It's really hard to be a scumbag

After sending away the reluctant Somoixix, Jiang Jiang hurried back to the room before the bishops came.

You must know that not only did he not wear shoes, but he was also wearing silk pajamas.

Even if you're not with other people, it's inevitable that some people will be surprised when you see this outfit.

After turning into the room through the open window, Jiang Jiang closed it and lay back on the bed.

Not long after he closed his eyes, he heard a slight movement outside the door.

Although the bishop's voice was very low, Jiang Jiang heard it clearly.

The other party asked the person on duty at the door softly, and after confirming that Jiang Jiang had been sleeping peacefully, he didn't intend to disturb Jiang Jiang, but left without a sound.

Jiang Jiang waited patiently for a while, and saw that there was no sound outside the door for a long time, so he relaxed his consciousness and fell asleep slowly.

Early the next morning, he went out under the service of the maid.

Along the road, believers greeted him from time to time, and Jiang Jiang smiled and nodded one by one.When he was still a few steps away from the hall, Jiang Jiang keenly heard a commotion behind him.

When he looked back, he saw a hurried servant walking over, first he greeted him, and then said: "Your Highness, the Bishop invites you to the main hall."

After hearing the words from the servant serving the bishop, Jiang Jiang turned around and went to the main hall.

There were not many people in the hall, only the bishop and the king.

The two frowned tightly, and only smiled when they saw Jiang Jiang coming.

"May the light always protect you."

The bishop greeted the king and Jiang Jiang. Jiang Jiang kept smiling and replied, and then continued naturally: "Looking at your expressions, it seems that something ominous is haunting you. If it is inconvenient to say it, I hope the gods will give it to you." Your courage in the face of suffering."

"Thank you for your blessing." The king smiled bitterly: "You are the agent of the gods, there is nothing you shouldn't know, and we ask you to come here, in itself, to ask for your opinion. It's just that I think this The matter is too offensive to the gods, so I can't help but hesitate to let you hear such dirty things."

Jiang Jiang restrained his smile, lowered his eyes and said calmly: "The god is merciful, and he will give the offender a chance to repent."

The king and the bishop were in awe, and they said in a deep voice, "Thank you God for your kindness."

Jiang Jiang's expression softened, and he said gently: "So don't hesitate, His Majesty the King, just say it."

The king nodded, and he sighed: "One thing happened last night. My favorite princess Leticia was taken away by the evil dragon clan. Not only that, but also the national seal bestowed by the God of Light was taken away. "

Jiang Jiang showed an angry look at the right time: "Which one is it from the Dragon Clan?"

The king said bitterly: "I don't know."

"This flame-like bone dragon doesn't seem to be one of the existing dragons. He seems to have grown up in the wild. He has just grown up, but he doesn't have his own palace yet." The king was helpless. Said: "After he kidnapped Leticia, he even called his place of residence a lair."

"Only the place where the lower creatures live is the lair." The bishop said beside him, "It's surprising that a noble dragon would call his place like that."

Jiang Jiang suppressed the desire to laugh, and coughed lightly: "No matter where he comes from, we must take back what he took away. The national seal is a gift from the gods, and no one can violate the gods unless the gods instruct them. will."

The king and the bishop nodded heavily.

"That's what I mean by inviting Your Highness the Holy Son to come here this morning." The bishop looked at Jiang Jiang worriedly: "That evil bone dragon is powerful, he forcibly broke through the defense of the empire last night, and the warriors of the empire were unable to resist , can only let him go away."

"If Macmillan is here." The king added angrily: "That dragon will definitely be killed by Macmillan!"

Jiang Jiang raised his eyebrows: "Where did McMillan go? It seems that I only awarded him during the day."

"Yes, Your Royal Highness." The king nodded: "After your award is over, McMillan will go to Miragol Canyon to kill the giant-eyed monster."

"..."

Is the protagonist Shou so busy?

Thinking of McMillan's lean figure, Jiang Jiang was silent for a moment, and said sincerely: "He is really a brave warrior."

The king and the bishop nodded in agreement.

"Macmillan is the most powerful knight in the empire. If he had been there last night, the bone dragon would have been captured." The king sighed softly, "It's a pity that he's not here, so I can only let that dragon go."

"But the good news is that the bone dragon left behind the location of his lair." The bishop added: "Like a young man who is fledgling and fearless if he doesn't know, he seems to be very happy to see us come to the door. Not only did he say the address himself , and even drew a route on the gate of the empire on the spot.”

Jiang Jiang held back his laughter, and said solemnly, "An evil bone dragon that doesn't respect the gods."

The bishop nodded heavily: "Yes, because of this, I discussed with His Majesty the King and made a decision."

He raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Jiang: "We hope you can take McMillan with you to kill this evil bone dragon."

The king hesitated for a moment, and then answered in embarrassment: "On the way, you might as well gather some powerful teammates, so that they can share some of the burden for you."

The king's words were very tactful, but Jiang Jiang still understood.

