To Burris The Spellcaster And His Family Dependent - Chapter 70

“What?” Before Burris could react, Lot turned around and pressed him against the door.

This posture is mostly about kissing, anyway, they haven’t kissed before, Burris has long since abandoned himself… but today seems to be different.

Today Lot hugged him too tightly, with the other hand gently placed on his chin and neck… This posture was like a wild beast capturing its prey, making Burris uncomfortable. Before he had time to object, Lot Ru He bowed his head and kissed him as usual.

When being kissed, Burris closed his eyes and tried desperately to reason with himself:

It’s not shameful, it’s normal… I’ve said it before, I can accept the Skeleton Lord, who is Lotbard, who is in front of me… No, this demigod. He asked me if I understood his intentions, and I said I understood, and I said everything, how could I go back…

Don’t young people all kiss? Yes, everyone does this, nothing to be surprised…No one stipulates that the caster cannot kiss, and no one stipulates that the old man cannot…

Suddenly, his continuous distractions were cut off-Lot bit his lip, and when he opened his mouth subconsciously because of the pain of eating, a soft and moist thing touched his gums.

The mage’s body instantly stiffened. Lot’s tongue licked his gums, entangled with his tongue, and he just continued to close his eyes innocently.

This time it was not for thinking, but he didn’t dare to move.

To be honest, he lived so old, even if he had never eaten a triangle porpoise meat, he had seen a triangle porpoise running, even if he had never seen a triangle porpoise running, he had also seen a triangle porpoise illustration… Of course he understood what a tongue kiss was about.

However, this is the first time that he has been so intimate with others, and the intimacy exceeds the acceptable limit in the past. He wanted to attribute this feeling to “itchiness” or “numbness”, but it seemed that it was more than that.

His body gradually ceased to be so tight, and even a little too soft. Lott put his arm around his back and fixed him between himself and the door panel. If that weren’t the case, he might fall to the floor.

Finally, Lott let go of him. Burris gasped, not daring to raise his head, somehow he adapted to the subtle atmosphere at this time, but Lot yelled, his voice sounded horribly happy: “Gods are up! Is it really that successful?”

“What?” This was the second time Burris was at a loss today.

“Are you a little lost? Do you have soft feet? Are you a little dizzy? Does it feel like you are drunk? Is it very exciting?”

Burris was dumbfounded for a while, snapped his fingers, and lit a small ball of light in the air.

Lott looked down at him, with excitement in his eyes, and licked his lips excitedly.

In Lott’s expectant gaze, the wizard held back for a long time before slowly saying: “I… don’t understand what you want to ask…”

Lott changed to embrace him with his arms around him, and said with a smile: “This kind of kiss is for a loved one. It is not a kiss for spellcasting or a kiss for blessing others. According to the book, you should feel numb and breathe. Disordered, drowsy eyes, sweet gasps, a slight blush on his face… It seems to be true, it is true! Thanks to your light ball, I saw it! Your face is really red!”

After being said so, Burris’s face turned red: “Please don’t use the terms in pornographic materials…”

Lott chuckled, “Why, do you always read that kind of book?”

“No, that kind of book is meaningless.”

“If you haven’t read it, how do you know that this is a term in a pornographic book? Why don’t you say that I made it out of thin air?”

Seeing Burris bowed his head and said nothing, Lot knew that the topic should be stopped. His mage is thin-skinned, and teasing people of this character can’t be teased too hard. They are full of shame and anger but will not break out, and they are easy to suppress problems.

Lott changed the subject unambiguously. He hugged the mage and said softly, “Burris Gelshaw, don’t want to leave me.”

“I didn’t think…” The mage’s voice was muffled.

“I said more than sixty years ago that when I regain my freedom, I will be your forever ally. We will be together for a long time. What if we have conflicts in the future? What if we quarrel someday , I can’t talk about it…what do you do? Do you want to turn around and leave?”

Burris is not good at discussing such issues at all. Of course he didn’t think so, but after all his own speech was first, how should he explain to the maharaja now?

“It’s different…” He tried to say, “Those words are aimed at Naylor and the princess, but they are not talking about us…”

Lot asked: “In your mind, are we different from them?”

Burris did not understand this sentence. Before the mage could figure out the meaning, Lott took the initiative to continue: “You think they are a couple. If you can use words like’love’ and’break up’ on them, it can’t be used on us? We and them What’s the difference? In romantic novels, it is traditional for a princess to be a knight, and it is also for a wizard to be a devil.”

Burris wanted to interject that “the latter combination usually appears as an evil character”, but he did not say. He couldn’t bear to say, what if you start to digress after hearing this sentence? He didn’t want the maharaja to digress, he wanted to hear the maharajah…

Lot went on to say: “From our reunion, to the palace ball, to the small black room of the post, to the church, the island, the elves’ yard… Until now, I have already made my mind clear. For nothing, you have always been the attitude of’I know but I don’t say anything.’ Burris, you asked Naylor just now,’Are you really willing to accept her? Or are you just tolerating her? ‘Now I ask you the same question, are you really willing to accept me? Or are you just tolerating me?”

