God's family

The demon army has finally retreated, but everyone knows that this is not the end.The victory this time can only bring them a temporary respite, and then they will face more severe dangers.

In the eyes of all the people, the turquoise dragon slowly landed on the open space vacated by everyone, but the one who got off the dragon's back first was not the expected Laycent, but a flaxen haired man. Beautiful woman with curly long hair.

The woman jumped off the dragon's back lightly, with a pair of brown eyes on her beautiful face, dexterous and vivid, looking forward to shine.She glanced at the startled crowd, then turned around and helped the black-haired swordsman down.

Nexant didn't seem to reject women's contact, and even took it for granted. Seeing the intimate behavior of the two, Roger couldn't help but feel uncomfortable, and the footsteps that originally wanted to meet him stopped.

... This is really a very subtle feeling. It stands to reason that Nexant finally has a beautiful female friend. Roger feels that he should be very happy to get rid of sexual harassment. The eyes of the three of them wanted to kick this bastard very hard.

"Sorry, his condition is not good..." The woman also sensed the strange gazes of the crowd, and accurately found the key third person, and said in an apologetic tone.

Roger was stunned for a moment, and then he saw clearly that Lycent's slightly drooping face was abnormally flushed, as if exuding high fever.

"What's going on?!" Immediately throwing the uncomfortable feeling to the sky, Roger walked up quickly, and touched Lacent's forehead with his hand.

Nexant lifted his head weakly, his black eyes seemed to be a little wet, and he looked extremely pitiful, so Roger didn't push him away to lean on his body, and tried his best to support Nexant with his not strong and strong body .

"It's all because of me..." The woman curled her long hair guiltily, her worried eyes were fixed on Lacent, "He became like this to save me..."

Roger was silent for a while, and suddenly, he had another urge to throw Lycent to the ground and then stomp his foot.

Taking a deep breath, he told himself that he must calm down. The current bad situation of Lacente had already compromised his heroic image, and he could not dump his face in front of everyone again.So, Roger raised his head and gave Leon a cold look.

Leon shuddered, and hurried over with a wink, and graciously placed Lyonte's arm on his shoulder, bearing most of his weight, in case Roger, who seemed to be jealous at the moment, would Unable to bear it, they really threw their commander on all fours.

Lyon seemed to be in a trance, although he tried his best to grab Roger, but he was still limply unable to resist Leon's movements, and finally he was successfully dragged away from Roger.

Roger, who got rid of Lacente, finally felt a little more relaxed. He tidied up the messy priest robes that had been caught, and asked the woman with a smile, "Excuse me, your name is..."

"Isabella, this is my name." The woman's gaze was still following Leon, and she felt unbearable when she saw him being treated carelessly by Leon, "Leon saved me from the hands of the demons, and then ...he became like this..."

"...Isabella..." Roger repeated, feeling as if he had heard the name somewhere, but before he could figure it out, Isabella had already saluted him in a hurry, chasing Then Leon and Lyon left.

Immediately, Roger's face darkened again, and he couldn't even maintain the smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Do you still remember the girl on the float that Laycent noticed at the beginning of our journey when Aintes was attending the celebration?" Seeing Roger staring at Isabella thoughtfully, Theodore walked to his side and said softly, "That person's name is Isabella, and the girl Gal met when he died in the ruins. You guessed that she is also one of the favored ones." The elf fully Played his natural excellent memory.

Roger suddenly realized, and couldn't help feeling a little worried.

Although he himself is the favored of the gods, he seems to be against them all the time, which makes him habitually wary of the profession of the favored of the gods.

"Go now." Seeing Roger's worry, Theodore laughed, "I think Nexant needs you very much at this time."

"Maybe it's enough for him to have the beautiful Isabella." Roger complained in a low voice, but still waved at Theodore, and followed him with his understanding eyes.

When Roger arrived, Leon had already placed Lesant in the camp extremely quickly.Fei and several senior priests were talking worriedly at the entrance of the tent, while Isabella was also stopped outside, walking back and forth worriedly.

