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

【Holy City Hyperion】

The largest base of the Church of the Sole Goddess in the Principality of Thorns.

The holy city is lined with small buildings with creamy white walls and red domes. The streets are well planned and horse-drawn carriages pass by from time to time.

Pilgrims walked on the road, and flocks of white birds flew across the sky.

In the magnificent church with a purple dome, Weiya was sitting at a desk flipping through a book, still wearing her pair of gold-rimmed glasses with a stern and solemn look.

The books on the desk were neatly arranged, but there was a white earthenware jar placed on the edge, which looked quite abrupt, and something was wriggling inside the jar.

"嘤——"

A short and sharp sound came from the jar, and a purple tentacle stretched out.

Wei Ya frowned, pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on her nose with her hand, and turned her head to look at the window on the side.

A breeze blew in gently, and the purple tentacles made two "whimpering" sounds again. A figure wearing a hooded linen robe appeared by the window.

"Child, this is the holy city of Hyperion."

Wei Ya spoke calmly, without showing any fear.

"No matter who you are, this is not a place where you can act wild."

The creature in the jar seemed very excited. Several tentacles had spontaneously crawled out of the jar, like an octopus with its body hidden in the jar.

The longest tentacle was crawling down the desk little by little, stealthily approaching the direction of the mysterious visitor.

"Vice President Wei Ya, long time no see."

A familiar voice came from under the hood, causing Wei Ya to raise her eyes in surprise.

Sure enough, the mysterious visitor lifted his hood, revealing a beautiful face underneath.

Earlier, Lohr had visited the Monastery of St. Liana in the suburbs.

From a nun she knew, she learned that Vice-Abbess Weiya had been promoted to bishop, and was currently accompanying the Saint in governing the diocese in Hyperia.

"Mothwing Cloak...Frey actually managed to rescue you, but where is she?"

But soon, Wei Ya's face darkened as if she had thought of something.

"You knew Sister Fulei would come to rescue me?"

Lore inquired.

“When Fulei wanted to take the arrow from me, I knew what she was thinking and I tried to persuade her. I shouldn’t have agreed to her… and now she’s not coming back with you.

Did he die at the hands of the Grand Duke Ji Zui?"

Wei Ya's voice became very cold, and Lor could hear the anger contained in it, a large part of which was directed at him.

Wei Ya had a special feeling for her sister Frey. If Frey really died because of her, she would most likely be the target of the anger.

"Sister Frey did go to save me..." Lor paused, stretched out his hand and showed Viya what he was holding.

Wei Ya's eyes fixed on the golden amber in Lor's hand and she remained silent for a long time.

At this time, the purple tentacle that sneaked out was crawling on the ground and was approaching Lor.

The clay jar doesn't look big, but the tentacles extend from the table all the way to Lor's feet, and they still haven't completely crawled out of the jar. It's very confusing how big the space is inside the jar.

After the purple tentacles approached Lor, they stood up like a snake, and then pounced.

Lor was caught off guard and felt a chill on his thigh under his robe, and something sticky wrapped around it.

Due to nervousness, the golden amber in his hand fell, but fortunately it was caught by Wei Ya.

"This is……"

Only then did Lor notice the tentacles crawling on the ground. Weiya took the golden amber and finally spoke, but just sighed.

He leaned over, grabbed a piece of the tentacle on the ground, and threw it behind him.

"Paji——"

The purple tentacle was pulled away from Lor's thigh, drew an arc in the air, and fell back into the earthen jar.

"Hey!"

A protesting sound came from the jar, but neither Lor nor Weiya paid any attention to it.

"The power of the god of love is so strange."

Wei Ya looked at the golden amber in her hand and naturally felt the breath of Frey's life contained in it. The expression on her face eased a little.

"So, the arrow is in you too?"

"In fact, the arrow turned into a beam of light and flowed into my body." Lor spoke hesitantly.

On the one hand, this arrow is a relic of the evil god, and on the other hand, it was sealed by the Mother Goddess Church. Strictly speaking, the church has the right to recover it.

For the first time, a look of shock appeared on Weiya's serious and indifferent face. She looked at Lor's face, which was not made up but became more and more beautiful and attractive, and took a breath.

"Amor's arrow actually chose you..."

