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Chapter 74 - The rose and guard

Chapter 74

 

The rose and guard

 

I was "intoxicated" watching her, her rosy cheeks burning the yellow sunlight on the sun. A pair of "lovers" immersed in their own "dream world".

 

Forgetting time and space, the "infatuated" spirit was awakened by the resounding horse neighing, the shouting and chasing of soldiers rushed to the sky, the rumbling and shaking of the ground transmit to the sandstorm covered the sky.

 

She and I looked into the distance, a nomadic army neatly armored, glittering swords and spear, whole team of galloping horses came to surround us.

 

I often come here to practice actual combat, so I am used to this kind of tiger and leopard momentum. Rose was startled again, and her shoulders trembled slightly. Although it was just a virtual reality game, everything was lively to every silk foot and hair gap.

 

The thick smell of smoke stung her eyes and nose. Rose squinted and closed her eyes several times, and then opened them, gradually becoming familiar with the dazzling sword lights and knives shadows, feeling the burning heat from the desert when she stepped on the sand. The nomadic army waved their knife and howled in horror:

 

- Surrender or die!

 

- If you run to the sky, I will chase you to the sky. If you go down to the ground, I will chase you down to the ground. If you dive into the water, I will go into the water to chase you!

 

- You dare to refuse the Khan and seduce the princess, you are dead!

 

I laughed at the last threat, what rejecting the Khan, seducing the princess. Damn, it's as if the old guy nomadic Khan is the gay guy, and can't play with homosexuals, so the old guy salty again because of my role... stole the heart of the princess, who is also his beloved daughter, and immediately ordered a hunt. The plot of the game is almost copied like history:

 

"General Thuy Phung and General That Thuong are two generals from the Prehistoric times who led the diplomatic mission to the Steppe Empire, showing their human dignity and outstanding talents.

 

The Khan wanted to bribe the young generals, using the excuse that both of his daughters were secretly in love with them.

 

The eldest princess loved That Thuong, and the youngest princess loved Thuy Phung, so he took the initiative to allow marry the princesses to them to in order to recruit rare talents.

 

Thuy Phung and That Thuong firmly refused. The Khan and the eldest princess conspired to frame them, accuse them, and imprison them. Tried to persuade them day and night but failed, Khan drugged them.

 

The one who pretended to be Thuy Phung accepted a high position, and the one who pretended to be General That Thuong marriage with princess in front of the envoys.

 

That Thuong and Thuy Phung were convicted of treason and could not return home, but refused to give in. The youngest princess sneaky released them from prison.

 

Twenty years later, That Thuong and Thuy Phung after wandering around the world, at that time they both became Pirate Kings and dragged their soldiers back to Prehistoric to help fight against the invading Grassland Empire.

 

The war ended, Prehistoric won, and the Prairie Empire had to withdraw its troops. Upon hearing the news, the youngest princess fled the palace and went to Prehistoric to find Thuy Phung. Thuy Phung is now married to the princess of Prehistoric, who is the one he loves.

 

He didn't want the Prairie princess to suffer for her whole life because of her unrequited love, so he spread the news of his died of serious illness go to throughout the world.

 

The princess thought it was true, set up a ceremony of heaven and earth, and then jumped into the sea to commit suicide. This game modifies the details according to the player's wishes..."

 

I looked up and saw Rose was smiling. She was really... torture me in real life but not enough yet, she also harassed me in my dreams.

 

Now she was "haunting" me when I was playing games, and she made the situation look like a princess giving up noble status and glory, fighting against her father, running to follow the call of love.

 

As I was thinking, Rose suddenly pushed me aside in time avoided the blade from cutting my shoulder.

 

- Damn you, guy play dirty...

 

I yelled and punched the guy who was sneak attack me, causing his stomach to cave in. He was knocked into the crowd behind him and fell to the ground.

 

The whole group rushed forward attack me in turns. I hit them face down, their noses were broken. I kicked sent them and horse flying into the air with a series of spinning kicks.

