Sylvide looked back, the watery moonlight hung on her cheek, and the edges shone like there was a thin edge of down. Under the slender eyebrows, a little starlight flashed in the depths of her eyes, with a narrow mouth,
A flicker of shyness and a bit of courage:
"how?"
Fang's heart was pounding, and his mind was in a state of confusion, as if he had lost his ability to control himself. He just looked at the other party stupidly. After a while, he asked softly: "Sylvid...?"
But now there is no more sound
Sylvide lowered her head and gently picked up his hand with only one hand. The palms of their two men gently joined each other, and their slender white fingertips were intertwined with his five fingers.
Only then did she raise her head, looking at him quietly with eyes like the shallow sea, she moved a little closer, lowered her body and put one hand on the edge of the bed, and climbed up. Under the thin pajamas, the delicate back of the collarbone was visible.
A piece of delicate skin, the curves gradually become graceful, the moonlight is staggered to one edge, like silver sand, the clear silk shines across the hills, and then gradually converges under a secret color.
Fang looked at this scene with a blushing face, but did not dare to look away.
The girl gently raised one foot, swayed her toes slightly, threw away her shoes, revealing her snow-white ankle, then raised her other leg and knelt down as well. She held Fang's hand with one hand and held Fang's hand with the other.
With his hands on Fang's side, his whole body almost leaned forward.
His dark eyes sparkling with starlight were looking at his captain intently.
The lip color of the noble daughter's rose reflects the moonlight and sparkles, just like the dewdrops on the stamens, trembling slightly.
Fang sniffed the fragrant orchid scent, couldn't help it anymore, and just pecked it gently. Under the dark color, the tears on the rose petals were falling quietly, as if they were cold springs, cold and gentle;
The stars are twinkling, twinkling, passing through the long time, the mottled night sky, and the bright glass, sprinkling silver frost on the ground
In the darkness, flowing quietly.
Fang wrapped one hand around the noble daughter's soft waist, and held up the other person's cheek with one hand. Sylvester felt the burning temperature of his palm, and couldn't help but let out a thin, low moan from the depths of her throat.
, Fang couldn't control it in an instant, and moved one hand down to gently open the other party's buttons.
A soft touch bounced out and gently touched the back of his hand.
Fang's heart skipped a beat.
He straightened up, turned the girl over, and pressed her down on the bed. But the messy and thin pajamas and the lifted collar covered the cold brilliance, the sultry curves, and the snow-white dunes. Looking down, only the girl could be seen.
The flat, snow-white waist is like a sea of silver sand, coldly reflecting the moonlight.
Sylvester's watery eyes seemed to have nothing left in the darkness, and only Fang's shadow was reflected in the depths of her dark blue pupils.
She looked at him a little dazedly, and Fang also looked at him. He raised his right hand, carefully holding the fragile face, and carefully savored the long, slightly trembling eyelashes, like petals.
It's the subtle fragrance of laurel.
The nobleman's eyes flickered.
He can only hold a rare treasure, which is far heavier than all the holy objects in the world.
The two people's eyes intertwined, and in the silence, it was even louder than the sound.
Fang asked the other party's wishes with his eyes.
Sylvester bit her lip, a trace of fear flashed in her heart, but she still mustered up all the courage she had had since she was a girl and nodded lightly.
But this is the time.
Her eyes reflected a little kid crawling out from behind Fang, looking sleepy, looking at the two of them with a hint of curiosity and confusion. The little girl rubbed the corners of her eyes until she saw Sylvide's appearance clearly,
His flaming eyes suddenly lit up, and he stretched out his hand with a sweet voice:
"Mom, hug!"
The sound was like a clear spring water, which suddenly made Fang wake up.
He quickly turned around, pressed Nini's head with his fingers, pushed her off his shoulder with an "ouch", and threw her on the bed.
Fang then blushed and turned around to look at the girl Sylvado who was still half-clothed. Needless to say, it was his previous masterpiece. But he was so embarrassed for a moment that he didn't know what to say, even
I was too embarrassed to cover him with a quilt.
Sylvide lowered her eyelashes and pulled the sheets with her hands.
There was an awkward silence between the two of them for a while.
Until Sylvide suddenly burst into laughter and looked at his embarrassed look with crooked eyes.
"Do you want to continue?"
she asked softly.
Fang shook his head, stretched out his hand, and gently closed the collar of the other party's pajamas.
He looked at the other party with bright eyes, and said in a gravelly voice:
"Miss Sylvide."
"Um."
Sylvester curled her eyes and responded carefully.
Dan Fang looked at her and replied:
"will you marry me?"
"Um."
Sylvide responded carefully again.
"I know that there are many differences between the chosen ones and the aborigines..."
"But I am serious. No matter how difficult the road ahead is, I will definitely marry you."
