Why does the princess wear a skirt [Western Fantasy]

Leslie was not very satisfied after waiting for a long time without any compliments from his teammates.

How can anyone not marvel at the great design of the teacher!

He thought his teammates didn't believe him, so after thinking about it, he bent down and took out the long and slender magic wand made by Ghent from under the table.

Holding the magic wand, he carefully picked up the small iron ring hanging around Xiu's neck, and as the other end of the magic wand stretched into the iron ring, the whole laboratory vibrated with the non-human Terrible power, that is... the power that only gods can have!

The brave team who couldn't bear the impact of the force took a few steps back one after another. Only Lelis, who was holding a magic wand, and Bishop, who was the devil, looked normal.

Soon, Leslie took the magic wand back.

He didn't dare to be too rampant, although the laboratory could well guarantee that Xiu's aura would not leak out, but he was also worried that other gods would discover something.

Just let the friends feel a little bit, after all, it is just a small show off, there is no need to stay for too long.

Proudly, he continued to wait for the compliments from his teammates, however, no one spoke.

Leslie looked at the faces of his teammates again and again, and couldn't help but said, "Aren't you going to say something?"

Such as praise, marvel... or something else?

"It's amazing. We really don't know what to say. It's amazing and admirable."

The considerate Irene stood beside her lover, flattering her very much.

Of course, this is also the idea in his heart.

He was very sure that the cute little boy in front of him was the god of Seta, and his eyes never made mistakes in this aspect.

But who would have guessed that the gods in this world could come from hands other than the Creator God?

Perhaps the only word to describe Leslie's teacher was miraculous.

Hearing Irene's words, the others finally reacted from the shock.

Especially Eddie, staring straight at the little boy on the table, his eyes widened belatedly, and he murmured: "This... how did this happen! Isn't it only the father god who can create gods? "

"It's really amazing. I can't believe that there is a god lying in front of my eyes." Garcia felt that he was dreaming, otherwise how could he feel the power of the god?

And Jerry didn't speak, but hid his body behind Garcia, showing half of his face, with a little fear in his eyes.

Seeing the strangeness, Cook frowned, and asked in doubt, "Why do you call him 'the god who will never appear'?"

After saying this, he glanced at Bishop secretly again, but he didn't see anything from the expressionless face on the other side.

Will the high gods be satisfied with this new little god?A deity not created by God the Father.

"The teacher told me that the Creator God built Seta very well, and the gods also have their own responsibilities. Since the world is already so beautiful, there is no need for new gods to break the rules, so he did not I intend to make Xiu wake up."

Leslie recalled what the teacher said, feeling a little sore and uncomfortable.

In addition to these, his teachers are also worried about other things. No one can tell whether the awakened Xiu is a god of Seta or... a demon who destroys the world.

Worried that he would not be able to control it in the end, the teacher did not give life to Xiu, but as a perfect work, Xiu still had the conditions to wake up, blood, gods and love, the teacher never told him what it was. .

"Let me show you something else. After I'm done, I'll find a good place to burn the entire laboratory to fulfill the teacher's last wish." Leslie said while throwing the magic wand back under the table .

Burning must be burned, but there is no need to burn everything.

For example, some very valuable designs of those teachers, as well as those expensive or rare materials that will hardly appear again, of course they must be put into their own pockets!In short, just burn a lab and repair and those things that are not worth much.

The brave team still has a lot of doubts in their hearts, but seeing that Leslie has changed the topic, it is not easy to continue asking.

No matter what, Xiuye ​​was the work of Mr. Leslie, and it was not up to them to give advice on how to deal with it.

"Come and see what other good things the teacher has kept."

Leslie, who was smiling very happily, forgot about the sadness and sadness, and his mind was full of money and...money.

I can't blame him, it's really sad to live without money, and I don't want to experience it anymore. Only poor people who have experienced poverty will understand this feeling.

He took his teammates to uncover the pieces of black cloth covering the big treasures. While introducing the wonderful works of these teachers, he moved the things into his own space ring. After a while, he waved his hands and let his teammates Walk around the lab and take a look.

He is busy, busy harvesting the inheritance left to him by the teacher!This is a very large fortune, and I really don't have time to introduce so much to my friends.

What else can the neglected brave team do, they can only walk around and see.

So the princess took his lover, the brave man, and walked aimlessly in the not-so-small laboratory, and before he knew it, he came to the only table covered with white cloth, and stopped involuntarily, silently. Quietly watching the white, tender and cute little god on the table.

The familiar hair color and eye color are already so long ago in the last life.

