Professional Red Thread Cutting [Quick Transmigration]

The chain hit the face directly, and when Shen Chun grabbed it with one hand, a silver light shot straight over. Ove turned his head hastily, but before he could see clearly, his body lightened, and he was carried away from there.

With his arms around the man's shoulders, when he opened his eyes, he only saw the mess in the room.

The chain shrunk, swept across countless ornaments, and the sound of breaking exploded. Jagger directly drew out his sword and attacked Shen Chun.

However, the sword pointed at the vampire who was holding the person, but he was gently sideways. Before Jagger could react, he was kicked and flew out. His body hit the guardrail directly, and his body hurt to the extreme.

Ove's eyes were wide open, and when he turned his eyes, he saw clearly the man's dark red pupils, which are the characteristics of blood races, and it is irrefutable: "G...Mr. Gwent..."

"Ove, have you seen it clearly? He's a vampire!" Jagger got up from the ground, grinned and grabbed the sword again, and attacked Shen Chun.

This time the sword was stabbed, but before he was surprised, the stabbed figure dissipated immediately, and a heavy blow came from his back, and when he fell to the ground, he was directly stepped on his back, unable to get up at all .

No resistance.

Ove looked at the man with extremely bloody eyes in shock, his appearance didn't change at all, even the curvature of the corners of his lips didn't change, but there was a kind of coldness that penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

He finally clearly realized that the person in front of him was not of the same race as him. He was a vampire who treated human beings as food.

If it is not stopped, he will even trample Jagger to death like an ant.

"Mr. Gwent, please don't do this." There was a tremor in Ove's voice, and he wasn't even sure that his request would be useful, because he might also be food.

The gentle Mr. Gwent has been poked out of his gentle appearance, and I am afraid he will never come back.

[Host, you are scared for nothing. ] 521 said.

Although the host's attitude towards Jagger was much gentler than towards the vampires, it was cruel enough in the eyes of the little priest who had hardly seen any killing.

The originally gentle, considerate and perfect lover suddenly turned into a blood-sucking maniac, not to mention that he might kill others in a few minutes. He is a person with poor psychological endurance, and he has to doubt his life at this moment.

【He did it first. 】Shen Chun said.

It's all about saving face if you don't kill them, and it's impossible not to fight back.

"Little Ove, are you begging me to let go of this person who wants to kill me?" Shen Chun looked at the shivering little priest in his arms and smiled.

Ove's eyes widened, he opened his mouth but didn't know what to say, his eyes were flushed anxiously: "I...please."

"Actually, it's not impossible to promise you." Shen Chun smiled, "But there are conditions."

"What is it?" Ove looked at him and whispered.

"It's no use begging him!" Jagger tried his best to support his arm on the ground, but he couldn't move a little bit. "Gwent, kill me if you have the ability."

"It's not time for you to speak." Shen Chun pushed him back to the ground, looked at the little priest and smiled, "Kiss me."

Ove's eyes widened, and the tears streaming down to the corners of his eyes were forced back.

Shen Chun lowered his head to signal, and Ove tentatively supported his shoulders, and slightly lowered his eyes to move towards him. When he met his gentle gaze, his heart started beating again.

It shouldn't be, but this is Mr. Gwent who makes his heart beat.

His cheeks were flushed, and his heart was timid and shy. When the complexity reached the extreme, his lips touched his, just lightly, and before he left, he was supported by his back and kissed deeply.

"Hmm..." Ove's eyes widened, and his heart felt sad again following the kiss.

Mr. Gwent he... was kissing him.

Jagger reluctantly turned his head and looked at the two people who were kissing in the night, one was as elegant and handsome as ever, the other was beautiful and clean, like the blackness blaspheming the pure white, yet it was somewhat beautiful, he My mood can no longer be described as complicated.

Being kissed so obediently was not only because Ove wanted to save him, but also because he fell in love with him. After all, he was still seduced by this devil.

Jagger's gaze was extremely straightforward, and when Ove saw it from the corner of his eye, he pushed the man's shoulder: "Don't..."

To be stared at and kissed is so perverted.

Shen Chun let go of him, looked at the little priest whose eyes and brows were smudged with affection, and said, "Little Ove is so cute, but he's a little too shy."