Quietly, Fang spoke seriously, as if narrating a promise: "Will you go to Earth with me?"
Sylvester's eyes flashed brightly: "Go to another world?"
"Um."
"Can Ed do it?"
"...Actually, Miss Miya is more suitable for you," she raised her hand, gently pressed the back of his hand, and said softly: "Ed, you have to leave this place eventually. I am willing to let you be in my life.
The most profound memory left behind has nothing to do with anything else, not my father, nor the Seven Seas Traveler."
"But one day, we will be separated from each other," the noble daughter playfully winked and said in a brisk tone, "This has nothing to do with the captain's choice, of course, as long as Miss Miya is willing."
Fang shook his head vigorously.
He also clasped the other person's hand, as if from the connected palms, he could feel the connected hearts, and said, "I've actually been thinking about this."
"If the Dragon Worshipers can go to our world," Fang was so serious that he seemed a little clumsy and stammered: "Sylvid, I will definitely find a way to let you go."
"real?"
"real."
The girl's mouth curved slightly, as if she believed it, but also as if she didn't care.
"...Then, can you pull me up, Captain?"
Fang was startled for a moment, then quickly stood up and took the hand of his ship officer, making her sit up from the bed.
Sylvide looked at her own appearance, then turned away with a slight blush, and fastened her buttons one by one.
But after a while, she turned around with a wave of long golden hair, and looked at Fang with some affection. Then she silently stretched out a hand, palm upward, and made a fist with five fingers. Fang raised his head and looked at this with some confusion.
One scene.
Sylvester gently opened her hand, and a silver button lay quietly on her open palm.
When Fang saw this scene, his face turned red again, and he couldn't help but think of the ridiculous scene before.
But compared to a momentary impulse
He could still hope to give this noble daughter to his sweetheart, a real promise.
Although there was a hint of sadness in the young man's heart, he had no regrets. After all, the two of them still had a long life together. He clenched his fist and made up his mind to bring Sylvide back to the earth no matter what. No matter how difficult it was, but
He has never been afraid.
The girl and the boy conveyed each other's feelings with their eyes, but finally aroused dissatisfaction from someone on the side.
"Mom, Papa!" Nini covered her red forehead and looked at the two of them aggrievedly.
Fang and Sylvide then turned around, glanced at the little guy, and couldn't help but be stunned. Then they looked at each other, and couldn't help but smile.
Fang stretched out his hand and gently rubbed the little girl's forehead. Fortunately, Nini didn't hold any grudge at all. She only looked at him with a little fear, as if she was afraid that 'Papa' would not want her. Sylvide also extended her hand.
Come and tuck this little girl's long flame-colored hair.
Nini was now happy. She narrowed her eyes and looked happy.
On the desk, Tata raised his head from his thick book, looked at this scene, and shook his head slightly.
Only then did Sylvide pick up Nini and place it on her knees. She looked at Fang with bright eyes, raised her hand, took the blanket from the other's hand, and gently pulled it like a piece of ink.
The green sea drew in and covered the three of them.
She, Nini and Fang
The three of them covered each other with a quilt, leaning against the gently swaying bulkhead, sitting on the bed, quietly looking at the undulating hills in the distance like the silver sea, and the great desert of Istania, as if they were here.
Under the moonlight, its truly extraordinary beauty is revealed.
It's just that the temperature at night has dropped to less than ten degrees.
The three of them leaned close to each other, as if they could feel each other's body temperature.
Nini couldn't help but use her hands to pull the threads on the blanket. Sylvester's eyes were crooked, and she used a finger to push her hand away to prevent the little guy from causing trouble. After a while, Nini yelled angrily.
He opened his mouth, raised his hand to hold the noble lady's fingertips, and bit it hesitantly with his pointed teeth.
But it was more like licking than biting, which made Sylvester curl up her fingers and giggle.
Fang watched this scene quietly from the side.
For the first time, I felt a touch of warmth in my heart.
Sylvide retracted her hand, her eyes flashed with silver light, and she looked at the undulating sea of sand and said softly: "Does the Captain know?"
"what do you know?"
"When I was a child, I was afraid of the dark alone, so I would often pull Siesta and sit on the bed like this, looking at the moonlight outside the window. Once, I even begged Siesta to tell me a story."
"Ah, Miss Siesta, can you tell stories too?" Fang's eyes widened. This is really a person who cannot be judged by appearance.
m
"Ed looks down on people, but Shasta is good at everything."
"Really? Come and listen to Sylvester." Fang couldn't help but be very curious.
"Shesta said, why are there only dark dragons and light dragons in this world?"
"Therefore, maybe there is a dragon between darkness and light, so let's call it the Dusk Dragon."
"Miss Siesta's ideas are really strange."
"Ed, don't interrupt."
"Okay, I won't interrupt."
