Although I am weak, my friends are super strong

As soon as he returned to the temple, Sevilla knelt down in front of Yu Lansong, with an apologetic expression, "Dear Son, please forgive me for being disrespectful to you, because of your special physique, so I can only use this method Help you absorb the power of the water spirit."

A big bath towel covered Yu Lansong's head, only his eyes were exposed, "What do you mean?"

Sevilla stretched out his hand and rubbed his hair with a dry towel. From the perspective of outsiders, it seemed that Yu Lansong was completely embraced by him.

He looked up at him, and patiently explained, "The water elves bred by holy water can only absorb their power and enter your body, making you less cold."

Yu Lansong suddenly realized, he said why it wasn't cold at all later, it turned out that he had absorbed the power of the water elf.

Special physique is a euphemism, and he realized that people without magic talent are very rare in the continent of Aiweiqi, and even the well-informed temple bishops have rarely heard of them.

The elves and the human race have always been friendly. The elves were invaded by the demons. The bishop of the temple took some elemental masters to help the elves in the micro-element forest, but he has not returned for several days.

Originally, the election of the Holy Son was for the bishop to make up his own mind, but because he hadn't returned for a long time and the election ceremony of the Holy Son could not be delayed, Yu Lansong was chosen in a hurry.

Let's hope he doesn't faint from anger when he comes back to learn that the new Son is an idiot with no talent for magic.

After becoming the Son of God, Yu Lansong realized how leisurely this priesthood is, and he doesn't need to deal with anything, just kneel in front of the God of Light and pray for a period of time every day.

He also asked how other priests in the temple should pray to the God of Light, and a kind elementalist told him that as long as he was devout enough, he could let the God of Light hear his heart.

However, he himself has doubts about this statement. There are so many believers in the God of Light, it is impossible for him to listen to every prayer seriously.

So he became more and more perfunctory about praying, and later he talked about the things he encountered every day to pass the time, such as the first time he saw a fluffy monster like Chikabi and thought it was cute.

Even Yu Lansong felt that if he was the God of Light, he would block his boring and cumbersome prayers with a backhand.

The system reminded him that he hadn't reached an important turning point in the plot, so he could only pass the time by himself. Although he couldn't practice magic, he went to the Magic Academy every day to secretly watch other priests practice.

The teacher of the School of Magic was teaching the most basic lifting magic in the Wind Department. When he saw a small head protruding from the back of the classroom, holding a fluffy Chikabi in his arms, he suddenly smiled a little more in his eyes.

After he chanted a spell casually, Yu Lansong floated up.

He felt the wind below him lift him up, like a piece of soft cotton candy in his hand, so he spun twice in the air in a novelty.

Chikabi has no limbs. An adult Chikabi is about the size of a football and can only run on the ground. The pink fur is very soft, but if it doesn't like to be hugged, the soft hair will turn into hard spines.

For example, the one in Yu Lansong's arms now flew up with Yu Lansong, poking out its little head curiously.

He heard from Sevilla that such cute monsters are very common on the mainland where the demons live, but the Temple of Light rarely appears, and few monsters can adapt to the breath of light.

I don't know which careless guard accidentally let this one in, but Yu Lansong picked it up. Seeing that it looks cute and doesn't eat much, it is also allowed to raise monsters in the Temple of Light, so I kept it.

So in the temple, there is often a holy son holding a cute chikabi beast, and gradually more people know him.

Yu Lansong was very familiar with everyone, except the knights patrolling the Temple of Light, he would walk around them every time he saw them.

This is also what the teacher at the Magic Academy told him worriedly, "The knights and guards in the Temple of Light who resisted the invasion of the demons have not dealt with the holy son of the temple for hundreds of years. When you first come, they will definitely target you. It is best not to Conflict with them."

Only then did Yu Lansong realize how stupid he was to greet those knights in silver armor before. No wonder they never paid attention to him. It turned out that he had been acting affectionate all the time.

Since then, every time he sees a knight passing by, he will go around, or hold the little Chickabee and pretend not to see it.

The knights of the Temple of Light were also very aggrieved and sad, because their little holy son, who was so beautiful that even noble ladies had heard of it, didn't like to talk to them. He was very polite and gentle to others, but he never took the initiative to talk to them. .

Although pretending to be serious, with a small face and a cold appearance, they also look good, but they want to see a smiling face as beautiful as snowmelt flowers on Wulumu Snow Mountain.

This is so frustrating. This group of men is tall and strong. They have never been in a relationship. They only love swords and fighting. They watch beasts and shop in weapon shops in their spare time.

There have been more than one people who have reported this to Sevilla. They hope that their holy son will treat them equally, not to mention sitting on the arms of their armor and playing, even if they meet, it is enough to say a word to them.

Sevilla also noticed the change in Yu Lansong's attitude. He knew what was the reason, but he never took the initiative to explain it. He was happy to see these people get angry.

