Chapter 227 A Midsummer Night's Dream, The Wedding in a Dream
A ball of white light appeared in front of his eyes. Yeats groped towards the white light and vaguely heard the wedding march.
At the end of the white light, there is a blanket of green grass and flowers surrounding a gorgeous statue of the God of Love.
The God of Love is carved lifelike, with a garland on his head, long hair like waves, an open-collar dress, a smile on his lips, and eyes like a loving girl.
"You have entered the divine realm of Love!"
This line of small words appeared in front of me.
Yeats was a little surprised.
However, Midsummer Eve is the holy day of the year when the divinity of Cupid is most active.
In addition, not long after he received the blessing of the God of Love, there were traces of her attention.
“There is no hostility in this area. It should be similar to Minerva’s trial area and is of the “test” type. ”
In this unfamiliar environment, Yeats had calmed down, observed his surroundings, and analyzed secretly:
“I just don’t know what the test from the God of Love is.”
Yu Guang As far as I can see, the statue of Cupid next to the fig tree seems to blink its passionate and charming eyes.
Yeats suddenly opened his eyes wide and saw that the statue was really alive!
This is an extremely beautiful blonde woman. Her wavy golden hair shines with the brilliance of wheat ears. She wears a fresh and elegant straw garland, and a floor-length open-collar white skirt that shows off her slender figure.
Her skin was as smooth as satin, her eyes glowed like pearls, and she smiled at Yeats, revealing her snow-white teeth.
"I recognize you, the beautiful young man who gave me beautiful music. I like you very much."
There was gentle love without lust in her eyes, and her voice was like the voice of a summer night. The breeze relaxes both body and mind.
Yeats was slightly startled, this was obviously the incarnation of the God of Love.
As a higher divine power, the goddess of love can descend into incarnation like the goddess of the night on her holy day.
But, what is the purpose of her appearing here?
Where did Gray and Hild go?
Doubts linger in my heart, but etiquette is still indispensable.
This is not the first time that Yeats has dealt with gods. He put his hand lightly on his chest and lowered his head and said:
“Beautiful God of Love, I am the one who can offer you music on your holy day. ”
"That piece is called, "A Midsummer Night's Dream," right?"
"Yes, Lord Cupid."
"Art and beauty are always inseparable, that song The music is very beautiful, and you who created it are also very beautiful," the God of Love said with a smile.
With the accumulation of various Buffs, Yeats's charm points are almost full.
The God of Cupid never hesitates to express his love and praises Yeats happily.
Yeats couldn't figure out what the God of Love was thinking for a while, so he lowered his eyes and remained silent.
Fortunately, this is not the world of Greek mythology... Yeats secretly thought... Otherwise, the beautiful boy would easily be targeted by Zeus!
"To thank you, on this Midsummer night, I will also give you a gift." The God of Love finally expressed his intention.
Yeats raised his head and said in surprise: "But I have already received a blessing?"
"Blessing is the manifestation of love, not the essence of love. True love , is the blending of souls between partners——"
The sun will eclipse the brilliant blond hair of the goddess of love. She covered her lips with her slender white hands, showing an indescribably beautiful smile and said:
"So, I want to give you a show, A wedding in a dream!”
The music of the wedding march became more solemn, and the fragrance of rose petals floated in the air.
On the left and right sides of the Altar of Love, two beautiful figures walked slowly in the early morning mist.
On the left side of the altar, the red-haired Hilud wears a veil and a silk black wedding dress, revealing a white shoulder. The fishtail skirt is embroidered with gold and silver threads, which is restrained and luxurious. .
She held a cluster of fiery red roses in her hands, which were more beautiful than the priceless rubies, but still no match for her moving face.
Hilud's injured eyes were closed tightly, the eyelids were drooped, the long eyelashes trembled slightly, and a bright blush appeared on the face under the veil.
Yeats could hear her nervous breathing and heartbeat, and even her snowy neck and fragrant shoulders were faintly glowing with pink.
