Chapter 90
Huh? Who? ? Al suspected that he had misheard, and confirmed with Samuel, "Are you talking about the secondary god with black lips and long black nails?"
Samuel drooped his eyelids and hummed lazily.
The young man frowned: "But... didn't he die during the war of gods?" Or he saw Teacher Clemens kill him with his own eyes.
"He is indeed dead, but it is also true that there is a stench of him here."
Al moved his nose and sniffed a few times, only to smell the scent of forest grass and trees. "What's that smell?"
“The smell of mold and rot.”
Upon hearing this, Al immediately stopped sniffing and even didn't want to breathe, for fear that such a smell would really float in the air.
Samuel saw him purse his lips first, then put his hands over his mouth and nose, directly blocking half of his face. His beautiful eyes clearly expressed disgust and vigilance.
The god curled his lips, as if he saw a small animal with clean silver-white fur, which initially poked its head out of the cave and looked around, but immediately retracted it when it heard some noise.
"What should we do? Will this thing be poisonous? Will something bad happen to this village again?"
Because he was covering his mouth and nose, the young man spoke in a muffled voice, so Samuel grabbed his hand - mainly because he wanted to take the opportunity to touch him a few times.
As soon as Al began to notice His movements, Samuel let go of His hand and answered His question to divert his attention. "It's nothing serious. It just left a little bit of energy. It will completely dissipate in a day or two."
He thought about it and guessed: "It's probably something that the God of Plague often touches, but it's not here now."
Al said, "He must have been taken away by the Pope."
He didn't think much about it. Since he could pick up a staff at the bottom of the river, others might also dig out some relics of gods from the ground. There was nothing strange about it. It was just unlucky to dig up something that could harm people.
Now that they have figured out what's going on here, they should leave.
The silver-haired young man smiled and said, "Thank you for taking the initiative to tell me this."
Samuel walked alongside him, "So how are you going to repay me?"
"......?" Al was stunned for a moment, and could only ask Him, "Is there anything you want, or anything you want to do?"
Samuel glanced at the boy's soft pink lips, and suddenly hesitated when the words came to his lips. However, he had been thinking about it for several days and wanted the boy to kiss him actively...
The kiss would definitely be rejected, so Samuel could only settle for the next best thing. He raised his hand and placed the back of his hand under the young man's nose, and said in a seemingly arrogant manner: "Did you study etiquette well after the last palace banquet?"
Al immediately thought of the night when Samuel wanted him to kiss his hand, but he misunderstood it. If Winster hadn't done that to him that night, he would definitely not have reacted until now.
Al felt a little awkward. The hand-kissing ceremony in this world was a little different from what he learned in his previous life. The symbolic meaning was simpler, which was to show respect and loyalty to people of higher status.
He didn't mind the hidden meaning behind it, he just simply didn't want to kiss anyone else.
He originally wanted to play dumb and get away with it, but Al suddenly noticed Samuel's stiff expression. At first glance, he seemed as arrogant as usual, and a little impatient because he had been waiting for a few breaths. However, he did not look at his face openly as usual. Instead, he glanced at him casually, again and again - commonly known as peeking.
Al was so touched by the cuteness that he almost couldn't help laughing out loud. He suddenly overcame the hurdle in his heart and took the initiative to kiss someone for the first time. Oh, it was someone of the same sex. He could never have thought of such a thing before.
Because he was too lazy to bend down, the silver-haired young man just smiled and held the other person's hand with both hands, then brought it to his lips and kissed it lightly.
It was not a proper and rigorous hand-kissing, but it was more gentle and doting, and it seemed like the young man was happy to do this rather than being asked to do so.
In an instant, Samuel's eyes darkened. The kid just nodded lightly like that, of course he was not satisfied, but it would be strange to find fault with such a thing. The kid was so smart, he might get suspicious, so Samuel could only quit while he was ahead.
"Is this okay?"
"That's OK, I guess."
"..." Al wondered in his heart, what does it mean to count as such? What else do you want?
Wanting to skip this as soon as possible, Al didn't continue talking to Him about this matter, "Let's go."
The Lord God took two steps behind, stroked the heart that was beating abnormally again, and a joyful smile appeared at the corner of his lips - He liked this feeling of vitality.
With the flapping of their wings of light, the two quickly flew into the clouds. Al took the well-rested dragon cub out of his pocket, changed into its original size, and landed on its relatively broad back.
