return to the throne

Carlos narrowed his eyes and reached out to hold his body.

"What are you doing!" Adrian yelled in panic, and subconsciously raised his body, but the hand on his back was restless at all, pressing down on his waist, and putting him in a posture with his back half turned up .

Adrian thought that he was getting excited and wanted to make out with him, so he was a little ashamed and indignant for a while. He was not used to this beast-like posture, and tried to get up and get rid of him, but Carlos didn't do anything strange. I just took a closer look at his red and swollen place, and asked him, "Does it hurt?"

Adrian didn't move anymore, he buried his head on the pillow, the tips of his ears under the black hair were red and shiny, and he replied muffledly, "It doesn't hurt."

"Lie." Carlos frowned, blaming himself for his indulgence in the morning. This was the first time Adrian had done such a thing. He shouldn't be so ignorant and let the other party suffer from excessive caressing.

Taking a deep breath, Carlos bent down and kissed his back lightly. "I'll send someone to get the bath water and ointment, and I'll clean it up for you later."

Adrian's face was flushed again, he turned over, and kicked Carlos in the chest. Although he didn't know why he was angry, he just wanted to make Carlos unhappy. Nothing, was grabbed by Carlos, lowered his head and kissed cherishingly.

"You're enough!" Adrian looked away uncomfortably.

He actually felt that Carlos's feelings towards him were just average at the beginning, at best, because of his appearance and character, he had a good impression of him. Carlos's opinion of himself would not be any different than that of Emily, Seys, or even Mrs. Lina. It was much better, but in the following days, the attitude of the other party gradually changed, and he began to slowly try to get in touch with him. Now, he has taken care of himself like a lover.

Adrian can use a collaborator with utilitarian ideas, but he can't face a person who cares about him with such an indifferent attitude.

His eyelashes trembled slightly.

Carlos smiled slightly, "I'm going out first."

A few minutes after the other party left, the attendants who had been waiting outside walked into the king's room. Together, they moved a huge wooden barrel half as tall as a person, filled with hot water, and Adrian pricked up his ears. Hearing the movement outside, he was a little restless. At this moment, he heard a familiar voice, "Your Highness, the clothes are ready for you. Are you going to get up and take a bath now?"

It's May!

Adrian heaved a sigh of relief, if it was his maid, he would be able to talk more, "Put it there, you go first, I can come by myself." He is very embarrassed to see people now.

Mei lightly agreed that if Adrian could see through, she would find that she was also very embarrassed. She didn't dare to look up at the person behind the bed curtain, put down her clothes and ran away in a hurry.

When he heard the door close gently, Adrian couldn't wait to open the curtain and walk out. He felt that his whole body was sticky, with sweat and liquid left by the other party. Adrian picked up the pillow towel in shame and annoyance. Wipe the body.

However, as soon as he got off the ground, he felt that his legs were so weak that he almost couldn't stand up.

There is still a feeling of emptiness behind him. Stimulating this feeling cannot be said to be torture. On the contrary, Adrian also had a very good experience last night. This is the only indulgence he has had since he became an adult and since the country died. People have some aftertaste.But Aridian, who realized that he thought so, quickly corrected his thoughts, and he warned himself again that he did not come to Aragon for pleasure, don't indulge in such meaningless feelings, and put your mind on the business.

He wants Carlos to fulfill his promise today.

At the same time, in Lancaster, half of the continent to the north, Quinn Paristerling, who declared himself king yesterday, just woke up in his bedroom.

After ascending the throne, he ordered the demolition of the bedroom of the previous King James, and built himself a strong and huge room in the tallest tower of the entire palace.From here, he could look down on the entire Lancaster, and seeing the rich Lancaster under his control, Quinn Pallister felt extremely happy.

It was the same today. The first thing Quinn did when he woke up was to stand up and walk to the window to watch his castle.

But soon, there was a knock on his door.

A trembling servant came in, "Your Majesty, the Servant of the God of Light is waiting for you in the temple. He brought an oral message, saying that the Pope requested to talk to you now."

Quinn sat by the window, staring at his trembling body with cold eyes, "Who allowed you to come and disturb me?"

The servant trembled even more, "I, I'm sorry..."

"Go down." Quinn said coldly, "Guards! Come here, take this lowly servant down, chop off his head, hang it on the wall for public display, and tell those idiots not to disturb me on any morning! "

The servant let out a mournful cry, begging Quinn to spare his life, but Quinn was unmoved at all. His personal guards rudely arrested him, and the other party's wailing resounded throughout the corridor.

