Chapter 109

Samuel raised an eyebrow, "What do you mean?"

El slapped the god's handsome face lightly and pushed him away to avoid his breath tickling his neck. "You have been using more and more seductive methods recently. Didn't you learn this from the succubus?"

Samuel didn't answer, but only asked: "Does the succubus's methods work on you?"

"No feeling." Unless the demons showed it very obviously, he would assume that was just their speaking style and would not feel that he was being seduced.

"Then will my method work on you?"

Al stopped talking. He was too embarrassed to nod in acknowledgement, but he also didn't deny it. It was because of his feelings that he was aware of many of his lover's little actions.

Samuel saw his wandering eyes and smiled wickedly and proudly, "What did you say before... willing to take the bait? You only fall for this trick of mine, doesn't it mean that you are willing to be seduced by me." He narrowed his eyes and looked at the kid inquiringly, "So why don't you want to have sex with me? Are you too shy?"

Al looked at him deeply. This guy was still so good at talking that he couldn't refute him.

Not wanting to admit that he was not mentally prepared, or else who knows what the other party would do to prepare him, Al did not answer His question.

The young man wondered, "Why is it that the medicinal tea I gave you recently has no effect at all?"

He was so enthusiastic every day. Was the desire so strong at this age? In comparison, he was much colder. Was it because he was not good enough?

No, no, no! It must be because he was exhausted by work and practice, so it must be because Winster was too idle during the day.

Soon Al helped Winster make a decision. Big cities have swordsman and magician guilds, and arena competitions are also common in cities of all sizes. Winster can go and exchange challenges. He has consumed enough energy during the day, and Samuel will feel tired when he comes out at night.

Samuel played with the kid's hair, "It's useful. I think my temper has improved a lot."

After all, it was your partner who made the tea himself and watched him drink it with his own eyes. He took so much trouble, so it would be nice to say a few nice words to make him happy.

Al really felt a sense of satisfaction that his efforts were not in vain. The corners of the young man's lips curled up a little, and he was very satisfied with this alchemy practice.

He suppressed his smile and glanced at the Lord God, "In the future, communicate less with the succubus. The more you talk, the more restless your mind will be." He didn't know how much he had been influenced by those obscene and violent thoughts.

Samuel did not answer. He held the cub in his arms and watched him work quietly.

In fact, He never bothered to communicate with beings He looked down upon, and had never chatted with the succubus.

He is a proactive and direct person, and will certainly fight for what he wants, but the little guy seems to prefer him to be more abstinent, so let the succubus take the blame.

——

After Al finished dealing with the matters in Gasabi City, he called Abner, whom he hadn't seen for a while, curious about the situation over there.

As far as he knew, the Abyss had not sent out any violent and murderous demons. Would sending one of them be enough to threaten the Church of Light? No! So they chose to send out the succubus as a roundabout way to save the country.

After a few pleasantries, Al asked, "Did you find the murderer?"

"This... is almost done."

"Are you sure it's the dark race? How can they burn people with fire? It seems like a method used by a fire mage."

Abner: "Maybe he wants to conceal his identity and put the blame on talents from other departments."

Al saw that his tone and expression were not as relaxed as before, "Do you need help? I'm in Gasabi City and will be at your place in two days."

"Ah?" Abner seemed to be frightened and hastily refused, "No, no, I have the Holy Light Seal, and my life is not in danger. I will investigate slowly. You just mind your own business. I won't hesitate to help you if you need help."

Al narrowed his eyes, "If you're kidnapped, just make a sound."

"What?"

The silver-haired young man curved his eyes and said, "It's just a joke."

After chatting for a few more words, the two of them disconnected from the crystal ball.

Al turned around and said to the prince who was lying next to him, "Let's go to Eta City."

Austin leisurely flipped through a page of the ancient notebook. "Didn't he say he didn't need help?"

"I'm just a little curious..." Given Abner's personality, knowing that they were so close, it would be normal for him to ask him to come over for a get-together, drink some wine and have a meal, chat about the day, and vent a lot of work pressure by complaining about a lot of things. However, his performance just now made Al suspect that he was being threatened.

