Son of the Olden Days

Sol is used to thinking about things while fishing, because this way makes him feel sharp.

Speaking of this habit, if it were to be traced back, it would have happened during the famine in Grayscreen.

At the moment Sol actually has nothing to think about. The haze above his head has never cleared, and I don't know when it will be suppressed. It is useless to think too much. The reason why Thor appears by the pond is just to seek a kind of inner peace.

The long night was silent.

After putting the two small fish caught back into the pond, Sol took up the warm tea and drank it, turned and returned to his room.

Putting the long sword on his back and checking the necessary items, he was ready to leave for the dungeon secret.

Such a long night really matched the gloomy and **** dungeon, and Saul lowered his head and smiled sadly.

The bedroom door was suddenly pushed open slightly, a petite figure squeezed in, and Saul turned his head to look at the visitor.

The two of them were carrying long swords, and seemed to be about to go out. After one entered the door, they used their backs to close the door panels tightly.

"Do you want to go too?" Sol asked.

"Is it because of me?" Igrit asked.

The voices of the two people's questions sounded almost at the same time.

"You speak first." Igrit picked Saul's chin.

"I said that you also want to go to the dance party in Bruno territory?" Sol repeated his question.

Saul felt that maybe Igrit would also like to go to Bruno to join in the fun, but judging by her calm personality, she might not like to bring it up at a more formal occasion like the dining table, so she went to find herself in private.

"No, I won't go this time, but I won't be allowed to leave me next time if there is fun." Igrit wrinkled her nose.

"Since this is not the case, what did you just want to say?" Saul smiled and nodded in agreement, and then asked.

"Is it because of me that you don't sleep now? Was it true that the curse you had in Seawind County last time?" Igrit asked.

Being watched by her shining gaze, Thor pursed his lips, and the lie that came to his lips was not revealed after all.

"When did you find it?" Sol finally raised his head and asked.

"Since the last time I came back with you, I paid attention to you for a few days and found nothing unusual at the time. Surely you don’t know? You can just see the window of your bedroom from my room, and then occasionally I find you for a few days The lights were on all night."

"I thought you just forgot to blow out the oil lamp, but since then I have been used to look at you at the window before going to bed. Then one day I went to drink water in the middle of the night and found that you were preparing breakfast for everyone, but at that time Obviously not normal."

"Later I discovered that as long as you turn on the lights all night, you will definitely run out for a cup of hot tea or milk, or chat with the guards for a while, or go fishing quietly until the next day. Then, I was convinced of my judgment."

"So, is the curse on you because of me?" Igrid looked at Saul, with tears gathering in her eyes. She talked about the small thing that each other's windows could look at each other, but she was talking about the biggest in the world. The secret is the same.

"Heh...little idiot. It is indeed because of you, but it is not. It is because it is indeed some of the tails left by the sea breeze county, not because it is just an accident that no one wants to happen, and anyone It doesn't matter."

"Moreover, this curse is actually a good thing. It will not damage the body. I can actually live a lot longer than others in my life. You can see that I use it very well. I can use the extra time to strengthen myself. This has actually made a lot of money."

"So you don't have to worry at all." Seeing Igrit crying, Saul hurried forward to wipe her tears away, and then put her in his arms. Igrid's height was only as high as Sol's chest, and she hugged Sol's waist tightly, silent.

"So you are going to adventure in the secret realm now?" Hugging for a while, Igrit raised her head in Thor's arms.

"Yes, don't you think it's a good deal? I'm walking on a strong road while others are sleeping." Sol bowed his head and replied.

"Is there only a dungeon in your life? I forbid you to go today." Igrit pouted and looked at Saul.

"Well, I don't know how Her Majesty the Fairy Queen is going to arrange for me?" After looking at each other in silence for a while, Saul tried to lower his head and finally rubbed her little head.

Igrit pulled Sol to the edge of the bed, pressed him to sit down on the edge of the bed, and then straddled Sol on his legs with his petite body. This height just shortened the height difference between each other so that she could Raising his hand, he put his arms around Saul's neck.

"Tonight... I'll accompany you." Igrit kissed Thor deeply, her face flushed, but her voice firm.

"Are you sure? The word'accompanied' is very dangerous in terms of part of speech!" Saul smiled.

Igrit didn't answer, and jumped off Thor, and then gently pulled the knot of wheat ears on the flap. The light purple dress that had lost its restraint became loose, and it slid down his shoulders with a flick.

Sol only then realized that Igrit was clearly prepared, because there was nothing under the skirt. The gray and smooth skin exudes a fascinating and strange beauty in the dim light of the oil lamp.

