Chapter 78
Because he became smaller, the volume of his voice also weakened. In addition, Al was only surprised to see Winster after a few days, and he didn't deliberately call out to anyone, so his voice was very light and sounded soft in Winster's ears.
Winster rested his chin on his arms, lying on the bed and staring at his brother who had become particularly weak and cute. He didn't know how long he maintained this posture.
He was worried that his voice would be too loud and would disturb his brother's ears, so he spoke at a whisper: "Good morning, brother. Did you sleep well?"
This magnetic and pleasant voice, the gentle and doting tone, the passionate and focused gaze... Al pulled the quilt up uncomfortably, covering his eyes.
I thought Winster would stand by him, worry about him, and immediately bring the antidote, and then scold Samuel severely as usual, but the result - no!
"Brother, are you still sleepy? Put the quilt down a little, don't suffocate yourself." Winster stretched out his hand and pretended to help pull the quilt. He tried his best to control his hand not to stretch it out too quickly, so as not to appear too impatient.
Finally getting close to the little brother, he couldn't help but touch his head. As expected, he was slapped on the hand. However, with his current strength, it was not as strong as a tickle.
The exquisite little doll sat up cross-legged, with the quilt wrapping his body tightly, revealing only his cute little face and messy silver hair. He didn't like the inconvenience of moving now, "Give me the antidote."
Winster's eyes flashed, "It was destroyed by Samuel. Brother, please bear with it for a while. I will go to Raymond to get the antidote."
In the past, he had just hidden some things from his brother. It was his first time lying and Winster felt very guilty, but he also thought it was worth it!
He had no concept of the word "cute" before, and would simply look down on small creatures when seeing them. But now, seeing his palm-sized brother, his heart was filled with a desire to protect him, and he wanted to hold him in his hands and caress him from head to toe.
He remembered that his brother had touched the magic tiger in the manor in the same way before, and the magic beast seemed to enjoy it very much. Oh, and he also liked it when his brother touched his head... Thinking of this, Winster's hands were eager to move, and he couldn't help but touch his little brother through the quilt a few times. It would be nice if his brother could rub his hand...
It’s a pity that my brother is naked now and will definitely not allow him to be picked up.
For the first time, Winster felt that Samuel had done a good thing, and it would be better if He could act like this more often.
From then on, when he went out, he would hold his brother in his palms when his hands were free, and put him in his shirt pocket when he had something to do, hiding his brother. This way he could avoid many annoying people who would pester his brother when they saw him.
Al did not doubt what his good brother said. He took small steps to the pile of clothes beside the bed and found the space ring. Although he could not wear it, he could still control it.
Haha, he has more backups of shrinking potion and antidote than Samuel! He didn't take it last night, but it was a waste of effort to do anything under Samuel's nose. It was not until he woke up and saw Winster today that he breathed a sigh of relief.
Seeing his brother drink the antidote, Winster felt regretful, but he didn't dare to go against his brother like Samuel did...
Al changed back to his original appearance. He didn't mind putting on clothes in front of his same sex, but Winster looked at him without moving his eyes. He was calm and pure, but his presence was very strong, forcing him to put on his clothes as quickly as possible.
When he looked at Winster again, the regret on the other's face had not yet disappeared.
Al was so angry that he laughed. He pinched his brother's expressionless face with both hands, "Do you think it's funny that I become like that?"
Winster admitted honestly, "Because my brother looks so cute."
He even emphasized the word "especially", which shows how much he likes it.
Al wasn't angry either, because he also thought it was fun to shrink people, especially for a guy like Samuel who was so arrogant and had a bad face. It would definitely be a cute contrast! But it wouldn't be fun if he was the one who was shrunk...
Al jumped off the bed, bent down, picked up the little dragon cub that was sleeping soundly on the cushion on the ground, and threw it into Winster's arms, "I didn't expect you like this. Then Beno will take care of it for you."
Winster looked down at the greedy and cowardly monster on the quilt with a cold expression.
The awakened dragon cub looked at the pitch-black two-legged beast and said: "Roar——"
The two looked at each other with disgust. Winster frowned and shook the quilt to shake the dragon cub out of the bed. Beno flew to his master's shoulder and rubbed his face, "Awoo awoo~" Master, I'm hungry, meat!
Winster's eyes sharpened and he grabbed the dragon cub back, "Okay, I'll take good care of it." Then he took out a fruit and stuffed it into its howling mouth.
