Arc 7:1-10

Chapter 134 The Succubus Son 1

Ten thousand years into the divine calendar, the war among the gods for plundering the godhead has officially come to an end, leaving only the two supreme gods of light and darkness in the world.

The gods took pity on the believers who were affected by the war of the gods and suffered heavy casualties. They signed a thousand-year truce agreement with each other, leaving the world's creatures with thousands of years of peace and recuperation.

Thousands of years later, the power of darkness began to quietly invade places shrouded in light, infiltrating the human empire in silent places and creating more believers for its gods.

At the same time, the power of light was keenly aware of the dark calculations. Countless temples of light were sprung up all over the empire. Each temple would select a holy son or a saint to worship on the monthly worship day. , the statue of the god will drop a trace of divine power that is enough to drive away the dark power.

Darkness and light have been competing in silence for more than five hundred years.

When Pelosius woke up on the throne, more than ten years had passed in the world.

As long as the godhead is still there, the gods can be said to be immortal, with endless time and lifespan. Relatively speaking, sleeping for more than ten years can only be regarded as a slight squint.

A big bird with shining golden light fluttered its wings and flew into the temple. It consciously shrunk to the size of a sparrow and squatted on the armrest of Pelosius's throne. It seemed that it was well prepared and said: "I respect you. Under the crown of light, you haven't been out of the temple for three hundred years, shouldn't you go see your human followers?"

Pelosius propped his head, his long golden eyelashes drooping, and he seemed to want to squint a little more. Hearing the words of the light bird, he said calmly: "No need."

The power of faith is abundant, which shows that human beings are living a good life.

The light bird jumped for a moment and looked at its own god who had no ambition to make progress. Although he knew that with his current godhead and power, he didn't need to make progress, he couldn't help but said: "But the dark god has been developing followers, and the same goes for dark creatures. Do you know that while you are sleeping, a new species is born in the darkness? It is said that it is called a succubus, and it can seduce countless humans into the evil darkness..." 　　"

New species?"

There was a little bit of interest in Hughes's originally calm golden eyes.

No new species has appeared in the world for hundreds of years.

The light bird nodded vigorously, trying to arouse the god's interest: "Don't you want to go and have a look?"

But unfortunately, after living for countless years and surviving the terrifying battle of the gods, Pelosius' curiosity was not that easy. aroused.

Every time when he wakes up, the bird of light will try to get him to step out of the temple. Pelosius knows that his family is worried that he will find the world boring and voluntarily fall into endless sleep, and that the darkness will lure all the believers of light there, but this is purely Worrying is in vain.

He will not choose to sleep until Ubinus, the god of darkness, sleeps.

As for believers... light will never lack believers, unless Ubinos does not allow humans to laugh, hope, or have any beautiful feelings. But if he does this, human beings will not believe in darkness.

Just as Pelosius was about to speak, an ancient book suddenly appeared in the center of the temple, suspended in the air, and flew to Pelosius's eyes.

"What is this?" The bird of light flapped its wings. Before it touched the book, Pelosius caught it and threw it away from the temple.

The light bird was thrown dizzy:?

The voice of the god came from the temple, with a hint of indifference and majesty: "This is the book of the world. If you don't want to become a roasted bird, don't touch it."

That's not like throwing a bird away, right? ! The light bird reasonably suspected that its own god was taking revenge on it for always urging him to go out.

Pelosius picked up the Book of the World without any hindrance, flipped through it a few times, and slowly focused on the prophecies on it.

Strictly speaking, it is not a prophecy, but a letter of help from the world consciousness to Him through the Book of the World.

Because Pelosius stayed away from the prophecy and stayed in the temple, the story of the prophecy could not even begin. If you don't follow the prophecy, reach the predetermined ending, and liberate the world, then the world, including the two gods, will be destroyed.

With Pelosius's divine power, he naturally knew whether the Book of the World was deceiving him, but the result was no.

After a long time, this god who liked to stay at home let out a sigh, left his throne, and disappeared into the temple.

...

The prophecy is a story. In the story, Pelosius, the god of light, likes to walk around the world and occasionally rescues desperate believers with pure faith. This behavior has continued intermittently for decades. He met a man who was almost dragged by a dark creature. The handsome young man walked away.

Pelosius saved the young man and had a good impression of the young man who was still trying to survive in a desperate situation. He also gave a rare trace of divine power, allowing the young man to rely on the divine power he spread to become the Holy Son of the Temple.

Then, the dark force that had been harassing him for many years suddenly broke out and attacked the human empire. Pelosius couldn't bear it anymore, and he fought with Urbinos, and both sides were seriously injured at the same time.

Pelosius fell into a deep sleep, walked around the world in a human body with no memory, and became the envoy of the Temple of Light. Urbinus hid in the dark.

At the same time, the young man who became the Holy Son of Light was bewitched by Urbinus with premeditation, fell in love with Urbinus, and voluntarily had a relationship with him. He believed that darkness was not as unworthy of corruption as humans said, and decided to become darkness. As a dependent of the Holy Son, he secretly helped the darkness spread in the human empire, assisted the darkness to gradually engulf the light, killed the human body of Pelosius, and became the queen of the dark god.

As the worst victim among them, Pelosius had nothing to say and directly lit the Divine Fire of Light, intending to burn the Book of the World completely.

Although his authority is light, he was able to survive the battle of gods by devouring countless gods, and to this day firmly suppresses the God of Darkness. Pelosius has never been a god that is easy to talk to.

As for the damaged world consciousness, the reason why the war of the gods started thousands of years ago was because the gods discovered this and tried to swallow the gods of other gods to strengthen themselves, shatter the void and go to other worlds. This was the prelude to the tragic war.

Pelosius has already accumulated enough divine power, but he is not afraid of the destruction of the world. Even the consciousness of the world cannot make him tolerate the offense of ants.

The Book of the World was startled by the flames, and dense golden fonts quickly appeared, telling the god that he only needed to make a beginning, save the human boy named Angus, and then reach the end of the story. The pages of the book were rubbed like a charm. Rubbing Pelosius's fingertips.

"That is to say." Pelosius concluded: "After rescuing people, as long as the transformed human body dies and the human Angus becomes the God Queen of Ubinos, that's

it?"

The golden fonts were mixed into a ball. , merged into one big: [Yes! ]

Pelosius thought thoughtfully: "Does Urbinos know?"

[I don't know, the Dark God has not awakened. 】

The consciousness of the world is very frustrating. These gods are so powerful that they want to run away even though they know it is incomplete. However, the God of Light at the key point of the plot has awakened long ago. He is not at all like the "good-hearted" God of Light in the plot. Every day Staying in the temple and letting the birds sleep, those who didn't know thought that He was living a retired life in advance!

As a last resort, it could only come to the door in the form of the Book of the World and ask for Pelosius' help.

Pelosius asked a few more questions to understand everything, dismissed the world consciousness, and thought for a while on the throne.

If possible, He would like to save His believers as a reward for the power of their devout faith.

Pelosius left the temple.

...

Because he just came down to save someone, Pelosius simply walked around the world in his true body. Anyway, as long as he wanted to, no living thing could see his figure.

The place where humans live is always changing with each passing day. More than three hundred years have passed, and there have been many more buildings and food that Pelosius has never seen before.

Pelosius walked aimlessly on the streets of humans, one step was enough to span an entire street, and the scene in front of him passed quickly through his golden eyes.

"My respected gods." The shrunken light bird squatted on his shoulder, nagging: "Don't you want to see the succubus? I feel the smell of a new species, and its breath of life is about to be extinguished. Do you want to Take the opportunity to take a look?"

Pelosius glanced at it and saw the curiosity in the eyes of the bright bird. He didn't mind satisfying his family's little curiosity. He moved slightly and appeared at the location of the succubus in the next second.

Unexpectedly, He appeared in a small alley in this town, and next to a wall was the Temple of Light in the city.

This succubus is still very young, fifteen or sixteen years old, still a half-grown boy. His clothes are in tatters, and he is curled up in the alley covered in dirt. His head is smashed, and blood traces are winding down from his forehead. It should be He was unconscious, his eyes tightly closed.

But despite being extremely embarrassed, the little boy is still astonishingly beautiful. The pair of little devil horns exposed from the broken hood on his head are round and cute. His skin is as white and clear as ice and snow. His lips are like freshly blooming red roses. His eyebrows are thick and beautiful. So exquisite that it looks like the most perfect work before the death of the God of Beauty.

Pelosius just happened to swallow the Godhead of the God of Beauty. His gaze paused on the young boy's face for half a second. He quickly withdrew his gaze and called out to the bewitched light bird: "After reading, let's go."

The light bird flew around the young boy. He circled around and said unbearably: "My most beloved god, the aura of darkness in this little succubus is too rare. It has never tempted any creature to fall! The fatal wound on the forehead is still the work of human beings. It's a pity to die like this, can you save it?"

Pelosius felt that it must have been that He hadn't done anything for too long, which caused the light bird to think that He was easy to talk to and became more and more courageous.

Let the God of Light save the dark creatures?

Pelosius was about to refuse on the spot, but the little succubus who had hidden himself seemed to hear the sound when he was dying. His long and thick eyelashes trembled, like butterflies flying in the wind, and he slowly opened his eyes.

If the young boy's face is the work of the God of Beauty, his eyes are the most precious and rare rubies in the world, a unique treasure that the dragon wants to collect as soon as he sees it.

The Bird of Light, which had not been outside the temple for hundreds of years, shouted: "Is this the power of the succubus! No wonder it can seduce -"

Pelosius felt that the devoured Godhead of Beauty was about to move, and he pinched it expressionlessly. Holding the beak of the light bird, he threw the shameful family members back to the temple through the air, and he was about to leave.

Again unexpected.

This little succubus opened his eyes, whose pupils began to dilate, and actually saw Him. No, not at Him.

Pelosius quickly realized that the direction the little succubus was looking was the Temple of Light?

He was slightly surprised, and then, the little succubus's eyes gradually became firm, as if he were treating a dead horse as a live doctor, and began to pray to the light.

The accumulation of more interest caused Pelosius to stop and listen to the intermittent prayers of this dark creature.

[The incarnation of light...the master of beauty, hope and hope in the world, humble believers pray, I don't want to...become a pet kept by others, I don't want to hide anymore, I want to have a place where I can survive, I want to live well, please You...]

A strong sense of reluctance and strong faith erupted from the young boy on the ground. Pelosius took a few glances and unexpectedly found that this new believer was quite firm in his faith.

Pelosius began to think.

This is the first time that a dark creature has turned to the light, but since they are His believers and have indeed never tempted humans, it doesn't matter if they gang up on each other.

Pelosius leaned forward slightly, stretched out a finger, and gently placed it on the little succubus's brow.

In the blink of an eye, the voice of the little succubus who was still praying suddenly stopped, and the soft golden light enveloped his whole body. All the wounds on his body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, exuding comfort and ease in his bones from the inside out. It felt like he was back in his mother's arms, so warm that he shed tears after being displaced and losing all his relatives.

Pelosius took back his hand and looked at the little succubus who was clearly healing from his wounds but suddenly started to shed tears. He thought for a while, removed the barrier that humans could not see, lowered his eyes and asked, "What else do you want?" ? "

The divine power he gave to the succubus in front of him was enough to protect him, and no humans or dark creatures could harm him. This should be regarded as satisfying his request.

The little succubus looked at the man who suddenly appeared in front of him and was surrounded by golden light. His face could not be seen clearly. His eyes widened in shock. After a long while, he sobbed. He raised his head like a fool and asked blankly: " Who are you?"

Pelosius didn't answer. He looked at him calmly and judged that the little succubus had no other requirements. He should be crying with joy for the rest of his life.

He straightened up, and before leaving, his ankle was lightly hooked by something soft.

Pelosius turned around and saw a long and thin black tail rubbing his ankle lovingly. The pointed heart of the tail rubbed left and right, and loosely circled his ankle from time to time, like a bird. Just like a puppy that just found its owner.

The little succubus, who had just reacted, blushed. She forcefully pulled back her tail that had sneaked out of her pants to cling to someone but didn't want to come back. She apologized nervously: "I'm sorry! I was too happy. I couldn't control myself." The tail..."

"It's okay."

Pelosius took a few more glances at the peach-heart tail with the attitude of observing new species, and found that the tail seemed to loyally reflect the owner's mood.

When the little succubus is nervous, its long tail will coil around and around. When the little succubus relaxes, its tail will swing back and forth soothingly. The little succubus becomes shy, and its tail also seems to be shy. , hiding behind the owner, coiled into a... love? ?

Pelosius looked at it a few more times and raised his eyebrows with interest.

How can a tail express so many emotions?

So sad, frightened, sad, happy... what will become of this tail?

Chapter 135 The Succubus Son 2

sensed another person to save. Pelosius withdrew his thoughts. It was just a new species, and he had more important things to do.

Before leaving, Pelosius's eyes fell on the dirty succubus on the ground. After thinking for a moment, he felt that it was a good match. He didn't mind giving this one a courageous one - it dared to come to the Temple of Light as a dark creature. Succubi around, a bit of courage appreciated.

He moved his fingers lightly, and the light dark aura around the succubus gradually disappeared completely.

Golden light appeared, and the man's unusually tall figure gradually disappeared.

Uriel's pupils shrank, and he involuntarily stretched out his hand as if to grab something. At the same time, he mustered up his courage again, and hurriedly asked: "Are you the divine envoy of the Lord God?"

There was no answer, but for a moment, what was in front of him came. The alley was empty, as if the miracle just now was just a dream and no one had ever been there.

Uriel stared blankly. After a long, long time, he suddenly noticed something strange about himself.

His devil horns and disobedient heart-shaped tail can actually disappear at will!

Uriel checked in disbelief and found that his distinctive red eyes gradually turned into black eyes that were no different from those of humans. The demonic aura on his body was also hidden by powerful power. This meant that...

there was no need to hide anymore . Hiding, he no longer has to worry about being captured by the dark and disgusting people. He can disguise himself as a human and live an ordinary life in the human world.

