Chapter 154: Western Fantasy 19: Infatuation
As a noble son, Xu Rui was not originally a member of the Holy See of Light, nor was he interested in activities related to the teachings of these gods.
He couldn't explain why, but this time he begged the city lord to get him a seat, so that he could watch the coronation ceremony of the black-haired boy at the foot of the long steps.
Was his classmate going to be someone everyone could only admire from afar? He hadn't even gotten the chance to have sex with her as planned, so why was he already being struck out?
His seat was too far back, and the people who wanted to see it kept moving up. He found it boring and unwillingly disappeared into the crowd.
The elves are Lu Huai's most fanatical supporters. As members of the Holy See, even if they are in a corner, they are much better off than "outsiders" and can see all the splendor and majesty.
But he thought about the huge difference in status between him and Lu Huai after this separation.
Even though the college approved their internship leave and retained their degrees, both the Holy See and Belward knew that the student had already belonged to the Holy See of Light, and people had been sent to help clean up the original dormitory.
In the future, if he still wanted to see Lu Huai as soon as his training or mission was completed, it would be impossible.
The hope that I had originally harbored was completely extinguished by Byers' teachings before the ceremony.
The elf clenched his fists, veins popping out on the back of his hands. As Lu Huai moved further and further away from him, he sacrificed himself like a priceless treasure, and the captain's words kept replaying in his mind.
They were drinking at the time.
Biles took a mouthful of beef and a sip of wine, swallowed it, and got straight to the point:
"I know you're good friends. But even though you both belong to the Temple, you're not on the same team or in the same position."
"Everyone should do their job. To be frank, all clergymen above the bishop level are our superiors, just like I can't let Amodia come. The things they deal with and the tasks they face are different, and the gap will only grow..."
At that time, he blushed and defended himself: "No, the friendship between Lu and I will not change."
Biles raised the corner of his mouth in an asymmetrical arc and toasted him: "Friendship?"
"He might be to you, but you might not be sure about him."
Jon asked sheepishly, "Is it that obvious?"
Biles did not answer him directly, but stood up by supporting the table.
"You can eat the rest."
"Joe, people who work for God cannot have personal feelings. I hope you can understand this."
But Jon watched from afar as his beloved was pushed to the front of the stage like a flower bud about to bloom, surrounded by people from all directions.
Countless pairs of eyes with different meanings all followed the footsteps of Saint Gao Hua like nails.
Will these people really be good to Lu Huai? Will Lu Huai forget about him and just be his alter ego from now on?
Jon was extremely anxious and felt a chill in his bones.
After Lu Huai was baptized, his five senses were greatly enhanced. Almost as soon as he thought about it, he met the eyes of Qiao En below. Although that moment passed extremely quickly, his clear black eyes
The elf suddenly regretted following the system's instructions and came all the way here. At this moment, he felt that it would be better to retire and live a simple and happy life with Lu Huai.
Just one wrong step will lead to all wrong steps. If you haven’t taken that step, how can you imagine the consequences?
Now all he could do was watch Lu Huai walk up. The high-ranking Pope looked somewhat familiar, with his soft, golden, semi-long hair draped over his shoulders.
It is said that he is half elf, and his face is comparable to his, even somewhat similar.
It's just that the temperament accumulated over the years has added so much to his appearance that when Lu Huai was supported by him and held his hand to receive the gift, the harmony between the two was a bit jarring.
Jealousy drives people apart.
This made Jon feel that he would never be able to figure it out in his lifetime.
After all the trouble, it was already very late.
Lu Huai was concentrating from morning till night. Even a strong man would find it difficult to break down, let alone the fact that he was not in good health.
Naturally, he was already unable to do anything, his legs and feet were as limp as noodles, but he had to act calm and elegant so as not to disgrace his status.
If you don't personally shoulder this important responsibility, you won't know how difficult it is to make a living.
Byers, wearing silver armor, knelt on one knee with his hands clasped together, waiting to welcome him into the Church.
When he stood up, Lu Huai noticed that Byers's gaze briefly passed over his face, and then he looked into the void as if to state his purpose in a businesslike manner.
It seemed that he didn't like him very much.
"Sir, my name is Byers."
"According to orders from above, you will be taken to your next residence. Please follow me."
Lu Huai nodded gently to him, and said in a clear voice: "Thank you."
"Thank you very much."
Biles also responded politely: "You're welcome."
The captain remained silent throughout the journey, quietly leading him through the winding corridors, and finally stopped in front of a spacious and bright hall.
Lu Huai knew the identity of this man with stern eyes and eyebrows. He was Qiao En's direct superior.
It is normal to ignore or not look at him straight in the eye. After all, not everyone will bow down to a gorgeous appearance.
It's just that Byers' attitude towards him is a bit strange, not enthusiastic and even distant. Lu Huai was led by a cardinal, a priest and four nuns wearing pure white veils to take over.
The man seemed to want to confirm something. He hesitated for a moment at the junction, his eyes wandering over his body, and finally turned and left quickly.
Lu Huai was sure that he had no impression of him, so he didn't bother to think too much about it.
I just thought that it might be Jon who mentioned me.
His attention was focused on the man and woman in front of him. They were all unfamiliar faces that Lu Huai had never seen before. Their tone was obviously much more friendly than the "cold stone" in front.
The large areas of pure colors around him reminded him of the Meng residence built by Meng Jingtang, a guy with both obsessive-compulsive disorder and mysophobia.
