There is a wide and flat road from Solidan Farm to Agamand Manor in the northwest.
Although the snow made the road muddy, it was said that it would lead us to our destination quickly.
When the white-haired Khadgar told us this, I saw the corners of Ricky's mouth stiffen.
Um?
*
Khadgar seemed to have given us something incredible, the constantly rotating spherical magic weapon called the Heart of Redemption, which allowed me to regain my voice the next night, and my head was no longer so... It hurts.
This allowed me to take a good look at the carriage.
It can simply be described as magnificent.
Countless tiny magic lights are embedded in the solid wood of the car roof, which shine like stars at night.
The heating array is carved like a decorative painting, curved and smooth, and it is almost silent.
The floor was covered with whole pieces of fox fur, which were snow-white, soft, and extremely luxurious.
The person riding with me was Sally.
The delicate young lady has been sitting in the innermost part of the carriage, either flipping through the book in her hand or sewing a few stitches on the red skirt I changed into.
"...You are not allowed to wear my skirt anymore!" That was the first thing she said to me after seeing the skirt. At that time, her eyes turned red, her mouth curled up, and she was so aggrieved that she was about to cry.
I didn't want to make her cry at all now, and I didn't have the strength to argue with her, so I simply closed my eyes and slumped in the soft fur, falling asleep.
*
It was a low voice that woke me up from my half-asleep state.
"...Let me take care of her, Miss Rubio."
I opened my eyes slightly.
I saw the door of the carriage was fully opened, and the morning sunlight shone on the man, making his light-colored hair shine with soft golden light.
Darien?
The carriage vibrated slightly, Sally jumped out cautiously, and he jumped up, bringing with him a reassuring scent of pine nuts.
Just as the door was about to close, Sally suddenly poked her head in, her tone a little defensive, "Young Master Mograine, you can't..."
"Huh? Oh...I'm not that kind of person."
"Um?"
"You have my word, ma'am."
Snapped--
The door closed gently, and suddenly, a wind brought out by the collision of coldness and warmth brushed my eyelashes, making me move my head subconsciously.
At this moment, I suddenly discovered that I could actually move slightly!
Dallion came closer carefully and saw me looking at him. He was stunned and smiled incredulously, "Messiah?"
I don't like talking to him like this. The last time I did this, he took the opportunity to rub my hair into a mess. So, I stretched my arms hard, but I found that under the pressure of the blanket, my hands couldn't move!
This immediately annoyed me.
The boy immediately put down the thick book in his hand, put his arm around my shoulders, and let me lean on the soft pillows stacked behind him.
That action inevitably pulled the wound on my neck, which made my eyes sore.
"Oh... I'm sorry!" He said nervously, subconsciously lifting my hair, and immediately, his hot breath sprayed on my wound. That feeling suddenly reminded me of the severe pain of being bitten by him, and the imaginary pain made me feel like I was in an ice cellar!
The hair all over my body seemed to stand on end. I leaned back as if I was electrocuted and shouted, "Go away!"
That sentence made us all stunned.
Dallion's face suddenly turned pale, and he immediately retreated to the edge of the carriage. "...Sorry...Messiah..." he told me repeatedly in panic.
oh……
"We're off!" Todd shouted outside the carriage.
sand--
The carriage shook slightly and began to move forward.
It was very bright. The bright light shone in from outside the narrow window pane and shone on his face, making him squint his eyes.
Compared with three days ago, he was indeed much better. There were no black spots on his white linen shirt, and there was no strange smell on his body.
In addition, his soft hair hung neatly on his shoulders, and his cheeks were neatly repaired. Although he was haggard, he seemed to be in good spirits.
If it were before, he would always rack his brains to talk to me like this, but now, he has been staring at me cautiously, or to be more precise, he has been staring at the injury on my neck, hesitant to speak. end.
I suddenly felt a little guilty.
He must still be blaming himself for what happened in the canyon, and my actions just now will undoubtedly make him feel even more uncomfortable.
"...I...I'm fine, Dallion." After a pause, I pretended to be relaxed and said, "Except for the difficulty in moving, I'm fine. I just...just..."
He lowered his head and said dullly, "Sorry, Messiah."
"If you say sorry again, I'll kick you out of the car!"
He pursed his lips and didn't answer.
"Oh! Okay, I forgive you..."
"Have you really forgiven me?"
"Of course, you must swear! If you bite me again, I will break all your teeth! No mercy!"
He quickly crawled over, grabbed my hand, and told me hastily, "I, I swear..."
As soon as I glared, I subconsciously wanted to shake him off, but the sparkling stars in his eyes made me hold back.
"I will definitely temper my will and make myself more tenacious. I will never let this happen again!" Those words he said were extremely sincere.
"Humph," I tilted my head, "...I heard that you swam in the first ice lake we found? Huh?"
"...Uh...because I'm going to stink to death of myself."
I glanced at him out of the corner of my eye, "So, you've been sick for several days?"
"Um."
"You haven't eaten well yet?"
"Um?"