The great joy and rich joy diluted the fear of dying, and swept through the whole body from the top of his heart. Uriel was stunned, his eyes suddenly sore, and he cried silently in the dark and deserted alley, venting his long-standing emotions. .

After a long time,

like a little beast that was gently rescued by a kind person after losing everything, like a new-born Uriel holding the tail that had only touched that person, his cheek gently rubbed the heart of his heart, his eyes filled with laughter. It is full of attachment and determination.

Regardless of whether He was an unreachable God's envoy, or whether the status between them was like a chasm in the sky, he also wanted to see Him again.

Just one side is fine.

...

Pelosius gave a succubus the power to hide his aura.

After learning about it, the Bright Bird jumped up and down in the temple with worry, and asked in confusion: "Aren't you afraid that he will use your divine power to murder your believers?"

After all, he is a creature of darkness.

Pelosius stood in front of the sacred pool in the side hall of the temple, playing with the water mirror that could see the world. He glanced at it and said without saltiness: "If he does that, the power of light will "Strangle him first."

The Bright Bird imagined the scene of a beautiful succubus like a little rose being brutally strangled. He was quiet for a second and asked weakly: "Dear God, is the God of War you devoured still stable?"

Fifteen hundred years have passed since the War of the Gods. Although the two gods of darkness and light have survived, they have each devoured a lot of godheads. Each godhead requires a period of time to digest.

Especially the God of Light. Everyone thinks that the light attribute is kind, but he is uniquely blessed to be powerful. Therefore, most of the gods attack Pelosius. Although they were all brutally devoured by Pelosius in the end, the light bird is always worried that its god will die in one breath. Swallowing too much can cause indigestion.

"Yeah."

Pelosius responded casually.

His sleep is not really pure sleep. Most of his energy is spent on digesting the godhead. Now he has almost digested it. It's just that the beauty godhead was touched when he met the succubus not long ago and needs to be stabilized.

After adjusting the water mirror to the picture he wanted to see, Pelosius stopped and lowered his eyes to check.

"Isn't this the human you just saved?" The bright bird flapped its wings and stopped on the rocks at the edge of the pool.

In the picture is a cute and beautiful human being, that is, Angus, one of the protagonists recorded in the Book of the World. After rescuing the succubus, Pelosius went to save him as well, but it did not happen as promised in the prophecy. Too many divine favors.

"Well, you watch him and wait until he develops feelings for Ubinos before waking me up."

Pelosius arranged for the confused light bird to happily go back to the throne to sleep, while stabilizing his godhead.

Anyway, the Book of the World said that as long as Angus is saved and the beginning is completed, everything will naturally develop towards the prophecy.

The light bird was stunned for a while before coming back to its senses, and quickly flew to the throne: "Wait! What does it mean to have feelings for the God of Darkness? Lord God of Light?!"

With a "bang", the whole bird of the light bird hit the invisible body. On the barrier, it was almost flattened, and it slipped down like stars.

Then it discovered that it couldn't even go up the steps under the divine throne, so it had to fly back to the divine pool and stare boredly at the humans in the water mirror.

...

Pelosius, who thought that when he woke up, human beings should be together with Urbinus, and that he could just make an avatar and be killed by the dark force, it would be over. He stood expressionlessly in front of the water mirror, looking into the water mirror. Human beings are living as saints in an inconspicuous border town, and Urbinos is still conscientiously trying to pry away all the believers of light.

The light bird jumped up and down next to it, nagging endlessly asking why it had to perform such boring work for three years. Pelosius forced it to shut up and huddled in the corner, drawing circles.

The consciousness of the world noticed that Pelosius had woken up, and arranged for the Book of the World to fly from the sky. It looked like he was about to cry, and the whole book trembled: [Pelosius! need your help! My strength is not enough. No matter how hard I try, Urbinus cannot notice Angus at all. Angus also fails to successfully become the Holy Son of the Central Temple and cannot contact Urbinus at all...]

​​Pelosiu Si glanced at it lightly, and the Book of the World stopped shaking and froze in the air.

"Trash." Pelosius didn't give any face. The Book of the World was so angry that it flapped its pages twice, and then stopped timidly. There was no other way, it needed Pelosius's help.

[We can only follow the development of the story. Although it is three years late, it doesn't matter, Pelosius, act quickly! As long as you reach the ending, you can swallow the Dark God and become the only Supreme God in this world...]

The Book of the World, like the Bird of Light, always likes to chatter, trying to use words to motivate Pelosius.

It's a pity that Pelosius is only loyal to his own ideas. He has no interest in devouring the dark god. Darkness is evil and dirty, and he is disgusted just thinking about it.

Hmm... Pelosius remembered something. Except for the little succubus, the dark aura was very light and surprisingly clean.

With his magical power in her body, the little succubus will definitely be able to survive. She should find a place to live well, and like all ordinary creatures, have her own warm and beautiful family.

Thinking of this, Pelosius felt a little relieved, although it was very light, but it was undeniable.

"Okay." Pelosius interrupted the changing words of the Book of the World and said, "I'll go fight with Ubinos later."

The Book of the World stopped admonishing with satisfaction.

"Help is not free." A glimmer of light flashed across Pelosius's golden eyes. The godhead of the God of Time allowed him to see the distant future. He was slightly dazed, and when he came back to his senses, he had spit out the deal.

A new, pure godhead.

...

After sending away the Book of the World, Pelosius was a little confused. What did he want from his godhead? He has plenty of this stuff.

But this is the message sent to him by the future "Pelosius", and he will naturally not ignore it.

Putting aside all thoughts, Pelosius decided to get down to business and vent his anger that he could no longer sleep.

"Pelosius?!"

Urbinos, who was ordering his troops, looked in shock at the extremely handsome and dazzling man who suddenly appeared in front of him.

He hadn't seen the other party for hundreds of years, and he didn't show up after several tests. He thought the other party was already asleep, and was planning to conquer the human empire and destroy the Temple of Light, but he didn't expect that he hadn't? !

Pelosius glanced at the swarming army of dark creatures in the forest, understood in his heart, and started fighting naturally.

Unlike in the prophecy, Urbinos in reality was unable to resist and was seriously injured.

However, Pelosius had no intention of letting Urbinus discover his true strength and released the water without leaving any trace. Otherwise, the clause "The God of Light was also seriously injured, and human beings walked around the world incarnate" cannot be implemented. Urbinus is not stupid, and he will definitely not He would rush to kill His incarnation, but would work harder to hide it.

When the dark army was completely destroyed, Urbinos was seriously injured and escaped.

Pelosius also pretended to be injured, returned to the temple, comforted the screaming bird of light, made a human incarnation, injected soul and sanity, sealed 70% of the divine power, and left the empty shell in the temple. Sleeping, the incarnation surrendered to the human empire.

Before all preparations were completed, Pelosius held back, fearing that the incarnation would resist Urbinos' murder and the outcome would not be reached, so he threw the sealed memory and power into the place with the strongest faith in the human empire - the Central Temple. .

He could sense that there was a believer with extremely pure power of faith, who devoted himself wholeheartedly to the light.

As long as the incarnation is close to the other person, even if it is just standing around the other person, its memory and power will automatically return.

...

The Empire of St. Danloran.

Saint Danloran means the vassal state of light. All human beings living in the empire admire light extremely. Light is their highest belief. The Temple of Light is an existence above the king's power. Every saint son and saint has a status in people's minds. Sublime is the messenger closest to the gods, because only those with the strongest and purest faith and incomparable affinity for light can be competent.

In particular, the Holy Son of the Central Temple not only possesses powerful and pure divine power and faith, but also looks like the darling of the gods. Even the princesses of the empire who are famous for their beauty cannot compete with him.

More importantly, this holy son is pure and kind, compassionate to the world, and often does good deeds to spread faith, such as treating the injured, taking in homeless people, and establishing an orphanage... And there are places nearby where dark creatures invade or confuse humans. , he always personally leads the priests to the front lines to purify the filth.

In just three years, the Holy Son of the Central Temple became the representative of the divine messenger.

No one knew what the Holy Son, whom everyone deeply respected, was like behind the scenes.

The central temple was built in the central city of the empire, covering an area larger than the royal capital where the king lived. One-fifth of this huge temple was used as the main temple, enshrining the statue of the God of Light.

The face of the statue cannot be seen clearly, but it does not damage its stature and majesty. However, at the feet of this dignified and solemn statue, there is someone wearing a holy white robe, sleeping peacefully at the feet of the statue.

The young man's appearance is exquisite and perfect, like a gorgeous flower in full bloom, but his temperament is incredibly holy and pure.

He curled up with his eyes closed. Although he was in an uncomfortable posture

, his expression seemed to be that he was sleeping peacefully. There was a deep sense of satisfaction and joy between his rose-like eyebrows.

It wasn't until the sunlight penetrated through the window lattice and poured onto the wide floor that Uriel slowly woke up.

He had just finished a purification in the next town, and before he had time to deal with everything, the pilgrimage day of January 1st arrived.

Uriel could only leave the rest to the temple over there and rush back quickly, just in time to catch up with the opportunity to see the statue of the god once a month.

I don't know who made the rules. The place where the statue is located can only be opened on the day of worship, and only the Son can enter. After he realized that the person on that day was the God of Light, he could only find ways to participate in the selection of the Son and try his best to squeeze out. The original Son, enters the central temple.

Although the Holy Son of the Central Temple has to cleanse his body with bright holy water every month, and can only endure and adapt to the erosion of the succubus' body by the bright holy water before he can enter the palace where the statue of the god is enshrined, Uriel feels that it is worth it - the Central Temple's The statue is the largest and most luxurious!

Uriel was bewitched by this alone.

As for what is closest to the God of Light and most likely to be heard in prayer, according to Uriel's experiment, it is simply nonsense.

No matter how he prayed, there was no response from the gods. I think so, there are so many believers in the world, and there are so many prayers. If the gods can hear them, he will feel noisy for the gods.

So Uriel felt that the Lord God probably listened selectively, and this "selectivity" may take a long, long time before a lucky person is chosen.

As one of the lucky ones, Uriel stood up slowly, straightened out the pure white robe that belonged to the Holy Son, and looked up at the tall statue. Deep obsession and attachment appeared in his eyes, which made him obsessed. He walked up to the ground and kissed the statue devoutly.

His god...

Uriel knew that he was going crazy again. The succubus itself was a creature with strong desires. He suppressed all the dirt, wore a holy skin, and pretended to be pure. The Holy Son might have gone crazy in the eyes of the world just for the moment he got close to the statue.

It doesn't matter, he quite enjoys this feeling.

Uriel looked at the statue and curled his lips.

He was about to leave when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a shadow behind the statue from the corner of his eye.

It seems... there is someone?

Chapter 136: Succubus Son 3

In the most remote northwest corner of the central temple, there is a small white building with an independent courtyard. The courtyard is full of beautiful flowers and plants. It is the residence of Uriel, the Holy Son.

The original Holy Son lived in the most exquisite and gorgeous palace in the temple, but the new Holy Son Uriel didn't like to stay in crowded places, so he moved to this small building himself, refused the service of all the attendants, and lived alone.

Today, the small building welcomed its first guest in history.

Even if this guest is sleeping with his eyes closed on the bed, people cannot ignore his presence. Just a glance at him makes people feel inexplicably awe-inspiring.

But if you suppress this sense of awe, you will find that this guest is incredibly handsome. His calm eyebrows are majestic, and his blond hair is as smooth as flowing silk. Each strand seems to be dancing with gold, and his figure is even more... Tall and straight, with perfect wide shoulders and narrow waist, every lean muscle is full of male strength and beauty, making her sexy to the extreme.

Uriel sat on the edge of the bed, staring intently at the person on the bed, as if he was remembering something, with sweet tenderness in his eyes.

From the first moment he saw the other person, Uriel knew that this was the god who saved him, the only god he believed in.

Although he didn't know why the god suddenly appeared next to the statue, and he was still in a coma, Uriel couldn't bear the god sleeping on the cold floor, so he decisively took the god back to his place of residence and placed it in a small building with the best light. The most comfortable room - his room.

After the Lord God was settled, Uriel couldn't help but worry again.

What happened to Lord Kami?

Could it be that the gods heard his prayers, took pity on his desire, and came to see him specially?

But why is he unconscious again?

Uriel was full of doubts, and soon he gave up thinking. All his thoughts were focused on the person in front of him, and he looked at the god on the bed with fascination.

After three years of waiting and three years of praying, he finally saw Him again.

This time, he is no longer a pitiful dying dark creature, but the most loyal believer of God. He will tell his God how grateful he is to Him and how passionately he believes in Him!

The light saved him, the light redeemed him, and he was willing to dedicate everything to his gods!

Uriel suppressed the excitement and imagination in his heart. After several years of training in disguise, despite the ups and downs of his mood, the smile curved at the corner of his mouth was still just right, perfectly maintaining the image that the Holy Son of Light should have.

Uriel took out the Holy Son's exclusive silk handkerchief, stabilized his slightly trembling arms, and carefully wiped the cheeks of the person on the bed.

Although there was no dirt or dust on the other person's face at all, he just wanted to do something for God.

I don't know why the god is unconscious.

Are you injured?

Uriel was a little worried and couldn't control the random thoughts in his mind. It wasn't until the eyelashes of the person on the bed fluttered slightly that he hurriedly stopped the chaotic thoughts and took back the handkerchief.

Pelosius slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw was an extremely beautiful face. His eyebrows and eyes were as magnificent as the afterglow of the sunset, but his temperament was holy and inviolable.

The man between a boy and a young man was well prepared and smiled at him. His smile was clean and bright, and his eyes of admiration were mixed with an eagerness that Pelosius could not understand now.

The other party opened his mouth, and Pelosius sat up, narrowed his golden eyes slightly, and asked: "Who are you?"

After a second's pause, Pelosius found that his memory was blank, all missing, and couldn't help but He frowned and murmured in a low voice: "Who am I?"

Uriel's keen hearing heard the last sentence clearly, his pupils dilated slightly, he realized something, and immediately asked: "Have you lost your memory?