Burris was startled, and squatted softly, “I…I don’t…”

Lott was aggressive: “No one? Didn’t accept me, or didn’t tolerate me?”

“I didn’t tolerate you…”

“then you……”

“My lord, can you stop talking about this…” Burris never looked up. “I’m not doing it perfunctory or avoiding this on purpose… I’m sorry, my lord, I’m really sorry…”

Burris suddenly started apologizing, which scared Lott. He just wanted to take the opportunity to hug his relatives, and find some sense of security by the way. He didn’t want to force the mage to admit something.

While he was thinking about coping styles, Burris continued: “I know what you mean…I really know. But I…Oh my God, I can’t say it. I have not talked about it once at such an old age. , I really… can’t say anything. Really, this is not a lie to you, I really am…”

Lot vaguely understood. He stroked the mage’s back and decided to switch to another way of communication: “Burris, do you like Count Hrolf?”

The wizard was confused by this sudden digression again. He was silent for a while, and answered honestly: “I like it very much. It is very sensible and cute.”

“I gave you a green light dragon’s breath pin and also bought a silver harp. Do you like them?”

Burris replied very honestly: “Although they are useless, but…I actually like them.”

Lott snickered, “Aren’t you angry when I spend your money like this?”

So you know yourself! Burris hid his face in Lot’s arms and couldn’t help but smile: “Not angry.”

“So, are you willing to let me stay in your tower?”

“Well, I’m very willing.” Burris took the initiative to continue, “just as he said more than sixty years ago…”

“Won’t repent, won’t leave me if you don’t agree?”

Burris answered without hesitation, but the wording was a little cunning: “No. The mountains that do not return are mine, and the tower is mine. I will always be there. As long as you don’t leave, I won’t leave.”

Lott smiled and said, “Actually, I was lying to you just now. I didn’t hear anything clearly.”

“Didn’t you hear what?” Burris was in a daze, almost forgetting what they were talking about before entering the house.

“Sir Naylor drank too much and was slurred. I teased him casually. He didn’t say the whole thing at all. I didn’t mean to inquire about their privacy, I just wanted to find an excuse to tease you.”

Hearing such a candid confession, Burris was speechless.

To be honest, he is still not used to these sweet and intimate manners. It’s strange that when I was young, I could even sleep in the arms of the bone maharajah. Why is it that I am so embarrassed now that I can’t lift my head?

He remembered very clearly that in the forest more than sixty years ago, he was very, very unwilling to leave the arms of the bone maharaja.

This embrace can drive away sadness, soothe fear, and make him fall asleep peacefully, warm to tears…This is a feeling he has never experienced from the White Tower.

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At that time, the Skeleton Lord took him on the road overnight, and the two of them came to the plain forest near the Kingdom of Shandenia for a long time. Burris’ fever has subsided, but his body is still a bit weak.

“Is that the official way to enter and exit the city gate?” The Bone Maharaja supported him with one hand, and the other pointed at the outside of the forest. It was just when the moon was setting, the eastern sky had just turned white, and not far away, a layer of dim white light was glowing on the flat stone road.

Burris nodded: “It should be…”

“Can you enter the city?”

“Sandnia’s border will accept northern refugees, and I can pretend to be a wanderer.”

There is no temple of the Silent God in Sandonia, so necromancers will not be easily pursued and investigated here. Burris planned to find a city called Saint Dilian, and heard that there lived a group of necrophilic researchers.

He didn’t know how San Dilian went, he didn’t know the locals, or even whether the rumors were reliable…but he could only take one step at a time.

The Bone Maharaja squeezed his shoulder lightly, and slowly took a step back. “Good,” the maharaja said softly, “today is the seventh day, and I will leave before the sun rises.”

Burris breathed. If it wasn’t for a finger injury, he wanted to stretch out his hands, grab the man’s dark cloak, and hug him tightly again.

“Go,” the Maharaja urged, “Don’t stare at me and disappear.”

The little mage shook his head: “No, I want to watch you leave.”

“why?”

“I have to see clearly… I have to remember how you were when you were drawn back to the swamp of the dead. What if the clues to lift the curse are hidden in it? I don’t have much skill yet, and I don’t think I can see it. So I must keep this picture firmly in mind and think about it in the future.”

The Bone Maharaja approached again and touched the soft hair of the little mage. Just when he wanted to hug the wizard again, gray smoke gradually floated from his side and began to spin.

The smoke accelerated into a storm in a moment, completely separating him from the human mage. He smiled and looked out through the smoke gap, just looking into the mage’s gray-green eyes.

The little mage was pale, his shoulders trembling, but he did not yell, nor was he scared away.

“Burris Gershaw…” Standing in the center of the small storm, the Bone Maharaja whispered the name, “My mage, you must be my destined person… I am waiting for you, come see you soon Me.”

He didn’t get an answer before disappearing. I don’t know if the Master heard it.

The morning light poured down, the cyclone gradually subsided, and the smoke completely dissipated.

Burris stood alone on the edge of the forest for a long time.

He wiped his eyes with his arm until it was bright, and walked slowly toward the road.