Quick Travel: Bringing Revenge System to Flirt with Han

"Come on, it's just a matter of convenience. I'll summon something else in front of them. Won't I be able to skip the summoning spell in the future?"

He had no intention of entering the temple to learn.

This was the thought that came to me when I entered the temple, even though I was carrying magic props.

But he still feels depressed.

Just as Bai Tuanzi said, he and the things in the temple are inherently incompatible, whether it is the Statue of the Goddess of Light or the Son of Light.

Seeing the accumulated strength in his body, there are signs of exploding, and he may be exposed if he is not careful.

The original owner followed the path of swordsmanship, so there was no need to go to the Holy Knights. The Royal Knights were no worse than the Holy Knights, so coming to the temple was too redundant.

He might as well take this opportunity to let the temple see his talent in swordsmanship and dispel the temple's intention of letting him learn magic.

"But you've already used it once, what else can you summon? And even if you can summon something, it's something evil. Wouldn't it just self-destruct?"

"fool!"

Rong Mo glanced at the little bastard, "Of course I can't really use summoning magic. Isn't this asking you to get special effects props? I can use the special effects to summon Xiao Hong."

The principle is quite different, but they have no concept of system space.

Who can tell that this is not summoning magic?

Anyway, it’s okay if something comes out?

Bai Tuanzi was stunned for a moment, and then the corners of his mouth twitched crazily.

You are really treating the temple like a fool.

But, it does make sense.

Rong Mo raised his chin and urged it, "Go quickly."

“Good pop”

Bai Tuanzi flew out and wandered around the endless temple.

In front of it is the layout of the temple.

It didn't take long before I found the training ground of the Knights Templar, turned off the special effects, buried the road, and left quietly.

I passed by an all-white room with statues of gods carved in it. The feeling it gave me here was that it was unpopular, only cold...

Driven by curiosity, Bai Tuanzi floated over, and through the window saw a figure that did not fit into the temple. The man was wearing a blue and white magic robe, with only a slender back.

This is the uniform of the Magicians Association.

There is a man next to him. The man is dressed like a temple. He is all white but not plain, with a beautiful cross hanging on his chest.

Sacred and intimidating, he was talking to the magician. The magician turned his head slightly, and the face of the beautiful Greek boy was half reflected in the candlelight.

Bai Tuanzi has a super sixth sense. With this appearance, this identity, and appearing here at this time, there is definitely something wrong!

It directly operated the virtual panel and called up the identity information. The moment it saw the name, it opened its eyes wide and flew back to Rong Mo's room.

"Big! Big, guess who I saw!"

The little bastard did not appear, and the voice first entered the sea of ​​consciousness.

Rong Mo was holding a book and reading it under the light. Hearing the whirring sound, he raised his lips and smiled lightly, "You are panicking. Did you see a ghost?"

"It's better to see a ghost!" Bai Tuanzi panted, holding the virtual screen on his head.

On the virtual screen was a boy about the same age as him.

The identifying information below reads: Widley Garfield.

"..."

Rong Mo closed the book and frowned, "Why is he here?"

The Magicians Association and the Church are not involved.

"He was talking to someone, and that person's identity was obviously not simple."

At least higher than the godfather who greeted the host.

Rong Mo pointed his fingertips on the table, narrowed his eyes slightly, and his mind was racing.

Could it be that he hit the plot point where Yimi Lei and Widley met?

"It's very possible." Bai Tuanzi put away the virtual panel and dropped it on the table in front of Rong Mo. "He is here. There is a high probability that you will bump into him. So will your summoning magic be successful tomorrow?"

Widley is extremely gifted in magic and is a future great magician. He belongs to the top combat force of the Magicians Association and is known as the second Grand Duke of Berg.

The strength cannot be underestimated.

"you're right"

Rong Mo nodded thoughtfully, snapped his fingers, and Xiao Hong appeared in front of him with a buzz.

Master master!

The demonic swords surrounded Rong Mo, swinging in a fawning manner.

Rong Mo held the hilt of the sword, "Don't move, let me tell you something."

"???"

Xiao Hong calmed down, and the beautiful Bianhua flower on the hilt of the sword came to life, coiled up and touching Rong Mo's slender fingers.

"Duanzi, change some white paint"

Bai Tuanzi: "??"

Xiaohong: "??"

With one sword and one turtle on his face, Bai Tuanzi always whispers his instructions to Rong Mo, but he always executes them. It cannot understand the host's daily operations.

A bucket of white paint appeared at Rong Mo's feet. The product produced by the system must be of high quality. The white paint is colorless and odorless. Rong Mo is very satisfied.

The next second, with Bai Tuanzi's shocked eyes, Rong Mo inserted Xiao Hong inside.

"Buzz buzz!"

Owner! Are you going to kill me?

"Be good, don't struggle, the master will change your skin."

Xiaohong doesn't look like a good sword. In order to make it more realistic and look more sacred, she has to work harder.

"..." Xiao Hong rolled around in the white paint helplessly.

From a weird black and red long sword, it turned into a pure white and ordinary sword.

"Buzz..."

Xiaohong screamed, as if she was crying.