Yeats was stunned, his heart beating very fast. He never thought that Hilud would be so lovable after taking off her armor and putting on her wedding dress.
“I didn’t choose this wedding dress, it was what they imagined.”
The God of Cupid stood behind Yeats and smiled softly:
“The meaning of the black wedding dress is loyal love and undying love until death... It’s beautiful, isn’t it?”
Yeats nodded stiffly.
“Don’t stand there stupidly, you still have a bride.” The God of Love smiled and patted Yeats on the shoulder, asking him to turn his head and look to the other side.
On the left side of the altar, brown-haired Gray is wearing a straw flower crown and a flawless white wedding dress, like a princess in a fairy tale. The cuffs and skirt are decorated with dreamy white lace, and the fluffy skirt The length of the pendulum reaches the ground.
In her hand was a handful of golden sunflowers, which were bright, warm and full of life. Even Gray had a childish smile on her face.
She had obviously been looking forward to this day for a long time. Her bright smile broke into Yeats's chest like a deer. Compared with her usual cheerfulness, that smile was a little shy and shy.
Yeats also laughed. He actually knew that Gray secretly kissed him during the trial that day, but he just kept pretending to be stupid and didn't tell her.
Gray also seems to know that because truly important things cannot be understood with words and eyes, they can only be communicated with the heart.
“The meaning of the white wedding dress is purity and beauty, innocence and innocence... Hey, you are stunned.” The God of Love said with a smile.
Across the morning mist, dew soaked in the green grass. Gray and Herod stood on both sides of the altar, holding bouquets of flowers.
I don’t know why.
A very terrible suspicion suddenly arose in Yeats's heart.
He felt his voice become hoarse, turned to look at the God of Love, and said:
"So, what is the content of the trial..."
The God of Love's expression suddenly became very serious, nodded and said:
"You can only choose one of them."
"Why?"
"Why? Because love is sacred and no third party is allowed to interfere, and I am the God of Love, what do you think?" the God of Love asked with a smile.
"But..." Yeats still wanted to argue, this is a fantasy world, why can I only choose one.
But the God of Love's face suddenly darkened, and he urged:
"Okay, hurry up and make your choice, the wedding will continue."
"I don't understand."
< br>Yeats looked around at Gray and Hilde. They were still smiling, but their expressions were very disappointed.
This made Yeats' heart twitch and he protested to the God of Love:
"Do I have to take part in this trial?"
"Isn't love unreasonable?" The God of Love still smiled and narrowed his eyes. "Do you think I'm reasonable?"
Yeats seemed to have seen the true face of the God of Love for the first time, and his expression became very strange.
What she said is right, love has no logic, no reason, and no reason!
Yeats looked around at Gray and Herod, who had lowered their eyes and looked sad. A huge feeling of loss enveloped him. He gritted his teeth and said:
"If I choose one of them, what will happen to the other?"
"It will fall." Cupid said lightly.
“Fall?” Yeats was stunned.
What kind of variety show is this? If you choose one, the other will be eliminated and fall from the floor?
"It will not hurt you if you fall, but it will be a disappointment in your heart." The God of Love said mysterious and mysterious words, "Instead of three people being disappointed together, it is better to let one person swallow the bitter pill alone, what do you think?"
The god of love looked at Yeats with a smile.
Yeats felt that this beautiful goddess was a little disgusting.
"What if I choose both?" Yeats said solemnly.
"Then they will fall together." The God of Love smiled half-heartedly, "In the end you will be left alone."
Yeats frowned and tried to call on the soul realm in his body. But it was discovered that most of the divinities in this divine realm had failed.
The only thing left to use: mistletoe.
Yeats was shocked.
I have to rely on you at the critical moment!
"No need to waste your efforts." The God of Love seemed to notice Yeats's attempt, "You'd better choose as soon as possible."
Yeats was silent for a long time, looking at Gray and Xilu Virtue.
If they were Gray and Herod, would they be willing for Yeats to give up another companion for themselves?
They won't do this.
Yeats knew Herod very well. She would rather be a shield for her companions than be the one who gets hurt.