"How's the situation of Lecent?" Roger walked over and asked Fei.

Fei shook his head lightly: "Your Highness is not injured, but looks more like sick. Bright magic can't help him. Leon is taking care of him."

"Maybe you can do it." A priest bowed respectfully to Roger, "Your potions are very miraculous, but please forgive us for being helpless."

"...I see, I will try it." Roger nodded, and then walked towards Lacent's camp, but was stopped by Isabella on the way.

"I want to meet him, can I?" the woman begged, looking very sincere, "Your soldiers said that my identity is unknown and I am not allowed to enter at will..."

Roger looked at Isabella, then turned his head and looked at Fei inquiringly, and after seeing him shake his head slightly, he replied apologetically: "Sorry, Nexant is a very important existence to us. , we cannot take any chances until he is sober and allows you in, or until we find out who you really are."

Roger tried his best to make his expression look fair, but only he knew how serious the selfishness in this passage was.Anyway, he didn't want to see any special relationship develop between Nexant and Isabella at all. Roger promised that if Nexant wanted to find Isabella as soon as he woke up, he would Will beat him unconscious again.

Isabella was a little disappointed, but in the end she didn't bother too much. She nodded slightly after sighing, and took a step back: "I see, your concerns may be correct, anyway, I have no other place to go now. I will always wait here, even if you spy on me, it doesn't matter."

"...Actually, the situation is not that serious. Please rest at ease. As long as you don't do anything strange, you will be safe." Roger smiled a little awkwardly, then turned and entered the tent.To be honest, he really didn't know how to face Isabella, he didn't want to show himself too stingy, calculating, and jealous—this would make him extremely embarrassed, but he still felt sorry for Lacente because It hurts to save Isabella and make such a mess of herself.Because Roger knew that with Lycent's character, he would help Isabella instead of turning a blind eye, which fundamentally explained how special he was to her.

...Originally, such a position belonged exclusively to him...

In the camp, Leon was trying to find a way to cool Lacente down. When he saw Roger coming in, he quickly turned around and asked him to see if there was any way to treat him.

Roger rummaged through all his belongings, but he still couldn't find a suitable potion. After all, injuries and illnesses in battle are two completely different concepts.

"If it doesn't work, there's nothing else we can do." Leon sighed and scratched his messy red hair.The battle had just ended, and they didn't even have time to rest and tidy up their appearance, so they had to deal with a lot of post-war matters immediately, "I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first, you can stay here and take care of it."

"Okay." Roger nodded, and after watching Leon leave, he gently placed his hand on Lyonte's forehead.

Taking off the armor and shirt for Laicant, Roger used mana to condense icy cold water, trying to wipe his body to cool down, but unfortunately, Laicant was still covered with heat, which did not relieve at all.

The cold water probably stimulated Lacent's nerves. After Roger gave up the attempt, Lacent snorted softly, and finally opened his eyes again.

"What's going on?!" Roger asked hastily, leaning close to him and sitting on the edge of the bed, raising his hand to caress Lacent's face, trying to keep him conscious, "Isabella said you were here to save her? What the hell have you done? Maybe finding the reason will take the heat off you—I'm afraid you've burned your brains out!"

"Save her...?" Lacente said a little dizzily, blinking his eyes in confusion, "I just... sensed a familiar aura halfway, and then went to have a look... I took her hand scraps of metal on it, then absorbed it..."

"...you went for metal fragments?" Roger had some black lines.

"Yeah." Lacente nodded honestly, with a smile of a successful prank, "She thought she accidentally lost it..."

"...She thinks that you made yourself like this because you saved her." Roger twitched his mouth, although his tone was a little bad, but he was refreshed, "So, it has nothing to do with her? So what's going on?"

