unhappy going down the steps.When he was standing by the wooden rattan cabinet, Gray consciously moved away.

"A glass of wine," said Berger, "a fish."

"You should have some bread," Gal said. "You need strength."

"Yeah, physical strength." Borg sat down beside him, his complexion unwell, "I still need sleep."

"I'll hold myself back tonight," Gal assured. "I swear."

"Compared to your worthless oath, we should talk." Borg took the drink, and his cuff rolled up to reveal a scar on the wrist bone, "Your left eye."

"I don't know." Gal pinched the bread, "I don't know...I never knew the left eye would burn. Don't look at me like that, I really don't know. Who would be so bored as to curse someone's left eye? What's the point? It's like a shackle."

"The temple is the inheritance of God Ankhre." Borg looked sideways, "The mark of the flame is in your left eye, and it burns in the darkness. This is not an ordinary wizard's curse, even a bishop may not have this strength. I hope my baby You can tell the truth, otherwise you should taste the taste of burning for a night tonight."

"Don't be such a Borg," Gal said, "I need you, we can't be apart, especially at night."

"Then tell the truth." Borg drank, "Hurry up."

"...Okay." Gal patted the puffy cub's head and clasped his hands on the counter, which contrasted with his immature appearance, which seemed strange, "Actually, I have offended big people, probably like you Daddy's big man. I hid it for a long time and only recently showed up. I don't know what's in the left eye. It didn't show any signs before. Last night was the first time. But I promise you, I never Dreaming of things beyond myself, my memories come from myself, I only dream of my own things. I don't quite understand what the curse locked in the left eye does, I don't even quite understand what it means." He said very discouraged, "I am not a dangerous person, my dream is to save the world."

"It's already dangerous." Borg touched his milk glass. "The world is afraid of being saved, and the hero is always alone."

"I know loneliness." Gal drank the milk, and immediately stretched his brows, "What is this? The taste is really good, smooth and mellow, much better than beer."

"Milk." Borg held the cup and looked at him casually. "You have too many problems. You are more like a snake than a human."

There was a pause of a few seconds between the two, and Gal coughed, finished the milk, and said, "Okay, I confess to you, I am actually a son of the forest. The forest raised me, and I am brothers to the snake man, although we have never Never admitted it."

"So you watched your brother get burned by Randolph." Borg smiled ambiguously, "Here's to your sincere brotherhood."

"No, I didn't." Gal said sternly, "I didn't. I protected my brother when I could. When Randolph enslaved the Snakeman, for God's sake, I wasn't awake. The naked knight would Pay the price, but not now." He was a little annoyed, "Damn it...he's still looking for Ent Tears."

"Tears that represent life," Borg said. "Randolph is crazy. He thought he would find the little king of tree tears and give him a baby. But he dare not even touch the king's ass. You are looking for it too ?”

"Yes." Garr said, "The tears of the tree people give birth to life, it can regenerate the forest, and it can make the snake people thrive."

"Bless you." Borg said lightly, "Before that, you have to find a way to escape from me."

"I won't run away from you." Gal said calmly, "I need you. Can't we find it together? I'm still looking for something else... Believe me, Borg, when you find it all, you will be rewarded accordingly , I mean unbeatable reward."

"Unfortunately, I never accept the task I was given." Borg pushed away the cup and stood up, "Nor accept the entrustment of the thieves."

The great wizard has a staff, and he is dressed in a white robe with patterns of flames embroidered on the corners.He overlooked Ice Lake City, calm, as if nothing could escape his eyes.

"You said that the tree man's tears were stolen by thieves." The great wizard turned back, "That's false."

"God Ankler." Randolph held his sword and said, "I swear in the name of the knight, I am not lying."

"I understand that what the knight said is not false." The great wizard's robe was full of the wind of the wilderness, "I mean, the gem is fake." He opened his arms, and the wind on the huge wall danced along with him. Mobilize the wind to draw a huge virtual scene in the clouds.

"The snake man in the Wanzhi Forest is on the west, and the banshee on the farewell cliff is on the east. They guard the entrance of the Lost Canyon together, and they are the strongest force under the command of the Demon King. The Demon King lost his heart on the cliff of the Lost Canyon and was burned by fire. The forest wailed, and the snake man trembled in the forest. Glenn was the brother of the devil. He bowed his head at the left hand of the devil. The "peeping eye" can no longer see the whereabouts of the tree man's tears. The temple believes that it has been used by the snake man for other purposes. Tears bless life and make life multiply continuously. It also has another function. The temple guesses that it is to reshape life —The Snakeman used it to awaken the Demon Lord."

"It's impossible." Randolph opened his eyes wide. "The devil's heart was dug out by the fire, and it is still in the palace. No one can survive without the heart."

"No matter what, the temple will issue a crusade order." The great wizard's staff tapped the ground lightly, and all the scenes in the sky immediately disappeared, "Please ask the knights and the army to restart the highest reward. The name of the mission is to crusade against the abyss demon king."

"We have lost the warrior Xia Ge." The great wizard said sadly, "The destruction of human beings is just at the moment of the devil's thought. In order to protect the human race, we must kill the devil in the nascent stage of awakening."