Male Supporters Want to Fall in Love [Quick Transmigration]

After passing through a forest, a town not far away can be vaguely seen.

The blond elf stood on the tree, leaning on the branch and looking out, frowning slightly: "It's a bit strange..."

Zhang Ning stood under the tree and looked up at him: "What's wrong?"

"I can't see any cooking smoke," Winterson fell lightly to the ground, and the hood on the cloak was lifted with his movements, "It's as if no one lives."

The clear green eyes looked at Zhang Ning: "What should we do, shall we continue to move forward, or go to the city?"

"Entering the city," the system said, "I can sense that the heroine is nearby, most likely in this town."

Zhang Ning hesitated for a while, and said to Winterson, "Let's go in and have a look."

"Maybe here are the ingredients for the potion you need," he patted his stomach and whispered, "And I'm a little hungry."

"Okay," Winterson said without any objection, "after all, it costs your gold coins, so listen to you."

This town is small in scale, but there are no guards at the gate, which is very weird.

There were very few people on the street, but Zhang Ning could feel that they were looking at them vaguely.

"Follow me," Winterson slowed down. He almost covered his entire head with the cloak, and stretched out his hand to hold Zhang Ning's wrist: "Don't look around."

Zhang Ning clung to Winterson's arm, obediently withdrew his gaze, and looked down at his own toes as he walked.

But he said to the system in his mind: "It's really weird, is the heroine here?"

The system answered succinctly: "Trust me this time."

"Stranger," someone finally spoke, it was a thin middle-aged man, he stood directly in the middle of the road, stopped in front of the two of them, and asked, "Where did you come from?"

Zhang Ning paused, subconsciously raised his head to look at Winterson.

The young man who covered his face replied, "In the western forest."

The man gave them a suspicious look and said, "Everyone who comes from outside must go to church first."

"Oh?" Winterson raised his voice and asked, "Why?"

"Because you are full of sin, you must listen to the oracle of the Goddess of Light and be baptized by the Church."

Zhang Ning heard Winterson chuckle, and asked him in a low voice, "Is there still such a rule?"

Winterson answered him in a low voice: "Never heard of it."

At this time, the people around gathered around and surrounded them in silence. Zhang Ning was a little nervous, and Winterson squeezed his hand calmly: "It's okay, don't be afraid."

Then, he said to the middle-aged man, "Okay, lead the way."

The middle-aged man turned around first and walked in one direction, and the rest followed without saying a word. Zhang Ning and Winterson looked at each other and walked to the back tacitly.

They quickly walked to the center of the town. From a distance, there was a fountain pool with a statue of a goddess in the center, and many people knelt down around the fountain pool.

When Zhang Ning got closer, he realized that there were a lot of people kneeling there. It seemed that all the villagers in the whole town were here.

Winterson stopped, and suddenly asked, "Didn't you say you want to go to church?"

The middle-aged man who brought them said coldly: "This is the holy place where the goddess of light cares for believers."

Winterson raised his head, narrowed his eyes slightly, observed the statue carefully, and laughed, "Oh, Goddess of Light..."

"Goddess of Light, I hope you can take pity on your believers and wash away the sins on us..."

Zhang Ning noticed that the person at the front stood up. He was also wearing a cloak, but it was white, which was very eye-catching.He was doing worship, walking back and forth around the goddess statue, muttering: "... please give us the sacred light!"

The people kneeling on the ground shouted in unison: "Please grant us the divine light!"

They knelt down deeply and put their heads on the ground piously, but Zhang Ning was horrified: "What is that?!"

Amidst the frantic shouts of a group of people, Winterson heard his words and immediately asked, "What did you see?"

Zhang Ning opened his mouth, his voice astringent: "...you can't see those things?"

He saw a steady stream of light spots floating out from these believers, rushing towards the goddess statue in the center of the fountain pool.

Those soft light spots seem to be alive, floating in the air like jumping.This should have looked like a sacred and beautiful picture, but Zhang Ning trembled all over.

"Stranger!" The man in the white cloak turned around, and he also wore a white mask, his voice was majestic: "Take off your cloak, and it is forbidden to hide anything before the Goddess of Light!"

Winterson didn't move, he said, "Then why don't you dare to show your face to others?"

"Bold!" Someone yelled: "You actually question the envoy of God!"

People gathered around, and they reached out to Winterson, trying to take off his cloak.

Winterson put his hand warily on the sword at his waist.

The accident happened like this.

"Roar--"

The silver dragon that suddenly appeared screamed and raised its head, swung its tail fiercely, and immediately swept away several people around it.

The envoy wearing a white cloak was startled for a moment, then excited in disbelief: "...it's a dragon!"

"Silva!"

Winterson was caught off guard and was also thrown out. He didn't care much, so he stood up and rushed in front of Yinlong, shouting loudly: "Silva!"

He didn't understand why Zhang Ning suddenly appeared in his original body, but through the contract between the two, he could sense Yinlong's extremely disturbed and painful emotions.

At this time, there was chaos around the fountain, and while avoiding the tail of the silver dragon, Winterson had to avoid the residents of these chaotically fleeing towns, quite embarrassed.

Winterson noticed that a white figure was also walking towards the silver dragon - it was the one called "God Envoy".

