Quick Travel: The fishing beauty refuses cannon fodder

Seeing that Shi Rong seemed to be thinking about something, Saint Lorne reached out and took out the light blue gem, stuffed it into his palm, and tried to divert his attention.

"Rongrong, where else do you want to see?"

Shi Rong thought it was coming out, he pouted, and threw the gem to Saint Lorne, "I don't have magic power now, so I can't put it back into the space ring. You hold it for me first."

Saint Lorne paused and put the gem away, "Can you use it to make two new anklets for Rong Rong?" This color matched the little succubus' snow-white skin very well.

Shi Rong's face was stiff, suspecting that he heard wrongly: "?"

What did you say? My little succubus will ask you, what did you say? !

Why, out of nowhere, did you think of giving him an anklet again?

Saint Lorne noticed Shi Rong's angry and puzzled gaze and knew that he had lost his composure. He smiled softly, his eyes clear: "I was joking with you, Rong Rong."

is that so? The little succubus stared at Saint Lorne suspiciously, somewhat disbelieving. If it was a joke, why were you staring at his ankles?

Being stared at by such a scorching gaze, even the cheeky little succubus couldn't help but shrink back quietly and glared at His Highness the Holy Son angrily.

But His Majesty the Pope has a way to deal with little succubi. He turned his wrist slightly, and a plate suddenly appeared in his palm, filled with red and sweet fruits.

Shi Rong's eyes lit up and she licked her lips quietly, "It's a honey fruit!"

Saint Lorne's eyes moved slightly, and he handed the plate to the little succubus with a smile.

As soon as she saw the delicious food, the little succubus immediately forgot about everything. He even forgot the bad things St. Lorne did to him in the honey grove...

Saint Lorne wiped Shi Rong's lips, which were stained with red juice, and restrained the aggression in his eyes, "I'll accompany Rong Rong around the temple."

Shi Rong felt as if his lips had been stung by something, and there was a strange numbness. He didn't even know why, but his cheeks were still a little hot.

He felt his heart suddenly swell, filled with complex emotions that he couldn't distinguish. Looking at the tempting plate of honeyed fruits in his hand, Shi Rong couldn't eat it for some reason.

"Saint Lorne, you..."

"His Majesty the Pope!" Elder Longke hurried over and saluted Saint Lorne with a serious look on his face: "I have something important to report to you."

Saint Lorne made eye contact with Elder Longke and realized something.

He stretched out his hand to straighten Shi Rong's slightly frizzy long hair, and coaxed softly: "Rong Rong, go out for a walk first, and I'll come find you later, okay?"

Shi Rong was not unhappy because he was being guarded. He didn't have to follow Saint Lorne. He had time to breathe, and it was not too late for him to be happy!

After getting rid of Saint Lorne, he can go wherever he wants, and maybe he can take the opportunity to escape... The little succubus rolled his eyes and said impatiently: "Okay!"

With that said, he happily walked out the door, his whole body beaming with joy: "It's important, Saint Lorne, you guys need to talk for a while."

The heartless little succubus... Seeing Shi Rong's joyful appearance, St. Lorne felt a pang in his heart. He felt that he was still too gentle. The little succubus obviously didn't have a long memory.

"His Majesty the Pope?" Elder Longke looked confused.

Saint Lorne regained his mind and set a restriction on the little succubus' anklet. Once he left the temple, he would get the news. Therefore, St. Lorne was not so worried that Shi Rong would leave.

He glanced at Elder Longke coldly and said, "Go ahead."

……

The back garden of the temple is filled with various exotic flowers from the Turant continent. When the breeze blows, the beautiful flowers sway in the wind, and the fragrance flows into the nose, which makes people feel relieved.

Shi Rong stood among the flowers and thought about it carefully. St. Lorne forcibly tied him up. He just picked a beautiful flower, so it shouldn't be anything, right?

The little succubus smiled evilly, reached out and broke the extremely precious velvet snowflake.

This flower is completely white, with twelve petals surrounded by golden lines, and the center of the flower is a ball of white fluffy mist, which has almost condensed into substance.

It is an extremely precious magic flower that can be used to make magic potions.

This flower is not fully mature yet, so if it is cut off like this, it has lost its effectiveness.

Shi Rong played with the petals, humming happily, thinking, if he destroyed all the flowers, would Saint Lorne become angry and let him go?

A sudden voice broke his thoughts. The man quickly walked up to him with a stern look on his face: "Where did you come from, a little thief, who dared to break the flowers of the temple?"

After seeing Shi Rong's face clearly, he froze, and the scolding was stuck in his throat. His face turned red and he stared at Shi Rong motionless, unable to speak.

Shi Rong blinked. Even though he could see that this man's clothes were extraordinary, he still turned his back and said, "Where did you come from, a little thief, and you dare to yell at me?"

"I, I am the second prince of the Bossi Empire, Odeniya." He stared at Shi Rong without blinking, "Are you, are you a guest invited by the temple?"

At this moment, Odenia completely changed his tone, but he didn't take it seriously. After all, how could a person with such an appearance and demeanor be a thief?

To be honest, the imperial prince's appearance was quite handsome, and he didn't look too smart. He was exactly the type that Shi Rong was interested in.

If it had been in the past, when Shi Rong had become more interested, she might have had a few words with him. But now, Shi Rong has lost interest in teasing others.

After all, he was severely bullied by Saint Lorne last night. Even though he had already used treatment, the feeling of backache and leg pain was still deeply engraved in his memory.

Therefore, Shi Rong just glanced at him lightly, nodded, and said nothing.

While Rong was silent, Odenia was very enthusiastic. He looked at Shi Rong with eyes full of passion, and spoke to Shi Rong diligently: "Do you like this velvet snowflake very much?"

Shi Rong shook the flower in his hand carelessly, and a petal fell to the ground, stained with mud: "No, I just picked it for fun."

Odeniya was stunned.

His intuition told him that this person's identity must be very extraordinary, otherwise he would not be so bold and treat such a precious magic flower with such contempt.

Thinking of this, his eyes became even more fiery: "There are also many magical flowers in the back garden of our palace. You would like to take a look..."

"Rong Rong." A very soft voice suppressed Odenia's excited words.

Shi Rong's heart was shocked, and he turned around and saw Saint Lorne standing not far away, looking at him quietly, with no emotion or anger in his voice: "We should go back."