Fans always think he's a jerk

Louis finished dealing with the rebels, and when he came back, he saw an elf who was out of his mind.

"What are you thinking?" Louis sat next to Eckel.

Ai Keer let go of his frowning brows and shook his head: "It's nothing."

He was actually thinking about Rilian, and for some reason, he felt a little melancholy in his heart.

He shook his head, thinking no more.

Just a bad guy.

"By the way, you came back so quickly this time." Eckel said.

He wasn't quite used to being so close to Louis when he was awake, and he thought he moved slightly to one side.

Louis grabbed Ecker's wrist: "What are you running for?"

He picked him up and put him on his lap.

Because the space was too small, Eckel had to spread his knees and kneel on the chair, with Louis's spread legs between his legs.

Kneeling all the time hurts the knees, and Eckel has to sit down.

The moment he touched it, his face flushed red.

Aiker clenched his fingertips tightly, not daring to raise his eyes, and stared straight ahead stiffly.

What a strange pose, it's...so weird.

In order to prevent Eckel from falling back, Louis accidentally fell, and supported his waist with his hands.

The elf's waist is so thin that it can be measured with one palm.

When you put your fingertips on it, you can touch the dimples on the side of your waist through thin clothing.

Lewis felt itchy fingers and poked unconsciously.

The consequence of doing this is to get a squishy pixie.

Aikeel's waist was crisped, and there was his itchy flesh in that place.

His waist slumped, and he bumped into Louis unexpectedly.

Aikeel froze, with an angry face, but muttered: "Don't touch there."

Louis: "Itch?"

Eckel: "Yeah."

Pixies have a tendency to lose their temper.

Louis was amused, so he had no choice but to hold it obediently, not daring to make any more small movements.

When Louis settled down, he remembered the business.

He asked Ecker: "Do you want to attend my coronation ceremony?"

"The coronation ceremony?" Eckel asked back, and Kaysen seemed to have told him.

He thought for a while before saying, "Successor Pope?"

Louis nodded slightly: "Yeah."

He said slowly: "The coronation ceremony will be held tomorrow. At that time, all the kings on the mainland will come to the Holy See to participate in the coronation ceremony."

"Presumably they are on the way now and will arrive tomorrow."

"Do you want to join me?" Louis issued an invitation.

Aikeel thought for a while, then nodded: "Yes."

Louis stretched his eyebrows and said in a low voice: "I promise, you will see a feast that you will never see in ten thousand years."

These days, Louis instigated all the kings who could not be attached to the Holy See, and all the kings who opposed the theocracy over the king.

He will join hands with these kings headed by Cecil tomorrow to overthrow the Holy See.

Overthrow the Holy See that has ruled the mainland for tens of thousands of years.

Of course, after he got the Pope's scepter.

Even though today was the coronation ceremony, Louis was dressed the same as before, except that he put a red velvet cloak on his back perfunctorily.

The red velvet cloak marks the pope's identity.

Aikeer was led away by Louis, and he raised his eyes to look at Louis who had cold brows and unconsciously let out his hostility.

I don't know what Louis is thinking, he looks so angry.

The road was too long, and Aiker was thinking about things in a mess.

He lowered his head and counted with his fingers how many days he hadn't seen the teacher.

Has Mutu returned to the Dark Forest now?

When will he be able to go home?

……

He only raised his head in a daze when the surrounding gazes became too intense for Aiker to ignore.

Aiker realized that he had unknowingly arrived in the high hall where the coronation ceremony was held.

The kings hold scepters and wear red capes, sitting in an orderly arrangement around the two sides.

And he was facing everyone's eyes, being led by Louis, stepping on the red carpet at the bottom of his feet, step by step towards the Pope's throne.

It was as if the person to be crowned was himself.

Next to the seat of God is a familiar statue.

On the other side was the old Pope who held the Pope's scepter high and knelt on the ground to greet Louis.

The little elf had never seen such a big scene before, and was stunned.

He followed Louis blankly.

Louis took a step, he took a step.

Why are you looking at him instead of Louis?

It wasn't until Ai Keer was led by Louis to the first seat on the lower right of the throne that Ai Keer breathed a sigh of relief.

He couldn't wait to sit down and waved to Louis.

Because the hall was very quiet, Aiker said in a low voice: "You go."

Louis dragged down the red velvet cloak, covered it on Eckel, and said softly, "It's early in the morning, don't freeze."

Facing everyone's eyes, including the old Pope's eyes that were about to split open, Aikeel hugged the cloak in his arms: "Okay, it's not very cold."

