His Highness traded his IQ for top-notch beauty

It was high in the sun, and Gaya was still immersed in the dream of being hugged and held high by Ian and couldn't extricate herself. It was vaguely felt as if someone was gently stroking her back.

He slowly opened his eyes, and a pair of obsidian-like pupils were staring at him.

Gaya slowly got up from the bed, her hair was scattered on her shoulders, she habitually opened her hands, her eyes were sleepy:

"Good morning Mr. Ian, give me a hug."

Ian seemed to have never enjoyed this kind of treatment, and he didn't even react for a while, and stood by the bed in a daze.

Seeing that the other party was unmoved, Gaya simply got up, wrapped his hands around his neck, clamped his legs, and successfully climbed to the top of the mountain, rubbing his head against his neck, the corners of his eyes were still red, and he looked like he hadn't woken up much. .

"I want to eat mango double skin milk, orange egg tart, and..."

"It's all right, but go wash your face first." Ian gently supported Gaya's little butt, and carried him to the bathroom.

After taking the child to wash up, he took out the water lotion that he hadn't used much to help him smell the fragrance, and tidied up the little lace of his nightgown. Ian looked like a qualified full-time nanny.

It’s just that he was still silent most of the time, and it seemed that he didn’t have much to talk about with Gaya. Gaya took the initiative to chat with him, but he only gave a symbolic “um”, which sounded very perfunctory.

"I have learned a little healing technique in the school of the God Realm, maybe it can temporarily relieve the pain of the patients."

Ian: "Yeah."

"Speaking of school, I just remembered that there was a boy named Sinai in our class. He was very naughty and even tore up textbooks to make origami airplanes."

"Ah."

"But it is precisely because of him that he tricked me into the restricted area that I was able to meet you, Mr. Ian."

"Um……"

"Mr. Ian." Gaya tilted her head with regret on her face, "Did you never read a book, so you don't know much about talking?"

Ian: "..."

"But it's okay. Although I don't study much, I will definitely teach you everything I know!"

Ian: "Thank you."

Gaya puffed up her mouth like a goldfish: "Are you perfunctory with me? I think my topic is boring."

"No, don't think about it."

"Then you praise me, I want to know what I look like in your eyes."

Ian stopped cutting the mango, and seemed to be thinking about this issue seriously.

After being silent for a long time, he finally opened his mouth: "You are beautiful, pure and noble, even if I am the embodiment of evil thoughts, I dare not have any reverie about you, any more thoughts are blasphemy against you."

"Hey, you're disgusting." Gaya jumped off the chair and hugged Ian from behind, "Although it's really disgusting, I'm very happy. I can't figure out what you're thinking, so I'm in a hurry. I know I'm clingy. So I'm afraid you'll bother me."

Ian stood there quietly, the softness behind him was still rubbing gently. I don't know, is this child confessing to himself by saying this?

"Is the cake still not ready?" He suddenly poked his head from behind, and Ian shrank his fingers nervously.

"immediately."

After eating and drinking enough, Gaya put on his coat, and planned to start with Ian from nearby. Although there is no guarantee that everyone can be cured, it is good to at least relieve their pain a little.

It's just that Gaya just opened the door and was pulled back by Ian.

He bent down and tried to keep the same height as Gaya: "Be well protected."

As he spoke, Ian took a mask and helped him put it on.

Although Gaya has a round face, his head is small and his chin is pointed. The mask was still dangling on his face. Ian carefully removed the lanyards on both sides of the mask and measured the length carefully to make sure it fits well. After the ear is too big and will not be strangled, I help him tie the ear rope.

He only showed a pair of round eyes, and all that was reflected in the pupils was Ian's figure, as if that was all he could see.

"Mr. Ian." Gaya got close to him and slipped into Ian's arms in an instant, "If there were more days like this, no, it would be great if it could be like this forever."

"How stupid." Although Ian said these words with a blank face, his tone revealed a subtle pleasure that is not often seen.

"Don't abandon me just because I'm stupid. When I was in the God Realm, someone said that because my biological parents made a mistake, I was also implicated and punished. It's not that I want to be so stupid. This is my punishment."

"It's enough to believe this kind of thing. Speaking of which, what are your parents' names?"

Gaya thought for a while and said softly: "I don't know, but I only know that my surname is Shura. No one has told me too much about my parents."

Seurat?

Hearing this surname, Ian was obviously taken aback, and his body became stiff a little bit.