Fortunately, this place is not only much more spacious, but also decorated with other colors, which makes everything not rigid, but presents an ancient sacredness, which conforms to the stereotype of things related to gods.
Angels in various poses are set against a backdrop of vibrant flowers. The exquisite murals incorporate bold metallic colors, creating a variety of effects under different lighting conditions.
Lu Huai thought of a dark god who was wandering around somewhere unknown. It would be difficult to control his dreams at will under the isolation of numerous magic arrays and light stones.
He didn't know whether Seno had such a grand temple and followers in the human world, nor did he know his current location.
Lu Huai warned himself not to think about asking for help from outside anymore, and even guessed that he would have to rely on himself for everything that happened next.
The space around him was larger than he had ever seen in his life. The floor seemed seamless and the furniture was spotlessly clean.
Even if he took off his luxurious suit and hung it on the hanger, it didn't look out of place.
But the environment is a thousand times better, which is not something to be thankful for for him.
Lu Huai felt like he was walking on the edge of a knife with every step he took, like a mermaid whose tail had been transformed into legs in exchange for a magic potion.
Everything around him was bright and clear, reflecting his despicable appearance. The abundant light elements in the air made it painfully difficult for him to breathe.
The muscles attached to the ear bones and coccyx were constantly surging and rolling under the impact of wave after wave of energy, and they looked different at every moment.
Lu Huai collapsed on the bed with a dazed look in his eyes. The intense pain and itchiness made him curl up like a shrimp unconsciously, and then he passed out.
But he didn't know that an uninvited guest had quietly entered his room.
——Just as he did not trust the Holy See, the Holy See did not fully agree with him.
The man was wearing clothes similar in style to his, so he was obviously not a stranger. He came here with the tacit permission of the night watchman.
With long blond hair and upturned amber eyes, he looked like a young man, but his temperament was as if he had been through many battles. Even his boots were spotless.
If he woke up, Lu Huai would definitely recognize that this was the person sitting at the highest seat in the ceremony—Pope Amodia.
As the dominance of the Temple of Light grew stronger, all the rules and regulations of the Holy See were strictly improved, and background checks were also very important.
Adhering to the principle of "nothing can sully the light of light", the screening of dark creatures becomes more and more rigorous, and when selecting newcomers, they try to choose those with clean backgrounds.
The divine bird's power was so great that no one except those holding godhood could influence its fate. Furthermore, when Amordia learned of the situation, Lance was also observing.
Just to be on the safe side, he still planned to test the waters to see if this black-haired, black-eyed human was really suitable to be Lance's agent.
As soon as he entered, he realized something was wrong. The quilt was kicked away and fell to the side. The freshly-born "Holy Son" had two pink spots on his porcelain-white cheeks, and his forehead was covered with sweat.
It can be seen that Lu Huai was ready to go to bed. He was only wearing a thin layer of undershirt. The fine material was soaked with sweat and looked a bit transparent.
At this time, she turned around again, and the tight clothes tightly fit her beautiful figure. The sideways stretching posture exposed her slender waist and plump buttocks in front of him.
The shirt was slightly open, revealing a piece of eye-catching white skin.
The scene beneath the formal attire was so agonizing it made one's mouth dry.
Only then did Lu Huai's expression relax a little, unlike before.
But after all, Amodia had been abstinent for a hundred years. He just paused, sighed, frowned, and covered him with the quilt again.
In his eyes, the boy was just a disobedient child. He was young and didn't sleep well.
He immediately took action to investigate the current situation of the human. The light magic completely enveloped the black-haired human. He sat beside the bed, closed his eyes and analyzed.
He discovered that the light energy in the black-haired human's body was indeed abundant, but it was not as good as some of the talented younger generations he had seen before.
What was the intention of the divine bird in choosing him?
He felt heat on his neck and turned his head warily.
He saw a pair of arms suddenly hugging him, and the person under him rested his chin on his shoulder, his soft body pressed against him, his chest heaving violently.
Their skin was trembling where it touched, as if they were approaching each other shyly yet boldly.
"It's so hot." The crimson lips slightly opened, as seductive as a poppy.
Looking down, you can see Lu Huai's snow-white profile and his clothes opening more with his lazy movements.
pink…
The Pope awkwardly tried to tuck him in, but the man beneath him whimpered and pushed him away, even mumbling softly, "No..."
"do not leave Me…"
The clear amber pupils suddenly shrank. After narrowing, the pupils became vertical pupils closer to those of animals. Not only did they have nothing to do with compassion, they even had a bit of wildness.
He felt that all this was abnormal, and Lu Huai's desire for warmth from him was almost crazy.
Amodia's first reaction was that he had been drugged. Rather than pursuing the murderer behind the drug, it was a wiser choice to infuse Lu Huai with pure light power to force out the drug's effects.
Unexpectedly, the result was not as expected.
Instead, Lu Huai hugged him even more eagerly, wishing he could turn into an octopus and cling to him tightly.
Amodia pushed the man away, but was turned over instead, with the black-haired human on top.
Lu Huai lay on top of him, his smooth black hair spreading out like flowing ink, intertwining with his straight golden hair.
Her two hands were weakly supported on his chest, her beautiful face was flushed with a sickly color, and she was breathing softly. I shouldn't have heard it, but it was extremely irritating.
This is an extremely immoral posture, perhaps similar to a page from a burned erotic picture book.
Horrifyingly, as if something had uncontrollably invaded his quiet world.
The air became scorching and unbearable.
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