Al saw his rude behavior but did not blame him. After all, dragons were tough and not ordinary animals, so he just casually mentioned that they should get along well with each other and did not say anything else.
Winster had memories of the temple, so he took his brother around. On the roadside, the magic plants quickly sprouted from the soil after being unsealed yesterday, and grew dark purple flowers that looked dangerous.
Outside the main hall, there are banquet halls, library towers, arenas, garden courtyards, etc., but except for a small hall where a lot of trophies won in battle are displayed as souvenirs, other places are empty. According to Winster, Samuel was almost always asleep when he stayed in the temple, and most of the temple has not been used.
Al twitched his lips. No wonder when he first met Samuel, he always had a world-weary look on his face. It turned out that his life was so boring. This was a typical case of being tired of living!
Huh? Could this be the reason why He doesn't always occupy the body?
He joked with Winster: "Samuel should keep a group of lovers here, so that such a big place will not be wasted. Just like the water god, He will live a happy and fulfilling life every day." When there are too many people, the intrigues will be more exciting than watching a drama, right?
Winter's mind flashed through the images of the great God smiling with one new love after another, and the look of disgust on his face was too obvious.
"Except for you and me, no living creature can live here, and brother can't bring outsiders in in the future. This is our home."
Al opened his mouth, wanting to remind his brother that this was Samuel's territory, but he held it back for fear of hurting the boy's pride, "Okay, I won't do that."
"Oh, right!" Al thought of something and looked at Winster with a frown: "Quickly calculate the time. How long have we been away from the royal city? Isn't it time for you to go back to the academy?"
Winster blinked slowly, "We have only been away for more than ten days, haven't we?"
"…It took about a month on the road."
It was rare to see shock in his black eyes. How could this happen? ! !
"Do you think the holiday time is going by so fast it's abnormal?"
Winster nodded in grievance. Was he going to be separated from his brother again? They hadn't been together for long, and all their time alone was taken up by Samuel...
Al saw a dejected wolfdog with its tail hanging down. He patted the head of the dog who hated studying with amusement, "It's too late anyway, so let's not rush back."
They did not return to the royal city. Their mother and the others would inform the teachers in the academy in time to prevent others from thinking that the students had died outside.
There was light in Winster's eyes again. He had originally skipped a grade to enter the school, so after this year, he would no longer have to go to the academy.
"I can always be with you from now on, brother. I will definitely take good care of you."
Al was a little distressed. He hoped that his child could be more ambitious and pursue more strength or wealth and status, instead of being a bro boy!
"I don't need your care..."
Winster knew what was going to happen next, but he didn't want to listen. His long, thick black eyelashes trembled, and he interrupted the young man's persuasion, "Brother, I feel a little pain."
Except that his voice was a little weaker, Winster's performance was no different from usual. His expression was still very calm. His narrow black and white eyes looked at the silver-haired young man without showing any pity.
He looked strong and uninjured, but the young man still believed what he said, and as Winster wished, he showed worry and nervousness.
Al frowned and looked up and down at the body in front of him, "Where does it hurt? Is it the bones or muscles? Why does it hurt..."
Winster looked down at the ground, seeming to blame himself, "Samuel used too much power, and my body couldn't bear it. It's all because I'm too weak..."
It was okay to deal with those demons, but Samuel's unsealing of the temple was not as casual and easy as it looked. If he made any big moves again, Al would see with his own eyes his skin cracking and bleeding.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Al scolded, and then used a large healing spell, "Does the healing spell work on you? Does it still hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt anymore. Samuel is just too defensive and doesn't want to show weakness. Obviously, this matter can be easily solved with my brother's help..."
Al smelled the tea, but he did listen to what was said and took it to heart. He couldn't help but feel a little disappointed - he thought he and Samuel had become much closer and that they could trust each other, but it turned out that he was just being too self-indulgent?
He continued to talk to Winster with a normal expression, "Now that we have our weapons back, is there anything else Samuel is going to do? When do you plan to leave the Abyss?"
"If my brother doesn't have anything else to do, can we stay in the abyss for a while and go out when the Elf King's birthday is approaching?"
Having not yet fully understood the abyss, Al was still full of curiosity about it, so he naturally agreed.
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Samuel would not place servants in the temple, but instead placed an alchemical puppet at a distance.
The puppets were all five or six meters tall, fully equipped with helmets, armor, heavy swords, shields, and other equipment, armed from head to toe, and extremely cold and hard. They were as silent as sculptures, but far more real than sculptures, and more oppressive, as if they would raise their feet and crush to death any intruders who passed by them at any time.
