The moon is full of evil, but the simulator is full of evil

"Go learn--learn how to live as hard as you can

"This is the first lesson my father gave you."

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alvin you

When my father and I were young, we were also an out-and-out beautiful young man.

There is no reason to add it first, it is self-willed.

Chapter 8 My sister can't be this cute

"Your request to go out has finally been granted by Vortigern."

"Because of safety considerations, under Morgan's teaching, you quickly began to learn various spells that prioritize self-protection."

"Theory and practice are complementary fields. As a shadow-attribute magician of the same type, Morgan's familiar use and superb skills in shadow magic can be said to be an eye-opener for you."

"Due to the dark nature of magic power, you often choose to teach magic in the garden under the night. Morgan's careful teaching has almost no reservations for you."

"Where the light shines, there are also shadows, and where there is light, shadows are born.

"In the occult of magic, the word 'shadow' often symbolizes the concepts of doom, secrecy and sleep.

"Therefore, Alvin, our magical attributes are naturally suitable for concealment, but the specific application still needs to be implemented in everyone's understanding.

"Next, carefully remember every step of my operation:

"Deeper than the night, more ethereal than light feathers; radiance and flames are your dark side, silence and sleep are your eternal words; listen to my spell and flow and gather things, diffuse—"

"Shadow Curtain."

The faint blue lips opened and closed slightly, and spit out the wrong prayer.

The ominous witch wearing a dark veil walks slowly in the quiet courtyard, releasing the magic at her fingertips like a butterfly dancing among flowers, the shadows around her flow and gather silently, compared with the bright moon hanging high in the sky Her singing also seemed bleak.

The silver-haired boy raised his eyes and looked at the British witch in the courtyard under the dark night.

Her gradual veil and hair seem to be intertwined with night and snow.

There seemed to be a vague smile in those blue eyes.

Every inch of her plump body showed a beautiful arc, and the soft skin under the dark black skirt was like the bright moonlight dotting the night sky.

The night was cloudless and starry.

The most wonderful mystery and darkness.

All gathered in her handsome face and eyes.

Intertwined into a breathtaking witch's face, it is impossible to see it in the bright daylight.

Since it is impossible to chase the fire.

Then hide in the dark.

Therefore, she always hides her face.

Only in front of Su Shu, the witch named Morgan Le Fay let go of her deep defense like the dark night, and the beautiful charm she displayed seemed to be the eye-catching bright moonlight.

She blooms in the shadows like a flower in the twilight.

Su Shu had never seen such a moving posture of a witch, and his eyes could not help but freeze for a moment.

Anyone who saw this scene had to admit——

How can Morgan be as good-looking as teaching magic?

He noticed Su Shu's staring gaze.

The face under the witch's tulle was slightly embarrassed.

But now teaching is an important part of life and death, and she can't care less about keeping a distance from her disciples.

"Concentrate on feeling the flow of my magic power, Alvin."

Under the prying eyes of night and moon.

The witch took the boy's hand.

Communicate and link with each other as inspiration.

The flow of magic power all over Morgan's body immediately appeared in front of Su Shu without reservation.

The ether is singing, the shadows are gathering, and the witch's singing is like a quiet opera.

It's just the so-called magic teaching, which the boy no longer cares about.

It's like her aura that no one can get close to.

The witch's hand was as cold as imagined.

So, Su Shu gently clasped her palm.

"Ms. Morgan, your hands are cold."

"!"

Su Shu's restless little movements made Morgan's body tremble like an electric shock.

There was a trace of imperceptible panic in the blue pupils, and a blush like drunkenness floated on the cheeks.

"Alvin, you—!"

"Please look at me."

Morgan was taken aback by the clear and clear voice of the young man.

She raised her eyes in a daze, and looked at the face of the disciple in front of her.

So close

The handsome face of the silver-haired boy is close in front of his eyes, and the feather-like eyelashes seem to be countless.

He smiled, his iron-gray eyes seemed to be shining brightly under the reflection of the moonlight.

It was clearly a cold moonlight, but it was burning like the sun when it shone on her body.

There was also a trace of burning warmth unconsciously gushing out of the originally cold palm.

The close skin conveys each other's heart and temperature.

So Morgan felt—

Alvin's hand is so warm

Don't want to let go.

don't want to let go

For the rest of my life I don't want to let go——

A flood of thoughts takes over the brain.

The silver-haired boy in front of him was like a slowly churning magic vortex, making it difficult for the British witch to look away.

Frozen in this pair of eyes.

Morgan finally realized in a daze that he had never seemed so close to Alvin.

Just like her face.

The witch's heart is also shrouded in a veil of repulsion.

In the past many days.

She would lurk in the shadows, quietly observing the side faces of her disciples when they were concentrating.

This despicable act, which is no different from peeping, made Morgan feel a strong sense of guilt, but he wanted to stop but couldn't quit at all.

Because I have been hurt enough, maintaining alienated relationships has become a kind of subconscious self-preservation.

Fearing that Alvin would loathe him, Morgan felt morbidly reassured by the unilateral peeping.

but

——Why can’t you look at it openly?

Such a voice echoed in the witch's mind.

Yes, Morgan didn't finally realize it until this moment—he had never cared so much about a person.

Alvin Pendragon.

A masterpiece carved out of my heart.

His chest is filled and his heart is occupied by him.

What you think about, what you think, what you think, you care about it day and night.

Obviously his creator.

So why can't you just look him in the eye?

Almost face to face.

Those iron-gray eyes that never get tired of seeing are close in front of you.

"Beautiful things are always striking.

"So, Alvin wants to watch you more clearly."

Garden roses sway, cascading shadows flow around each other.

Su Shu raised his left hand, as if he wanted to gently brush away Morgan's veil.

Facing the arrogance of teenagers.

The witch's mind suddenly went blank.

Subconsciously want to stop him.

But the arm seemed to be filled with heavy mercury, making it difficult to lift.

In other words, are you looking forward to the other party's actions in your heart?

As the black tulle covering the face was slightly lifted.

For the first time, the witch's exquisite face appeared in front of the boy's eyes without any concealment.

Although the appearance is similar.

But it is a unique charm that is completely different from Arturia's perseverance.

Her brows and eyes are as coquettish as a blooming orchid in the empty valley, and there is a bit of shyness in her restraint.

The intoxicating blush dotted among the orchids makes the beauty under the moonlight look like a dream.

Summer blue waves, eyes of that color.Mature, exuberant, gentle, yet femme fatale, taboo, seductive, and deadly.

The slightly raised white neck extends to the elegant arc of the collarbone, all the way to the full hills and downs.

Those lines, those outlines—

Too noble to touch.

like a black swan

In the face of such a mastery of the beauty of the gods.

Su Shu sighed from the bottom of his heart.

"You are so beautiful"

Accompanied by such almost trance-like admiration.

The boy's outstretched hand continued to move forward, and was about to touch the witch's face.

Fingertips with temperature.