Crimson Embers Chapter 39 A hunter without prey is nothing! (Serious face)
Ciri said she knew a good place to kill time, and it turned out that the hunter was not lying. The dusk scenery of this marginal world was indeed magnificent and shocking.
The edge of the endless desert is a pitch-black ocean, where it is basically impossible for any normal life to exist. The unique atmosphere allows the light of the stars to be refracted into a red glow across the sky, covering the entire evening sky, like a point of light when a burning flame dies down into embers, and dotted with ominous light in the division between light and darkness.
In the red glow, there are also unique celestial bodies, such as the ring-shaped corona formed by the friction and burning of matter next to a black hole. It hangs high in the sky, reflecting the loneliness of this marginal world, giving people a unique sense of loneliness when they are in it.
It’s like being reborn in the ruins of the future and being the only one left in the world.
“When I was unhappy, I would come here and stay all night. This world is falling into a black hole. Maybe in a few years it will disappear in the sea of stars. This kind of scenery is its last afterglow.
Very similar to us back then.
I can only try my best to live and try to leave my own mark in the cold sea of stars.
Until now I still have a sense of unreality. We really destroyed the organization that cast its shadow over us and made the devil's whispers disappear completely from our lives.
free……
When I didn’t have it, I was always longing for it, but now that I have it, I’m at a loss.”
Ciri sat on the stone where the desert meets the ocean, leaning against Mason and letting her long silver hair fall to the ground. She had just been resurrected and had so many things to say, but when the words came to her lips, they became the beginning of a conversation about the past when the couple was relaxing.
"You know what? My first reaction when I opened my eyes at the place where we first met was to find you..."
The hunter leaned on Mason's shoulder as he was admiring the beauty of the sky. She whispered:
"After my life as a hound came to an end, the focus of my life has shifted to you. I didn't even have more time to think about the decision."
"So you think this is bad?"
Mason put his arm around Ciri's shoulders and said:
"Or should we take a step back and give you some space and time to re-evaluate your relationship with me and how we will develop in the future?"
"Harley and Quinn would be crazy happy if I did that."
Ciri smiled slyly and said:
“I won’t give them that opportunity, but this feeling of being able to sense where you are with your eyes closed is really strange. We are no longer just companions or just a relationship of superior and subordinate. It has even surpassed liking and love and has become a combination on a deeper level.
Our lives are tied together... No, that's not the right way to put it. You gave me your life so that I can also enjoy the wonderful life that belongs to you."
"I didn't even ask you for payment."
The captain curled his lips and said:
“I feel like I’ve lost a lot.”
"Snap"
The next moment, Ciri pressed his entire body down onto the fine quicksand behind him. The hunter turned over and rode on his waist, staring down into his eyes, his long silver hair falling down to cover Mason's neck and cheeks.
"You still want a reward?"
Shiri said rather unhappily:
"My life from now on was inevitably influenced by a young man named Mason Cooper, and I no longer had any freedom to be alone.
As long as you want, you can see what I am thinking without any hindrance. I will have no secrets in front of you. Even if you want, you can order me to do whatever you want me to do.
Even after all this, you still want a reward!
This is too much.
You greedy little creature."
Mason blinked and looked at the hunter who had returned to the age of 18. He asked:
"So what's on your mind right now?"
"Can't you see for yourself?"
Ciri said unhappily.
The next moment, their eyes met, their bodies leaned forward, and their lips gradually touched each other. There was no need to read each other's minds, just follow your feelings at this time.
"Hey! Can you two please have some shame? What are you doing in broad daylight?!"
Just as they were about to complete their first passionate kiss after their reunion, Harley's unhappy scream was heard from not far away.
She was holding a fishing rod and a strange-looking "fish" in her hand. It must have been caught from the black sea next to the desert.
It seems that besides being a crazy beautiful girl, a devoted little nurse, a powerful and lucky pioneer and a dog training expert, Harley also has a hidden fisherman setting .
"We've only been gone for a few minutes, and you two are planning on doing something unacceptable here? Hey, can you at least find a place where you won't be disturbed?
Even if there is no one else here, it will teach children bad lessons if they see it!
You two bad guys, it's not even dark yet!"
She walked forward fiercely, threw her fishing rod and the strange fish she caught into the quicksand, and did not separate the two people. Instead, she squeezed in like a "third party" very forcefully, just like three weird guys sticking together.
