Stray - Chapter 262

    Answer to the question

    Oliver has never been so relaxed.

    Nimo’s phantom has no temperature, and the giant beast under his feet will not disappear because of this relationship. The absurd and crazy part of this world has not changed, but he seems to be embraced by those cruel facts, and becomes reassured in the darker and darker night.

    In the meeting just now, Nemo, the pillar of the world, did not object to Oliver’s rescue plan, everything returned to the right track and moved forward slowly with time. No more puzzles, no more panics in their lives.

    Oliver leaned again on the gleaming devil’s skull, so comfortable that he almost fell asleep. The weary knight spread out his limbs on the thick branches and raised his head.

    Nimo, who was sitting on the skull, bowed his head and smiled, his two hands gradually stroked down from the top of his lover’s head, passed through the soft hair, brushed by the ear, and finally touched his fingertips To the chin, the palm of the hand just wraps most of Oliver’s cheek.

    “What do you want to talk about, Ollie?”

    “I think about it…why did you save me in the first place? Not the frontier forest one, the one against Witherspoon. You didn’t, uh…”

     Oliver muttered. Just like the overzealous little boy muttering to himself to his imaginary friend more than a decade ago.

    “…not in love with you yet.” This time his “imaginary friend” responded mildly.

    “At the time, I thought that the courage of the son of Lopez is commendable, and it would be a pity to die like that. With this human cover, I may be able to walk on the surface longer.”

    “Son of Lopez.” Oliver stretched out a hand and poked the tip of the Demon King’s phantom’s nose. “It is a cruel statement, my lord.”

    Nemo wrinkled his nose subconsciously, but did not mean to avoid the finger: “Then what do you prefer, my fiancé?”

    Oliver’s ears turned red instantly.

    “On this point, I miss you a little, Nemo.” Oliver coughed twice, rubbing his ears. “It’s a little unfair that it’s just me being embarrassed.”

    “I think you wouldn’t hesitate if you had to choose between ‘shameless’ and ‘inhuman cruelty’.” Nemo’s tone leaked an undisguised smile.

    “There are so many things to remember, many little things become irrelevant – but that being said, don’t worry, I’m not going to be Jesse’s level.” Nemo showed a serious look Thinking expressions. “I think there’s still a gap between ‘little shame’ and ‘no shame’.”

    “Maybe I can help you find it in another way.” Oliver turned his face away, rubbing his ears harder and harder, and the pinna shone red in the moonlight.

    “I’m looking forward to it.” Nemo raised an eyebrow.

    Then he was silent for a few seconds, as if thinking.

    After half a minute of quiet silence, the devil spoke again: “When Flint Lopez mentioned you at the bottom of the abyss, he probably never thought of the current scene.”

    “I didn’t exist at that time, why did Dad mention me?” Oliver looked at the twinkling stars.

    He was a little aware of what Nemo wanted to do.

    “Oh, his exact words were- ‘Sonia and I discussed it, if it’s a lovely daughter, call it Olivia. If it’s a son, call it Oliver. By the way I’d rather have a daughter.’” Nemo cleared his throat, imitating Flint’s voice in memory.

    “…you don’t need to bring the second half of the sentence.” Oliver responded bitterly.

    “It’s the truth.” Unfortunately, Nemo didn’t hold back and laughed outright.

    Then his expression softened: “Flint and Ulysses, no, rambled with me all the way. About your mother, about you, about your future home, Ollie—perhaps he never told you about your mother, but at the bottom of the abyss, he repeated it to me nineteen times in great detail.”

    “Now I know Flint Lopez’s birthday, what his wife looks like, and I know the story very well. Pain…will you listen?”

    “Yeah.” Oliver replied gently, clenching the gold pendant in one hand.

    That was the question he posed to the yet-unfamiliar Nemo when they fled together in the frontier forest. Yes, his Demon Lord never forgets anything.

    As in the not-so-distant past, Oliver’s voice was slightly choked with imperceptible choking.

    “But the question that was asked at that time…at least one, and I already knew the answer. I think you understand, Nemo.”

    Can a person really love another person that much?

    Now, maybe it really does.

    He leaned on his “Mr. White”, only this time he wasn’t speaking out on his own. For the first time, Oliver listened quietly to the words from the depths of the abyss, not willing to miss even a single word.

    As the stars fade away, the eastern sky begins to turn white.

    “…but, to be honest, I’m a little curious.”

    Oliver, who had not slept all night, moved his lower joints and rubbed his slightly sore eyes: “Nimo, what does Ulysses look like?”

    Nemo froze for a second.

    “No no, I don’t have to know. If you mind—”

    “Do you mind? Of course I don’t mind, Oliver, I can show you directly… as long as you don’t mind.”

    “Sure.” Oliver blinked.