He didn't understand that the cloak was one of the symbols of the pope's identity, and he didn't know that he shouldn't wear it.

It's just strange why everyone is looking at him, the kneeling grandpa's eyes are about to pop out.

Scary elf.

Louis turned around and blocked Eckel behind him.

All attention.

Louis frowned and said in a cold voice, "Let's get started."

The female believers who had already prepared played the golden harp.

Beautiful music lingers in the sky.

It's just that it doesn't match the new pope who is full of hostility.

Aikel watched Louis step by step towards the high position, turned his head to look around curiously, and saw Cecil staring at him as soon as he turned his head.

Eckel: "!"

Cecil should have been sitting where Eckel is now. His kingdom is the most powerful on the continent.

The first place in the throne of God has always been the position of the Rose King.

Cecil pursed his lips slightly, feeling a little angry in his heart.

What made him angry was not that his seat was robbed, but that he saw Aikeel and Louis so close.

Ai Keer was a little happy to see his friend: "Cecile? Long time no see!"

Cecil's eyes were dark blue, and he said hello in a calm voice: "Long time no see."

Now is not the time to worry about such things, he turned his head and continued to look at the high seat of God, with a serious expression on his face.

He had waited so long for this day to finally come.

Louis walked to the throne.

The old Pope was forced to assume such a posture, and his leg bones were broken.

But because of the rules set by the gods, the old pope had to hand over the scepter to the new pope. He dragged these two legs, savagely controlled his mind, and took out his well-hidden scepter like a walking dead.

Brought here again by the rules.

The rules lifted the control of the legs, and the old pope could only kneel on the ground, but because his hands were still controlled.

The old pope was forced to raise his hands, holding his scepter high.

His eyes were angry and resentful.

He had not suffered such a humiliation since he became Pope, and such a man deserved the Pope.

The old pope trembled angrily: "Only the pope can wear those clothes!"

He could not tolerate the Pope's majesty being trampled on like this.

The old pope's sanity was close to madness, and he begged the gods to let the gods see clearly that this kind of thug was not worthy of succeeding the pope.

Louis heard his whisper clearly, and his eyes were harsh: "God is dead long ago."

The old Pope's eyes widened instantly: "Presumptuous! How dare you offend the God of Light?"

Louis laughed: "Otherwise, how can I succeed the Pope?"

He picked up the Pope's tiara with playful eyes and twirled it between his fingers.

The attitude is extremely casual.

The old Pope made a loud noise in his throat, but he was too angry to say a word.

After watching Louis sit on the throne, he burst into tears.

All the kings got up in an instant, and before Aiker could react, they bowed slightly: "The Pope, please hold the scepter."

The rules take effect.

It forced the old Pope to get up from the ground and let him put the scepter into Louis's open palm.

Louis held the scepter in his hand, weighed it a few times, and said in a light voice, "The ceremony is complete."

The moment Louis' voice fell, the rules no longer held the old Pope's last breath.

The white-haired old pope aged rapidly and fell heavily to the ground.

When he died, he didn't even have time to close his eyes.

Louis said coldly, "Sit."

The kings took their seats.

Only Eckel didn't move, because he had been obediently sitting on the chair with his red velvet cloak in his arms, unable to understand the situation.

Louis forced himself to look away from Ecker, raised his chin slightly, and said to the female believers, "Run away."

They don't know why.

In the next moment, vines emerged from the bottom of their feet.

The female believers screamed in horror, and the harp was thrown to the ground, making several heavy bangs.

The vines opened their teeth and danced their claws like ghosts, driving them away from here.

The female believers ran frantically for their lives, and were killed by the king's soldiers guarding outside the temple the moment they left.

The screams stopped abruptly before they could even come out of the throat.

After the deathly silence, there was the earth-shattering sound of fighting.

The soldiers brought by the kings formed an army of their own and began to hunt down the believers of the Holy See. Everyone who submitted to Louis or not would die.

Including the Cavaliers.

And all the kings in the high hall didn't move, they just sat quietly with indifferent faces listening to the noisy fighting outside.

Or close your eyes and think deeply, or taste the red wine in the glass.

Everyone was suppressing their nervousness, waiting for the time when the Holy See would be destroyed, all of them looked stable.

The atmosphere in the hall was stagnant.

Louis satisfactorily played with the scepter in his hand.Those who can sit here are all carefully selected by him.

just.

Louis looked at Aiker, who was looking a little scared, and sighed slightly.