"Vice Dean Wei Ya, you said the arrow chose me?" Lor asked with some confusion.

“The god of love, Amor, fell silent many years ago, but the twelve arrows that carry his divinity are still active in this world.

They will actively choose a compatible master and spread the divinity of the god of love through the master. "

Wei Ya hesitated for a moment and added.

"The god of love is not kind. The host of the arrow is destined to stir up disputes in the world. Legend has it that Sleeping Beauty is the host of the arrow of love."

Sleeping Beauty refers to the last princess of the Aslan Empire who has been lost in history.

The real reason for the fall of the Aslan Empire has been buried in history, and the only thing that has been passed down is the story of the last princess Sleeping Beauty.

Legend has it that the princess's beauty transcends gender, and both men and women are attracted to her, and even gods stop to notice her.

But on the night of her sixteenth birthday, she was cut by a sharp weapon of unknown origin and fell into a long sleep.

Even the sounds that could wake the dead could not wake her.

The most powerful wizard in the empire predicted that only a lover's kiss could awaken the sleeping princess.

The princess from a foreign country deeply loved Sleeping Beauty, but her proposal was rejected by her mother, the queen of the Aslan Empire at that time.

The reason is very simple, you are all women.

So the foreign princess returned to her country, and after ascending the throne, she made a comeback with thousands of troops.

Sadly, the story ends here.

No one knows the outcome of this war for love, and no one knows whether Sleeping Beauty finally wakes up.

This story is widely circulated. The princess whose beauty disregards gender and the queen who started a war for love are largely the root causes of the prevalence of women's love in the Rose Continent.

Lor had naturally heard this story, but the Aslan Empire mentioned in the story was at least hundreds of years ago or even earlier.

Now standing on the site of the Aslan Empire is the Kingdom of Snakes, a country that worships the immortal snake Ouroboros.

"...Will it stir up strife in the world?" Lor murmured, but if he found a place to live in seclusion, wouldn't he almost never get involved in any disputes?

As if she had guessed what Lor was thinking, Weiya sighed.

“Any story about gods is metaphorical, just like understanding a secret book, you have to look beyond the surface to understand the inner meaning.

Unfortunately, the end of this story has been lost, and we have no way of analyzing it further.”

"But I haven't heard of the rumor that the Arrow of the God of Love has recognized its master in a long, long time..."

Lor was also a little disappointed. In the end, he only got some stories and legends about arrows. He thought about it and asked.

"Is there any way to get the arrow out of the body?"

Via shook her head.

"The owner of the arrow can manipulate the divine power to conjure up the arrow, but this cannot sever your connection with the arrow."

"What about the reincarnation ceremony?"

"That won't work either. The divinity of the God of Love has merged with the divinity that is budding in you."

Lor couldn't help but feel a little headache. He raised his hand and gently pressed his temple. Just as he was about to say something, the thorn patterns on his neck suddenly lit up.

"hiss--"

Lor covered his neck and staggered back a step. Weiya's face became serious again, and her eyes fell on Lor's neck, which was mostly covered by his collar.

There, a faint line of thorns glowed with a red glow.

"You have a mark left by the Grand Duke on your body, and she is using this mark to sense your location."

After a long while, the thorn patterns finally dimmed. Lor breathed a sigh of relief, his face as pale as paper.

“Vice Dean Wei Ya, I have to leave quickly, otherwise Yilandani will catch up with me soon. Sister Fulei will be left to you.

I originally wanted to watch her break out of her cocoon, but now it seems that’s not possible.”

Weiya nodded. Although the holy city of Hyperion was ruled by saints from the church, as long as the Grand Duke of Thorns was located in the principality, he was almost invincible.

But the church is backed by the Theocracy after all. As long as Lor does not stay here, Ilandani will not invade without reason.

"No matter where you plan to go now, no one in the Principality will dare to disobey Grand Duke Ji Zui."

The implication is that Lor should leave the principality. With the Moth Wing Cloak, leaving the principality is not a difficult task.

Maybe I can go east to the Christian Kingdom to take shelter.

Lor smiled bitterly and looked out the window. Behind the tall and solemn church, the endless lake was shimmering with waves.

Endless green pine forest filled the rest of his vision, and the scene was so beautiful that he was a little dazed.

"I want to...go home and have a look."

Back to the blue collar of Is.