098: Declare war?

Even after the conference, Huai Yan did not leave the palace.

He also knew that now everyone on the entire continent of Seer regarded him as the favorite son of the Father God.

And that bouquet of white roses became widely known.

“With this,” 073 breathed a huge sigh of relief, “it’s almost impossible for Bailey to overthrow the church.”

Huai inkstones have been recognized by the church and the public.

Even if the Church is ultimately overthrown, Bai Li will have to consider whether he has the ability to assume the position of the Son of God.

After all, Huaiyan's recognition by the Father God was something that all the church members, and even the five leaders, had witnessed.

Bai Li is a fallen angel; he must understand the weight of God the Father.

“This was my biggest worry,” 073 said. “I always felt that plans could not keep up with changes, and I was especially afraid that Bai Li would do something behind our backs.”

Bai Li's thoughts were intricate and complex, layer upon layer.

If it weren't for that night when one person and one system guessed that the person on the other side was Zoe.

They probably still don't know that Bai Li turned around and switched to another company.

Huai Yan nodded blankly, feeling somewhat uneasy for some reason.

He didn't know what the Father God meant.

"In the past, when things like this happened..."

The boy was too embarrassed to talk about it, his neck turning red as he mentioned it, "It was just the two of us..."

But this time, the man did it openly and without any prior notice.

She then placed a white rose, symbolizing being favored by the Father God, into the boy's arms.

Whatever happened before, it was a matter between the two of them.

The man's actions now are undoubtedly telling the entire continent of Seer.

—The boy is the holy son chosen by God the Father and is favored by God the Father.

“I think…” 073 raised an eyebrow and smiled, “that he’s declaring war on those five leaders?”

The boy was taken aback: "...Huh?"

What's the meaning?

Would a father god declare war on a tribal leader?

“Look, he never did this before,” 073 said confidently. “It’s because Lang Qing and the others’ intentions were too obvious.”

Including the guards and the winged one, there were seven people in total.

Seven people were eyeing the boy covetously.

Unfortunately, the boy was innocent and kind, and could not see that the five leaders had malicious intentions.

This is equivalent to a boy falling into a wolf's den without even realizing it.

"Then I need to..." The boy asked, slightly puzzled, his breath catching in his throat, "What do I need to do?"

The man was declaring war on Lang Qing and his gang.

Does that mean... the man is angry?

In the original storyline, the price of the Father God's anger was very high.

However, 073 was unfazed: "You don't need to worry about it."

Because if Lang Qing and his group really schemed to get close to Huai Yan...

The man wouldn't easily blame Huaiyan, since the boy knew nothing about it.

"Knock knock".

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door of the Holy Son's bedroom.

"Who is it?" The boy stood up and slowly walked towards the door.

At such a time, the entire nation would probably be overjoyed by the arrival of the Father God.

The servants in the palace were also specifically instructed not to disturb His Holiness the Holy Son.

Therefore, Huaiyan harbored some doubts.

"Your Excellency, Holy Son," a respectful yet composed voice came from outside the door, "It is I."

I heard a familiar voice.

Huai Yan's tense body suddenly relaxed.

After the servant pushed open the door to the bedroom, Huaiyan stood still.

He asked, "Is there something you need?"

It was midday, and the sun was high overhead.

Sunlight streamed through the trees outside the sleeping quarters and into the corridor.

It also illuminated the doors of the Son's bedroom.

The moment the boy appeared, the bright sunlight that had been shining on the door instantly shifted towards him.

Up close, Xiuyi could even see the fine downy hairs on the boy's fair and handsome face.

Seeing this scene.

Xiuyi's heart skipped a beat.

“Your Excellency, Holy Son,” Xiu Yi said, trying to shift his attention, “Your Excellency Lang Qing wishes to have you come over.”

Although Huaiyan didn't understand what had happened, he couldn't decipher Xiuyi's expression.

But after thinking it over, he followed Xiuyi and the servants to the side hall.

Why would Lang Qing seek him out at this time?

But as soon as Huaiyan reached the entrance of the side hall, he sensed something was wrong.

The boy felt an inexplicable urge to turn around and run away.

Thinking this way, Huaiyan did just that.

He stopped in his tracks, as if remembering something: "Xiuyi, I have to go back and take care of something. You go in first."

Xiuyi paused in his steps.

He followed Huaiyan's movements and stopped as well.

"What is it?" the great mage asked with concern. "Your Highness, may I accompany you?"

Hearing Xiuyi's unwavering reply.

Huai Yan sighed softly in her heart.

There's no escaping it now.

He should have noticed something was wrong as soon as Xiuyi first appeared.

Xiuyi and Langqing haven't gotten along well since they first met.