" Losius hesitated slightly and sensed a familiar source of power from Uriel. The same source of power gave him a familiar feeling.

Judging that the other party was not an enemy, Pelosius acquiesced in this answer and waited for Uriel to answer his question.

But Uriel was even more dazed and shocked than Pelosius at this moment.

What's happening here?

His god is the great god of light! How could I lose my memory?

"Are you sure?" Uriel's face was solemn, with violence and anger almost engulfing him.

Worried about being noticed by God, Uriel suppressed the negative emotions deep in his heart and asked worriedly: "Do you really have no memory at all?"

Pelosius searched the memory again, not knowing if he had woken up. After a while, I remembered something this time and said uncertainly: "I remember...my name is Hughes? I'm a human being."

How is that possible?

Uriel is absolutely sure! The person in front of him is the god he believes in. He is by no means an ordinary human being, but a serious god of light, swearing by the desire of a succubus!

"Your memory tells you that you are human?" Uriel asked again.

Pelosius still frowned and nodded slightly.

Uriel was stunned for a moment and asked seriously: "Can I check your body?"

Pelosius's expression moved slightly and he looked at Uriel carefully, his golden eyes reflecting the other's unabashed concern. In his eyes, he thought for a moment and nodded.

The divine power of the same origin carefully explored this nearly perfect male body.

The results showed that the body in front of me was really human.

Uriel fell into deep thought. When he was purifying the town yesterday, he heard that there was a huge power fluctuation of light and darkness somewhere. Combined with the fact that the god suddenly became a human today...

could it be the god and the dark god? God is injured? So he lost his memory and became human temporarily?

"So." Pelosius slowly moved his gaze to the face of the person in front of him and asked, "Who are you?"

Uriel's thoughts were interrupted, and his heart skipped a beat. Gods neither know nor bother to lie. , the fact is that the gods have become human beings.

...This must be an opportunity given to him by God!

Uriel stayed for a second, hiding his strong anger and hostility towards the Dark God, clenching the handkerchief in his hand, and suppressing the excitement in his eyes.

He blinked, quickly relieved the expression on his face, showed a smile as pure as a white lotus, and said warmly: "I am the Holy Son of the Temple of Light, my name is Uriel... I think I know who you are. "

Uriel told the story of picking him up from the statue, hiding

the part where he knew Pelosius was the God of Light as soon as he saw him, and said with a smile: "You must be sent by the God of Light. The divine envoy will lead us to resist the invasion of darkness. Your Excellency, the temple welcomes you."

It seems like this?

Pelosius felt something about the words "Envoy of the God of Light" and nodded.

Uriel's eyes flashed slightly and he said with concern: "However, there seems to be a problem with Mr. Hughes's memory. This is the safest place in the Central Temple and it is also relatively quiet. I suggest that Mr. Hughes temporarily stay here to have a good morning. Retrieve your memory."

"Of course, if you want to live elsewhere, you can. Don't worry, Mr. Hughes, the temple will do its best to meet all your requirements."

Uriel's attitude was not tough, but he gave it very sincerely . Having made a choice, his eyes were soft, and his clear and melodious voice was unhurried, just like the true Holy Son of Light, gentle, kind, sincere and pure. Standing in front of such a person, it seemed that even the thought of being wary was a kind of blasphemy.

Pelosius, a human who had lost his memory, could see that the other party was trying to express goodwill, and his eyes could not help but warm up to the Holy Son of Light. He softened his expression, glanced at this clean and tidy room, and said, "Just stay here." It's not bad here."

After receiving the expected answer, the smile on Uriel's lips deepened almost imperceptibly. He chatted a few words with Pelosius about the current situation of light and darkness in the outside world, and noticed Pelosius's expression. With an expression on his face, he stood up considerately: "Then you have a good rest first."

Seeing Pelosius nod, Uriel calmly took away the hand towel that had just wiped Pelosius' face and gently closed the door of the room.

With a "creak" sound, the indoors and outdoors were completely isolated.

Outside the door, when he thought that the Lord God slept in his room and would sleep there in the future, dyeing his room with the atmosphere of the Lord God, Uriel raised his lips with pleasure and stepped forward gracefully.

After going downstairs and making sure that Pelosius was not aware of this, Uriel suddenly stopped and took out a handkerchief. His dark and bright eyes were fixed on the pure white silk handkerchief. His holy posture was shattered in an instant. Gradually, a feverish scarlet color appeared - that was the original color of his eyes.

This is a handkerchief that has touched the Lord Kami!

Uriel's fingers trembled slightly, and his fingertips couldn't restrain themselves from twitching twice due to some disrespectful thoughts. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore, and buried his cheek in the handkerchief, taking a deep and happy sniff.

The familiar warm power poured in from the nasal cavity, spread through the throat, heart and lungs, and filled the whole body. The black eyes were so excited that they turned into bloody scarlet for a moment, and the tail almost stretched out.

Uriel sighed with satisfaction, rubbed the handkerchief with his cheek affectionately, thought for a while, carefully folded the silk handkerchief into small squares, stuffed it into his heart and placed it as if it were the most precious gift.

...

Pelosius didn't know anything about the changing behavior of a certain saint downstairs. After searching the memory again, he found nothing. Pelosius tried to close his eyes and meditate, trying to find a trace of memory in this way.

But I still didn't find anything, but a faint fragrance lingered on the tip of my nose.

It has a sweet fragrance, but I can't tell what it is. It's okay if I didn't notice it. But when I notice it, I realize...it can't be ignored.

Pelosius simply opened his eyes, got up and got out of bed, looking for the source of the unknown aroma, and observed the room by the way.

The room is not big, but it is clean and tidy, and the items are arranged meticulously. It can be seen that the owner is extremely self-disciplined and loves to be clean. So what is the reason for this aroma?

Pelosius was a little confused.

He walked around and found that there were two places emitting a strange sweet fragrance, one was the bed and the other was the cabinet where the clothes were placed.

There was nothing on the bed, and the quilt was soft and clean.

Pelosius finished checking the bed and opened the wardrobe.

The white robes in the closet were all worn by the Holy Son Uriel just now. They should be the unique robes of the Holy Son.

Pelosius glanced over these robes and guessed that this room should be Uriel's room.

Why give him your own room to sleep in?

Pelosius was confused again.

He hesitated for a moment between continuing to explore and giving up, then reached out and opened the drawer with the strongest fragrance in the cabinet.

There are some familiar light fabrics in the drawer.

Pelosius glanced down, his hands were faster than his brain, and he subconsciously picked it up to check.

But fortunately before touching it, Pelosius thought of something in the flash of lightning, and quickly retracted his fingertips as if he was electrocuted, and then his whole body froze.

Who will tell him why the Holy Son of Light wears strange clothes in that place?

Why is there a hole in the back?

And a strange aroma?

Pelosius restrained his expression, stretched out a finger, and slowly closed the drawer, trying to forget the scene just now.

But sometimes the more you don't want to think of something, the more it creeps into your mind.

With a "pop" sound, Pelosius closed the closet too hard and accidentally removed a thin wooden door.

He caught half of the fallen cabinet door, took a deep breath with an expressionless face, and accidentally inhaled the sweet fragrance that filled the room.

Pelosius: "..."

The door was suddenly opened, Uriel hurried in with desserts, and asked solemnly: "Your Excellency, Mr. Hughes? What happened -"

Before he finished speaking, Uriel's eyes were fixed on Pelosius held the closet door in his hand, his lips slightly parted in surprise.

Pelosius: "..."

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"Sorry, I broke your cabinet."

Under Uriel's surprised eyes, Pelosius reinstalled the cabinet door as if nothing had happened. , said.

Uriel reacted quickly. He glanced at the opened cabinet and saw the clothes placed inside. He regretted it for a moment. If he had known that Lord God would wake up so quickly, he should have cleared out all the things about him in the room earlier.

Uriel shook his head: "It doesn't matter."

After installation, Pelosius breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked at Uriel, and the sweet smell and strange pants flashed through his mind. However, he couldn't match the gentle eyes of the Holy Son in front of him, which made his expression slightly weird.

Pelosius asked: "Is this your room?"

Knowing that it was useless to cover up now, Uriel sighed secretly, smiled and nodded: "Yes, please don't worry, I will clean up these items as soon as possible, and then Find the best craftsman in the empire to rebuild a sturdy wardrobe for you."

Pelosius: ...

Uriel said as he came forward with the dessert and placed it on the small table in the room, just in time when he lowered his head. Missing Pelosius' hesitant look, he asked, "This is the most popular snack in the empire recently. Sir Hughes, do you want to come and try it?"

Pelosius was not interested in desserts. Rather than eating desserts, He wanted to solve the problem before him more.

"I want to change to another room, is that okay?"

Uriel was stunned, looked up at Pelosius, and tried to persuade: "Your Excellency, this is the room with the best light in the small building."

Pelosius Politely refused: "I want to change to another room."

Uriel refused to give up: "I will change the wardrobe and bed..."

Pelosius was firm: "Change to another room."

Uriel almost kept the smile on his face Unable to hold back, a look of disappointment and pity flashed through his eyes, and he compromised and said, "Okay, is the room next door okay? No one has ever lived next door. I just cleaned it and it's clean."

"Thank you."

With the room problem solved, Pelosius relaxed.

It wasn't that he disliked Uriel's room. The inexplicable sweet smell made him very uncomfortable. He had the illusion of being intimately surrounded by other people's scent. What's more, there were other vacant rooms in the small building, and Pelosius did not occupy other people's rooms. Preferences.

"Sir, Sir Hughes, do you want to have a taste?"

The soft and gentle voice sounded again. Pelosius glanced at Uriel, whose eyes seemed to be full of expectation, as if he wanted him to try it.

Pelosius did not refuse anymore and ate a piece. The dessert tasted good, with a soft and waxy outer skin. The filling inside was sweet but not greasy, with a silky texture and a faint rose flavor.

"It's delicious." Pelosius gave a rare compliment. He saw the eyes of the Holy Son looking at him brighten a degree, his crimson lips raised, and his eyes were full of smiles as he said, "Your Excellency, Mr. Hughes likes it." That's good."

Pelosius suddenly had an idea, wouldn't Uriel make the dessert?

...

There are three floors in the small building. Uriel's room is in the far left corner of the second floor, and the layout is almost the same as the room next door.

After changing rooms, Uriel took Pelosius, who offered to see the small building, to visit the entire small building, and also went to the small garden in the front yard to look at the flowers he planted.

"Do you have any flowers that Mr. Hughes likes?"

Uriel was holding a small watering can and watering a rose seedling, as if asking casually, his eyes crooked.

Pelosius's gaze swept across the colorful courtyard, including hydrangeas, roses, roses, sunflowers... Uriel took good care of the flowers and plants in the courtyard, and the flowers blooming everywhere were lively and vivid. Vigorous vitality.

For some reason, a picture flashed before Pelosius' eyes.

The golden building in the picture is dazzling, solemn and solemn. However, except for a hard chair and a sacred lake, there are no other items inside. It is empty. Compared with the colorful small building in front of me, it is empty and cold and monotonous.

Pelosius knew that this was another memory he had recalled.

There is a strong sense of familiarity. It should be the place where he has been staying before. Combined with his identity as a divine envoy, is it the Temple of Light?

"Your Excellency Hughes?"

Pelosius recovered from his distant thoughts. When he came back to his senses, he saw the beautiful face magnified in front of him.

Uriel seemed to have stopped watering because he didn't wait for his answer, and accidentally got closer, with clear worry in his eyes: "What's wrong with you?"

Pelosius could almost feel Yuriel's watering. Leal's warm breath brushed his face, and a hint of familiar fragrance was fleeting.

He took a step back to avoid it, and then replied: "It's nothing, I just remembered some memories again."

"Really? That's great, the gods are blessing you." Uriel smiled on the surface and held the pouring water. The kettle's fingers tightened with urgency.

"Yes." Pelosius was in a good mood, with a rare faint smile on his lips, and said: "Plants that work hard to grow are worthy of love, as are any living creatures."

Uriel knew that Pelosius was answering him I wanted to respond rationally to the previous question, but my eyes and thoughts couldn't help but be drawn away by the smile on the lips of the golden-eyed man. He vaguely agreed with his eyes, and his eyes were so hot that he almost gave away the secret.

Considering that Pelosius needed to rest, Uriel stopped after introducing the place where he lived. Later, he and Pelosius would slowly visit the central temple and meet the Archbishop and the others.

At night, the bright moon in the sky shed clear moonlight, and the shadows of the trees outside the small building were gently blown by the breeze. The house was quiet and perfect for falling asleep, but Pelosius couldn't sleep.

It's strange, even though I have already left that house, why do I always feel like I can smell the sweet fragrance faintly on the tip of my nose?

But if I smell it carefully, it doesn't seem to be there.

Pelosius frowned, feeling as if he had caught something.

The other side of the wall.

Uriel was rolling happily on the bed.

bright! bright! It's all the breath of God!

Ah, so happy.

Uriel hugged the quilt and pillow that Pelosius had rested on. He kept rubbing it like a small animal, rolling from the head to the end of the bed, and then from the end to the head of the bed. His cheeks were so excited that they turned red, and his eyes turned completely red. Ruby bright color.

Until he confirmed that every part of his body was covered with the warm breath of light, Uriel stopped without wanting to finish. He couldn't help it, and kissed the quilt again with a silly smile.

If any human being who had seen this Holy Son saw this picture, they would probably be shocked to think that their proud Holy Son had been taken away from his mind by the power of darkness.

After some tossing, Uriel finally woke up, patted his hot face, and smelled the rich sweet fragrance emanating from his body.

here we go again.

Uriel frowned, lifted up his clothes and took a look at the complicated lines on his abdomen. Fortunately, the color was only a light pink, which could be suppressed for the time being.

Succubi are dark creatures. They usually look gorgeous and passionate. They not only have devil horns and devil tails, but also have an evil and lustful nature. They also have symbolic vaginal lines on their abdomen, and they will have violent estrus after adulthood.

