The Righteous Player(s)

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Seeing the "milk cake" I have been searching for for a long time...or "Russell", he actually ran to Annan's side.

Dmitry didn't feel the loss, but he was relieved.

He just felt relieved.

When escorting the Frost Beast before, the guilt and tension of losing the "milk crisp" finally disappeared from the bottom of my heart.

Dmitry knew very well... As the first humanoid frost beast with high intelligence in history, the frost beast cub, renamed "Russell" by Annan, is of great importance.

If she falls into any domestic and foreign forces hostile to the Winter Principality, and even the entire Winter Principality, she will immediately become a potent medicine to shake the entire Winter Principality. Just claiming her existence can make people think about it that they shouldn't have.

……Although, according to reason, the secret execution of Russell immediately is the safest and most prudent measure, and it is also the measure that most accords with Dmitri's character.

But Dmitry was still a little bit cruel to her.

"Since you have other arrangements for her, I will remove everyone from my side."

Seeing that Annan seemed to care about her, Dmitry simply handed Russell to Annan.

"I thought you would have an attitude of eagerly slashing at the werewolves."

Annan said with a smile.

Dmitry curled his lips and said, "I have a bad idea and a debt. I really look down on the werewolf, and even get annoyed when I see the werewolf, but I don't want to spread the fire on children who are less than one year old..."

Thanks to the moral education from Grand Duke Ivan, the three brothers can still be upright people without positive emotions.

If there is a real need in the Principality of Winter, Dmitry can indeed be cruel. After all, he has a frozen heart and has no sympathy.

Rather, he has always been frowning and depressed, because he has done too many things he didn't want to do and accumulated too many negative emotions.

If he can, Dmitry doesn't want to hurt anyone.

But he is also a pragmatic and sensible person. While inheriting the conservative style of his father Ivan, he also has his own reserved brotherhood. So he knows very well that some things must be done...

But Ivan had too few heirs left, and there were some things that neither Maria nor Annan were suitable to do. Someone must be stigmatized and reach out to the dark place.

In the end, only he can do it.

His own talents are far inferior to those of Maria and Annan... After all, his mother is just a real ordinary person without any special talents, unlike the mother of Maria and Annan. Is a genius unparalleled in the world.

But because of Ivan's poor health, both Maria and Annan were brought up by Dmitry. For both of their siblings, Dmitry had another kind of "elder restraint", as if they were not his own younger siblings, but younger generations younger than himself.

Therefore, he has no way to complain.

No one can listen to his distress-the only person who can completely trust, but is reluctant to ask for help because of ridiculous dignity issues.

This endless distress accumulated in the long-term self-contradiction... and the malice, doubts and sins that he has silently endured have been accumulated in his heart.

The flower of evil that grew from this soil of sin was between his deeply frowning eyebrows.

He is only in his early thirties this year, but there are deep wrinkles between his eyebrows. In order to relieve his depression, he smokes and drinks constantly every day... If it weren't for the blood of Winter to cause too much damage to the mortal's body, he might still wander in the fireworks willow alley.

This is all Dmitry's self-resolving in order not to release the pressure to outsiders and not to harm innocent people.

Among the many ways of self-immediation, only gambling-Dmitry vowed never to touch it again.

The moment Dmitry's words fell, because Annan did not respond, there was a strange silence in the air.

Just like in a noisy classroom, everyone closed their mouths without warning and involuntarily, and returned to the extreme silence in an instant... and even made people feel embarrassed like the illusion of "has the class teacher come?"

"Dmitry."

At this moment, Maria's voice broke the silence.

She took off her long windbreaker and threw it to Dmitry: "Help us get some drinks. Annan's sparkling fruit tea, and my limoncello-you know what I want to add. It's done. Just get some more nuts and bring them together."

"Need me to..."

Dmitry asked Maria subconsciously: Does this kind of work need him to do it himself?

But before he could ask, he suddenly realized...

It seemed that Maria wanted to distract him.

Do you want to talk to Annan alone?

Although Dmitry was also a little curious, his sense of stability as a brother only made him nodded: "I understand. Then I will hang your clothes by the way..."

After he said, he grabbed Maria's coat with one hand, got up and tightened the coat that he put on his shoulders.

"Don't let my clothes smell of smoke."

Maria added: "If you want to smoke, hang up my clothes first."

"……I know, I know."

Dmitry coughed, and the hand that reached out to his chest to fumble for the cigar rose again abruptly, straightening the neckline somewhat stiffly.

Then he walked out on his own.

After Dmitry left the room, Maria suddenly leaned in.

She hugged Annan directly and buried her face on Annan's neck.

As if sucking a cat, Maria took a deep breath. That long hair sweeping on Annan's face ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ can make Annan "smelt" the feeling of coldness...It is a unique kind of "cold" that can be thought of just by smelling it. taste. The long hair itself is as cold as having been in the snow for a long time.

"Ok……"

Taking another deep breath, Maria narrowed her eyes contentedly.

She stretched out her slender and white fingers, carefully groping for Annan's cheeks, temples, back of ears, and neck, confirming the touch with her fingertips. Then he checked the curse lines on his bare left shoulder very carefully.

"hand."

Maria said.

"..."

Annan was silent, without daring to say a word, but listened to Maria's voice and handed it out, like a pet cat with its paw in the palm of its owner.

She grabbed Annan's hand again and observed his cursed bearer. Touch with your fingertips to confirm the texture, and see if it fits well and has no marks on your fingers.

Because the girl developed earlier, she was four or five years older than Annan. Maria is a bit taller than Annan.

But it's only a little bit higher, not even half the level. When she was far away, Maria still gave people a feeling of petiteness, and when she got closer, the maturity of her elders became evident.

Maria, who seemed to be staying at the age of sixteen, had an extremely strong contrast with her tender and petite body and her solemn and mature temperament like a queen.

Sniffing the smell of cold between Maria's hair, Annan felt a sense of tranquility for some reason.

It's like when I returned home after working for a long time... the mother worriedly checked whether she had lost weight. There is an unusually calm and warm feeling of wanting to show a faint smile.

... Until then, Annan was very clear about it.

He did go home.