One Hundred Ways to Become a God

"I'm sorry," the head of the Holy Knights didn't seem to hear the Holy Son's unreasonable troubles. He paused his hands and said in a low voice: "Please forgive me."

He lowered his eyes, avoiding the black pupils of the Son of God who were full of willful accusations, his handsome face was tightened, showing a bit of restrained anger, and he continued to do these things in silence with his hands. Work done by servants.

The room was extremely quiet for a while, except for the crackling sound of the candle burning, there was only the slight breathing sound of the two of them.

Fortunately, in the following process, Cecil did not make trouble anymore, but quietly cooperated with his movements, and finally successfully put on the cumbersome bishop's uniform.

After the old bishop watched the head of the Holy Knights enter the room of the Holy Son of Light, he waited outside the door for a long time but no one came out, and he couldn't wait any longer.

Thinking of the high-level monster that was said to be approaching the edge of the Anger Mountains, he felt a little anxious, and wanted to knock on the door to urge him, but he was worried that he would disturb the two adults in the house to discuss matters.

Just when he was about to knock on the door, the door was pushed open from the inside.

The one who came out of the door first was Guangming Shengzi. His Highness still looked deserted, wearing a holy platinum bishop's uniform, which was both convincing and dignified that no one dared to approach him casually.

But the face of the leader of the Holy Knights who was walking behind him was a little gloomy. He was far away and couldn't hear what the two of them were talking in the room. Judging from Chang's expression now, the conversation should not have gone smoothly.

Although the Holy See of Simi is far away from the center of rights and rights, he also knows that the relationship between the Holy See of Light and the Holy Knights is not completely harmonious.

However, he spoke lightly, and it was not his turn to intervene in these matters, so his eyes stayed on the head of the Holy Knights for a while, and then immediately moved away.

Ambrose passed him, kicked his long legs, and stepped on the back of the monster neatly, and told him with a flat expression: "Please watch over here."

Although the main source of danger comes from the monster in the Anger Mountains, just in case, the Simi Holy See cannot be left unattended, and the best candidate to stay at the Holy See is undoubtedly the very familiar man of the Holy See. old bishop.

He was riding on a high horseback with his back straight and looking down. The light came from the side and shone on his side face, so his charming and profound facial features were shining brightly in the light. Half were obscured in the dark.

At this moment, the old bishop suddenly felt that this adult wearing a platinum knight uniform was more like another creature living in the dark than the glorious paladin...

But soon, he recovered from this ridiculous delusion, and solemnly replied in an old voice: "Of order, Lord Ambrose."

A person who can sit in such a high position must not be a pure and kind person.Power is the game of the superiors, those on the edge, all they should do is to do their duty well.

Led by the Holy Son of Light and the head of the Paladins, three cardinals, a cavalry chief, and a whole column of paladins headed towards the Anger Mountains in an orderly manner.

In order to avoid causing panic among the people in the small town, the bishop and the paladins left the city along the edge of the town.

However, there are still a few people who were awakened by the movement of them leaving the city, and they came to the Holy See to ask about the situation worriedly, and returned home after being appeased by the old bishop.

During the march, the team was very quiet, and the head of the Paladins didn't ask the team to stop until they were close to the entrance of the Anger Mountains.

He raised his wrist, gently pulled the rein in his hand, and controlled the mount under him to get closer to the Son of God.

Then he looked directly at the delicate face of the Holy Son of Light, which still looked radiant and holy under the dim light, and discussed with him: "Your Highness Cecil, we are very close to that monster, and now we are waiting here Does it come out, or take the initiative to enter the mountains and kill it?"

After running all the way, under the blowing of the cold night wind, the evil fire in his heart that was stirred up by the Son of Light of Cecil has completely dissipated, and his expression has returned to his usual calm. From the surface, there is nothing wrong with it. place.

However, when He Yan was stared straight at by those deep blue eyes, he still intuitively sensed that this person's mood might not be as calm as it appeared on the surface.

——Did he flirt too much just now?

He thought for a while, and quickly made a choice, "Let's wait here, the Anger Mountains in the middle of the night are not friendly to humans."

Although the terrain outside the Anger Mountains is still flat, it is clear that after entering the mountains, the Warcraft side will have a greater advantage. Reasonably, they should all choose to wait here.

"Of course," Ambrose replied in a low voice, "I think so too."

