Stray

    After Mrs. Edwards left, the air at the scene was about to freeze.

    Adrian stood still, not knowing what to think. The mission has been completed, and it stands to reason that they should find a way to leave this ghost place immediately, or even leave this country. But no one moved.

    "We..." Nemo tried to speak, but before he could finish speaking, he was almost hit by the grey parrot that was ejected like a cannonball.

    "Why didn't you go back?" Its feathers were still stained with sewer mold from somewhere, and black-purple sparks threateningly spewed from its mouth. Nemo coughed and pushed it away silently. "I really don't want to see the head of the gods! Are you going to hang me because of this? Especially you, Wright, you perfidious bastard—"

    Adrian finally moved, he phantom flashed to Nemo and slapped the parrot against the wall.

    "Devil." He said softly in a sure tone.

    "Ouch—" the grey parrot shouted in a shrill voice, "Look! That's why I don't want to follow, these violent madmen of the Holy See have a virtue in their bones!"

    "Mr. Cross, that's... well, I raised it." Nemo said with difficulty.

    "Do demons feed demons?"

    "He's a fart demon! He's the thief who stole my power, and he's my servant! How can a wretch be compared to the great Baglmore—" Adrian didn't die Hand, the grey parrot took the opportunity to peck at his tiger's mouth, and tried to attack with abyss magic. Adrian gave it a sidelong glance, and put his thumb around its throat neatly. The grey parrot blinked, muttering that half of the magic spell was stuck, and the newly formed magic instantly dissipated.

    "This thing is not like a superior demon." Adrian said with a sullen face, turning his head to Nemo. "But you are definitely more than a demon believer."

    "Trust me, you won't be able to figure it out for a while." An cleared his throat, "It's harmless for now, I suggest you let go first." Her hand touched the body of the spear.

    Adrian narrowed his eyes, his dark brown eyes nearly black in the shadow of the sewer. He thought for a moment, took a step back, and the parrot slammed into the ground.

    "Bastard!" It was lying on the sticky stone brick, and the tone was very sad and angry. "Have you finished your mission? Are you finished? When can you stay away from this lunatic?"

    "Unfortunately, we can't go out of the city now. The Radians must be guarding every exit - if I'm not mistaken, the teleportation page with the coordinates outside the city should also be useless. "

    "But it's not the way to go on like this." Nemo muttered, picking up the parrot lying on the ground.

    "Their primary target now should be me," Adrian said, his eyes still on the grey parrot. "Since your mission has been completed, there is no point in staying with me. There are still a few days left for the blessing ceremony. When I make some noise, you can take the opportunity to leave the city." He paused for a few seconds. "Return your favor."

    "It's just a mission." An replied coldly, "It's not about human feelings."

    "Aren't you going?" Oliver grabbed the point.

    "I want to know Joanna's plan." Adrian didn't mean to hide, "I want to see the end."

    The airy atmosphere reappeared.

    "Actually..." Nemo was the first to break the silence, "Actually, I also care."

    "Me too." Oliver quickly echoed.

    "I don't care!" Ann exclaimed, "I... well, I'm a little curious, we can't go out anyway." Halfway through, her voice dropped quickly.

    "I don't care at all! Hurry up and get out of this **** place, okay? That magician said your mission is done! Did you hear it, it's done! The magicians are not fools, they must have been eyeing you-"

     Nemo sighed and squeezed the parrot's beak tightly with his fingers. The parrot stood up furiously.

    "It should be less than a week before the festival." Oliver pondered, "Since everyone cares about the same thing, rather than spread out... Maybe we can act together?" Throw in Nemo.

    The grey parrot thumped vigorously, dissatisfaction beyond words. An snorted noncommittally, and Nemo nodded simply: "As long as Mr. Cross has no opinion, I'm fine on my side. To be honest, Mrs. Edwards doesn't look very good..."

    "How much did she pay you?" Adrian nodded slightly, then asked.

    "The deposit is 1000 yuan, and the bottom line will be five times after the completion of the matter." This time An did not deliberately embarrass him.

      It's not enough."

    "But Mrs. Edwards doesn't look like someone who will default." Oliver scratched his head.

    "She definitely won't, there must be something wrong here. That... Mr. Wright, did you just say Joanna doesn't look good?"

    "Well, just a vague feeling. She's failing, not because of age—she's failing too fast."

    "I have to go to the Edwards' house." Adrian frowned even more, "Better go right away. I'm sorry I can't be with you—"

    "Oh, you're sorry too soon." Ann interrupted him indifferently. "That's a good choice, we'll walk with you - don't look like that, the people of the Holy See already know that the task is complete, they don't think we'll be stupid enough to go back. But not now, now our people need to rest. Whatever she's going to do, she'll need time to prepare - we can leave at night."

    Maybe because of the numerous churches in Hiram, even in the dark sewers, pure-bred lower-level demons are extremely rare. But there are still many monsters active at night. In order to clean up the area, all four of them stayed up all night. And now above the ground, the sun has risen - those strange roars and screams have subsided a lot.

    Although the body after being transformed by the devil's flesh will not really become sleepy because of this little thing, the sleepiness still hits Nemo's consciousness like a tide - since yesterday morning when he decided to go to the Church of the Penance to act , A series of accidents to the dungeon, his spirit has been kept high tension. Now it finally slackened a little, and almost swayed his whole body into the gutter.

    Adrian nodded silently, he sat unequivocally against the wall, sitting upright. And Ann seemed to be in good spirits, and she didn't want to rest at all. The female warrior crossed her legs and sat down not far from Adrian, with her hunting spear flat on her lap, her eyes sparkling.

