100: "What are you doing?"
"Xiuyi".
But Zhou Luo suddenly called out to him, "What are you doing?"
"Hey—" Esther reacted quickly and tried to slap Xiu Yi's hand away, "Mage, what are you doing!"
Lucy, with a gloomy face, picked the boy up from Xiuyi's arms.
"No, no!" The boy cried, his mind hazy and drowsy, clinging tightly to Xiuyi's neck. "Xiuyi..."
There's always a reassuring quality about Xiuyi.
The boy did not want to leave.
"Good boy." Lucy soothed him gently, pressing her lips to the boy's forehead. "Let go, I'll carry you to bed."
The boy whimpered unconsciously and released his grip on Xiuyi's neck.
"Let's leave it at that for now." Xia glanced at the boy with his eyes closed. "We went too far today."
Seven people took turns questioning him, as if he were being interrogated as a criminal.
For a boy who knew nothing, this was indeed a fright.
"So what do we do now?" Xia Ya leaned back on the sofa, crossing his long legs. "Think of a way."
Zhou Luo gently placed the person on the bed.
He turned around and replied, "What do you mean, 'what to do'?"
Lang Qing snorted coldly, his tone dripping with sarcasm: "Do you really think we can defeat him?"
The side hall fell silent for a moment.
The succubus also fell silent, unusually quiet, lost in thought.
"He hasn't shown up yet." Xiu Yi was still holding the boy in his arms.
The young man's fingertips were still caressing back and forth, as if savoring the warmth of the boy's skin.
“We still can’t beat him.” Esther’s arrogance waned. “With his strength…”
There's no need to say anything more.
If the Father God were to appear, the seven of them would be utterly powerless to resist.
"Let's take it one step at a time," Zhou Luo said coldly. "If we really start fighting..."
“Let’s fight,” Xia Ya replied.
Let's see who can defeat whom.
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"Your Excellency, Holy Son."
The servant knelt on the ground and read from the long document in his hand, “There are eleven days left until the admonition ceremony.”
"Next, you will need to go to the Spirit Clan. Three days later, we will begin formal preparations for the admonition ceremony."
"Hmm." Huaiyan responded lazily, sipping his porridge half-heartedly under the watchful gaze of the great mage.
“There is still an hour and a half before the prayer time,” the servant said tremblingly. “After the prayer, you will need to participate in a procession through the streets and receive worship.”
Because of the sudden arrival of the Father God yesterday, the continent of Seer is now in an uproar.
A procession is essential.
After the report was completed, the servant was dismissed by Xiuyi.
"Your Excellency, Holy Son," Xiu Yi said with a slight smile, "Go and change your clothes."
Huaiyan paused, her eyelashes trembling, and whispered, "...Mm."
Since that incident, Huaiyan has become afraid of Xiuyi.
When the boy faced the great magician again, the reliance he once had on him was gone.
Perhaps from the moment Xiuyi tricked him into going to the side hall, the trust that had been so hard to build was lost.
It had already collapsed.
“You’re afraid.” Xiu Yi stood up and suddenly spoke, “Your Excellency, Holy Son.”
The boy immediately took a few steps back, turning his head away and refusing to look at Xiuyi.
After a long while, he finally raised his eyes and looked directly into the young man's eyes.
"Shouldn't we be afraid?" the boy asked softly, his eyes filled with fragmented, flickering golden light.
They tricked him into going to a side hall, where seven people took turns attacking him.
If you didn't know better, you'd think they were treating a criminal.
Huai Yan was completely unaware of this, without him noticing.
Seven seemingly unrelated people came together so quickly.
So, was it a spur-of-the-moment decision, or was it premeditated?
Huaiyan had no way of knowing, and even now, she was terrified to see these seven people.
"Your Excellency, Holy Son."
Xiuyi's expression froze, and he explained urgently, "We just..."
I'm just afraid that he'll be taken away by the Father God.
"But what?" The boy's voice trembled with a hint of tears. "Even you lied to me."
He even developed disloyalty towards his most loyal guards and the archmage.
Although this change of heart is not a betrayal.
In Huaiyan's original plan, Xiuyi and the guards were the last to be tricked away by Baili.
I didn't expect that I wouldn't need to pay any gifts.
“I’m not lying to you. The situation was urgent, and I had no choice but to do it.” Xiu Yi’s speech suddenly quickened.
The great mage had never been so flustered and rude.
He always presented himself to outsiders as a gentle and refined gentleman.
"Please don't be angry, okay?" Xiu Yi moved closer to the boy, gripping his wrist tightly, and said, "At that time, I really couldn't think of any other way..."
They learned that the Father God might have taken a liking to the Holy Son.
Hugh Yi admitted that he was terrified at that moment.