But it is a pity that the Goddess of Light failed to bless them this time. They waited for half an hour at the exit of the Anger Mountains, only to find that the monster stopped at a place outside the mountains after moving fast, no longer moved.

So in the end, the head of the Paladins announced with regret: "It seems that we have to take the initiative."

No one disputed the decision.

After all, it is impossible for them to go back home just because the monster refused to go out of the Anger Mountains, and leave this huge hidden danger that may explode at any time near the people's residence.

The terrain in the mountains is obviously not suitable for riding, so a group of people left their mounts on the outskirts of the mountains one after another, and asked the cardinal to set up a restriction that could keep them in place, then lined up and walked into the night The Anger Mountains appear silent and gloomy.

As the most powerful person in this group, Ambrose did not walk at the forefront of the team to face danger - he arranged for the iron cavalry commander who was second only to him in strength to undertake this task, and he was accompanying Beside the bright body surrounded by the crowd, he dutifully guarded the safety of the noble Son.

Everyone was silent on the way forward, and He Yan's eyes fell on the spar in the hands of the head of the Holy Knights several times.

They did not use torches as a dangerous and unstable lighting tool. Instead, they used low-level light spells to provide light for the team, just like the practice of the Central Holy See.

It was a piece of beautiful spar cut into irregular shapes, and its whole body was light and transparent purple. Under the illumination of the Light Art, it reflected a piece of delicate and gentle brilliance like a deep pool of water.

If you look closely, you can also see a dark purple dot in it.

This should be the magic stone used to indicate the direction of the monster. There is also a re-enacted version in the hand of the cavalry leader walking in front. The light purple in it is not the color of the crystal itself, but from the magic stone itself. The extracted magic energy, after being refracted on the surface of the spar, turned into such a dreamlike appearance.

In fact, at the beginning, the relationship between humans and monsters was not so tense. Many monsters have been with humans all year round, just like the mounts they ride today, they are all from the Holy See and the Holy Knights themselves. Domesticated monsters.

However, in recent decades, for unknown reasons, some monsters have been polluted by an unknown force (now temporarily called magic energy), and their personalities have become brutal, and they even began to attack humans. Warcraft will be hostile.

Except for the royal family of Teresa, the Holy See of Light and the Holy Knights who have sufficient strength, private individuals rarely tame monsters

Seeing that he seemed to be interested in this spar, Ambrose suddenly asked, "Want to see it?"

He Yan hesitated for a moment, but nodded to him cooperatively.

To be honest, he was a little confused about the current Ambrose. Although the man looked calm on the surface, his intuition told him that this man definitely had other ideas in his heart.

But Ambrose just chuckled at him inexplicably, and didn't hand him the spar.

After that, he continued to walk beside He Yan silently, as if he had forgotten this little episode.

Shortly after the brief conversation between them ended, the team stopped, and the steady voice of the cavalry commander came from the front, "Master, Your Excellency, we have arrived."

As his voice fell, He Yan soon saw the monster. It was a high-level monster that was nearly four meters tall when it was completely upright. He and his body looked particularly ferocious and terrifying, with huge fangs protruding from the bloody mouth, showing a severe chill under the illumination of the light spell.

However, as Ambrose said, this beast had been injured in the previous confrontation, and its strength was greatly reduced, so although it looked terrifying, until it was killed, only two paladins suffered some minor injuries. After the injury was treated by the cardinal with the light technique, he recovered as before.

He Yan was a little lost in thought as he looked at the monster that was covered in blood and had completely lost its breath and fell to the ground.

This beast that looks like a lion reminded him of a race in Deland - the orcs.

The orc race is a race that can appear in the form of orcs and humans. It generally has powerful power. Occasionally, some people confuse them with monsters.

However, the biggest difference between orcs and monsters is that the orcs have the ability to switch between human form and beast nature from birth, while monsters, no matter how smart and sensible they are, will always be beasts in essence.

But everyone generally doesn't like the orcs.

Although they have the form of humans, they still have the obvious style of beasts in their actions. They are rude, and it is basically impossible to find the characteristics of elegance in them. And like beasts, when the estrus comes, They are also easily dominated by desire.

This kind of vulgar way of life makes the orc tribe rank one of the bottom three every year in terms of reputation on the continent of Deland, and is especially disgusted by the elves.

The incumbent patriarch of the orc tribe, who just took office, has the shape of a huge lion, which is very similar to the dead monster in front of him.

