Water and Fire Twins Magician

Jacques discovered something rather strange.

One of the two parishes, Holy Water Village, is said to be famous for the discovery of a spring that gushed out an endless supply of holy water. As a magical medicine for healing and exorcism, the commercial value of holy water in the Love Continent is self-evident.

But the Flower Village is strange. It is hard to tell what industry supports their livelihood. I don't know if it is because of the soil, food, or other unknown factors, but most of the women there have beautiful faces, graceful figures, and gentle personalities, which make people feel like spring breeze. They live a carefree life. They usually spend their days planting flowers, picking flowers, making wreaths, and going on picnics. I have never seen them engage in productive labor, but their living standards are not much worse than those in Shengshui Village.

"Haha, this is actually natural. The delicate flowers produced in the Flower Village are even more highly regarded than the holy water in the Holy Water Village." The answer came from Hurd, who has been acting as Jacques' tour guide for the past few days.

Jacques immediately understood the meaning behind the words: "Gorgeous flowers... the flowers in Flower Village, are you referring to those girls?"

Hurd was stunned for a moment, thinking: "This Jacques really doesn't seem to be an ordinary child. No wonder Master Paul ordered us not to underestimate him or fool him."

How could he know that Jacques only looked like a child, but his soul had actually been a human for two lifetimes?

"Could he really be an angel of advent?" At first, Hurd thought that Paul just picked a random child as a sign, and he was planning something behind the scenes. After all, an angel of advent would not appear so easily.

Most of the so-called descended angels are messengers from heaven who have experience living in the human world. They are usually born in the human world, and with extraordinary talents or unexpected opportunities, they practice and ascend to heaven. Sending them to the human world will make them more familiar with it, and they don't need to adapt to the human world.

As an angel of the fallen, they have been practicing for at least several hundred years, if not thousands of years. They are all experienced. Hurd no longer concealed and said to Jacques, "Master Jacques, do you want to personally inspect the business level of Flower Village tonight?"

Jacques naturally knew what he meant, and his face flushed: "You mean...serve...in bed?"

"Oh? Hahahahaha... Your Excellency, you are so elegant in your words. The status of the Advent Angels is noble, and they are indeed different from others." Hurd smiled flatteringly, "The girls of our Flower Village have had the honor of serving several Advent Angels and received unanimous praise... No, it should be said that they were full of praise."

Suddenly, the cool memories of the time in Marsala came to my mind.

As the son of a noble lord, Jacques had been accompanied by Beruni since he was born. Even when he went to bed every night, he was almost always held in the arms of the soft and fragrant young maids. It had long become Jacques' habit to fall asleep in the land of tenderness every night.

But she was his maid, and it was consensual. Now the Flower Village is another matter, Paul is doing this kind of thing in broad daylight, once he takes over this parish, wouldn't Jacques become a pimp?

Seeing Jacques' complicated expression, Hurd thought he was pretending to be reserved, and laughed in his heart. Then he suddenly raised his voice and shouted to the bottom of the hill: "God of Light, the holy angel of advent, Lord Jacques, has agreed to let the most devout female believer in Flower Village sleep with him! He will personally teach you the teachings of the God of Light!"

When the girls who were playing leisurely in the village or on the hillside heard the good news from Herd, they hurried to the hillside, surrounded Jacques, hugged and kissed him, and thanked him with tears in their eyes, as if they really regarded this as a rare opportunity.

How did Jacques react? Of course he was stunned. How could he have imagined that there was such a place in the world where a group of beautiful women he had never met threw themselves at him without asking why, and scrambled to sleep with him. He couldn't help but look at the girls around him, and saw that their eyes were shining, their eyes were extremely firm, and their eyes exuded admiration and love for Jacques...

Is this normal?