Still no response.The speed of the pterosaur was as fast as lightning, and the clouds passed me in strands.The sun was a golden mist over me, and it looked so warm, but I couldn't feel its temperature at all.At this moment, I felt like I was falling into an ice cave, and even the air I breathed was as cold as ice.Although I am not a good person, I have never done anything bad on purpose.Why do bad things always befall me......
Why, when I plucked up the courage to say goodbye to the past, the people I dear the most seemed to fall asleep and could never hear back to me......
Hot tears fell one after the other, smashing on the hands I held with him.There has never been a moment when the presence of destiny has been felt so clearly.It looked down on me from above, fooled me, gave me hope, and threw me into the dust."
Eric ......" whether it is hypocrisy, lies, words and deeds are falsehoods......
He was the first person I met, willing to respect me, love me, and save me.Hypocritical character can be changed, but sincerity cannot be fabricated.The more I think about it, the more uncomfortable it becomes.I hope he doesn't respond, it's just my delusion.I wish I could raise my head and still hear his cold and gentle voice.The next moment, a voice sounded in my ears, "Why are you crying?"
”He shook his head and smiled, lifted my chin from behind, and wiped away my tears, "I'm just too tired......
I couldn't help but sleep for a while. ”The surprise came so quickly that I said almost incoherently "You didn't speak, I thought you were ......
Scared the hell out of me, it's okay, it's okay you're okay!
”"I'm not going to die.But Hedis is not an idle person, and after a confrontation, he is still a little tired. ”He let out a low gasp, "I know Lily now, and I must be curious to know about my past......
When I'm refreshed, I'll tell Lily, okay. ”"There's no hurry.Your body is more important than anything else. ”He chuckled, but his voice was hoarse and haggard, "I might have to sleep for a while."
Don't worry, I'll wake up. ”I turned my head and touched his cheek and whispered, "Okay, let's sleep."
I'll protect you. ”He rested his chin on my shoulder, his breathing slowed, and he fell into a deep sleep.I didn't dare let him sleep in this position all the time, so I patted the pterodactyl's side neck and motioned for it to slow down.The pterodactyl film wrapped its eyeballs in a film, and as if he understood, it really slowed down.I took the opportunity to carry Eric to me.It's just that there is a difference between the physique of men and women after all.Although "Carolina's" body is more and more like me in my previous life, and my original figure is still quite tall, it still looks a little petite compared to Eric's tall body in his early nines.Luckily, his waist was thin enough, and if it was as wide as his shoulders, I really didn't know how to hold him.A few hours later, the pterosaur landed on the outskirts of Paris.I'm not sure if Hedes is telling the truth or not if he says that Eric will never be a witcher again.Didn't dare to rush into the dungeon.As it turned out, I was right.Before I could get close to the Arc de Triomphe, I saw a column of heavily armed witchers running past me.They marched in unison, moving swiftly from tree to tree, plastering me and Eric's wanted notices.Luckily, when I came over, I hid Eric in an abandoned farmhouse.Paris can't get in, and Eric is not in a state that is suitable for long walks......
I bit my fingers and couldn't help but feel a little anxious.Back at the abandoned farmhouse, I rummaged through the clutter pile for a long time and found a patched skirt.After fetching two buckets of water from the well, I sat down, washed my skirt, and dried it on a bamboo pole.Then, he pulled out a fairly warm blanket, spread it on the floor of the wood room, and carried Eric to it.I don't know how long he's going to sleep or when he'll wake up, but seeing that his wounds are healing, his breathing is even and long, and everything seems to be going in a good direction.I tested the temperature of his forehead, leaned against the door of the firewood room, and fell asleep.I woke up twice, both of which were awakened by the howls of rats and wolves scurrying around.Had a bad night's sleep.Finally, when the day came, and the skirt hanging on the rod was dry, I changed into a body, twisted my hair into a strand, and wrapped it in a towel.Although the witchers haven't searched the village yet, they will do it sooner or later.Gotta find a way to go to the dungeon and buy some solution that changes the appearance.Pulling out Eric's wallet, I counted 20 gold coins, 5 silver coins, and 10 thousand-dollar franc bills......
