Sky blue [green blue]

Chapter 23

【23--】

(—Your sword shall be pointed at me.—)

When he gritted his teeth hard and suddenly raised the long sword in his hand to point at the Demon King, vaguely, the words that the other party said echoed faintly in Xiaolan's ears, and the lingering sound lingered.

"……puff!"

The Demon King in front of him turned his face away suddenly, and let out a suppressed chuckle.

"What are you laughing at, what are you laughing at!?" Xiaolan, who was so sad that she was dying, exploded instantly.

——Obviously the atmosphere is so decisive and painful, can't you be more serious, Demon King, and stop laughing! ?

"No...ah, sorry..." Apologizing without sincerity, Xiaolu seemed to be trying very hard to suppress her smile, "That's right, you now look like a moldy blue flower growing in a dark corner. I feel weak, pitiful and helpless... When I think of this, I can't help but want to laugh—poof!" At the end of the sentence, the demon king couldn't help but raise his hand to cover his mouth, and restrained himself unsuccessfully. Stop laughing.

"You!" Xiaolan gritted her teeth and started. Unfortunately, she couldn't refute for a moment when she was in a hurry. Her thoughts were drawn by Xiaolu's words, and she successfully recalled what she saw in the magic eye state and in the group photo. That slime form of him... not good!

Xiao Lan suddenly had a shocking realization: she also seemed to be...beginning to be a little bit overwhelmed.

Facing that pretty but awkward smile, Xiaolan trembled for a while with his sword-raised arm struggling, and finally he could only lower his long sword as if in compromise, and sighed helplessly: "You guys are really poisonous..."

In this regard, Xiaolu, who had already recovered, returned a quiet smile, which seemed calm and polite at first glance.

It's a pity that it fell into Xiaolan's eyes. No matter how pretty that smile is, it deserves a beating.

"Okay." Although the other party's gag made her unable to show the confrontational momentum at the beginning, Xiaolan still remembers to ask clearly about the things that need to be clarified-"Xiaolu, why do you want to intensify this situation?" a war?"

Xiaolu replied innocently: "Because I am the devil king."

"Come on!" Xiaolan restrained her urge to roll her eyes at the other party, "Obviously you once said that you know that the war between humans and demons in this world is not worth mentioning ...Why, do you still do this?"

Just as Xiaolu was about to speak, a figure suddenly appeared.

"Brave!" Seeing who was coming, Xiaolan greeted unexpectedly and asked, "Why are you here too? Where are Mr. Yongle and Mr. Huiyu? You defeated them!?"

"Xiaolan!" The brave man didn't intend to exchange pleasantries at all, and shouted directly at Xiaolan, "Now that the Holy Sword has awakened, as long as the Demon King is killed, the World Tree can be restored to its original state! The human world can be redeemed from it!"

The moment after listening to the other party's words, Xiaolan's intuition vaguely sensed that something was wrong, "But..."

However, before the knight hadn't clarified the clues—the knight who didn't want to act rashly just opened his mouth, when the figure of the demon king rushed out like a sharp arrow and brushed past the knight's side, making the latter dumbfounded immediately.

"In the name of Hyperion!"

Following Xiaolu's order, the emerald wand quickly dissipated into a black mist, turning into a pair of black shiny twin swords.

Xiaolu didn't even look at it, she skillfully held the two swords firmly in her hands, and waved the green wind blade with her left hand expressionlessly.

The brave man did not dodge or dodge, and also released a powerful wind blade to attack from the front.

The two wind blades were equally destructive, and at the end they clashed with billowing smoke and dust.

With the help of the smoke screen from the impact of the wind blades, Xiaolu stepped forward to grab a suitable distance, and took advantage of the situation with her right hand to raise the knife and drop it neatly.

When the demon king crouched down and fell to the ground, the brave man had already been killed by a blow with such a huge difference in level.

Watching the figure of the character disappear into nothingness, Xiaolan stared and put her head in her hands, on the one hand, she was surprised that the demon king had evolved a new attack mode, but more surprised was—"Little green, you, you, you, how are you?" You killed the brave man!?"

——What a crime, that boy Brave is obviously just a weak and pitiful level one!

"Xiao Lan, you really haven't changed at all, you are still so dumb." The demon king rarely showed a distressed expression, and the tone of complaining about the knight was vaguely soft and doting, "Could it be that you really didn't see that at all, Isn't that person a hero?"

"Huh?" Xiaolan was stunned.

"The brave man only hopes that someone can praise him. He doesn't care about the war between demons and humans in this world." Walking back to the knight, the devil patiently guided the other party's thinking, "Think about that person just now. Does it sound like something a brave man would say?"

——It seems... makes sense?

Although she was not completely convinced, she calmed down a little, and Xiaolan asked embarrassingly, "Then, who is that person?"

After letting go of the two swords and turning them back into magic wands, Xiaolu replied thoughtfully: "If I'm not wrong, it should be the one who decided to hand over the holy sapphire sword to you."

Xiaolan frowned tightly, "Isn't it Mr. Sage?"

"Yes, and no."

"Yes, and... no?" Xiaolan tilted her head in doubt.