"Mr. Gwent, Jagger..." Ove regained his senses, hesitant to speak.

"I will do what I promised you." Shen Chun backed away.

When Jagger got up from the ground, he held the dagger and drew it back, but when he saw the figure again, the other party was already standing on the guardrail lightly: "Gwent, you let him go, if you kill the priest of the Holy See , this land will no longer have a place for you."

"What am I going to do here?" Shen Chun hugged the person in his arms tightly and said with a smile, "I have already got what I want, since you found this place, I will give it to you."

"Gwent, his life would be worse than death if he follows you!" Jagger rushed over, and Shen Chun had already landed on the nearby tree.

"If you didn't bother him, he could still stay in the Holy See." Shen Chun hugged someone and looked at him and said, "But he can't do it now, he will be labeled as dealing with the devil, and then executed in public."

Ove tensed up, and Jagger leaned on the fence and said, "You shouldn't have provoked him in the first place!"

"Little Ove, did you want to know me at first?" Shen Chun asked with downcast eyes.

Ove looked into his eyes, even though one of them was dark red, but this is indeed the person he likes, he was moved for him, even though he was scared and wanted to run away, but at first he really wanted to know him: "Yeah .”

"Father Ove!" Jagger climbed up the guardrail, "Don't be deceived by him, what the blood race likes to do most is to use their appearance to attract ignorant humans, and let them suck them dry when they fall in love blood, die in bliss! Don't trust him!"

His breathing was rapid, and his eyes were full of eagerness.

Ove's body was slightly stiff, but Shen Chun chuckled and said, "Jagger, if I really plan to do that, don't you think you're hurting him by telling him this kind of thing at this time?"

Jagger's complexion became very ugly: "Don't mess around!"

"Goodbye." Shen Chun turned around and disappeared from the shadow of the tree.

The moment his figure disappeared, Jagger frowned fiercely.

that figure!

No, how to save people now, he seems to have done something bad with good intentions, but if he is left alone, the result will not be much better.

The shadow of the tree retreated beside him, and the night wind swept over his body. Ove looked up at the man who was quickly passing by the forest, and suddenly shuddered.

Shen Chun stopped on a tree, put the person down and said, "Don't move."

Ove's feet stepped on some rough tree bark, and he felt dizzy when he looked down. He tentatively tried to hold on to the tree trunk next to him, but his hands and feet seemed to be slipping. His slight stagger caused his heart to frighten, and he was hugged again. When I was in my arms, the sense of security seemed to return to my body.

The line of sight is close at hand, but there is a feeling that things are right and wrong.

Ove struggled lightly, moved his footsteps back slightly, his eyes were full of timidity: "Are you going to suck blood here?"

"This is indeed the time for me to eat." Shen Chun clasped his waist and lowered his head, "Don't worry, just suck a little blood, you won't die."

Ove's eyes widened, looking at the fangs growing out of his mouth, he couldn't help but grabbed his arm and closed his eyes when he leaned over.

A sharp feeling flicked across the side of the neck, as if testing where to sip.

The little priest's breathing was slightly stagnant, tears were dripping from the corners of his closed eyes, his heavy teeth brushed against his neck, his eyes turned slightly, he chuckled lightly, and dropped a kiss there.

The moist feeling came into contact, but there was no tingling sensation for a long time. Ove gently opened his eyes, met the man's slightly raised gaze and said, "Should I taste the blood before sucking it?"

"Well, little Ove's blood is definitely the best." Shen Chun laughed.

Ove's eyes began to burst into tears again: "So you were eyeing my blood from the beginning?"

【Host, you shouldn't let Jagger say that to Bai Bai. ] 521 said.

Those words are purely sowing discord.

[If he doesn't say it, others will say that no matter if it's a human or a blood race, they don't think it's possible to have true love across races. 】Shen Chun smiled and said, 【He always wants to hear it, and then identify himself. 】

"Then I should take you away while no one is around." Shen Chun lowered his head and said, "I'm locked in my castle, and I just want to drink as much as I want."

Ove was speechless: "Then you, what do you want to do?"

"That depends on what you want me to do." Shen Chun stroked his lips and said, "Actually, the blood here is the most delicious."

He lowered his head slightly, and Ove stared wide-eyed and turned his head away, but he was supported and greeted by him. When the soft touch touched him, he gently pushed and refused: "Don't..."

