The Enemy Always Wants to Pull Me into a Coffin

Alessio didn't know that the neuropathy had gone home on his own. He drove directly to the nursery center, but was told that the neuropathy had already left. He stayed on the spot for a while, gritted his teeth and planned to go home.

Good kind of neurosis! Dad slipped a big circle by you!

The rain outside is still falling, but it is not harsh anymore, it has become very dense. In the dark, Arecio seemed to feel something. He looked out of the floor-to-ceiling windows. The luminous jellyfish-like shadow was floating in the emerald sea under the rain screen. Two long whiskers had fallen into the sea and stirred some. The soul butterfly floats up, as if inviting the soul butterfly to dance together.

How did the soul butterflies come to such an upper sea surface...Alessio originally thought about this question, and soon he recalled what I had told him that these soul butterflies should have floated up as a line of defense.

So... is that shiny jellyfish also a line of defense?

Arecio stared at the dangling shadow blankly, and the shadow seemed to feel his gaze too. The translucent body tilted slightly towards him, as if he was also observing him through the rain screen. Suddenly, the shadow solidified, and the eight mustaches touched and danced, and finally two "pop" covered their face, making an expression similar to screaming.

Arecio: "..."

It feels like... just ran away.

The luminous jellyfish has taken the rain and wind and is coming quickly to the French windows promenade! He first glued himself onto the glass, realizing that he could actually traverse any matter easily, so he decisively peeled off his beard and swam forward again, this time passing through the special glass easily, with a faint glow. , Descended in front of Arecio.

The alarm device did not sound, and Arecio did not feel any malice, so he stood quietly in place, looking at the **** in front of him.

That's right, this should be a god, the kind of obscurity he had felt in Behemoth. This kind of wonderful atmosphere will also be produced by any of the gods when opening the domain. There are rumors that this kind of atmosphere is caused by divine power.

"Leviathan...?" He asked, "You seem to have recovered a lot. Is it because Lucy's strength is gradually increasing?"

[No need to use honorifics to me. Leviathan said that he seemed to be very happy. He hung upside down and walked around from behind Arecio, and then back around, like a child, always wanting to touch the top of his hair with a translucent beard. However, Arecio's gaze swept over, and he immediately shrank up honestly, and after a while, he couldn't help but stretched out his beard touch again.

Arecio originally thought that the dark gods treated him differently because he was a powerful dark creature, but now it doesn’t look like this. Leviathan’s attitude towards him is even greater than that of Behemoth, who hastily transformed into a pillar. Be clear, and let Alessio realize that he seems to be a little different to these gods.

He didn't have much fear of the so-called gods, so he directly raised his head and asked, and did not use honorific words in accordance with the requirements of God.

"you know me?"

[You are a "tinder". 】

This word is not so light that it can bear on the top of his head, Arecio frowned slightly, he was about to ask further, but Leviathan shook his head slightly at him.

[I have an agreement with someone, I can't tell you more. 】

Arecio’s first reaction was that he used to be a lich. Neuropathy was not a guardian. It was really hard for him to think that neuropathy would make a promise with God.

"Is it Lucy?"

Leviathan didn't answer. He circulated Arecio affectionately a few times, reaching out and touching the top of his hair.

[Looking forward to seeing you again. 】

The Sea Pillar once again walked in the void romantically, through the glass, and came to the rain-draped sea. Alessio subconsciously pursued two steps, knowing that Leviathan would not tell him more, and considering that he had to look for neurosis, his footsteps stopped after all, and he took a deep look at the **** who seemed to be dancing.

Ten thousand years ago, there seemed to be an inner layer that he didn't know. Maybe after the neuropathy recovered all the memories, he could answer part of it. Thinking of neurosis, Arecio didn't stay anymore, just took an expedited bus and returned home.

Arecio brought its own umbrella device, even if he got out of the car, he didn't get wet. He hurried through the rain curtain that seemed to be denser and denser. There seemed to be a white shadow in front of him. Suspecting that he was neurotic, he speeded up his pace to catch up.