Looking at the knight who still seemed to know nothing, the Demon King secretly tightened his hand holding the wand, and asked lightly on the surface: "Are you sure you are psychologically prepared to know the truth?"

Xiaolan's heart skipped a beat, probably infected by the other party's serious tone and attitude, he was so nervous that he subconsciously swallowed, and nodded solemnly.

"Even if the price of fully awakening this sword is sacrificing yourself, is that okay?"

Xiaolan was stunned as if she had been beaten.

Accompanied by Xiaolu's question, Xiaolan quickly recalled how she had changed day by day after being recognized by the Sapphire Holy Sword...

There was a few seconds of silence.

enough.

"I do not regret."

Finally, Xiaolan answered the question calmly without any hesitation.

Hearing this, Xiaolu suddenly widened her eyes.

The air seemed to be cut off for a moment.

"But I feel that it's too late to regret, now that the sword is completely..." As if eager to deny something, the demon king who came back to his senses shrugged his shoulders, and was about to change the topic as if nothing had happened.

"I said it, I don't regret it." Xiao Lan interrupted the other party calmly, "Even if the time for the Holy Sword to fully awaken has not yet come."

The devil's usual smile froze on his face.

Not dodging the Demon King's gaze at this moment, Xiaolan even said directly with relief: "Actually, I probably also noticed it a little bit--even though the battle intensity is so intense, I feel less and less tired... So, it's just I can explain it."

Lifting his head and sighing, the knight lowered his head to meet the gaze of the Demon King, and solemnly responded: "I am determined to do my best to protect the human world. Since this sword is the only power that can check and balance the Demon King so far, this The power needs me, and I am willing to give myself."

Dead silence.

It seems that the ghosts around are silent.

It seems that there is only a heavy heartbeat left in my ears.

After confirming that what the knight said was true from this long silence, the Demon King finally put away the gentle smile on his face.

"You're going to die." Xiaolu tried to calm down and spoke again, her overly suppressed tone couldn't help being stiff, "Aren't you afraid?"

"Scared." Xiaolan said frankly, and then flashed a wry smile for a moment, "It's just that in comparison, I seem to be more afraid of being helpless."

After hearing this answer, the Demon King looked deeply at the knight.

Suddenly after a long time, he let out a long sigh as if surrendering.

"You really have always been like this..."

Hearing this complaint after the other party sighed, Xiao Lan was taken aback for a moment.

It's no different from this completely helpless tone——Speaking of this, Xiaolu also has a completely helpless expression on her face.

Xiaolan remembered that she had seen this expression before.

(—So, Xiaolan, you have to work hard to survive.—)

I still remember that on the eve of the recognition ceremony of the sapphire holy sword, on the grassland in the forest where there were only the two of them, Xiaolu at that time stared at him with soft corners of her eyes; there was a smile in the corner of her mouth, silently.

Indescribably helpless and gentle.

At this moment, in Xiaolan's eyes, Xiaolu is looking at him with the expression in Xiaolan's memory.

"What should I do with you, Xiaolan?"

Xiaolan didn't know if it was his own illusion: he actually saw a trace of deep sadness in those emerald green eyes.

While Xiaolan was in a trance, the Demon King walked slowly into the circle of light in the eyes of human beings. While leaning over to bully the knight, he took out a bunch of frozen mistletoe from the character's backpack to thaw out.

Seeing Xiaolan's calm and determined change back to her usual fresh and lively appearance, the corner of the devil king's mouth, which was fixed on him, finally brought back a smile.

"Remember this bunch of mistletoe?" Little Green asked.

"Could this... be the bouquet you received when I took you to the village for the first time on Christmas?!" Xiaolan looked at the bouquet of greenery in shock, and then looked at him in surprise, " How long has it been! Why do you still keep it?"

"I used the freezing technique to freeze it. As for the reason..." Xiaolu seemed to think about it for a while, and then smiled innocently at the person, "Humans seem to have such a custom—to do things with a sense of ritual."

The second half of the sentence sounded out of order, and the Demon King ignored the confusion on the knight's face, and casually put the bundle of mistletoe on the knight's head.

Before Xiaolan yelled out in shock what do you want, the next moment, Xiaolu took advantage of the situation and pressed the person against the tree trunk with her vacant hand, bowed her head, and kissed him without saying a word.

Xiaolan was so frightened that all words stuck in her throat.

This is the second time.

The first time was when Xiaolan brought her to a human village to experience the festive atmosphere of Christmas.

Different from the curious superficial touch that time, this time Xiaolan could clearly feel that Xiaolu's kiss was affectionate and lingering.

She has long been deeply aware that the other party is that kind of unconstrained style, but... but she has long been harboring ulterior motives. Xiaolan's reaction started from the instinctive struggle aroused by fright, but unconsciously, she grabbed the other side's back. Clothing.

--why……

Feeling that gentle kiss, my reason softened little by little...

All of a sudden, Xiaolan feels aggrieved for no reason.

