Stray

Love Definition

Oliver solemnly twisted one of the rings and put it on his left ring finger.

As a famous jewelry family, the Tristan family is really good at craftsmanship. It's just that Oliver lost a lot of weight during this time, and the ring was a little loose. The one belonging to Nemo was carefully put into the gold pendant and hung on his chest.

The phantom of the Demon Lord stood before him, the translucent shadow glowing dimly.

It was like a dream.

Oliver stepped forward and kissed the phantom like a dragonfly.

A year ago today, his father had not died. At this time, I should get up early, taste the soup for breakfast, and help the kitchen prepare the ingredients for the next day. The merchants who came to deliver fresh meat and fruit would arrive soon, and his father was definitely still in bed—then he was like a pocket watch full of clockwork, lined up every day, and his life jammed with trivial tasks. Full.

And now, he stepped on the magic circle that can imprison the will of the world, and successfully proposed to his lover who is above everything in the world.

Oliver took a deep breath.

"Don't make me wait too long, Ollie." The Demon King obviously found that his fiance was too dazed, and reminded him with a smile. "I believe you have a plan."

"Yeah."

Oliver looked at his left hand with the ring, the black flint on the ring shone dimly.

"But if, I mean if, you're forcing yourself to do it. Remember, my mind hasn't changed—you don't have to respond to that love because I love you, Nemo. "

His right hand pinched the ring on his finger, the metal was already warm because of his body temperature.

"You're still here, it's enough to stop my pain...I don't know how to put it in words, uh, your memory should be restored now, right?"

There are countless times between them.

Like a miracle, the dragon really fell in love with the mayfly. This is all too beautiful, too beautiful to make people panic. The ring was already on his hand, but Oliver wasn't quite sure—

Yes, my love for Nemo has never wavered. It's just that he is not that special, and their former relationship is also strong and stable, not as sharp as a blade.

If Nemo just kept a relatively thin feeling, trying to make such a small self feel better... This thought was like a piece of ice that slipped into his stomach, he wanted to vomit it out and smash it, regardless Embrace the sweet reality.

But he can't.

I really want to be the chain that stabilizes the world, but I don't want to greedily lock everything and indulge in self-deceiving fantasies.

He still wants to be truly side by side with the people he loves.

"I've been chasing your back, and now I finally touch it." Oliver swallowed. Ecstasy and apprehension intertwined, his head was splitting in pain, and the countless rushing thoughts almost drove him crazy.

"If you only have a crush on me, I will pursue you again. As I am now, start over from the first step. So if you..."

Nemo stretched out his right hand and let it stay in the air.

Oliver looked at the hand suspiciously for a while, hesitated for a few seconds, and put his left hand up.

The humanoid Demon Lord bent down and left a kiss on the ring.

"I understand your concerns, Ollie. Emotions are indeed a foreign thing to me, and I've only had them for less than twenty years, strictly speaking. But you're mistaken— Based on my observations over the years, no matter how smart a child is, they can't see the world in the eyes of an old man, can they?"

His Demon Lord exudes a faint power. It felt very strange, Oliver shook his head - the creature in front of him was obviously a strong man, but it was also the Nemo he was familiar with.

"Knowledge is not the same as wisdom, gentleness and intelligence. I'm still learning how to use my feelings, and I'm not much more experienced than you. Well, to be honest, I'm not sure if I'm using it. Love you the same way—the way you love me."

The inhuman eyes looked over, and the voice was full of soothing and calm.

"Listen, Oliver Ramon. As a pillar of the world, you are the most elusive creature I've ever seen. I can't guess what you're thinking, and would love to chase new intel and Stimulate."

Oliver's hands were a little tense and stiff.

"As Nemo Wright, I thought I needed to do what the story says, hold on to love itself, be with you...but now, I think I made a mistake . That's not some 'mission' I need to hold on to. I'm not in love with you all the time."

"If 'love' is defined as the emotion that makes the heart beat faster and survival itself more interesting, or the instinctual expectation, closeness and trust - then I am falling in love with you again every day. "

The phantom takes two steps forward and makes a hug.

"Love is not my purpose, you are all my purpose. Wear your ring, it's not the end, it's the beginning. Oliver Ramon."

From this angle, Oliver could not see Nemo's face. He opened his mouth, before he could express any emotion—

The warm breath blew into his right ear, and Oliver could feel a burst of heat bursting on his face.

"Moreover, in a certain respect, you still have a long way to go." His demon king approached his ear and muttered maliciously.

"...you will regret this one day, my lord."

Oliver rubbed his ears, the voice finally relieved and relaxed.

"I look forward to it." Nemo let go of the illusory embrace.

Oliver finally took his right hand off the ring. The arm wrapped in armor had nowhere to use it, and he twisted his face fiercely. After confirming again and again that this was not a dream, the head of the tumbleweed waved to his companions with complicated expressions not far away.

"It's all right," he shouted, not trying to hide the joy in his voice.

The grey parrot rushed over first.

Baggarmoru didn't fly, it flapped its wings, trotted closer, and finally stopped in front of Nemo.

"You really aren't Ulysses?" The grey parrot's voice was extremely serious.

"I am." Nemo crouched down and poked his head symbolically with his hand, and the grey parrot's fur exploded a little in an instant.

"...Like I was the 'tenth generation' demon king who gave you flesh and blood, the three-eyed corpse dragon Ziraglugo. Sorry, Baglmore - but I think By the time you first attacked me, we were about even," Nemo said half-jokingly.

