This villain's style is crooked

César's breath sprayed on Deer Tea's earlobe, spreading out the warm itching:

"I can also look good, and I have a good personality."

Lucha turned her head to look.

The man's eyes were slightly curved, and there was a faint smile.

The azure blue pupils, like pure and flawless gemstones, clearly reflected the tiny epitome of deer tea.

Those focused and gentle eyes seem to be watching his world.

Lu Cha's heartbeat couldn't help but speed up a bit.

hiss--

The little villain's eyes are a bit seductive.

"Of course I like Mr. Butler."

Lucha caressed César's cheek meaninglessly, and stood on tiptoe, as if to kiss him.

César instinctively backed away, only to be caught by the tie.

"Is Mr. Housekeeper afraid?"

"Why should I be afraid of Miss An?" César asked back with a smile, taking advantage of the opportunity to tuck the scattered hair on Lucha's forehead behind his ears.

Fingertips across her soft ear tips:

"I belong to you."

"Miss An can do whatever she wants with me."

"Is that so—" Lu Cha prolonged his voice on purpose, with a wicked glint in his eyes:

"The pocket of my skirt is too small, you can find time to sew it for me again."

Thinking of the scene of the little villain threading needles, Lu Cha couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips.

She looked at César intently, and her eyes suddenly became subtle: "This is an order."

"But I don't know how to sew."

"You can practice." Lu Cha patted him on the shoulder with a serious face:

"I believe you!"

Cesare pursed his lips.

Take a needle and thread and sew a pocket?

Miss An found him a very challenging job.

At this time, the old man in a luxurious white robe stepped onto the high platform under the statue of the God of Light.

This person is the bishop of the Church of Light.

"Bring up the test crystal ball."

The believers immediately did so, and at the same time asked the servants and others to stand at the back, leaving the front position for the noble lady who was running for the saint.

After a while, the open space under the high platform lost more than half of the people.

Lucha's black hair looked even more abrupt.

The other eight noble ladies were far away from Lucha, some fanned the wind with lace folding fans, and some covered their noses.

The demeanor is exaggerated, as if the deer tea is a piece of rotten garbage.

Na Lisha, who was originally standing in front, thought for a while, and walked to Lu Cha's side, without saying any words of comfort, she just asked:

"Can I stand here?"

Lu Cha nodded happily, moved her position quietly, and stood side by side with Na Lisha.

Hee hee, she and the little heroine posted a pinch~!

Suddenly, a noble lady raised her voice and said:

"My lord, I don't want An Lucha to take the test together. Her black hair and black eyes have completely affected my mood."

As one person said, others also chimed in:

"I propose to prepare a separate venue for An Lucha, she is not qualified to test with us."

"No nobleman can bear being with an illegitimate daughter with a dirty background, especially since she also represents ominousness."

"Anlu tea has polluted the air here, and now I can't even breathe."

Lu Cha sincerely asked Xiang, the noble lady who said this: "Then what is your nose sucking?"

The noble lady choked.

"Quiet." The bishop glanced at the chattering noble ladies displeasedly:

"This is the Church of Light, not a place for you to make noise at will."

The bishop looked at the deer tea below, and felt disgusted in his heart: "You are the first to come up for the test, and the speed is faster."

It's rare to meet such a good-looking girl, but unfortunately, she has the characteristics of an ominous person.

If it wasn't for Duke Rhodes' face, he would never let the other party come in for the test.

The bishop, like everyone else, did not believe that Lucha would have light magic.

Lucha was very satisfied with the bishop's decision.

In order to catch up with Monday's test, the little villain didn't stop the carriage all the way to let her get down to breathe.

Now she just wants to finish the test as soon as possible, lie on the bed and have a good sleep!

Lucha walked up to the high platform, put her hand on the crystal ball, and injected light elements.

The crystal ball erupted instantly, a holy and dazzling golden light.

Like the sun hanging high in the sky.

The people who were contemptuous and disdainful just a second ago were stunned and dumbfounded at the moment.

Only Narisa showed a look of admiration.

Miss An Lucha is amazing.

For others, the mood is complicated.

The level of affinity for light elements is easy to identify.

Below medium, including medium, are all white rays.

Only high-level, super high-level affinity is the same golden light as the God of Light.

How could Anlu tea have a high affinity? !

Even the bishop was shocked by this result.

He had heard that a girl with a high affinity appeared in the adult magic test in the East District.

But he thought that it was a rumor fabricated by Duke Rhodes in order to bring his illegitimate daughter home.

Who would have thought it was true?

The bishop looked at Lu Cha with a trace of unknown emotion: "Your affinity for the light element is high."

"I will ask the believers to send you to your residence to rest first, and then go to the North District to participate in the final assessment three days later."

Lu Cha hummed, and before leaving, he waved his little hand to Na Lisa:

"Come and play with me when you have time."

Na Lisa nodded in agreement, and suddenly remembered the rumors about the East District.

It turns out that An P; it turns out that Miss An Lucha is that genius.

She actually received a gift from a genius? !

Narissa felt suddenly grateful.

Fortunately, she mustered up the courage to speak for Miss An Lucha just now.

-

The believers brought deer tea and Cesare outside the house prepared by the church for the saints who are running for election.

The house is one-story with a small front yard.

Each is a separate residence.

"Miss An Lucha, here is the key."

"The kitchen is not far in front. If you need anything, you can send your servant there. The chef is there 24 hours a day." Dafeng Novel

After speaking, the believer handed over the key to César and left.

Lucha opened the door and went in.

Although the space is not too large, the decoration is exquisite and luxurious, and the furniture is all gilded.

The bedroom is divided into an inner hall and an outer hall, similar to the layout of a hotel suite.

There is a door in the middle to separate the two halls.

After simply asking César to tidy up, Lucha changed into a comfortable nightgown in the bathroom and entered the inner hall of the bedroom:

"Don't call me until I wake up."

César looked at the skirt in his hand and the sewing box left by Lucha, and fell silent.

Pockets, how do I sew them?

-

into the night.

César, who was lying on the bed in the outer hall, closed his eyes tightly and frowned.

The bright elements that fill churches and temples are different from those outside.

Because it is the place where the God of Light has stayed for a long time, every golden spot of light is more or less contaminated with the God of Light's breath.

It makes people unconsciously want to surrender.

But César had nothing but hatred.

In the eyes of the world, the God of Light is beautiful and kind, even if he is questioned and humiliated, he will forgive him tolerantly.

Little did he know, the God of Light stripped away all his negative emotions such as anger, despicableness, irritability, etc.

That is the dark side of the God of Light.

The God of Light didn't know how to get rid of it, so he threw the stripped dark side into the depths of the death forest and left it alone.

And he was born from the darkness of the God of Light.

Those negative emotions became the food that nourished him.

He has the same talent as the God of Light, but he is not accepted by the Light, and can only shrink in the endless darkness.

Obviously, he is also a god.

Obviously, he never wanted to be born.

Why, bring him into this world and make everyone despise him?

César's chest grew a monstrous resentment, which turned into ferocious thorns, tightly bound his heart.

The bright elements floating in the air seemed to be mocking his out of place existence.

Nausea.

It's disgusting.

César's forehead was suddenly covered with warmth.

Countless golden light spots gathered joyfully towards one place, gradually forming a human shape.

It was as if he saw the God of Light through the thick black fog that day.

César was stupefied, subconsciously pinched the man's neck, and his hatred surged.

go to hell.

There should be no light in this world.

Suddenly the girl's faint exclamation sounded, César woke up instantly, and opened his eyes.

But saw a cold light fall.