He lowered his head slowly, looking at the young boy who was still leaning on his arms and acting like a spoiled child, that extremely special surname kept circling in his mind.

The Seurat family, once the leading nobles in the God Realm, although they did not hold important positions, almost controlled the entire economic lifeline of the God Realm. It is said that they were the first batch of angels created by God when the world was created. The existence of this ancient family is even stronger than that of angels. Legion is still farther.

At that time, two boys were born in this family, one was Austin, the current commander-in-chief of the Angel Legion, and the other was born not long ago because the family was liquidated earlier, so he was exiled among the people.

It turned out that the youngest son of their family was Gaya.

"Hey, why are you hardened?" Gaya poked Ian's chest curiously.

"No, let's go." Ian looked away, as if he didn't dare to look at Gaya.

There were ashes floating everywhere in Iver City, which looked like snow, and there was a strong stench in the air, which could be smelled clearly even through a mask.

In order to prevent the further spread of the plague, all the infected were concentrated in several camps. From a distance, the huge tents looked like gray graves, exuding the breath of death.

Gaya was a little timid, hiding behind Ian and clinging to him, subconsciously tightening her mask.

"It's okay, wait for me outside if you're worried." Ian saw his fear and comforted him.

"No, I don't worry about you going in by yourself."

After all, for the infected, Ian was the source of all these diseases. They wanted to crush him to ashes. What if he went in alone and was surrounded and beaten.

Gaya is really thinking about this issue seriously.

Ian doesn’t really want Gaya to go in either. Although he is an angel and he heals quickly, this child has never suffered much since he was a child. He looks delicate and tender, but he will be tortured if he is infected. He couldn't stand it.

After thinking about it, Ian put on two layers of protective masks for him.

As soon as he entered the tent, he could hear painful groans and groans. The whole tent was gray and desolate, and there was a cloud of fine sand-like dust visible to the naked eye.

The infected were lying miserably in the tent, with only a dirty and broken mattress as a bed under their bodies.

They looked terrible, covered with black spots, and many of them were spitting out black blood.

A little girl who was only five or six years old was hiding in her mother's arms. When she heard someone coughing loudly, she was so frightened that she whispered a few words, her big eyes filled with tears.

Gaya walked over and squatted in front of the little girl, and made a cute face at her: "Don't be afraid, I'm here to help you."

The little girl and her mother looked like they were still in the early stages of the infection, with a few dark spots on their bodies, and they looked very pitiful because they had lost their appetite and became emaciated.

The little girl looked at Gaya timidly, and thrust herself into her mother's arms.

The mother also looked at him vigilantly, covering her daughter's face with one hand without a trace.

"Sister, I know a little bit of medical skills, maybe I can help you relieve your pain a little bit." Gaya looked very sincere.

But the little girl's mother still doubted, "Who are you?"

"My name is Gaya." He generously announced his family name.

The child seemed harmless, with clear and clean eyes, and it was easy to put one's guard down.

Gaya stretched out her hands, and tiny stars appeared from the palms, shining brightly.

He patted the little girl's head lightly, and the dark spots on the little girl's body immediately disappeared little by little visible to the naked eye.

The little girl looked at the pile of little stars in disbelief, and her dim eyes became bright.

She looked at her mother in surprise: "Mom, I feel that my body doesn't hurt anymore."

The woman looked at her cured little daughter in surprise, her lips trembled slightly, and immediately checked other parts of her body to confirm whether the dark spots had completely disappeared.

"Go away, you dirty thing!" Suddenly, there was an excited roar from behind.

Gaya looked back and saw Ian standing in the aisle in the middle, with three or four middle-aged men nestled beside him. They stared at Ian fiercely like a hyena, baring their teeth.

Ian didn't seem to want to argue with them, he grabbed one of the man's arms and forcibly rolled up his sleeve to check the dark spots on his body.

"Damn it, why are you pretending to be kind? If it weren't for you, we would have suffered like this!" The man roared almost madly, his saliva flying in the air.

Ian raised his hand, and suddenly grabbed the man's neck and forced him to the ground. The man could only struggle in his hands, screaming in pain.

Sure enough, it was Ian's way of doing things. He pressed the person to the ground so that he could not move, then took his hand and continued to check his condition.

In fact, he can explain "I can really help you", but he seems to think that talking is superfluous, and he doesn't want to explain.

