Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

Jinchen promised the angry senior Dobit that he would not be too far away, and it would be convenient for him to rush over and capture Elijah in time. So he took Leso to play in the center of the square almost the whole afternoon.

As a native of this continent, Leiso had seen even less of many things than Jinchen. He only came into contact with them gradually after entering college.

It was great to be at Vespa, Leso thought, and it was even better to meet good friends.

Leiso tasted the wonderful flavors of wine on display at the food club's stall, and felt more relaxed than ever as he savored the sweet taste.

"Don't drink this..." Jin Chen failed to stop him in time, and watched worriedly as Leso drank a mouthful of wine from the purple cup. "This should taste like wild mushrooms, very strange."

"No, I think it's okay." Leso smacked his lips twice, glanced at the senior schoolmate from the middle school department who was busy receiving other guests, stood on tiptoe and whispered in Jinchen's ear.

"That's what swamp water snakes taste like, and wild mushrooms grow there, too. It seems like this is the flavor of the swamp."

Jinchen: "..."

Disrespect and disrespect.

"How could I forget that you are a master of magical taste tasting." Jinchen handed another glass of wine to the person next to him.

Hearing this, Leso's eyes curved up, and he looked up at him, his voice a little excited, "Are you praising me?"

Leso was quite drunk and felt light-headed after drinking it, with his red eyes becoming even wetter.

Jinchen lowered his eyes and looked at the boy's red skin at the corners of his eyes. He rubbed it unconsciously with his fingertips holding the wine glass. He was afraid that Leso would get angry on the spot, so he didn't touch him directly.

He smiled and said, "Yes, Master Leso is the potion master with the most experience in tasting."

In fact, Leso really likes to be praised.

The slightly dizzy Leso liked it even more, and he didn't hide his needs.

He had a tense face and stared at Jinchen with his red eyes, thinking for several seconds what was wrong with this compliment.

"No," Leso whispered, taking the cup from Jinchen's hand and putting his hand into his hat, pressing it against his head.

"Whenever you praise me, you always pat my head."

Jinchen paused and asked, "Doesn't Leso hate being patted on the head?"

Every time Leso's reaction was quite big, and he thought he was just trying to appease him.

The still dizzy boy hummed and nodded seriously: "It's just that sometimes I feel... a little hot, I like it very much."

As he said this, the tips of Leso's ears and neck, which were hidden under his hood, turned visibly red.

Jinchen was touched by cuteness at first, but then he noticed that the red color was beginning to become abnormal. He frowned and reached out to touch it, but it was very hot.

"Oh, it's so cold!"

The hand with the right temperature made Laiso feel like being touched by ice. He shrank his neck unconsciously, wrinkled his nose and asked Jinchen.

"what."

Jinchen saw with his own eyes the fangs that showed when Leso was dissatisfied.

He quickly took two steps to the corner with his men, full of doubts: "Your teeth have become longer."

"I……"

Letho finally felt the presence of fangs.

He took a deep breath, slowly and in astonishment reached out and touched it, then looked down at his elongated black nails.

Leso quickly hid himself in his cloak. The dizziness was driven away by the shock. He said in a muffled voice: "Don't look..."

But Jinchen not only wanted to watch, he also hugged Leso tightly.

"Why did it become like this? Do you feel uncomfortable?"

Seeing that Leso didn't respond, Jinchen lifted his chin and looked at him carefully, pressing his fingertips on his burning lips, gently but dangerously.

"Open your mouth."

Leso was chilled by his hand again and opened his mouth pitifully.

Only two fangs grew out, like the fangs of a devil, but they didn't look scary on Leso's face.

Jinchen's finger was suddenly bitten. He looked up at Leso. The boy bit his fingertip and rubbed his teeth. He said incoherently, "... Good teeth. The cloth should come in."

"You didn't even give me the chance to take it away." Jinchen said, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

Leso: “…”

He reluctantly released his fingertips and stared at Jinchen blankly, "Aren't you afraid?"

"How cute." Jin Chen smiled and pinched his face, "As long as you don't feel uncomfortable."

"A little uncomfortable." Leso said, and moved behind Jinchen to avoid the sun. He had been outside in the sun for almost half a day.

"The day of the dragon flight is coming soon, and I will feel uncomfortable."

Jinchen thought about the original plot setting and then he suddenly realized it.

There are many races living in Western Europe. Among them, the dragons will collectively fly across half of the continent to escape the heat when the sun is at its highest every year. The combination of dragon energy and the sun is the most unfavorable time for dark magicians.

But Jinchen didn't expect that the dark magician would have a physical body.

Thinking of this, Jinchen's heart sank and he couldn't help but think about it more.

Not only him, but perhaps Leso had never seen any other dark magician who would think that the devil's form was normal.

But what if other magicians don’t know how to do it?

Keeping this doubt deep in his heart, Jinchen decided not to tell Leso about this matter and wait until he finds a control group.

"Let's go inside and rest. Are you still able to walk?" Jinchen asked.

Leso blinked very lightly.

He had endured many of the previous days when the dragons flew by himself. His younger brother Ryan was a light magician and was young, so he couldn't understand his pain.

Of course, Leso still had the strength. In fact, if he wanted to, except for the brief moment of visibility, he could disguise himself to be almost no different from an ordinary person.

But there is one thing Leso doesn't want to do now.

He suddenly raised his face, grabbed Jinchen's sleeve, and lied, "I have no strength left, Jinchen."

Jinchen picked up Leso and walked towards the cafe in the square with steady steps. Two elves were welcoming customers. They watched them come over and imitated the princess-carrying posture in a funny way.

"Oh! So cute." The two elves exclaimed in unison, face to face.

Leso felt inexplicably shy and hid his face in Jinchen's arms.

[The villain's heart rate is detected +10, totaling 30! 】

Leso's way of dealing with the manifestation was very clever. After Jinchen helped him block the sight of other people, he took out several bottles of magic potions of different colors from his magic bag and drank them all in one gulp.

Letho shuddered, and his fangs and black nails gradually retracted, as well as the two small horns on top of his head.

"This is the effect of transfiguration." Leso took a sip of coffee, "But others shouldn't be able to see it. It will be fine after the Swarm Flying Day is over."

Jinchen nodded, and to be on the safe side, he placed a few more transformation spells on Leso.

Leso became clean and beautiful again. She was so happy about what happened just now that she couldn't help but give Jinchen a soft smile with pure trust in her eyes.

"you are so kind to me."

Jinchen's eyes softened, and he held Leso's face with both hands and rubbed it, "Well, it's only for your own good."

He touched Leso's head again.

Leso thought about what he said after drinking too much and lowered his head with a blush.