During the estrus period, the color of the vaginal lines will gradually darken and turn red, and the succubus' body will automatically emit a tempting sweet fragrance.

As time goes by, the aroma will become stronger and stronger, and the lines will become hotter and hotter. The succubus will have extreme hunger, which can only be relieved by intercourse with other creatures.

Since the birth of the succubus, many light species have been bewitched and corrupted. However, in addition to being able to charm, the succubus does not have high strength. Some evil and dirty dark species have begun to keep succubi in captivity and play with them at will. , as a medal showing strength.

Not long after Uriel's parents gave birth to him, he was captured by a dark lord. He hid it for several years, united all the captive succubi, and died with the dark lord.

With the help of his tribe, Uriel managed to escape the pursuit of the lord's subordinates and hid in human territory while dying. However, he accidentally exposed his red eyes and devil horns, and was injured by humans again.

He used his last strength to run hopelessly into the alley next to the Temple of Light in the town, hiding from his pursuers. When he was about to die, he heard that the God of Light was a merciful God, and he began to pray without any hope.

The gods responded to him.

Even if he is a dark creature.

The gods saved him.

Even if he is worthless.

The gods forgave him for his abruptness.

...Even if he is filthy and filthy.

Uriel touched the pillow with fascination and piety, put down his robe, stood up, opened the desk drawer where the sundries were placed, and took out a small bottle of holy water of light.

The holy water of light has the effect of restraining darkness. Ever since he became an adult, Uriel has discovered that applying the holy water of light on the lines on the abdomen can effectively suppress estrus.

Now the god who has lost his memory is beside him, and Uriel does not want the god to know his identity as a succubus.

I heard that some gods will put their favorite creatures around them as their dependents. Dependents are different from divine envoys. Divine envoys are equivalent to subordinates and need to walk in the world, while dependents are closer and can always be with the god. Some even become dependents. The lover of the gods...

Uriel's cheeks became hot again, and his breath became even hotter. He wanted to be a dependent of the gods, so he could only be the Holy Son of Light!

Uriel smeared half a bottle of holy water on his abdomen. His face turned pale from the pain, but fortunately the effect was obvious. The pink lines slowly disappeared and the aroma in the air gradually faded away.

He put away the remaining half bottle with satisfaction, touched his abdomen, continued to climb onto the bed, and continued to roll around with the quilt in his arms.

My stomach hurts and I need the breath of God to soothe me!

...

Pelosius lived in the small building for a month, during which time he visited the central temple, which is equivalent to a small town.

The Holy Son has a higher status than the Archbishop, and the Divine Envoy has a higher status than the Holy Son. In the entire central temple, everyone is respectful to Pelosius. Occasionally, if they look at each other, the other party will quickly withdraw their respectful gaze and feel flattered. He lowered his head.

Pelosius only visited the Temple of Light once and then stayed in the small building. It was not because of other people's gazes. He was already used to those gazes. He simply felt that it was meaningless. It was better to save energy, take a good rest and recall memories.

During this month, the dark forces that once frequently harassed the borders of the human empire disappeared inexplicably. Uriel had nothing to do and often stayed in the small building to grow flowers and grass and practice cooking skills.

Pelosius also understood that the dessert that day was really made by the Holy Son.

He labeled Uriel with another ingenuity in his heart, and his affection for this gentle and pure saint grew stronger. He simply followed him to plant flowers and grass in his spare time, and tasted the new desserts made by Uriel. .

It is worth mentioning that this month, I have recalled a lot of memories, but most of them are fragmentary fragments, and some of those fragments made Pelosius speechless. Almost all of them were of him sitting on a magnificent but magnificent table. The scene of sleeping on a cold, hard seat.

Is the Temple of Light so boring?

The forces of darkness have been blamed on human beings. He, the envoy of God, did not resist and fell asleep every day. The God of Light did not even appear to criticize him once. This is too merciful.

"Seus." Uriel came over with a plate of freshly baked crispy biscuits. He saw Pelosius sitting in the courtyard and was lost in thought. He asked curiously: "What are you thinking about?"

Seeing Uriel

, The lines on Pelosius's tense face slowed down inconspicuously, and he did not hide anything, and said: "The memories that have been recalled recently are not important."

Uriel showed a shallow smile and comforted him in a gentle voice: "I got it The news is that the God of Darkness is injured and missing, so the dark forces will not invade you recently. It doesn't matter if you take your time to retrieve your memory."

"Okay." Pelosius nodded, not knowing why . The news that the god was injured and missing was not unexpected. Just as he was about to try Uriel's new cookies, his fingertips accidentally touched Uriel who was also reaching out.

【bumped into! 】

A sudden voice full of joy sounded in his mind. Pelosius' sharp eyes subconsciously glanced around and did not see any suspicious characters.

[Why is Hughes not moving? Don't want to eat my cookies? 】

The voice sounded again, this time with a worried tone.

Pelosius paused and slowly looked at the person opposite.

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Pelosius can be sure that when those two voices sounded, Uriel did not speak or even move his lips, but there was no third person in the small courtyard at the moment...

Pay attention . Seeing Pelosius' gaze fixed on his face, Uriel withdrew his hand, with a hint of doubt on his face, and asked: "Pelosius, is there something on my face?"

The touching fingertips separated, The voice didn't ring again.

After confirming that he had no auditory hallucinations, Pelosius's eyes changed slightly.

That wouldn't be... Uriel's voice, right?

He felt something during this time. In addition to the memory slowly returning, the strength in his body was also growing, although the speed was slow and almost unnoticeable at first.

He seems to be able to hear his voice when in physical contact. Is this his unblocked skill?

But why does a divine messenger have such a skill of seeing through people's hearts?

Or was he mistaken?

"No." Pelosius took a bite of the biscuit and observed Uriel's expression calmly.

As expected, the latter's expression softened slightly and his eyes curled up, making Pelosius even more sure that he heard correctly.

If it hadn't been for the episode just now, Pelosius would have been as usual, thinking that Uriel just liked to taste desserts with others. But combined with the suspicious words just now, he always felt that... Uriel was particularly concerned about his eating. Don't eat cookies.

Also, why did Uriel's tone sound so strange when he just bumped into it accidentally?

After unknowingly eating a few pieces of crispy biscuits while thinking, Pelosius decided to ignore this skill for the time being.

He has no penchant for delving into other people's privacy, nor is he interested in what other people think.

As for Uriel... In the past month, Pelosius thought that he knew something about the other party. The identity of the Holy Son of Light and the good character he showed were enough to reassure him. It should be because of his identity as the divine envoy, which made him extremely confident. Uriel, the god of light, "loves the house and the bird", so he pays a little attention to him.

After thinking about it, Pelosius continued to taste the biscuits with confidence.

Uriel sat opposite him, and the two chatted. The breeze blew through the flowers in the yard, and the flower branches danced in the bright sunshine, sending bursts of fragrance.

After having afternoon tea together slowly, Uriel went to take care of the newly planted flower seeds as usual.

For some unknown reason, other flower seeds sprouted one after another, but in one place, the land was always bare, without even a trace of a green seedling.

Uriel was standing in front of the flower bed, bowing his head in thought.

Pelosius originally planned to read a book, but when he saw Uriel frowning slightly, he stepped forward and asked, "What's wrong?"

Uriel, who had always been successful in planting, looked a little depressed and whispered: "This area is I asked someone to bring back the ice rose seeds from the Forest of Elves. It is supposed that these flowers will sprout soon after being planted, but after half a month, not a single one has sprouted successfully. "

Pelosius was not satisfied with the planting . He knew too well, and the few knowledge he had learned from Uriel during this period of time. After hearing the words, he pondered for a while, closed his eyes and used his spiritual power to carefully feel the flower seeds under the soil.

There is vitality, but it is extremely weak. A trace of dark power wraps around the flower seeds inconspicuously, restricting their growth.

Pelosius easily eliminated the power of darkness and instilled some divine power. The flower seeds that had been suppressed for a long time absorbed enough nutrients. Without that layer of restrictions, a small green bud suddenly appeared in the bare soil.

Immediately afterwards, the second, third, and fourth plants, in an instant, all the flower seeds broke out of the ground, and grew wantonly under the watering of the light and divine power, growing branches, leaves, and ice-blue flower bones.

They grew rapidly and soon occupied the entire small flower bed, intertwining into a small piece of icy blue ocean, swaying happily against the sun, and the slightly translucent petals were like clear sea water, shining with fine light.

Uriel was stunned by the scene in front of him. After coming back to his senses, he suddenly turned his head and looked at Pelosius with bright eyes.

Maybe he was too happy. Uriel grabbed Pelosius's hand and praised sincerely: "Peusius, this is the most beautiful picture I have ever seen. Thank you for letting me see this scene. I think I will never forget it in my life." I won't forget it."

Pelosius' expression was unusually stiff.

Not because of Uriel's sudden body movements, nor because of Uriel's words, but -

[It's so beautiful! It would be nice if time could be frozen... But the ice rose symbolizes pure and true love, and is the flower of courtship in the Elf Forest. Hughes can obviously just let them sprout, is it intentional...]

Pelosius didn't listen anymore, he pulled his hand back.

Uriel's eyes flashed with a trace of almost imperceptible loss, covering up his action of touching Pelosius just now, and said softly: "I'm sorry, I was so happy just now."

"It doesn't matter." Pelosius paused. , as if explaining something, he said: "As long as you like it, but I didn't know they would grow so fast after being imbued with divine power."

Uriel nodded as if understanding, his eyebrows were curved, and his expression did not show anything strange. .

So Uriel didn't misunderstand, right?

Pelosius was a little unsure.

"Those seeds are contaminated with the power of darkness." Pelosius returned to the topic and said in a serious tone: "But it is very shallow and cannot be found without divine detection."

Uriel was confused: "This batch of seeds was sent at the same time, but only the elves There is something wrong with the seeds of the Elf Forest, but isn't the Elf Forest protected by a mother tree? "

In addition to humans who believe in light and dark creatures who believe in darkness, there are also some neutral species on the mainland, such as the elves in the Elf Forest and the dwarves in the dungeon. , Dragon of Dragon Island.

However, these species were severely damaged during the War of the Gods, and they have not recovered yet. Dragons, in particular, are almost extinct.

The elves are better, because they are protected by the mother tree of the earth. As long as they are within the scope of the forest of elves, the mother tree will purify all the energy that may harm the elves. Even the dying elves can be cured as long as they are returned to the mother tree for nourishment. .

In other words, if the ice rose growing in the Elf Forest can be contaminated with the power of darkness, it means that there is something wrong with the mother tree, and the Dark God may have turned his target to the Elf Forest.

Uriel understood the key point after thinking for a moment, his expression became serious, and he said, "I'll ask the priest who brought the seeds back for me."

Pelosius nodded: "Let's go together."

...

Time has passed. Half a month later, the memory of the priest who brought the seeds back was a little blurry. After thinking about it, he shook his head and said, "There was nothing wrong with the Elf Forest when I left. As for the power of darkness, I didn't notice it."

"There was something wrong with the seeds. " "?"

The priest looked at Uriel doubtfully.

Uriel glanced at Pelosius, who shook his head slightly without any trace.

Uriel understood and did not give a specific answer. He only smiled and said: "Maybe there is something wrong with my cultivation method. Thank you for your answer."

Seeing the smile of the Holy Son, the priest looked a little shy and faintly excited, and whispered: " I am happy to help you. If the Holy Son likes it, I will go to the Elf Forest next month and can bring you some more flower seeds."

Uriel declined gently.

As he left, Pelosius looked at the officer thoughtfully and then at Uriel.

Uriel was loved more than he imagined.

After questioning to no avail, Pelosius said nothing, intending to see how Uriel would handle it.

The Forest of Elves is not within the jurisdiction of the Temple of Light, but if it is invaded and occupied by the Dark God, the intermarriage with the human empire will be affected.

Unexpectedly, Uriel made up his mind the moment he returned to the small building.

"I plan to go to the Elf Forest, Hughes..." Uriel seemed a little embarrassed, his dark eyes flickering, looking at Pelosius from time to time, and then quickly moving away, his lips opening and closing. Together, the four words "He wants to speak but stops talking" are most vividly reflected.

Even the stupidest person at this moment could see what Uriel didn't say.

A faint smile flashed across Pelosius's eyes, and he said, "I'll go with you."

"Really?"

Uriel's eyes widened in surprise, and he couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, his eyes filled with tears. Joy: "Thank you, Hughes."

Pelosius originally wanted to check the situation. This was the duty of the envoy of God.

He shook his head and noticed a small green leaf falling from Uriel's black hair. He twirled it casually and activated his mind-reading skills again -

[Sius is so kind, he actually offered to go to the Elf Forest with me. How did he know I wanted to go with him? I heard that the Elf Forest is a holy place for dating, could it be...]

Pelosius threw away the small broken leaf and retracted his hand abruptly.

"You're welcome. I am the envoy of the God of Light. It is my duty to stop the conspiracy of the God of Darkness."

Pelosius emphasized the word "duty" and tried to make Uriel understand that he was not here to be with Uriel. The two of them were going on a date in the Elf Forest before they proposed to go together.

Uriel smiled slightly, it was still a holy and

peaceful smile. There was no difference at all... and it was impossible to tell whether he believed it or not.

Pelosius: "..."

Dear God of Light, does your Holy Son have full brain power?

I hope Uriel didn't misunderstand.

He had absolutely no intention of tempting the Holy Son of Light.

...

The next morning, Uriel had prepared everything thoughtfully.

There is a distance between the Central Temple and the Forest of Elves, and Uriel has a luxury carriage, which is perfect for transportation.

The white-gold carriage was shrouded in divine power and exuded a faint golden light. It didn't even require manpower to drive the carriage. There was a string of small bells hanging on the corners of the eaves. It would only ring when encountering a malicious creature to alert the owner of the carriage.

This car doesn't look too big from the outside, but it's huge inside, with enough room for three adults to sleep on beds, two rows of seats, and a table.