I raised my finger with great effort, "Your cheekbones are so hungry."
He touched his cheek thoughtfully, and suddenly looked at me knowingly, "I did get something good."
etc!
etc!
What is he going to do? !
He actually started to go through his personal luggage and lined up biscuits, white bread, apple pie and other things in my hand. Then, I only heard him reciting something silently, and suddenly, a ball of hot holy light shone in his hand. His palms burned.
oh!
I really can't stand it anymore!
Why does he bake the food so deliciously? ! Especially that piece of venison!
The aroma was strong, the oil was sizzling, and the fur on the ground was stained.
I have to say, I haven't eaten well in the past few days, and now my saliva is flowing!
"Dallion!"
"You have to wait a little longer, Messiah," he wiped the hot sweat rolling down his forehead, "the chimera meat must be cooked thoroughly, otherwise it will be poisonous."
"I don't want to eat anything!" I said righteously, holding my neck, "Take them away!"
He froze.
But at this moment, my stomach made a sound at the right time, and the sound made my face heat up all of a sudden.
A smile crept into his eyes, "...but I'm a little hungry, Messiah."
I swallowed secretly, "...then just keep that piece of venison...wait, what did you call it just now? Chimera?"
"right."
"The one with flesh wings and a poisonous hook on the tail?"
"right."
I scrunched up my face.
He looked at me, and suddenly he couldn't help but lower his head and laugh. The laughter got louder and louder. In the end, even I couldn't help but curl up the corners of my mouth.
"...Talk to me, Dallion, I'm going to be bored to death these days."
"Okay, what do you want to hear?" With a smile on his face, he tore off a piece of meat and fed it to my mouth. His eyes slid to the books aside, "You must be..."
"If you read that tome to me, I'll kick you out too!"
"Then follow your orders, miss."
My eyes fell on the oil stain on the fox fur, and I became a little worried, "What do you think... what should I do? Will the Lord of Hearthglen become furious and regard us as thieves..."
"Don't worry, Messiah," he comforted me softly, and handed the meat over diligently, "Eat... I will contact him and obtain his forgiveness... I will pay him enough money, you You know, I have a lot.”
...It’s really impossible to chat.
"...Say something else...I mean I've missed so much, you have to tell me everything...Thank you...Oh! If you stuff me again, I'll beat you up!"
He spread his hands innocently.
I sighed in frustration, "...I heard that Lord Antonidas stole my memory. He...did they recognize the old man in the canyon who wanted to control you?! He must be Da Laran’s magician, did they find him and beat him up?!”
He raised his right hand and said, "Eat it and I'll tell you."
I looked at him hatefully, took half of the piece of meat into my mouth, and almost bit him.
"oh!"
"……Say it."
"Messiah," he told me softly until I swallowed the thing in my mouth, "that face belongs to Lord Adiris, but..."
"but?"
"But Lord Ardiris has passed away a long time ago."
"Oh..." I gasped, "We met a dead soul?!"
He shook his head, "That is indeed a living person, but he used the face of Lord Adiris."
"Is he wearing a mask? Wait, wait, Adiris?! Why do I think I have heard of this name... Wait... I seem to remember... Was it that incident five or six years ago?! A wizard from Dalaran was mysteriously killed?!"
"Yes, that's the thing." Dallion's face turned pale slightly. It was obvious that the incident had a great impact on him. "My father once participated in the investigation of the cause of Lord Adiris's death. I went with him. Passing Dalaran, there, I saw Lord Adiris's face had been completely gouged out..."
"...Oh..." The bloody scene in my mind made me wrinkle my face involuntarily, and I instinctively felt that my jaw was uncomfortable. "So, that old man was walking on the road with a dead man's face. In the land of Xerath?!”
"No, Messiah. I saw the record in the file. It is a kind of dark magic that can move the face of the dead to the face of the living."
"Oh..." I couldn't help but shudder, even though the sun was shining brightly at the moment.
*
On the fourth day, I discovered that I could turn over under my own power.
I found that the night had been drawn away, shrouding the carriage that must have been parked in the forest into darkness.
In the haziness, I heard someone speaking in a low voice in the corner of the carriage, with a slightly choked voice.
"...Thank you for your support, father. I will definitely take her home. Over."
I rubbed my sore eyes, turned over and looked over.
I saw the man kneeling in the innermost part of the carriage, and a blue magic circle was buzzing and rotating there.
Oh, there is actually a communication circle there? !
"You have a new message." The goblin's shrill voice came from the communication circle.
As soon as he finished speaking, a dim firefly flew into the man's hand.
He crushed it gently, and the next second, a face appeared in the light.
Taylan Fordring? !
I suddenly woke up and stared at that side for a moment.
"Ha! My little brother Darien!" Fortunately, his voice didn't sound angry, which made me feel slightly relieved. "Of course you have to compensate me! Not only the carriage, but also the piece of Chimera meat and Recipes, they are all expensive! However, the only thing I like about you, you should know what it is, right? "
Those words made Dallion, who was kneeling there, think for a moment, and suddenly took off the shining cufflinks on his hands.
