shock!The cannon fodder is actually in love [Quick wear]

Chen Heming couldn't help but feel a little funny.

What is Sherlock so proud of?Still looking at him with the eyes of a poor worm, does this mean that he knows that his partner is the God of Light, and he is starting to be embarrassed now?

Anyway, he was going to offend him sooner or later, and Chen Heming didn't bother to do superficial tricks. He raised his chin almost imperceptibly as a greeting. Extremely arrogant.

0937 with his hips akimbo was strangely swollen, stuck out his tongue provocatively at Sherlock, regardless of whether he couldn't see it at all, and consciously let out a sigh of relief for the host who had been harassed, and happily flew to Chen Heming's shoulder to ask for credit up.

"The host ignores him, isn't he just falling in love with the God of Light? What's the big deal! We also talked about the God of Darkness, okay?"

Chen Heming chuckled, "Don't slander me. I'm innocent, my heart belongs to the God of Light, and I haven't fallen in love with other messy gods or people."

A messy god: ...has been hurt.

0937 quickly realized, "Ah yes, you haven't been exiled yet."

But a new question appeared in 0937's simple little mind, "Host, if you want to leave the task to Erebus after exile, won't your character design collapse again?"

From a distance, he could see a mass of white squatting at the carved gate, and Chen Heming leisurely answered 0937's confusion, "As long as they think my character is not broken, it will be fine."

"what?"

0937 still didn't understand, the speechless host grabbed his little wings and flicked his belly, "Don't worry, I promise this world won't collapse."

If he collapses, he will go to the Monk Temple in the next world, and let that guy die alone.

Erebus shivered when he met the boy's smiling blue eyes.Could it be that Uriah went back on his word again and wanted to drive him away?

Ignoring the white cat's tail that was wagging more and more happily, Chen Heming stepped over ruthlessly with a wooden face, leaving him with only a piece of tumbling clothes.

Only Nivko was still a little puzzled, "Your Highness, has Mimi sneaked out to make friends with a dog recently? This tail wagging doesn't look like a cat at all, but looks more and more like a dog..."

From the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of Shamao's hairy tail that stopped in mid-air at a loss, and Chen Heming almost couldn't help laughing.

"Perhaps." Even Nivko thought so, and it seemed that Erebus Xinzi was really a silly dog.

Ruthlessly closing the study door and shutting out the white cat that followed carefully, Chen Heming and Nivko checked the next task.

Hearing the Pope's explanation to Chen Heming, Nivko's face flushed with excitement, "His Royal Highness, you can rest assured during this time, and leave these chores to me! You must be the most dazzling in the ceremony of coronating the Holy Son." exist."

After listening to Nivko's words, Chen Heming didn't respond, but rested his cheeks, his eyelids drooped and he didn't know where they fell, and the corners of his lowered eyes showed a bit of depression.

Noticing His Highness's depressed mood, the flush on Nivko's face faded instantly, he lowered his head helplessly, and said in a low voice, "Your Highness is too complacent, please punish him."

As the most popular candidate for the Holy Son, not only His Highness, but also their followers' every move will be watched. Once they are caught, they will continue to attack, which will have a very bad impact on His Highness's reputation.

Therefore, His Highness had warned them a long time ago that they must be humble when speaking and doing things, but he was still too excited and made a mistake today...

Chen Heming didn't expect that Nivko's first reaction was to find the reason in himself, making it impossible for him to take on the scene.

"Why should I blame you?" Chen Heming shook his head and sighed, his expression still sullen, "If you say that you are too complacent, I should be the one who should be punished the most, right?" There will be no chance to come to this world.

Nivko shook his head in fear, and hastily denied, "Your Highness deserves it, how can you be considered proud..."

Chen Heming leaned lazily on the soft back of the chair, and when Nivko finally stopped and explained Yulea's arrogant behavior, he sat up straight and asked casually, "Nivko, if the last I am not the one who was chosen as the Holy Son..."

Before he finished speaking, Nivko suddenly raised his head, his chest heaved violently twice before he calmed down his beating heart, "Your Highness, I believe that you will definitely become the Holy Son!"

Nivko panicked for a moment when he heard these words suddenly, but his heart settled down when he thought of the performance of the other two candidates.