The kiss deepened, and all the words of resistance were exhausted. The original resistance became obedience. Even with timidity, it seemed that he was extremely obedient.

When the lips parted, Ove touched his own lips and was slightly lost in thought. Shen Chun took off his coat and wrapped it around his body, and hugged him again.

The figure left the tree, but Night Breeze wasn't so cold anymore.

Ove supported his shoulder and was lost in thought: "Where are you taking me?"

"The human site is not very safe, I will take you back to my castle." Shen Chun lowered his head and said.

"Lock, lock it?!" Ove said in surprise.

"You're actually right to say that." Shen Chun smiled, "Whoever told you to run away in fright when you see my identity, it's better to lock it up for peace of mind."

Sure enough, he found out from the very beginning, and Ove tried to discuss: "I won't run away again."

"In this case, it doesn't make any difference to stay in my castle." Shen Chun laughed, "I won't run away anyway, right?"

Ove's words were blocked in his throat. He really wanted to be with Mr. Gwent all the time, but that was Mr. Gwent before, and this one is so scary...

He should have listened to Mr. Jagger at that time, maybe... no maybe, because he won't listen, he is terrible, but he still seems to have the shadow of Mr. Gwent.

Will the deception of the blood race be so terrible?His heart has completely fallen on him, to what extent can he be considered satisfied?

The scent of flowers came, and when Ove looked down, he saw a large snow-white orchid of the valley, which swayed together when blown by the wind, like an elf in the wind, and the crisp sound of bells seemed to ring in his ears.

The huge castle is close in front of you, and there are orange lights in it, but in the darkness, it looks like a huge beast, crawling quietly, devouring everything close to it.

Oweser flinched, Shen Chun hugged him and said, "Don't be afraid."

Just like that, his heart seemed to calm down instantly.

Mr. Gwent.

Mr. Gwent who made him feel sweet and sad.

The gate of the castle opened, and countless blood clans stood there, all bowing down to salute: "My lord, welcome your return."

They wore decent clothes, the patterns on the clothes were exactly the same as the patterns on the castle gate, and they also had excellent appearance, but they also had dark red eyes.

Bloodlines!

so much!This is not a castle at all, it is a lair!

Ove subconsciously hugged Shen Chun tightly, and Shen Chun hugged him in his arms, and stepped in with him in his arms.

The smell of human beings permeated the air, but none of the blood races with their heads down dared to spy on them.

"Get up." Shen Chun left a sentence when he went upstairs.

The vampires raised their heads one after another, and one of them rubbed the tip of his nose and said, "My lord prince has brought back a human being."

"This is nothing unusual." The other said, "My lord prince always wants to play, you say yes, Bilko."

Birko squinted at him and said, "I advise you not to talk about Mr. Albert's things lightly, otherwise you won't know how you died."

The other blood races were all thoughtful.

They all knew what kind of threats Bilko had suffered before. If he failed to do something, he would be sucked dry by the vampire and die.

Being sucked dry by monsters that are more contemptible and filthy than humans, they would rather kill themselves.

"We're just discussing, and we don't have any covetous intentions." One of the blood clansmen said, "Birko, you were punished so severely by the prince because of temptation."

"I heard that it was a priest who was brought back this time. He brought people from the Holy See. Mr. Albert is indeed very powerful."

Shen Chun left there, lights were lit up beside the spiraling stairs, dispelling the surrounding darkness.

Ove raised his head tentatively, looked at the huge castle and sighed softly, feeling that he might never be able to escape from here again.

"Why are you sighing?" Shen Chun carried him into a rather spacious and huge room.

The thick carpet, the extremely spacious bed, and the curtains that fell to the floor made the moonlight shine like a blood moon when it entered.

"There are a lot of vampires here." Ove was placed on the extremely soft bed and almost staggered.

"Don't worry, they all wake up at night and fall into a deep sleep during the day." Shen Chun took the handkerchief, gently held his ankle and wiped his footpath, "Normally they won't hit of."

"But you never slept deeply during the day." Ove shrank his feet and said.

"Of course it is to match your schedule." Shen Chun smiled, "Otherwise we would never meet."

Ove's eyes trembled slightly.