I don't know which knight discovered that Yu Lansong liked to eat the special fruits of the micro-element forest, but the micro-element forest has always been the territory of the elves, so they exchanged for helping the elves drive away the monsters that destroy the crops, and exchanged for a large bamboo basket fruit.

As usual, Yu Lansong was talking about the novelties he saw around the place under the statue of the God of Light, and when he came out, he happened to meet a group of neat knights.

He was about to sneak away, but the group of people strode towards him impartially and stopped him.

Yu Lansong hugged Chikabi Beast tightly, his thin body looked weak and pitiful among a group of people, he mustered up the courage to ask, "Is there anything you can do with me?"

Several men looked at each other, and one of them walked up to him and took out a fruit basket from behind, with a few unnamed flowers clumsily inserted on it.

But the basket full of fruits still made Yu Lansong's eyes shine.

In fact, he has long wanted to say that the food in the Temple of Light is really not for people to eat, it is too vegetarian, and the vegetables and meat are over-processed to be eaten by people, and they have long lost their original taste and color. It was hard to swallow.

Therefore, the fruit that the elves love to eat has become the only delicious thing, but unfortunately it is very rare in the Temple of Light.

"Is this for me?" He took it over flattered, and was overwhelmed. Holding a large basket of fruit, he suddenly felt a sense of happiness and satisfaction.

The man who was used to keeping a solemn face nodded stiffly, "If the Holy Son needs anything, you can just tell us, we will prepare everything for you."

Realizing that this group of people was not hostile to him, Yu Lansong suddenly felt much more relaxed, and smiled at them, "Okay, thank you... and thank them too."

He was talking about the other knights who were stealthily watching from the shadows.

Chikabi Beast couldn't wait to get into the fruit basket, and Yu Lansong picked it up and put it on his shoulder.

The man hesitated for a moment, reached out and touched Chikabimon's head, and then rubbed Yu Lansong's head with his hands full of calluses and wounds.

It's so soft and cute. He's not talking about the chikabi that bared its teeth at him fiercely, but the little saint who obediently lowered his head to be touched by him after being surprised for a moment.

Knowing that the knights had no ill intentions towards him, Yu Lansong became more relaxed. The entire temple became his own playground, where he ate and drank all day long, and fooled the God of Light. He was happier than in real life.

When Yu Lansong found that all the clergy were devoted to serious work, he knew that the bishop of the temple was coming back.

I heard that this time the conflict between the temple and the demons was on an unprecedented scale. When the conflict was extremely acute, the bishop of the temple also captured a demon king and suppressed him in the hexagram light prison of the temple of light.

The demons' invasion of the temple became more and more unscrupulous.

Sevilla didn't have the time to see Yu Lansong for a while. He had a headache because of many things, and he didn't know what happened. The magic power of these invading demons seemed to have increased again, and the knights who sent guards had already suffered casualties.

Yu Lansong hadn't seen Sevilla for several days, and seeing him this time, it was the first time he didn't see him wearing armor and changed into ordinary clothes.

Chikabimon didn't like the strong light aura on Sevilla's body very much, so he jumped out of Yu Lansong's arms and ran away without a trace.

Yu Lansong sensed an ominous demonic aura on his body. Sevilla lifted his shirt, and there was a scratch of a monster on his abdomen.

"Why don't you go to the Priest of Light? He will heal you."

Sevilla explained to him, "The priest of light can only heal ordinary wounds, and the special wounds left by this monster have been corroded by dark magic."

At this moment, the system that has not bubbled for a long time suddenly appeared like a fake corpse, [Dear player, it has been detected that your ability is just enough to treat this kind of injury. 】

Yu Lansong immediately knew why he had no magic talent. In the final analysis, his ability was not healing, but purification.

Sevilla was always nice to him, and he wanted to help him very much, so he asked the system, [What should I do. 】

[It is enough to maintain physical contact as much as possible. 】

Yu Lansong tentatively put his hand on his lower abdomen. His soft and elastic body was warm. He was carefully observing the changes in the wound, so he missed Sevilla's choking reaction.

Thinking that this was not fast enough, he almost got into Sevilla's arms, clinging to him tightly, like a small sticky cake.

The wound is indeed healing quickly!

"Sevilla! I seem to be able to purify the dark elements in your wound!" Yu Lansong was sharing his novel discovery with Sevilla when he was suddenly lifted up and sat on the man's lap.

Was hugged back tightly.

The lovely Son, with an innocent and innocent face, can always react out of control, and Sevilla almost has the idea of ​​​​rebelling against God for a moment.

This time it became Yu Lansong who pushed the person out. Although he knew that this would help him heal the wound quickly, but it was too close, so Yu Lansong could feel the slightest reaction from the other party's body. arrive.

He was lifted up like a doll, Sevilla's soft blond hair rubbed against his neck, and a hoarse voice stuck to his ears, "Thank you, Your Excellency, Son, it's incredible."

"Please treat me well."