Quick Travel: The fishing beauty refuses cannon fodder

What an honor it is that the big men in the temple need help from humble little people like them? The old mayor standing at the front lowered his head tremblingly, "Please give me your orders, Lord Holy Son."

St. Lorne pondered for a moment and asked: "Has anything strange happened in the town recently? Or, have you discovered any strange people?"

This... the townspeople are in trouble.

The town is not big, so as long as something strange happens, it will spread widely overnight.

But the biggest thing that happened in the town recently was that the clerk was dragged off the widow's bed by his wife, and his dignity was completely lost.

As for the person whose whereabouts are strange...

The mayor looked at the young man not far away who was covered by a black robe, and asked cautiously: "This kid is not from our town, is he considered a person with strange movements?"

Shi Rong didn't realize that the mayor was talking about him at first. It wasn't until countless burning eyes fell on his back and the clear eyes of the Holy Son slowly looked at him that he thought of something.

At the same time, an angry voice suddenly sounded: "Yes! I have every reason to suspect that he is the person with strange movements mentioned by the Holy Son!"

As soon as he finished speaking, several mercenaries with bruised noses and swollen faces squeezed in from the crowd, staring at Shi Rong with fear and anger, with defensive expressions on their faces.

The mayor obviously knew this group of people and said in surprise: "Otes? Why are your faces so swollen like this? Who attacked you?"

You know, this group of mercenaries can be regarded as the top combat force in their town! Who has the ability to hurt a group of them?

Thinking of the words of the mercenaries, the mayor looked at Shi Rong solemnly and saluted Saint Lorne: "Please forgive these young men for their presumption, but this person is really suspicious."

Gogia glanced at Shi Rong worriedly.

Although he also felt that Shi Rong's whereabouts were strange and very suspicious, Shi Rong, as a magician, did not punish him for his disrespect and talked to him patiently...

You know, even the most ordinary civilians would not say anything to a poor and dirty street kid like him, because it would lower their status.

Therefore, Gogia has some affection and trust in Shi Rong. And could a person who is so tolerant of a street kid be a bad guy?

Elder Lejia glared at Shi Rong fiercely, "Your Highness the Holy Son, this person has no respect for the temple, and he wears a black robe during the day. It is indeed a bit suspicious."

St. Lorne paused for a moment, showed a gentle smile to Shi Rong, and said in a soothing voice: "Can you cooperate with the temple's investigation and take off your hood?"

He smiled slightly, as if an angel had come to the world, with a sense of compassion and gentleness, and his eyes seemed to be emitting broken light, holy and noble.

Shi Rong had already decided to list Saint Lorne as his target, so he would naturally not refuse his request.

In fact, he put on the hood just because he was tired of some flies bothering him. Otherwise, as a little succubus who loves beauty very much, he would not hide his face.

The slender fingers gently placed on the black hood, and the crimson on the fingertips was as beautiful as a cherry. His wrists were like the first snow in winter, fragile and tempting to break.

Shi Rong's movements were very slow, and the simple movements had an inexplicable seductive meaning.

Even the mercenaries who had been beaten up by him couldn't help but be attracted to him, and stretched their necks eagerly, trying to peek at his face under the hood.

The hood was completely lifted, and everyone was slightly startled as the man's face was revealed in front of everyone.

He didn't look very old, his pupils were extremely dark, his skin was as white as snow, and there were two faint red marks at the end of his eyes, which added to his charm. And those two beautifully shaped lips seem a little too red...

He seems to be a beautiful young man from the East.

Subtly, the young guys' breathing became a little heavier.

They couldn't help but have a thought: How could such a beautiful person be a bad person? How could those rude and vulgar mercenaries be worthy of such a person?

St. Lorne seemed to have no reaction. His eyes were clear and he said slightly apologetically: "I'm sorry, you can put your hood back on now."

Shi Rong blinked and did not listen to St. Lorne's words. The corners of his lips curled up in a bad way: "His Royal Highness the Holy Son, can I ask you a question?"

St. Lorne behaved very gracefully, not at all condescending as the Holy Son, "You said."

Shi Rong tilted his head, with an innocent expression: "By donating a little money to the temple, can commoners really be reincarnated as nobles in their next life?"

Shi Rong hated this disgusting hypocrisy even more than the honest evil. If the soul of this Holy Son is not as beautiful as his appearance, Shi Rong will choose to change to another person.

After all, as a little prince of the succubus clan, he is extremely picky.

Before St. Lorne could speak, the high priest who had been standing respectfully behind him shouted in panic: "His Royal Highness the Holy Son! This man must be possessed by the devil and is talking nonsense!"

The residents of the town were confused, and some bold young men even said in confusion: "Pastor Rosen, what's wrong with you? Didn't you tell us that if we donate enough money, we can have a good pregnancy in the next life?"

While they were talking, they quietly glanced at Shi Rong's delicate, snow-white profile, and his dark cheeks turned suspiciously red.

The great priest must be old and confused. How could he wrongly accuse such a beautiful young man?

Archpriest Rosen almost vomited a mouthful of blood. He had worked hard in this remote town for decades, and all the townspeople obeyed him. He never expected that these young people would challenge his authority!

Sensing that the gazes of several bishops were getting darker, Archpriest Rosen pointed crazily at the young men who had made noises and shouted: "Your Highness, the Holy Son, believe me, they are all parasitized by the devil!"

Saint Lorne frowned slightly and looked at Elder Lejia beside him.

Elder Lejia's heart tightened. A trivial matter like deceiving stupid people to steal money is actually nothing, but if it tarnishes the bright heart of the Son of God...

The Pope will definitely make his life worse than death!

He took action brazenly, and a ray of holy light passed by. Archpriest Rosen screamed, collapsed to the ground, and could no longer speak. The two divine messengers beside him dragged Archpriest Rosen up and tied him up tightly.

The townspeople looked at it in shock, completely confused as to how things could develop like this.

St. Lorne looked solemn and spoke softly, "Pastor Rosen lied to you. As long as you do more good deeds, the God of Light will naturally send you blessings."

In such an atmosphere, the deceived townspeople could not feel angry. They bowed their heads and praised the God of Light and the Holy Son.