When Xiuyi occasionally saw Langqing, a look of disdain would appear on his face.

Given their relationship, how could Xiu Yi possibly be so obedient and work for Lang Qing?

When Huai Yan stepped into the side hall and looked at the few people sitting inside,

He suddenly realized it.

Everything was discovered too late.

The scene before me seems more like a trap.

A scheme involving seven people, all lured into the trap by the boy.

So Huaiyan turned around in a panic, pretending not to understand, and looked at Xiuyi, hoping that the other party could give an answer.

But that's when the boy answered.

The only sound was the creaking noise when Xiuyi turned to close the side hall door.

Then, Xiuyi stepped forward and joined the group of six.

The boy, realizing what was happening, was so frightened by the group that he took a step back.

"What's wrong with you all..." The boy was so nervous that he stammered, his voice soft and sweet, "What's going on?"

But the seven people just stared at the boy without blinking.

No one said a word.

"Oh dear—"

Esther was the first to soften, spreading her succubus wings and saying to Huaiyan, "Don't be nervous, little beauty, we won't do anything~"

That's strange.

Huai Yan became even more nervous.

Even though the succubus said she "wouldn't do anything," he understood that they were definitely going to do something.

“Your Holiness the Holy Son.” Lucie smiled gently, his tone as soft as ever.

"Relax. As long as you cooperate with us, the process won't be too painful."

……What?

As long as they're willing to cooperate?!

The boy was startled by these words, and his eyes widened suddenly.

The meaning of "Lucy" is obvious.

“Oh right~” Esther appeared from behind Lucy and circled the boy a few times to comfort him.

The succubus repeated, "Little beauty, resistance comes at a price~"

After he finished speaking, even Zhou Luo, who always liked to act like a nice guy, lost his smile.

At this moment, Huaiyan realized that...

Once again, he personally stepped into the wolf's den.

"Est...Est!"

Huaiyan brushed away Lu Xi's fingertips from her face, her voice trembling as she questioned, "What exactly do you want?"

The side hall wasn't large, and the boy's somewhat frightened voice clearly reached everyone's ears.

Esther retracted her wings, looking quite hurt, and said with a bitter face, "Little beauty, you're being mean to me."

No matter what happens, the boy's voice is always gentle and filled with laughter.

This was the first time the boy's words had been so clearly barbed.

Huaiyan, who was on high alert, felt a jolt of fear upon hearing this.

He looked at Esther in a flustered manner, his voice full of bewildered apology: "N-I'm sorry, I wasn't being mean..."

"Alright."

Char interrupted Lucy, who was about to make another mistake.

Despite the nameless fire burning fiercely in their hearts.

We must not frighten the boy at this moment.

“Your Excellency, Holy Son,” Xia Ya lowered his voice, pulled up a chair, and commanded, “Sit down.”

Before Huaiyan could react...

The next second, he was gently restrained by Esther and pressed into a chair.

Huaiyan was almost stunned by the scene.

Too many questions lingered in his mind.

The biggest and most pressing problem to be solved is...

How exactly did these seven people come together?

Or have the men already seen through his tricks for wholesale fishing?

The boy's eyes reddened with fear, and he instinctively looked at Xiuyi.

The great magician stood out in the crowd with his tall and straight figure and dark blue clothes.

"Xiuyi..." Tears welled up in the boy's eyes as he helplessly raised his neck, hoping the other party would let him go.

Unexpectedly.

Xiuyi acted as if he hadn't seen anything, only slightly furrowing his brows as he met the boy's reddened eyes.

“Your Highness,” Xiu Yi said softly, as if coaxing the boy, “as long as you cooperate with us, you will be safe and sound.”

Cooperate.

It's all about teamwork again.

The boy sobbed softly, his gaze sweeping back and forth between the seven people.

He cowered and asked, "Match...match what...?"

After the question was asked, the boy's sobs grew louder, like a flood bursting forth.

"Please...please don't do this..."

"I...I'm scared..."

The expressions on the faces of these seven people, except for Esther, were all terrifying.

This made Huai Yan always want to guess.

What exactly happened during his absence?

Before the conference, the group was clearly fine, and there was no sign of any difference between Xiu Yi and the guards.

Moreover, before the conference, Esther and her group stayed by Huai Yan's side.

Even if something were to happen, it would be too late.

Therefore, the event could only have occurred during the conference.

"Don't be afraid." Lang Qing took a few steps forward, squatted down in front of the boy, and looked him in the eye.

Noticing that the others softened their attitude slightly after he cried, the boy realized that playing the victim was effective.

then.

The boy carefully tugged at Lang Qing's sleeves with both hands and nodded obediently.