Because it was far away, the appearance of a demon dragon did not scare ordinary people at all.
After sitting there for a while, Samuel suddenly caught the kid's sneaky glances at him. Unable to bear the kid's hesitation, the god frowned and said, "Tell me what's the matter."
Al carefully organized his words: "Didn't you agree with Winston to come out after dinner? Will he be angry if you act like this now?"
Samuel saw through his thoughts at a glance, "You want me to leave?"
“……”The intuition system is really scary.
It's not that he doesn't want to stay with Samuel. Al just wants to treat them equally. This was clearly decided by the two of them a few days ago.
The young man blinked, this action made him look innocent, "Of course not... Oh, what a pity, if you were two separate bodies, the three of us could play together."
Samuel: “…” What the hell, are you playing with a kid?
The Lord God frowned, rubbed the young man's fair and tender cheeks angrily, and then changed Winster back.
As soon as Winster regained consciousness, he saw his brother staring at him with wide eyes, and his hands were still tightly held by his brother.
After realizing what Samuel had just done, Winston apologized hesitantly, "I'm...I'm sorry."
Al loosened his wrist, which he had just grabbed reflexively, and said with a smile, "There's nothing to apologize for." He was not angry, just a little shocked.
Having said that, he still rubbed Winster's face, and only then did he feel refreshed!
After making enough noise, Al crossed his legs, rested his elbows on his knees, and supported his face with one hand. He quietly recalled Samuel's recent behavior. It seemed that it was not an illusion. This guy was indeed becoming more and more childish.
From behind, Winster secretly glanced at his hand, the touch of his brother's cheek still lingering on his palm.
He pressed his lips against the back of his brother's hand that he had just kissed, and felt happy.
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The nearest city to Silagusan is Sphir.
The aloof knight simply saluted, "Your Highness."
The silver-haired young man smiled and said, "Good day, Yaerlin, you've worked hard on your own."
"No, His Highness' instructions are very simple. Is everything going well for you?"
"Yeah, it went well."
Al thought that since he and Raymond had been classmates for several years and had worked together for a while, Al would at least ask a few questions. However, Allin was not curious at all. This shows how perfunctory Raymond was. Doesn't he even try to make friends with others?
"By the way, Raymond is doing hard labor. We won't be seeing him for a while."
Yaerlin nodded, "Okay." He didn't care how hard his colleagues were living, or whether they were in danger. In his opinion, it was beyond reproach for people with ulterior motives to be executed by His Highness.
"Auston didn't come with you?" When they parted, he thought that guy would find it boring to travel alone and would go with the solitary Yarlin.
"We traveled together for two days, but His Royal Highness the Prince said he had other things to do, so we separated."
Yarlin didn't know that in fact, Austin felt that this knight was too calm and didn't talk much, so he left out of boredom.
After entering the room, Yaerlin took out the things that His Highness had asked him to prepare from his space ring and said, "Look, are these enough?"
The ground was piled high with flower seeds and fruit seedlings, several boxes of low-alcohol beverages of various flavors, distinctive musical instruments from all over the continent, and clothes of different styles... Nothing expensive or rare, but they were all things that the elves loved.
The gifts from the Vatican were paid with public funds. Before leaving the royal city, Bishop Edgar gave him a box of the auction finale as a birthday present, and Aunt Queen also gave him a box and asked him to pass it on to the Elf King.
Al looked at these rare races as if they were giant pandas, with a very warm and friendly attitude, so he also prepared some gifts. The Elf King had so many gifts, and these were to be distributed to ordinary elves.
"Brother is still so caring."
Even though Winster didn't like his brother taking the trouble to prepare gifts for others, it made him realize once again how good his brother was.
Al has always been praised by his younger brother, so he should have gotten used to it, but... he tilted his head. Was it an illusion? Why did it feel different?
"I'm a little thirsty. Can Winster go downstairs and bring up a pot of tea?"
Winster gladly agreed.
Without being stared at by those deep black eyes, Al finally felt at ease. How should I put it...it seemed as if the air wasn't so sticky anymore.
Yaerlin didn't notice anything. He took out a notebook and said, "This is the information I collected along the way. Should I report it to the Holy See for processing?"
Al flipped through it, and then his brows furrowed deeper and deeper. When he thought that the Holy See of Light would be under his helm in the future, and there would be so many disgusting subordinates in it... Damn, his moral obsession is about to kick in!
