The beautiful boy who was reborn in the dark world of women

White moths gathered like a tide, and their scales and wings fluttered, transforming into the shape of a woman.

It's Fleur...

Since being reborn by the Earth Mother's ritual, Frey has maintained a girlish appearance similar to Lor.

For some reason, Lor did not show any joy of meeting an old friend. Instead, she frowned slightly, and her bright eyes revealed a hint of indifference and vigilance.

"Lor, I'm here to take you away..."

As soon as Frey appeared, she flew to the desk eagerly and looked at Lor behind the desk. She was stunned for a moment.

Lor's dress style was different from usual, he wore a blood-red nightgown with a bold and revealing style.

The hem of the skirt was the same as the previous maid outfit, barely covering the thighs, leaving the snow-white, slender legs exposed to the air.

More importantly, although the boy's appearance is still pretty, there is a strange mature charm between his eyebrows.

If Lor was extremely beautiful in her conservative nun uniform, then Lor, who was now wearing a blood-red nightgown, revealed a mature and lazy charm in her every move, which made Frey feel a strong sense of contrast.

"Sister Frey."

Luo Er Jieyu trembled slightly, lowered her brows, and spoke sweetly.

"Thank you so much for coming to rescue me."

Fulei came back to her senses and realized that she had lost her mind at this moment, and her pretty face turned slightly red.

"I have led the Archduke away. Let us go quickly."

As she said that, she came over and tried to hold Lor's hand. Lor subconsciously wanted to dodge, but Fulei was faster and held the soft and boneless hand before he could react.

Lor felt a little unhappy and resistant in his heart, but he still spoke timidly on the surface.

"Sister Fulei, thank you for coming to save me, but this is the Palace of Thorns. I can't run away. You'd better leave quickly."

"Don't be afraid, Lor, I brought you this..."

Frey did not notice Lor's abnormality. She took out a folded gauze dress from her arms. After opening it, she found that it was a translucent white cloak.

It is painted with bird-wing-like patterns, but its shape is like a pair of moth's scaly wings. The material is delicate and soft, but there is no sign of hand-cutting.

Fleur said with considerable pride.

"Lord, this is a moth-wing cloak that can only be woven by an adult moth. I have been weaving it for some time, and I have woven it very well."

"Is this the moth-wing cloak..."

Lor looked at the translucent white cloak with great curiosity. It was indeed as thin as a cicada's wing, and it would probably not be easily noticed even if it was worn on the body.

"This is a skill created by Moth Mother Lianna. It can help you break free from all constraints."

Frey spread out the cloak with both hands, as if she wanted to help Lor put it on, but when she saw the nightgown Lor was wearing, she paused for a moment and said embarrassedly.

"Lor, you have to take off what you are wearing first..."

Hearing this, Luo Er's pretty face flushed. He had not worn any underwear in the Thorn Palace during this period of time. Taking it off would be the same as...

"Promise her."

Miss Yasha’s hoarse voice echoed in my mind.

Lor was slightly startled, her pretty face flushed, and she looked at Frey shyly with her watery eyes, then turned away.

Fulei only felt that the boy's eyes revealed a variety of charm, which made her breathing quicken a little.

Before she could recover from the shock, she saw Lor with his back to her, his blood-red nightgown slowly slipping off.

"Gulu——"

Fulei swallowed a big mouthful of saliva, her eyes fixed on the smooth snow-white back, her gaze constantly wandering to the spine hidden beneath the skin.

Going down until it was about to touch the private parts, she suddenly came to her senses, blushed, and quickly looked away.

Frey tiptoed closer, as if afraid of disturbing the beauty in front of her, and slowly put the cloak in her hand on Lor.

The hazy fragrance entered Fulei's nose, making her feel as if she was flying in high school.

The warm sunlight shines on my body, and a warm current flows through my body. All worries and sorrows are forgotten at this moment, and I just want to feel the breath of my lover forever.

The breath of the god of love Amor? !

Fleur opened her eyes slightly.

Just now, I seemed to have returned to the moment when I was cut by the arrow of Cupid, a state that seemed to be in eternity.

But how is this possible! Luo Er is clearly just a mortal...

Lor only felt as if there was an extra layer of thin feathers on his body, and his body became extremely light, as if he could break free from the pull of the earth's core as long as he jumped up lightly.

So I tried to take a step forward.

The surrounding scenery was rapidly passing by behind me, and my body was moving forward uncontrollably, as if it had merged into the wind and was carried by it.

When he came to his senses, he was already standing ten meters away, looking back at Fulei who was standing there staring at him in a daze.

Amazing……

Lor couldn't help but touch the cloak on his body. It was so thin and delicate that it was hard to imagine how such a piece of clothing could be woven and cut.

Seeing that Lor was testing the cloak, Frey temporarily suppressed the thoughts in her mind, flapped her wings and chased after him, landing behind Lor.

"With the moth-wing cloak, you can blend into the moth swarm for a short time, and we can fly away from here together."

It was at this moment that tiny sounds began to emanate from all over the underground palace. It was the sound of thorns growing and spreading on the walls.

Fulei's face changed and she spoke hastily.

"Hurry up, Grand Duke Jizui is coming back soon."

The last defeat was still fresh in his mind. He was no match for Ilandani at all. If he let her come back here, he might even have trouble escaping.

Frey wanted to take Lor's hand and fly away with him, but this time she failed.

The young man, wearing the cloak she had given him, nimbly dodged her hand and stood not far away, watching her quietly.

"After we leave, where will we escape to?"

"Lord, time is running out!"

Fleur said anxiously.

"We can go to the Theocracy. If you want, I can also take you to the Holy Mountain of Utklasir, the promised land of Mother Earth.

Even the Grand Duke would never dare to invade the Holy Mountain, as that would mean an all-out war with the Theocracy."

"Thank you, Sister Frey, you have thought so much about me, but I think I have found my home..."

Lor's smile was as beautiful as a flower, still breathtakingly beautiful, but her eyes were cold.

Only then did Frey finally realize that something was wrong with Lor, but it seemed too late.

"Lor, what's wrong with you? Are you...hypnotized?!"

"I can't let you ruin my good thing."

A hoarse female voice sounded with a hint of sarcasm.

"呲-"

A pitch-black spear pierced out from the shadow above her head. This time, Frey was unable to react and was instantly pierced through the chest.

An ominous black mist filled the spear, which pierced through her body while suppressing the regeneration of the moths, and even froze the shadow under Frey's feet.

Lor didn't care, as if the person falling in front of him was just a stranger. He turned around and walked towards the depths of the underground palace with lifeless eyes. Behind him, Frey knelt weakly on the ground.

From a perspective that Fulei couldn't see.

A woman with long, jet-black hair floated illusively behind Lor, hugging the boy affectionately.

While covering Lor's eyes with both hands, she leaned over and whispered softly in Lor's ear.

"Yes, that's right. Soon we will be reunited in the abyss and enjoy eternal bliss..."