Chapter 52
Rocas saw the two people standing at the door of the hotel from a distance.
There was a head difference in their height, which made them very conspicuous when standing together, not to mention that they both had pure silver-white long hair.
The taller one had curly hair and a face that was similar to but different from Mr. Lola's.
The other one was obviously his master Miel.
I saw his smooth and soft long hair was gently tied behind his head with a blue ribbon. The ribbon was very long and the end hung down naturally, blowing in the wind from time to time.
Rocas stopped in his tracks.
In an instant, my memory became confused, as if I had returned to the original time and space.
The image of the silver-haired high elf losing his breath and heartbeat in his arms appeared in his mind.
Even now, he still remembers the sticky touch of the cloth on his legs, which was soaked with warm blood and stuck to his skin.
"Locas, why did you stop?" Ina beside him asked in her clear voice, her tone innocent and lively.
"Sorry, I was distracted." Rocas came to his senses and took a step forward. "Master has seen us. We need to hurry up."
Ina: "If you hadn't stopped suddenly, I would have hugged my brother's waist by now!"
Rocas: "I'm sorry, but Miss Ina, please don't hug the master's waist casually. He doesn't like sudden touches."
"I don't care!" Inai ran to about one meter away from Mier and pounced on him!
Then Cthulhu quickly grabbed the back of his collar and threw him aside.
Inai: "..."
"Inai, you can't do that. It's too dangerous." Miel poked his head out from behind Cthulhu and lectured him as a brother. "Even though you look light, your brother still doesn't have the confidence to catch you. If you throw him down and hit your head on the ground, you might not have a brother anymore."
"Okay." Ina pouted regretfully.
After scolding Inai, Miel turned his attention to Rocas.
In the past ten years or so, half-elves have changed much more than elves - at this moment, the Rocas standing in his field of vision is obviously smaller than the Rocas in his memory world.
Of course, it could also be because he had never had a proper meal before he was rescued by me.
Miel decided to be nice to him.
"Locas, it must be very tiring being dragged around by Ina these two days. Are you hurt?" he asked.
"Uh, no, Miss Ina is very nice to me... Thank you for your concern, Master." Rocas lowered his eyes, looking a little guilty.
Miel guessed that Inai must have bullied him, but he couldn't say it directly because of his status.
Miel decided that he would never let Inai drag him around again.
"Locas, you haven't had dinner yet, right? What would you like to eat?" he asked.
"Uh, whatever the master decides, I'll eat anything." Rocas lowered his eyes even more. "I'm used to being hungry. I can go without food for a few days. Master, don't worry too much about me..."
"How can that be? You are now a member of the Akunela family. If I can't even fill your stomach, I will be unworthy of the Akunela family name."
Having said that, Miel knew very well that the Akunila nobility was dead in name only. Of the three remaining, two did not have their own magic pools, and one had a soul under his skin from nowhere... Oh, and there was also a baby girl who would probably become a half-elf priest when she grew up.
However, Miel was born a noble and grew up as a noble. In addition, he signed a contract with the great Cthulhu. He is well-educated and powerful. As long as he is alive, the Akunila nobility will still exist.
So he didn't think there was anything wrong with what he said.
"Come on, I'll take you to dinner." He said, turning and walking towards a nearby high-end restaurant.
"Let's eat, great!" Ina followed happily.
Rocas followed silently. After a while, he tentatively asked Cthulhu beside him: "Excuse me, who are you..."
Cthulhu glanced at him and said nothing, looking like he didn't want to pay any attention to him.
When Miel heard Rocas's voice, he remembered that he had not yet introduced Cthulhu's new incarnation to Rocas and Ina.
He quickly stopped and turned around to introduce: "This is Lola's brother. Lola has something to deal with, so he will be my bodyguard for Lola for a while. His name is..."
Miel wasn't sure whether he should name his own god without permission, but luckily Cthulhu didn't embarrass him for too long and said the name himself: "Lorne."