The loyal chief guard has full confidence in the Highness he follows.Your Highness is born, qualified, and has excellent conduct and ability. How can His Highness Shilock and His Highness Wolfe compare to him?

His Highness is the youngest of the three. He only became an adult three months ago. In other noble families, this is the age when he is only allowed to participate in family affairs. However, His Highness has long been in charge of his own affairs. People always forget that he is also worried and afraid. .

Standing at one of the most important intersections in life, it is normal to have some worries.As a personal attendant, he needs to give His Highness more encouragement and help His Highness relax.

"Your Highness, you have outstanding talents. You have broken through to become a magister before you became an adult, and you are also the bishop of a city. There is no one more outstanding than you in the world..."

The man who was not good at words blushed more and more under the gaze of the boy with a smile, and his voice became smaller and smaller, but he still insisted on complimenting the blond boy so well that even Chen Heming doubted that the God of Light would not choose Yu Lai Ya is not good eyesight.

Finally remembering the boy's worries, Nivko pressed his right hand on his heart and paused word by word, making the most precious oath that belongs to a knight, "Even if you fail to become the Son of God in the end, you are still His Royal Highness whom I will devote my life to. "

Chen Heming's heart felt sour, and the emotions left in Yulia's body suddenly gushed out, and strong guilt swept over, making Chen Heming's eyes swell with heat.

Pressing the sore corners of his eyes, Chen Heming blinked and raised a springy smile, "Don't worry, I will become the Son of God."

**

Time flew by, and in a blink of an eye, it was the inauguration ceremony of the Holy Son.As if the roles were reversed, it was Nivko who was now in a hurry.

Seeing that Nivko had folded and folded the new sacrificial robe sent by the pope several times, Chen Heming had no choice but to stop his repeated hand, "Nivko, can you help me go to the garden and fold some lilies? The ones in the vase should be replaced."

Nivko was relieved to get the order.He has checked all the preparations His Highness needs today no less than three times, and if he stays any longer, he might be anxious to make a mistake.

Erebus was always paying attention to Chen Heming's movements. Seeing that Nivko, who had kept in mind Chen Heming's order to guard against him, had left, he quickly came out in a cat's shell to show his presence.

"Meow~" Relying on the identity of Mimi now, Erebus has no psychological barriers at all to be coquettish and obedient, and put her two front paws on Chen Heming's legs while meowing.The fluffy head rubbed back and forth on the knee lovingly, wanting to pet it. No one who looked at it dared to think that under the cat's skin was the incarnation of evil that made the entire Dubell continent fear.

Although he experienced the fate of Uriah, it was also a bit uncomfortable to always be cannon fodder Chen Heming.

Fortunately, there is this guy with him.

He pinched the cat's ears, and Chen Heming, who hadn't given Erebus a good face since the night tour, picked up the white cat and hugged it in his arms.

Looking at the white cat who seemed to be dumbfounded by fright, Chen Heming raised the white cat and turned it around.

Subconsciously, he made up a miniature version of Erebus being lifted up and turned around. Chen Heming's blue eyes were bent into crescent moons, and there was a clear lake rippling in the crescent moons, and every ripple was full of honey sweetness.

After kissing the dazed and silly kitten's pink and small nose, Chen Heming sighed, "It's so cute."

I just don't know if the cuteness is referring to the cat, or the pale and gloomy god.

It wasn't until he was placed on the cushion that Erebus recovered from the boy's sweet smile and kiss that made him dizzy.

Subconsciously chasing the boy's slender back and running forward, Erebus was stopped by the maid guarding the door before taking two steps.

"Mimi, please be good. Your Highness is going to attend the succession ceremony of the Holy Son, so I can't bring you with me."

Dodging the maid who tried to hold his hand, Erebus cast a cold glance at the maid who was still not about to give up. That gaze was so cold, mixed with the arrogance that everything was an ant, that her legs trembled in fright, and she hurriedly closed the door trembling. Don't dare to take another look at the door.

God!What kind of monster is this cat raised by His Highness?World of Warcraft? !

Skillfully opened the protective magic circle in the room, and restrained all his divine power and gracefully squatted on the soft chair where Chen Heming often sat, a flash of white light flashed, and the proud white cat had turned into a god with black hair and gray eyes.