Mason could only respond with a helpless smile. Even though his good thing was interrupted, he had to bear it. What's more, Harley's reaction now was already very considerate, okay?
At least she was not like Quinn, who was sitting not far away. She had already started sharpening her knife and had body bags that could divide the two bodies into eight even pieces placed next to her. Perhaps she had even found a place to hide the bodies.
What else can the captain say about this?
This is his own choice.
“So, what’s next?”
Ciri was a person who cared about her reputation after all. When Harley angrily hugged Mason and stared at her, she did not choose to continue. In order to ease the embarrassment, she stood up and sat aside, playing with her long silver hair while changing the subject and asking:
“The threat of the loop has been eliminated, the Apocalypse has been properly disposed of , and the Fifth Impact has just ended, but without Dr. Manhattan’s intervention in the origin of the universe, the Final Impact may come earlier than expected.
Is there anything else you need to do that you haven’t done yet?”
"No."
Mason lay on the quicksand with his hands folded under his head.
He felt the slightly chilly wind blowing over the quicksand, with a very relaxed expression on his face, admiring the magnificent sunset before him, letting Harley lie on his chest like a kitten that had won a fight, leaning sideways to listen to her heartbeat with such adorable gesture.
He said:
“To be honest, I was originally planning to go back to Gotham and make the most of the last time to connect with my companions and friends, but now I suddenly realize that this is not a permanent farewell, and there is no need to create more pressure on those who care about me.
I can leave quietly and return quietly at some time in the future.
As for the remnants of the council, let them be, with the entire superstructure completely destroyed, these rats will spend the rest of their lives in constant fear.
They will see with their own eyes the new era they claimed to bring about, but they will never be able to enjoy it with peace of mind.
It is enough to do this.
I can’t spend the rest of my time hunting down these poor bastards…”
Mason paused, stretched out his left hand to hold Harley's shoulders, grabbed Ciri's wrist with his right hand, and pulled hard, making the "delicate" hunter lie in his arms after a light scream.
He grinned and whispered:
"I have found the most precious treasures of my life. Whether as a collector or a treasure hunter, now is the time to stop and spend the rest of my life with my treasures.
Mason Cooper's mission in this era has been successfully completed!
There is no stage for me in this era or the next one, so it may not be a bad thing to make a quiet exit without disturbing others.
perhaps……
What I meant was that after becoming the legendary savior at such a young age, it was time for me to move on to the next stage of my still young life.”
"marry!"
Harley seemed to have heard something extraordinary.
She suddenly raised her head and stared at Mason with her eyes, her pupils turned into pink hearts, she clenched her fists in front of her chest, and screamed with great excitement and anticipation:
"Honey, let's get married! Quinn, I, and... uh, Cirilla, let's get married, just like Bruce and Selina, and use a wedding as a symbol of our retirement from the hero circle!
It’s time for us to enter the next stage of our lives. Quinn’s mature and healthy body is ready to give birth to a healthy baby for you and me...ah!”
She was so excited.
So much so that she didn't notice that Quinn, who exuded indifference and anger, had teleported behind her like the best assassin.
The next moment, the knife came down with precision and ferociously, hitting Harley on the head. The latter screamed in pain and jumped up holding her head. Then the two identical little cuties tore each other apart in the quicksand, and soon they started a women's double unlimited fighting competition under this magnificent scenery.
"Is this always the way you get along with them?"
Ciri watched in amazement as the two little cuties each pulled out their colorful clown pistols and shot at each other, and then grabbed baseball bats and X-hammers to fight with knives. Even the two Amazon war hounds split into two camps and started biting each other in the quicksand with their owners.
This scene astonished the hunter.
She said to Mason:
"You're not going to stop him? If he really misses and kills someone, won't you be heartbroken?"
"They are one, they know each other's thoughts, they know where the next bullet will fly, and they know where the weapon in their hands will land."
Mason had no intention of intervening in this crazy female combat group. He lay there leisurely with his eyes closed, and said to Ciri:
"It's like playing a game of fighting with yourself. Even if you really want to kill yourself, you can't strangle yourself, right? Don't mind it. They are just like that. Even though they are having a good time fighting now, they will be good sisters again in a few seconds.
You will have plenty of time to get familiar with these two guys' ways, and once you get to know them, you will realize that these little cuties are very sensible in most situations."
"Little cutie..."
