Chapter 30 July Flower I don't need you by my side

"Your Highness, Your Highness..."

The Son of God pressed his throbbing forehead, turned around and left, his robe raised in an arc, the golden tassels on his shoulders trembling, and his platinum-colored hair fell softly to cover his profile.

"Return to the temple."

Ed followed closely behind him, and when he saw that he had already boarded the carriage, he stopped reminding him. His Highness the Son of God has always been on good terms with Lord Luther, and today is the day to announce the engagement. He was obviously trying to participate despite his illness, so why was he unhappy again?

"Luther, His Royal Highness the Son of God has left first."

A blond middle-aged man in formal attire walked up to Luther's side. He was holding a wine glass and spoke in a casual tone. He addressed "His Royal Highness the Son of God" without any respect, and even in a joking manner.

"Sir Grote, His Highness is not feeling well today. If it weren't for me, he wouldn't have come."

After Luther officially took over, he wore a dark blue robe with a gold and blue ribbon on his shoulders. He stood tall and elegant, and answered slowly and calmly.

"Oh? That's good. You still have to coax His Royal Highness the Saint Son. Being engaged doesn't mean everything is fine. It will be good to coax him more." Groot's face was deep and three-dimensional, with some fine wrinkles at the corners of his eyes.

He looked at Luther meaningfully and clinked his glass with him.

“Luther…”

The Holy Son, who was sitting in the carriage, felt dizzy due to a low fever. He could not help but whisper the name. What was going on? There was no such person in the previous life, and there was no such so-called engagement...

Everyone tacitly acknowledged his relationship with Luther, even his close attendant Ed said so... This is simply impossible. How could they allow me to be bound to such a relationship with the head of a certain family...

His past and present lives, as well as the seemingly plausible words that Luther said when he helped him down, made his head dizzy. He couldn't help but hold on to the handrail on one side and put his burning forehead against the back of his hand.

A chaotic array of images flashed before his eyes one by one, and finally stopped at a pair of dark eyes. He raised his head almost immediately, and couldn't help but gasp, his platinum eyelashes trembling slightly.

"Zelsa..."

"Your Highness, we are about to pass through the Colin District. We will leave as soon as possible."

Ed's voice brought him back to consciousness. The gloomy evening weather required that the lights in front of the carriage be turned on early, and humid water vapor and all kinds of strange and unpleasant smells rushed over.

In order to get back to the temple as quickly as possible, they had to pass through the slums of the royal capital. Of course, slums was just a tacit name used by everyone, and its official name was Colin District.

"I am a pariah who crawled out from the Colin District. It is worth it to be treated like this by His Royal Highness the Son of God." The pair of black eyes in his memory stared at him, and the kind of hostility and ruthlessness that was ready to act was not like that of a human.

Beggars and people in tattered clothes can be seen huddled on the roadside in the Colin district.

Without exception, they all had obvious black spots on their exposed skin. Some of them had entire arms with only a layer of black skin covering the bones, and they leaned on the street with numb expressions.

It's an elemental erosion disease.

No one knows what is going on. Whether one can use elemental power or not, whether one is a mage or an ordinary person, one may suffer from "elemental erosion".

The mage will gradually lose his power and degenerate into an ordinary person, but he can still survive. Ordinary people can only watch themselves being gradually corroded and die, and endure the great pain in their conscious mind. This process is long and cruel.

There is no cure. Except, the purification of the Son.

Only the Son's purification.

"Your Highness, please don't come out." Ed kept his nerves tense and slightly changed the patterns and clothes on the carriage, fearing that someone would recognize him and pounce on him.

The Son of God lowered the curtain, closed his eyes and leaned back in the back seat.

Is that person also in the Colin District now...

Bang--

"Where did this untouchable come from!"

The Holy Son was suddenly pulled into the carriage and had no time to steady himself. He opened the curtain and looked forward, only to see a dirty beggar with black hair stuck to his face, huddled in front of the carriage.

"Get out of here! Your life is not enough to pay for offending such a noble man!"

Ed was furious. It started to rain and the beggars and solicitors on the street had long since left. However, the Son of God had a special status, so he did not dare to gamble.

The man was staggering, the rain was washing over him, the dirty water was sticking to his body, and bright red bloodstains could be seen in the dim light.

Ed raised his whip and was about to hit him.

"Ed."