 

The game is virtual reality, but the heroic spirit of the tiger swallowing the bull and the boiling blood are more surging than the storms that only exist in medieval wars.

 

Every punch deep into the body and the sound of bones breaking from every kick are real and vivid, just like I am alone fighting against fierce and warlike army alone on the battlefield.

 

They were surrounding me, suddenly turned their target to Rose. She screamed in fear, that scream woke me up from my bloodlust.

 

I didn't need to know why the plot of the game was controlled again. My body born to be a guard reacted instinctively, rushed forward and hugged Rose, turning left and right repeatedly, supporting the knife and sword that was slashing at her.

 

My body was in pain, burning flesh, blood on my shoulders dripping down my waist. It was just an illusion, but the "pain" still made Rose cried red eyes, smile slightly with satisfaction at the corner of her lips.

 

Maybe it was the sensors in the game that gave her a more emotional than real.

 

Or maybe... that feeling came up... because... I weigh the whole bodyguard team when rescued her returned to sentimental... and... passionate mind.

 

I don't know the real reason, I'm not a prince charming, but a guard.

 

The guard only know how to protect... in any situation.

 

In virtual games or in real life, I - not - allow - anyone - hurt... people... I... care about.

 

While I was beating the enemy, I dragged her to the ravine and told her to stay there for a while:

 

- Damn, it hurts more than the real thing, if you get stabbed, you might faint! - I roared and blocked all the attacks - You are so heavy, I don't want to hunch over!

 

She is crying and must laugh out loud at the "heart" that cares about her, but behaves like a tiger and a leopard to avoid goose bumps because of multiple feelings. In fact, the "lover" who wants to avoid the gap is always denied by reason.

 

I dashed around in the battle, knocking them all to death, breaking the necks of anyone who dared to approach the ravine. The number of enemies was reduced quickly, and the game turned on touch mode again, which gave me a slightly tired feeling.

 

- Where is your guys commander? That coward is hiding in the which corner. Tell him to come out and play with me!

 

There was an endless neighing of horses in the distance, horse hoof resounded in the space, rumbling and stomping on the ground, the vast rolling dust turned into a storm that swept the soldiers into the air.

 

The owner of the black horse was soaked with sweat... is... a tall and muscular guy, wearing sleeveless armor, showing off his twisted veins tightly wrapped in rolling muscles.

 

From the domineering aura that shocked the gods and ghosts, the expressionless demeanor, to the eye-catching copper-brown skin, I knew he was not a virtual character.

 

He is a flesh-and-blood man...

 

The moment the cold hard face appeared, my resentment suddenly burned with anger. I roared and beat away all the soldiers and generals who blocked my way.

 

I snatched two curved knives from the bodies of the soldiers, leaned back, and slid forward. The guy urged the horse, the animal jumped up stepped on me.

 

I jumped up like a sky rocket, spinning the two knives into a tornado to cut, tear the horse's body. The killing move failed to hit the enemy, he jumped to dodge in time. While the guy was still floating in the air, I slashed at his head with all my strength:

 

- Who allowed you to play my brother's favorite character? You dead dog guy!

 

He swung his big knife to block the blow, metal rumbled clashed causing fire flew, I pressed the knife to the enemy's weapon and pushed knee.

 

He was about to hit me in the stomach, but was forced to switch from attack to defense and push me away with a punch. I roared pinned the angry eyes to the bastard who made me crazy:

 

- I haven't settled the score with you for destroying the souvenir, and now you've angered your father again! - I rushed and attacked with my knife - I must break your head off your neck to end the new hatred and the old hatred!

 

The guy pushed the knife sideways, swinging the weapon to chop at my head. I ducked, his left hand hit me directly in the face. The fist was so fast that I couldn't dodge it, hit by a blow more powerful than a hammer.

 

Rose burst into tears and screamed in fear. If she let her heart overwhelm her reason and acted foolishly, she would let me be entangled hands and feet, I would be distracted, which inevitably have immeasurable consequences.