    His Demon Lord rose from the skull and disappeared like smoke. Next, a terrifying head appeared in front of Oliver—the huge “Ulysses” floated in mid-air, his eyes locked on him, and his pupils were the Devil’s Cross that he was familiar with.

    Scythe-like forelimbs, body lines are smooth and powerful. A bizarre and terrifying figure of an alien beast.

    This is the demon king who was “killed” by his father back then.

    Oliver supported the tree trunk with both hands, no longer leaning on the skull. He stood up straight and looked at the monster in front of him.

    “According to human records, that human-shaped body is considered the ‘nineteenth generation’. But in my memory, Nemo Wright is the one hundred and twenty-seventh ‘Demon Lord’ created by me ‘. Expeditionary behavior on the surface began before humans appeared.”

    It was not the Nemo voice he was familiar with. The timbre is fantastic, clearly belonging to a creature other than humans.

    Oliver hesitated for a moment, stretched out a hand, and poked the position of the monster’s nose in front of him solemnly – or, in other words, he thought it was the position of the nose.

    The giant eyes of “Ulysses” opened slightly at the same time.

    “You have more guts than I thought,” said the strange voice.

    “It’s, uh, spectacular. But it’s hard for me to define a human aesthetic, and I don’t think we need that either.” Oliver commented matter-of-factly. “Nimo, your body at the bottom of the abyss, shouldn’t you…”

    “Do you care?” “Ulysses” in front of him tilted his head, wondering if it was an illusion, Oliver read a bit of ridicule in it.

    “You acquiesced to my rescue plan and are willing to return to the surface. This means that you must remain in human form, or be able to change human form. Then…then let me tell the truth.” Oliver sighed fiercely breathed.

    The Demon King quietly stared at the frowning human in front of him.

    “…that pair of rings cost all my savings, and they were made in your human form.” Oliver scratched his hair fiercely, “I promise to put them on for you, but if When you meet at the bottom of the abyss, you look like this…”

    He gestured at the huge monster in front of him with the ring in confusion, trying to find a place to hang the ring.

    “This is a bit difficult.” Oliver’s voice became more sincere. “Promise me, Nemo. Please cooperate with me when I take it out and become human, okay?”

    Ulysses suddenly disappeared. The familiar Nemo reappeared, sitting back on top of his skull with a helpless smile on his face.

    “My savings are still there.” Nemo coughed a few times, “but I’ll have to save them and find a suitable place to buy a house—you see, when this is over, we You can’t live in the abyss, right?”

    “…” Oliver choked. In some ways, his majesty is still very realistic, it’s just a pity…

    “Nimo, you are now presumed dead. No blood relatives are specified, and your private assets will go to Tumbleweed’s team funds.” He said sadly.

    Despite being an apparition, Nemo’s face was visibly paler.

     “Don’t worry. Mr. Ann and Mr. Cross will not mess around, I will keep an eye on Jesse.” Oliver patted his chest quickly.

    “…That’s good.” The Demon King breathed a sigh of relief.

    The sun is about to rise. Oliver turned his head to the side and looked at the Ash Mountains with a golden edge.

    “Nimo.”

    “Huh?”

    “Look east.”

    “The sunrise is beautiful, I know.”

    “You just said that the only thing you don’t understand about the whole thing…why did Flint Lopez steal the skull from the royal family and put it on the top of the tree.”

    “Yes.”

    “I think I understand,” Oliver said softly.

    This tree is tall, but not far from the cedar tree in the backyard of Ramon’s hotel. After years of climbing up and down without telling his father, he was very familiar with the scenery there.

    “At the bottom of the abyss, you told him ‘want to take a look at the surface’. It can be sealed in a box wrapped in layers by the royal family, and can’t see anything at all. Although for’ It’s wishful thinking and pointless for a dead’ head, but…”

    Oliver looked away, turned slightly sideways, and rubbed the pale skull beside him.

    “He put it there, probably to show you these.”

    The frontier forest seemed to wake up in the golden morning light, and a flock of birds flew from the forest. The Ash Mountains are like a broken, quaint picture frame between the sky and the forest. The sky burning with the morning glow clasps the whole world, there is a magnificent openness, but it is full of vitality.

    “Then it’s not ‘wishful thinking’ and Flint Lopez is successful.”

    Nemo stared at the morning mist that filled the forest.

    “…because I did see it.”

    Noe City, nine hours ago.

    Adrian Cross simply bought some supplies. He wrapped them skillfully, ready to send them to Oliver the next day—although Oliver Ramon couldn’t be weak from hunger or thirst overnight, a regular life is always better.

    After counting the supplies, put the paper bags neatly on the wooden table in the hotel room. Adrian thought for a moment and decided to take a cold shower.

    The cold water slid down her skin, causing a shudder. Adrian brushed his wet hair back, and everything that happened not long ago kept spinning in his mind.

