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“Yvar Rodbroke…”

In the room, Hyblade lightly said with this familiar name, he raised his head and looked at the dim ceiling without knowing what he was thinking.

Lorenzo guessed that Haibod was reading a novel in the room, but in fact he was only half right.

The desk lamp emits a warm light, reflecting the warmth of the entire room, but this rays of light can’t dispel the haze in Haibod’s heart. It is like a swaying candle, as if it will be caught The darkness completely swallowed.

Hybod leaned on the head of the bed, with the “Victoria Secrets” in his lap. He read a few pages and tried to put away the mess of thoughts, but he couldn’t do it. His mind was completely Occupied by the task, one after another expected pictures flashed before his eyes.

He didn’t tell Lorenzo that, in fact, Hyberde is the only friend of Ivar…It’s a bit inaccurate to say that. To be more specific, Hyberde is the only one except Ivar’s brother. In addition, people willing to approach him.

Close your eyes, the look of that guy reverberates in your mind.

In the Viking countries that admire military force, every Viking is so powerful under the cold wind sculpture, but Ivar is different, he is a thin guy, not vicious, but somewhat Feminine, and worst of all, he is still disabled and unable to stand.

Compared with his brave brothers, Ivar is so special. Some people say that he is the illegal child of the King of Ice and Sea, and some people say that he is the child of unknown. He was swallowed by the devil before he was born. Some people say that he is the most favorite child of the King of Ice and Sea. According to Viking’s tradition, Ivar’s natural deformity would be strangled to death in the baby, but he survived.

In short, since he was born, he has been shrouded in various words.

Before I saw Ival for the first time, Hybold was Ivar who knew about these rumors. He was mentally prepared to meet this mysterious guy, but he was surprised by the result. .

Hybod still remembers that the first time he saw Ivar, it was in an empty square, and the cold wind was raging. Pedestrians were unwilling to stop here. Only that guy was like an alternative. Sitting in a wheelchair, extend the hand fiddle with the sea of ​​flowers.

That is Ivar’s favorite flower, a flower called ice heather, the flower looks very ordinary, it looks like ordinary white wild flowers.

It is very common in Viking countries. In the ghost place where the sky is cold, only this kind of flower can survive and bloom strangely. Its taste is very cool, just like the oncoming cold wind. When you are inside the flower sea of ​​ice heather, people can’t even tell whether it is the fragrance of the flower or the cold wind.

Yes, at that time.

“Hybod Archilal, I am your new escort from today.”

Hyboard remembers what he said at the time.

Ival did not respond, and after a long time he moved his wheelchair and turned his head around.

As the rumors say, he is a thin guy. The years of paralysis have caused his muscles to shrink. His complexion is sickly pale, and his face is thin, like a knife cut.

At that moment, Hybold thought a lot. He felt that Ivar’s life was a kind of sorrow. His existence was the shame of the King of Ice and Sea. A guy like him was destined to be unable to go to the temple of Odin and participate in that scene. Never-ending banquet.

But then Hybbod saw Ivar’s deep eyes.

To this day, he still can’t find the right words to describe the feelings at the time… Based on feelings alone, Haibod only felt that he was cut.

I was cut by something hidden deep in the pupil of the eye.

……

“He is a weird guy who likes flowers and grass. He looks soft, but his eyes are fierce…Like a grumpy puppy, he knows he can’t hurt others, but he still likes to face others. Called.”

Eileen spoke slowly about Ivar.

In her mouth, the weird and violent Ivar became a harmless to human and animals puppy. Lorenzo knows that this is a commonly used adjective by Irene, as if she is to every man Described this way, one after another puppies with different personalities, but Lorenzo still finds it weird.

“Is he not alert? A strange woman suddenly approached him.” Lorenzo asked, “according to what you said, Ivar is a very lonely and weird guy, but one day a woman came to him… I don’t think he is that stupid, is he?”

Eileen’s free conversation stopped.

She looks calm until now, coupled with her own weird disguise, if you don’t always remind yourself that the woman in front of you is an enemy, many people will easily be deceived by her.

“How to be alert? Mr. Holmes.”

Eileen smiled at him and asked back.

“Do you know the relationship between supply and demand?”

“Yes, but it has nothing to do with what we said.” Lorenzo said.

“How can it be irrelevant?”