The Son of God's gentle voice was hazy in the rain, and Ed stopped immediately and trotted back to the carriage window. He did not see the man lying on the ground suddenly open his eyes when he heard the Son of God's voice.

"Your Highness!"

Ed opened his eyes wide, watching His Majesty, whose cheeks were flushed with fever, open the curtain and come out with an umbrella. He quickly took the umbrella and protected it by his side.

"Your Highness! This pariah rushed out on his own. You don't need to save him..."

No matter what he said, the Son of God just walked slowly to the person curled up on the ground. There was no shortage of garbage and people who were even worse than garbage in the Colin District. The muddy smell of rainwater and the rusty smell of blood melted the garbage stench of the Colin District.

Ed watched as His Royal Highness the Holy Son stepped on the dirty ground of Colin District, and even approached the dirty people in Colin District, wishing he could commit suicide to apologize.

"Ye...Yanze..."

The man's low muttering was blown away by the wind, and only the Son of God heard it.

He lowered his white eyelashes, and his purple eyes lowered to meet a pair of black eyes.

Ye Yanze...returning to this time, he almost forgot his name again. The person who hated him the most reminded him once again who he was.

Under the dim light, he has platinum hair and a white robe, a golden tassel ribbon on his shoulders, and purple eyes shining in the light. Behind him is a dirty and messy street.

He appeared here like a holy god.

Ye Yanze stretched out a snow-white hand, and golden light poured down, enveloping his body, immediately dispelling the cold breeze, and the gentle warmth made people intoxicated, and all the pain seemed insignificant.

"cure."

Zelsa stared at him through his dirty hair, looking at the hand that was stretched out, looking at the hand that was extending to him like a compassionate god who saves people from suffering, not caring about the dirty water on his feet.

What a kind-hearted beauty... It's a pity that when you peel off that white skin, you'll find a dirty heart.

Zelsa held her chest and recalled the pain of her last life.

Ye Yanze, I know you are back.

This is interesting, otherwise how can I take revenge on you?

"Okay, let's go now."

Ye Yanze finished the treatment and couldn't help shivering in the cool breeze. He retracted his hand, trembling like a little bird with white feathers. He turned and left without paying any attention to him.

"grown ups!"

Zelsa sat up and called out to him, her voice was hoarse and she tried hard to hide some emotion.

"Your Excellency saved my life, I am willing to be loyal to you."

Before Ye Yanze turned aside to say anything, Ed became furious.

"Untouchable! If the master takes you in, it will be a disgrace to the master's mansion. What can a lowly untouchable like you do for the master? You are just asking for his protection. You are so greedy!"

Zelsa glanced at the noisy Ed obscurely, lowered his head to hide his sneer, but pretended to be hurt by being despised by his benefactor.

In his previous life, Ye Yanze discovered his ability and used half of his body's strength to cast a spell, keeping him by his side like a dog. This time, the opportunity that came to him was...

Ye Yanze, you have been reborn. This opportunity is in front of you. How could you let it go?

"Go away, I don't need you around me."

Zelsa couldn't control her expression and almost couldn't suppress her anger.

Ye Yanze took the handkerchief and wiped his hands, then pressed his nose and frowned slightly, looking like he disliked him.

He is so hypocritical that he can't even pretend to be a saint.

"My Lord! I can cast spells, I have elemental powers, and I am not infected by the elements."

Ed's face changed instantly. The untouchables in the Colin area, without any training or basic education, could cast spells even in the most severely eroded areas, without even elemental erosion...

This time he looked at Ye Yanze hesitantly. If it was true, this man's talent and initial ability had reached a terrifying level. It would be nice to have one more person like this and keep him by His Highness' side.

"Well, that's great." Ye Yanze threw away his handkerchief and said this indifferently. Then he seemed to have lost interest and turned back to the carriage.

"Return to the temple."

Ed obeyed all the orders of His Highness the Son of God, only glanced at Zelsa on the ground, and immediately helped His Highness get on the carriage and left quickly.

Zelsa, who had been slumped on the ground, stood up immediately. He was very tall, with obvious muscle lines on his exposed limbs. His tattered clothes stuck wetly to his body, revealing an excellent figure. He inexplicably exuded an aggressive male hormone scent.

He looked at the carriage that left as if it was avoiding the plague. He must have been reborn, otherwise he would not have gotten off the carriage and treated him.

What does this mean? It can't be that they decided to let him go.