 

But the opponent was the third strongest monster in the world. He kept pressing lover and hitting all body. The creepy sound of knocking my body was real.

 

Every wound, big or small, cut into Rose's sharp pain heart, that heart no longer obeyed reason. Rose lost control of her behavior again and fell into madness. Her shining eyes turned ghostly white, she rushed into the battle with a knife in hand.

 

From the cliff to the still so distant battle site, Rose saw her lover drawn into the battle by hatred. The enemy also seemed maddened by resentment. The look of irreconcilable indignant... not surprised everyone more than the twitching of the skin rubbing against the skeletal muscles on the cheek.

 

I froze, as that expression was so similar to that of an old acquaintance.

 

I will never see my old acquaintance again, I can only remember that silhouette through souvenir...

 

But this dog destroyed... the only thing that connected me to my old acquaintance...

 

Nostalgia fueled my hatred to the extreme. I shouted wildly and hacked at him chaotically:

 

- Fuck you, you stopped me from getting justice for Rose, you broke my promise wit my brother, I lost souvenir also because you. Today you brought the body here to ruin my mood, you "offense" my brother twice, I must burn you, dead dog!

 

Each curse brought with it the power of heaven, the knife flashed with lightning, turned into a sky net that fell on the enemy's head.

 

From the past to the present, in any case, the taciturn people used force to solve the problem. Now he are crazier than any madman I have ever locked mouths on.

 

His copper-brown skin has turned into purple-black and gray, and the bones are protruding as if they want to break the whole face.

 

The madman swung the knife vertically and slashed diagonally, and the sky net was torn apart, and the metal rubbed into space with a vibrating roar:

 

- Damn, dwarf, you dare to disturb me, that spinning punch to the brain has broken countless blurred images into pieces and surrounded my mind. Before I realized anything in time, you smashed everything. I thought the "ghost" no longer haunted me, every time your face hit my eyes, that image was like a devil resurrected from the grave, clinging to me like a ghost. I must kill you...

 

My blood is boiling, I don't need to know what he said about lame pants, I just want to smash to death the barking biting dog:

 

- You're a lunatic talking nonsense. Dead you mother!

 

Both sides used their strongest hit, and the endless knife shadows scattered in all directions. Everything around was chopped shattered, the ground sank with trampling and rumbling footprints.

 

The two lunatics rushed in and attacked again and again, breaking weapons and immediately fighting with muscles. I hit him face down, he responded by squeezing my body down with a thousand-pound blow.

 

Three people were in the game, the battle was beyond the control of the server. The management team hurriedly turned off the circuit breaker, but somewhere, there was still a crackling explosion, and the game system was in chaos. Destroying everything was not fake, the physical pain was also real.

 

The horrible pressure even suffocated Rose. Until this moment, she still realized that rushing in would bring disaster upon herself, but every blow that her lover had to suffer... shattered Rose's psychology, Rose rushed forward regardless of the danger of serious injury:

 

- I'll cut to death you...

 

She slashed midway, but the force pushed her into the turbulent river. Fear twisted my pale face, panic tore my eye sockets. I roared louder than a wounded beast, slammed my head directly into the enemy's forehead. He let go of my hand in a daze, I immediately kicked him away.

 

He was stunned just like that day, his pupils dilated, his face revealed an extremely panicked expression, various "ghosts" appeared, forced him holding his head tightly, shaking his neck, and screaming like a madman:

 

- It haunts me again... hurts... It hurts so much... It's like having my brain drilled in... Damn... Bastard... You've pushed me back into the dead space of hazy smoke and fire again... They're coming... Those demons are coming to tear... Torture me... Damn... You dog dwarf... I'll kill you...

 

I ignored his cries and rushed to the riverside, swimming frantically towards Rose who was struggling under the water…

 

- Sam… save me!