In Samuel's opinion, these puppets must be extremely powerful. After Winter's introduction, it turned out to be true. Each of them has strong perception and sensitivity, and is strong enough to fight against the God of Sword and the God of Magic.
Winster wanted to stay to use the alchemical puppet as a whetstone, integrating the sword styles taught in the academy and obtained from memory to improve his own level.
Instead of letting his brother, who had only learned swordsmanship for a dozen years, fight against the ancient temple guardian, Al thought it would be better to randomly pick a demon to fight one-on-one. "It would be very dangerous."
"Don't worry, I can command them." He would call a halt to the fight before he died.
After hearing this, Al stopped trying to stop him.
Winster had a training plan, and he was very troubled that he could not accompany his brother to the Abyss in the near future. As his brother was a light mage, he would be targeted if he left the temple alone, so he was worried about letting him go out. "Brother, do you want to practice swordsmanship with me?"
The young man curved his eyebrows and said, "Let's talk about it in a few days. I'm going to make some new friends first."
Winster hesitated for a moment, but did not stop him. "Then brother, don't go too far from the Far West."
"good."
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On both sides of the Black River, on one side is the extreme west land shrouded in elemental fog, and on the other side are the high-level demons who left there not long ago. It has been the second day, and they are still gathered here. Even demons from far away came one after another after hearing the commotion.
The whereabouts of the sub-god-level strongmen are often a mystery, and they are not here, but there are many holy magicians and magic saints here. Their overall strength is in such a huge abyss that they can go anywhere, but they dare not set foot in the extreme west separated by a river!
If there was only thick fog on the other side, it would be fine. Most demons would not take this abnormality seriously, but some demons saw the temple!!!
The Lord of Darkness does not like any living being to enter His domain - the demons recalled the warnings they had heard since childhood and quickly left the Far West!
The two outsiders slept peacefully in the temple all night, but the demons on the other side surrounded Raymond and questioned him for a long time.
Poor Raymond, a burly man of two meters in height, was surrounded by a group of seniors who were stronger than him, questioning them harshly or excitedly. At this moment, he was like a chick caught in the rain.
"Why would my Lord allow a light priest, and a human of such a low level, to enter the temple?" This question was full of dissatisfaction.
Raymond had a blank expression on his face. He had heard this sentence no less than ten times.
At this moment, a strange beast roar came from the other side of the river. It was deep and majestic, and the lingering sound was deafening. The demons looked solemn and prepared for battle.
A strange long-scaled beast appeared before them, with a sacred and domineering look and bright eyes. The demons had never seen such a creature in the abyss or in history books. Oh~ This must be a unique beast in the Age of Gods! Only such a creature is qualified to guard the temple!
Above the black dragon's head, the human with silver hair and white skin was particularly conspicuous. Judging from where the other party's gaze was, it was obviously coming towards them. Considering that this light mage was suspected to be a believer who was entrusted with an important task by the Lord of Darkness, the demons could only sit back and do nothing.
The weak human race jumped directly to the ground and stood not far from the demons. Although he was weak, his expression was calm, as if he was confident that the alien race on the other side could not do anything to him.
"Good day everyone. I believe I don't need to introduce myself again. Raymond should have told you my identity."
The gentle human cast his gaze upon the familiar figure, "My knight, why didn't you come with us yesterday? Fortunately you didn't go far, otherwise I wouldn't know how to find you."
Raymond, who had betrayed him yesterday, shuddered suddenly, hid beside his father, the Saint of Law, and laughed twice, "Your Highness, without the permission of my God, no living being may enter the Far West."
The young man's eyebrows curved, so beautiful that the succubi's tails began to wag uncontrollably. "It's okay. You have been granted permission. There are many unnecessary things in the Far West now. I'll leave the cleaning up to you. It would be best if the other side is restored to the state it was in during the Age of the Gods."
Raymond, who has learned little magic and only has brute force: "..." Am I going to be a porter for the rest of my life?
The demon whose house is about to be demolished: “…” That’s all, as long as you are alive, you have a home.
Raymond's father didn't care that his son was assigned a tough job. He tried his best to control his usually impulsive attitude and asked curiously, "Did you really get the oracle of the Lord of Darkness? But you are obviously a light mage, and the son of light personally chosen by the God of Light. Your strength is so low, how are we inferior to you?"
All the demons stared at the beautiful and slender human cub, wanting to know why?
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