Luo Binhan and Ma Lin looked at each other, but neither one took the initiative to speak.
"Please don't be humble to each other." Soma Shastri advised, "This game is just for entertainment and has no intention of torture, so you two don't have to worry about any additional consequences of winning or losing. As people often say : The result doesn’t matter, the game is about participation.”
The two participants remained reserved and refused to speak. So Shasi dusted off the dust on his knees and said, "I reconsidered it. The weather has been very warm recently. Maybe I can eat enough with two hands..."
Marin immediately shouted: "You are as brilliant as the sun and the moon!"
"Not a bad start," Shas commented. He then turned to look at Luo Binhan.
Luo Binhan didn't want to play this game at all. I can't compliment Marin's character, but it's another thing to kill each other with him under the threat of evil forces. What's more, he also remembers what Marin's profession is, and no matter how he thinks about it, he has no advantage.
"You are blooming like a peach blossom." He said dryly when the tenth second was almost up.
Marin's face twitched suddenly, but Shasi probably thought it was okay. "I think the requirements can be relaxed for non-professionals," he said with a shrug.
Another ten seconds passed. Marin said: "The light of man and god is both in your dignity."
Now Luo Binhan started to feel a little embarrassed. He had been sparring with Jing Huang for so long that he could hardly remember how to say normal good things.
"You are so handsome." He barely managed to stop at the ninth second.
Shasu shook his head, as if thinking about whether the word "tragic" could be regarded as a compliment. In the end he said nothing, perhaps hoping the game would last longer.
"The left eye contains the passion of summer, and the right eye contains the quiet beauty of winter night." Marin said quickly at the eighth second.
"The body is majestic, the appearance is majestic, the eyes are like stars, the eyebrows are curved..."
Luo Binhan stared at Shasi's face and immediately changed his words: "A mouth as red as paint."
"There's progress," Shas said with friendly encouragement.
The game went on for more than ten rounds. In this passionate competition, Luo Binhan quickly recalled all the literary works he had read. He began to thank compulsory education, the Ministry of Education for specifying extracurricular readings, the Chinese teacher who gave him reading notes every day when he was in a private high school, and Zhou Yu who repeatedly highlighted wonderful passages for him to excerpt.
When they reached one hundred rounds, Shasi couldn't help but applaud enthusiastically, and Milo also shouted and laughed. The two lizard demons stared at them blankly, tongues hanging out. It seems that they have never seen such a tit-for-tat top-notch matchup before.
Luo Binhan and Ma Lin were both panting and sweating. They deliberately spoke in the last few seconds of each round, and even then they were almost emptying their stomachs. What particularly frightens Luo Binhan is that he can't remember the previous rounds - what did Marin say? What did he say himself? Was his next sentence repeated?
"You are the darling of the Flower God," Marin said weakly, "a garden of red and white roses is blooming..."
"——Hey, is this repeated?"
Milo suddenly smiled and said: "Didn't I already use flowers as an analogy before?"
Marin was startled and immediately argued excitedly about the difference in imagery between peach blossoms and roses, as well as the obvious difference in symbolic accuracy between a simple "flower blooming" and "two flowers blooming together".
He talked incessantly, and it was inevitable that he was stalling for time. Luo Binhan also took advantage of this opportunity to catch his breath and regain consciousness, working his head desperately.
The SARS game is obviously not going to last long, and even a lucky win is nothing to be happy about. Due to his family background, Luo Binhan actually has some experience with this language trick - "Pretty Face" never guarantees that the winner will get out alive.
He and Marin are at best a matter of priority.
Marin kept talking and stared at him with blood-red eyes, as if urging him to come up with a way to escape as soon as possible. Luo Binhan couldn't help but feel ashamed, because Marin's trust was probably based on the completely wrong perception that "he was a long-experienced interstellar pirate."
A shadow passed through the corner of his eye like light smoke.
Luo Binhan blinked his eyes, and when he opened them again, he found something on Shasi's right shoulder. It is the same color as the dim surroundings and is almost indistinguishable at first glance.
It was the ghostly paralytic lizard that once climbed onto his back. At this moment, it was lying on Shasi's shoulder, sticking out its tongue at the two of them. Shasi stretched out his hand and scratched its chin, causing it to flap its tail happily.
"Fina," Shasi called softly, "where did you run just now?"
Luo Binhan was really shocked for a while. He never thought that the lizard was female. Immediately afterwards, he stopped thinking about this and instead used his eyes to communicate with it wholeheartedly, reminding the other party that the fragrance of domestication should not be taken in vain.
Fina felt nothing about his burning gaze. It was devoted to Shasi, tapping the latter's neck gently with its paws.
Luo Binhan became at a loss again. He did remember Momolo saying that the incense of domestication needs to be used in conjunction with corresponding training. Now it seems that Shasi and Fina are more in love than each other, and there is no room for him to interfere.
Marin's defensive words have become repetitive and long-winded, strongly revealing his attempt to delay time. Somashasthya yawned and stood up from his chair.
"I think it's almost time to call it a day." He said, "There's no need to waste your efforts, Marin. You're doomed today anyway, so why worry about a game. I'm a little hungry now, and Fina must be willing to drink some fresh drinks... …”
Luo Binhan stared at Sha Si's shoulder. He was almost despairing, but he always felt that Fina looked a little strange.
The lizard swung its tail, and its slender shadow fell on Shasi's shoulder. The color is like ink smearing, getting darker and darker with the swaying movements.
Shasi pulled out a gleaming dagger from his waist.
"This knife is sharper than teeth." He said to Marin, "It will save you some pain."
He walked towards Marin, and the moment he raised his knife, the shadow suddenly expanded.
One tentacle tightly wrapped around Shasi's neck like a wildly growing vine, and the other extended to his back, standing upright, twisting, and turning, and opened his blood-red eyes like slits.
A dark wind blew in the closed room, and the ghostly Bendis appeared there. One of its pointed feet melted into the ground and connected with the black shadow wrapped around Shas's neck.
The two lizard demons hissed angrily.
Bendis let go of his hands and a black card fell to the ground. Its arms immediately began to grow wildly, lifting the two lizard demons into the air. There are ghosts and shadows in the room, and red lotus flowers are swaying seductively among the rust stains.
"Hand over the child," it said in a low voice.
Shasi slowly turned his face under the restraint and faced it head-on.
"Ah, Nightmare," he said, "how admirable loyalty. You found yourself here hiding in Fina's shadow..."
The shadow wrapped around his neck tightened rapidly, leaving him speechless. Bendis repeated: "Hand over the kid."
Shasi forced out a ferocious smile. It wasn't out of anger or intimidation, but an almost sympathetic mockery. Then the shadow that was holding him loosened little by little. The air turned into an invisible iron barrier, isolating the black shadow from his throat.
Milo, who was standing a little further away, began to sigh again.
He said with a troubled smile: "Can I ask how you found out?"
Bendis turned to look at him, and Yin Feng began to scream in the room.
"She is a believer of the Silent School." It said, "Her thinking is different from ordinary people, and the logic of the White Tower magic is incomprehensible to her. The lizard demons are not looking for her for the apprenticeship agreement."
"Haha, someone like you, the ancient law, actually knows so much about the White Tower... No, you were still confused for a while at the beginning, right? Otherwise, you would have attacked me. It's not so much a conclusion drawn from thinking. I was guided here by intuition. This is really..."
Milo kept smiling, smiling, and then nodded and said: "It's really a pity. I originally wanted to let you live."
He raised his palm, and Nightmare's limbs were instantly torn apart.