You shouldn't have brought the elf here, knowing that the other party would be scared.

However, he wants the elf to see with his own eyes how the god he believes in rises again.

Louis walked up to Eckel and held out a hand.

Aker only hesitated for a moment, then lifted off the red velvet cloak, and put his hand into Louis' palm.

Louis pulled him up and embraced him in front of the public.

Sit down with your elf in your arms.

The red velvet cloak fell to the ground.

Louis hugged Aikel's waist tightly, rested his chin on Aikele's shoulder, and put his lips close to the other's ear and whispered intimately.

He didn't want anyone else to hear what he said to the elf.

Louis almost whispered: "Are you scared?"

Aiker nodded, then shook his head again: "A little bit, I've seen a lot, and I'm not as scared as before."

Louis felt a sharp pain in his heart. Originally, his elf just had to stay obediently in the Dark Forest, waiting for him to pick it up.

These dirty things Eckel will never see, and will never know.

One day, the little elf will be pleasantly surprised to see his friends who grew up with him, and happily circle around him.

Then he discovered that his friend was not a human being, and also had a pair of wings behind him.

Then, Louis will take Aikeer out of the dark forest, take him to see the outside world, and enjoy freedom.

I was the one who grew up with Aikeer, and I was the one who took Aikele out.

……

Louis' vision is beautiful, but plans never keep up with changes.

He hadn't guessed that Eckel would be out of his grasp.

He left the Forest of Darkness because of an agreement, and by accident, they passed by many times, and he didn't even recognize his elf.

Louis sighed slightly, and all the heat was gently scattered around Eckel's face.

Ai Keer's ears were red, Louis' voice was too soft, he was too close, and he was still breathing.

So itchy.

He took a deep breath and calmed down a little.

Ask curiously: "Why are you doing this? Don't you want to be the Pope?"

Louis shook his head slightly: "No, I don't want to be Pope."

"This scepter is what I've always wanted."

Aiker looked at the scepter that was put down by Louis next to his seat. The scepter was shining golden and colorful, and it was very beautiful.

He looked and looked, but couldn't see any difference between this scepter and the king's scepter in Cecil's hand.

Aker asked, "Why?"

Why do you want it?Does it do anything?

Louis' eyes were slightly cold: "Aiker, do you know why you can communicate with me through that tree?"

Before Eckel could say that he didn't know, Louis continued, "That's the remains of the tree of life."

Akel: "The tree of life? Isn't that the light elf's?"

Louis: "The tree of life is indeed in their hands, but after the dusk of the gods, the tree of life was damaged, and the wreckage it fell off was moved back to the forest of darkness by the dark elves and transplanted somewhere."

"After tens of thousands of years of growth, the remains of the tree of life are enough to extend to tens of thousands of meters deep underground."

Aiker's mind was a little confused, what Ragnarok?What tens of thousands of years?Does that mean Ragnarok happened tens of thousands of years ago?

He didn't understand, but he was obedient and didn't interrupt Louis, and listened quietly.

"Thus, I, who was imprisoned tens of thousands of meters deep underground, got to know you through the wreckage of the tree of life." Louis sighed.

In the depths of the ground where the cold and darkness are boundless, Louis has long been unable to tell time, he is muddled, struggling to survive with hatred.

Day after day, I recalled the scene of my defeat back then.

He almost lost himself in hatred.

Over and over again, I recalled the scene when I was stripped of my godhead, robbed of my divine power, and even my divine weapon was stolen.

The God of Light joined forces with the Holy See and the traitors of the dark race to design a trap for Louis, and when he reacted, he was powerless to fight back.

The suppression of divine power even made him half-kneel on the ground, with the injured black wings half-hanging down.

Everyone surrounded Louis with weapons.

They looked excited, curious, and proud... The noisy voices rang in Louis' ears.

"Look, this is the Dark God? I thought it was so powerful, but it turned out to be vulnerable."

"That's right. Fortunately, I chose to believe in the God of Light."

"We actually defeated the god! I heard that there are many good things in the god..."

……

Louis looked at the ugly faces and tried his best to bear it, but he couldn't control the bruises all over his body.

These offal.

The next moment he snorted.

The God of Light swung the Sword of Light, pierced into Louis' wing bone, and severed off Louis' wings.

The wings of the gods are good things.

Because the divine feather contains the divine power of the gods, and the divine bones are the incarnation of the gods' divinity.

While Louis endured the severe pain, he watched these villains divide up the spoils in front of him.

