Quick Travel: The fishing beauty refuses cannon fodder

This world is a Western fantasy world. There are many races, everyone has magic or fighting spirit, and the protagonist, Saint Lorne, is the holy son of the Basi Empire's temple.

He looks saintly, seemingly benevolent and innocent, but in fact he is a white-blooded man with an extremely sinister underbelly.

St. Lorne was adopted by the Pope since he was a child. However, no one knew that the reason why the highly respected Pope adopted him was just to use his young and talented body...

In the plot, something strange happened in a remote town in the Bossi Empire. It was suspected that traces of demons were found. Saint Lorne took the initiative to ask Ying to solve the problem. Here, he meets the protagonist Shou.

The protagonist, Mou Yali, is an outstanding magic apprentice in a small town. He is innocent and simple, worships the temple extremely, and provides a lot of help to St. Lorne's investigation.

In the process, they got to know each other and fell in love. In the end, Saint Lorne successfully killed the Pope, and Ari became a real magician.

In this world, Shi Rong is a little succubus who is in desperate need of adulthood. He travels around the continent, trying to find excellent and energetic men, and successfully enters the mature stage.

One day, he accidentally entered a remote town in the Bossi Empire and met the protagonist, St. Lorne.

Attracted by Saint Lorne's outstanding appearance, and Shi Rong detected that Saint Lorne was extremely energetic, he regarded Saint Lorne as his target...

In the end, of course, there is no good ending.

When the system prompts: "The protagonist of this world, Gong, is not that easy to offend. Even in the finale, it is not clear how much love he has for the protagonist Shou."

"Okay, okay, I got it."

Shi Rong brushed it off and didn't take it seriously at all. How could anyone refuse Rong Rong? Especially he also has a cute little tail and two tender horns!

The system saw that it had no use speaking, so it sneaked into the depths of Shi Rong's mind. If you want to restore energy as soon as possible, it's really not possible to rely on this person alone...

What a terrible misfortune, why did you contract this thing?

Shi Rong's steps were brisk, with no intention of waiting for the little boy behind him. He followed the crowd, keeping a certain distance from them, and arrived at a small square.

Gogia was thin and had not eaten for a long time, so he lacked physical strength. But he still ignored the dislike of the people around him and trotted resolutely to catch up with Shi Rong.

"Where did this waif come from? Is this where you should be? Why don't you get out of the way?"

A brown-haired man with only a piece of pudding on his clothes covered his mouth and nose in disgust, trying to drive Gogia away.

In this remote town, although there are not many nobles, the classes are still distinct.

It can be seen from the clothes that civilians from well-off families wear very little pudding on their clothes. Children like Gogia, who are half-clothed and dirty, are the lowest class of the town.

Gogia was a little flustered. He didn't know why. He was not afraid of Master Shirong, who was a magician, but he was a little afraid of this middle-aged man with a strong look.

If Shirong knew, he would definitely answer Gogia proudly. As an extremely noble succubus, their affinity is very strong!

"Did you hear that?" The brown-haired man stretched out his hand to hit Gogia. For someone like him, he couldn't get in touch with real upper-class people, so he could only find prestige at the bottom of the class.

So noisy. Shi Rong turned his face sideways, a red light flashed in his dark eyes. After the brown-haired man looked at him, his eyes became dull and he lowered his arms.

The town is small and almost all the residents know each other. Even the most grumpy brown-haired man didn't speak again, and naturally the people around him didn't dare to say anything.

Gogia stayed in this way smoothly.

In the center of the small square, an extremely dazzling holy light suddenly emitted. As several figures wearing snow-white holy robes appeared out of thin air, the surrounding civilians knelt on the ground.

"The God of Light is above, welcome the Holy Son and the envoy of the temple!"

Among the dark crowd, Shi Rong was the only one left, still standing, standing out.

Gogia fearfully tugged on Shi Rong's black robe and hinted to him with his mouth: "Kneel down quickly."

kneel down?

How could he kneel down to others? Shi Rong snorted, pulled back his black robe from Gogia's hand, pushed up the brim of his hat, and raised his head.

The holy light gradually dissipated, and several figures were clearly displayed in front of Shi Rong's eyes. Before he could see the faces of those people clearly, the disc in his pocket began to vibrate violently.

This is……

Shi Rong's heart skipped a beat and he stared at the center of the square.

Those people were all wearing golden-trimmed holy robes, but the most eye-catching one was the blond man in the center.

He has a pair of extremely clear eyes, with slightly white pupils and a faint golden outer ring. His face is holy and gorgeous, his long blond hair falls on his cheeks, and his body is slender but not thin, making him look like the god of light descending into the world.

Shi Rong held down the disk and scanned the man's face inch by inch, his heart full of excitement. I don’t know what will happen to such a holy person if he is contaminated by lust...

Seeing Shi Rong standing there, the white-bearded elder beside Saint Lorne shouted angrily: "Bold untouchable! If you disrespect the temple and don't kneel before the Son, you should be punished with twenty lashes..."

"?" Shi Rong thought he heard wrongly. What nonsense is this fat white bear talking about? How dare you call him a pariah and give him twenty lashes?

"Elder Lejia, everyone is equal. As long as you have God in your heart, it doesn't matter whether you kneel or not." Saint Lorne spoke, his voice soothing and beautiful, as if coming from the misty clouds, like a holy metaphor.

Elder Lejia lowered his head, "Yes, Lord Holy Son."

St. Lorne looked at everyone with eyes full of compassion and love, which made his gorgeous face look extremely holy: "Everyone, please stand up."

The Holy Son has given orders, how dare other townspeople not listen? They kowtowed and stood up one after another, looking at the center of the square with wild eyes.

"I'm very sorry for disturbing the lives of the townspeople." Saint Lorne waved his hand, the sky changed slightly, and a trace of golden rain fell on everyone.

Under this magical rain, the townspeople felt that their bodies felt much more relaxed, and even some people who were seriously injured had their wounds healed quickly.

Such a miraculous change made them look at the Holy Son with even more admiration.

St. Lorne explained: "This is sacred rain, as compensation for disturbing everyone."

How could they, common people, bother the Holy Son to send down the rain? Such a move caused everyone to kneel on the ground, praising the Holy Son and the God of Light.

St. Lorne waved his hand and said with a smile: "It doesn't have to be like this. We are here to solve an unexpected incident and we need the cooperation of the townspeople..."