    From a certain point of view, Ann Savage is much more accepting than himself. As a senior black chapter, the new queen walked too long on the dark side of the world and scoffed at the rules of the world. He was equally calm on the surface, and when he put his hand on the terrifying heart, he was sure that his heartbeat was abnormally fast.

    The pillar of the world, the floating cocoon. The truth of the Demon King of the Abyss, the Earth represents the body of God.

    And the new human god.

    When he decided to go with the tumbleweed, he thought that he would seriously teach Oliver Ramon swordsmanship and fighting skills, maybe that bright young man could protect a village or two from robbers and bandits.

    …a village or two.

    Adrian put his left hand on his chest and shook his head with a wry smile.

    He may need more time to digest this, Adrien thought. First he had to deal with his relationship with Jesse—

    A wet black nose opened the bathroom door, and the beast’s long mouth squeezed through the crack of the door.

    “How long do you have to wash? I brought the cake.” Jesse’s tone was inexplicably solemn.

    “I dispersed all suspicious animals in the vicinity and stuck a bronze do-not-disturb on the door. Miss Savage was sent back to the royal city by me, Ramon was busy making out with Wright, and the Radians taught The Pope of the 1980s won’t have any letters now – all in all, it’s safe this time.”

    “…” Adrian laughed, he put on a bathrobe and wiped his short hair casually. Get out of the bathroom.

    The window was wide open, and the curtains were fluttering by the night wind. His **** should have come in through the window, and he also brought a box that was obviously too large to be carried in human form.

    The huge box that didn’t exist in the room has been opened, and the cake is covered with finely processed fresh fruit, and the cream lace is not damaged in the slightest. Judging from the size of the cake, it is probably enough for two adults to eat for more than three days.

    For some reason, Adrian could imagine Ann’s toothache when she heard the request.

    Looking around for a while, Jesse sniffled in satisfaction. This time, he didn’t come up with any strange mechanism, and simply cut it with magic.

    A perfectly shaped cake floats into a small saucer and floats with the saucer to Adrian. Jesse herself kept her animal shape, swallowing a large piece with great pleasure, her long mouth full of cream.

    Adrian didn’t refuse, he picked up the plate obediently, and the sweet aroma of fresh cream and fruit penetrated into his nostrils. He took a small piece with a fork and ate quietly. The long tail of the giant beast swept slowly beside his feet, and there was a soft thick carpet under his feet, and the long soft hair brushed the soles of his feet.

    “About Mr. Ramon’s plan—” Adrian spoke first.

    “Huh? Ed, you’ve got cream on your face.” Jesse seemed to be off topic as he swallowed another piece of cake. The beautiful blue animal eyes swept over.

    Not quite used to his power recovery, Adrian turned his head subconsciously and looked for the clean handkerchief on the table.

    Then a wet, warm touch brushed against his cheek.

    Adrian silently wiped his neck and the side of his face—his gods did remove that annoying little pat of cream, and then smeared more with his tongue.

    “Jesse…” He sighed and began to consider whether to use the cleansing spell.

    The cream on the skin suddenly became more and more.

    Adrian gave up the idea of ​​using the cleansing spell, he rubbed his hands, stared blankly at the tongue, and recalled the action of Ann catching it for a few seconds.

    But this time he didn’t succeed.

    The beast came forward and turned into a human when he was about to shoot. Unsuspectingly, he was hit by the airflow of the shape-shifting spell, and Adrian lost his balance instantly. The upside-down figure undoubtedly completely shattered his hopes of stabilizing his feet—

    The beautiful blond young man sat on him, with the vertical pupils of the beast remaining in his eyes, and the fingertips that brushed against Adrian’s chest still had the beast’s claws, and easily slipped on the nightgown Leave a few cuts on the top.

    Jessie wiped the cream from her mouth, thought for a moment, leaned down, and licked the remaining cream on Adrian’s face. The beast’s tongue was fine, but when it was replaced by a human tongue, the atmosphere suddenly became ambiguous.

    Then he stood up and looked at the eyes of the believers below him seriously.

    “I have an idea,” Jesse muttered, digging her fingers into the slit in her robe. “The closest I’ve ever seen you to being shaken was that night at Clement’s Cathedral. Dear Ed, since you insist you won’t shake, may I try again?”

    He licked the corner of his mouth, stopped, and asked seriously.

    The fingertips that retain the animal characteristics make the skin on the chest slightly tingle, Adrian stretched out a hand, and brushed the beautiful blue eyes with fingers dipped in cream.

    The eyes were playful and confused, with a little competitiveness, a little desire, and a little softness that their owners had not yet noticed.

    “Yes,” he replied.

    At least this time he could see the end with his own eyes.

    He may not be the more shaken one, he thought, giving the **** a quiet smile.

    The author has something to say:

    Nemo: It doesn’t matter if you feel shame. The pillar of the world smiles against the wind and clouds, without fear.

    Oli: Your private account has been confiscated.

    Nemo: ∑(;ω;)…My money! The money I put here!