Their itinerary was decided by one person. No matter where they went, Auston and Yarlin followed without objection. Only Winster had a gloomy face and was secretly coaxed by his brother for a long time.

It's annoying enough to have a talkative Auston, and now he has to find another talkative person, and the time they spend alone will be squeezed. Winster now misses the days in the Abyss Temple very much!

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After walking two streets into the city, the group clearly felt the tense atmosphere in Ita City.

Common people who lead the same numb life would shout a few words when doing business in other places. There are people walking and talking on the street, it is very lively, and the children running around are also very energetic.

But Ita City is much quieter. There are no children on the streets. Everyone walks in groups of three or four and dares not be alone. Those who buy things and do business complete the transactions in a hurry. Most people look like they want to go home and hide quickly.

Passing by a meat shop, a few people with sharp ears and eyes heard the owner comforting people, "The devil regards the priests and believers of light as enemies, what are you afraid of? I went to the tavern last night. I was the only one on the road, and the devil didn't find me." After that, the owner muttered and complained, "It's a pity that old Bernie's tavern is closed. What a coward."

Maybe the relaxed people I see along the way are people like my boss who are carefree.

When Al arrived at the branch court, the priests were of course happy to see a new helper. In order to stabilize the emotions of the believers, they quickly spread the news that the Son of God was here in person. The many believers who stayed here were ecstatic!

"Oh my god~ We have two light priests blessed by our God. That damn demon will soon be annihilated by the holy light!"

Al: "..." I just came here to look for someone and take a look at the investigation results. I didn't want to take on any more things.

Abner was not in the chamber, and not only was he not found, but the priests who thought he was there to exorcise demons gave him the victim's files and took him to see the charred body.

Al really found dark elements from the corpse. Although it was a small amount, it was enough to surprise him - this time it was real, not the story of "The Boy Who Cried Wolf"!

The priests’ favorite excuse to expand faith and make money is that they are possessed by demons. Wherever there are a few more deaths, it means that a dark race has appeared!

Of course, countless bad things have happened over the years, but they have basically nothing to do with the dark race, as they are all imprisoned in the abyss.

As for those with dark talents, their talents would be discovered one second and they would be arrested the next. Soon they would be executed in public, so it was even less likely that they would be the ones.

So after Al heard about the incident in Ita City, he thought that a human serial killer had appeared. He had never expected that the investigation would reveal that it was actually related to dark talent.

After looking through the victim information, he found that they were either priests or believers, with names, ages, and their lives as good people. It was a cookie-cutter background, and Al finished reading it in two or three clicks. He felt that it would be better to stop a random passerby and buy information with a silver coin than this file.

The bishop looked worried. "Your Highness, please kill that cruel murderer as soon as possible! Our church has limited space and cannot accommodate all the believers. The remaining believers outside are in danger at any time."

As he spoke, his tone became indignant. "The cowardly dark race is like a rat hiding in a stinky ditch! He can only commit crimes in the dark. If he dares to show up here, I will protect the believers even if I die, and stop him from hurting innocent people again!"

Because his lover is a dark-type talent, the silver-haired young man's face suddenly turned cold, and he said slowly, "Then starting from tonight, you will go out on patrol every night until this matter is resolved."

The gates and walls of each Chamber of Light are engraved with Mage Saint-level light inscriptions that can block dark creatures below this level from entering, so it is safe to stay inside. The bishop certainly dares to say so.

The Son of God's tone was not harsh, and was as soft and gentle as usual. However, the bishop felt a chill on his back, fearing that the Son of God was serious about what he said.

He is a seven-star high-level wizard, and the corpse in front of him is a four-star high-level priest. The difference in strength between the two is almost the same. If he is targeted by the murderer, he will surely die!

Oh, no, he won't die. The last time he went to the royal city, he received the protection of the holy light bestowed by the God of Light, which could save him once when facing a life-threatening crisis and purify all the darkness around him.

If the murderer is really a member of the dark race and really comes looking for him, he can use the protection of holy light to kill the murderer, but why would he do this?

There was only one protective seal. If he lost it, what would he do if he encountered danger again in the future? There were already two powerful men from the Bishop's Court here, so why should he waste his only protective seal?