He no longer hesitated, rushed in front of the silver dragon, took off the hood on the cloak, the elf's ears trembled slightly, and he chanted a spell: "Green bondage!"

All the surrounding plants instantly came to life, they were endowed with consciousness, shaking their branches, stopped the "angel" in place, and tried to surround the silver dragon.

But soon, the dragon flames spit out by the silver dragon burned them all.

"Zhang Ning—"

Zhang Ning seemed to be in a state of anxiety, and when he heard the system's call, he was taken aback by the mess around him: "What's going on?"

He looked dizzy at the ground: "Yes, did I do it?"

"Go to the heroine first," the system said quickly, "Just ahead, go and overturn the red house."

Yinlong lowered his slender neck. His body was extremely large in this small town, but the advantage was that he could catch the house mentioned by the system at a glance.

Yinlong opened his claws again, his movement was not fast compared to just now, and people hurriedly avoided.

The screams and shouts were in confusion, and Yinlong heard a familiar voice:

"Silva!"

There seemed to be a bit of bright gold reflected in the silver dragon's blue eyes. He hesitated for a moment, then raised the dragon's claws high.

The night before Winterson and Zhang Ning came to this town, two "foreigners" also arrived here.

"It's about two days away." Miller got off the horse first, and then helped Susie down. "Let's rest here today."

"Okay." Susie looked tired, and led the horse into the town with him.

When she glanced over the notice on the wall, she suddenly stopped: "Wait a minute."

Miller stopped when he heard the sound: "What's wrong?"

"This order should have been issued three years ago." Susie frowned deeply, and walked up to read the notices on the wall carefully: "These are orders issued three years ago." and the oral order,"

"Even these mercenary missions were three years ago!"

Susie's eyelashes trembled, and she suddenly asked, "What's the name of this town?"

Miller froze for a moment, then shook his head: "I don't know."

As the head of the Knights of Light, how could he not even be vigilant?

But Miller thought about it carefully, and they followed the route on the map and came here naturally all the way.And just in the evening, both the man and the horse felt tired, and couldn't help wanting to rest here...

"It's very strange," Miller whispered, "Your Highness, let's go to the church here first."

They walked around the city for a while, and saw that the houses were all lit up, but no one was walking on the street. Susie couldn't help but said, "It's only evening, why don't they go out?"

Miller was holding the horse with one hand and holding his sword with the other. He looked around cautiously, and suddenly said pleasantly: "The church is there!"

"Is the church just such a small building?" Susie tensed up, and said softly, "It seems that no one has been here for a long time..."

"Should we... ah!"

Susie turned around, and was startled by the people who appeared behind her who didn't know when, and shouted out in shock.

They stood there silently, and the person standing at the front asked, "Stranger, where do you come from?"

"It seems to be a mess outside."

Miller leaned on the wall and listened carefully. The black-haired girl beside her sat in the corner with her knees hugged and said weakly, "I'm so hungry."

Miller sighed, and he walked to the iron railing again, delving into the lock on it: "I can't unlock the magic imprisonment on it."

Miller murmured, "If only my saber was still here."

Last night, the residents of those towns really surprised them. Miller originally wanted to ask them about the church, but no one answered him. Instead, he put them in a reformed cell: "From The strangers outside are all sinful, and tomorrow the envoy will personally baptize you."

"What kind of baptism!" Miller's sword was also taken away, and he shouted at those people: "I am a knight from the Knights of Light!"

No one answered him.

"Honorable head of the Knights of Light," Susie sat down and sighed, "You better stop shouting, didn't you see that the church has not been used for a long time?"

Miller rubbed his short flaxen hair: "Then the baptism they performed, isn't it talking about the goddess of light?"

Susie was studying the lock of the cell, and said casually, "Who knows, anyway, I don't know you believers in the church."

This was the second time Miller had heard someone say that they didn't believe in gods, and he couldn't help thinking of the purpose of their trip—to find the missing Winterson.

The roof was lifted too suddenly. Miller was still studying the lock on the railing, but the next second he was crushed by the falling railing.

In an instant, the dust was everywhere, and Suzie shrank in the corner, coughing violently: "Ahem!"

"What's the situation!" She waved her hands desperately, trying to fan away the choking dust: "Can we go out?"

She didn't hear Miller's answer, raised her head and couldn't help opening her mouth, and said dully, "Oh my god... yes, it's a dragon!"

The silver dragon poked out a head from the roof. When he looked in, his eyes were a clear and beautiful azure blue, reflecting the figure of a black-haired girl. Susie almost thought she had fallen into the sea.

Then, the silver-white dragon suddenly disappeared, and a silver-haired boy fell from mid-air.

Susie regained her composure and hurried forward.

Miller finally pushed away the iron railing that was pressing on him. He was about to get up when he suddenly saw a figure on the ground.

The boy lying on the ground closed his eyes tightly, his silver-white hair was scattered on the ground, dragon horns grew out of the silver hair, and his cheeks and neck were covered with silver scales.

Miller almost forgot to breathe for a moment, and looked at Suzie with a questioning look: "He won't...is that dragon?"

Susie nodded and gave her an affirmative answer.

Miller was still a little overwhelmed: "My God, the God of Light..."

"..." The silver-haired young man in a coma opened his mouth, as if to say something, Susie quickly listened to it, and listened carefully:

"...Win... Winterson."