This kid is so rich that I am red.The cloak that was taken from Augustus's body was obviously impossible to wear, and it was not only inlaid with brilliant and clear gems, but also a few brilliant diamonds, which could easily become the target of public criticism when worn into the street.His dagger could be used again, but the handle was inlaid with a lot of gems, so it still couldn't be taken out easily.I sighed and went to the firewood room to take a look at Eric, still asleep.Putting the cloak over him, I closed the door, wiped two handfuls of dust on my face, and walked near the gate to inquire about the patrol.Unbeknownst to him, the entire city gate was surrounded by witchers and guards like iron buckets, almost impassable.Even the nobles' carriages and the peasants' carts had to be stopped and inspected one by one.The aristocracy and the commoners were treated equally, and this was probably the most equal moment in all of Paris.I climbed up to the plane tree two or three times, brushed aside the dense foliage, and looked at the patrol routes of the witchers and guards, and fell into deep thought.Entering directly through the city gate probably didn't work, so you had to find an opportunity to climb up to the city walls and sneak into the city through the roof.Of course, if I were alone, I could have forced myself in and walked them around like a dog.But Eric is still asleep, and I have to be foolproof and responsible for him.After a long day of looking at the plane trees, I took note of the terrain around me.When I got back to the farmhouse, I cut my skirt short and used the extra strips of fabric to protect my elbows and ankles.As night fell, I kissed Eric on the forehead, covered his face with a cloth, and took advantage of the night to go to the woods outside the city.What I didn't expect was that patrols at night were even more intensive than during the day, and it seemed that Hettis was putting a lot of pressure on the Witcher Society.If it weren't for the threat to the foundation, the witchers wouldn't care so much about an old blood's orders.Sneaking up near the city gates, I recited the spell of backtracking, and the four-wheeled carriages that passed by here during the day immediately appeared, and I could even hear the sound of wheels rolling over the gravel road.The guard jerked his head up and stepped forward to see "Who?!"
”The time is fleeting.I jumped lightly onto the wall, climbed up quickly, and jumped to the roof below under the cover of night.Even though I tried to slow down, I made a "bang" sound.At the same moment, the witcher noticed traces of the retrospective technique, realized that the guards had been transferred away from the city gates, and immediately led a team to chase after them.This time is different from the previous chase, and there is no room for mistakes.I didn't dare to rest, and kept dodging, detouring, and creating illusions......
Finally shook off those difficult tails and entered the dungeon.I didn't expect Hedes to do such a desperate job, and the black market was forbidden to sell the solution that changed his appearance.Fortunately, there are policies and countermeasures.The black market has never existed to sell goods in a proper manner.I visited a few more shops, hinted a few times when I paid, and when I came out again, I had a few more bottles of dyeing solution in my hand.I bought another pair of boots and a gray cloak, found a small hotel without registration and changed into them, dyed my hair and skin in front of the mirror, covered the moles on my cheeks with skin cream, and retouched my contours.That night, I didn't sleep, squatting at the door of my room to prevent being taken away by the patrolling witchers.After dawn, I put on my cloak, walked out of the small hotel, and followed the crowd out of the city gates.One of the guards glanced at me and shouted to me, "Cloak, take off your hat!"
There is an order from above that hats and masks are not allowed recently. ”I slowly removed my cloak, revealing a face with white hair, eyebrows, and eyes.Everyone around me gasped and pointed at me.The guard, an ordinary man, choked on this face, waved his hand with a headache, and let me out.I breathed a sigh of relief, hurried to the abandoned farmhouse, and when I pushed open the wooden door of the firewood room, I found that Eric was nowhere to be seen on the ground.For a moment, the blood on his face was gone, and his hands and feet were cold.Countless ominous speculations came flooding my mind, whether he woke up and left on his own, or was taken away by the witchers......