 

Every time the waves turn over in supine position, Rose would bury her face in the water frantically. I didn't know why she did that, as if she was afraid of getting her back wet.

 

- Calm down, don't struggle, if face down, water overflowing into your mouth, I can't save you!

 

I screamed and swam at full speed. Rose kept repeating strange movements until she was exhausted. The turbulent current swept her to the end of the river. I panicked and rushed over at a speed beyond my limit. She slowly sank into the river.

 

My spirit was sunk to the bottom of fear, the inexplicable fear suffocated my chest, I went crazy and tried my best to rush through the fierce water.

 

The pressure squeezed my chest, the pain penetrated my heart and lungs and caused suffocation. Even if my heart was broken and my lungs were torn, I had to save the people who cared about me.

 

With incredible effort to cross the whirlpool, my muscles aching and my body freezing with cold, I whizzed towards Rose. She was unconscious and motionless under the water. The cursed river refused to let go. Every time I tried to get close to Rose, it pulled her away. I had never been humiliated before, but now I was laughed at five, seven times.

 

The moment is about to leave me, those figures husband-watching stone unfortunate looking forward to every day, and then despair looking at the person in their dream unable to live or die... instantly obsess my mind.

 

I lost track of Rose because of my distraction. I looked for her underwater but couldn't find her. I hurried to the surface and looked around. I found a group of people gathered in the distance. The a girl among them waved and called me.

 

I swam at full speed, rushed to the shore, squeezed through the crowd, staggered steps immediately stunned and stared at the lifeguard who was performing CPR on Rose.

 

I know he was trying to save people, not taking advantage. But seeing him... blowing air into the victim's mouth, pressing his hands on Rose's chest to push the water out, "anger" suddenly burned, the river water stagnated in red eyes evaporated in an instant until not even half a drop was left. The bitter feeling of choking and anger kept blocking throat.

 

I have never been so unreasonable that I can't tell right from wrong. Now I screamed and pushed the "asshole" fall. The crowd stared at me in amazement, no one could believe it.

 

I concentrated and tried my best to save Rose. Every time I blew air into her, the fear of losing someone important squeezed out interrupted breath. Every time I pressed on her body, my chest seemed to be strangled to the extent could no longer breathe.

 

- Please! My brother and Luu Ly are leaving me, and I'm about to lose everything!

 

Bitter feelings tore from the crimson eye sockets... squeezed choked... words containing emotions would not even appear in dreams. Unexpectedly, fear made me lose my spirit at this moment, "it" made me a weak "idiot" more than ever before.

 

Even though I was about to endure the pain of losing my dearest person and feel the bitter tears again, I still thought that the emotional was the fear of no one around me which... is not... "it" had been sleeping in my mind for a long time. Now that "intoxicated" awakened in the parting between life and death. The idiot could no longer control his panic and screamed like had lost mind:

 

- I can't lose you!

 

A light cough responded to the painful cry. I was looking down and raised my eyes quickly, hoping that I had heard correctly.

 

Tears blurred her pale and cold face. But Rose's lips were slightly open with a satisfied smile, because she had planted the emotion in the heart of "someone" for a long time, and now has borne fruit.

 

At that moment... only the rose and the guards were present in each other's eyes.

 

At that moment...

 

Tears are no longer bitter... but... filled with sweet feelings.

 

Us admiring the people we care about passionately, and don't want to be apart from for even a half second. Rose coughed lightly, but it couldn't extinguish the burning temperature on her peach cheeks, and the pink color even turned into crimson. But to me, that cough was like thunder in my ears, and I was startled and pick her up.

 

Rose was pushed into an unexpected situation, her arms reflexively hugged my shoulders tightly, her body twice as big as her boyfriend's.

 

But a "romantic" moment make every girl dreams, she saw the guard towering like gods, she was a little rose in the heart of a figure blocking the sun.

 

The girl blushed and smiled slightly, lowered her head and bit her lip, listening to the person who cared about her return to rude nature:

 

- Damn, where is the infirmary?