In the small compartment under the seat were placed medicines for wounds, holy water of light, weapons for self-defense, books to relieve boredom... and even some desserts were prepared.

Looking at Uriel who was putting out small desserts on the side, Pelosius deeply felt that they were not going to investigate, but rather to play.

"Uril, it's okay."

Pelosius stopped Uriel who was still trying to stuff him with a pillow and the backrest, and asked: "How long will it take for us to get to the Forest of Elves?"

Uriel hugged the backrest in his arms regretfully. I thought about it and said, "We can get there in the afternoon."

That's half a day's journey.

Pelosius nodded, and considering that Uriel got up very early today and was busy, he suggested that he go to bed and sleep for a while.

Uriel's eyes flashed, and he pretended to be reserved and said: "Xius got up early too, shall we? The bed is big, we can rest together."

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Don't Talk About Pelosius He was not sleepy. Even if he was sleepy, he would not sleep in the same bed with Uriel, otherwise who knows what Uriel would think about...

Pelosius shook his head decisively: "No, you can sleep. ."

Uriel's eyes dimmed with hidden expectation, and if his tail had been outside, he might have drooped at this moment.

Due to the "understanding" character of the Son of God, you can't say that I won't sleep if you don't sleep.

Uriel put down the pillow and went to bed alone.

There was not much time left alone with Pelosius in a small space. Uriel could not sleep at the thought of missing this opportunity to be alone.

The rustling sound of clothing stopped, and the person lying on the bed closed his eyes and tried to slow down his breathing and heartbeat, creating the illusion of gradually falling asleep.

After a while, lying on his back turned into lying on his side. The Holy Son in white was facing Pelosius. His delicate cheeks were stained with a faint crimson due to his "deep sleep". He seemed to have had some unhappy dream, and his lips were like roses. She pursed her lips gently, and her delicate brows were raised a bit, giving her a rather endearing look.

The carriage blessed by divine power drove smoothly, with almost no bumps along the way. Pelosius picked up a casual book to read, and did not notice that the person on the bed was making small movements all the time, looking intently at the book in front of him.

Uriel quietly opened half of his eyes, looked at the handsome man who was not interested in beauty at all, and reluctantly got out of bed quietly.

Before Uriel couldn't hold it anymore and "woke up", Pelosius put down his book, looked out the window for a while, and suddenly looked towards the bed.

Uriel closed his eyes hastily.

During the month of waking up, Pelosius spent most of his free time in the small building recalling memories, or reading a book.

Now that I finally go out, the book in my hand doesn't look that good.

Pelosius looked at the woods outside the window and rested his eyes for a while. Thinking of Uriel sleeping peacefully, his eyes subconsciously moved to the bed.

The person on the bed was facing him. He seemed to be sleeping soundly. His cheeks were rosy and his mouth was pursed tightly. The white clothes with gold lines on his body were a bit messy. He looked less stable than when he was awake and more childish and lively.

Also, without this layer of identity as the Holy Son of Light that everyone respects and has great responsibilities, Uriel is only eighteen or nineteen years old.

Pelosius thought of this, his eyes softened unconsciously, he got up and pulled the quilt for the boy on the bed.

Now is the spring season when everything comes to life. Even though it is almost late spring, the carriage can protect you from the wind, and you can still catch the cold occasionally when sleeping without a quilt.

Pelosius thought Uriel was asleep, so he acted unprepared and took action himself without using any divine power.

Unexpectedly, before the quilt was finished, a familiar voice suddenly appeared in his mind, showing him several emotions in a few seconds.

Joy: [What is Hughes doing? Are you covering me up? So happy, so happy! ]

Happiness: [Xius personally covered me with the quilt. What should I do if I don't want to wash this quilt? 】

Luckily: 【Fortunately I didn't really fall asleep, otherwise I would have missed it. 】

What a pity: 【I still want to sleep with Hughes, it's not beep——, I just cover myself with a quilt to catch up on my sleep, why is it so difficult? ]

...

Uriel is pretending to sleep!

Pelosius withdrew his hand in disbelief, frowned, and lowered his golden eyes, looking at the beautiful Holy Son on the bed.

There was no flaw from head to toe. Uriel was very good at pretending to be asleep. If it weren't for his mind-reading skills, there would be almost no trace of anything wrong.

But what was Uriel's purpose in pretending to be asleep?

Just to see if he covered him with a quilt?

And what on earth did Uriel say that the mind-reading skill was automatically blocked?

Thinking of that beep——, Pelosius instinctively felt that it was not a good thing to say.

The gentle and steady image of the Holy Son in my impression suffered a small landslide and half of it collapsed.

Pelosius looked in a daze, his eyes scanning Uriel strangely, up and down repeatedly.

As if sensing the burning gaze, Uriel's cheeks turned redder while he was pretending to sleep. The pupils under his eyelids trembled uneasily, and his gentle breathing became heavier, as if he was about to wake up in the next second.

Even without the mind-reading skills, Pelosius could almost guess that what Uriel was thinking about at the moment was definitely not something serious.

Pelosius's expression was very strange.

Was it really because of his status as a divine envoy that Uriel transferred his extreme belief in the God of Light to him?

Why did he feel so wrong?

Pelosius took a deep breath, suppressed his doubts and sat back down, picked up the book he had just put down, and used the act of reading to cover up his slightly cracked expression.

Maybe it was because Uriel usually gave people such a good impression, but Pelosius didn't feel defensive. He was just very curious about Uriel's ultimate goal. He glanced at the person on the bed from the corner of his eye from time to time, trying to analyze the clues. What.

After a closer look, I noticed a lot of Uriel's little moves.

Not long after Pelosius sat back down, Uriel happened to "woke up".

"Well -"

He got up sleepily and rubbed his eyes in a decent manner. When he saw the quilt on his body, obvious surprise flashed across his expression. Then he raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile: "Xius "How long have I been sleeping? Did you cover me with the quilt?" In

just a few seconds, Pelosius, who started to pay attention to Uriel, had already caught several of his small flaws.

1. People who have just woken up usually do not open their eyes immediately, but Uriel did not pause when he opened his eyes. 2. Acting too surprised by the quilt on your body is a bit fake. 3. The transition from awakening to surprise to smiling and thanking was too fast, as if it had been rehearsed.

From this series of smooth performances, it can be seen that this is obviously not the first time Uriel has lied to him.

Is a habitual offender.

Pelosius' eyes darkened, and a flash of color suddenly flashed across his narrowed golden eyes, and he smiled instead of angry.

The pure and kind Son? really interesting.

The book in his hand closed with a snap.

Uriel felt an inexplicable chill on his back. He trembled and turned his head to look at the closed car window in confusion.

"It's me."

Pelosius raised the corners of his lips lightly, adding a strange tenderness to his expression, and said, "You haven't slept for long, do you want to sleep a little longer?"

Uriel's entire consciousness was covered by that rare trace of tenderness. He walked away gently, forgetting all the chills on his spine, and happily agreed: "Okay..."

Halfway through "Okay", Uriel suddenly came to his senses and coughed slightly, his expression remained unchanged and he was quite calm. He smiled and changed his words: "It's better not to sleep, otherwise I won't be able to sleep at night."

"Really?"

Pelosius looked at his performance with a half-smile, without revealing anything, and became more and more interested in the true face of the Holy Son. .

Uriel walked over and his eyes met, and he had the illusion of being seen through those golden eyes.

This feeling set off alarm bells in him. He opened his mouth to act like a monster and closed it again. He returned to the character of the Holy Son and honestly picked up another book and started reading.

However, he still refused to give up. He took a book and sat next to Pelosius. He deliberately straightened his back and flipped through the book gracefully and quietly. By the way, he showed the person next to him what he thought was the most beautiful side of his face.

Pelosius could tell at a glance that something was wrong with Uriel.

Her back was straight and straight, her eyebrows were lowered, her chin was slightly retracted, and half of her delicate face was slightly facing him. It took her a long time to turn the page of the book she was holding.

Looking at the picture is quite beautiful, but how is this the posture of a normal person reading a book?

Aren't you tired?

Pelosius saw through it without saying anything, raised his eyebrows, and sat comfortably like this, intending to see how long Uriel could last.

The scenery outside the window was changing rapidly, and no one was talking in the carriage. There was only the occasional rustling of books, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious.

Until the sunset dyed the sky red, and the special fragrance of grass and trees from the Elf Forest came, the carriage arrived at the place and stopped smoothly.

As expected of his acting skills that could deceive everyone into pretending to be the perfect saint. Even though he was so tired, Uriel didn't make any mistakes during the whole process, and his occasional movements were just turning pages.

Pelosius looked at him meaningfully: "Are you tired?"

Uriel was very unhappy at the moment. He originally wanted to "fall asleep" by reading a book when he was tired, and then naturally leaned his head to the side. He "happened" to lean on Pelosius's shoulder -

who knew that as soon as he moved, Pelosius's eyes would turn around. Although he was happy to be noticed, how could this make him act in a reasonable way?

Therefore, Uriel was depressed all the way.

Hearing Pelosius's words, Uriel thought he was asking him if he was tired of reading. The feeling of being cared for made him feel better. He smiled again and replied seriously: "It's okay. "

Seeing that Uriel did not understand what he meant, but responded stupidly, a smile appeared in Pelosius's eyes.

Uriel glanced at Pelosius in confusion, his keen nerves sensing that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

He shook his head and did not waste this idea. He smiled and said: "I have a friend in the Elf Forest who owns a hotel. I sent him a letter yesterday. It should be here soon."

Following Uriel's words, the carriage A voice sounded outside: "Is it Uriel's carriage?"

Uriel and Pelosius got out of the carriage. There was a male elf standing outside the carriage. He didn't look very old, but his eyes were unexpectedly aged. accumulation.

The elves were once hailed as the darlings of God. They all had outstanding looks, long lifespans, and were born with the ability to perceive magic. Almost everyone was a magician.

On the other hand, among humans, there are very few people with magical talents.

Why everyone wants to enter the Temple of Light and is proud of it is because on the monthly pilgrimage day, the gods will send meager divine power to the priests, knights, bishops, and sons of the temple, giving them the power to resist dark creatures. .

"Ron."

Uriel introduced to everyone: "This is the Envoy of Light, Hughes, and this is my friend, Ron."

Pelosius and the somewhat surprised Ron greeted each other, and the group People got back on the carriage and headed to Ron's house.

The Forest of Elves is so large that it is comparable to a small half of the empire. It is faster to take a carriage than to walk.

Ron didn't dare to sit too close to the envoy of God, so he simply sat alone near the car door. Thinking of something, he asked doubtfully: "Uril, it's been a long time since we last saw each other. Tomorrow is God's worship day. Shouldn't you be there in St. Petersburg?" "Why did you come to the Forest of Elves at this time?"

Everyone who has come into contact with Uriel knows the importance of the pilgrimage day to the Holy Son. On the day before the pilgrimage day, even if there is a knife from the sky, Uriel will rush back to the center. temple.

Like this, tomorrow is the day of worship, and Uriel actually came to the Elf Forest. Ron could not have imagined how important this was.

"Is our Elven Forest going to be destroyed?"

Ron asked in shock.

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Pelosius raised his eyebrows, Uriel just did not attend a pilgrimage day, why did Ron think so seriously when he was facing a powerful enemy?

Uriel's eyelids twitched, fearing that Ron would say something more and reveal that he had to sleep in the church for one night every time he worshipped. He hurriedly changed the subject: "How is that possible? Ron, you think too much. ."

Ron was not relieved, but sighed and said, "I hope, in fact, you and the God Envoy came at the right time. If you didn't come, the high priest might have to go to the temple to invite someone."

The information contained in this sentence . Let Uriel calm down and look at each other with Pelosius.

"There are only three of us here, so I'll be blunt."

Ron seemed to trust Uriel quite a lot, and directly revealed the recent secret of the Elf Forest: "There is something wrong with the mother tree."

At first, it was just the flowers and grass on the outer edge of the Elf Forest that wilted, and some elves became inexplicably anxious.

Everyone didn't pay much attention at the time. When they reacted, not only the flowers and plants around the mother tree had withered a little, but the condition of the mother tree itself was visibly worse. Even the elves who had changed at first were very impulsive and irritable, and finally fell into a strange state. Leaving the Elf Forest.

Ron also had that association because of this incident, but it was just exaggerated.

"These things happened recently. For fear of causing panic, only those friends of the fallen elves, the high priest and I know about it." Ron said worriedly: "We elves are all naturally conceived by the mother tree, and the current state of the mother tree is not good. Okay, the breath of the little life that is being nurtured on the tree is getting weaker and weaker..."

Pelosius listened quietly, with deep thought flashing in his eyes.

"Ron, don't worry. With the Envoy of God here, this matter may be solved soon." Uriel comforted Ron, repeated the problem of the ice rose flower seeds, and then said: "That's right. It was the God Envoy who noticed that there might be something wrong with the Elf Forest, so we made this trip specially. "

It was obviously Uriel who decided to come, and he was accompanying Uriel. Pelosius looked at Uriel, who winked at him.

Pelosius miraculously understood what he meant: it would be best to use his name to appease Ron.

Pelosius is a little funny, isn't it the same to be honest?

"Thank you." Ron looked at Pelosius gratefully and said, "The high priest also noticed the power of darkness, but he never found the source. He was thinking about whether to go to the temple to invite someone, but Yuri didn't expect it. I've just received this letter... I heard about the arrival of the God of Light in the Central Temple half a month ago. The high priest must be very happy to know that you have come to the Forest of Elves. "

Unlike the God of Darkness, who has angels everywhere, the God of Light can. There has never been a messenger.

Facing this handsome man who was just sitting there and was more majestic than the high priest, Ron only dared to take a quick look and admired in his heart.

"The hotel I run is relatively simple, and I have turned the first floor into a tavern. With your status as the Messenger of God, why don't you and Uriel stay alone in the Nono Tree House?"

After planning to come to the Elf Forest, Pei Losius looked for some books about elves and was somewhat impressed by the "Nono Tree House".