Yeats knew Gray very well. She was as kind as if she had stepped out of a fairy tale, and she valued her companions, friends, and family.
Love is selfish, Yeats knew it very well, but family love can be shared.
Yeats loved Gray and Herod and did not want to miss any of them. They would also believe in him and recognize the decision he made.
Looking at the two girls in black and white wedding dresses with different styles, Yeats nodded deeply.
Obviously no language was used to communicate.
But they seemed to hear what Yeats said with their hearts.
So Gray and Hilde also flashed their eyes and nodded slightly.
Immediately.
Yeats looked at the God of Love and slowly said:
"There are thousands of roses and sunflowers in the world. To me, they are no different."
“But because of the time I spent on one of the roses and the sunflowers, they become extra precious.”
“They are unique to me, and I am special to them. , is also unique.”
"So?" Cupid's eyes were deep.
“So.”
Yeats paused for a moment and stretched out his palm.
“Only children make choices——”
Yeats clenched his fingers and said in a deep voice:
"I want them all!"
The God of Love suddenly laughed, making the branches of flowers tremble with laughter and making the country fall.
Pop!
She snapped her fingers.
A huge ravine opened between Yeats, Gray and Herod, and an abyss lay before Yeats' eyes!
Boom! !
The ground beneath Gray and Hild's feet collapsed, and they fell into a deep valley at the same time!
Yeats was stunned and glared at the God of Love.
The God of Love calmly said: "I said, the consequence of doing this is that they will all fall."
"Don't let go this time!" Yeats suddenly yelled.
"What did you say?" The God of Love was stunned.
Yeats had no time to answer and jumped into the abyss. The weightlessness and fear of falling made his whole body stiff, and the wind slashed across his face like a knife.
Zheng!
Mistletoe breaks through the constraints of the divine realm.
Yeats' soul realm is available again!
The God of Love was stunned for a moment, looking at the bright light blooming on Yeats's body in the deep valley, he seemed to be aware of it, and his eyes showed shock.
“The Sword of Silver?!”
The invisible wings of the God of Poetry spread out from behind Yeats, flying rapidly towards the bottomless depths.
His eyes could not see where Gray and Hilde were, but he could hear their heartbeats by feeling.
Crack! Click!
Blessing of the Wild Hunt·Lock of the Wild Hunt!
Yeats's left and right palms shot out two iron chains, shooting to the bottom of the deep valley like lightning.
The iron chain is cold, but like a lover's hand, once entangled, it will lock tightly and will not let go.
Iron chains are heartless, aren’t people sentient?
Yeats felt the touch of the chain and said in surprise: "I have it!"
Click! Click!
Yeats tried his best to bring the two chains back to him. Gray and Hilde were like swallows returning to the forest, and they threw themselves into his arms.
"Yeats!" they both said in unison.
Yeats hugged the two of them from left to right, his heart almost beating out of his chest, and he said with a red face:
"I don't know how to say it, in short -"
"You are all my wings!!"
Gray and Herod's cheeks were red, and they looked at Yeats, and then Their eyes met and they smiled sweetly.
Beside the deep valley, the God of Love's eyes were shining brightly, and he smiled and said:
"This year's Midsummer Night was a good show."
"However, the Sword of Silver is actually in this human being." The God of Love whispered to himself, "This is a sword that obliterates divinity. No god will be afraid of it, and those people will not let him go. "
"Fortunately, he has not yet entered the holy realm, and his aura is still within the range where it can be hidden." The God of Love shook his head and said dumbly, "But, his two lovers also have destiny. It makes me look forward to the story of three people.”
“This time, let’s bless three people together!”
Pa!
The god of love snaps his fingers.
The divine realm dissipates.
The moonlight is like water, and the evening breeze is cool.
In the back garden, in the pavilion, Yeats opened his eyes, felt Nephrite in his arms, and looked down.
Gray and Hilde leaned on his left and right arms, breathing evenly, eyes closed, and relaxed smiles on their faces.