The king who has been using the excuse of "Macmillan is the most powerful knight, if he is there, he will be able to slay the dragon" to honor his empire, actually knows very well that Macmillan cannot do it.

He tried to save some face for himself, but he was also afraid that Jiang Jiang would really take it seriously, and he and McMillan rushed to kill the dragon single-handedly, so he had to remind Jiang Jiang secretly.

Jiang Jiang realized that he almost didn't laugh out loud.

He pressed his fist to his lips and coughed twice, then calmly said: "I see, for the sake of the Supreme God of Light, I accept this request."

The king and the bishop could not help but praise Jiang Jiang gratefully.

Jiang Jiang raised his hand and pressed down, and said gently, "When will McMillan come back?"

The king hurriedly said, "About afternoon."

Jiang Jiang nodded: "I'll set off when he comes back."

The king nodded repeatedly, but the bishop beside him frowned: "It's too dangerous for you to leave in such a hurry."

He thought for a while, "Why don't you sign a contract with McMillan before you leave?"

The king beside the bishop immediately said: "Macmillan will never betray His Royal Highness the Son!"

The bishop shook his head: "It's not that I don't trust Macmillan. We have seen his loyalty and bravery. The contract is only for the safety of the Holy Son. If McMillan goes out to kill the enemy, the Holy Son is in danger. There is a contract. If so, the Son will be able to summon Macmillan to his side."

"And the contract is conducive to the increase of the strength of both parties. When one party's ability improves, the other party can gradually be brought up." The bishop read the benefits of the contract: "The most important thing is that this kind of contract is not permanent and single in nature. .Holy Son, the purpose of your alliance with McMillan is to increase security, and after you add other warriors to the contract, the purpose is to bind them with the contract so that they will not betray you and attack you in private."

The bishop set his eyes on Jiang Jiang: "Of course, the premise of the contract is whether both parties agree or not. If His Royal Highness the Son does not like to be restrained, then this suggestion will be invalidated."

Jiang Jiang groaned for a while on the surface, but actually read the plot for a long time in private, but after watching it for a while, he didn't see the plot between Slag Gong and the protagonist Shou, and worried that thinking too long would make the bishop doubt, so Jiang Jiang returned to God in time: "It's a very practical contract. I accept your suggestion. As for McMillan, I'll trouble you to ask."

Seeing that he agreed, the bishop breathed a sigh of relief, and then humorously said: "Macmillan will agree, no one can refuse this tempting request."

Jiang Jiang's smile remained unchanged: "That's good. Is there anything else His Majesty wants? If not, I will serve my god."

Seeing the king and the bishop waving their hands repeatedly, Jiang Jiang nodded and turned to leave.

He walked out of the hall and went straight to the hall.

A bunch of believers had already gathered in the hall, they were bowing their heads humbly, and their words were full of devout prayers.

Jiang Jiang was walking in the middle, his gaze fell on the statue directly in front of him.

Under his gaze, the god statue whose eyebrows could be vaguely seen was gradually covered by the intense holy light.

Jiang Jiang walked to his chair speechlessly, then sat down.

In the splendid and solemn hall, the faithful prayers linger.

Jiang Jiang restrained his expression and lowered his eyes.

His face was extremely deceiving, just sitting upright with his back straight at this moment, gave the people who saw him a sense of holiness.

At least in the eyes of a man, he felt that compared with his cold statue, the young man in front of him looked more like a god believed by the world.

Her long hair, as silver as a bright moon, winds and hangs on the layers of mage robes, and there is no glamor on her extremely beautiful features, only a sacred tranquility.

He sat in the center of the hall, as if sitting in the center of the world, allowing thousands of believers to bow their heads and beg for his mercy, still indifferent, without any response.

However, the tighter and more meticulous the young man's clothes, the more cold and aloof his brows and eyes, the more straight his waist and back are as tough as green bamboos in the forest.

The man staring at him, the more he wants to let the boy's whole body be stained with his holy light, and his whole body be stamped with his mark under the thousands of gazes.

The moment thoughts that were just about to move surged in his heart, the man suddenly came back to his senses.

He suppressed the beast in his heart, tied layers of chains on himself, and finally took a deep breath.

He opened his eyes again, only pure obsession remained in the boy's eyes.

After the devout believers finished praying and left, the young man sitting in the center slowly opened his eyes.

His pupils are ice blue like a book of polar frost and snow, clear and clean enough to reflect everything in the world, any sin in his eyes will give rise to shame and self-loathing.

however.

The man greedily stared into the boy's eyes.

I only felt that the dirty thoughts that I had struggled to suppress broke out in an instant, and I wanted to put all my unspeakable thoughts into action.

When he could hardly restrain himself, the boy opened his lips slightly.

The words uttered by the melodious and clear voice like wind chimes, but like the ice that suddenly collapsed on Nosnan Iceland, poured the man's hot brain into sobriety.

The young man in front of him didn't notice it, and continued to say: "Benevolent Supreme God, please remove the favor from your most loyal believer."

"Because I will be accompanied by knights to kill the evil bone dragon."