The name sounds very childish, but it is the tree house closest to the mother tree and the highest standard for the elves. There are only a few of them. Except for the high priest, only the newborn elves are eligible to live there.

Being close to the mother tree makes it easier to observe the condition of the mother tree.

While Pelosius was thinking, Uriel had already agreed with bright eyes.

Seeing Pelosius looking at him, Uriel smiled slightly, and the reason was impeccable: "Your Excellency Hughes, if other elves or guests of Ron Hotel know your identity, our investigation may be a little troublesome." For

the third time in thousands of years, The news of an envoy of light coming to the temple has spread throughout the entire continent. As long as you are a believer of the god of light, who doesn't want to admire the elegance of the envoy, and it is not ruled out that believers of the dark god will take advantage of the troubled waters.

When the news comes out, the situation may not only be troublesome, but the situation in the Elf Forest may get out of control.

"Okay."

Pelosius did not refuse, and looked at Uriel with the corners of his mouth raised thoughtfully.

Why did he think Uriel was just targeting the words "stay alone"?

...

The setting sun was completely replaced by the silent night.

Ron and the high priest were close friends. They had grown up together. Knowing that the high priest was anxious to cure the mother tree, he did not delay. After asking Pelosius and Uriel, he took them straight to the tree house.

The high priest had already received the news and was waiting for someone at the door. When he saw Uriel and Pelosius coming over, he was obviously relieved.

Ron introduced everyone and exchanged names.

Compared to Ron, the elf high priest named Maurice is calmer and gentler. His long light green hair is loosely braided and falls in front of his body. There are many colorful flowers on the braid.

He looks young with a gentle smile on his face. He said hello to the two of them: "Master Envoy of God, Holy Son Uriel."

Uriel had been to the Elf Forest and had met Morris a few times. He was barely familiar with him and smiled the same way: "Long time no see, Morris. "

Pelosius's eyes glanced over the high priest's hairpin, and he nodded gently as a greeting.

A group of people walked to the arranged tree house.

Not far from the mother tree, the trees nourished by the mother tree are lush and green, and each one is unusually strong. The tree house is built on these trees. Each building is not very big, but each has its own exquisiteness. It is decorated with all kinds of delicate flowers, and the moonlight is shining, making it as beautiful as a picture scroll.

As soon as they sat down, everyone started talking about business.

Pelosius and the others first listened to Ron's explanation of the situation. They were worried that Ron might not tell the whole story, so Morris described it in detail.

The two parties talked for a while, and because the light was not good at night, they unanimously decided to go see the mother tree early tomorrow morning.

"I live next door. If anything happens, you can come and talk to me at any time." Morris said: "There is a barrier of the mother tree here. No one can come in without the permission of Ron and me. Hughes Your Excellency and Uriel, you can rest easy."

"Thank you," Pelosius said.

After seeing the two of them off, Pelosius turned around and saw Uriel standing in this small tree house decorated with wisteria flowers, looking at him with burning eyes.

Meeting Pelosius's gaze, Uriel smiled slightly and said, "Seus, it's very late, let's go to bed."

Morris considered the two of them and arranged a tree house with two floors, so they can sleep separately. , but people who don't know, just by looking at Uriel's intimate expression and tone, would think he was talking about sleeping together.

Small details that he had not been aware of were noticed one after another. Pelosius moved his eyebrows and said, "Okay, I got up early. You can sleep up there."

Uriel did not refuse and obediently agreed and went upstairs along the stairs entwined with wisteria flowers.

Morris was very considerate. The bed in the tree house had been made long ago. The solid-color quilts and pillows were soft and clean. They looked brand new. There were also several sets of new clothes unique to the Elf Forest on the cabinet next to him.

Pelosius used his divine power to clean it as a habit. After sitting for a while, the people upstairs came downstairs carrying their clothes.

The second floor can see the outside scenery from the skylight. It is smaller and has no bathroom. Uriel can only go downstairs to wash up.

Pelosius was flipping through the book, but his thoughts drifted to other places with the sound of water in the bathroom.

There is no doubt that Uriel has faith in the God of Light. He is definitely not from the side of the God of Darkness, and there is no trace of depravity in him. So what is the purpose of hiding his true character and trying so hard to get close to him?

You don't just want to get close to him, right?

After a while, the bathroom door opened. Uriel, covered in water vapor, walked out, wearing the refreshing elf summer clothes, exposing his white arms, calves and ankles. At first glance, they looked dazzlingly white, and his whole figure seemed to be glowing.

Because he was going to sleep, Uriel's long dark hair was spread loosely, as if being steamed by the heat. His face was crimson, his thick eyelashes were moist, and they flickered with a bright water color. He quickly glanced at Pelosius.

It is completely different from the tightly wrapped image of the Son.

Pelosius was slightly stunned when he saw it, and his heart beat wildly.

Unexpectedly, Uriel did nothing. He just looked at him, said good night, and hurried upstairs.

It took Pelosius a few breaths to come to his senses, and he frowned and looked upstairs.

Is it his imagination?

Uriel looked at him as if he was a little... guilty?

Pelosius waited for the moisture in the bathroom to dissipate slightly, then picked up a change of clothes and went to the bathroom to wash up.

The strange thing is that as soon as I entered the bathroom this time, the sweet fragrance that had disappeared for a month lingered on the tip of my nose again, as if it was not there.

Pelosius paused in wiping himself and took a gentle sniff to make sure he smelled it correctly, it was a familiar aroma.

He frowned, thinking of Uriel who hurried upstairs, and seemed to have caught something in his mind.

Pelosius walked out of the bathroom after washing up and glanced upstairs thoughtfully.

Early the next morning, Morris came to the tree house and brought them breakfast, planning to go to the mother tree after they finished eating. Ron was busy today, so he didn't come.

Pelosius got up early, dressed up early, and waited for Uriel to come down with Maurice.

Soon, Uriel went downstairs to wash up and started having breakfast with them.

"Uril, are you feeling uncomfortable?" Maurice asked with concern when he saw Uriel's face turned a little pale.

Pelosius had been paying attention to Uriel, and noticed something was wrong with Uriel before Maurice did. He was listless and had a loss of appetite, like a wilted flower.

He frowned inadvertently and said, "You can take a rest after eating. Maurice and I will go see the mother tree."

Uriel immediately shook his head and said, "I'm fine. Maybe I didn't sleep well. I don't look energetic. But It'll be fine in a while, Hughes, let's go together."

Pelosius looked at Uriel for a while and relaxed when he saw his firm eyes, but his brows still didn't relax: "Then you eat slowly, don't be in a hurry. At this moment."

"Yes." Uriel curled his lips, and a warm current flowed through his heart, making his belly that had been eroded by the holy water of light warm up.

Perhaps because he had suppressed it for too long, his estrus last night was not as gentle as usual. He actually showed his original succubus form in the bathroom. It took Uriel a while to change back, and he used it up as soon as he got to the second floor. A whole bottle of holy water of light made my stomach hurt all night.

The only good thing is that Pelosius found nothing.

Uriel breathed a sigh of relief, finished breakfast, and followed Morris to the mother tree.

The mother tree is located in the center of the Elf Forest. The ancient trees have extremely lush branches and leaves, and the crown of the tree reaches into the sky. Looking up, it can block out the sky and the sun. When you get closer, you can see the vigorous vitality.

Maurice pointed to the leaves with withered edges and couldn't hide his worry: "Except during the War of the Gods, the mother tree has never been like this."

Pelosius and Uriel looked around the mother tree and looked at it. After taking a quick look, Uriel shook his head, indicating that he didn't see anything.

Pelosius thought for a moment and said: "There is a dark aura, but it is very light. The main problem is not with the mother tree."

He stepped forward, raised his hand and gently placed it on the trunk of the mother tree, closed his eyes and concentrated, pouring his divine power into it, trying to cure the mother tree's " disease" and communicate with the mother tree.

Swish, swish.

The wind blows from a certain direction, and tens of thousands of green branches and leaves tremble gently, composing a song that is difficult for ordinary people to understand. Many small white flowers are mixed in the flying green leaves, swaying and floating over, turning into The rain of grateful flowers swirled down.

Uriel looked at the figure in the rain of flowers without blinking an eye. Pelosius was covered with a light golden light, slightly overlapping with the scene in his memory. His eyes were dancing and bright. The light, looking at it obsessively, murmured something.

Morris stood beside him and didn't hear clearly. He turned around and asked, "Uriel, what are you talking about?"

Uriel did not turn his head and said with a smile, "It's nothing. I just think that Sir Hughes is worthy of being an envoy of God." "My lord."

Morris looked at this scene and nodded in agreement.

"That's right." Morris remembered another thing.

He looked at Pelosius and saw that he didn't pay attention here and was still communicating with the mother tree. He whispered to Uriel: "Uril, the nearest one Is there going to be

a big move? In addition to the arrival of the divine messenger, I also heard that there was a holy son of Angus in Edge Town who received a lot of divine power a month ago.

The corners of Uriel's raised lips were crushed by just one sentence.

This was the first time Maurice saw Uriel with such a gloomy expression. He couldn't help but look at it more and became a little uneasy. After thinking about it, he comforted: "Yes, but God definitely likes you more. When He gives you divine power, You are not the Holy Son yet."

Uriel was not very happy.

Maurice somewhat understood Uriel's feelings. Over the years, Uriel was the only one who had been favored by the gods and was the only special human being. Everyone felt that Uriel was treated differently by the gods and would go to the temple to serve the gods in the future. Not sure, maybe even Uriel thinks so.

But I didn't expect that one day this specialness would include someone else.

No matter how kind-hearted Uriel is, he might still be a little sad.

Thinking of this, Morris swallowed the sentence that Angus also came to the Elf Forest and Ron was there to entertain him.

I hope the problem in the Elf Forest will be resolved soon and Uriel will not run into Angus.

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After Pelosius communicated with the mother tree, he almost had an idea in his mind.

He walked towards Uriel, and as soon as he passed by, he saw Uriel's lips pressed tightly, his head lowered, not knowing what he was thinking, and the air pressure emanating from his body became lower and lower.

"What's wrong?" Pelosius thought of Uriel's wilting appearance this morning, and felt a little heavy for no reason, and asked, "Still uncomfortable?"

When thinking of that Angus, Uriel suddenly couldn't pretend. The perfect saint son said in a low voice: "It's okay."

I always thought that he was the lucky one chosen by the gods and had something special. Although this specialness may be just a little bit sprinkled by the gods, Uriel is still ecstatic.

Even if the gods didn't care, he still wanted to do his best to repay God, so after he tried his best to hide his identity and entered the temple, he began to rack his brains and wholeheartedly become a "perfect son", do good people and good deeds, and protect the believers of gods, just to Don't embarrass God, let everyone know how wise God's choices are.

In addition to this reason, there is Uriel's small selfishness. Just like Morris thought, he thought that he had done a perfect job and was loved by humans. When God lowered his gaze, he would most likely notice him, and he would be able to see God. With good luck, he would also be able to serve God.

The sudden arrival of God in the form of an envoy and the loss of his memory strengthened Uriel's belief. He felt that this was an opportunity for God to test him. Otherwise, why would God come to him alone if there were so many believers?

But now, there is another holy son who is favored by God. It was exactly a month ago. He must have been favored by God before he lost his memory. Uriel is very uneasy. Will Hughes go to the other party in the blink of an eye? ?

Thinking that he had waited so long for God to come, but if God left him and went to someone else...

Uriel suddenly clenched his fingers and gritted his teeth. He accidentally bit a piece of soft flesh in his mouth and spread. There was a trace of rusty bloody smell.

Pelosius didn't know what Uriel was thinking, but he just thought he was feeling very uncomfortable. He frowned inadvertently, looked at Maurice, and said concisely: "I have instilled divine power, and the problem of the mother tree has been solved. As for the source, I'm afraid On those fallen elves."

Morris understood and said solemnly: "I will send someone to find them."

After saying that, Morris looked at Uriel, stretched out his hand and said, "I know healing skills, Uriel... ..."

"I can do it too, I'll just do it." Pelosius took the first step to hold Uriel's arm naturally, avoiding Morris' outstretched hand without leaving a trace, and said calmly: "It's better for the high priest to go first. Go find those elves?"

Morris didn't notice Pelosius's subtle movements, nodded, and left in a hurry.

But Uriel, who was being supported here, noticed it and stared blankly at Pelosius who was slowly supporting him back.

Pelosius helped him back to the tree house. He didn't know if Uriel was in too much pain along the way, but he didn't hear a word from his heart.

"What's wrong with you?"

Pelosius asked Uriel to sit down and then asked seriously.

Uriel usually cared for him impeccably, but this time Uriel was sick, and Pelosius believed that he had an obligation to take good care of him, which could be regarded as repayment.

Uriel said nothing and watched as Pelosius blinked blankly. His expression looked much better than before.

Pelosius gave him a confused look and asked again patiently.

Uriel suddenly laughed, and the smile filled the corners of his eyes and eyebrows. He was so surprised that he was dazzled by this sudden move, and whispered: "Stomach, my stomach feels uncomfortable."

This time, Pelosius was stunned. He didn't He coughed comfortably, looked away and said, "I'll try the healing technique."

Pelosius stretched out his hand, his warm and dry palm pressed against Uriel's abdomen, and golden light overflowed from his palm, turning into A gentle warm current flows in.

[Xius's hands are so warm, I really want to keep them like this. ]

The voice rang in his mind. Pelosius had become accustomed to it and continued the treatment without changing his expression.

[The erosion has stopped and there is no pain at all. It feels so comfortable. As expected of Hughes, it's amazing, but it's too comfortable. What should I do if I don't want Hughes to stop? 】

erosion?

Pelosius paused briefly and glanced at Uriel.

Uriel lowered his head and did not pay attention to him. He only focused on looking at his hand on his abdomen, with a faint blush on his face.

[How come Hughes's hand was placed exactly...in that place. 】

that place? which place?

Pelosius glanced subconsciously and rubbed it, wasn't it just his stomach?

