Leopard of another world

Lance's biggest ideal in this life is not to live as hard as he did in his last life, but to live a mediocre life and wait for death.

Therefore, after completing the cheating mission, the unnecessary dark forces in the Eden Realm quickly retreated completely, leaving only a few long-buried dark threads to continue to inquire about the light church.

He didn't want to start a war between the two worlds and become a war lunatic, nor did he want to stay in Dekness's office room and deal with affairs in the dark. After making some arrangements for Dekness, he went back with Samuel The Eden Realm, in the name of personally investigating the truth of the god's ritual, actually takes advantage of official business to travel around the mountains and rivers, and experience the relaxation and comfort without burdens.

Of course, there will always be the dull dark Evan who is like a spirit behind him.

The first thing he found after returning to Eden Realm was that the notice that wanted him and Evan had disappeared.The places where their portraits were originally pasted have been replaced by other important criminals. It is a good thing that the Church of Light has given up looking for them.

The second thing he discovered was that the miracle of light came to the Eden world again. One of the evidences was that babies with the power of the light system began to be born one after another.This made him unpredictable. It stands to reason that the ritual of the gods failed, and the miracle of light would never reappear. What's more, he completely doubted whether it was the real festival of the gods. The bright-line baby picked up by the pastor sent by the church broke his guess.

"What's going on here? It seems that the child does have the talent of the light department." Lance and Samuel hid behind the door of a house, watching the crying baby being taken away by a priest, and the parents of the baby His face was full of pride and pride.

"The church was ambiguous/ambiguous about whether the ceremony was successful or not. A while ago, Claude sent back news that the church officially announced to the public that the ceremony was successful, and the messenger of God sent by the God of Light came, but because of the relationship between you and the Holy Knight of Light The destruction resulted in the loss of the lives of a hundred participants who should not have died."

"Huh?" Lance snorted coldly, pulled Samuel back to the street, and touched the butterfly bone in the north behind him: "It's really a beautiful way to shirk the blame completely. The festival was a success? They held it really Is it a ritual of the gods? What is the messenger of the gods? Another lie fabricated by the Church of Light?"

"The Messenger of God has never shown up. In short, the information we have is still not enough. Claude said that the new head of the Holy Knights is said to be a subordinate of the Messenger of God. He does have a powerful light power, even surpassing Evan's. , is a mysterious guy who wears a mask all day long."

"It's... a mess." Lance sighed, "The vigilance of the capital is at least ten times stronger than before I left. Even if we successfully infiltrate, it is impossible to get any useful information in a short period of time. Keep working hard."

He stopped, and Dark Evan, who was following behind him, immediately stopped, standing straight, with no expression on his disguised face.

Samuel took Lance's shoulder and rubbed his cheek affectionately: "What's the matter? Do you want to go to the tavern for something to eat?"

"Okay." Lance pointed casually: "That's the one, it's almost time for dinner."

Samuel walked happily with Lance in his arms, and the dark Evan followed behind him like air.

As soon as he entered the tavern, Lance regretted it. This is obviously not a high-end place. The smell of low-quality alcohol and tobacco almost suffocated him. The prostitutes were laughing and having fun, and the whole room seemed small and crowded, full of smog.

Lance held his nose and stepped back, bumping into Black Evan's chest. Dark Evan seemed surprised that his master suddenly retreated but there was no murderous look around him, and his plain face rarely showed a kind of bewilderment.

The prostitutes who stayed in the corner because they had no business were obviously very interested in the new arrivals. The three of them were handsome and very different from the rough guys in the tavern.

Five or six prostitutes clattered and surrounded them. Lance was hugged by two women who looked like they had been soaked in perfume. It is a stimulating fragrance.

"Ladies, please let go."

In line with the principle of being gentle with women, Lance struggled to breathe in the waves, trying to save himself: "I'm not interested in you... No, no, I'm not saying you're not attractive, I just..."

Lance heard a loud smack, and a woman's big red mouth made an intimate contact with his cheek.

Lance couldn't bear it anymore, he used a little magic to escape from the encirclement, and raised his voice: "I'm not interested in women!"

The two prostitutes rolled their eyes and turned to pester the remaining two. Lance breathed a sigh of relief.

Patted on the shoulder, he turned around and saw a thin and fair man grinning at him: "Sir, do you want to have some fun?"

Lance's face was stiff: "No, thank you, I'm not interested in you either."

From the shadows, a burly man walked out, winking at him charmingly: "What about me?"

Lance: "..."

A woman's sharp argument suddenly sounded in his ears. Lance turned his head and found that Samuel had escaped from the encirclement of women at some point, and was frowning as he watched the two women in front of him pushing each other with his arms folded.

"He's mine! Cousin!"

"I saw him first, you bitch! I'll keep that charming gentleman entertained till dawn for a three-dollar! You fuck off!"

