Quick Travel: The fishing beauty refuses cannon fodder

in the room.

St. Lorne closed his eyes tightly. His holy robe moved automatically without any wind. Violent magic fluctuations surrounded him, causing the items in the room to vibrate.

After a while, all the magic fluctuations on Saint Lorne's body subsided, and his overwhelming aura became restrained and gentle. He opened his eyes and looked at his palms.

For decades, Saint Lorne has never slacked off in practicing magic. No one knew that he had already reached the threshold of becoming a great mage.

But until last night, the night with the little succubus, he also benefited from it, so he successfully advanced...

Even though St. Lorne's current magic foundation is still a little unstable, it is enough to deal with the old and weak Pope. Not to mention that he had searched for several forbidden spells before...

Although the temple is corrupt, most people are still simple and righteous. As long as the Pope and his lackeys are killed, Saint Lorne will be able to completely control the temple, and he will no longer have to worry about anyone coveting him.

Without the help of the little succubus, he would not have been able to break through to the Great Magister so early. St. Lorne's eyes softened. It would be a hundred times more difficult to deal with the Pope at that time.

The little succubus must be extremely shy and hide in her room now, right? Saint Lorne thought of the little succubus's moving expression and beautiful appearance with red eyes last night, and her heart moved slightly.

No matter what, after all, he took advantage of others and still wanted to coax the little succubus.

With this in mind, Saint Lorne left the room and knocked on Shi Rong's door.

"Rong Rong..." His Royal Highness the Son did not forget to pretend at this time, and his voice sounded a little embarrassed, "What happened last night... I will be responsible for you. Are you willing to return to the temple with me?"

There was no movement on the other end.

It seems that the little succubus is really embarrassed.

A smile flashed in Saint Lorne's eyes, and he could already picture the little succubus lying on the bed with her cheeks buried in the pillow and covering her ears in resistance.

"Rong Rong, you don't know how to use healing skills." Saint Lorn thought that the little succubus was really squeamish and her mouth was swollen before, so she asked him to use a healing spell: "I'm worried that you will be injured..."

There was still silence on the other side.

Saint Lorn frowned, finally feeling that something was wrong. According to the little succubus's temperament, after hearing his words, she would definitely become angry and want to scold him, but now...

He didn't have time to think about it, so he used magic to break the door lock and entered the room.

The room was empty, the bed was flat and clean, and there was no trace of anyone lying on it. Even the mirror that often stood on the little succubus's desk was gone.

St. Lorne's face was extremely cold, and the magic fluctuations on his body overflowed uncontrollably. The chair closest to him quietly turned into powder. When the wind blew, the entire room was filled with dust.

No, the little succubus liked him so much. They did that thing again last night. How could it be possible that the little succubus left quietly as soon as they woke up?

Maybe the little succubus is hungry, or something else happened, or maybe because of what happened last night, the little succubus is too shy and wants to hide from him for a while...

St. Lorne forced himself to calm down, turned around and walked towards Gogia's room.

Seeing that Gogia's room was also empty, Saint Lorne's face completely darkened. The walls and the floor beneath his feet made creaking sounds and cracked, and he clenched his palms.

well.

very good.

Should I choose to take that kid with me even if I run away?

Saint Lorne smiled coolly, and in those clear blue eyes, there was an ink color that was so rich that it could not be melted away. He twitched the corners of his lips and thought indifferently, succubi are indeed heartless.

But that's fine, then he has a good reason to lock up such a bad little succubus...

Saint Lorne took out a strand of brown hair from the space ring.

This strand of hair was inadvertently taken from Gogia's head.

St. Lorne had already guessed that Gogia was Carlyle, but he didn't want the Pope's dream to come true, and because of Shi Rong's existence, he didn't reveal it.

But to be on the safe side, St. Lorne chose to leave a strand of Gogia's hair to facilitate tracking him in the future. And now, it just comes in handy.

Thinking of this, Saint Lorne smiled coldly.

He thought he had a deep mind and was more wary of the little succubus at first, but in the end he was deceived and even forgot to plant the tracking magic on the little succubus...

While chanting the magic spell, the strand of brown hair suspended in the air turned into a streak of smoke and dust, covering the magic array, guiding Saint Lorne's direction.

The next moment, Saint Lorne's figure disappeared from the place.

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huh, huh, huh...

Gogia ran fast, the cool wind blowing on his body. He was sweating like rain. He was panting from exhaustion and felt that his legs were no longer his.

Until now, he still doesn't understand. Don't Lord Shirong and His Highness the Holy Son have a very good relationship? Why should he suddenly be allowed to escape?

"Ah!" Gogia was so focused on his thoughts that he didn't even see a big stone under his feet. He was caught off guard and tripped, falling heavily to the ground.

The skin on his knees and elbows was instantly scratched and blood oozed out. This pain was nothing to Gogia. His body was really tired, so he simply turned over and lay on the ground, intending to rest for a while.

The sound of footsteps suddenly rang in his ears. Gogia closed his eyes tightly and said lazily: "I am not dead. Please avoid me when walking..."

"Gogia." The voice of the visitor was extremely familiar. Gogia opened his eyes in shock and saw the Holy Son staring at him indifferently. "Where did Shi Rong go?"

The Son's appearance was completely different from before, which made Gogia a little surprised. Worried that Saint Lorne would cause danger to Shi Rong, he closed his mouth tightly and did not speak.

When St. Lorne saw Gogia, he realized that Shi Rong did not go with the kid. For some reason, he felt a little relieved...

Seeing that Gogia did not speak, Saint Lorne waved his hand, and a beautiful money bag floated out from his body and fell into Saint Lorne's hands.

Gogia endured the pain from the wound, jumped up, and wanted to reach out to grab it: "That was given to me by Master Shirong..." Before he could finish his words, he was frozen in place.

Saint Lorne threw his money bag to Gogia, silently recited the incantation, a flash of holy light flashed, and Gogia's wounds quickly healed.

With this money bag, he could locate Shi Rong's position. Saint Lorne turned and left, "For the sake of your loyalty to Rong Rong, I won't embarrass you, Carlisle."

Gogia froze on the spot.

He knew that he was... Listening to the meaning of His Highness the Holy Son's words, it didn't seem like he wanted to target Lord Shirong. He shouldn't embarrass Lord Shirong, right?