"Yes, Lorne, no last name." Miel agreed, secretly relieved.
But...Lorne?
It is pronounced a bit like Ryan. Ryan and Lyon both mean "lion", but they are pronounced differently in different places.
Miel suspected that Cthulhu liked lions, and wanted to use Ryan as the name, but also wanted to keep the syllable Luo...is that right?
It was not convenient to ask directly in front of Rocas and Inai, so Miel could only suppress his curiosity for the time being and stepped into the restaurant.
After sitting down and ordering, Miel ordered a few dishes that Rocas would probably like, and left the rest to Inai.
The drinks were served first. Three high-heeled glasses filled with drinks were placed on a huge tray, which made people worry about the waiter's balance ability.
But the store clerk should be very familiar with this technology...
Just as Miel finished thinking this, he saw the clerk stagger towards him.
Before Miel could react, a dark barrier appeared in front of him - it was Cthulhu's ability.
But the drinks on the tray did not pour down towards the barrier as he had expected.
Because before that, a man came to the clerk at some point, grabbed the tray with quick eyes and hands, and stabilized the three high-heeled glasses containing drinks.
It's Rocas.
After a brief moment of stunned silence, the clerk blushed and thanked him: "I'm sorry, thank you."
Rocas returned the tray and spoke expressionlessly in a cold tone, "Be careful not to dirty my master's clothes."
Shop assistant: “…Yes.”
The waiter put down the drink and left in a hurry.
Miel looked at Rocas and was impressed: "You are very fast."
Although the Rocas in the memory world is indeed strong and can massacre the entire church without a magic pool and losing an arm, the Rocas in this timeline has not received any systematic training and yet has such skills. He is simply a natural assassin.
Lucas felt a little embarrassed by the praise and lowered his head: "No, compared to the master, I am still far inferior..."
Miel:?
Miel: You mean me, the one who almost got the drink poured on her face?
Miel, who signed a contract with Cthulhu, is confident that he can win any prepared battle, but he really does not have the confidence to deal with such an emergency.
"Locas, don't be modest. You are actually very strong. Maybe you can consider developing in the direction of an assassin. Of course, if you want to become a warrior, I will also help you." Mier said.
"No, I... I can do it myself..."
When Lucas was halfway through his words, Inai suddenly shouted excitedly, "Ah, the groom is here!"
"Groom?" Miel turned his head to look at the restaurant door in confusion. When he saw who came in, he was stunned.
Inai explained, "The journey to Guangyao City is too far. Wouldn't it be better to have a regular groom? So Rocas and I found a free groom for my brother!"
Groom...?
Miel stared blankly at the restaurant entrance.
The person walking slowly towards him was a high elf with short, slightly curly silver-gray hair and a pair of violet eyes. His face was calm and his eyes were melancholy.
Although he had taken off his priestly attire and put on a more ordinary black uniform, his gentle face and cool demeanor...
"Father Tyndall." Miel called out his name in disbelief.
Dingdel, dressed in black uniform, came to Miel and said gently: "Just call me Dingdel, Miel Akunila."
After saying this, he raised his hand and made the sign of the cross on his chest: "Praise the Lord, praise our reunion."
"...Are you going to Guangyao City too? Ah, please sit down." Miel realized halfway through his words that it was not appropriate to let the priest talk while standing, and quickly asked him to sit down.
Tyndall sat down next to him unceremoniously and explained, "As a priest, I am not mature enough, so I want to go to a big city to seek advice from other priests."
Miel: “…”
Don't go to the Earth Mother Cult in Guangyao City!
Wait, is this part of Rocas's memory? No, right? After all, even after the destruction of Radiant City, Father Tyndall remained in Snow City, using his "Eye of Insight" to help him identify all his surviving brothers and sisters.
Miel was trying hard to think of how to persuade Father Dindel to give up this idea, and did not notice that Rocas was standing beside him with his head lowered, trying to reduce his presence.