If it's the latter, what should I do.What is going on with his body, can he still get better and recover, or is it that he has been deprived of his life by forbidden arts, and he has not even left a whole corpse.At the end of my life, I almost fell to the ground in deep despair.At this moment, an indifferent voice came from behind me, "I thought you were gone." ”I jerked my head back.Eric stood not far away, his shirt slightly open, revealing a slight heaving of his chest, as if his injuries had not yet healed.His palms had become intact, but the right side of his face still looked like a terrifying skeleton, and a complete golden eyeball was embedded in the eye socket, and bloodshot and dense blood vessels could be seen, which contrasted with the cold beauty of the left side of his face.But I thought it was the most beautiful sight I'd seen in the past few days, so I couldn't help but run over, threw myself into his arms, put my arms around his neck, and kissed him on the head.His intact eye widened slightly, and the other rolled in confusion.Chapter 42 I pressed my lips to him, looked at the silhouette of his skeleton close at hand, and whispered, "If I kiss the half of your face, will it hurt?"
”But he turned his head sideways and replied, "It's ugly, it will scare you." ”I turned his head back and looked into his golden eyes, "Whatever you look like, it won't scare me."
It can only be the ugly mind, not the appearance, that can be scary. ”He looked at me quietly and asked in a low voice, "What if the mind is ugly too." ”"Who are you talking about?"
I blinked and smiled, "You?"
No way. ”"I'm not joking, Lily."
His expression was calm, and his voice was calm, but there was a faint pessimism and despair, as if he had seen through my thoughts, "My heart is as dirty as my appearance.What they want to do to you, I have thought about too. ”I was stunned and opened my mouth slightly, "But......
You didn't do that. ”"You want me to face you with your true face.Well, sooner or later. ”I didn't know how to answer for a while.It stands to reason that I should panic when I hear this answer.The feeling of being controlled and imprisoned, I don't want to experience a second time in my life.But when I heard him say these words, I felt an indescribable distress.He is a person who is good at disguise, and he can hide it and continue to be a gentle and considerate lover......
Anyway, even the forbidden spell of Hettis didn't work for him, so how could I resist him.However, he chose to speak out about his dark side when I was most grateful to him, so that I could think about it and keep ......
Compared to those people, he even seemed so gentle on the dark side.I thought for a moment and asked softly, "Why do you say that?"
”"I'm not a god, I'm not a human, just a monster with mixed blood."
He said without emotion, as if to state the life stories of others, "The reason why I have the power of faith is because I have been in contact with Cthulhu."
After going crazy for a while, I got its mental power. ”Crazy for a while?
How could he say it so lightly......
During those days at sea, I was only briefly touched by Cthulhu, and I couldn't tell the difference between dreams and reality, and I almost had a nervous breakdown in the dream, and even if I woke up later, I didn't shudder, and my emotions were extremely prone to ups and downs.He was approached by Cthulhu at the time and "went crazy" for a while, and it's not hard to imagine what kind of torture madness it was."
Later."
I frowned slightly and took his hand."
Since then, I've often heard Cthulhu calling.It instills in me the spells and knowledge of another world, trying to drive me crazy in order to control me and reclaim the mental power that remains within me.But luckily, I came to my senses every time. ”He paused, "Later, I used its power to take over the Dagon Esoteric Sect, and obtained the worship and faith of the Deep Diving Clan. ”A few simple words, but you can imagine the thrilling behind it.It's no wonder that when he saw the tiara in Newburyport, he always felt that it was inextricably linked to Eric, full of mysteries and essences that humans could not explore.Little did I know at the time that those connections were the result of Eric and Cthulhu's game after game.How did God come into being?
There has never been a definite answer from ancient times to the present day.But there is no doubt that there can be God with faith.Sometimes, even if the monster is not qualified to become a god, it can obtain the power of the god after being nurtured by the temple and the believers for a long time.The Kraken is an example of this.God's power is overwhelming, unspeakable, and irresistible.It is not a magical element and can be stripped and weakened.As long as faith exists and believers exist, God will have access to a steady stream of power.Eric himself is immortal, rational and rigorous, calm and composed, coupled with rich experience and insight, even without Cthulhu's knowledge and spiritual power, he is already like a god who cannot be surpassed.If an ordinary person wins the battle against Cthulhu and gains its spiritual power, he will definitely go around praising and bragging about his skills.His first reaction was, "I would care about his mixed blood."