Eileen got up and approached Lorenzo. Although she was wearing a bandage and the wound hadn’t healed, it couldn’t limit her movement.

“It’s like giving food to the hungry, wealth to the greed, and caring for a poor, lonely, and disabled guy… even love.”

For a moment, Lorenzo thought of Seleu. She used what Irene called the “supply and demand relationship” to please Mrs. Van Lourdes.

“Perhaps…Perhaps Ivar himself knew it was fake, and knew I approached him purposefully.

But what can be done?

His life has been so miserable. The more glorious the glory of the King of Ice Sea, the more majestic the achievements of his brothers, the more he will feel ashamed and stressed, and when the love he has hoped for comes, like The victim in the swamp, even if you stretch out the thorns to him, he will grasp it firmly, even if he knows it is poison, he will swallow it without the slightest hesitation, right? “

Eileen said casually.

“Just like faith, people always need something to deceive themselves.”

Lorenzo smelled the familiar floral scent, which was cold, like a cold wind on his cheeks. Only then did he realize that Irene was close, and his eyes were almost touching.

“However, you are very similar to him… No, you people are very similar to Ivar.”

Eileen extends the hand lightly and strangled Lorenzo’s neck. She didn’t have much strength, but she still pulled Lorenzo’s head little by little, so he had to look towards Eileen.

Lorenzo can hear Irene’s breathing, accompanied by the heartbeat, her chest slightly undulates, shadows and gleams create a delicate face, in which the pupils of the eyes reflect Lorenzo himself like a mirror. ,

“Mr. Moon, Lorenzo Holmes, and Ivar, sometimes I think you guys are very similar, seem to have something in common… let me think about it.”

Eileen thought, her voice was cheerful and playful.

“Twisted, you are all twisted humans.”

She licked her lips and put her hands around Lorenzo’s face.

“Have you ever had a family?”

“Have you had a close friend?”

“Have you ever had someone you can’t forget?”

She continued to ask.

“Have you ever had…love?”

There was no answer, only silence.

“Yes, you are all such people. There is nowhere to go, and you can only wander in this gray world blankly… I think if there is an opportunity, you also long for the happiness poison, Right? Mr. Holmes.”

Lorenzo pushed Irene away, he was expressionless.

The two stared at each other. Lorenzo could see Irene’s face, but Irene couldn’t see Lorenzo’s face. He turned his back to the light, and an indispensable darkness clung to his face, and there was a brief silence. Later, Irene laughed louder.

“Yes, you are all such people,”

She said, and then the laughter stopped again, and her voice seemed a little sad.

“We are all such people… the living dead.”

She didn’t explain the meaning of “living dead”, her emotions changed rapidly, and it was impossible to guess her heart.

Eileen lowered her head, like a trained child, completely different from the strength just now.

I don’t know how long it took, she seemed to have recovered from the sense of loss, regained her spirit, and looked at Lorenzo with interest, her expression as if she had found a new toy.

“Mr. Holmes, did you know that Ivar and Moon, they both had the same expressions to me, like a stray puppy, suddenly saw someone open their arms at them. “

“I think you are like this too?”

Eileen opened her hand as she spoke, as if to embrace Lorenzo.

“Do you want to come?”

Lorenzo didn’t respond, he took a deep breath.

It’s been a long time since Lorenzo felt a slight fear, not a fear between life and death, but a corner of his heart being peeped into.

But in the same way, Lorenzo also peered into Irene’s heart. Although this damn woman talked a lot, but these all are disguised, she was throwing smoke bombs one after another, trying to cover up the most The real her.

Lorenzo saw it vaguely.

“For you, everyone is a toy, a puppy, and a tool to achieve a goal.”

Lorenzo said disdainfully.

“Yes, Irene, you are as distorted as we are, and you are more pathetic than us.”

He also opened his hand and replied with what Irene said.

“Do you want to hug? Puppy?”

The disgusting person, Lorenzo has a hand, he is very contrived, his face is provocative.

The two are extremely cunning villains, and it was just a short fight. There are no knives, guns and sticks, and no drenched with blood, only nonsense and nonsense, to try to set out the truest counterpart.

Eileen’s expression went lonely, as if she had torn off her disguise.

“We are all wearing masks, Mr. Holmes, we are also very aware of the lies in life, and we force ourselves to believe them.”

