Quick Travel: The fishing beauty refuses cannon fodder

The wheat bread was quickly made, and Shi Rong put them into the ring, leaving only two loaves, one for himself and one for Saint Lorne.

"Thank you Rong Rong." St. Lorne took it with a gentle smile.

When he looked at Rong Rong, his eyes were so soft that they seemed to be dripping with water. It was not like he was holding an ordinary piece of bread, but like he had got some extremely precious treasure.

This worthless look gave Ywhite a headache.

He was never like St. Lorne in front of Lidsi! The temple is really inferior to each other, and this Holy Son is so easy to deceive...

Thinking of his own bumpy love life, and watching the little succubus next to him nibbling on bread carelessly, Ywhite reminded St. Lorne: "It's better not to indulge too much in matters of love..."

Saint Lorne's fingertips trembled.

Shi Rong was not satisfied. Even a fool can understand what Ywhite means. He and St. Lorne are in love with each other. Why does this stinky old man still want to break them up?

Although, although he may find a new target in the future, for now, he still likes St. Lorne! After all, Saint Lorne has a gentle personality, extremely outstanding appearance, and a very high quality of essence...

When the little succubus reaches maturity, she still has to rely on Saint Lorne to prevent Ywhite from hindering her. He slapped the table and said, "Old man, what are you talking about?!"

What a bad old man, he looks like he has clearly not forgotten his mother yet, but he still advises others not to indulge in feelings. This is really too much!

He saw Saint Lorne squeeze the bread tightly and looked slightly disappointed, so he couldn't help but coax: "Saint Lorne, don't listen to this bad old man's nonsense!"

"My mother is a very dedicated succubus. She has been with my father for more than a hundred years and has never looked at another man!"

Of course, it's more that my father is too possessive and has a high level of force. He pesters his mother every day and never gives her a chance to see other men.

But will the little succubus speak so clearly? Of course it’s impossible! Although Saint Lorne seems to have a good temper and is gentle, the little succubus will still reserve some leeway for herself.

"...I believe you, Rong Rong."

Saint Lorne's eyes were clear and gentle. When she met his eyes, the usually heartless little succubus actually felt a little guilty and uncomfortable.

Shi Rong nodded, patted his chest, and continued to coax the simple Saint Son: "I never lie! I really like Saint Lorne!"

Saint Lorne was stunned for a moment, he was really attracted by the words of the little succubus. What difference does it make whether what the little succubus said is true or false?

He will try his best to make the little succubus like him and only him forever... Since he said it, he must do it. Since you provoke him, you must be responsible.

The Holy Son's face was a little shy, and his voice was very soft: "I also like Rong Rong very much."

Ywhite on the side: "..."

Come on, it’s really hopeless. This Holy Son is obviously just like him before, immersed in illusory love and unable to listen to other people's words.

I just hope that this little succubus really likes Saint Lorne. Otherwise, this poor Holy Son will make the same mistakes again...

Thinking of the past again, Ywhite waved his hand melancholy and chased people away: "Eat, eat, and don't get in the way of my shop. You all can go!"

Seeing that the old man made bread for themselves, Lord Shirong and Ywhite didn't care about this trivial matter.

He blinked, put his little hand into Saint Lorne's hand, shook it, and showed two small fangs: "Saint Lorne, let's go back."

Saint Lorne squeezed his hand, "Okay."

……

After returning to the hotel, Saint Lorne noticed the fluctuation of his magic instrument, and could only softly refuse Shi Rong's request for intimacy and returned to the room.

As soon as the door was closed, a screen of water appeared in front of Saint Lorne. The rippled water surface gradually calmed down, and the figure on the other side became clear.

It was a white-haired old man wearing a golden holy robe and holding a luxurious and exquisite scepter. His face was very kind, and the eyes he looked at Saint Lorne were extremely gentle.

He is the Pope of the Temple, Eulali.

Eulali's voice was as gentle as his appearance. He coughed a few times and said, "Saint Lorne, my dear child, how did you complete the task I gave you?"

Upon hearing Eulali's inquiry, the admiration and respect in Saint Lorne's eyes turned into guilt and loss. He lowered his head: "Your Majesty the Pope, Saint Lorne has let you down..."

A bumbling old dog, a hint of sarcasm flashed in St. Lorne's eyes. These days, he often feels like he is being watched, so whether his mission has been completed, the old dog will not know?

From Eulali's slightly weak voice, Saint Lorne derived an important message. This old dog's body is weakening rapidly, and he may not be able to bear it anymore...

Sure enough, the next moment, Eulali said: "Saint Lorne, I will give you three more days. If you really can't find any trace of Kyler, then give up."

St. Lorne raised his head in astonishment: "But Your Majesty the Pope, didn't you mean-"

"Cough cough cough." Eulali coughed heavily, feeling that his body was getting weaker and weaker. He almost wanted Saint Lorne to return to the temple now.

But he told himself that after waiting for so many years, it would be just a few days. We can't let others see the clues, let alone tarnish the bright heart of Saint Lorne...

Eulali explained: "I issued this mission because Kyler stole a sacred artifact from the temple many years ago. That artifact is extremely important to the temple, so I will send you out. .”

"But not long ago, the Great Artifact Refiner of Gran created a replaceable holy instrument, and the importance of the stolen holy instrument was greatly reduced."

"Saint Lorne, you should be able to tell that my body is weak and I am afraid that I will pass away soon, so you must come back as soon as possible and take up the preparations to take over the temple."

Eulali's remarks made St. Lorne's eyes red. "Your Majesty the Pope, the God of Light will bless you! Please don't say these words..."

This old dog was searching for Carlyle, obviously for his secret spell of rejuvenation, and he had to give such a high-sounding reason. St. Lorne has never heard that Carlyle is interested in the sacred artifacts of the temple.

Now urging him to go back is just because the old dog's body is weak, and he can't wait any longer, so he wants him to return to the temple and seize his body...

In the corner where the water mirror could not reach, Saint Lorne's hands were clenched into fists. But on his face, he looked a little more sad and reluctant.

"People always have to die." Eulali looked at St. Lorne's flawless body with admiration. After being a powerful pope for so long, how could he be willing to die?

"Saint Lorne, don't be sad for me. Return to the temple as soon as possible within three days."

St. Lorne showed respect: "Yes, His Majesty the Pope."