Eric ......," I couldn't help but get closer to him, and whispered, "whether you are a man, a god, or a monster in your mouth, my opinion of you will not change.When two people are together, they should change each other and become better, rather than compromise on each other's dark side.Maybe you think you're no different from them, but here you are.The difference is that I like you, am willing to wait for you to get better, and trust that you won't hurt me. ”He was silent for a while, "What if I can't control myself and hurt you." ”I looked him in the eye and patiently asked, "How would you hurt me?"
”"Control you, control you."
He lowered his eyes and held my cheek, his expression was still so calm, but the tip of the iceberg was revealed in his indifferent eyes, although his eyes were still so calm, his temperament was still so cold, but the emotions in his eyes were so frenzied that they were terrifying, "Didn't Lily say that she hated the feeling of being forced." ”I swallowed my saliva and asked as coincidentally as I could......
Would you do it?
”"When I woke up and found that you were gone, I almost did something irreparable."
He said lightly, "Lily, what do you think?"
”The devastating desire in his eyes told me that it was best not to delve into what the so-called "irreparable things" meant.Indeed, no matter how gentle, considerate, and respectful he is, he is still a dangerous element in his bones.He is a hybrid of humans, bloods, and deep divers, and has gained the spiritual power of the old dominators, and has also absorbed the devotion of the deep divers, and has become a visible, true god.With his strength, if he wants to imprison me, he can directly imprison me......
But he said these things to me, what do you mean?
The root cause of wanting to imprison a person is the belief that the person will leave.He said these things......
Is it to make me say that I will not leave him?
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Thinking of this, I couldn't help but cry and laugh.This man's mind is also a little too heavy......
If you want to promise, you can say it bluntly, but he hinted at it for so long.I pretended not to understand his hint: "So what do you want me to do?"
”He hung his head and pressed his forehead against mine.The distance suddenly narrowed, and my breathing staggered, which made my heart skip a beat.I thought he would say, "Lily, don't leave me," as I thought, but he said, "Control me, control me." ”My mind went blank and I stood still......
What?
”His attitude was calm and natural, "I can't bear to control Lily, so I have to ask Lily to control me, can't I." ”This sentence is beyond my comprehension.I digested it for a long time, and I was still confused......
How to control you?
”He pondered for a moment, as if he was really thinking about the question, "Responsible for me."
Can Lily do it?
”Responsible for him?
It's that simple?
I couldn't help but wonder if there was any trap, but after thinking about it for a long time, I couldn't figure out where the trap would be, so I nodded slowly......
Absolutely, but still?
”"Don't let me out of your sight."
He asked, "Is that okay?"
”It's weird.His tone is like a cold hard iron, a sharp blade, but he speaks words that I need to control and I need to be responsible for......
It also feels too weird.My cheeks are slightly hot"......
OK. ”"Don't let me meet new people unless you give me permission."
I was stunned, "That's not good." ”He looked at me, "Isn't Lily responsible for me?"
”"But you shouldn't be restricted from knowing other people.""
It's not a limit, it's for you to screen."
He chuckled softly, "Lily thinks that people with good character will I know."
Isn't that a responsibility?
”It's getting weirder and weirder, and my cheeks are getting hotter.I nodded stubbornly, "And yes." ”Correspondingly, Lily should also screen the people around her.What is not good for me, Lily should not know.Lily thinks. ”The three "Lilys" made me dizzy, the roots of my ears were already hot to the base of my neck, and I just wanted to hurry up to the next topic"......
Okay, is there anything else?
”He shook his head, "I'll talk about it later."
What are Lily's plans now?
”I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw him change the subject, and said what I had seen last night and today: "Now Paris is full of witcher patrols and guards, and our wanted notices are posted everywhere.If there are no accidents, Paris will not be able to stay. ”"If Lily wants to stay in Paris, I have a way.""
What's the solution?""
