Chapter 066 Return

"So, where does he get the confidence to think I'm in some forbidden relationship like him?"

"Do I look like the type to have big, exciting games with other people?"

"I'm obviously super pure in love!"

As he said this, Garcia took out the little eyeballs from his collar and those under his robe that were close to his skin, one by one, and ordered them to line up in front of him to have their heads smashed.

"Hmm..." On the side, Jophiel covered his forehead in a depressed tone.

"You told them not to get so close to me!" Garcia was speechless. "Who can stand the flapping of wings like that?"

It was still early, and Garcia was forced to get up early.

Yesterday afternoon, Garcia took Yophiel to the Vatican, where they successfully met the resident bishop of the Golden Town.

The bishop was surprisingly young and handsome.

He was directing the priests to move the boxes of gold that were being transported from the consul's palace onto a huge net made of an indistinct fabric.

"Your Majesty," the bishop explained, noting Garcia's curious gaze on the gold. "Arnoldo, I'll tell you, when he was studying with the god Pan, he saw him use gold to restore the sanity of insane orcs. He said these ten tons of gold would be of great use to you."

Garcia and Jophiel looked at each other, and when they saw the archangel nodded, Garcia's eyes suddenly lit up.

Great! I even managed to take care of something Daming asked me to do during this trip.

It was so easy to get!

Garcia was in high spirits and chatted with the bishop about the customs and culture of the Golden Town in a good mood.

"There are reasons for this incident. Please forgive me for the poor hospitality. When you come again in the future, I will definitely take you to experience the cultural characteristics of the Golden Town." The bishop smiled elegantly.

Garcia was very happy with his compliment and quickly agreed: "Okay, okay! I will definitely come again! When I have time later... uh," Garcia paused. Just now, a cold and slippery little thing was stuck to the skin on the back of his neck. "If there is a chance." Garcia concluded hastily.

Maybe it was an illusion, but the bishop seemed to glance at the back of his neck.

When Garcia wanted to investigate further, the bishop had already withdrawn his gaze, turned his back, and walked quickly towards the pile of gold.

Garcia also took advantage of this opportunity to quickly pull out the little eyeball that was rubbing against his neck and threw it away.

"Your Majesty," the bishop greeted. Garcia felt his attitude was even more respectful than before. "These ten tons of gold have been packed in sea beast skins. Please, you and this... please, you two, take it all away after dark tonight."

Garcia nodded, but couldn't help but tentatively asked him, "Did you see anything?"

The bishop just smiled and replied humbly and respectfully, "It is unspeakable."

…

Garcia and Jophiel had dinner in the bishop's palace. Afterwards, the bishop summoned all the clergy to the innermost altar and left the open space at the entrance of the nave for the two of them.

In the quiet night breeze, the wheel's eye slowly emerged - still upside down.

Garcia tried to cast a levitation spell, but he really couldn't move the ten tons of gold. Finally, it was the archangel speaking in English that tightened the large net made of sea beast skin into a bundle and hung it on the chin of the inverted human head of the wheel eyeball.

Jophiel spread his six wings, put his arms around Garcia's waist as usual, tapped his toes, and flew him to the eye of the wheel.

Then, the big eyeball, carrying ten tons of gold and two people, flew in the night sky.

Garcia lay on his back in the quilt and looked at the stars for a while. After a while, he fell asleep in a daze.

Before falling asleep, he seemed to see some small eyeballs flying back from all directions and flying into the roots of the big eyeball's inverted wings.

Maybe the observation is finished?

Garcia didn't think too much and fell asleep as soon as he turned over.

Therefore, he failed to notice that some of the little eyeballs did not return to their bodies, but circled around him, and with the archangel's tacit consent, crawled into the quilt and slept with Garcia.

When Wheel Eyeball flew over the ocean and landed above the East Continent, the silver-haired man who had been quietly watching Garcia all night was ready to wake up his partner.

But those monitors, little angels, and little eyeballs, after sensing the subject's intentions, acted even faster.

They don't have beaks.

I had to use actions to wake Garcia up.

So, in his dream, Garcia felt as if something was vibrating against him.

Getting stronger and stronger...

Garcia groaned in unbearable pain, then opened his eyes and saw Jophiel with his head down, staring at him.

And all over his body, there were at least a dozen little creatures flapping their wings and jumping around.

Garcia closed his eyes and opened them again.

His brows furrowed, and as if unable to bear it any longer, he stretched out a hand and slapped the face of the extremely noble Archangel to the side, roaring, "Are you a pervert?"

After being slapped, Yophiel was very confused.

He didn't understand why his partner was suddenly so angry.

I don't understand why he suddenly hit me and called me a pervert.