Gaya walked over and looked at the grinning patient who was pressed to the ground. After a while, he stretched out a hand and gently stroked his hair:

"Be good, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, the pain will stop soon."

Under Gaya's persuasion as light as the breeze, the man really stopped slowly, panting heavily, and looked up at the little boy next to him.

"What is your relationship with Darkness?"

Being asked such a question, Gaya didn't know how to answer him for a while.

"Maybe, I'm more clingy to him."

The man smiled and shook his head: "It's really a flower stuck in cow dung."

Just after he finished speaking, he clearly felt that the force pressing on him was getting heavier...

"He's not cow dung! QAQ" Gaya explained seriously, "Cow dung won't come to save you."

"Why explain it for him, uncle is going to be jealous." The man felt that the pain was gradually easing, and even joked with a yawn.

The dark spots on his body gradually faded and disappeared, and his dull chest became light and airy.

The man stretched his arms and kicked his legs curiously, and found that he was really healed!

"Thank you, little guy." The man excitedly took Gaya's hand, took out a piece of chocolate from his pocket and handed it to him, "As a thank you, I really don't have anything good to give you."

Gaya looked at the small piece of chocolate with bright eyes: "I, can I really accept it?"

"There is no repayment for saving your life, as long as you don't dislike it." The man stuffed the chocolate into Gaya's palm.

"Mr. Ian!" Gaya ran up to Ian excitedly, holding up the chocolate that was almost melting in his hand, "Look, I received a gift!"

He proudly raised his little nose.

"Yeah." Ian looked at him lightly.

"Praise me again." The child was not reconciled, and stuck to it, "I want to hear you praise me."

"Well, you're great."

The recovered man watched all this from the sidelines, with a gratified smile on his lips.

But suddenly a strange thought flashed through his mind.

I seem to have forgotten something, about chocolate, but I can't remember it, what is it...

In the evening, the medical institutions in the city center received news that most of the patients in the camp here had recovered. They came to the camp fully armed and checked the people here one by one, and they were really cured.

****

Gaya followed Ian after running around for a day, her feet were as heavy as lead, and she could hardly lift herself up.

He raised his head, looked at the few stars in the sky, and counted them one by one.

Just walking, suddenly bumped into a wall of flesh.

He retracted his gaze and felt the cold touch in front of him.

Gaya didn't dodge, but pushed forward even harder.

"Are you tired?" Ian asked, but there was still no emotion in his voice.

Gaya leaned on his back and nodded wearily.

In the next second, his body was suspended in the air for a while, and Gaya flapped his wings subconsciously, but when he saw Ian's face at close range, his body could not move, only the thunderous heartbeat remained, which was very clear in the silent night .

He didn't know what was wrong with him, but whenever he saw Ian's face, his heart beat fast.

Gaya turned his head away in a panic, took out the chocolate that someone gave him from his pocket in a disguised way, opened the packaging bag and quickly took a bite.

Slightly bitter, followed by a silky sweetness.

Compared with the cake that is very sweet in the mouth, the layering of chocolate seems to be richer.

"Is it delicious?" Ian asked softly.

"Hmm...um..." Gaya bit the chocolate, so sweet that he almost couldn't breathe.

At this time, two stars suddenly appeared in the sky.

The night fog was hazy, but these two stars shone strangely.

The two stars seemed to be falling, getting bigger and faster.

Gaya also noticed this strange phenomenon, and looked up at the two stars curiously: "What is that?"

"Shuh—" The sound of flapping wings pierced the silent night.

Gaya's body tensed suddenly, he raised his neck, and his pupils continued to expand——

Two pairs of huge white wings extended from the back of the pure white angel. The two big angels stepped on the mist and slowly stopped in mid-air, staring at the two on the ground with stern faces.

Immediately afterwards, countless angels with wings gathered from the sky like locusts crossing the border, and stopped neatly in front of the two of them.

Gaya hugged Ian's neck subconsciously, her eyes filled with timidity.

Could it be that God has discovered his whereabouts and sent someone to arrest him?

"Your Highness, long time no see." The visitor greeted Gaya hypocritically indifferently.

"You, why did you find it so quickly." Gaya's body was shaking.

"Don't worry, Your Highness, your private escape has nothing to do with us, we are only here to handle our own work."

Archina raised his hand, and an orange flame melted in his palm.

He looked around, and suddenly raised his hand at an old house that had collapsed.

The flames spread suddenly, and the flames licked furiously, like a hard pillar slamming into the pile of collapsed houses.

