The Choice of Fate Comes to Night

Although I kept making psychological hints to myself, when I peeled off the last piece of inner garment, I still felt that my face was almost burnt, and I couldn't move my hands no matter how hard I tried.(Tianyin: Little Squid, although you are set by me, but you are so thin-skinned that you are really...Squid (Anger): Didn’t you write it out yet?! Tianyin:...)

Forget it, it's just an inner garment. Now there is enough space to write the magic circle on his exposed skin.

Thinking about this, I knelt down beside Lancelot, first took out the refreshing potion that Merlin had given me and poured it out, then drew a magic charm on my right index finger, bit my fingertip, and then With blood from Lancelot's stomach, he began to write magic spells in circles according to the technique in Merlin's book.

Although I can't understand the meaning of Merlin's magic spells, I, who mastered the Greek spells, quite understand that the precision required for this kind of project will never allow a single character to be wrong, so naturally I am fully absorbed.

Having said that, where did Merlin get this kind of magic circle and curse solution?

Even as a guardian, I feel a little overwhelmed mentally. I really don’t know who at this stage has the ability to use this method to lift other people’s spells...

I wrote the last step in this way. I settled for a moment, put my left hand on Lancelot's heart, and took a deep breath. The index finger of my right hand quickly completed the last drawing, and the strokes The very end is directly connected to the tip of my ring finger on my left hand.

The ceremony begins!

"Well……"

When I activated the magic circle, I couldn't help but snorted.

Damn it, although I knew the "sacred sanctions" would be uncomfortable, I didn't expect that after transferring the related effects from Lancelot to me, it felt so bad.

It's not about pain or anything else, but the kind of pressure that the whole body seems to be stuffed into a can and the atmospheric pressure is constantly increasing inside, mixed with all kinds of physical rejection of chest tightness, dizziness, nausea...

It's as if the whole world is opposing you, the flustered feeling that there is nowhere to be.

But stick to it.

Out of the corner of my eye, the scarlet spell on Lancelot's body began to hover and concentrated on my fingers. I knew that the whole ceremony had reached a crucial part.

Whether I succeed or not depends on whether I can persist until the entire Scarlet Mantra is completely guided into my body.

But... is it my illusion?

How do you feel that the temperature of the entire underground warehouse seems to be rising?

When I set the constant temperature barrier, it should only be around 23℃, right?

Ok?

Just when I was puzzled, I felt that Lancelot's state seemed a bit wrong.

Because my palm is directly on his heart, I can clearly feel that his heartbeat seems to be slowly increasing, and the skin temperature of my tentacles seems to be rising.

Did my ceremony go wrong?No way?

Just when I was wondering about the patterns in Merlin's book carefully, and then bent down and carefully checked the symbols written on Lancelot, I suddenly found that Lancelot's body shook.

"Lance? Are you awake?"

I raised my eyes happily, but stunned when I met Lancelot's eyes, "Uh...Lance? Can you hear me talking? Lance?!"

Something wrong?

Although they are the same pair of eyes, it is obvious that Lancelot's eyes are blank at this moment, and it is obvious that they have not fully recovered their sanity.

"..."

As if hearing my voice, Lancelot half propped up his body-even with me, I could only move with him, tilted his head, and said in confusion, "...Gui...Wei?"

Lancelot looks very abnormal now...

Damn it, is this a mistake in my ability, or is the method Merlin gave me wrong?!

As if there was no response, Lancelot sat up and reached out and touched my face: "...Guiwei?"

If it wasn't because his eyes were not at all like what a normal sober person should have, it's just that I would really think that Lancelot had recovered.

Intuition I should force his touch away, but the problem is that only one-third of the scarlet spell on Lancelot has entered my left hand.

Before the ceremony is over, if the left hand leaves the heart of the subject, it is equivalent to a failure of the ceremony.

After hesitating for a while, Lancelot's left hand had already touched my cheek, and the gentle touch wouldn't make me too offended, so I could only tilt my head and try to avoid his hand: "That...I'm..."

"……Great……"

After receiving my response, Lancelot showed a gentle smile of relief as if he was relieved, "It turns out...Guiwei, you've always been...great..."

Inexplicably, facing Lancelot's seemingly childish expression, I felt a touch of distress.

It is not clear why.

"...Don't leave me, OK..."

Just when I felt inexplicable for my feelings, Lancelot was already in his arms. He buried his face on my neck and whispered, "Don’t always let me chase him Is it so hard? I don’t want to see you smiling at others, I don’t want to see you being so close to others... I know it shouldn’t be, but I can’t help myself to think about that... Gui Wei... What do you want, just... just can you not leave me, even if I just let me look at you from a distance... I don’t want to leave you... I don’t want to leave you anyway..."

"Lance, you..."

I can't speak.

Not just because of Lancelot's words.

In fact, when Lancelot had already said this, it would be too hypocritical to pretend that he didn't understand anything.

It's just...I don't understand...

"... Gui Wei... don't leave me, okay..."

Raised his head again, Lancelot looked at me with a stubborn expression like a kid asking for candy, "Will you be together forever? Don't worry about others, don't worry about other things...to the lake together Go to the secret realm...just stay together like this and never separate, okay?” (Tianyin: Although Lancelot is out of your subconscious mind now, can you allow me to complain about your mental age? Slott...)

"……I……"

It seems to be getting hotter...

I looked away with some difficulty, and didn't dare to look at him-in fact, for a moment, I almost had to agree to it.

"Just stay together like this, don't leave me, OK... Gui Wei..."

Lancelot, who didn't seem to give up without my answer, tried to turn sideways to my line of sight, so in order to prevent the ceremony from failing, I had to turn my body along, so inadvertently, my lips brushed his lips. angle.

Although it was only a short moment, the tingling sensation that seemed to be overcharged made me completely stunned.

The feeling just now is...

"..."

Just before I knew what was going on, Lancelot raised a hand and touched the place where I had just touched my lips, looking confused, "...Gui... Wei? Just now..."

"!"