Thinking of the patriarch of the orc clan, he couldn't help but get a headache. In the original trajectory, Cecil's death was inseparable from the patriarch.

As he stared at the corpse of the monster in front of him and thought of Cecil's fate, Ambrose walked to him from a distance.

The evil spirit on his body has not dissipated, and there is still a trace of dark blood splashed on his chin from the battle with the monster. His expression is a little different from usual, but he can't tell exactly what is wrong.

The head of the Holy Knights wiped off the last trace of blood on the sword with a white handkerchief, then raised his hand and slowly inserted it back into the scabbard at his waist, his dark blue eyes, which looked especially deep in the night, narrowed slightly Looking at him carefully, he greeted him in a deep voice: "Your Highness, have you ever been injured?"

Under the illumination of the Light Art, the sharp sword reflected a cold radiance, adding a touch of coldness to this restless night.

"Everything is fine," He Yan reminded him kindly, "You have a little blood on your right chin."

Hearing this, Ambrose suddenly took off the white glove on his right hand, gently wiped off the blood with his thumb, then licked the blood off his fingers with his scarlet tongue, and finally pointed at him Smiling, "Is there any more now?"

It's just that no matter how you look at it, that smile can't be called kind, but has an evil spirit that can't be concealed.

He Yan: "..."

He finally understood what was wrong.

Ever since he'd flirted with a man on a whim tonight, Ambrose seemed purposely acting a little... evil.

Whether it was an episode that was similar to teasing him just now, or the dark side that is now revealed in front of him, this well-mannered head of the Holy Knights seems to have been greatly stimulated, so he does not intend to be in the He concealed his true nature in front of him.

However, what is his purpose in doing this?

Isn't he afraid of snitching on himself and the Pope?

After all, Cecil has always shown great loyalty to the Pope. Although he took the initiative to tease Ambrose not long ago, this does not conflict with his loyalty to the Pope.

How could Ambrose be such a big-hearted person?

……

During the journey back to the Holy See, He Yan kept thinking about Ambrose's sudden change tonight.

Of course, in the end he tried his best and failed to come up with a highly credible explanation. He could only attribute it to Ambrose's weird and bad personality.

And he probably really didn't care that he went to report to the Pope about this - they are both foxes, and after so many years of dealing with each other, who doesn't know who?

... Well, maybe he shouldn't be so serious about using the thinking of a normal person to speculate on the thinking mode of a neuropathy.

Along the way, Ambrose glanced at the silent Son of Light from the corner of his eye from time to time.

He felt happy about it at first, but after a while, he suddenly became bored again.

He deliberately showed a part of his nature, just to let this superficial little mouse understand that his affection for "Ambrose" was only because of that layer of false mask, when he recognized "Ambrose" ", you will find how ridiculous it would be to judge people by their appearance!

But seeing that Cecil really showed signs of alienation from himself as he guessed, he didn't feel relieved for a long time, and fell into irritability unexpectedly.

This half-hearted little mouse, not long ago, boldly seduced him like a little slut, now he was only slightly frightened by him, and then shrank back, his favor is too cheap up!

Ambrose: "..."

Ambrose's mentality collapsed.

When they returned to the Holy See of Simi from the Anger Mountains, the sky had been slightly brightened, and a gloomy blue mixed with light and dark appeared on the horizon.

After a night of exhaustion, although the battle was not intense, everyone would inevitably feel mentally exhausted if they didn't close their eyes overnight.

So they decided to spend a little time in the Holy See of Simi for a day, and then returned to Shifer the next day.

Because he didn't sleep all night last night, He Yan slept very early tonight. When the golden sun sank into the earth and the sky turned completely dark, he was already lying on the bed with his clothes on.

Not only him, everyone went to bed early tonight for the return trip tomorrow morning.

And on this last night, after three full nights of calm in the Simi Holy See, He Yan was finally attacked by the blood elves again.

Because this time he knew that the other party was his lover in this life, when the blood elf came to his bed, He Yan didn't even bother to resist, allowing the blood elf to slide ambiguously on his face with cold knuckles.

His partner behaved strangely today, and he was a little worried.

Combined with the other party's capricious and eccentric temper, he quite reasonably suspected that the blood elves might have some mental problems.

Maybe there's something like schizophrenia.

He should care more about this object.

The blood elf frowned slightly, pinched his tender cheeks with his palms, and forced him to meet his gaze.