Although she is petite, she still has the mountains stacked up, and the curves are winding and mysterious.

"You...don't look at it." Igrit's face was flushed, and she was holding her arms and struggling.

"Oh." Saul hurriedly turned his head to the wall with a serious face.

After studying the texture and texture of the wall for a while, Saul turned his head to find that Igrit was missing and there was a skirt on the ground.

This is... teasing me?

Saul looked back, only to find that Igrit had walked around to the other side of the bed, and the small figure had been retracted into the blanket.

"Turn out the light." As if feeling Saul's gaze, the fairy queen sent another command.

Saul did as he said, feeling like he was infected by Diller.

But it feels very fun, and there is no psychological preparation at all. Perhaps the wonder of life lies here.

When Sol took off his clothes and got into the blanket, Igrit took the initiative to hug him and pressed his small face to Sol's strong chest.

"Although I accompany you, you are not allowed to hurt me." Igrit said suddenly.

"This...may be difficult, it usually hurts the first time." Saul can only lament that the knowledge he has is still not vast enough.

"Then what's next?" Igrit asked again.

"Uh...you don't have to do anything, I can do it." Sol replied.

"Oh." Igrit responded weakly.

"I heard that humans are resistant to foreign races, do you dislike my status as a fairy clan?" Igrit asked again suddenly.

"It's not too disgusting, it's actually not easy to say, this has to be checked before a conclusion can be drawn." Sol laughed.

"what to examine?"

"In this way, you turn to lean in my arms, and I will harass you first to make some preparations." Saul asked her to face her back.

"...Um...Um~" Igrit bit the pillow tightly, resisting the wandering of the finger monster.

"It seems almost done, then you are ready, I will count to three and then we will start." Saul ordered.

"Oh." Igrit was inexplicably nervous.

"Okay, get ready..., three."

"Hiss~~! Woo..., you liar." Igrit shuddered and whimpered slightly.

"I didn't lie to you. This kind of thing is like drawing an arrow. The sooner the better, the longer the pain is worse than the short one. Then it will be fine. I will slowly slow down the rhythm." Sol laughedly hugged the small mushrooms. In his arms, gently patting his back to coax.

In the dark, Igrit groaned occasionally, silently feeling Thor's power, and Saul finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ha, it was tough the first time, but it will be fun next time." Sol comforted.

"Bah~! Who wants to play with you villain?" Igrit pouted.

"Don't say that, as a pair of close friends, you don't come to play with me, but you can't stop me from going to play with you! This way we won't get separated in the long river of time." Sol Yi The face looks like a fake philosopher.

"Puff~" Looking at the rogue on his face, Igrit couldn't help but laugh, and suddenly realized that it turned out that liking someone is such a laborious and happy thing.

"I want to stay with you for a few more decades." Igrit raised his hand and stroked Sol's face with nostalgia.

"It hasn't been a few decades, it should be about twenty years old now." Sol's expression was a little sad.

"Why?" Igrit was startled, thinking it was a sequelae of curse.

"If you can't grow old together, I will send you away on time when I am forty years old. People always don't want their loved ones to see themselves as old, but I am the same. I just want you to remember that I fly over the wall, Handsome look." Saul smiled.

"So...Is it greedy? But if I have a child, I will take him back to the tribe."

"Child, what are the children of humans and fairies? Well, let me think about... a demon? A demon?" Saul held his chin in thought, as if this was a very important question.

"You really hate it, it's so ugly, what kind of weird name is this? He can only be a half-blood goblin, or a human with goblin blood." Igrit thumped Sol, and explained angrily.

"Hold me tight... embrace the fading time." Igrid said suddenly.

"I don't like the word passing away. It's too cold. We should say that we live in the present." Saul wrapped the goblin in his arms.

"Come on now, Great Devil, and love your little Igrit." Igrit raised her head and looked at Saul tenderly, her eyes full of tears as bright as stars.

"Well, since it hasn't appeared in your past and cannot appear in your future, then I will own your present." Saul smiled and turned over, covering the petite Igrit, softly and intimately kissing raindrops. The same fall.

From time to time, there will be a small moan in the darkness, and sometimes it will return to silence.

After a while.

"I didn't scare you this time?" Sol lifted the blanket with a funny expression.

"When I'm nervous or excited, I will... and...urinate." Igrid's face was flushed, and his voice was mosquitoes.

"Your emotional coverage... is quite wide. Okay, it doesn't matter, we cover it together and we will kill it." Saul pulled up the blanket again and wrapped each other tightly.

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