Crimson Servant

John stood in front of the temple door and looked up at this not-so-high temple. There was no emblem of the Eight Holy Spirits, which meant that the mainstream faith of the city federation was not enshrined here. He turned his head and looked at Francis, who was calm and composed beside him. The elf had taken off his hood when facing the nun just now. John could clearly see the somewhat timid cleric shaking his shoulders, as if he had committed a crime. He kept bowing and apologizing no matter what his fault was.

After a brief conversation, John learned that the nun had mistaken the two men for residents who had been pranked by naughty children and asked for explanations. Francis's face made the nun regard him as a big shot and trouble. big trouble.

"We are looking for Inlucian." Francis said, his tone was calm, at least John did not hear any displeasure. But the prejudice against elves seemed to have taken root in Sister Kelsi's heart, and she rushed to the back room as quickly as she received an order.

The two were left at the door, with John frowning and Francis still looking cold. This was his habitual expression, but it also fit perfectly with other races' prejudice against the arrogance of elves.

"Your friend is a priest?"

Francis raised his hand to hold his chin, as if in deep thought, and answered after a few seconds: "That's right."

That’s it, right? ! John did not expect Francis to speak like this, and he couldn't help roaring in his heart. They rushed to the Northland non-stop and came to this remote place where there was no shit. Along the way, John wanted Francis to reveal some relevant information about his future teammates more than once, but Francis always used "you will always see it" to prevaricate him. .

I'll see it anyway. Why can't you tell me in advance? The frustrated magician kept losing his impression of teammates he had never met before.

Francis also sensed John's negative emotions at this time and said, "You should trust my level of making friends. My friends will not let you down."

The elf smiled, with a hint of pride in his smile.

John said: "You have never talked much about your friends with me, or even anything about you. The last person you called a friend in your mouth was Barnes. Your friendship seems to be one-sided. Xiang, he even called you a brutal executioner!"

There was no obvious change in Francis' expression.

"Did Barnes disappoint you?"

John chose silence.

At this time, the closed door opened. Sister Kelsi shook her body again when she saw the two people, as if she noticed the chill outside the door.

"Please come in, two guests, Mr. Lucian is in the hall."

The nun led the two of them forward, and John observed the decoration inside the temple. The walls and furniture were a bit old, and it seemed that the situation here seemed to be quite tight. Sister Kelsi said boldly before opening the door.

"Children are very fond of kind and humorous people like Mr. Lucian, and I, too, so, you are welcome to visit, friends of Mr. Lucian. However, the children are shy, so please be tolerant."

After saying that, the nun's whole body was like a soft-footed shrimp clinging to the open door.

John didn't pay attention to the nun's embarrassment because he was already shocked by the scene in the room.

It was a weirdo who used magic tricks to package himself as a court jester. Under the chaotic light interference, Lucian's face looked like an abstract colorful oil painting.

Illusion, because Lucian is an illusionist, and his illusions can even affect his brain that has been strengthened by crimson and psychic energy.

At this time he was standing among a group of children, and from the layout of the room, John and Frances could tell that this was a birthday party. Lucian put the children into the illusory space he created, decorating their shabby reality with magic and fantasy.

Before John could open his mouth, Lucian had the upper hand.

"Prince Draft!"

He put one hand on his chest and introduced like a solemn announcer.

"Today is the seventh birthday of Her Royal Highness Princess Ashley, because the beauty of our Highness the Princess has grown one year older, so! Princes from all over the world are coming in droves, trying to make future vows with Her Highness Ashley. Today, let Let us witness together, which prince can win the heart of His Highness Ashley!"

The children got the order at once. They divided into two groups, just like the guards making way for a passage. A little girl packaged as the protagonist by the illusion stood in the middle of the road, covering her mouth in surprise.

"So, first of all..."

As Lucian's quickly released magic struck John and Francis, they found that their clothes had changed and turned into luxurious and extravagant looks.

Francis was crowned with elven laurels and wore a silk gown embellished with emerald stones and silver chains. His long hair was braided into a bun, and his already handsome face looked even more elegant after dressing up, with a green magic halo floating around him.