What does pervert mean?

Jophiel blinked and said expressionlessly, "I just wanted to wake you up. We're almost at Boeing Town."

He looked innocent and didn't seem to have any bad intentions.

Garcia suddenly felt that all the anger in his heart was as powerless as if he was hitting cotton.

I had no choice but to sit up, with a gloomy face, and take out the "alarm clocks" that were on vibrate mode one by one.

Moreover, thinking of Samuel's strange attitude yesterday, Garcia, who had just been awakened by the stimulation, felt that his personality and soul were severely offended.

So, he continued to curse and swear, continuing the complaints he had not yet vented yesterday afternoon.

While taking those strange and stimulating little things out from under the quilt.

The last one was the double eyelids under his buttocks that he sat on again due to the change in his movements when he sat up - the reason why the double eyelids could be recognized from so many small eyeballs was that Garcia had stripped all the feathers on the tips of the wings of this naughty little thing yesterday morning.

During the entire plucking process, the silver-haired man kept looking at him as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

But Garcia didn't show any mercy.

Just like now, he still showed no mercy: "None of you are allowed to run! Line up and stand straight!"

Hard, hard, give these naughty little eyes a big slap on the head.

The silver-haired man sitting next to him let out a suppressed groan.

…

After teaching the older and younger ones a lesson, Garcia felt refreshed.

I feel like I don’t have any moodiness when I wake up!

He put his hands on his hips and said viciously, "I'm warning you, Jophiel, if you use these little things to tease me again, I will... I will ignore you!"

"No." Jophiel's forehead flushed. He didn't dare to provoke his partner at the moment, so he could only quietly defend himself, "I didn't tell them to do that. They have some self-awareness, and I usually don't restrict their behavior too much other than observation."

"Really?" Garcia asked doubtfully.

Jophiel nodded: "Yeah. Maybe it's because I like you very much, so I always stick to you."

"Oh." Garcia wasn't fooled. He grabbed the bald little eyeball closest to him and said with a sly grin, "It must be you! Little rascal!"

Garcia thought that it must be his little pet's eyelids that damaged the other little eyeballs.

That made me feel embarrassed and awkward.

He pinched the spherical body of the double eyelid hard, causing it to ooze tears and struggle in his palm.

"Garcia."

At some point, the wheel eyeball stopped.

"Hmm?" Garcia raised his head and looked at Jophiel.

Then he noticed that the silver-haired man was frowning with an unbearable expression.

"Garcia, stop pinching, I can feel it. Let's do it as quickly as possible."

As he said that, he leaned over.

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Eli got up extra early today.

Because last night, news came from the Golden Town. The bishop there said that His Majesty the Holy Son and that adult had already set off.

The high priest who received the news immediately told Eli and Daming about it, telling them that Garcia and the Archangel would probably arrive early in the morning.

So lazy cat Eli got up early.

In the past few days, the high priest has brought him to a clear position in front of all the priests, and Eli no longer needs to hide.

Although the high priest only said that this was an orc friend of his, anyone with a discerning eye could guess the true relationship between Eli and the high priest.

Eli doesn't care about that.

He only knew that Leopard was extremely happy to be able to move freely.

Lately he has been running around in the Vatican's green belts, attracting dogs and birds.

Today, he ran to a farm in the suburbs early in the morning, brought back some vegetables, and asked Daming to pack them into a gift basket for him. He held it in his mouth and waited for Garcia and Him to come back.

Eli plans to give the gift basket to Garcia and ask him to help him persuade Him so that he can turn back into human form.

The beast form is very free and comfortable, but if Eli keeps maintaining the beast form, he is afraid that he will forget what it feels like to be a human before the degeneration period comes.

Thinking of this, the beautiful snow-white leopard squatted by the wishing well for a long time, hoping that Garcia would see him at first sight when he came back.

As a result, I waited and waited, and it was almost noon, but I still didn't get it.

Leopard is very sleepy and his mouth is sore.

Leopard simply put the gift basket on the ground, rested his big head on his paws, and planned to sleep while waiting.

He accidentally got on the motorcycle and started snoring.

Until a huge rumbling sound and a violent shaking of the earth woke Leopard from his deep sleep.

It is well known that cats are the most susceptible to stress.

Thinking it was an earthquake and being frightened out of its wits, the snow leopard suddenly jumped up. Before it could fully grasp its mind, it scratched the ground with its four paws for a long time before it could successfully get up.

He pushed his foot against something to help him run a long distance.

And where he had just slept was a full ten tons of gold and two people who finally agreed to come down from the sky.

Not to mention that Garcia's face was red.

The silver-haired man hugging him glanced at the black marks on his white robe.

His face turned black instantly.

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