I built the dungeons of the Witchers Guild.I built an underground palace by the way, right next to the dungeon. ”He said it so indifferently that I almost really thought that it was just "incidentally" to build an underground palace.It took a long time to realize that the dungeon was built by him!"
If Lily wants, we can go and stay there for a while."
I'm a homeless person, and of course I'd like to have a place to stay, and I'd rather go and see what the underground palace built "by the way" looks like.I nodded.Eric took off the tail ring of his little thumb and threw it into the air, and a magic array glowing with ruby light was projected onto the ground.He stepped forward and held out his hand to me.I took his hand and walked into the magic circle.In an instant, the surrounding scene had changed, and a dark blue spiral staircase appeared in front of me, circle after circle, as if there was no end, and every ten meters on the wall, there was a golden candlestick like fireflies.Walking down, I don't know how long I walked, the sound of gurgling water sounded, and two gold-plated bronze statues with hideous appearances stood on both sides of the dark river.There is a small boat by the river, and the bow of the boat is hung with an oil lamp in the shape of a skull.Eric led me up, his slender fingers touching the surface of the water, and the waves rippled in several circles, pushing the boat forward.Before, I thought it was an exaggeration to call it an "underground palace".After seeing the layout here, I realized that a palace could really be built underground.Along the way, I saw intricately carved marble columns and domes inlaid with stained glass paintings.The candlelight was an orange transparent elf, flying above the mirror-like dark river.In the middle of the night, the ship docked.Eric walked down and stretched out his arms.I grabbed his arm and got off the boat.The floor was covered with a carpet of gold and red, and after walking some distance, I saw a grand golden organ like a church, with four rows of keys and thousands of pipes.It is said that this instrument is called the "king of musical instruments" because the threshold for playing is so high that the player must move his limbs to play music with it.It is completely different from the piano, and ordinary aristocratic ladies only need a month or two to learn the piano and play the music fluently.After two months of organ study, you may not even be able to pedal, let alone memorize various stops.Even such a complex instrument can ......
Or rather, is there anything else this man can't do?
I spoke my mind.He smiled, walked up the stone steps and sat down in front of the organ, and did not play, for the violin was so loud that it was as powerful as a mountain torrent, and once played, it could be heard within a radius of ten miles.He half-lowered his eyes, staring at the keys, and said for a long time, "At first, I learned so much to prove my human identity, and later, to be worthy of Lily."
Later, it was the knowledge that was forcibly instilled by Cthulhu. ”The last sentence made me feel distressed: "Can't you resist its invasion?"
”"No way.""
The last time I went back to Innsmouth, I was to get the support of the Deep Divers.Without their beliefs, Cthulhu's psychic powers would drive me into madness, and I don't know what I would have done at that time. ”…… Even though I knew in my heart that he wouldn't hurt me.Hearing this, I still felt a hint of cold danger.Chapter 43 The time I lived in the underground palace was calmer and happier than I imagined.Here, I don't have to worry about whether my identity will be exposed, and I don't have to worry about whether I will be found by those people, and I wake up every day to read a book and fish, and live a fairly relaxed life.Because he promised Eric that he would be responsible for him and not let him out of his sight.While he was reading, I sat on the sidelines and flipped through the romance novels on the shelves.In the past few days, I suddenly found that the variety of romance novels on the shelves seemed too rich.From Gothic themes to rural themes, to the French writer's favorite courtesan literature, it can be said that it has everything in between.I couldn't help but squint at him, what is this man doing with so many romance novels on the shelf.Picking up a book, I walked over and reached out and shook it in front of him.He looked up at me in confusion, "What's wrong, Lily." ”I walked up behind him, pressed my body against his back, put my arms around his neck, and laid the book on his desk.This man sometimes looks like a veteran in the love field, and sometimes he is almost innocent, for example, now, I just get a little closer to him, and his whole body is stiff like a piece of wood, and his ears are pink, but his expression is still very calm, as if his body is another person's reaction.I pointed to the book, "Have you read the book?"
”He gave a quick look, "Yes."
What's wrong?
”"Not really."
