[Western Fantasy] Creator's daily tasks

A month later, the news that Duke Slant died on the Babur Plain spread throughout the Izri Empire.

People all mourned for him, and even invited the Cardinal Smanfer of the Holy See to preside over his funeral.

Although his style of life is not very good, but in order to protect the border of the Izri country from the persecution of the Barber Alliance (orc alliance), he gave his life for it. This spirit is worthy of everyone's admiration.

Of course, this is just a superficial message from the royal family. As for the authenticity of the facts, no one cares. What they care about is who will inherit the last duke position.

Those nobles focused their attention on the Duchess of Slante, who is not just a noble lady who can only drink tea, chat, and attend balls, but the lover of the Duke of Slante is obviously not a person Lord of mercy.

Another month passed, and the most unexpected thing was that the two seemed to have reached some kind of agreement in private. The heir was the eldest son of the Duke. When the two appeared at the palace banquet like sisters, I don't know how many eyeballs exploded.

But Feinan's life is even more difficult. In the past, he could live a similarly well-to-do life. At least he could eat and drink enough. Although it was not luxurious, it was by no means simple. The original three dishes and one soup became the current one soup, occasionally a few vegetable leaves and soaked couscous bread on the soup.

Then it became what it is now...

Rapedo glanced at the people on the ground, gritted his teeth, and took out a piece of white bread from the ragged cloth. Obviously, this piece of bread had been hidden for a long time. Judging from the carefulness and the already black and hard touch, there were at least one or two pieces of bread. month's time.

This piece of bread was secretly given to him by the priest out of pity when the Holy Court of Light distributed food in the slums last time, and he kept it hidden on his body, so it was not snatched by those adults.

Rapedo swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and broke off a big corner of the bread in his hand. There was only a little bit of bread that was the size of a fist, and he broke it off Feinan's mouth and stuffed it in.

In this way...the two lived together through the first winter, and in the second spring, perhaps because of the favor of the God of Light, they were accepted by the Pope of the Holy Court of Light at that time. The captain of the guard who commanded the Knights of Light.

Things are unpredictable and changeable.

That lord... that is, the legendary God of Light actually sent down an oracle to let a noble young master take over the position of the next pope, and... asked the pope to kill the current holy son to ensure that this noble young master became the "only" one. heir.

Rapedo had already given up resistance at that time. Although he didn't understand that the teacher wanted to take his life, it was after all to raise him, so it was convenient for the Pope to make an agreement to let Feinan go and exchange his life with him.

Although this matter is a secret, how can there be an impenetrable wall in this world——Feinan got the noble young master drunk with wine, set out this secret, and accidentally learned that he came from a place called the 21st century .Moreover, the God of Light also promised him that he would be the next Pope and eradicate all those who were unfavorable to him.

This may be the reason why he started and developed a heart of betrayal. Of course, compared with the teacher, the Laputo who used to depend on each other is more important.Then he drew out the holy sword he carried with him and cut off the head of the so-called "new human being of the 21st century", embarking on a road of no return.

What happened after that can be guessed more or less-successful in killing the teacher, sentencing the Holy See of Light, joining the Church of Darkness, and finally now.

"I said, which character are you leading this time?"

Feinan said lazily.

"……not good!!"

Rapedo's face changed, and the light elements on his body passed away quickly, and quickly gathered into the human-shaped halo. The light chains in the void moved happily with the fluctuation of the elements, as if they had found its owner .

"...the God of Light!"

Feinan stared at the human figure, wishing he could stab him to death with a sword, what a mistake.They didn't expect that the rise and fall of darkness were all pretense laid by the God of Light in advance. Although they already had the determination to suppress the God of Light and kill this world, they still didn't expect that he would descend in such a posture.

【Yi Laizhe...he's here, we can only fight with our backs now. 】

The law descended quietly, observing the ADB space through Qi Yang's eyes.

Qi Yang stood up slowly, and suddenly broke the seal of McGill, a pressure not inferior to the halo descended completely, the godhead, soul, and divinity, three bodies in one, turned into boundless power and overwhelming gods. Hui slashed at the halo, but instead wanted to prepare Chu Tianxing to enshrine the god on the battlefield. Under this power, he would be destroyed and turned into flying ash, disappearing in this time, no matter the past, present, or future.

"Tsk. Mand, why are you so impatient."

A hand protruded from the halo, holding Magall tightly, and the overwhelming power disappeared in an instant, as if it hadn't appeared.

"Mand... You said that you are staying in the illusion, you are still Levier Xi, and I am still your younger brother, isn't it good?"

The silver-haired Shendi stood in the void, looked at the face close at hand and said slowly.

Qi Yang narrowed his eyes, twisted his right hand, and with the rotation of the gun body, he did not retreat but advanced, piercing his shoulder, "Gordo...or I should call you Isil."

"... Father God."

Like a sigh or nostalgia gently lingering in his ears, Isil quietly looked at Qi Yang in front of him, and his figure was reflected in his clear eyes.

Instead of retreating, he let McGarl pass through his shoulders completely, and then hugged Qi Yang tightly, with an expression like a child who left home, "...Father God, I miss you."

Qi Yang was caught off guard and hugged in his arms. He watched with complicated eyes that the blood on his shoulders gradually stained the golden wings. He sighed softly, retracted the penis in his hand, and slowly touched it as he did at the beginning. His back, "... Well, Isil, I'm back."

Finish.

Everything goes back to the beginning,

Come to the beginning of the beginning,

people have changed,

But still like a child in my heart,

longing for you...

contain everything about you...

The author has something to say: la la la is finally over, thanks to the little angel who has always supported me.

Thank you very much.

Although the ending has no beginning and no end, it is already the best for Yi Laizhe and Isil.

Thank you again for your support, and thank you for supporting 233 even though my holidays were interrupted.

I love you little angels.