"Little Ove, you don't want me to fall into a deep sleep during the day, do you?" Shen Chun got up and said.

Ove shook his head quickly: "I don't, I don't think so, really!"

His tone was tense, obviously thinking about it.

Shen Chun smiled and pinched his cheek and said, "Then I will trust you for now."

Ove huddled on the bed, looked at him twice and then looked away.

Shen Chun pulled over the quilt beside him and said, "Go to bed early."

Ove put his legs in obediently, but when he was lying down, he saw a man come in: "What are you doing?!"

"Sleep." Shen Chun stopped, looked at the little priest who was trying to retreat, leaned forward and said, "Otherwise, what does little Ove think I want to do?"

"It's nothing!" Ove put his hands on his shoulders, his eyes widened.

The person under him was like a frightened rabbit, ready to run away at any time, Shen Chun's fingers brushed the slightly wet corners of his eyes and said: "Be good, I've been tossing around for so long tonight, just sleeping."

Ove's nose sounded a little breathy, and he just relaxed his nerves, but was embraced by the man lying next to him: "Mr. Gwent!"

"Yeah." Shen Chun put his arms around his waist and looked at the little priest's red earlobes and said, "What's wrong?"

"There are a lot of beds in the castle." Ove's heart was beating violently, partly because of fear, but also because of the warmth of the strong hands clasped around his waist and his back.

"Little Ove, you have to get used to being with me." Shen Chun put her nose on the side of his neck, and gently rubbed his neck with her hand, "Sooner or later you have to get used to it."

"But..." Ove tentatively grabbed his hand and said, "It's itchy."

His eyelashes trembled slightly, Shen Chun took a deep look at him, hugged his waist tightly and said, "Have a good rest, if you wake up at night, you will face a large number of blood races."

The body in his arms was slightly stiff, and he almost closed his eyes immediately, but there was no reason for it.

Shen Chun chuckled, Ove was a little curious, but didn't dare to open his eyes to look again.

After tossing all night, it is indeed exhausting physically and mentally. Even though there are many complicated thoughts in my heart, I can't resist the turbulent sleepiness.

In just a moment, the little priest in his arms was already fast asleep. His body was sunk deep in the soft bed and he was in a state of complete relaxation. His blond hair slightly covered his cheeks, and his eyelashes trembled with his breathing.

It seemed that he felt that his arm was a little imprisoned, so he turned over directly, as if looking for some support, his arm was already on Shen Chun's waist, and he completely regarded this place as his big bed in the Holy See.

【Host, you are not afraid to scare Bai Bai out of the water. ] 521 said.

[He has a big heart. 】Shen Chun looked at the sleeping Humanity in his arms.

The little priest who can't fall asleep because of love entanglement, can sleep so soundly now, one is because he is sleepy, and the other is because he has a big heart. If he is really scared, he will not be able to fall asleep.

[Big heart is not the reason for you to scare him. 】521 worked hard to correct the host's behavior of bullying his wife.

【So cute. 】Shen Chun hugged him into his arms, lowered his head and kissed the corner of his lips, and said, 【Don't bear it yet. 】

521: […]

A man who puts his wickedness on his head and is sure that his wife is definitely him, sometimes he really has nothing to fear.

……

The manor was abandoned. Jagger planned to use a chain to hold the guardrail and go downstairs, but he frowned when he reached the edge of the fence, jumped back into the room, opened the door and put on the candlestick, and opened other doors in the corridor. Door.

One room, two rooms, three rooms...

The house is tidy, but there is no one there. All the servants that should have been in this manor have disappeared. They are not vampires, let alone vampires. Those humans... Could it be?

Jagger ran around and his heart sank. Perhaps Gwent would be kind to humans for a moment, but he would also kill others when he rose up.

Those people were probably all dead, and it was not accidental that Gwent took Ove away, but had been prepared for a long time.

Kindred have never had any feelings for humans, all they want is to find something fun to do in their boring time, watch them fall in love, watch them fall in love, and then take their money when they are bored. life.

Ove's attitude when he knew Gwent's identity was a bit too calm, obviously he didn't just find out, if it wasn't intentional, with Gwent's ability and Ove's simplicity, it is quite a matter of wanting to find out that he is a vampire. Disaster.

"Fuck!" Jagger thumped against the wall, his eyes a little red.