I rested my chin on his shoulder and smiled, "I'm just surprised that you would read this kind of novel." ”He exhaled lightly, as if to adjust his emotions, and his body relaxed, "There is a reason. ”As he spoke, he grabbed my wrist and pulled me in front of him, making me sit on his lap.In this way, the person with a hot face was replaced by me.is worthy of him, his learning ability is so strong that people are jealous, and this kind of thing can also draw inferences.His chest heaved in front of me, his cold breath passed my forehead, and the faint but pungent scent of his neck lingered in front of my nose.I took a deep breath and said, "What's the reason?"
”He pondered for a moment and said, "As an adult, I always dreamed of you for a while, and I didn't understand the reason at the time, so I bought some books to read.Later it became clear. ”I subconsciously asked, "Dream of me?"
What did you dream about?
”He looked at the table clock and changed the subject, "It's noon, what does Lily want to eat?"
I'll do it for you. ”"Not hungry.Tell me what you dreamed about. ”He threw a helpless look at me, rolled his Adam's apple, and said in a low voice, "A man who has just come of age, dreaming of the goddess who once saved him, what do you say he can dream of." ”I suddenly understood, and the heat spread from my cheeks to the base of my neck......
I get it. ”He looked at me for a moment, squinted, put one hand around my waist, closed the books on the table with the other, and lowered his head to my ear and asked, "What does Lily understand?"
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”His breath was cold, but with a strange burning heat, which made the roots of my ears tingle.I discovered that although he was untouched and sometimes innocent and young, when I was withdrawn or shy, he would still expose his hunter nature and launch a strong attack.In fact, if you think about it, everyone is a man and woman with rich experience, and it is normal to talk about this kind of topic.At my age, there was a countess whose ex-boyfriend's body was buried all over the back garden.I have always been instilled by the old pervert to maintain the concept of purity, and I am indeed too conservative and backward in this regard.You can't blush as soon as you talk about this kind of topic, and you can't always be subject to him like this.I thought about it, hooked my hands around his neck, slowly propped myself up, adjusted my sitting position, and sat on top of him face to face.It was the first time I had been so close to a man that I could almost feel the shape of the bones below his waist.His breathing instantly became a little faster, his eyes turned into a burning golden color, and his pupils gradually constricted into two black lines, "Lily, what are you doing." ”I held his face and slowly approached him, the tip of my nose against the tip of his straight nose, "Do what you want to do in your dreams." ”He closed his eyes, his Adam's apple slid twice, and the hand on the table clenched into a fist, and when he opened his eyes again, his eyes were faintly red.This is a sign that it is about to spiral out of control.The joke went too far.I was about to get up from him, but he grabbed my waist with one hand, pressed me back, leaned back in the chair, rested the other hand on the armrest, and the emotion in his eyes was calm but terrifying, "Then Lily knows what I dreamed about?"
”“…… What?
”"I dreamed that you and I exchanged blood."
I "......" this starts with the culture and art of the blood clan.Although the history books of the Bloodline always occupy the most space, infighting and war, the Bloodline still has many excellent artists.His scholarly works have been popular for nearly two centuries, telling the love story of the ancestor of the blood clan and the human maiden.There is a plot in the second half where the girl is hypnotized by the witcher, and in her sleep she talks about the weakness of the ancestor of the blood clan, and then dies for protecting him when the ancestor is besieged.The Mad Ancestor slaughtered a city, and in the midst of blood, rain, and thunder, he embraced the maiden for the first time, and gave her eternal life and a face that would not age.Two people violently exchange blood in the rain.Since then, exchanging blood has become a more solemn and intimate act than kissing.I hesitated and asked, "So what are you now......
Want to drink my blood?
”"Yes."
He paused, "But I don't want to hurt Lily."