In an instant, the fire ignited ragingly, quickly devouring everything around the house, ashes fluttered and scattered in the air, and the strong smell of burning fainted in the turbid air.

"What are you doing!"

Seeing everything in front of him, Gaya couldn't believe it. He didn't understand what kind of medicine this person had taken to set fire as soon as he came over.

"Your Highness, the best way to eliminate the plague is burning at high temperature. Although it is inconvenient for me to ask about your actions, I still want to tell you that I hope you leave here as soon as possible, because—"

He waved his hand, and the angels behind him quickly rushed forward.

"This place will soon be reduced to ashes, everything, everything."

In an instant, the surrounding flames soared into the sky, illuminating the dark city like daytime.

Stern cries came from the fire, and none of the patients who were still mourning and lying on the street waiting to die were spared.

Ian gently put Gaya aside, suddenly jumped up and rushed to Archina, raising his hand to strangle his wrist.

"Stop." His voice was cold, but a little sullen.

Archina withdrew his hand, his movements were graceful and calm, and an unpredictable smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "Darkness? Long time no see."

He said hello like this, but the action of setting fire on his hands did not stop.

In a hurry, Gaya took off his coat and rushed to the fire, trying to put out the fire with his coat on.

But this is tantamount to scratching the itch, but it makes the fire more fierce.

"I told you to stop." Ian's voice suddenly rose an octave.

"You should take care of yourself first." Archina avoided his hand and said to the angels behind him, "Please follow God's will and be sure to completely wipe out the plague."

"God?" Gaya was stunned.

Did the gods order them to burn all the city of Evil?How can it be?God has always been merciful, so how could he choose the simplest and most brutal method to eliminate the plague regardless of the lives of millions of people.

"Don't insult God! He can't let you do such a heartless thing!" Gaya clenched her little hands, her eyes were red.

"Desperate?" Archina narrowed his eyes, with a sneer on his lips.

"Your Majesty, is it true that justice must wait until the plague spreads to the whole world and makes life difficult for the people of the world?"

"It's not that they cannot be treated. Ian and I have been working hard. Today, hundreds of people have recovered and returned home. There is obviously a better solution, isn't there?"

"Your Highness." Archina's smile was very gentle, "Then please tell me, how long will it take you to completely cure the more than 30 infected people?"

In a word, the choking Gaya was speechless.

Archina raised the corners of his lips and smiled ironically. He raised his hand and released a flame: "And we only need a few minutes."

There were shrill screams and the sound of objects exploding one after another, and Evil City instantly turned into a Shura hell, with resentful souls roaring and crying, the flames shining like day and night, and the smell of decay continued to ferment——

"We are all poor worms abandoned by God, God will not bless us, he just wants us to die!"

There was a roar from nowhere, and Yannis' loving and gentle smile broke into pieces in Gaya's mind for an instant.

Looking at his proud masterpiece, Archina's smile widened.

But all of a sudden, a black shadow swiftly passed before his eyes, and before he could see it clearly, Archina felt a sudden chill coming from behind him.

"Aren't you going to stop?" A cold and decisive voice sounded from behind him, and immediately after, Archina felt as if his wings were being pulled by someone.

Behind him, a pair of cold, pitch-black pupils.

"You know, it's not the first time I've done something like killing an angel."

Archina froze for a moment, and wanted to turn around, but the strong sense of oppression made him unable to move.

He tried hard to calm his breath, and after a long time, he pulled out a smile that was uglier than crying.

"You don't really regard yourself as a savior, do you, Your Excellency Darkness, don't you know how these people insult and curse you behind your back?"

"I know." Ian replied firmly.

"I'm not noble and I don't intend to save anyone."

He squinted his eyes, and suddenly increased the strength in his hand.

The pure white wings in his hand were torn open, and blood gushed out immediately.

"It's just because Gaya likes this place very much, so I hope you stop."

Severe pain hit, and a large piece of down feather was stained with bright red blood.

But Archina still gritted his teeth and frowned: "You filthy bastard is also worthy of thinking about Your Highness? No matter in the past or in the future, Your Highness can only belong to the gods. Instead of letting me stop, it's better to put away yours." Ridiculously unrealistic idea."

"You're right, I really don't deserve it." Ian pressed Archina's neck with one hand, and pulled his wings with the other hand——

The sound of skin and flesh being ripped apart was accompanied by gushes of blood.