In fact, among the things that Xiaolu just said to Xiaolu, Xiaolan still hid something and didn't tell the other party——

Indeed, as the guardian of the human world, even if he does not have the power of the holy sword, if his begging can bring about peace and equality between the two races, then the head of the Seventh Knights of Brenhill would not mind , absolutely nothing else.

however……

As far as [Xiao Lan] is concerned, as an ordinary person who envied the other party's strength and worked hard for the strong at the beginning, if one day he can be strong enough to no longer be sheltered under his wings, Be side by side with your own heart, be able to be honest without feeling inferior...

Well, that's great...

——If possible, no matter what, I don't want to beg for mercy from you.

Xiaolan admits: This is the last dignity of him, a person with hidden love.

But right now...

--do not care……

Intuitively feeling the meaning of farewell from it, as if it was hard to bear the swelling feeling in her chest, Xiaolan closed her eyes and let herself be intoxicated by the tenderness of this moment.

——He didn't mind, he became an accomplice with the other party in this brief moment.

Because when all this is over, it should be the time for him to really point his sword at the opponent and kill the devil king.

Calmly watching Xiaolan trembling in her own kiss, watching his face gradually turn red due to lack of oxygen, watching his eyes that became dazed and finally closed as if giving up, Xiaolu's eyes flickered There was a tingling pain.

Even so, he just closed his eyes and focused on this moment of intertwining lips and tongues with each other.

In this way, the devil hugged the knight tightly with one hand, and with the other hand holding the wand, he patted the trunk of the World Tree vigorously, injecting the last magic power needed for the demonization.

Aware of Xiaolu's actions in a trance, Xiaolan suddenly came back to her senses, and pushed the opponent away forcefully.

The bunch of mistletoe fell to the ground with too much movement.

Just before he was pushed away by the knight, the devil's sharp canines slammed against the other's soft lips, so that when the two of them parted panting, their lips were also stained red with blood.

During this ups and downs, the magic power of the Demon King completed the final catalysis of the World Tree.

The remaining light was devoured by the darkness, and the only remaining radiance in the eyes of human beings shrunk little by little on both of them, until the last ray of light fell on the solitary bunch of mistletoe, and finally it was like a spotlight suddenly turned off. off.

In the demonized environment in the eyes of human beings, Xiaolan raised her hand to cover her injured lips, and her red-faced angry stare was like a silent accusation.

Xiaolu stretched out the tip of her tongue to lick off the blood on her lips, smacking her lips as if she felt the taste for a while, and soon caught Xiaolan's sight like a normal person.

However, before Xiaolan raised her sword to attack, a voiceless sound suddenly rang out in her ear.

Xiaolan and Xiaolu were stunned at the same time.

The crisp sound spread like ripples, and the scenery around the World Tree map shattered like a shattered lens, and then collapsed in a massive and massive manner, and finally annihilated.

In the blink of an eye, what you can see is no longer a deserted world, but a strange space where data floats disorderly.

Xiaolan stared at the occurrence of this change, and was so shocked that she couldn't say anything for a moment.

But in a moment, the world tree and the tree under the world tree seemed to have become an isolated island.

An isolated island drifting in unknown time and space.

Looking around in a daze, Xiao Lan muttered in surprise: "So... this is demonization?"

"How is it possible." Xiaolu denied this without even thinking about it, as if facing a formidable enemy.

As if responding to Xiaolu and Xiaolan's question at the moment——

"This forum has been temporarily frozen."

An electronic voice suddenly sounded empty, as if it came from all directions, making it difficult for the listener to discern the direction.

What's more, compared to Xiang, what is more interesting is that although the electric sound is mixed in, it is a voice that sounds similar to Xiaolu's, but a little younger than the voice of the Demon King.

Xiaolu raised her head and murmured solemnly: "Are you finally willing to show your dignity..."

Before Xiaolan, who was confused the whole time, asked questions, a human silhouette emerged from the digital rain in front of them.

It was the figure of a young boy, obviously shorter than Xiaolu and Xiaolan.

As the details of the outline gradually became clear and solidified, and finally various corresponding textures were applied out of thin air... To the surprise of the two of them, the boy had an almost identical appearance to Xiaolu.

It's just that, unlike Xiaolu's hair color, the boy's is dark blue, and he is wearing a suit of long-sleeved shorts and shorts with stripes on a blue-gray background. Inside is a dark blue double-breasted vest and a white shirt with a bow tie. shirt.

In Xiaolan's inconceivable eyes, the boy's figure gradually emerged from the data rain, first the head, then the body... Due to the little distance, the connectors that were originally connected to the boy's wing-like auricles It gradually collapsed, and in a short time, the sound of the suspected connecting pipeline being bounced and the feather-tail butterfly plate closing came one after another.

When the figure was fully displayed and the wiring was completely cut off, a pair of firefly green light curtains opened from the boy's back at the moment his feet landed on the ground, and stretched lightly into a pair of translucent six-winged light feathers, just as if he had just finished A butterfly that has emerged and is about to spread its wings.

In the end, as if waking up from a deep sleep, the young man quietly raised his eyelids.

From the gradually opening slits of the eyes, light like a lamp poured out, like the unveiling.

One side is sky blue and the other side is bright green.

It was a pair of heterochromatic pupils without sadness or joy.