And as if he guessed what Miel was thinking, Dindel added: "Don't worry, the Lord will bless me."
Miel: “…”
Miel: Yes, there is a God behind you.
But in this case, there will be too many gods gathering in Guangyao City. Will there really be no problems?
Miel looked at Cthulhu for help. Cthulhu received the help from Miel and said cheerfully, "That's good. We are in need of a groom."
Miel: “…”
Cthulhu shouldn't be allowed to merge. I wonder what Lola and Anna's answer would be... But since Cthulhu can give this answer, it means that this answer is recognized by Lola and Anna.
I thought that since Cthulhu had the ability to prevent his wings from participating in further exploration of his body, he must also have the ability to not be dominated by Pride after the fusion. As a result, Pride still had a huge impact on his character.
Miel took a sip of the drink with a bit of disappointment, hesitating whether to let him split back.
At this moment, Cthulhu raised his hand and stroked the back of his neck, pressing him domineeringly but gently, and said: "No matter what happens, I will protect you. No one can hurt you."
Miel was stunned for a moment, then said "hmm".
Then... let's continue working together.
…
After the meal, it was completely dark. As they agreed to set off the next morning, Mierer returned to the hotel.
This time, Inai did not take Rocas around, but lived with him and the priest in the room opposite Miel and Cthulhu.
Miel lay in bed, unable to fall asleep as he thought about going to Guangyao City to face a church that could summon black goat kids.
"If you can't sleep, I can help you." Cthulhu, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, spoke.
"How can I help?" Miel was curious.
Cthulhu: "Sleep."
Miel: “…”
Cthulhu: "Simple, but effective."
Miel: "Indeed...but please forgive me for declining."
Cthulhu: "Okay."
Miel stared at Cthulhu.
Cthulhu: "What?"
Miel: "You haven't told me yet, in the afternoon...how did you feel?"
Miel admitted that he enjoyed himself very much this time. His body and mind were extremely satisfied in the process. The feeling of being filled and cherished made him feel that his life was still meaningful and no longer shrouded in the shadow of death.
But he forgot to ask Cthulhu how he felt?
After all, Cthulhu is not a real elf, but only created these avatars in the image of elves, without the touch and desire of elves. Although it is possible to create false touch and desire, it is hard to say what is gained in the process.
In response, Cthulhu said: "It's novel and interesting, just like trying food that I have never tried before, but it tastes good. Your reaction is like the cherry on the cake, attracting me to try it."
Miel was a little surprised.
This statement itself is not surprising, but it comes from the combined Cthulhu, which shows that Leon also agrees with this statement.
"Don't you want me to be more submissive in this process?" Miel asked tentatively.
"You've been quite submissive to me." Cthulhu showed an interested expression. "After all, you didn't even slap me."
Miel: “…”
Is it impossible to turn this page?
"And I did enjoy being a dominant, dominating your body, dominating your desires, dominating your pleasure and trembling, and I felt satisfied with this process." Cthulhu added, "There's nothing to complain about. The only regret is that it was too short."
Is the time short...?
If it weren't for the recovery medicine in the ring, Miel felt that he might not be able to get out of bed after finishing his work...
Thinking about it carefully, he was indeed submissive enough in the process. After all, Lola was very gentle to him, and he had no reason to resist.
If it were the current Cthulhu, if he suddenly said "kneel down" in the middle of doing something, it would be hard to say whether his passive skill of slapping would be activated.
At this moment, without any warning, Mier felt a chill on his back and all the hairs on his body stood on end.
He looked at the door suddenly, feeling that there was something outside.
Is it his illusion?
Cthulhu's next words proved that his feeling was correct.
"It's the Hound of Tindalos." Cthulhu said calmly, standing up and protecting Miel behind him. "But I don't know who the target is this time?"
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The author has something to say: Guangyao City is a grand stage. Come if you dare. We sincerely invite all the Old Ones and Outer Gods to participate in this grand gathering. [Dog head holding a rose]
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