The bishop's back was not as straight as before, and he found an excuse to admit his defeat, "If I...if I leave, the believers hiding here will be scared. Your Highness, I'd better stay and comfort everyone. I believe you and Lord Abner will solve this matter soon."

Austin sneered, while Al was annoyed to even look at the bishop any more, so he said nothing more to him and left the church with his men.

Winster walked to his brother's side. He knew that the young man had seen a lot of ugliness and would not be affected by a cowardly priest. If he was angry, it would only be for himself.

Winster liked the way his brother cared about him. He felt sweet and warm in his heart. He wanted to hug his lover and kiss him, telling him that he didn't care about that at all and asked him not to be unhappy. But...

The young man with black eyes looked at the two unnecessary people behind him with dissatisfaction, because of them, he had to restrain his behavior.

Winster couldn't help himself, he stretched out his long arm, put his arm around his brother's shoulders, leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Don't be angry, you don't like that bishop, I'll find a chance to beat him up, okay?"

Al turned his head to look at him, and saw a gentle and doting expression on Winster's face. He glared at him and said, "You better restrain yourself." Don't let your companions notice anything unusual later.

He also took Winster's arm off his shoulder. He used to think that they had a good relationship as brothers when they were arm in arm with each other, but now that they were doing this in public, he felt guilty...

Just as he was getting some distance from Winster, Auston came up again. He also imitated Winster and put his hand on his friend's shoulder, and asked casually, "What bad thing are you two planning?"

Winster pulled his brother over and looked at His Royal Highness expressionlessly, "My secret cannot be told to you."

"Hey~ you kid!" Aston watched them walk a few steps away, he muttered, "Who wants to listen?"

His Royal Highness the Prince complained to another lone companion about Winster. Arlin was feeding the little dragon cub with dried meat, and he would make some "hmm" and "oh" sounds from time to time. It was obvious that he was not as serious about taking care of the dragon cub as he was about listening to the Prince's words. This made Auston feel like he was forcing himself on a couple again...

After checking into a few hotel rooms and resting up, Al contacted Abner, who had gone off to investigate somewhere unknown.

Looking at the background behind Abner, it was obvious that he was in the house. Al smiled and said, "Where are you slacking off?"

"What are you talking about being lazy? I just found a place to rest for a while. I didn't see the murderer at all. I suspect he knew I was coming and ran away."

Huh? Didn't you say you were about to find it last time we contacted each other? Al was too lazy to find fault with this.

"Since the murderer is hiding from you, his strength must be inferior to yours. But I am from the Vatican. I am young and look weak. I might become his target. How about I hang around the church alone tonight and see if I can lure him out."

"Huh?" Abner stood up, his expression unclear whether it was surprise or panic, "What do you mean? You, you are not already..."

Al's eyebrows curved, as if he had given someone a pleasant surprise. "Yes, I'm already in Ita City. I came all the way to help you. Are you happy?"

Abner forced a smile and said, "Well, you are still the most loyal!"

"Where are you? Shall we meet up with you and have dinner together later?"

Abner had no reason to refuse, so of course he agreed.

After the image disappeared, El stroked his chin and felt that things had become more interesting. "Do you think the murderer is his troublesome friend or relative?" Otherwise, Abner would have no reason to resist his arrival.

Winster didn't care who the murderer was, but... He rolled his eyes, then put his finger on the young man's soft lips and said ambiguously: "Brother, do you want to make a bet? I guess it's a friend, you guess a relative, whoever loses will take the initiative to kiss the other half of the magic hour, how about it?"

Al: “…” How come the well-behaved Winston, who was restrained, is becoming more and more like Samuel, whose head is full of dirty trash?

On the other side, after Abner finished communicating with the silver-haired young man, he immediately put away his smile and hurriedly contacted another person——

"Where are you now?! Forget it, no matter where you are, come quickly and take him away!"

The other party said slowly, "Why are you in such a hurry? If he wants to take revenge, let him go. Then you can tell Edgar that the murderer is not a dark type. Anyway, this kind of misunderstanding happens a lot, he will believe it."

Abner laughed, "Why should I be in such a hurry?! Alta has come to Ita City to help me find the murderer! You have to be patient, don't be so anxious!"

The other party put down the wine in his hand silently.