Fast time travel actor, he is too charming

After that, St. Anville never heard the sound from Silas' system again. He estimated that the system should have exhausted its energy and fell asleep.

After all, Silas is still fine, and he seems to think that his true character is soft and harmless. Since he recovered from his serious injury, he must follow his brother St. Anville, and he will go wherever his brother goes. Then he quietly wiped away his tears.

St. Anville had nothing to do with him, so he had to let him follow until Little Yas followed into the temple.

Maybe it's because he is more innocent now and has no bad intentions. He successfully followed up the temple, and he was very vigilant against the silver-haired servant sent by the god beside his brother. He even slept in his brother's arms when he slept. It's so innocent.

Under such circumstances, who can be dissatisfied with him?In particular, he also saved Shensi and a tribe of elves.

"Brother, brother," Silas ran in from outside the hall with a garland on his head and another hanging on his arm, "Look at how beautiful my weaving is, and I even made one for my brother, brother." Put it on quickly."

"Well," Saint Anville replied, but he put the wreath on the table beside him. He held a roll of parchment in his hand. Silas became displeased when he saw it, but he still stood upright with his hands behind his back.

He wanted to try to resist his brother's tyranny, so he pouted, "My brother thinks about checking my homework every day, can't you play with me?"

"Have you played less?" St. Anville unfolded the parchment, and Silas looked up at him and could only see his white chin. "Have you memorized what I asked you to recite yesterday?"

"What?" Silas always had some thorns in learning, "What do you want me to recite to respect that everyone is equal to oneself, but doesn't the strong one still have more status than the weak one?"

"These viewpoints are for you to set right in your heart. If everyone thinks like you, there will be no real peace." St. Anville sighed, put away half of the parchment, and looked at him, Silas He didn't understand his emotions, and he didn't know that what he did had been exposed a little.

Just the exposed part has already made the image of the half-elf child difficult to understand. He is innocent and pure. I don't know why others look at him so strangely, but St. Anville and the elves who were present at that time already had it in their hearts. own judgment.

Could it be that the prophecy he and the old priest made at the beginning, the spokesperson of the gods, was such a sinister half-elf who murdered others?

Although the elves didn't say it out loud, they faintly had star points of doubt. If St. Anville persisted in this prophecy, it was hard to guarantee that the majesty of God would be wiped out one day.

So this prophecy became a well-known secret, and everyone kept silent.

"Okay..." Silas said, "I will memorize them all. Then my brother will take me to the forest to have a look. I really want to go, but I am too weak."

He cleared his throat and began to recite, "God said: Love nature, nature is the mission of the elves, crown the elves with peace, remember your mission, don't bully the weak, don't fall into faith..."

Ah, I really don’t know what to remember, Silas sneaked a distracted glance at St. Anville, his beautiful face was framed by glorious long hair, there was a small shadow hanging on his slightly pale skin, and his long eyelashes Covering the serious look in his green eyes, he was in a daze, as if remembering the first time he saw his brother one day, his face flushed with shame.

It is really a complexion like Zhong Lingyuxiu.

He couldn't help but think about something else, but the content he had recited could be continued smoothly, "The call of Feng'er brought a gentle breath, and filled the entire land with blessings, repentance, reverence and faith. Close your eyes and meditate on the top of the tallest tree, feel everything, have a vast sky, and a broad mind..."

Until he pronounced the last word, St. Anville closed his eyes slightly, his expression was a little serious, his eyes were unexpectedly severe, and he seemed to see many things through him, the word "repentance" is really not suitable for this sinful person' Male lead'.

It was just a matter of a moment, he quickly withdrew that look, but without a smile, he nodded, "I have recited all of them, today I will take you to the forest, and you want to meet people from other tribes Spirit?"

"I want to! Brother." Silas looked up at him with big eyes, shining brightly.

"Then you put down the garland quickly, and change into a decent dress. I'm going to travel to the tribe to exchange God's will. You must be obedient by the side."

St. Anville closed the parchment. He stood up and changed his clothes. Silas had never seen his brother dressed up. He was wearing a complicated lined outer robe with gold on the holy background. The pattern climbs from the left hem to the neck, the neckline is slightly vertical, and a small piece of skin is exposed, and the golden pattern wraps around from the back to the right hem, and finally fills up the rest of the gap, leaving some uneven bottom color.

There was a huge silver flower blooming on the exposed part of the inner lining, surrounding his chin, lips, pretty nose, and eyebrows and eyes that were neither sad nor happy. At that moment, he felt so far away from his brother, as if they were two People from this world are put together abruptly to get along together.

So he quickly took advantage of his identity as a child and threw himself into his brother's arms, coquettishly letting him hug him, and he was wearing fresh and lovely clothes, vines lovingly wrapped around his body, wrapped his white and tender skin, and his neck There is also a green stone hanging on it, often touching it makes it lose its edges and corners, but it has a more pleasing roundness.

St. Anville glanced at it, and he immediately took it out as if offering a treasure, "Brother, I always carry this pendant with me. I think it is miraculous. Carrying it can save me from danger."

That's right, without the protection of treasures, he wouldn't be able to get the system.

The 37582 system is connected to the soul, but if there is something stronger to protect it, it will not be able to help Silas.

St. Anville didn't covet this treasure, he just took a look at it, and told him to put it away. Silas put the pendant back on his neckline, not sure if he was disappointed or had a faint fear.

Just before he said that he wanted to give the pendant to his brother, he suddenly had a premonition that if he sent the item out, he would remove the protection himself, and the situation would be very bad.

Fortunately, he was not dazzled by the beauty, he thought so, and secretly glanced at his brother again.

St. Anville led him through the lush forest, stopped at the edge of the stream, and sat on a stone in the middle of the stream. The splash of the water splashed around the large stone and polished it to a smooth appearance. Only the water did not touch it. The stone surface retains a rough texture.

The wind blew through the woods, bringing distant singing. Sirius listened, and gradually fell asleep leaning against his brother.

In the quiet atmosphere, he had a dream that made him feel very uncomfortable.