Quick Travel: The fishing beauty refuses cannon fodder

Placing the golden box on the large round table, Saint Lorne poured magic power into his fingertips and carved a complex and profound magic circle on the surface of the box.

Seeing this scene, Gogia's palms were covered with dense cold sweat. His throat was so dry that he could not speak. He could only hear his own rapid and violent heartbeat.

Shi Rong noticed something was wrong with Gogia and stared at him carefully in confusion, "Kid, are you very hot? Why are you sweating so much?"

"Master Shirong..." Gogia stared at Shirong's face in confusion, and suddenly had an impulse. But when he opened his mouth, he changed his words and said, "I might be a little hungry."

Shi Rongcai suddenly remembered that this kid had followed them all the way and didn't have time to have breakfast. But he couldn't admit his carelessness, so he knocked Gogia on the head.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Shi Rong threw a piece of white bread to Gogia and accused him; "You took my purse, wouldn't you buy some food on the way?"

"Thank you, sir." Gogia took the piece of bread, his eyes filled with mist. He took a big bite and ate very seriously, as if he would never eat again.

Shi Rong was not good at dealing with children. When he saw Gogia looking like he was about to cry, he was immediately at a loss. He poked Gogia, "Hey little devil, why are you crying?"

He's not too fierce, right?

Human imps are really troublesome...

"Stop crying." Shi Rong wrinkled his nose, "Otherwise, I will eat you! We demons like to eat human children the most..."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, sir, don't lie to me." Gogia couldn't help it and cried out, "You are a kind and good devil, so you won't eat me, uuuuuuu."

Gogia made up his mind. If His Royal Highness the Holy Son really found out about him, he would definitely not put Lord Shirong in trouble and would willingly die!

He is a wandering child, but he can tolerate the care of adults, eat so many delicious meals, and stay in luxurious hotels. Even that is a profit!

Before dying, Gogia didn't want to hide Shi Rong anymore. He choked and wanted to tell his secret; "Sir, I..."

Seeing the Holy Son gradually walking towards them, Gogia's words stopped abruptly, and his eyes looking at Saint Lorne were full of alertness and fear.

"Ah?" Shi Rong tilted his head in confusion and followed Gogia's gaze, but he could only see Saint Lorne's pale and handsome face.

"How's it going, Saint Lorne?" Shi Rong could tell at a glance that Saint Lorne's magic might have been exhausted, so she handed him a bottle of recovery potion, "Can you confirm the location of Kyler?"

"Thank you." St. Lorne took the potion and drank it without any precaution. His face looked better as expected. He shook his head, "It has been too long and there are not many magic fluctuations that can be captured."

Gogia's crying stopped instantly, and he could hardly control the joy in his heart. Afraid that his abnormality would be discovered by the Holy Son, he lowered his head and gnawed on bread to hide his expression.

"Oh -" Shi Rong nodded in understanding. He didn't care about it. If Saint Lorne completed the task so quickly, he would definitely return to the temple.

Compared to this, he would rather delay it for a little longer. At least, we have to wait until he can use St. Lorne to get through his maturity, right? At that time, it will be none of his business where the Son goes.

After thinking about it, Shi Rong held onto Saint Lorne's hand and slightly curved her lips, "Saint Lorne, you are very weak now, and your magic power still needs to be restored."

How long has it been since this greedy little succubus?

Saint Lorne's hand moved, perhaps because his magic power was exhausted, but he did not break free from Shi Rong's hand.

His holy face was stained with a hint of crimson, as if the God of Light had fallen to the world, adding a bit of popularity.

He said weakly, "Your Excellency Shi Rong..."

The weaker Saint Lorne looked, the more Shi Rong wanted to bully him. After all, in the clan, the little succubus has always been teased and bullied by others. When did she get to bully others like she is now?

Shi Rong waved his hand, directly interrupting Saint Lorne's words, and helped him walk upstairs without any refusal: "Saint Lorne, a recovery potion can't solve the problem."

"You should know that excessive overdraft of magic power will affect your magic talent! As the Holy Son of the Temple, how can you compromise your magic talent?"

Saint Lorne lowered his eyes and said nothing, but he no longer resisted.

The little succubus smiled successfully, supported the extremely weak Holy Son, and entered the room.

As soon as the door was closed, Shi Rong's little horns and tail were exposed. He helped Saint Lorne onto the bed, his little sweet tail wrapped tightly around Saint Lorne's wrist, lowered his head and kissed the weak Saint's lips.

His Royal Highness the Holy Son was too weak to resist, so he could only close his eyes and let the nasty little succubus rub, entangle, and breathe on his lips...

The little succubus just kissed her for a while and felt tired. He raised his head, grabbed the hand of the Holy Son, and put it on his little horn: "Knead it for me."

The tone was full of commands, and he was really confident.

Saint Lorne glanced at Shi Rong's glowing red lips, suppressed the desire in his eyes, and pinched the little succubus's tender horns with his long and strong hands.

The horns of the little succubus are very small, cool to the touch, and a little soft. The top of the horn is round and blunt, smooth to the touch and feels good in the hand.

St. Lorne rubbed the pair of small horns in circles, and his fingertips inadvertently scratched the horns. The arrogant little succubus instantly softened and melted into his arms.

"Um……"

Shi Rong only felt that the top of his head felt numb and itchy, the mist in his eyes instantly spread, even his little tail drooped strangely, and his whole body was out of control.

He lay weakly on Saint Lorne, bit his lip, and breathed quickly: "Saint, Saint Lorne, you, um, what did you do?"

His Royal Highness the Holy Son seemed to be a little panicked, and his hand inadvertently brushed against Shi Rong's little peach tail, causing the little succubus to tremble for a moment, "Sir Shi Rong, what's wrong with you?"

The little succubus became angry and said, "Stop moving!"

He doesn't know when his maturity will come. If this idiot Holy Son teases him again, he won't be able to bear it any longer! Once the maturity period arrives, his little horns will be completely shaped...

He still likes beautiful big horns!

After listening to his words, His Royal Highness the Holy Son did not move again, but said weakly: "I'm sorry, Sir Shi Rong. I'm too weak and can't control my strength for the moment."

The little succubus suddenly felt guilty.

He took advantage of the Saint Son's weakness, forced others to make things difficult for him, and severely bullied the Saint Son. Now he is still blaming others. Isn't this obvious that he has no conscience?

"It's okay." Shi Rong calmed down for a while, then grabbed His Royal Highness's hand again, placed it on his horn, and ordered: "Knead it gently."

It is said that if a succubus' horns are rubbed, they will grow very big and beautiful.

The Holy Son played with the pair of tender little horns, his eyes slightly darkened, "Yes, Your Excellency Shi Rong..."