So, Lily should drink my blood. ”My eyes widened, and before I could refuse, he stretched out two bony fingers, and a faint blue flame ignited from his fingertips, pressing them against his neck.With two sounds, the skin was immediately burned out of two small holes, and blood flowed out.Rich red, pale white, sexy to make people's hearts tingle.I still remember the first time I sucked his blood, and I still remember the sweet and fragrant fragrance, and I couldn't help but swallow my saliva.He moved closer to me and brought his neck to my lips.At this moment, I suddenly felt that his neck was the most moving part of his body.Slender, sturdy, with sharp lines and a prominent Adam's apple, it exudes a masculine beauty.My heart was pounding, and I couldn't help but lean over and swallow it.Having become a human being, it is reasonable to say that I should be disgusted with blood, but as soon as I think that it is his blood, he voluntarily sends the most vulnerable parts of my body to my lips, and my heart is filled with a strong sense of happiness and satisfaction.Slowly, his head hung slightly, covering his lips over mine.The smell of blood was permeating, the breathing was staggered, the atmosphere was becoming more ambiguous and hot, and the kiss was getting more and more out of control.I saw his pupils shrink and shrink, and by the end, the black part was barely visible.His kisses were getting hotter and hotter, from my lips, to my cheeks, to my neck.I was forced to lean on the edge of the table by his kiss.Only in this way can the body be stopped from slumping on the ground.Suddenly, two hard objects were pressed against my neck.It's his teeth.He was completely emotional.However, he shoved me away, stood up, and hurried away in embarrassment, "I'll go prepare lunch for you." ”Chapter 44 rarely sees Eric out of control.Compared to Augustus, he is always cold and calm, very good at controlling his emotions, even if his heart is out of order and his breath is short, his expression is still indifferent and cold.But just now, his eyes turned scarlet, and the last time his pupils turned red was when I found out his true face.I don't know if he pushed me away because he was embarrassed or for some other reason.Also, after lunch, will he continue what he just did......
The more I thought about it, the hotter my cheeks became, and I let out a long exhale, telling myself to be calm.Who knows, after lunch, he cleaned up and went directly to the study.The underground palace has two study rooms, one in the bedroom, and the other through a long corridor and opening the mechanism to enter.I remember the first time I went there, I was so shocked by the décor that I thought I had entered a magnificent and elegant church.The dome is a crossed, intricate ribbed arch with gilded bronze statues of skeletons, and in the center is an unfinished painted color, emitting the pungent smell of paint.Crystal chandeliers hang in mid-air, and golden candlelight reflects the painting of the Nativity of Christ, full of solemn and glorious divinity.It's hard to imagine that this zenith painting was also by Eric.After all, he had said that he did not believe in God.I walked in and he was standing in mid-air, brush in hand, palette floating in front of him, quickly and expertly applying color.Most of the paintings on biblical themes are brightly colored and the characters are exquisite.I have seen a ceiling painting of the Assumption of the Virgin Mary in the Cathedral of Parma, where even the clouds are expensive blue, and angels are either holding gold objects or wearing intricate garments, surrounding Mary.Eric's Madonna sits in a dark place, her face is emaciated, and only the swaddling clothes in her arms radiate gold, which is very different from those who are all beautiful and beautiful.I forgot all about his escape, and asked curiously, "Why did you draw this?"
”He used the Tempera technique, an ancient painting technique in which egg whites were mixed with toner to make pigments.Because the pigment dries quickly, the proficiency is extremely high.The painters who knew this technique were all veterans who had served the ceiling paintings of churches all their lives.I didn't expect him to even do this.He put down the brush, and the palette and more than a dozen brushes returned to their original places automatically.He walked down and washed his hands in the basin of water, "When I think about things, I will come over and draw for a while." ”"Your Virgin is more like a true mother.""
She's a mother."
Eric chuckled, "Lily knows, I don't believe in Christ.So, I'm not painting the Virgin, but a woman after childbirth. ”Like Caravaggio's "The Death of the Virgin", without the expensive and graceful blue clothes and the delicate and smooth face, Caravaggio's Madonna collapses on the bed of the farmhouse, her hair unkempt and embarrassed, and even the apostle next to her is a yellow-skinned peasant.It is completely different from the mist-shimmering ceiling painting in the church.Sure enough, art is all connected.Even if you just come over occasionally to "draw for a while", you have a skill comparable to that of a master.