Unexpectedly, it was just a small movement of conditioned reflex. Uriel's body trembled, his face suddenly turned red, and his peach blossom eyes suddenly opened wide, as if he had been bullied.

Before Pelosius had time to be confused by his appearance, Uriel's inner voice came out again, one after another: [Mother said it can only be touched by future partners. Why did Hughes do this? It made the place a little hot. , although through the clothes, Hughes shouldn't be able to feel it...]

[No, I'm about to be aroused into estrus, I have to hold it back, Hughes is here, don't scare him. 】

[But it's so exciting... would it be so comfortable to be touched there? This is still through clothes, what if...]

A "horrible" imaginary picture appeared directly in my mind.

Pelosius didn't even have time to think that his mind-reading skills had been strengthened, and he could read the images in other people's minds. He suddenly took a step back, and with a bang, the force was so strong that even the stool fell to the ground.

"Sius?"

Uriel pulled himself out from the embarrassment of ups and downs in his heart. Looking at Hughes who looked extremely shocked, he paused and suddenly had a bad premonition.

He stood up and asked nervously: "What's wrong?"

This was the first time Pelosius was so out of control. He moved his lips with a very complicated expression. He stared at Uriel, then hurriedly looked away and dismissed the thoughts in his mind. The picture pops up again.

The information content of these sentences was too high, coupled with the impact of that picture, even Pelosius's head was a little buzzing.

Pelosius took a deep breath, tried his best to stay calm, and asked: "It's okay, are you feeling better?"

"Yeah." Uriel touched his belly, with a smile in his eyes, and looked at Pelosius a little embarrassedly. Hughes, said: "Thank you, Hughes, I'm much better."

Pelosius didn't ask him why his stomach hurt, and whispered: "It will take time for Maurice to retrieve those elves, you'd better rest for a while. "

Then I'll go up."

Uriel didn't refuse. He needed to ease the estrus that was accidentally aroused.

Pelosius watched Uriel go upstairs, and then let out a long breath.

How could Uriel come up with such a strange picture?

Pelosius pressed his temples, intending to use his divine power to completely drive away the scene. Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a strange pattern on Uriel's snow-white naked abdomen.

The patterns are complex and gorgeous, and the skin is like white and red colliding, making the skin look like gelatin, as if it has some kind of charming magic power, firmly attracting people's attention.

A big hand with clear joints caressed it gently. With every caress, the pattern would become shyer and more beautiful, and the owner's breathing would become heavier, bringing out a bit of cyan flavor inexplicably.

Pelosius' gaze stopped for two seconds, and a wave of heat swept through his heart. His throat felt unusually dry, and his Adam's apple rolled subconsciously.

Uriel...

realized

something was wrong with him. Pelosius' eyebrows and heart beat twice, his chest rose and fell slightly, and he frowned and closed his eyes to adjust.

It was so quiet in the tree house that you could hear a needle drop, and both of them were busy stabilizing their moods in a tacit understanding.

It was quiet until noon. There was childish laughter outside the tree house. Someone knocked on their door and said in a clear voice: "God's envoy, Holy Son, the high priest asked us to deliver lunch!"

Pelosius Opening the door, he looked at three palm-sized elves in front of the door carrying baskets. Their little wings were flying hard, and they took the basket and said, "Thank you."

A pink elf said "Wow" and walked around Pero. Hughes flew around and said excitedly: "Are you the God Envoy? Your breath is so comfortable."

Two green elves next to him held his hands, one on the left and the other on the left. The elf on the left said: "Ai "Luo, you can't be disrespectful to the envoy of God."

The elf on the right hid behind Ai Luo timidly and nodded quickly.

"It doesn't matter." Pelosius stretched out his hand and gently touched Arrow's little head with his fingertips: "I am the envoy of God."

Uriel, who heard the voice and went downstairs, happened to see this scene and looked at the man standing in the tree house. Pelosius, who was facing the light at the door and surrounded by elves, touched the almost imperceptible softness in his eyes, and his eyes softened involuntarily.

The god who became a human envoy is completely different from the one he first met. The god he first met was cold, indifferent, and unreachable. A casual glance only made people feel fearful and awe, and any other thought seemed to be a kind of blasphemy.

Human Hughes seems to have gained vitality as a god, and seems to have gained "humanity". He doesn't like to go out, but likes to read, taste his desserts, or plant flowers and plants with him, and occasionally show a faint smile. , his eyes were calm and calm.

Every time he was around Hughes, Uriel felt like he was wrapped in the warm sunshine, and his body and mind relaxed unconsciously. The two of them just sat in the yard admiring the flowers and having afternoon tea, not talking, both of them happy.

Unlike the fakeness he pretends to be, Lord God possesses true gentleness.

"Xius." Uriel raised the corner of his lips and walked over. His eyes passed over several elves and he greeted them one by one.

Seeing that the Holy Son and the Divine Envoy were both approachable, the elves blinked and their nervousness quickly eased. Ai Luo asked happily: "Can we stay here for a while? The high priest and Ron are very busy. "You don't have time to play with us... We are very good! Just talk."

Harrison, the elf on the left, opened his mouth and saw his brother Neil on the right looking at him anxiously.

"Of course." Uriel imitated Pelosius's movements, ruffled the hair of the three elves one by one, and sat down at the table with Pelosius.

Arrow and Harrison stopped at Pelosius' side and helped him open his lunch box.

Neil sniffed gently, flew his little wings around Uriel a few times, as if to confirm something, flew down with bright eyes, helped Uriel open the lunch box, and put all the dishes and chopsticks in place.

"Thank you Neil." Uriel smiled and touched him.

Neil rubbed his fingertips shyly.

Uriel and Pelosius slowly ate a sumptuous lunch while chatting with the two elves. Neil kept stopping at Uriel's table, only looking at Uriel and saying nothing quietly.

After they finished eating, the elves volunteered to help them clean up and carry their things out of the tree house.

"Xius, the elves are so cute." Uriel said with a smile.

Pelosius nodded. When the elves interrupted him, the complex emotions left in the morning also dissipated a lot.

Not long after, the elves came back. Neil's little body held several colorful flowers and flew into the tree house. His face was bright red. Arrow patted him, blinked and asked, "Neil wants to help You." Lier's son's hairpin, can we braid the son's hair? "

"Okay." Uriel smiled again after being surprised, letting the elves play with him like a doll.

Pelosius watched the elves flying up and down and busy, with a faint smile in his eyes, and he understood the origin of Morris' braid.

Her black and smooth hair was braided into loose twists and hung down in front of her body. It was decorated with colorful flowers and paired with Uriel's elf costume, which looked fresh and elegant.

Pelosius watched from the side and felt that there was something wrong with it. After thinking for a moment, he went to pick a larger wisteria flower and came back. He bent down and gave Uriel a hairpin.

Uriel blinked, and his pair of peach blossom eyes curved into crescent moons in surprise, with a bright smile on the corners of his eyes and eyebrows. He forgot about the reserve that a perfect saint should have, and asked: "Does it look good?"

"Yes."

Perlo Houston paused and said, "It's very beautiful."

After they were done, the three elves were about to leave. Before leaving, Neil blushed and asked in a low voice: "When the Holy Son gives birth to a baby, I will Can you come and see the baby?"

Uriel:?

Pelosius:?

Chapter 142 The Succubus Son 9

Pelosius reacted first, glanced at Uriel's belly, and asked: "What baby?"

Neil looked at them in confusion, and whispered in confusion: "Holy Son I smelled the fragrance on Sister Linda. She was pregnant with the baby not long ago. The baby is so cute."

Ai Luo said in surprise, "Neil's nose is so good! Are you really going to have a baby? Is it the angel's?"

Halson realized that it was because of this that Neil wanted to give Uriel a hairpin. He quickly pulled Neil away and said seriously: "Sister Linda. She is a female orc, and the Holy Son Uriel is a male human. The high priest said that male humans cannot have babies, and there is no estrus period. You must have heard wrong."

Neil opened his mouth, and was about to say that the Holy Son does not seem to be the case. Human, Uriel suddenly came to his senses and interrupted him hastily: "Harson is right, Neil, maybe there are too many flowers and you smelled it wrong."

"That means there is no baby anymore. ..."

It turned out that he had heard it wrong. Neil pursed his lips in disappointment, and followed his friends to fly out of the tree house, looking back three times.

Seeing the elves leaving, Uriel let out a long sigh of relief. God knows he was breaking out in a cold sweat just now.

Although God had favored him when he knew he was a succubus, the situation is different now. God has lost his memory, and he is the Son of Light on the surface. If the amnesiac God thinks that he is a spy sent by the God of Darkness, he may have evil intentions. Not good.

Uriel turned around and saw Pelosius's meaningful look. His expression froze imperceptibly, and he said with a concealed smile: "Neil is still a little guy himself, but he didn't expect to like babies so much. "

Elves like life." Pelosius said, "Their mother tree is also called the Tree of Life."

Uriel was stunned. This statement seems to have not been spread on the mainland.

Pelosius paused, realizing that those words were fragments of memory that suddenly surfaced. He smiled faintly and said, "My memory seems to be returning."

Even though he was prepared, Uriel still didn't expect it. It will be so fast.

When the memory returns...will the current Hughes transform back into the supreme and unattainable god?

He forced a smile and said: "Really? That's great."

After getting along for a long time and gaining the ability to read minds, Pelosius got to know Uriel better and could vaguely see Uriel's hidden secrets. uneasiness.

Although he didn't know why he was uneasy, Pelosius pondered for a moment. Seeing that Uriel looked okay and his stomach pain should be gone, he offered to take a walk in the Elf Forest.

After finally coming out, Maurice, the fallen elf, was looking for him. They were just waiting, so they might as well go for a walk and confirm something.

"Okay."

As soon as Pelosius said the invitation, Uriel's depressed mood improved visibly, and his eyes curled up, showing a smile of expectation and surprise.

He looks particularly easy to coax, and a bit...cute.

There was a strange emotion in Pelosius's heart, as if a pebble was thrown into the calm lake surface. Although it was small, it caused ripples in circles.

The Fairy Forest is very large, and the two of them planned to visit the nearest attractions.

Uriel had been here several times and was familiar with the Elf Forest. He and Pelosius walked slowly and leisurely without asking the elves to lead the way.

The buildings of the elves have a unique forest style. Some are wooden houses, some are tree houses, and some are brick houses. Each house is decorated with various flowers, and the path in front of the door is even more beautiful and clean.

Every time you walk, the scenery is different.

The two of them just took it as a walk, walking at a tacit understanding and chatting from time to time. The atmosphere was much better than this morning.

Uriel was seduced by the relaxed atmosphere of this picture. Thinking of the little differences that Hughes had made to him in the past few days, it was like honey filling his heart, which was sweet.

After a topic was over, he still couldn't hold it back and asked in a low voice, "Sius, do you mind what Airo said just now?"

The topic jumped so fast that Pelosius didn't think of it for a while. , only to realize that what Uriel said was that Airl said that the baby was his.

Pelosius: ...

Pelosius glanced at Uriel, who was blinking at him, and said helplessly: "You also said they are still young, why would I mind?"

Although it was not the answer he wanted, Uriel still smiled, and gently stroked the wisteria flowers on his braid with his fingertips, looking very fond of it.

Pelosius caught a glimpse of his movements from the corner of his eye, his expression remained unchanged, but his heart seemed to be gently brushed by feathers, and his eyes softened involuntarily.

They walked around the Elf Forest for a while, and when the sun hung over the skyline, they happened to pass by the hotel owned by Ron, so they decided to go in and take a rest.

There are several places in the Forest of Elves that are well-known, and there are many people who come to see them because of their reputation. The newly opened tavern on the first floor is bustling, and you can see a few of almost every race.

Considering that Uriel had a stomachache in the morning, Pelosius only ordered the specialty mint sake with the lowest alcohol content on the menu and sat in the corner.

"You're here."

Ron saw them and came over with drinks. Without revealing their identities, he stepped forward with a smile and said, "Since you're here, come and have dinner with me. The kitchen will be cooking in a while. I can eat it, it's a little thought, thank you for your help."

Uriel looked at Pelosius questioningly, and when the latter nodded, he agreed: "Okay."

Ron asked a few questions about the mother tree. After learning about the situation, he breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "No wonder I haven't seen Maurice all day. Is this the braid made by Ai Luo and the others? They are the three most naughty. Thank you for playing with them."

"No naughty . " Uriel pursed his lips and smiled, touched the wisteria flower with his finger, and said sincerely: "I like it very much, and I want to thank them."

Pelosius took a sip of the drink and choked a little. Inexplicably, I felt that Uriel had something behind his words.

Ron smiled and told them what fun things there were in the Elf Forest. Just as he was about to talk about another Holy Son who suddenly arrived, the elf hired by the tavern came over and whispered a few words to him.

"There's something going on over there with Maurice. I'll go over first. Uriel, Hughes, you guys eat slowly."

Watching Ron leave in a hurry, the dishes were all served.

"Did you find those elves?" Uriel said casually.

Pelosius pushed the sweeter dishes towards Uriel, who had a sweet tooth, and said, "Maybe."

Uriel's eyes always stayed on Pelosius, and he easily spotted Hughes. With another small movement, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise high, and he buried his head in eating sweetly.

He especially liked the taste of mint sake, so he ordered another glass and drank it slowly.

The alcohol content of the mint julep was so low that even an elf could taste it, so Pelosius said nothing more.

After having had enough wine and food, the two of them settled the bill and continued their leisurely walk back to Nono Tree House under the setting sun.

"This trip went smoothly without finding it. I found the source of the problem in one day."

I don't know if those details gave Uriel courage. He quietly approached Pelosius and looked at the two closely connected people on the path. Shadow curled his eyes happily.

Pelosius didn't notice his approach at first, until an inadvertent shoulder contact made him hear Uriel's voice again.