If he had simply informed the Hunters Guild and dispatched all of them to expel Gwent, perhaps the entire manor would not have died, and the little priest would not have been taken away.

Now Ove's ending may be more tragic than others. He was killed by his loved ones and turned his back on the gods. After death, he may not even be able to close his eyes, and his soul will never be redeemed.

Jagger sat in this manor until dawn, but didn't see any sign of it. He opened the gate of the manor and left, and ran towards the city with utter anger on his face.

Just after he left, the blood clan who stepped into the place with an umbrella covering the sun took away everything here, leaving only an empty manor in place.

When the city first opened, Jagger's horse galloped straight in, and the streets were sparsely populated, with only occasional passing carriages and pedestrians dodging the galloping horse in a hurry.

"What a madman," someone said.

"It's time for the Holy See to deal with these vampire hunters, they are so rude."

The bell of the Holy See rang at this moment, but it couldn't break through the dark clouds in the sky, and there was a somewhat dull feeling in the air.

……

The light faintly penetrated into the dark room, and Ove was still a little dizzy when he sat up from the bed, but when he saw the room clearly, the memories of last night flooded into his mind again, making him stiffen and look at himself tentatively By the bedside, he breathed a sigh of relief when he found that the blood clan who was holding him last night was not there, and at the same time, he felt inexplicable loss.

Then the next moment he realized that it was too early to relax.

"Little Ove, you seem to be glad I'm not here." The gentle voice came from the darkness.

Ove followed the sound and saw the figure sitting on the sofa in the dark room. Because it was too dark, he didn't notice it at all.

Obviously it was someone I was looking forward to seeing in the past, but now when I heard his voice, my first reaction was to be nervous.

"I didn't." Ove moved his buttocks when he watched the person who got up from the shadows and walked towards this side. He changed his arrogant sleeping position that occupied the entire big bed before, curled himself up, and stared at looking at each other.

The light from the curtains was not enough to illuminate the room, Shen Chun did not approach him, but went to the window and opened the curtains.

The sun illuminated the entire room, Ove's heart jumped when he saw the slender figure standing by the window, and when he met his deep purple eyes and gentle expression, the warmth climbed up his cheeks again .

This is the Mr. Gwent he is familiar with, such a gentleman, polite, elegant and perfect, which makes his heart flutter every time he sees him.

When Shen Chun noticed his focused expression, he smiled and sat on the side of the bed. The slight vibration of the bed made the little priest blink, but he still didn't seem to recover.

It wasn't until Shen Chun grabbed his wrist and kneaded his cheek that Ove realized something: "Ge...My lord prince..."

He tried to call it along with others, to give himself a little life.

He had to confuse the other party first, let the other party relax his vigilance, and then escape from here.

If he stayed here forever, not only would his heart fall, but his life would also be lost.

Shen Chun looked at his thoughts written on his face, hugged him into his arms and smiled, "What do you call me?"

"My lord prince." Ove grasped his arm tightly, facing this familiar face, trying not to get caught up in the memories of the past.

This is the prince of the blood race. According to Jagger, he is very powerful with so many blood races saluting him.

He wasn't just Mr. Gwent who belonged to him.

"It's quite novel to hear this name from Ove's mouth." Shen Chun clasped the waist of the man in his arms with one hand, and gently rubbed his small and delicate Adam's apple with the other hand. It is used to divide the levels, which level is little Ove himself? Or do you want to be a blood race?"

Ove's Adam's apple was so itchy that he could only keep swallowing, but he didn't dare to avoid it easily. He looked at the man in front of him inexplicably. He had the same face. Why did his personality become so straightforward and vicious: " No, I don't think so."

"Ah, I remembered, the blood race is a monster in Little Ove's mouth." Shen Chun laughed.

"I didn't say that," Ove tried to defend.

"Little priest, believers of the gods cannot lie." Shen Chun stroked his cheek and smiled, "If you deny what you have said, you will be punished."

"How to punish?" Ove's breathing trembled, his legs tried to rub down, and he even wanted to get out of his arms.

"Why don't you bless me." Shen Chun smiled, "As I said before, may the light walk with me all the way."

Ove almost fainted when he heard this sentence. Let the blood race walk with the light all the way, it really sounds like a curse, he won't be sucked into it, right?