Ciri savored the name, then she curled her lips and said:
"It's so corny. I can tell that these are nicknames that young people would call each other. An old lady like me is really not used to it."
"Then you are 'Old Cutie'."
Mason pulled her towards him, and with Harley screaming and Quinn beating each other's heads with weapons in the background, the two finally completed the goodbye ceremony after their reunion.
Just on the quicksand at dusk, the contact of lips may be just the beginning, but the good time ends there.
Because just when Mason was about to take the next step, Harley and Quinn reached an alliance in a rather strange way. The two crazy girls with bruised faces turned around and saw Ciri's coat thrown on the beach.
Damn it!
My house was robbed.
This internal strife will only benefit outsiders!
Quinn was about to rush over to interrupt the couple's affair, but was stopped by Harley. The cutie rolled her eyes and then whispered something in Quinn's ear.
Quinn was quickly convinced.
With Ciri and Mason now "tied together", it is impossible to separate them by force, so it is better to do them a favor. Facts have proved that Ciri's feelings for Sweetie are no less than those of the two of them.
This is pure true love, and as a firm believer in true love, the Crazy Girls Group cannot forcefully intervene.
But we can’t just let it go like this!
Harley and Quinn decided to take the initiative one step ahead.
"Sweetheart!"
Harry put his hands to his mouth and shouted:
"You two can continue playing here. Quinn and I are going back to Gotham first. We don't like the weird scenery here. We need to go back and set up the venue."
"ah?"
Mason opened his eyes, and at the same time as Ciri, who was panting and blushing, he turned back to look at the two little cuties and asked:
"What venue is being set up?"
"Getting married, of course."
Harley jumped up and threw out a portable mother box made by Mason, and opened the sonic boom channel to the Family amidst the roar. She waved her hands carelessly while her long hair fluttered and said:
"Hasn't it already been agreed? We're going to use a wedding as our retirement ceremony. We don't trust others to do this, so we're going to go back and arrange it ourselves.
Don't leave it too late, you two.
Tomorrow, tomorrow night."
"Are we almost getting married?"
Ciri was startled. She said:
"But I haven't yet..."
"Phew, if some people don't want to, then they don't have to come."
Quinn stood at the edge of the sonic boom tunnel, turned around and said sinisterly:
"We can all understand that those who pursue freedom do not want to be bound by a marriage relationship, just like some hunters always like to roam the mountains alone, everyone can understand that.
So, don't give up the whole forest for a stinky man, sister, come on~"
After saying that, Quinn dove into the opened sonic explosion channel and disappeared. The dogs also jumped in barking. The next second, only Mason and Ciri, who were hugging each other, were left on the quicksand at dusk.
The captain burst out laughing.
He suddenly felt that Harry's open-minded state was not entirely a bad thing, and he was not opposed to getting married.
Then he looked at Ciri and said softly:
"Don't worry about it, it's just their little thoughts. I know you don't like these, so you don't have to... huh?"
Under the captain's surprised gaze, Ciri lowered her head as if she had made some decision.
She pushed Mason away, fastened her fallen bra, and knelt on one knee very seriously as Mason's eyes widened. She stared at Mason and said:
"Mason Cooper, will you marry me?"
"this……"
Mason sat up straight with a start.
He looked at Ciri who was kneeling in front of him. Her fair face was very serious. This unique reverse proposal was the agreement she made with Mason before her last death, and she had not forgotten it.
She wasn’t kidding either!
"But, but you didn't say..."
Mason held Ciri's hand and whispered:
"Don't do anything you don't want to do, and don't pay attention to Harley and Quinn's teasing. They are right. You are a natural hunter. You should..."
"But a hunter without prey is nothing!"
Ciri interrupted Mason, looking at him like a hungry predator eyeing its prey, and said:
"For you, my delicious little sweetheart, I am willing to accept the constraints of those relationships and try to adapt and enjoy it all, freedom... that's just boring stuff.
If it's worth entrusting my life to, then I'm willing to take the risk.
You haven't answered me yet?"
"Of course I do."
Mason smiled from the bottom of his heart. He walked forward and hugged Ciri. With her long silver hair blowing in the desert evening breeze, the two hugged each other tightly.
He said:
"We need to go get your parents. They're on the Bard. They're recuperating. Maybe we should leave now?"
"No, let my parents wait."
Ciri panted softly and said:
"And something else has been taking too long. They left you to me, my prey. I am hungry, and you have nowhere to run, sweet Mason."