"I... I only accept two silver coins!"

"I don't charge money! I don't charge a single penny! This handsome guy is definitely with me!"

Lance laughed loudly: "Listen, handsome guy! It's free! Go there soon."

Samuel walked up to Lance in two steps in three steps, picked him up, and strode out of the tavern.

Dark Evan saw his master being carried away, decisively pushed away the passionate prostitutes who were holding him, and followed.

Lance was carried by Samuel until he entered a hotel room and was thrown on the bed.

Getting up in a hurry, he saw the messy clothes and red lips of Evan who followed in the dark, and collapsed on the bed with his stomach covered and laughing.

The top of his head was suddenly enveloped in darkness, Samuel pressed up, raised his eyebrows, and said in a dangerous and soft voice, "Lance, you asked me to go whoring/whoring"

Lance immediately put away his smile and made a serious expression: "You heard me wrong, I just said that the drinks are free...free...puff hahaha——"

Still unable to hold back, Lance laughed and trembled all over.

Samuel couldn't bear it anymore, he lowered his head and kissed his lips fiercely.

The rubbing of the body quickly escalated the heat. Panting, Lance opened Samuel's head, and held down Samuel's hand that was already in his pants: "Hey...someone is watching..."

"A fool, ignore him." Samuel glanced at the dark Evan who was standing upright in the corner, and buried his head again to chew on the smooth skin.

The room was soon filled with groans...——

At noon the next day, Lance got up with a sore back and a sore back, and resentfully stuffed the lunch that Samuel had brought into his mouth.

Samuel on the side had a faint smile on his face, watching Lance's chewing movements, stretched out his hand to wipe the bread crumbs from his mouth, and put them in his own mouth.

Lance rolled his eyes, buried his head and continued eating.

After eating and drinking enough, Lance finally regained his energy. He opened the window and looked down at the street below.

A room obliquely in front was full of people, and the noise came, which was extremely lively.

"What's going on?" Lance poked his head out of the window.

Samuel: "Go down and see?"

Lance readily agreed.

When he walked to that house, the door was already crowded. Lance randomly grabbed someone who came out of it and asked him. He learned that the holy water had just been delivered from the capital and was being distributed to the residents of the city.

"This is the holy water brought by the envoy of God. Praise the God of Light, and generously give it to the people of every empire, and drive away all evil erosion and disease."

Lance did not have the identity card of the city's residents, so he could not drink the holy water. He watched people drink the distributed liquid from a distance, and felt that the liquid contained a strong light element, which made the holy water indeed have the ability to protect people from minor diseases. the role of infringement.

"I remember that the church treasures anything with bright elements. It seems that the envoy of God this time really has some good things. The old men of the church actually agreed to let him distribute them."

After hearing this, Samuel smiled slightly and said, "It's just a way to win people's hearts. The power of the church in the past hundred years is not as good as before. All of this, including the messenger of God, may be just a gimmick."

Lance agrees.

They walked along the street, and not long after, they saw another house full of people. Lance studied the sign on the door carefully and recognized the words Mercenary Union.

"What is it this time?" Lance probed, but unfortunately the front was so crowded that not even a fly could fly in.

Samuel took Lance's hand, and lightly brushed aside the crowd in front of him. The mercenaries sensed the mighty aura of an unparalleled strongman behind them, and spread out to both sides to make way for Lance. Obstacles came to the forefront.

There is a mission notice for a new post, with the emblem of the Church of Light on the lower right corner.

Lance took a closer look and exclaimed, "A hundred amethyst coins are enough for lowly nobles to spend their lives in luxury. The Church of Light is really generous."

Samuel raised his eyebrows, glanced at the notice, and chuckled: "Just for fifty dead leaves? Are they ground up and used instead of seasoning?"

Lance and Samuel glanced at each other, and they both saw doubts in their eyes. According to the book, dead leaf flowers only grow in the silent swamp at the southernmost tip of the mainland. Make the food more delicious, but the Silent Swamp is full of dangers. For thousands of years, no one would be foolish enough to risk their lives to get dead leaves and flowers to make seasonings.

The announcement worth a hundred purple gold coins issued by the church is undoubtedly incredible.

"Hey, you look strong, how about joining us and taking on the mission of the church?"

A burly man with red hair strode up to Samuel and smiled heartily: "One hundred amethyst coins, a big deal, it is said that it is a mission issued by the messenger of God through the church, we have gathered four strong men, you come Is it?"

Samuel looked indifferent, but Lance became interested.

What does the messenger of God need withered leaves and flowers for?

Touching Samuel's palm secretly, Samuel frowned slightly, but quickly spread it out, nodded indifferently at the red-haired man, and pulled Lance over.

"Yes, but you must take him with you."

The author has something to say: Happy Eleven, everyone!Happy birthday to the motherland! ~(≧▽≦)/~la la la

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