Although he seems to be the son of God and enjoys great status, he has no real power and no freedom. In reality, everyone treats him as a pretty little bird and an obedient life-saving medicine. Even the royal court that gave birth to him and raised him only uses him as a tool to show goodwill to the three major families.

If he wanted to break the impasse, he should understand that he should still hold the weapon in his hand like he did in his previous life and make everyone give in to him.

Is he playing hard to get?

"Quick! Call the doctor! His Highness has fainted."

After tossing and turning all night, Ye Yanze was already shivering with fever. He curled up drowsily in the soft bed, his snow-white little face flushed red and hot.

He closed his eyes tightly, and in front of him was Luther's smiling face, whispering "Your eyes are so beautiful", and then Zelsa's black eyes full of hatred, whispering: "Ye Yanze, I will kill you sooner or later."

Soon, the news that His Royal Highness the Son of God was ill spread, and groups of men and women in luxurious clothes gathered outside the temple, as well as parents with their children. The worry on their faces was not fake at all.

The golden flowers they sent almost flooded the temple.

"Tsk, I don't know whether she is worried about him or worried that no one will help her purify herself."

Outside the temple, Zelsa, with his hair cut in rough shapes, stood outside the crowd. His clothes were old and his hair was messy, but his face and figure were so outstanding that no one thought he was a pariah in the Kolin District.

"His Highness the Holy Son has received your thoughts. His Highness said that he will hold the purification ceremony as scheduled next Friday no matter what."

After Ed finished speaking, the crowd quickly dispersed, and the worries on everyone's faces disappeared. Zelsa leaned aside, watching them leave with his black eyes without any emotion, and couldn't help but sneer for a long time.

Only a little girl, who was held by her mother, broke free from the adults' hands and ran back to the temple gate, tightly holding a beautiful double-petaled golden flower.

This is the July flower, the representative flower of the temple.

She closed her eyes and spoke slowly and tenderly, "Your Highness, get well soon. It is very uncomfortable to be sick." Then she walked quickly to the door of the temple and stood on tiptoe with difficulty, as if she wanted to stand on the wall in front of the temple, with her two pigtails dangling behind her.

Zelsa folded her arms and watched without moving. Finally, she couldn't help but stepped forward with her arms folded, coughed lightly, and spoke in a hard tone.

"what you up to."

The little girl was not afraid of her. She just looked up at him with her eyes wide open.

"You are so tall, can you help me put this flower on top of the pillar?"

There was a square pillar on the railing outside the temple. Zelsa frowned at her, and finally picked her up resignedly.

"Wow! I'm so tall!"

Zelsa was about 1.9 meters tall. She lifted the little kid with one hand and helped her realize her dream.

"Are you also praying for His Royal Highness the Holy Son?"

Zelsa put her down, bent down a little with a cold face and came in front of her to scare her: "I'm here to torture him."

The little girl looked at him for a while with her round eyes, stepped on his foot with her little leather shoes, and immediately turned and ran away.

"you……"

Ed looked at the black-haired man who was still standing at the entrance of the temple in surprise, and felt that he looked familiar.

Zelsa immediately showed a grateful expression.

"You and your Highness saved my life that night."

Ed was stunned. He couldn't see his face clearly that rainy night, but he didn't expect that this man had a good-looking face. He was so tall, with scars on his exposed wheat-colored skin, but his muscle lines were beautiful.

"I heard that the temple is in need of new servants, and I hope to have the opportunity to repay Your Highness."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and condensed a ball of red light like a red flame, which was quickly extinguished. Even Ed, who had received years of training, could not achieve such a pure control.

"I need to consult His Highness on this matter. His Highness has recently refused all new servants from entering the temple, and I cannot guarantee it."

Ed's attitude towards him became visibly better. He led him to the outer hall of the temple, turned around, lifted the gauze curtain and walked in.

A few low coughs accompanied by the chirping of birds in the garden came into his ears. Zelsa did not look around, as he knew everything here very well.

only……

He looked behind the veil. He had never entered the inner court of the temple. All the servants of the temple were qualified, but he was the only one who was tied in the outer court like a guard dog.

The depressed and suffocating mood came roaring in along with the memories, almost drowning his throat, and filled him with anger.

"Your Highness lets you in."

Zelsa looked at Ed in astonishment, lowered her head and followed him into the inner courtyard.

The hostility had not dissipated at all, and a strange emotion suddenly emerged.

Strangers can enter the inner court at will, but in his previous life he was not allowed to set foot there.