Smelling the faint fragrance of lilies, Erebus touched her lips with soft and warm touch with her fingertips, and a dazzling red appeared on her pale face.It is not gorgeous, but it is like snow falling red plums, adding vivid colors to a vast expanse of whiteness.

This was the first time Uriah kissed herself on her own initiative.He licked his lips reminiscently, and the black flames in Erebus' eyes danced together, and the dry land rained down, nourishing the gorgeous spring.

dang dang-

The bell ringer on the bell tower rang the big bell on time, and the melodious sound of the bell pierced through the protective circle and woke up the black-haired god who was still sniffing at his fingertips, causing him to frown displeasedly.

It's time for the ceremony to begin.Thinking of this, Erebus's fluttering heart suddenly fell from the clouds.

Look at him, so happy that he forgot what day it is today.No wonder Uriah didn't refuse his approach today, but hugged and kissed him in a good mood. It turned out that she wanted to get the favor of the god she believed in, so she was willing to give the poor kitten a smile?

Black air swished out of his body, looking at the towering spire of the temple in the distance, Erebus closed his eyes irritably, but the boy's increasingly fanatical praise for the God of Light echoed in his mind like masochistic, which disturbed him. Ning couldn't sit still.

The floor under his feet vaporized and drifted away without a sound, and he withdrew his gaze again belatedly. Finally, Erebus couldn't bear it anymore, and disappeared into the room in a flash.

**

When Chen Heming arrived at the temple, Xilock was already standing in front of the statue and praying.Strolling to Sirocco's side, with the support of God this time, Sirocco firmly occupied the most central position and did not move.

Seeing at a glance Nivko's dissatisfaction with not being able to burst out due to the situation, Chen Heming sighed secretly.If you want him to say, the reason why the original owner offended Xilock to death is also inseparable from the brainless and supportive subordinates around him.

Chen Heming wanted to laugh inexplicably when he noticed that Xilock's thin shoulder muscles were getting tighter and tighter.Ulea and Nivko in this world are probably more vicious villains than cannon fodder in the protagonist's mind?

When the pope led a group of cardinals into the temple, Sirock got up immediately and greeted them. Without Nivko's sharp gaze, the master and servant were relieved.

Before chatting with the Pope, Sirock watched Chen Heming stand in front of the Pope, and the two talked and laughed at Yan Yan, completely forgetting about him.

Biting his lip, even though he was used to being ignored by Sherlock, he was still a little embarrassed.

Osiris might be looking at him in front of the throne, but he showed such a cowardly look... If only he was as good as Yuriah, would he be qualified to stand beside Osiris?

Thinking of the god with the same hair color and eyes as Uriah, Sherlock felt both sweet and bitter.Taking a sneak peek at the blond boy who seemed to be glowing, Sherlock was ashamed of the joy that arose in his heart.

Although it was sinful, the dead of night was the right time for him to be happy that Uriah had left.If Osiris woke up and saw Uriah first, I am afraid he would not be noticed by Osiris at all, let alone be loved by Osiris.

Under Xilock's eyes of guilt, rejoicing, shyness and pride, Chen Heming felt that time passed so slowly for the first time.

After finally getting through the ceremony, the pope was in front, Chen Heming, Sherlock, and Wolf who was almost stuck in the second row knelt down, and the others knelt down in order according to their identities, neatly arranged, and the pope presided over the pious prayer , asking the gods for guidance.

With a sweetheart there, Osiris, the god of light, answered the prayer in a short while, and sent down a ball of holy light.

Everyone held their breath, and followed the trajectory of the holy light with their eyes frantically.

The light and floating holy light fell from the hands of the god statue, without turning a corner, it went straight to the blond boy kneeling in the middle.

The people who saw it were not surprised at all. It really was His Royal Highness Uriah, and there was someone in the Holy See.

Before these old foxes could figure out how to get close after the Holy Son Succession Ceremony, the holy light continued to float forward.

Gone... Gone!

Amidst the sound of gasping in unison, the holy light began to descend, and finally shrouded His Royal Highness Sherlock who was kneeling on the right side of the blond boy.

The Holy Son is, Your Highness Sirock? !

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