But then again, this little guy named Xiu looks cute and cute, but the picture lying on the table is quite... scary!

Isn't this the unsatisfactory death in the legend of Huaxia in the previous life?Even if death is removed, it still gives people a feeling of restlessness!

Moreover, the other party's little white robe looks very thin, and there is not even a quilt covering it. It is really pitiful from top to bottom.

The beautiful and kind-hearted Princess Irene couldn't stand it, and wanted to do something for this weak and helpless little god who would never wake up.

After thinking about it, he turned to Leslie who was not far away and asked loudly: "Can I help Xiu close his eyes? Let him sleep peacefully."

"Of course." Leslie, who was picking things in what seemed to be a garbage dump, replied without looking up.

The princess who got the consent turned her head back and stared straight at the little god, her eyes filled with excitement and joy.

It was as if what he was going to do next was something of extraordinary significance.

In fact, it really means a lot to him, to be able to close the eyes of those who don't want to die at such a close distance, this is an idea he had since he was a child in his previous life!I never thought that I would have the opportunity to practice now!Really, so happy and can't wait!

Thinking of this, Irene didn't hesitate anymore, stretched out her hand that trembled slightly from excitement, and gently covered the little god's eyes, and then gently wiped it down!

I saw the cute little god still opened his black eyes...

The smile of the princess who slowly withdrew her hand gradually froze, she was a little dazed and puzzled.

I was planning to try again, but found that there were some small red marks on the corners of the little god's eyes. When I turned over my palm, I found that my palm was scratched, probably from the one I fell in the dark before. I got it while wrestling with my hands on the ground.

"How did you get hurt?"

Bishop grabbed his lover's wrist, looked at the place where the other's palm was slightly oozing blood, frowned slightly, quickly took out the magic potion for wound repair from the interspatial ring, and moved quickly but gently on the little paw there. medicine.

Then he grabbed the other one, saw the same bleeding wound on it, and continued to repeat his actions.

"I accidentally fell down just now. It's not a serious injury. Don't pour so much potion on it."

Irene, who is cared for so carefully, always feels embarrassed, it's just a little skinny, and the lover is too nervous!This makes him look very squeamish!Good manliness and all that!Even though he doesn't seem to have such a thing as masculinity in women's clothing, he still has to maintain it in his heart.

More importantly, the potion was poured all over his hand, how could he continue to close the little god's eyes!

Irene looked at the little god's unfocused black eyes staring at the sky with great reluctance, struggled for a long time, and then said to her lover: "Close Xiu's eyes, move slowly and lightly."

Although I can't experience the mysterious feeling of closing my eyes anymore, I still have to cover the eyes for the little god, so that it looks more peaceful.

This poor little guy is destined not to see this beautiful magical world, and he doesn't know if it's misfortune or another lucky one.

It should be lucky, whether it is for the little guy or for Seta, it is lucky.No one knows whether the new gods will break the original peace. The world of gods is not that simple. The battle of the gods that will destroy the world.Brutal and bloody battles.

And the end of the battle is that the devil king who started the war will sleep in the abyss forever...

Wait, is something wrong?

The devil who provoked the war of the gods?

Princess Irene, who had regained her senses from the knowledge she had learned, looked blankly at the demon king who was still bandaging her wound with a gentle face, and her face was full of bewilderment.

Is his lover so powerful?

It seems that I have overlooked something since starting this beautiful love story!

It seems to have forgotten the... brutality behind Bishop's gentle performance.

"Wrap up the wound and go, don't worry."

Bishop carefully bandaged both of Irene's hands, and after doing this, he casually covered the eyes of the little guy with strength on the table.

Of course, he didn't forget what his lover told him to do, move slowly and lightly.

And Irene was even more confused when she saw her two tightly wrapped hands that looked like they were disabled.

What's going on, didn't he just stare blankly, and by the way, think deeply about the identity of his lover?Why did I come back to my senses and couldn't even move my fingers!

He was quite sure that he really just had a little bit of skin on his palm, a wound that was so small that it would heal itself completely in almost two days. Is it necessary to treat it so grandly?

The princess, dumbfounded, raised her hands to the front of the brave man, and said helplessly, "I'm just a broken skin, quickly untie this."

"No, if the small wound is not treated, it will become very serious!"

Bishop seriously rejected this unreasonable request from his lover.

Memory told him that human beings are very fragile, so fragile that any small wound can be killed by death.

He will not allow such a thing to happen, no one can take Irene away from him, whether it is death or anything else!