It was the first time that Yaerlin saw His Highness with such a serious expression.
“Pah—” The young man closed his notebook, his eyes seemed to be dancing with cold flames, “No need to report it. After we get out of Xilaigusen, we will deal with it ourselves.”
Anyway, his current position in the Vatican is second only to the emperor and above everyone else. He should make good use of such great power, so he has to select a few honest people to take up the positions.
By the way, Aunt Felicia has always been annoyed that the emperor is far away and it is difficult to govern remote areas. She also doesn't like that the Holy See is not controlled by the royal family, and some bishops clearly violate the law but cannot be punished.
He had to find a way to make each city's branch court and the City Lord's Mansion supervise and report on each other, and then he would clean out the problematic branch courts, and his aunt would clean up the City Lord's Mansion. Over time, the world would become better and better.
This is definitely not something that can be solved by simply ordering cooperation. The Holy See has always been unwilling to have anything to do with the royal family and wants to remain independent forever.
Al had a plan in mind, although it would certainly progress slowly, but... he still had a long life ahead of him and would travel often, so he might as well clean up the dirty things while traveling, as a way of thanking the world for accepting his soul, endowing him with great talents, and giving him many relatives and friends.
The world has given him so much luck, and he wants to give something back.
We also need to contact Austin and act with him. After all, in order to intimidate officials, it takes a member of the royal family to step forward.
"Brother, the water is here." Winster pushed the door open, not knowing that soon there would be another eyesore following them.
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The elves guarding the entrance to the forest suddenly looked up and saw a silver dragon getting closer and closer to them.
"Huh... It's been a long time since I saw a magic dragon." An elf exclaimed, and without hesitation raised the bow and arrow in his hand and aimed it at the dragon's most vulnerable eyes.
Her companion on the top of the tree called out to her, "Wait a minute, Elsa, I see someone up there, oh my god, it's an owned dragon, what a pity..." The elf didn't want to see the precious dragon being tamed by humans.
The light translucent wings carried him up a little, and Enoch saw clearly what those people were wearing, then he landed and told everyone, "They are from the Vatican, and they must be here to attend His Majesty's birthday."
Al had seen Sileguson from a distance before, and when he saw it again, he was still amazed - these trees were so tall!
The entire forest is filled with star-picking trees, which are at least two hundred meters tall and thirty meters in diameter, growing straight upward and lush. The elves hollow out a part of the top and live in it.
The star-picking tree is so tenacious that it can still survive even if a home is dug out inside it.
The three of them landed and were greeted by several elf guards. "The new Holy Son of the Church?"
The silver-haired young man smiled and greeted, "Yes, good day everyone, I am Elphis Lancaster, on behalf of the Holy See, I would like to present gifts and sincere blessings to the great Elf King."
"These are my two knights, Winster and Arlin."
Although he didn't like humans, the Saint was very polite, and the three of them looked like the elves, so the captain of the guard was quite friendly to the guests. "I'm Enoch, I'll lead the way for you three, please follow me."
"Okay, thank you for your help." Al fed the dragon medicine to make it smaller, put it on his shoulder, and followed the elf.
Enoch led his men away, and the other elves continued to guard the entrance.
After watching the people walk away, the elves at the entrance muttered, "I like this Holy Son!"
"Me too, he seems like a good guy, with a pure soul."
"And he's very good-looking!"
Elves are close to nature. They don't have so many complicated thoughts and don't have the experience to quickly judge whether a person is good or bad, but they have an instinct - the instinct to judge beautiful things.
If a stranger can make them feel like they have seen a flower they have never seen before, makes them let down their guard and want to look at him for a while longer, then he is most likely a good person!
After walking for a while, Enoch had already talked about several topics with the Son of God. The elf's behavior was not as polite as at the beginning, and his smile was much more sincere.
"Ah! It's you! Why are you here?!"
Following a childish voice, Al turned his head and saw a little elf girl, not even as tall as his waist, half hiding behind a tree, her round and cute face full of surprise.
Enoch raised his eyebrows, "Phoebe, do you know His Highness the Son of God?" Isn't this the first time the Son of God has come here?
Al remembered this little guy, and suddenly he had a bad temper, "I came here to collect a debt from you. You still owe me 200,000 gold coins. Have you forgotten?"
Phoebe: “!!!”QAQ
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