It wasn’t until this moment that Irene became serious. She knew very well that her tricks could no longer tease Lorenzo, but would make herself ashamed.

“So I was still very curious about Ivar’s mood at the time. Although he knew it was a scam, he stepped in without hesitation…just for the love and poison you said?”

Lorenzo said while watching Irene’s expression.

“Do you say he will regret it? Or do you hate you?”

Eileen didn’t respond. She looked tired and didn’t keep the previous disguise. She lay down halfway. She seemed to be hiding her emotions, but Lorenzo was still keenly aware.

“He trusted you like that, but was pushed into the fire sea by you…How many people have you played like this, will you feel guilty after that? Or have you said it too many times, you have become accustomed to it.”

Lorenzo continued.

Eileen has been in a bad mood since she realized that Hybold was here, and whenever she talked about Ivar, Irene looked very much like herself.

Yes, Lorenzo saw his own shadow on it. He remembered that one night, Seleu questioned him every step of the way, and he responded with a series of bad words.

Speaking those bad words to relieve the pressure in my heart, to escape the problem that should have been faced long ago.

What are you hiding? Irene.

Are you really so romantic on the surface, or are you saying that there is a side that no one knows under the skin?

Eileen replied with silence. She didn’t want to talk about these things. She didn’t even want to think about it if she could, and completely forgot all the bad things.

“However, if you talk about deceiving yourself, there are actually some differences among us.”

Seeing that Irene stopped talking, Lorenzo brought up the topic again.

“Like the moon.”

Speaking of Red Eagle, Irene lifted the head slightly. Her expression was a little bit more curious. She didn’t know what Lorenzo would say next.

“Only smart guys will realize that these are lies, and only smart guys will be willing to deceive themselves… the moon is different.”

Recalling the ridiculous behavior of Red Eagle, Lorenzo couldn’t help but smile.

“He’s so stupid, do you know? He didn’t realize it was a lie at first, he thought he had the best afternoon, he thought he had met a soulmate, and he asked if you would I like him, although you may never see each other again.

He held the stupid fish for a long time…not to mention, the fish tasted pretty good. “

Hearing this, Irene couldn’t help it, and the corners of her mouth arched slightly.

“It sounds interesting, but from his current attitude, the moon doesn’t like me very much.”

“Of course, it seems to him that you have played with his innocent feelings. Although it is disgusting to say that, it is almost like this.”

Lorenzo said slowly.

“Ah… innocence, affection, destiny, this kind of vocabulary really doesn’t match us, just like a violent story that suddenly talks about love, hatred, and hatred.”

Eileen’s voice paused for a while, she went on.

“I am familiar with everything in the port of Maruri, and the style of the Iron rule bureau. I will play a big role. I will help you rescue Ivar. Correspondingly, Lorenzo, I need you to guarantee that I can Live.”

“I can’t guarantee. I don’t even know if I can bring Ivar out alive.”

Lorenzo thought for a while, decided to tell the story and see how Irene reacted.

“To be precise, Hyboard is responsible for rescuing Ivar. I have other things to do during the official operation.”

“Hyboard?”

Eileen became nervous again, and it all fell into Lorenzo’s eyes.

“But we can make a deal, Irene.”

Lorenzo said suddenly.

“I know you are still hiding secrets, you, Hybbod and Ivar, what were you still hiding before?”

The stern tone gradually softened.

“Tell me, Irene, tell me, I can keep you alive.”

Eileen startled, and then reluctantly shook the head.

“Mr. Holmes, you seem to be a sinful villain.”

“Thank you for the compliment, but what about your answer?”

Lorenzo is not ashamed but proud.

Irene thought about it again, and shook the head again.

“This is a complicated secret,” she said with that intoxicating smile again, “tortured torture? I might have recruited them all.”

Lorenzo waved his hand, too lazy to continue paying attention to the woman with many faces.

“No need, you are not worth my ‘by fair means or foul’.”

He said this, but he didn’t know why he thought of this picture in his mind.

Eileen is walking down the sunny street, holding several happy puppies in her hands, thinking about it seriously, it feels quite interesting.

The night calmed down again, and there was a faint purr in the next room. Red Eagle lay on the bed with a big character, laughing and crying, not knowing what weird dreams he was doing.

At the end of the sea, the brightly lit city is faintly discernible.