His head was soon hanging from the mast in the atrium, and the maids hadn't gone there since Quinn entered the palace.

In fact, the servant didn't disturb Quinn's sleep. The reason why Quinn wanted his life was that he was dissatisfied with the message he sent. Yesterday's coronation ceremony, the Temple of Light did not send anyone to attend, and after he became king On the first day, the Pope of Sith invited him to a meeting, and there was a feeling of contempt for him in his words and deeds, which made Quinn deeply angry.

But the other party was Sith Stewart, Quinn's greatest reliance, and Quinn didn't dare to resist him. After thinking about it, he changed his clothes and went to the Temple of Light.

The Temple of Light was first located in the center of Lancaster, right in front of the Black Dragon Palace. After King James succeeded to the throne, he believed that the power of the king should be greater than the power of the gods, so he ordered the servants to move to the temple in the north of the royal city.When Quinn Pallister took the throne, in order to show his loyalty to the Church of Light, or to win the favor of the other party, he allowed everyone in the temple to move back to the original place.

On the street, a column of cavalry is driving on the road.

Regardless of the panicked civilians around them who were desperately avoiding the horseshoes, they waved their whips wantonly to drive away the crowd blocking the way. In the crowd, a child accidentally fell down and smashed his head on the stone on the side of the road. , and then fell into a state of unconsciousness, his mother was frightened and cried, but the cavalry did not stop at all, but laughed and rode away.

These are the rebels under Pallister Lin, who are marching towards the location of the Temple of Light.

When they reached the gate of the temple, the knights stopped and retreated a certain distance, and the arrogant and indifferent face of Quinn Paristerin appeared on the carriage behind.

Quinn looked up at the majestic temple in front of him, snorted coldly, and walked quickly into the temple.

No one knows what he is thinking at the moment.

In the palace, there was no figure of the Servant of Light who came to greet him, but if he walked a few steps forward, he could see a figure kneeling on the ground not far away, with his back bent to the extreme.

Quinn ignored the kneeling man and strode into the interior of the temple.

It was a bath full of water.

At this moment, the gurgling water continuously condenses above the bath, forming a mirror-like water curtain.

After that, a tall and thin figure appeared inside.

Quinn took a deep breath. No matter how he behaved outside, his attitude at this time was respectful and admirable, "Father."

Sith turned around.

He is a tall and tall old man, very thin, his face looks a bit stern, his falcon-like eyes are shrewd and cold, his lips are so thin that they almost become a line, when he stares at people, there is no one in front of him. One does not feel intimidated.

"My son..." Sith said lightly, "You are too impatient."

No one knows that the current pope, who is considered by the outside world to be adopted by the church as an abandoned baby, actually comes from the blood of the Palin Sterling family. Sent to the church for upbringing, they intended to keep this shameful illegitimate child away from them, but they did not expect Sith to become the adopted son of the previous bishop Stuart.Because of his adoptive father, Sith has been walking smoothly on the road of bishop. He easily changed from a servant to a deacon, a priest, a senior priest, and then became a cardinal just like his father. After that, he spent another ten years It took more time for him to be elected Pope and get the approval of the other cardinals. Now, the entire Illuminati Church is under the control of Sith.

And Quinn's appearance was not an accident. Heath Stewart did not intend to cut off his bloodline. Even though he was a servant of God, he still tried everything possible to get his own heirs, especially hoped that women with noble blood and outstanding temperament would come. Conceived for himself, the opportunity came soon. When he was 40 years old, Heath Stewart was sent to Walden in the south as a priest, where he met a widowed noble lady and had an affair with her. Ten months later, Quinn was born, and the noble lady was secretly killed, and Sith sent the child back to Pallister.

"Father, I just want to get everything that belongs to me!" Quinn said excitedly, "People here don't accept me! They hate and curse me! I know they actually want me to die quickly, and it is best to eat and be eaten." Choking to death or drowning in the toilet is such a despicable way to die! But that is impossible, I will have everything in the end!"

"Shut up!" Sith yelled at him, "Did I say you would have nothing? You are my son, and you will have everything. What do you need to worry about?"

Quinn stared unconvinced.

"You should never, never should have asked the minister to crown you yesterday without the permission of the church. Don't you know that the young black dragon has married the king of Aragon?"

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