"Nerv...Ruzius!"

In the sound of the heavy rain, the saint still caught his voice and turned around. A few strands of the drenched platinum-golden semi-long hair fell on his shoulders, and those sky-colored eyes were a bit misty with a layer of water vapor. He looked at Alessio, pursed his lips a little, and resolutely turned back.

Arecio is now full of question marks. He admits that the neurosis is now pitiful and lovely, but...

"Where's your umbrella?" Arecio hurried up to meet him, trying to expand his device to cover the soaked neuropathy. His mouth was still frustrated, "Which rental company's floating car? Do you not provide an umbrella device?"

The saint stretched out his hand, and Alessio thought he wanted an umbrella device, so he passed it directly. Unexpectedly, the saint didn't pick up the device at all, avoided his hand, opened his arm, and hugged him directly into his arms.

"Papa", the umbrella device fell to the ground, Arecio instantly felt the rain splashing on his head and body, his coat was wet and sticking to his body, but he couldn't care about it. All his mind had been placed on this sudden embrace. .

This was the first time he had close physical contact with a neuropathy in non-war time. The human heartbeat sounded a little bit faster. I don't know if it was because of the rain or something else that made Areciou, who had not eaten blood for the day, a little hungry. He forcibly dispelled the thought in his head, tried to move, and his body was immediately hugged even harder.

A little breath hit the side of his neck, giving Arecio a ridiculous premonition that he was about to be hunted.

"Why do you make yourself so miserable?" he asked softly, "not holding an umbrella."

"..."

The only response to him was a harder hug.

Arecio thought about it for a while. The only thing that can affect the neurotic mood like this is probably only the memory that is gradually restored.

"Do you think of anything again? It's all over."

His hands tried to pat the neurotic head from behind, but he couldn't reach it. He hadn't fully grown up when he was transformed into a blood race, and his height was a little different from the neurotic. He tried a few times, became discouraged, and patted his neurotic back instead.

"Go back, it's still raining." He tried to tear the neuropathy that was sticking to him from his body, and the neuropathy didn't come down even after the neuropathy was killed. At the end of the tear, Arecio was almost angry, and suddenly heard a soft sound in his ear. Laughter.

Arecio: "..."

Kill you crazy!

He almost pulled the sickle from the shadow, and let go of his hand decisively, but his eyes remained on him. The feeling that has been forgotten thousands of years ago is coming again, clearly neurotic eyes are a very refreshing sky color, sometimes when staring at him, it makes him feel as if he is burned.

"Where is your memory restored?" Arecio became suspicious.

The sage immediately lowered his eyes, and his original smile was restrained.

"Recovered to... I received news of your death."

"..." Arecio was silent for a moment, "Actually the news about my death..."

"I know, from your previous attitude, you can definitely win between Theo and you. But that doesn't prevent me from thinking about how heavy the injury is that makes Theo feel confident. Declare to the outside world that you are dead."

"..." Alessio couldn't say anything to comfort him for a while. He himself is a character that doesn't remember bad things. Although it was extremely critical to tear his face completely with Theo, theo failed to kill him in the end and he ran away. . For the stability of his power, Theo declared that he was dead, which is quite normal.

He curled up to recuperate, healed about halfway through, and then wondered about spending a carnival with a neuropathy. He had broken his promise once, so he didn't want to break his promise any more, so at a huge risk, he found a neurosis in the carnival the following year.

"I went to find you the next year, and when I woke up, I went to find you. It happened to be a carnival." Arecio raised his head, looking at the saint with his deep rosy eyes, as if he was doing this to himself. Sorry, he showed a little bit of fangs.

"You will be able to remember slowly later, so the news of the death was just a fake news from Theo. The moment I saw you again, I was very grateful. I slept for a full year. During this year, My old friend encountered encirclement and suppression in the Sea of ​​Undead, and Theo was covering the sky with the blood...These are all I learned later."

"But you are still here, at least you are still there. The soul butterfly remaining in the Sea of ​​Undead told me that you even tried to help my friend. Although in the end you couldn't stop her death, I still thank you."

