How to correctly attack sick and delicate

The mute device in the inner room is extremely strong, so the sound of Ai Ze's panting at this time seems to be amplified many times in the silent space, and he can hear it clearly.

The Pope was holding an old tome in his hand, and was looking up how to teach the Holy Son how to communicate with the holy object. He felt that something was wrong with Aize, and the movement of turning the book stopped.

"Little Shengzi, what's wrong with you." He asked suspiciously.

Ai Ze licked his dry lips, suppressed the beating of his heart, and shook his head, "But, maybe it's because this place is too luxurious, I'm a little excited."

"..." The Pope knew that the little Holy Son was still a teenager at heart, and sometimes he was not serious, so after hearing his answer, he didn't ask any more questions.

Seeing that the Pope no longer focused on him, Ai Ze heaved a sigh of relief, restrained the thoughts in his head, and stepped back a few steps, the attraction of the holy object to him was greatly reduced.

He was aware of the abnormality in his body, although he was a little puzzled, but he only felt that it was the magical power and wonder of the holy object, and he just had to suppress it.

After calming down for a few minutes, he returned to normal. The Pope handed him the book in his hand and asked him to write down this text.

Aize forcibly memorized this incomprehensible sentence, and knelt down in front of the holy object to communicate with it according to the Pope's wishes.

Although he felt that it was useless to guard a sacred object and treat an object like a person, but Ai Ze did not dare to say such deviant words, so he had to listen to the Pope's teachings honestly.

After getting familiar with the basic process, Ai Ze will start a life of being locked up in a closed space and communicating with sacred objects once a month, for three days each time.

After the other qualified pope left, he was the only one in the inner room, and it was impossible for anyone else to enter. No one would know what he was doing, so he didn't really follow the rules obediently.

He knelt on the sacred object for a while, felt a little pain in his knees, and simply lay down on the big blanket that he had dreamed about for a long time, and sighed comfortably, feeling that the long and soft fur was like a warm embrace, making him feel warm. He was rolling with happiness.

But helplessly, he is alone, there are too few things to entertain him, he is so bored that he wants to grow mushrooms.

After spending two days in the same room with a holy object, he was in a very depressed mood. He didn't expect to come here for three days without falling in love with Wayne, but he could only come here to do psychic communication and communicate with God.

Where is God?Where? !Is God so easy to see...

Ai Ze propped up his body from the blanket with half of his hand, making a Ge You lying down.

"I see you now." A clear and soft voice suddenly sounded, echoing in the closed inner room, answering the words in his heart.

"..." Aize got up in surprise and looked around.After thinking about it, I found it a bit mysterious, didn't it mean that no one could enter except him and the Pope.

Please tell him that there is no one in the inner room!

"God." The warm and gentle male voice continued to answer, the voice was very clear, with three-dimensional surround sound effects, as if he was in the same space as Ai Ze.

Ai Ze's eyes widened, and he said hesitantly, "Guangming is funny, no, respect the God of Light?" He almost slipped his mouth... But he probably didn't understand.

The indifferent voice seemed to become serious all of a sudden, and it was lowered a bit. If it was the first time for Aize to talk to him, he might still feel that the God of Light is a real male god.

"Holy Son, you are disrespectful to my holy relic."

Ai Ze is a little guilty of being disrespected, especially in a country where their beliefs are above all else, disrespecting sacred objects will be reviled by all the people, and it is a felony!

"No, I'm very devout." He straightened up, bowed to the sacred object, and muttered something.

"No, you don't have to pray, it's really useless anyway." The God of Light spoke casually with a somewhat relaxed and cheerful tone.

"..." Ai Ze was speechless, and he didn't dare to nod his head and say yes. Anyway, he really wanted all believers of the Light to hear the words that the God of Light doesn't care about the sacred objects.

Even he knows that the holy relic is the source of strength that supports the border defense barrier of the holy capital.

If the Holy City does not have this layer of protection, many ferocious monsters will rush into the city at will, rob food, and harm humans. The alien species will have less barriers to stop them, and it will be easier to break through the defense layer and invade the center of the city. The consequences are unpredictable.

But the God of Light still said indifferently that the sacred object is not important, so he must be teasing him?

The God of Light seemed to be a little excited suddenly, and his voice was in a hurry.

"Ah, I'm going to play chess with the God of Chaos, and I lose every time. I hope the little saint can bring me good luck this time."

A god still uses him to bring good luck... After the God of Light finished speaking, there was no more sound, he should have left, and the inner room regained its tranquility.

Ai Ze wanted to say goodbye to him, but unexpectedly, there seemed to be two forces in his mind that were torn apart. He couldn't speak for a while, his body went limp, and he fell straight down.

When his body touched the soft blanket, his last thought was that it was lucky he didn't fall on the hard ground.

When he woke up again, Wayne was already waiting for him outside the inner room.

He was in a trance, patted his head and walked out.

Wayne didn't know what the Holy Son should do in the inner room. Seeing Aize's poor spirit, he guessed that he might need to use mental power to pray and communicate with the holy object, which caused his complexion to look haggard.