Yeats recalled the scene in the trial just now, his expression moved slightly, and he looked up at the sky.
The God of Love... is actually not that unkind.
"You have received the blessing from the God of Love!"
"Blessing·Telepathy: This blessing is held by Yeats, Gray and Herod. No matter how small From a distance, you can both telepathize and cooperate more tacitly, and the power of the combined attack will be doubled."
Ye Zhi was shocked.
The power of a combined attack is doubled?
This is our exciting combo!
The two people in his arms trembled slightly, and Yeats lowered his head, just in time to meet their eyes.
Gray and Hild raised their cheeks at the same time.
Hilud's eyes were as gentle as water, like a river after melting icebergs.
There was hope in Gray's eyes, as if a river was flowing through a sea of sunflowers.
Their breathing quickened slightly, the fragrance wafted, and Yeats felt a throbbing in his heart.
The moonlight was bright and the night was silent, except for the gentle sound of the wind. Yeats wished he could keep hugging him like this.
However, Gray and Herod quickly broke away from Yeats' arms.
The atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward.
Yeats coughed twice, looked at the two people with slightly red cheeks, and said:
"Your wedding dresses are very beautiful!"
The blush on their faces became more and more obvious.
Obviously, they experienced a dream wedding with Yeats.
Yeats didn't know what kind of tangle they went through in their dreams, but judging from the expressions on their faces, it seemed that they were like him, and their ideas became more determined.
Hilud's eyes flickered and said:
"Yeats, I have something to tell you!"
"Me too!" Gray said hurriedly.
Yeats said: "I also have something to say to you both...but you two should say it first."
"Then, let's say it together too?" Hilud looked at Ge bud.
Gray nodded slightly.
The night was extremely quiet, the evening breeze was gentle, and the moonlight made the night as beautiful as a picture scroll.
After brewing for a while, Yeats heard Gray and Herod say in unison:
"Yeats, I like you!"
Yeats's brain buzzed. , I can only hear my own heartbeat.
Isn’t it in the script that I confess to you both at the same time?
What's going on with you two?
However.
The mist divinity in the body is growing rapidly at this moment!
Yeats seemed to hear the hearty and wanton laughter of the Goddess of the Mist.
“The results are a little biased, but you can still pass, Yeats!”
In his ears, there was a pleasant sound, and Yeats felt a mixture of joy and sorrow, a kind of sweet burden.
"You have completed the promotion ceremony of the Trickster!"
"You have become a fourth-ring Trickster!"
Hilud's eyes were burning: "Your What’s the answer?”
Gray nodded like a chicken pecking at rice and stared at Yeats closely.
Yeats touched the tip of his nose and said:
"Ahem, I mean... Anyway, the three of us spent the night together, ah no, let's celebrate the festival!"
Blowing in the evening breeze Amidst the noise of the fight, Zuo Ya sat on the treetop, rubbed his eyes, and said softly:
"How could Yeats pass the test in the blink of an eye?"
"Alas... ”
The little squirrel looked up at the bright moon and sighed:
"What a pity I didn't see the three of them fighting!"
Boring.
Drilling my teeth and thinking.
Next time I want to see a river of blood!
It's late at night.
Yeats was lying on the bed, looking at the dark ceiling, with a smile still hanging on his lips.
"Yeats, are you asleep?" Gray's heart whispered.
Gray and Hilud also received the "Blessing and Telepathy", which allowed the three of them to make "encrypted calls" anytime and anywhere.
“Not yet, what about you?”
"I...can't sleep either." Gray paused for a moment and said, "I have something to tell you."
"What?"
"That is, we signed a contract before The contract is about to expire." Gray whispered, "I want to stay with you, so..."
"I also want you to stay with me," Yeats said with a smile. , "So, no matter how long you want to stay, there is no problem!"
Gray stopped talking. Yeats could imagine her red and hot cheeks. After a long time, she answered softly: "Yeah."
"I, I! I have to go back to the Land of the Dragon!" Gray said, "I originally told the elders that I would travel for a year. Now, I have to explain it to the elders again!"