Rong Mo looked at his masterpiece and was very satisfied, "Hong, if I call you out tomorrow, you will shine. It's best to shine so that no one can see it, do you understand?"

"Buzz..."

Xiaohong agreed feebly.

The next day

The temple bell rang, echoing in the solemn church.

Rong Mo stood up under Kelly's service. I followed the godfather to the cafeteria, which was full of believers.

He attracted much attention when he came in, but they only glanced at him quickly and then looked away. The huge restaurant was silent.

The sound of "ta-da" footsteps broke the silence.

"Your Highness, I didn't expect to see you here." The cheerful young voice came from behind. The voice was not loud, but it was particularly clear in the quiet restaurant.

Not many people could speak to him in such a familiar tone, so Rong Mo probably knew who it was.

Looking back and looking at the visitor with a smile, the blue and white magic robe lined the young man's handsome face, as if it was shining, and his pair of lead-gray pale eyes were gentle and affectionate.

Before she even grows old, she is already so beautiful that people can't take their eyes away.

"Wideli? Long time no see"

Widley walked quickly towards Rong Mo, but the royal knight beside Rong Mo did not stop him.

This was still an order from the original owner, and Widley did not need to salute when he saw him.

It shows how close the relationship between the two is.

Therefore, Weideli naturally held Rong Mo's hand.

Rong Mo froze on the spot, his smile almost cracked.

Intimacy is with the original owner, what does it have to do with him? Almost subconsciously, he pulled his hand out of Widley's palm.

Surprise flashed in Widley's eyes. He was taller than Rong Mo. He looked down at his eyebrows, which were as delicate as carvings, and felt something strange in his heart.

Rong Mo had a distinguished status and had no friends in the palace. He came into contact with Rong Mo through his status as a student of Duke Berg.

As Rong Mo's only friend, he is the only exception among ten thousand. He can even feel Rong Mo's abnormal possessiveness towards him.

This was the first time that I let go of his hand without mercy, and there was even a fleeting impatience in my eyes.

"I'm sorry, I was offended." He suppressed the displeasure in his heart and stepped aside. His tone was more respectful, but also more distant.

Usually he ignores Rong Mo, and Rong Mo will try to make him happy.

But not this time, Rong Mo relaxed instead. Although he still looked at him and smiled, his smile was much faker than before.

"Didn't you go to the Elf Forest with the Duke?"

The proud eldest disciple didn't follow him, which was a bit suspicious.

"I was injured a little in Haiyue City, so I didn't follow the teacher this time." Widley replied with a smile.

Rong Mo just hummed and sat down at the dining table.

After all, he was the crown prince, and he was the only one at the table, with the waiters watching over him.

Widley was not a waiter, but a playmate of the crown prince, and no one dared to care about him.

As usual, he could sit and dine in front of the Crown Prince, but today the Crown Prince didn't say anything, so he couldn't go there rashly. It was a bit awkward to stand there.

Widley pursed his lips, looked at the figure sitting upright in front of him, and thought for a moment before taking out a bracelet woven from straw from the pocket of his magic robe.

That was no ordinary grass, it was a rare plant picked from the cliff near the forest of Haiyue City. There was not even one plant found in the royal greenhouse.

He came to the dining table and handed the bracelet to Rong Mo, who was eating breakfast slowly.

Rong Mo glanced at the bracelet, which was not very well woven, but had a strange beauty.

The three small flowers connected in the center are rare, showing a deep purple texture, not like plants, but more like satin.

"Sorry, I couldn't attend the birthday party. This is my gift to you." Widley squatted in front of Rong Mo, like a childhood playmate.

"I made it up for a long time"

Plants are rare, but to give such a thing as a birthday gift to the Imperial Crown Prince is somewhat unsightly.

What was Widley sending you sincerely?

Rong Mo looked away and raised his hand to signal Kailin, "Take it."

"..."

Widley's pupils trembled, Rong Mo didn't let him put it on for him?

He could not understand Rong Mo more and more, and his beautiful face was filled with disappointment.

Zai Rongmo said, "Let's sit down and eat together."

Only then did I feel a little happy.

Rong Mo didn't want to have too much contact with Widley. He knew the original owner too well. With Widley here, he had to deliberately imitate the original owner's habits.

The most important thing is that the two of them have a very good relationship. They are like brothers. It is common for them to hook up with each other.

And he didn't like to be touched, so getting along with Widley was very unnatural.

Especially when Widley learned that he was visiting the Holy Knights, he insisted on following him.

Even though he was prepared, there was a bee-like guy next to his ear, and he couldn't resist it.

Finally, we arrived at the training ground.

The training grounds of the Holy Knights are much larger than those in the palace, and the surrounding protective walls are thicker.

Even the sword is much heavier.

Fred stood next to Rong Mo, his burly body contrasting with Rong Mo's slender figure, who was so weak that he seemed to fall over if the wind blew.

The paladins all took secret glances at the crown prince.

"Do you want to try it?" Fred pointed at the sword stand and said to Rong Mo.

Before Rong Mo could speak, Widley refused, "Your Highness will be a magician in the future. How can someone with a magic wand touch such a heavy sword? What should I do if I get injured?"