After he finished speaking, he laughed a little bit self-deprecatingly.

"Originally, I kept saying that I won’t leak it, but it reminds you yourself. Now I seem to say it is almost the same. In fact, I said that at the beginning is also mixed with a little selfishness. I am a little afraid of you thinking about it, afraid you will think of something. , And then turned against me like ten thousand years ago."

"I don’t know why you are tearing up the agreement between us. Did I do something wrong? Or what happened? Why don’t you talk to me directly? I’m not a person who doesn’t listen, as long as you To me, I believe in how absurd it is."

Ruzius's eyes moved slightly, he looked at the blood family standing in front of him, and the rain seemed to make the red pupils more vivid. The Kindred looked at him, then lowered his eyes in frustration, and apologized to him.

"Sorry, you haven't recovered your memory yet. I shouldn't pour negative emotions on you who don't know."

"……prophecy."

"what?"

"Huoyu prophesied that Noah sacrificed his life to me at the carnival when you didn't come."

He didn't plan to tell Arecio that he had recovered all his memories, which might cause Arecio to be alert and unfamiliar with him, which he absolutely didn't want to see. What he wanted was to approach each other more gently and gently, just like what happened when they lived together before.

But he would never tolerate misunderstandings with Arecio. He was silent ten thousand years ago, because he was the only one who knew Huoyu's prophecy. He wanted to try to save, so he couldn't die. But before entering the second plan, he was about to pull Areciou into the coffin to prepare for the ten thousand years of sleep, and confided the doomsday prophecy to Areciou.

He was not sure whether he would die, he was betting that he was useful to God, and God would give him life within the rules.

He seems to be right.

"Doomsday prophecies cannot be leaked..." Arecio murmured, this is common sense, and those who reveal their fate will undoubtedly die, "That's why you can't explain to me, you can only take action on the side."

One of his knots has been unraveled. If this is the case, the neurosis tens of thousands of years ago may have been under tremendous pressure. Opposing him against his will may be part of the law of salvation. Although the fire and rain were not prevented in the end, the new world tens of thousands of years later proved that the neurotic efforts were not completely ineffective.

"Is that so?!" He said his guess, his eyes flashing, exulting, "If this is the case, then you are the well-deserved savior!"

Ruzius didn't care if he was the savior, he just watched Arecio's expression stretched out, so he smiled faintly.

"Even if it was really what I did, the last era was ultimately destroyed."

"That's not the same! Some of the destruction only left ashes, and some still left Mars, which can be revived, just like the current world! Wait, Mars..." Arecio pondered, "Just now at the conservation center , I seem to have seen Leviathan. He is about to recover and call me [Fire]."

"...What else did he say?"

"No, He won't reveal it anymore."

Ruzius nodded slightly, Leviathan still kept the promise, and did not reveal too much what he did.

"So am I really a "fire"?" Arecio was lost in thought. "Hurry up, let me borrow your mind and think about what he means."

"Are you sure I want to lend you here?"

"Why, you don't want to?" Arecio bared his fangs threateningly.

"If you want to think here under the rain, I have no objection."

"..."

Arecio realized that they were still standing in the rain, but the rain was quite soft and covered in mist. He shut up, lest he encounter neurotic taunts again. However, it is rare that the neuropathy didn't taunt him. He just picked up the umbrella device from the ground and opened it, letting the waterproof curtain envelop both of them.

Arrived at home, just after two o'clock in the morning, this night was really tossing, Arecio planned to go back to the room to take a shower and go to sleep. Suddenly, he felt that he was hanging in the air. The neuropathy picked him up with a cat, controlled the water at the door, and then continued to carry him in.

"Let go! What do you want to do?"

"Have a shower, so don't catch a cold."

"I don't catch a cold!"

"I'm afraid I will catch a cold."

"???"

The dog's anger in the dog has gone to the next level! He was really afraid that one day when he gets up in the morning with a neurosis, he will just bark!

and also……

Wash it yourself! Is carrying him planning to wash together? !