    "You two... won't you rest?" Nemo yawned and finally let go of Grey Parrot - who immediately spit out a series of swear words that were not the same.

    "Get used to it." The two said almost simultaneously.

    Oliver is not one of the "used to", he looks better than Nemo, but he can't hide the trance in his eyes.

    "You two go to sleep first." Ann glanced at Oliver, who shook his head, "Don't be awake when you should be awake."

    Niemo fell down before she could finish speaking, and the whole person was limp along the wall. But the walls were covered with damp, slippery mildew, and it was uncomfortable to lean on. He adjusted his posture painfully, and at the same time deeply missed the clean and soft bed of the hotel. Extremely sleepy but unable to sleep soundly, for a moment, he even wanted to wipe the wall with a grey parrot.

    Oliver rubbed his eyes, watching Nemo flutter like a half-dead fish in a frying pan. He sighed and sat down beside Nemo, pressing his head on his shoulder.

    It is very hot in the sewer, and it is not comfortable to be close to others. Oliver, who had been fighting in the sewage all night, knew that his body smelled bad, but Nemo was quiet, and he was obviously satisfied with the dryness of Oliver's body - he moved his head a few times and adjusted to a more comfortable position, Breathing visibly slowed down.

    Oliver couldn't sleep well, and the annoying pounding of his heart reappeared. Nemo's black hair rubbed against his face, Oliver couldn't help but turn his head slightly - maybe it was wrapped in the stench for too long, he actually felt that the smell of the other party's hair was very good, like the scent of wood burning. A little bit of ash, and there is a faint smell of bitterness left.

    He sniffed carefully, looking over the top of Nemo's hair—the sewers were dim now, but slightly brighter than at night. Oliver could distinguish the soft darkness not far away with his eyes. Its owner had already fallen asleep, but it still followed him, quietly guarding him.

    And he knew very well that in the hectic battle at midnight, the shadow shield had been silently following behind him.

    Oliver sighed softly, he was not a fool, he knew exactly what his heart palpitations meant. He moved his shoulders carefully and kissed the other person's forehead lightly.

    "You should have treated me worse." He muttered a little dazedly, tired. "What shall I do now?"

    He closed his eyes, relaxed his tense body, and leaned over as well. His heartbeat was rhythmical and fast, and Oliver could feel his ears warm slightly—but an inexplicable sense of reassurance swept over him, and he soon fell asleep.

    "...Wow." An looked back and commented dryly. "I knew it."

    Adrian's expression was a little shocked. Anchong raised his eyebrows in a provocative way. "Why, do you want to clear this 'sinful feeling'?"

    "No." The former knight commander shook his head. "Love itself is not a sin. I'm just… a little sorry."

    "How?"

    "Sorcerers of demons will lose their ego sooner or later, and it is impossible for humans and demons to love each other," he said. "In either case, there will be no results."

    "You're not a devil, how do you know—"

    "Will you fall in love with a monster that is countless times bigger than you, love it from the bottom of your heart?" Adrian shook his head, "And for the superior demon - the real complete superior demon, I'm sure they wouldn't be really interested in ant-like people either."

    "...well, you win. I can't."

    "He was just blinded by that human appearance."

    "But I think he knows." Ann was silent for a moment, "I believe he should know better than anyone what you said."

    "Yeah." Adrian closed his eyes. "So it's too late for him to give up now."

    "He won't give up." An whispered, "I still don't like you."

    “…”

    "Mrs Edwards, she said she always knew." Ann closed her eyes. "She has always known that 'that thing' is not her son... But I can see that she still loves her 'child' deeply. Even desperate, futile, and doomed love that is doomed to be fruitless is not something you can stop if you want to. stop."

    "But she made the right choice."

    "Oliver isn't a hot-blooded fool either, he should know how much more important things in this world are than his sentimentality. Whatever you want to say, I won't treat him anyway. Say one more word."

    "Even if he was destined to suffer for it?"

    "You can't ignore the process," Ann shrugged, casually weighing the hunting spear on her leg, making a rude gesture. "At least they still have the possibility of sleeping, right?"

    Adrian turned his head away, completely ignoring her.

    Nemo was awakened by a strange touch on his leg. He opened his eyes in a daze—the grey parrot, presumably bored, was rolling over and over using his legs as a mattress, slumbering unknowingly. Nemo subconsciously grabbed it and threw it out at will, and was instantly sobered up by the sound of the stone bricks cracking.

    The grey parrot is completely embedded in the stone brick, leaving a deep hole in the solid brick wall. It struggled to squeeze itself out of the stone, and then a string of abyssal magic poured in Nemo's direction without money. Nemo skillfully erected the shadow shield, but unfortunately, the action was too large, and Oliver, who was sleeping soundly, was knocked away firmly and fell onto the stone slab.

    Both of them woke up completely.

    "The time is just right." An calmly commented, stretching. "Let's go get some food and get under the Edwards' house—how about that, folks?"

    Adrian stared deeply at the hole left by the gray parrot in the stone wall, and only made a "hmm" for a long time.

    Nemo smiled embarrassedly, caught the black **** of light thrown by the grey parrot, and threw them into the drains of the sewer one by one. Adrian's eyes became more complicated. Oliver got up from the ground, took a deep breath, and moved his lower joints.

    "Sorry, Ollie." Nemo dropped the last ball of light, ignoring the panting Grey Parrot. "I didn't notice you just now."

    "It's fine." Oliver replied reflexively, and then he paused for a moment. "You'll notice," he whispered.

    "What?"

    "Nothing."

    (m..=)