"I don't dare anymore..." Ove looked at him nervously and said, "I didn't know that before."

His Mr. Gwent never came back.

Shen Chun looked at the pitiful little priest and said with a smile: "That's not a very good blessing, or you can change it to May the darkness walk with me."

"That's not a god enshrined by the Holy See, how can you bless it casually?" Ove said, it was a betrayal of his belief.

Shen Chun: "Huh?"

"You can find a priest who believes in darkness to bless you." Ove still took a step back.

"I just like looking for bright ones." Shen Chun kneaded his cheeks and said, "Whether it's bright or dark, I must give one today."

Ove looked at him stunned. The one who gives light is a curse, and the one who gives darkness is a betrayal of faith. It is impossible to do either: "You, your request is too embarrassing."

"Then I'll give you an option that doesn't embarrass others." Shen Chun smiled, "For the sake of your praise of my tolerance."

Ove pursed his lips: "..."

The generous Mr. Gwent is dead.

"Good morning kiss." Shen Chun demanded.

Ove met his gaze, and there was a burning sensation on his back that had been exposed to the sun. Although last night was like a dream, the deep kiss was not forgotten. The other party's roots took root in his heart. If you don't like it, you don't like it.

He didn't want to get stuck with him any further, so he had to avoid any intimacy, otherwise his heart would be unbearable.

But this option is much more tolerant than the first two. If he repeatedly violates his wishes, he will not treat him as gently as Mr. Gwent before, and maybe he will suck his blood dry.

Ove approached tentatively, but just as he was about to touch him, his eyes turned suddenly, and he lay down on the bed directly, with the person who was holding him leaning on him, blocking the light outside.

"It seems that little Ove is not very willing, so the fourth option." Shen Chun lowered his body and kissed his lips directly.

Ove's eyes widened, everything he wanted to say was blocked, it was obviously the same person, it was the same kiss, but the one in front of him seemed to be eating him, with a force so strong that he couldn't resist The smell reminded him of the kiss that the other party pressed him on the grass at the racecourse.

At that time, there seemed to be a clue, but it was covered up by the enthusiasm of the heart, and the strength of Mr. Gwent's character was not found at all.

In the first impression, he was actually not completely gentle, but at that time he ignored his behavior of hunting vampires and only defined him as gentle.

When the lips parted, Ove's chest heaved violently, his heart was hot, and the corners of his eyes were a little wet. In the hazy water, the man looked at him with the same affectionate and gentle eyes as always.

It seemed that no matter which Mr. Gwent, he couldn't control his heart.

"It's time for breakfast." Shen Chun got up, took the clothes prepared for him and said.

Ove sat up, glancing back and forth as he saw the clothes he had prepared, staring at the platinum robes and wondering if this was another warning.

"Little Ove, I don't mind if you only wear pajamas." Shen Chun smiled from the side.

Ove immediately picked up the divine robe, and when he unbuttoned the neckline of his pajamas, he looked at the man standing aside. The man was looking at him unscrupulously, without any intention of evading: "Dear, Your Excellency..."

"What's the matter?" Shen Chun asked knowingly.

His little priest was so cute, he was said to be timid, he dared to ask for anything, he was said to be shy, and the passionate love words came out of his mouth, and he was said to be unable to express, and all the emotions were written in those eyes.

Ove struggled: "Can I not watch it?"

He would not be able to bear such a straightforward look. If it was the former Mr. Gwent, he would have avoided it politely instead of asking questions knowingly.

"I'm the prince now, not Mr. Gwent. You are my little priest. I can watch it whenever I want." Shen Chun laughed.

Ove looked at him in shock, and once again realized the viciousness of the other party: "You...you have changed."

"Little Ove, Mr. Gwent, I won't watch it." Shen Chun put his hand on his head and smiled.

Ove met his gentle gaze, and blurted out the title buried in his heart: "Mr. Gwent."

He seemed to be back in an instant.

"Hey, I'll go and bring your breakfast." Shen Chun turned around and said.

He opened the door and left. Ove took a deep breath and held his chest, which was as hot and hot as ever.

When Shen Chun pushed to come in earlier, what he saw was the little priest sitting on the bed and praying devoutly to the bright sun outside.

"May the gods bless me and dispel all the darkness..."