She stroked his hair pityingly, and while massaging his acupuncture points, she asked him, "Master Shengzi, how do you feel? Do you feel anything?"

However, since Ai Ze didn't do anything, he just lay on the carpet and chatted with the God of Light, he really couldn't express his feelings, nor could he make a statement about his fanatical worship of the God of Light, so he had to forcibly talk about the topic.

"Wayne, there is a big blanket in the inner room. I don't know what kind of monster fur it is made of. It's soft and comfortable." He stretched his waist and narrowed his eyes, like a lazy kitten.

"It would be great if there was a piece in the room, I can roll around on it... I'm so hungry, I can't even eat tat in it" Aize said, feeling his stomach growling, all the strength in his body All vented, as if the body was hollowed out.

He tugged on Wayne's sleeve and fell weakly into Wayne's arms.

The physical fitness of ordinary mages is much stronger than that of ordinary people, and it will not cause serious problems if they do not eat for a long time. Besides, it is only two days in the inner room. Weak?

The person in his arms arched his body, muttering that he wanted to eat and eat meat, just like a child, Wayne glanced at the surrounding people, bowed his head and reprimanded softly, "My lord, there are many people outside, don't act like a child." Such indecent behavior."

When Aize heard this, he straightened up reluctantly.Even so, after Wayne helped him up, he still wrapped his arms around his waist so that his head could rest on his shoulder.

After returning home, Ai Ze ate two or three times as much food as usual, and he seemed to be very hungry. Although he did not feel any hunger physically, but for him who eats four meals a day, he suddenly didn't eat for two days. What a mental anguish.

Satisfied after eating, Aize was so sleepy that Wayne had to carry him to the room and put him lightly on the bed.

Ai Ze rolled over on the bed, and said in a daze, it would be better to sleep on the blanket.

He does not mean that.

Wayne smiled and pinched his soft cheeks, feeling so cute in his heart, he really wanted to kiss him.

When Master Shengzi mentioned the blanket just now, he noticed it and just nodded calmly.Since Master Shengzi likes it so much, he must make Master Shengzi happy.

Adhering to the principle of satisfying all wishes of Lord Son, Wayne started looking for the softest fur the next day.

He has never entered the inner room, so he can only restore it as much as possible according to Aize's description.At present, the fleece of Mora sheep is often used to weave blankets among the upper-class nobles, which is considered the most advanced type.

But Wayne still disliked it, thinking that it was just ordinary and could not be called extremely luxurious, so he began to put his mind on some rare and strange birds and beasts.

When Ai Ze received this gift, he jumped three feet high excitedly, and almost didn't fly up to smash the ceiling.

This blanket is not as big as the one in the inner room, but it is not much less. The fur is thick, but it is extremely soft to the touch, and its comfort is comparable to that in the inner room.

"What kind of monster's fur is this?" Since there were outsiders around him, Ai Ze stroked it reservedly, but didn't jump on it all at once.

"My lord, it's made of a variety of warcraft and bird fluff, not fur." ​​Wayne replied.

In order to make this blanket, he even thought of some animals that were so rare that no one could imagine, and took the softest belly or neck fluff, and weaved them into this large piece little by little. The workers involved in the production knew Wayne's idea After the blanket, I couldn't help but be speechless, thinking that there might be only such a piece in the world.

Aize doesn't know its value, but only knows that Wayne's boyfriend Limax

Holding Wayne's arm, he suddenly asked, "What date is it today?"

Looking at the Son who had grown to his neck, Wayne patted his head and answered him patiently, "Master Shengzi, today is the 14th, what's wrong?"

"No wonder!" Ai Ze thumped his palm, and said pleasantly, "Today is Valentine's Day, did you give me a gift..."

Deliberately not finishing the sentence, Ai Ze glanced at him with a shy face, meaning that you don't need to say it, Mr. Wayne, I understand.

Wayne was speechless, laughing uncontrollably at his Son.

He really didn't intend to give the Holy Son a gift on this day, but it happened that the Holy Son wanted it, so he wanted to give him a surprise as soon as possible, so he had no choice but to answer vaguely: "Master Shengzi, just be happy."

"You are so kind to me." Ai Ze sighed, rubbed his chest, and asked curiously, "Do you have to take off the moon and the stars too?"

Wayne was not impatient with his unreasonable jokes, and nodded naturally, he did take his jokes seriously. Except for things that violated the will of the God of Light, he would indeed fully satisfy the Holy Son.

He is not someone who makes promises at will, so the promises he makes must be fulfilled with all his strength.After thinking carefully for a while, he slowly said to Ai Ze: "I am willing to give my all, and I will do whatever you ask for."

When Wayne said this, he smiled lightly, his eyes were deep and charming, and the sun shone between heaven and earth.

Ai Ze looked at his solemn and gentle appearance, and he didn't want to blink his eyes. He only thought that when Wayne, who has always been black-bellied and hypocritical, would speak so sincerely, foul, foul!

Help the system, he was swollen and broken by the target of the attack.