[It's great to be stuck together with Hughes's shadow. I don't know if Hughes would notice it if he touched his hand a little closer. ]

[However, Hughes made my roses bloom, was willing to accompany me to the Elf Forest, and still cares about me so much today, does he have a slight affection for me? ]

[Even if Hughes finds out, he won't be angry, right? 】

【Try it. ]

The red clouds from the sky flew up to Uriel's cheeks. He pretended to be reserved, with no flaw in his expression, but the hand hanging by his side moved slightly to the side.

Pelosius was stunned by those few words, and he didn't realize that Uriel just did it and started to implement it.

Uriel did not hold him directly, just as he said in his heart, he just gently touched the back of his hand as he walked.

The warm and soft skin felt distant, and when Uriel's eyes became brighter and brighter, Pelosius suddenly came back to his senses.

He inadvertently took two steps to the side, separated from Uriel, pointed at the flowers on both sides of the road, and then said: "This matter does not seem to be that simple. If the darkness really wants to occupy the Elf Forest, the polluted mother tree is "The fastest and easiest choice."

"But the darkness didn't bother to attack the origin of the mother tree. Instead, it took a roundabout way to corrupt the elves, thereby affecting the mother tree. Even without my divine power, the mother tree can recover after a while, and the flowers and plants will lose their vitality. , you see along the way, only certain flowers withered..."

Pelosius paused and said, "Among them are the flower seeds you bought in the Forest of Elves."

Uriel is not a fool, Pelosius. Losius understood it as soon as he came out.

He didn't have time to pay attention to Pelosius's actions. He carefully observed the flowers and suddenly discovered that several kinds of withered flowers were the flower seeds he often bought in the Forest of Elves.

"Darkness... did you want me to come to the Elf Forest on purpose?" Uriel frowned and asked softly.

Pelosius saw that he was focused on business and did not try to get closer. He quietly relaxed, nodded and said, "I should still have a share."

When it came to Pelosius, Uriel thought of the time when the god was injured. Guessing, he suddenly raised his mind: "Does He want to do something bad to you? Hughes, since there is no big problem in the Elf Forest, why not us..."

Full of worry, Pelosius raised the corners of his lips without knowing it, He comforted and said: "Don't worry, since He doesn't dare to come forward, it means that the injury is real, and my intuition tells me that nothing big will happen. It's better to stay and see what He wants to do."

"Even if it does happen, I "The divine power is enough to compete."

If he had just woken up, Pelosius would not have stepped on it knowingly that it was a trap, but in recent days, perhaps the events in the Elf Forest had triggered memory fragments, and he remembered more and more things about his divine power. It is also continuing to grow, and there is some vague speculation about the identity.

Perhaps he is the light itself.

However, speculation is just speculation and needs to be confirmed.

Pelosius thought that when he said this, Uriel would wonder how he, a divine envoy, could have the confidence to compete with the gods. Just as he was ready to explain, Uriel nodded without any doubt and looked at him with a look. Complete trust, it seems that no matter what he says, you will trust him unconditionally.

Uriel said with a smile: "Then we will stay for a few more days."

Pelosius's eyes glanced across Uriel's face, he removed the deep thoughts in his eyes, and said "hmm" with a slight smile.

...

The two returned to the small tree house and rested separately.

It was still early, so Pelosius took out a book placed in the tree house to read, but after reading for a long time, he didn't even turn a few pages of the book in his hand.

Uriel's attitude is so intriguing. He has memory loss, not IQ.

Or Uriel knew from the beginning that he might be the God of Light, so he trusted him unconditionally, treated him well, and kept pretending to be the perfect son just to give the god a good impression.

Or Uriel really thought he was an angel at first, and then... fell in love with him, so he wanted to show his good side.

Pelosius coughed lowly, and the tips of his ears felt a little warm for no reason.

My eyes moved back and forth on the page, but I didn't read a single word.

Pelosius pressed his temples with a headache, wondering if his mind-reading skills had any side effects. Otherwise, why would his mind be filled with Uriel these days?

Just as he was thinking about it, a subtle groan of pain suddenly came from upstairs. As if he didn't want anyone to notice, the sound was very low. If Pelosius didn't have divine power, he might not have been able to notice it at all.

The sound suddenly attracted Pelosius's attention.

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Thinking of Uriel's discomfort this morning, Pelosius frowned, immediately put down the book and went upstairs along the escalator: "Uriel? Does your stomach still hurt?"

His voice was still there . Before it fell, there was a panic over there, and something rolled to the ground. With a crisp sound, Gululu rolled to the feet of Pelosius who had arrived on the second floor.

At the same time, Uriel hurriedly said in a hoarse voice: "——Sius? Wait!"

As soon as he reached the second floor, a familiar sweet aroma lingered on the tip of Pelosius's nose, and his eyes blurred. He only had time. He saw a panicked figure clearly on the bed and buried himself completely in the quilt.

He stopped walking, thinking that Uriel was not wearing any clothes, and was a little unsure whether to step forward.

Worry about Uriel took over, and Pelosius still didn't leave, asking: "Are you okay?"

Uriel, who was hiding under the quilt like a silkworm baby, was frightened and flustered. He was now a succubus. Form, if Hughes sees this...

Uriel took a deep breath to suppress his pounding heart, and whispered: "I'm fine... Hughes, why did you come up suddenly? It's very late, go back quickly Go to sleep."

The urging voice was muffled by the quilt, low and weak.

Pelosius couldn't believe his words. Uriel was always like this. He endured unhappiness and discomfort. He always put on the mask of gentleness and worked tirelessly for others, putting aside the joy of others. At the highest level, I would rather wrong myself than express my true self.

The original appreciation changed unconsciously, and there was a trace of mixed feelings of distress.

Pelosius moved, and the bottle at his feet caught his eye.

Pelosius glanced down, bent down to pick it up, and found that it was a small bottle used by the temple to contain the holy water of light.

The stopper is not there, some water in the bottle spilled out, and the water droplets hanging from the mouth of the bottle slowly dripped down, obviously it was still in use just now.

The holy water of light can only dispel filth. What did Uriel use the holy water for?

Could it be that he was accidentally contaminated by the darkness, so he felt sick to his stomach?

Pelosius frowned, his expression darkened, and he took two steps forward. Just as he was about to speak, he saw a trousers leg exposed from the gap at the bottom under the bulging "silkworm baby" - Uriel was obviously wearing clothes.

Pelosius paused, his doubts deepening.

At this time, Uriel's voice suddenly came to mind, what Neil said, the estrus period that humans do not have, and the imaginary picture of the charming red lines on the white abdomen, the holy water that suppresses the dark power, and then Plus a weird sweet aroma...

for a while.

"Uril." Pelosius took a deep breath, looked calm, lowered his voice, and asked: "Do you have anything to say to me?"

Uriel, who was sullen in the quilt, was quiet for a while, as if Thinking about why Pelosius suddenly said this.

Pelosius waited patiently for a minute, but Uriel still didn't make a sound. He didn't wait any longer and put the bottle on the bedside, making a neither light nor heavy sound.

This sound directly made Uriel's heart skip a beat. Before he could react, there was a burst of force from outside the quilt. Someone grabbed the soft "armor" that wrapped him and lifted it hard.

The silkworm baby in the quilt was unexpectedly exposed to the bright light.

"Ah!"

The boy who was kneeling on the bed suddenly opened his eyes. He subconsciously lay down and covered the two little devil horns on his head. He tried to cover his ears and ears, but he couldn't cover the trembling heart-shaped tail sticking out from the waistband of his trousers.

Pelosius' breathing suddenly became stagnant.

Not only because of the two round little horns on Uriel's head that could not be concealed, and the tail that was obviously sticking out from between the buttocks and shrinking guiltily, but also... the charming red lines that were exactly the same as the imaginary images that appeared in his mind from time to time. .

Uriel was indeed without a shirt, and his long black and smooth hair was spread out, covering up other parts of his body. Only his fair belly was exposed. The bright red patterns were covered with crystal water, giving off a faint aura of light.

Pelosius stared blankly for two seconds, until there was no fresh air in his lungs and became a little dull. He suddenly regained his consciousness and resumed breathing.

He looked away hastily as if he was burned.

Ruined!

Uriel, who was shrinking his head like an ostrich, was wailing loudly in his heart. He hadn't conquered Xius yet!

The person standing in front of the bed didn't speak for a long time.

Knowing that he had been exposed, Uriel raised his head tremblingly.

Pelosius looked down at him against the light, his face covered in shadows and his expression unclear.

"Sius." Uriel put down the hand covering his head and wanted to reach out to pull Pelosius's clothes, but he didn't dare to move.

Seeing that Pelosius was silent, Uriel's long eyelashes fluttered, he was so panicked, his eye circles were red, and he defended incoherently: "I didn't mean to lie to you, but I haven't found the right opportunity to tell you yet, and neither did I." Spies sent by the darkness, you believe me, I only believe in the light..."

Pelosius finally came out of his frozen state and moved.

He put the quilt in his hand back on Uriel, his movements were a little clumsy, but no one noticed at this time.

Pelosius opened and closed his lips for a long time before he found his voice. He looked away uncomfortably again, turned his back to Uriel, and said: "I know, I believe you, you... first Get dressed."

Uriel put on the quilt and carefully observed Pelosius's expression. When he saw that Pelosius showed no signs of anger, he felt relieved.

The rustling sound of clothing material slid across his eardrums, as if something was flicking back and forth in his ears. Pelosius' brows moved and his head tilted unconsciously.

"Xius."

A familiar voice sounded with anxiety, and the corner of his clothes was pulled. Uriel said: "I'm dressed, don't turn your back to me."

Pelosius turned around, and Uriel was indeed dressed. After getting dressed, she looked up at him eagerly and asked, "Do you really believe me?"

Taoxin's tail curled up slightly, swaying back and forth uneasily.

Noticing Pelosius' gaze lingering on his tail, Uriel pursed his white lips and solemnly took the lead in expressing his stance: "I have always been a believer in light. Even if I am a creature of darkness, my faith will never change." It will change."

The swaying heart-shaped tail easily attracted people's attention. Pelosius moved his gaze away from it unnaturally and coughed lightly: "Yes, I believe it. "

Just when Uriel was about to speak, Pelosius's golden eyes were sharp, and he quickly opened the curtains in front of the window, waving his hand and shooting out a blast of divine power from the air.

The golden light sank into the dark window and hit a hidden figure.

After a muffled groan, the window was empty.

"Is there someone?" Uriel reacted quickly and asked solemnly: "Is it the God of Darkness?"

Pelosius looked away, surprisingly calm, and said lightly: "No, just a descendant of darkness, on the way back from outside. I just followed him from a distance, I deliberately kept it. I originally wanted to see what he wanted to do before catching him alive..."

Pelosius didn't say anything else. He didn't expect Uriel's change, and he didn't hold back when the other party came closer. , the divine power hit the opponent. If nothing unexpected happened, the Dark Familiar probably wouldn't survive long.

Uriel opened his mouth and asked in annoyance: "I ruined your plan?"

"It doesn't matter." Pelosius looked at the guilty person in the corners of his eyes and brows, calmed down his cold expression without any trace, and set up a barrier , and then said: "Let's continue talking."

Uriel said "hmm" in a low voice, his tail hanging weakly.

Pelosius thought for a moment and rubbed his head gently, "It doesn't really matter, it's just a small thing."

Uriel smiled a little now.

Pelosius quietly breathed a sigh of relief and asked a little uncertainly: "But, which race are you?"

Uriel's smile froze again, his fingers curled up, and he said uneasily: "I am... a succubus. "

Although the race of succubi has been around for almost twenty years, there are not many records of succubi on the mainland due to the sparse population and the fact that they were captured and kept as pets as soon as they appeared.

Hughes, who had lost his memory, obviously didn't know. Uriel simply explained the racial characteristics of the succubus in a soft voice, and truthfully explained why he came to the human empire as a succubus to be the son of a saint, and how he secretly used light The holy water suppresses estrus, and the side effect is that it will be eroded, so I have a stomachache this morning.

As he spoke, Uriel spoke clearly and clearly. His delicate eyebrows seemed calm, but his cheeks and neck were covered in a gorgeous crimson color.

"I didn't say it before because I was afraid you would misunderstand me if you knew it."

Uriel quietly raised his head and glanced at the extremely handsome man standing in front of the bed.

Pelosius frowned and waited for Uriel to finish speaking before asking: "Does it still hurt?"

Uriel was stunned for a moment. He thought about the various questions that Hughes might ask him, such as what happened to him? I am sure that Hughes is the incarnation of God. For example, has he ever harmed or seduced humans...

His heart immersed in the ice water seemed to be lifted up in an instant, and warmth enveloped him, making his heart feel warm.

Uriel blinked away the sourness in his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth, and his bent eyes seemed to be filled with starlight in the night sky, glowing with beautiful colors.

"A little bit." Uriel glanced at him.

Pelosius lowered his head and happened to catch Uriel's gaze, and the two looked at each other.

"...Do you want a healing technique?"

"Yes!"

Pelosius sat down on the edge of the bed, looked at his nose and heart, and stretched out his hand to cover Uriel's belly without looking away, activating the healing technique.

Uriel narrowed his eyes happily and comfortably,

feeling sweet in his heart.

[I never thought it would be a blessing in disguise! ]

[Xius trusts me, doesn't doubt me at all, and still cares about me, I'm so happy. ]

[Xius is so good, why is he so good, so good that I don't want to let go, I want to be by Hughes's side all my life...]

[Hmm... If I use holy water every day, will Hughes help me treat it every day? 】

If Pelosius was just a little unnatural before, the last words made the corners of his lips twitch hard.

Pelosius suddenly realized that Uriel didn't seem to know how to treat him well at all, and he couldn't help but sigh softly.

Taking advantage of Uriel's mind to stabilize, Pelosius was silent for a moment, lowered his voice, and said softly: "Uril, actually I have something to hide from you."

"What?"

Uriel smiled and rolled his eyes. Wan, looked at him curiously, the corners of his mouth curled up.

Pelosius didn't take back his hand, and continued to apply healing techniques to Uriel's stomach. He calmly dropped a thunder: "After physical contact, I can read minds."

Uriel's smile suddenly changed. Stiff.

Uriel:?