The five race leaders and their guards were no better off than him.
They only found out at the very end.
The boy used the same approach with all seven of them.
Playing hard to get.
I know perfectly well what these hypocritical people are really thinking.
But they neither refused nor made any response.
Once the other person gets close, the boy will retreat to a safe distance.
To bewitch people.
At that time, Xiuyi felt both resentment and itch, but there was nothing he could do.
What can he do to the boy?
At this moment, Huaiyan didn't want to hear Xiuyi explain anything more.
In his mind, Xiuyi had already been labeled as unsafe.
This great magician is in cahoots with the other six.
Huaiyan abandoned Xiuyi and hurried to the bedroom to change his clothes, and then rushed to the temple to pray.
However, as expected, God the Father did not appear during the prayer.
“How strange.” The boy knelt on the ground and said to 073, “I thought, what happened yesterday…”
The Father will definitely come to find him.
Even after the prayers were almost finished, the man still didn't react.
"Maybe they just didn't see it?" 073 speculated, his voice full of relief. "It's better that they didn't see it."
Otherwise, Huaiyan would naturally be punished.
Deep down, the boy always felt uneasy.
He stood up, patted his robes, and said, "I hope so."
But as it turns out, there aren't that many lucky breaks in the world.
After finishing his prayers, Huaiyan boarded a carriage and went on a tour, following the established procedures.
I originally thought it was just a small event.
But when the carriage reached the square in the center of the street, Huaiyan was stunned by the sight before him.
The square in the center of the street is very large, roughly estimated to be able to hold 60,000 to 70,000 people.
Now, the square is packed with people, and the surrounding area is filled with a cacophony of cheers that rise in waves.
The crowd even made way for the carriage.
"Your Excellency, Holy Son!"
"Look! That's your carriage!"
"His Holiness the Holy Son! His Holiness the Holy Son has arrived!"
"His Holiness the Holy Son has begun his tour!"
"Your Excellency! Please look this way!"
Countless voices rang in the boy's ears at once, lingering for a long time.
Huaiyan sat in the carriage, lifted the curtain, looked out, and responded to the cheers of the crowd.
"Their faith in the Holy Son is so strong." The boy said to 073 in shock, "This is the first time I've ever seen anything like this."
Back in the interstellar federation, the boy was well protected by his family and older brother.
Huaiyan had only ever seen such a grand occasion in videos about her brother.
Many years have passed in the blink of an eye.
But something was wrong. Huaiyan waited for a minute but didn't hear a reply from 073.
strangeness.
Normally, no matter what Huaiyan says, 073 will respond immediately.
"073!?" Huai Yan frowned, his handsome brows furrowing. "Can you hear me?"
There has still been no response.
Huai Yan immediately sensed something was wrong.
He quickly lowered the carriage curtains and sat up straight.
Usually, it is the Father God who appears at such times.
Sure enough, not long after, the boy suddenly heard a soft laugh.
Then, the seat next to me sank down.
A man suddenly appeared beside the boy.
"Baby."
The Father God smiled with pleasure, but his voice sounded somewhat cold, "So cautious."
The tone is inappropriate.
The boy had a bad feeling.
He knew that the man must have seen the scene in the side hall yesterday.
“Father, Father God…” The boy leaned against the man’s chest and reported honestly, “I am on a pilgrimage.”
That means...
It's not appropriate to do that kind of thing in a carriage.
"Baby."
The man's voice suddenly turned cold, his face grim, and he said forcefully, "Are you disobeying me?"
They dared to refuse openly and honestly.
Normally, the Father would certainly indulge his little believers.
But then, that kind of thing happened yesterday.
Facing those seven people, the boy was small and helpless, but he did not show the slightest resistance.
She fell asleep peacefully in the great mage's arms.
But so far, the man has done nothing.
The boy immediately refused.
The man's temper burned fiercely.
"No...no..." The boy trembled, then hugged the man's waist pleadingly, "You, you can do anything..."
Realizing the man was angry, Huaiyan didn't care about anything else for a moment.
Even inside the carriage, one could be heard or seen by the crowd outside.
……wrong.
Thinking of this, Huaiyan felt a little relieved.
Last time in the temple, the Father God opened a transparent thin wall to separate the two from the crowd.
This time, it will probably be the same, right?
"What are you thinking about?"
His chin was gripped tightly, and the man's voice was cold and deep, "Hmm?"
The boy shook his head abruptly and took the initiative to kiss the man's lips.
He was the first to apologize in a soft voice: "I'm sorry...I...I was wrong..."
The boy's tears came suddenly, his voice was broken and intermittent, and he looked particularly sincere.
However, the man was not as soft-hearted as the boy had expected.
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