"I don't know what's going on..." Lacent shook his head, "After absorbing the fragments, I felt a little uncomfortable... My body was very hot, and it felt as if something was inside my body, as if it wanted to explode..." Stretched out his hand Grabbing Roger's hand and rubbing it, Lacente's tone was full of begging, "It's so uncomfortable..."

"Aren't you going to hold it first, and then slowly absorb it when there is nothing to do?" Roger was a little helpless, but he had no way to get angry with Lacente at this time, and even followed his movements softly and fell on his knees. on him.

Lycente's eyes became extremely bright all of a sudden, obviously because of Roger's rare obedience and non-rejection, so he hugged him with every inch, and pressed his whole body tightly against him.

"Don't go, stay with me..." Laycent murmured softly, Roger nodded a little embarrassedly, and then looked away in embarrassment.

A rival in love is indeed a catalyst for feelings—although Isabella doesn’t seem to be a rival in love at all—even I can’t be exempt—Roger thought a little embarrassingly, and indulged Lycente’s delicate kisses to untie him. The palm that was lingering close to his skin, wearing the priest's robe, asked with red ears, "Do you think you have the energy to continue?"

"...If I had it, would you like it?" Lacente blinked.

"If you have, I would." Roger affirmed.He doesn't know whether his feelings for Lacente are love, dependence, or possessiveness, but once he realizes that he can't stand the relationship between him and others beyond himself, then what he needs to do is to try to grasp this talent matter.

... As for straightening out feelings or something, let's catch them first and then talk about it.

It was rare for Roger to let go, and Lycente's movements stopped immediately, his whole body tensed up, and he almost suspected that he had an auditory hallucination due to the high fever.

Seeing that Roger didn't intend to change his words, but just watched him silently with those beautiful red eyes that shone slightly, Lacente gritted his teeth, and immediately fell into an extremely entangled battle between heaven and man.

I want to do it, but I'm afraid of being laughed at if I can't do it well——Lesant has learned from the playboy Virgil that the first time is very important, and he must leave the best memories for his lover to help for future emotional development.

After a long time, Lacent lowered his head slumpedly, and buried himself in the crook of Roger's neck: "I will recover soon, and then you must not break your promise."

"...Okay, work hard." Roger stroked Lycent's black hair speechlessly, full of sympathy.

--What?You said that since Lacente couldn't use his strength, why didn't Roger come by himself?

——Do you think the good boy Roger is the one who would do such insane things as bullying the patients? ╮(╯▽╰)╭ Knowing that Nexant can't do anything now, Roger is very relieved to let him be on his body, and Nexant also slept very peacefully because of the promise.However, after a good night's sleep, the situation suddenly reversed.

"What?! You said that Lyon is missing?!" Leon jumped up from his chair, his face paled in shock.

"Well, when I woke up in the morning, I found that he had disappeared. I searched everywhere I could, but still found nothing." Roger's face was serious, but his red eyes could not hide his anxiety.

"Didn't you stay with him all the time yesterday? Did anything strange happen?" Leon also tried to calm himself down and asked in a deep voice.

"Yesterday I slept soundly. As soon as I opened my eyes, it was dawn, and Lecent was gone." Roger shook his head. He had sorted out the memory of the time period from last night to this morning several times. "Speaking of the only strange thing... it's probably the armor that appeared on my body inexplicably, and it seems to grow on me, and I can't take it off."

Roger opened the neckline of the priest's robe, revealing the black armor that clings to the skin.

"...I have a bad premonition..." Leon murmured, staring at the armor tightly protruding from the tip of the iceberg.

"...I have it too..." Roger lowered his head and nodded slowly.

"...if... I mean, if... it's really what we guessed..." Leon swallowed, and immediately rejected himself, "No, it will definitely not be like that, I must be thinking wildly !"

"...I think Jeffrey can probably prove whether we are thinking wildly..." Roger calmed down, and said softly, "I also hope that this is just thinking wildly."

——Damn it!People and beasts can bear it, at least the two sides can communicate, but people and armor are too curious, right? !Is this a fetish? !