"Once upon a time, there was a brave man who killed the twilight dragon."
Fang listened for a long time, but suddenly there was nothing more to say.
He then turned around and looked at the other party in confusion: "What happened next?"
"No more," Sylvide pursed her lips and smiled narrowly: "The brave man killed the dragon, doesn't this story end?"
"..."
Fang was a little stunned: "Wait, isn't this a bad ending?"
Sylvester covered her mouth with one hand and couldn't help but laugh so hard that she burst into tears. When he saw her like this, he couldn't help being startled. He had never seen a noble lady like this before.
But after a while, Sylvester panted slightly and replied with a charming look:
"...Ed, if Siesta hears you talking about her like that, she will be so angry that she will kill you."
"Miss Siesta isn't that scary, is she?"
But after thinking about the cold look on his face, Fang couldn't help but shudder.
Sylvide seemed to be comforting him, patting his hand gently under the quilt. Her eyes became softer, and she said softly: "Ed, we will finally have our own ship from Elpa."
Xin continues to this day. If you think about it carefully, one year has almost passed."
"...Time flies so fast, doesn't it?"
Fang Yi was startled and nodded: "Yes, the Seven Seas Traveler, a ship designed by your father."
But the noble daughter turned around and shook her head seriously: "It's your ship, Ed...it just inherited the name of my father's ship."
"...My father built this boat for my mother,...and you also built this boat for me, right?"
Fang nodded.
Sylvide fell silent, probably thinking of her mother. It just occurred to her that the other party had rarely mentioned her mother to him. So far, he only knew that she was the eldest lady of the Xilin-Spika family, Xilin
-Sister of Count Spica.
But judging from the relationship between the two families, it seems that they are not necessarily harmonious.
But the relationship between her and Delis was not bad.
After a long period of silence, the noble daughter said quietly: "Captain, it's late at night."
"...Are you going back?"
But Sylvide shook her head, turned back to look at him, her face was a little pale, and her eyes were rare and weak: "Captain, stay close to me, okay?"
Fang was slightly startled, but he still nodded and leaned a little closer. The girl's eyes softened, and she turned her head slightly and leaned on his shoulder.
A faint fragrance emanated from the girl's hair and lingered on his nose.
Fang felt a little quiet for a while.
He seemed to have just remembered that Sylvide's life experience was not that simple. Her father, Sir Mawei, was not only a famous explorer. He was also Prince Coleman's right-hand man. At this moment, Albert
The family is still on the prime minister's wanted list.
Speaking of which, the identity of the other party is the same as him at the beginning, but in fact he is still hidden from the light.
From Elpaxin to Idos, the other party has been silently bearing these pressures, but has never complained, vented or even talked to anyone.
What kind of experience can create such resilience in a girl? Thinking of this, Fang couldn't help but feel soft in his heart. But when he lowered his head, he discovered to his surprise that Nini was lying on the chest of the noble daughter, and the two of them were looking at each other.
Clutching each other, they had already fallen asleep.
Fang watched this scene silently, and only raised his hand gently, being careful not to disturb the other person, and fiddled with the messy hair on his forehead.
Just in the dark.
A place where no one can see.
The girl raised the corner of her mouth with some peace of mind.
…
A small boat on the silver sea is passing through the endless sand.
The platform on Mr. Gray Rock's back was swaying gently. The big cat man leaned on the railing, raised his head, and looked at the mottled starry sky. Although in Aitalia, there was a more flawless and pure starry sky.
But here, the starry sky seems to hang lower, closer to the earth
Those eyes that seemed to fill the sky, blinking and blinking, focused their ancient gaze on this thousand-year-old sea of sand.
And in the distance to the east are the tall silvery sand dunes.
It is the end of that long legend, the Land of Dragons.
But today it has been buried by sand and gravel until not even a trace remains.
The big cat man touched the scar on his cheek with his paw, and in the depths of his silver eyes, he seemed to be recalling everything that happened that day.
But there was a soft "squeak" sound, and someone pushed the door open behind him. He turned around and found that it was the elf lady Red who put down her paws and looked at the other person silently. After a long while, he asked: "That person is the killer."
The real murderer of your brother?"
Atila nodded.
"so?"
"The promise I made to the goddess has been fulfilled. I must..." Miss Elf's emerald eyes flashed slightly: "Red..."
"You want me to stay?"
Attila raised her head and looked at him without speaking.
Rhett thought silently for a moment before asking: "Have you told Ed?"
Miss Elf shook her head.
"Hey," the big cat man sighed: "You should tell him."
"...Wait a minute," Miss Elf shook her head hesitantly: "I haven't thought about it yet, Red."
"I see."
The big cat man patted her shoulder: "This is your choice, Your Majesty the Saint."
"And I have always been your guardian knight," he said warmly: "No matter what decision you make, I will support it."