Yeats He was stunned for a moment and then said: "Do you want me to go back with you?"
"You also have many important things in Chenshuang Ridge, and..." Gray smiled to himself and said, "Wait later, wait Find an opportunity and let’s go back to the Land of the Dragon together.”
Accompanying Gray back to the Land of the Dragon is similar to meeting her parents. Now is not the right time, Yeats said in deep thought:
"Are you going back alone?"
"The third elder came to pick me up. She seems to have known that I was in Chenshuang Ridge."
Gray paused and said seriously: "Don't worry, I will wait until the elders finish checking the Dragon Heart for me." I'll be back soon!"
Yeats doesn't know much about the dragon heart hidden in Gray's body. Even for Gray's sake, she should let her elders check it carefully for her. Ichiban.
Her elders are all giant dragons. Yeats has not come into contact with them yet, but judging from Gray's description, they don't seem so unhuman.
Yeats hummed, a little disappointed, not expecting that Gray would be leaving the territory for a while.
Being accustomed to Gray's company, Yeats felt a little regretful at the thought of parting with her.
But "blessing and tacit understanding" have firmly bound each other. Even if they are far away, Yeats seems to be by her side at all times.
“When you come back, I’ll prepare delicious food for you.” Yeats smiled.
"Ordinary food will do..."
"That won't work, it must be made by a monster!"
"No!" Gray protested.
Yeats ignored it and turned around to communicate telepathically with Hillud. At the same time, he secretly sighed that he had gotten used to double-threaded operation so quickly.
"I have to go back to the north, Yeats." Hillud said straight to the point.
Yeats was stunned: "What?"
I thought I could fast forward to sleeping with the quilt, but in the end, my martial arts skills were useless?
"I... still have to go to the north to continue investigating the matter of the unknown old man." Hillud did not hide anything from Yeats, and whispered, "I think that his past will reveal the history of the old era. What happened..."
"Is that kind of thing important?" Yeats tried to stay.
"Yeats... There is no holy realm in today's era. If you want to achieve a holy realm, you can only go back to history."
Hilud said softly: "I think... there is only Only with strength can you protect the person you want to protect."
After a long pause, Hilud expressed his feelings and said softly:
"Only by myself can I protect you better, Yeats."
Hirude rarely reveals her heart so frankly.
But after experiencing the wedding in his dream, Yeats felt that his relationship with her had taken a further step.
Her words moved Yeats. He was silent for a long time and whispered:
"After you leave, I will be the only one left."
"Gray is leaving?"
"She is going back to the Dragon Land to check the dragon heart in her body."
"...You will be very lonely."
< br>"But I don't want to disappoint you." Yeats breathed out and smiled, "Even if you are alone, you have to continue dancing. As long as you keep dancing, there will be a moment to meet again."
"Yeats." Herod thought thoughtfully.
"What?"
"Have you and Gray...already kissed?" Hilud said suddenly.
“Huh?” Yeats was caught off guard.
"If we start from the same starting line." Hillud's words contained a strong desire to win and a bit shy, and said forcefully, "I will not lose!"
Yeats's Words stuck in throat.
Thinking that he has "talent·favor of silver unicorn" and "blessing·strengthening of feeling".
With all his unique skills, how could he lose to the Dragonborn and the Valkyrie?
"Waiting for you to come back." Yeats said seriously.
"Well...good night!" She smiled softly and cut off the telepathy.
Yeats stared at the ceiling in the darkness for a long time, thinking about his future plans.
The Battle of Snow Forest, becoming an earl...things have to be done one by one.
In addition, the promotion ceremony of the Knight of the Four Rings is to win a competition.
"Is there any athletic competition coming to London recently?"
Yeats murmured: "It seems that only those under thirty are allowed to participate... Then wouldn't I be able to steal the show? ?”
Suddenly, Daisy’s evil smile appeared in his mind, and Yeats sat up quickly and murmured:
"Now that the matter is over, let's take a look at what new blessings the four-ring trickster has given us!"
(End of this chapter)