Hey Timothy Grail

When did I become the Holy Son, and it was the great god Jin Gu who came to worship in person.

However, this unexpected style of painting is very much like his own style of raising mothers and protecting cubs.

Fang Han was emotional, but his face was still silent. He carefully took the little snow-white beast from the green figure's hand, but his thoughts drifted to the sky.

However, he was a little calm, exposed to the eyes of others, as if he had some deep meaning.

"Not only goddesses, but even hot weapons made by gods, can they be conquered?"

"No way, I beat people to death a few days ago, but these days I've been devoutly brainwashed. I slept for a century?!"

"Don't bark! It's not just you, even the eldest sister, I'm stunned."

"..."

Originally, they were secretly observing, silently urging their divine power to be ready to strike at any time, for fear that Jin Gu Fanghan would hold a grudge, and they would fight big sister Meilin Gonglin and the others.

Seeing Fang Han and Jin Gu at this time, the two of them are facing each other, as if they are worshiping?

One side bends down and prays devoutly, while the other side stretches out its hand, as if praying for it.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like a missionary scene.

A fairy caresses my head, and my hair is tied for longevity—but that's all!

Think about this.

Everyone was messed up in the wind, including the master who was waiting in full force.

of course.

Compared with the questioning and confusion of most divine servants, those intoxicated eating melons are in stark contrast.

Most of them were fifteen or sixteen years old, and they were in the prime of their adolescence. They had all heard of the glorious deeds of General White Yasha Fanghan and the pure white hero Enkidu.

Fang Han took the risk with his own body, circled around among the many vicious goddesses, and used his own power to win a lot of time for Uruk to prepare for the war——

Some people even fantasized that Fang Han would succeed High Priest Siduri in the future and become the supreme existence above Uruk.

But very few people have seen him face to face.

But what happened today not only shocked their minds, but also felt reasonable.

"That's the last trump card that King Gilgamesh has always treasured. When he really gets out of the sheath, even the legendary Three Goddess Alliance will tremble."

The blond Winged Man who is the proprietress smiled, Fang Han, who had somehow been brainwashed into a special attack on divinity, took a long time to recover, and asked for a glass of water from the side.

"Follow your will, Your Majesty Fang Hanmian."

The green figure is calm like the reflection of Fang Han in the eyes of the abyss.

He respectfully helped Fang Han pour a glass of water, heated it to a suitable temperature with magic power, and passed it slowly.

"..."

Although he looks unskilled, he must do his best in both intention and action. He looks like the son of Tiamat, Jin Gu, who is dressed as a proud and glamorous maid.

Fang Han froze for a moment, then subconsciously took a sip.

Whoops, let's not say that this is just a glass of ordinary water, but it tastes really good.

Fang Han was a little speechless, but the official Mei, who was watching, was deeply moved.

Good brother, what matters is not the water, but the people who serve.

Just the snow-shrouded skin, paired with purple pupils as cold as frozen earth.

No matter when you look at it, the green silhouette is the kind of goddess who is full of pride in the corners of her eyes and brows. Such a noble person personally serves tea and water for you, how can you not drink flowers!

Mei Lin was deeply disgusted with pain, and all he could see was a trace of a smile quietly appearing in Jin Gu's calm expression.

"Need to serve you a meal?"

With a calm face, Jin Gu first took the napkin from the hands of the fans and laid it on Fang Han's collar in a leisurely manner.

No, this is Uruk, not a British gentleman, there is no need for this western ritual...

As soon as Fang Han's words came to his lips, the blue hair that was close at hand brushed his cheeks.

Perhaps it was because he had just finished washing, that there was a refreshing fragrance of flowers and herbs left behind, which was quite different from the mature woman's scent on the master, but it was equally memorable.

Fang Han is like a broken puppet, quietly enjoying this second-year girl who once wanted to destroy the world, but was able to do it, helping him tidy up her clothes without rushing.

Haven't I saved the world yet?Is this the treatment?

Somewhat flattered, Fang Han looked at Tima in his arms in disbelief——

This is also your arrangement?

"A~a~a~a!" (Not this time!)

Timma wrinkled her beautiful eyes and turned over.

Regarding his hard-working enlightenment yesterday, how much Jin Gu, a brainless child, has understood, in fact, he is also very curious!

However, he also briefly described the situation he was in at this time and his relationship with the contractor Fang Han.

This point, Jin Gu, who came back from the dead, understood it very clearly.

It is also because of this that the favor that Fang Han cared about at first was instantly transformed into the worship of devout believers.

The mystery of this, not to mention Fang Han, even the mother of creation can't understand it well.

The battle that should have been a joy to hear and see finally came to an end under the pious prayers of the other party.

This point is absolutely unimaginable for some succubus and the like.

At the same time, Fang Han also enjoyed a unique and alternative way of maid service after today.

——Son of Tiamat, limited to Jingu.jpg.

……

"Your Majesty, do you need a meal? I have already prepared everything."

"It's not even night..."

"What about afternoon tea? I heard that your favorite green tea biscuits and the hooded girl Anna are ready for you."

"OK then."

……

"Your Majesty Fang Hanmian, do you need to help you open the way? There seem to be many malicious auras ahead, and there are evil dead spirits ambushing you in front of you."

"Well...the front is the royal capital, you probably mean Meilin Amakusa and the others, and the evil undead is Ai Lei, my girlfriend."

"Need to teach you a lesson for your girlfriend who doesn't know what to do?"

"unnecessary!"

"I understand that I received it, and now get rid of Meilin Amakusa and the others who are blocking the way."

"???"

……

"Fang Hanmian, Your Majesty Hanmian, do you need my service here?"

"Uh... this is the bathroom, the boys' bathroom, so don't use it."

"Why not? According to regulations, I should be able to come in and out at will, so I don't have to worry about ethical issues in this regard."

"Yes, His Majesty King Gilgamesh is inside?"

"So that's it, do I need to help you clear the field?"

"Clam?!"

……

No matter what he said, he persuaded Tian Zhisuo, who had his eyes wide open and strongly wanted to prove that he would not lose to King Gao Xian, to go out.

By the way, he stuffed Tima, who was also curious, into the arms of the green figure.

Only then did Fang Han breathe a sigh of relief, and walked into an exclusive occasion exclusively for men in Uruk.

Tonight is a team building moment exclusively for the Uruk men's team.

Late at night.

Chapter 110 The Sixth Paradox of Heaven and Earth·The Pioneering Star! !It's not as beautiful as the public

Once in the door.

A few thighs just blocked his way forward, and all he could see were those big faces with extraordinary beauty.

The Saint of the Far East, the Sword Master of Avalon, Nihong Zhengtai and even King Gilgamesh all looked at themselves with half-smiles.

This made General Shiraiyasha, who had looked down on him on the battlefield, a little guilty.

"Didn't you say that tonight we only talk about Fengyue, not state affairs?"

"Brothers, don't you want to mess with me?"

"What do you think? General White Yaksha."

Shrouded in mist, King Gilgamesh didn't care too much about someone's "extraordinary".

Nor did they follow Meilin Tiancao and the others' proposal, to give a crowned scumbag a blow as soon as he came in, and to press him on the ground and rub him and other punishment measures.

The Xian Wang smiled, hooked his hands, and a certain succubus, who was very handsome, handed over a slate glowing with gold, and he seemed to be writing something with magic power.

Without the leader of the virtuous king, the punishment measures of men on men would naturally not be able to proceed.