"But there is one thing you got wrong. Gaya doesn't belong to anyone, he is an independent individual, if you really love him, just keep your mouth shut and obediently listen to his thoughts."

The torn wings fell to the ground like the wings of a big white goose, hitting Gaya's feet.

He was so frightened that he staggered back two steps and couldn't help but raise his hand to cover his wings.

Just looking at it, you can feel the heart-piercing pain.

The other angels saw that their leader Archina was injured, and stepped forward to help.

But when they met those fierce and indifferent eyes, they subconsciously took half a step back.

Gaya was stunned: Are you serious about taking half a step back?

"Go back and tell your beloved gods that I will guard the city of Evil and welcome him to visit at any time."

Pushing Archina away, Ian fell to the ground and walked to Gaya who was still trembling.

Archina almost gritted his back molars. He clutched his arm that was still bleeding, and the back of his hand burst out with blue veins.

It took him a long time to turn around and whisper to the angels behind him, "Go back first."

"You're bleeding! QAQ" Gaya saw Ian's bloody right hand, and circled around him distressedly.

Ian raised his hand and glanced, and said lightly, "It's not my blood."

"That's good, that's good... Hurry up and put out the fire!" The silly boy immediately raised his tattered coat and continued to contribute his useless power to the fire.

Ian raised his hand and cast a spell, extinguishing the fire.

But those poor people who unfortunately lost their lives in this fire can never be saved.

"Bad, how could you do this." Gaya sobbed twice, and buried her face in Ian's arms.

On the other side, when Archina and the others returned to the temple with serious injuries, the first thing they did was to find Yannis and report.

"Your Highness did go to Evil City. I'm sorry Your Majesty. We tried our best, but Daknis came forward to stop us and tore off my wings. The patients are in great pain, but seeing us right now is really helpless. "

Yannis looked at the half of the wing that was still bubbling blood, and lost the old smile on his face.

"The other party even clamored, saying that we are nothing but bereaved dogs. If you have the ability, please come and find him personally." Aqina frowned, "Please forgive us for our lack of ability and not completing the task of saving the world."

Yannis waved his hand, indicating that they should go to recuperate first, and then make plans later.

His fingers tapped the table rhythmically, as if he were meditating—

****

"Mr. Ian?" Gaya suddenly popped his head from Ian's back.

Ian was leaning against the bed and meditating. When he saw Gaya, he immediately raised his hand and buttoned it, trying to make himself look more dignified.

"Still thinking about what happened just now?" Gaya said, and raised his hand in a tearing motion, as if implying that he just tore off Aqina's wings.

"No, it's all over, and you should take a shower early to rest." Ian's faint tone did not reveal any emotion.

Gaya stood up straight, trembling her little wings, as if to amuse him, and saluted: "Good sir, Ian! Guaranteed to complete the task!"

Ian didn't think about it. Indeed, during the battle of the God Realm, countless angels died in his hands. What he cared about was not this at all, but that Yannis couldn't let it go.

The former self was also a part of Yannis' body, so he knew this man too well, as well as his attachment to Gaya.

Even the god who is like the stars and the moon was once so humble that he thought that the dirty evil thoughts in his mind were not worthy of living and coexisting with Gaya, so even though he endured the pain of his skin, he separated the evil thoughts from his body.

But in fact, a person's nature will not change easily. Even if the evil thoughts are separated, the feelings for Gaya will not be reduced by half. Even with such hints, it will become more crazy and stronger.

Ian looked up at the clock and found that it was past eleven o'clock.

Gaya's bath was really long enough, and no one was seen after an hour.

Ian wondered if he was too sleepy and accidentally fell asleep in the bathtub.

He put on his coat and lit the wall lamp in the corridor.

The flickering candlelight elongated his shadow obliquely.

Looking at it from a distance, a small head popped out of the bath, and the heat of the bath had already dissipated, leaving only a little warmth.

"You've been washing for a long time, the water should be cold." He walked behind Gaya, without looking at his body, but committed himself to picking up Gaya's change of clothes from the ground and handing them over, "Come out."

"Tick tock—" the sound of water droplets falling.

After waiting for a long time, there was no response from Gaya.

Did you really fall asleep?

Ian came closer, looking at his face with extremely gentlemanly eyes.

But unexpectedly, Gaya's eyes widened, and her cheeks were filled with bright red.

His pupils were unfocused, and he looked around in a daze, his eyes were red, and there seemed to be tears welling up.