John put on a golden crown and knight's armor, with a weightless gemstone sword attached to his right hand. The mighty cloak behind his back moved automatically without wind, causing countless boys to exclaim. Wiltis's evil chain seemed to sense the magic applied to him, and Xuehong squirmed dissatisfied. With the blessing of illusion, what the children saw was that John frowned and his bright silver armor instantly turned red, becoming wild and domineering.

"He can also change color!" the children collectively exclaimed.

Lucien added the settings of the princes in the exclamation.

"This is the elf prince Frannis Greenleaf! He came all the way across the sea from the distant land of trees just to wish Princess Ashley her birthday. Let's take a look at this elf who is proficient in poetry, music, and martial arts. What method will the prince use to win the heart of His Highness Ashley?"

Intimidated by the expectant looks of the children, Frances slowly walked forward and knelt down on one knee in front of Ashley. He glanced sideways at Inlucian, who was all smiles, and then turned to the little girl, whose face was red and showing shyness.

"Happy birthday to you, Her Royal Highness Princess Ashley."

There were no more actions, in fact it was just a simple blessing, and Ashley felt like she would faint at any time.

"Didn't His Highness bring a birthday gift?" Lucian reminded him from the side.

Francis responded quickly, but he didn't bring anything suitable. So Francis took off the two scimitars from his waist. The children exclaimed at the exquisite craftsmanship and inscriptions.

"The gift I offer is my promise, Your Highness, I will use my powerful weapons and unparalleled martial arts to protect you."

"Okay, barely qualified." Lucien became even more annoying in John's eyes.

The little girl Ashley took advantage of the Dark Elf's gift. She held the hem of her skirt with both hands and bowed to Francis in return, with a smile and a thank you.

"Thank you, Fran...Prince Greenleaf."

Because Lucian's torture is not over yet, next, it's John's turn. After the salute, Francis stood aside and looked at John with a smile. His lips moved slightly and silently said "cooperate".

John could only accept the fact that he had become involved in a dramatic performance.

"Then you are..." The illusionist began to use up his brain cells to think.

"Carl Demiras." The magician resisted this awkward fake dress with all his body, but Mariana's interest education made John calm down and devote himself to his performance. He immediately concentrated on imagining his identity, and soon simulated a familiar person.

"From Ephessa. I am the prince of Ephessa. Not long ago, the righteous me completed a great adventure, slayed the evil red dragon, and suppressed the rebellious army. Now, I have achieved success, but I I still feel an emptiness that I can’t let go of.”

The warlock clutched his chest and slowly walked towards Ashley.

"My heart lacks a beautiful lady, a lady as beautiful as you, Your Highness, Princess."

"Happy birthday, Your Highness."

The warlock took out a silver coin, a universal silver coin recognized by the city federation.

"This is my gift, a silver coin that shines like your beauty."

The children, speechless with amazement, have learned in their lives what Sister Kelsey's real headaches are. And a silver coin is a huge wealth in the eyes of children. Gold coins are too expensive for a child, while silver coins are not as precious as gold coins, but they are not cheaper than copper coins. They are just right as a birthday gift.

A suitable and tempting gift.

Ashley did hesitate for a few seconds. She subconsciously looked for Sister Kelsi, but the search failed. She could only turn her eyes for help to the only adult, Inlucian.

The illusionist touched her head and said softly: "Today you are a princess, Ashley, you can make your own choices."

Ashley looked back at Prince Carl and his silver coins, clasping her hands in front of her chest.

"His Royal Highness Prince Carl, thank you very much for your gift."

The little girl then put her hands on her hips and said angrily: "But I haven't accepted His Royal Highness yet, so I can't ask for gifts."

John nodded and stood aside like Francis.

The innocent nature of children is guided by Lucian, and they will inevitably pursue fairy tales instead of gold and silver. They are too realistic and ignore their spiritual feelings.

John felt a little annoyed. It must be that Carl's code of conduct affected his judgment.

Francis teased from the side: "You don't have to be so serious, John, you don't need to win the favor of all the girls in the world. Moreover, we are just the icing on the cake, because Lucian will prepare a real gift for her."

Not long after, the door was knocked again.

John's heart skipped a beat.

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