That pair of black pupils looked very calm, just looking at him like that, without showing any intense emotion, he suddenly felt as if he saw a trace of inconspicuous gloom in those dark and pure pupils.

What's going on with this Holy Son of Light today? Even though he was resisting the last time we met, why is he acting indifferent and unlovely today?

Could it be that the nature of "Ambrose" today made him suffer too much?

That's right, Cecil was absent-minded throughout the entire return journey, and no matter how he looked at it, he looked in a bad mood.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a little regret for what he had done impulsively today.

As far as he knew, this holy son of light had dedicated all his loyalty to the goddess of light before, and his emotional life was blank. Although the "blessing of Eros" that represented adultery was planted in his body, he could feel Cecil is still a virgin to this day.

If there is no accident, "Ambrose" should... be the first person Cecil likes.

Although the other party was too bold in expressing this, it may be because he has no relevant experience, so he can only clumsily imitate the crude methods he has heard, and express his love to him.

Thinking of the way Cecil clumsily greeted him last night while holding his arm, his heart suddenly softened for some reason.

Maybe Cecil's favor came quickly and superficially, but in any case, that favor was pure and beautiful, and he shouldn't have used such rough methods to kill it when he just showed a little tip.

Thinking about it now, his sip of vinegar was a bit outrageous. Apart from the different color of his pupils, his original appearance was no different from that of "Ambrose", so Cecil's favorite, in the final analysis, was himself. .

It is the nature of all creatures to pursue beautiful things, and appearance is his natural advantage. He should make good use of this advantage instead of rejecting it for some unimportant reasons.

The blood elf understood the logic of this, and prepared to make up for the fatal mistake he made tomorrow.

Since Cecil once had a crush on "Ambrose", as long as he acts a little gentler, he should be able to win the little mouse's heart again, right?

It will take at least three days to return to Shifer from here, and he feels that he is very hopeful to make the little mouse change his mind again during these three days.

Although he has little experience in this unpredictable emotion, one of his strengths is that he is good at applying theory to practice.

Thinking of this, he stretched out his hand to help Guangming Shengzi, who seemed extremely listless today, from the bed, grabbed his jaw before he started to struggle, and poured a liquid held in a small silver triangular conical bottle into him. in the mouth.

——This is a small bottle of water taken from the holy pool of elves. The water of the holy pool has a strong purification effect. Although this small bottle cannot completely expel the "gift of Eros" from Cecil's body, it can also It can make the "Gift of Eros" go back in time, return to a state that has not yet been awakened, and separate it from Cecil, temporarily guaranteeing Cecil's safety.

He has been undercover in the Teresan Empire for 20 years for the elves, and he has provided an unknown amount of information for the elves, and he still has the right to ask the elves for this holy water.

After solving the matter on the side of the Central Holy See, he can take Cecil back to the elves, enter the holy pool, and completely remove the seed from his body.

Although he didn't need to think about how much trouble those fellow clansmen would make, he was almost sure that the elf queen would not refuse the request of his great hero—that was the only thing he needed to care about.

By that time, Cecil must have fallen in love with him deeply, and if he confessed to Cecil that he was an elf, even if it was because of his appearance, that superficial little mouse who could only look at faces would definitely fall in love with him. would easily succumb to him.

This is simply perfect development.

After He Yan was fed a bottle of unknown liquid, he formally opened his mouth and asked, "What did you feed me?"

As soon as the water flowed down his stomach, he felt a tingle on his left waist where the "Gift of Eros" was planted, but after just a few seconds, the feeling completely disappeared.

It can have an effect on the seed in his body, and then contact the identity of the blood elf. Could it be that what the object gave him to drink just now was the water in the holy pool of elves?

The blood elf, who was in a good mood, couldn't help but want to tease him viciously. He lowered his voice and joked in a gloomy voice: "It's a good thing, would you like to thank me? Dear Son, why don't you be here with me?" Leave the imprint of your lips on the ugly face."

This is quite neurotic, and it is really not like what a normal person can say.

He Yan hesitated for a moment, and in line with the principle of caring as much as possible for a person who may have a mental illness, he stretched his neck and kissed him lightly on the face.

Blood Elf: "..."

Could it be that he let go of Ambrose completely so quickly, and instead developed a good impression of the ugly assailant whom he hated the last time he met?

— How many hours has it been?

This one!

unfaithful!

little mouse!

The mentality of the blood elf also collapsed.

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