I remembered, that thing is a gem that can increase magic, it must be very valuable.
I saw him caressing it, seemingly reluctant to part with it.
*
"Don't give it to him! Darien!" Just as his hand holding the gem reached out to the communication circle, I couldn't help but clenched my fists and shouted.
His back stiffened and he turned back.
oh! What's wrong with this guy? !
He must have cried, his eyes were red, his cheeks were wet, and the loose hair on his temples was stuck to it.
"Oh my God..." I stretched out my hand to him worriedly, "Dallion? What's wrong with you?"
"I……"
"you?"
"I..." His cheek twitched slightly, as if he wanted to smile at me, but the next second, the corners of his mouth turned down, and then, he suddenly crawled over quickly, and in my shock, he used all his strength to hugged me.
He had already taken off his heavy cotton clothes, so through the thin fabric of his shirt, I could feel his heart beating heavily and rapidly.
"Dallion?"
"...I...I'm just...very happy..."
"You're not happy!" I patted his thick back hard and told him categorically, "Tylan Fording threatened you? Don't be afraid of him!"
"...No, Messiah..." His voice was trembling slightly, just like his chin, hitting my shoulder again and again, "It's just...it's just...I feel very sorry...so sorry... …terribly sorry……"
"Oh..." I tugged on his wide sleeves, "I have forgiven you a long time ago, little boy, tell me the truth, what on earth made you cry like a girl? Huh?"
He sniffed, "...I read that memory crystal."
"Um."
"Thank you for giving everything you had to save me..."
I couldn't help but be stunned, what does it mean to give everything?
"...So, Messiah, whatever you want," he held my shoulders and pressed his wet forehead against mine, "no matter what, I will give it to you."
"Oh..." His breath was as hot as fire. I subconsciously wanted to step back, but there was no way out. "You have to know that I don't want anything from you..."
"But, I want it."
I couldn't help but be startled, "Huh?"
"If I say that I once saved you, it was because I wanted to..." As he spoke, he stopped, and in his clear eyes, I saw the intense conflict of thoughts inside.
That kind of confrontation made me feel butterflies in my stomach.
"...I want..." He stopped again.
If I couldn't guess what he wanted to say, I would be a complete fool, but I didn't want to hear it yet, "...I said I would pay you back, but I don't have the money yet..."
"I don't want those!" He stared, gritted his teeth, and told me word for word, "I want you to be my girl!"
My heart jumped into my throat.
He came closer, we were already very close, and at this moment, his blue eyes occupied all my field of vision.
Then, at the moment when my heartbeat almost stopped, he kissed me gently, and then left quickly.
brush--
My mind went blank for a while, and then it was filled with bright red anger.
I stared into his eyes, furious, "Are you crazy?!"
In an instant, his face turned red, all the way to the tips of his ears. Under the light of the magic lamp that looked like stars, his whole face looked like it was covered in blood.
I thought he was about to run away, but he didn't move. "I...I have to tell you..."
"I don't want to hear anything!" I yelled, "Let me go!" I started to struggle hard, but I couldn't get free, which made me even more angry, "You bad guy! I'm really angry... …”
Before I could finish speaking, he touched my lips again. This time, it was much heavier than the last time. The touch made my hair all over my head fly!
I quickly covered my mouth and stared at him.
He stared at me stubbornly, his hot breathing rising and falling.
His eyes were so bright, they made me panic!
I admit I was a little scared.
This bastard actually did such a thing when I was at my weakest!
When I get better, I will beat him to pieces!
"You must give me a definite answer, Messiah!" As he said that, he forcefully pulled my hand away and came closer again!
Oh my God!
At that moment, just when I was about to scream in panic, there was a sudden knock on the door.
At this moment, I realized that the carriage had stopped at some point.
Squeak--
Someone opened the car door from the outside and poked half of his head in, "Young Master... Oh... Holy Light!"
I have never thought Sally's voice was so beautiful, it was like an angel singing!
Her appearance made Dallion immediately release his arms that were like iron pincers. The next second, he jumped out of the cold car door as if fleeing, forgetting to take his cotton coat and cloak.
At the door, he bumped into Sally, causing her to yelp.
"Sorry! Miss Rubio!" He shouted loudly and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Dead silence.
Sally was tightly wrapped in her cashmere blanket and looked at me with a look of disbelief on her face, her long eyebrows raised in annoyance, "...how could you..."
I rubbed my lips hard with the back of my hand, "Nothing happened!"
"I saw it all! If Todd hadn't asked me to come over, would you have done something even more outrageous?!"
I just felt that all the blood in my body was rushing to my head, "What! What! None! Not! Happening! Happening!" I shouted at her, and then I fell down on the soft pillow and pulled back the thick blanket. To the top of the head.
However, I didn't feel sleepy at all, and my ears were filled with the sound of my own heartbeat like a war drum.
That night, I had an unspeakable dream. The boy’s face in the dream was Dallion’s.
I was like a piece of fly ash, with nowhere to escape in his heat wave.