"It's not even!" cried the grey parrot, immediately putting the fear behind him. "I made a great contribution later, you can't just let it go! You have to... you have to—"

It turned its head and thought: "You have to buy me all the things I want to eat and want, and then continue to call me Lord Bagelmore."

Nemo smiled and sighed, while Oliver stared at him, not taking his eyes away, like staring at a meteor that only appears in a thousand years, or a ray that may be blown at any time Light smoke.

"Are you sure there's nothing wrong, Oliver?"

Ann approached the second, and she looked at Nemo with a stiff expression: "Will it be a bit...too sloppy?"

"No." Oliver did not feel unpleasant because of this question.

Ann Savage is willing to approach, just because of this, even if her questioning is more rude, he will not care.

"After the knight's oath is completed, whether the Pillars of the World wants to study me or order me to accompany him, I will not refuse - he has no reason to disguise as Nemo Wright again."

Oliver rubbed the ring on the ring finger of his left hand.

"Now that the marriage-like covenant effect is in place, only a rational world-pillar will no longer agree to a 'worthless' human ritual. Unless he can understand another layer of it - that layer Emotional implications that have nothing to do with interests.”

…and Ulysses would never tease himself so naturally, it’s just that it’s not a convenient reason to say.

"Okay." Ann picked up the corners of her mouth, but failed to laugh. She looked at Nemo silently.

"Ann..." Nemo stood upright, his expression serious.

"I don't want to talk to you right now - don't be too busy to apologize, I'm not going to forgive you on the spot." "When Oliver pulls you up from below, I'll have to punch you hard before we can talk formally."

The muscles in her face twitched a little, and she seemed unsure of what to do with her expression.

"…Guarantee I'll beat you up before your wedding, okay? I still want to go to the wedding for a drink."

"Since Mr. Ramon is so sure, I am willing to accept his judgment." Adrian's voice was as calm as ever.

The former Judge Knight Commander looked at Nemo as sharply as when they first met, but the chill that couldn't be resolved was lost in his eyes.

Jessie was silent. The white giant looked at Oliver's left hand, then at the translucent Demon King's phantom, and then turned his gaze back to Oliver's face again.

Finally, he snorted twice, stuck out his tongue, and licked the face of Adrian Cross beside him.

The ice blue beast eyes were full of superiority.

Oliver: "…"

"Although the atmosphere makes you want to open a bottle of champagne."

An said dryly, grabbing the dishonest pink tongue and slamming it back into the beast's long mouth.

"But Oliver, what are you going to do next? The devil is not so easy to catch, do you want to move to the bottom of the abyss?"

She exhaled forcefully: "And I have to remind the two of you that the next expedition is already in preparation, and you don't have much time."

"I know." Oliver glared at Jesse and nodded. "I have a plan on how to get Nemo up."

After all, he and his demon king fiancé looked at each other, and the tacit understanding in his eyes almost overflowed.

Snapped her eyes.

"Stop for a moment, okay? Since we're not engaged to you one by one, we can't directly read your special eyes. Explain." The Queen of Albans clicked hard. "...Is it related to the letter you asked the Mercenary Guild to collect on your behalf?"

"It can't be explained in a sentence or two." Oliver smiled shyly. "first…"

But a slightly indifferent, familiar voice interjected.

"I'm very sorry, I think I have a question to ask before you start explaining in detail. According to Mr. Dylan, if the pillar of the world is not asleep, it should know everything that happens in the abyss. "

Dara Lennion, who had been silent for a while, finally approached, and he looked at Nemo with an expressionless face. The early morning sky begins to brighten, the real sun is rising, and the faint morning light covers the starry sky little by little.

"Mr. Wright." The abyss sage's tone was emotionless. "Where is Aurora?"

At this moment, in the territory of Pledo, the headquarters of the Mercenary Guild.

Old John walked to the front desk early, his back was straight, and his walking posture was even a bit deliberately showing off.

Five days passed, his lower back pain became lighter and lighter, and finally disappeared today. He couldn't wait to finish his final work, rushing to let the therapist do the final appraisal.

"The letter to the tumbleweed, the letter to the tumbleweed...I'll see..." he muttered, bending shyly and burying himself in the hill of envelopes. "Ouch."

As Oliver Ramon said, a large, thick envelope was sent to the front desk. Old John confirmed again and again that the name of the tumbleweed was indeed marked on it.

Just update the team information, which is a breeze. Old John grasped the letter opener familiarly and opened the sturdy envelope. Take out the paper stuffed inside - in addition to various documents, the envelope also carries a few pieces of recording crystal.

There are not many people in Tumbleweed, and one passed away a few days ago. Where did they get so much information to update?

Old John picked up the top sheet of paper.

Then the small silver knife that opened the credit card fell to the ground, making a soft ding sound.

He flipped through the letter quickly - Tumbleweed just wanted to update a person's information, and the rest of the documents were all evidence for this information. There's even an autograph of Horizon Head Godwin Lopez inside, as proof of credibility.

“…updated information. Black Badge Team Tumbleweed’s leader file changed—”

Small steps to the area responsible for information management, no longer worry about the cumbersome procedures that should be carried out. Under the surprised eyes of the staff, Old John raised his voice, his voice trembling a little.

"—from Oliver Ramon, corrected to Oliver Lopez!"

The author has something to say:

Oli: My Nemo is still there.

Jesse: (Let's lick the Knight Commander)

Oli: Nemo and I are engaged.

Jesse: (Let's lick the Knight Commander)

Oli: ...do you want a fight?

———

I can see it but I can't touch it, Ollie.