Shen Chun didn't speak hastily, but pushed the dining car aside, then sat down and looked at each other.

The sun shines on the platinum robe, making the little face extremely white and translucent, the lips that have been kissed are so red that they almost bleed, soft and delicate are better than bright rose petals, such a beautiful and pious little priest, If there is a god, I am afraid that he will frequently look to the world for him.

It's a pity not, so it doesn't matter how he offers his beliefs, and it doesn't matter if he loves the gods deeply. After all, the so-called gods in that diary are just things that were abandoned and picked up at a critical moment.

Another way of saying it is also called cramming.

Ove breathed a sigh of relief at the end of his prayer, turned his head when he smelled the food, looked at the man sitting there drinking tea leisurely, his eyes trembled slightly, he didn't know how long the man had been in.

There was a rumbling sound in his stomach, Shen Chun raised his eyes and said with a smile: "Come here and have breakfast."

Ove didn't see the abnormal expression on his face, but when he walked over, he saw the other party stretched out his hand.

"What do you want?" Ove shrank his hand.

He absolutely must not fall into it again, it is a betrayal of the gods, if he firmly believes in the gods, leaves everything behind, and concentrates on advancing towards the road of bishop, he will not be reduced to this point, the result now is God's punishment.

"You." Shen Chun raised his eyebrows and patted his leg, "If you don't want to eat breakfast..."

Ove's butt landed on his lap, and he sat very upright, as if he was upright and not afraid of the shadow.

Shen Chun smiled, moved back slightly, took him into his arms and said with a smile, "You can take whatever you want to eat."

Ove took a deep breath, knowing that he would never be able to get rid of his teasing, but as long as he guarded his heart, there would be no problem.

He reached out and took the baked potatoes, brought them to his lips and ate them slowly.

Shen Chun looked at him seriously and said, "It's really suitable for little Owei to wear a god's robe."

"Thank you for your compliment." Ove said seriously.

As long as the attitude is correct, the blood should not be sucked dry for a while.

"The gods will definitely like little Ove's outfit." Shen Chun said leisurely, "May the gods bless you and dispel all the darkness."

"Ahem..." Ove choked directly, and couldn't help coughing twice.

Shen Chun handed him water and said, "Eat slowly, it's all yours, don't choke."

Ove managed to drink water to relieve it, and turned to look at him, his face full of confusion: "You...Aren't you afraid of being punished by the gods?"

"I've been to the Holy See so many times." Shen Chun smiled, "It's time for him to punish me. After all, I belong to the darkness. Oh, the little priest is surrounded by darkness now. Hiss... Say, your god doesn't seem to have any effect."

"You!" Ove stared at him, his words were a little confused, "God loves everyone in the world, he is very busy, and he hasn't seen it yet! He will see it one day."

"Okay, don't be angry, let's look forward to that day together." Shen Chun poked his puffy cheek and said, "Eat obediently, don't be hungry and thin, and the gods won't recognize you. "

Ove pursed his lips and turned around, lost in thought even though he was still eating.

In fact, what Mr. Gwent said is not unreasonable. If the gods pay attention to the world, why don't they expel these dark creatures?He has known Mr. Gwent for so long now, and he has not seen him receive any divine punishment. Instead, he beat Jagger directly to the ground, still holding him, that speed really It is not something that humans can have.

Do gods really exist?Ove shakes his head as the thought pops into his mind.

It must exist, otherwise how could he be surrounded by darkness after turning his back on the gods.

"Little Ove, praying to the air is not easy to be seen by the gods, do you want to pray to the statue?" Shen Chun asked when he finished his breakfast and wiped his mouth.

Ove turned his head, tried to hide the joy in his eyes and said, "I want to! How should I do it?"

Are you going to send him back to the Holy See?

"Come with me." Shen Chun got up and took his hand.

Ove followed, and faint disappointment rose in his heart when he opened another door. Also, it was impossible for Mr. Gwent to let him escape, after all, he was finally caught.

He also reported to the Holy See for two days because he might stay overnight. It may be difficult for the Holy See to find him.

When the door opened, a huge statue of a god that almost touched the roof appeared in front of Ove.

Domes, totems, seats, flowers and statues, this house looks like a small church.

Ove stepped in in surprise, looked at every place here, and then the people behind him also