They distributed his divine feathers to the Holy See, his divine bones to the light elves, and his weapon was transformed into the Pope's unique scepter.

Louis struggled to get up, and hanged all these people with vines, but he couldn't move, and was suppressed to death by the divine power of the God of Light.

Completely became a waste.

He looked at the pope who was besieging him holding the scepter, and looked excited: "I heard that it can predict the future and show the future scene."

How fitting for a Holy See that rules over a stupid race of humans.

The Bright Elf King smiled: "Yes, the godhead in this god bone can be used to raise the injured tree of life, I am very satisfied."

The bright elves can continue to rely on the mother tree's upbringing.

"Where is the divine power in the divine feather? It seems useless." The pope looked contemptuously at that time, and he played with the crow feather.

Not a god, can not use divine power.

Pope: "Take the crow feather as a collection, and use it to witness our victory in this great battle."

Louis's eyes were about to burst, he raised his spine fiercely, and blood poured out from the two holes on his back.

It hurt so much that he wanted to kill him.

He really wanted to kill.

In his confusion, he was forced to sign a contract with the gods.

When I woke up, I found that I was imprisoned deep in the ground, never seeing the light of day.

Tens of thousands of years have passed, and negative emotions have filled all of Louis' nerves. They have grown infinitely in the dark side, and the increasing tyranny has made him extremely thirsty for blood.

But one day, he heard an immature but beautiful voice.

At the end of the darkness, there seemed to be a little light again, Louis thought, and he tried his best to catch that glimmer of hope.

Louis hid all his dark sides, and he used a gentle voice to coax the young Eckel.

Louis listened to little Eckel talking about the wonderful things outside every day, and he yearned for freedom even more.But he suppressed it, and only hoped that the elf would come to see him every day and talk to him.

He watched the elf grow up day after day, and his inexplicable feelings gradually changed in his heart.

This is the elf he raised, his elf.

So Louis planned step by step to make Eckel get closer to him.

He told Ai Keer to stay in the dark forest obediently, waiting for him to pick him up.

……

Aiker suddenly turned around and covered Louis's mouth, his eyes were red, and he whispered, "Stop talking."

The voice was crying, as if he was about to cry in the next moment.

Obviously he was not the one who was hurt, but he was more sad than Louis, and he was so sad that he was about to cry.

Louis was amused, a little helpless: "Why are you crying?"

Eckel clenched his fists and said angrily: "They are too bad! How could they do this!"

"How can you take away your things? It's obviously yours..."

"And, and you didn't do anything, why? Why did you hurt you so much..."

As I spoke, I shed tears.

The corners of his eyes were very red, and he looked at Louis with moist eyes. Louis wanted to be angry with Eickel, but he couldn't get angry.

I had no choice but to coax softly: "Well, they are very bad, don't be angry."

Louis coaxed the elf sentence after sentence:

"Hey, don't cry."

"It's not worth it to be cried by them."

Aikeer wiped his tears and rubbed his eyes: "I didn't cry because of their anger, I cried because...I love you."

For the last three words, because he was too shy, Ekel bit the tip of his tongue and said it out of his mouth in a greasy and vague manner.

He spoke so softly that Louis couldn't hear him clearly.

So he leaned slightly and listened: "Because of what?"

Aiker said a little louder this time: "I miss you."

The roots of the ears are red.

He was shy and sad and angry.

Feeling really complicated, he said another sentence sullenly, as if trying to cover up those three words: "How can there be such a bad person."

Louis smiled, and raised his hand to wipe Aikeer's tears: "Yes, how could there be such a bad person?"

He is really not sad or angry now. Even before, he felt that he was lucky to meet the elf.

And now, he has avenged his revenge, and the little elf is also hugging him.

Nothing is uncomfortable.

Louis paused slightly as he wiped his tears with his finger bones. He looked at the red corners of Ecker's eyes and his powdery face.

His eyes darkened for a moment.

In the next moment, Aiker was pressed down by Louis, hooking his chin.

First a soft kiss landed on the corner of his eye, then the eyelid...

After the thin kiss, it was a gentle lick.

Irresistible, with the strength in Louis's bones, he pressed down on Aikeer and licked away the falling tears drop by drop.

Put it in your mouth and swallow it slowly.

Eckel's eyes closed the moment Louis kissed him, and his eyelids became even more wet even though he was wiping away his tears.

But I don't know why, Aikeer didn't resist such intimacy, he slightly raised his head, and let Louis kiss him.

Among the people in the temple, except for Cecil, no ignorant person dared to look at them.

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