It's really hard to be a scumbag [Quick Transmigration]

After a night's rest, Jiang Jiang got up in the morning and put on his white robe, brushed his long silver hair behind his back, and then went to the main hall.

On the way back last night, he received a message from the Cardinal.

This morning was the day he bestowed gifts on Macmillan in the hall.

Jiang Jiang, who hadn't figured out this world quest yesterday, originally planned to get close to the protagonist Shou to see if he could stimulate his own quest, but then he achieved this goal because of a mistake.

But since they have already agreed with the cardinal, and the other party has also notified McMillan, and it has no effect on the task, Jiang Jiang is going to follow the procedure.

The main hall was not far away, and Jiang Jiang arrived there not long after.

The believers outside the temple greeted him when they saw him. Jiang Jiang, who had received a lot of blessings, maintained a smile like a holy son, and his expression became stiff after laughing.

He quickened his pace slightly, and finally left the enthusiastic believers outside the hall, and stepped into the hall by himself.

There were also quite a few people in the hall, with people from the Holy See and the Empire standing on both sides.

The man in the middle is wearing armor, his back is straight, his head is slightly lowered, and his hand is holding the sword at his waist.

Jiang Jiang walked past him, glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, and saw that he kept his eyes fixed on him, maintaining a humble posture, like a reef that is silent even facing the waves.

Jiang Jiang walked up to the top, facing the cardinal greeting the middle-aged king, he nodded slightly, and said the same: "May the light protect you."

Similarly, after he finished speaking, a little bit of holy light fell from the heads of the two, and finally merged into the bodies of the two.

The cardinal had already met once, and the king and the others were shocked, except for the still grateful expression.

"You are the representative of the God of Light, may you spread the glory of the gods to the mainland of Kreli." The king praised: "Macmillan can get the gift from you, I think this must be his life experience. Come on, the highest level of glory!"

Jiang Jiang was amazed at the rainbow fart the king blew, but he didn't dare to answer that, otherwise what would he do if he would get the protagonist's hatred? He still wanted to live to the finale and be sent to the dragon by the protagonist.

Jiang Jiang quickly replied: "As a brave and fearless knight, McMillan's highest honor must be to become the guardian of the mainland. Only then will the gods bestow upon him the supreme honor."

He pulled out the gods and took Macmillan up a notch.

Neither the king nor the bishop noticed something was wrong, and they followed Jiang Jiang's words and started blowing rainbow farts.

Only Macmillan, who had been quiet below, suddenly clenched the hilt of his sword with his fingers.

In this blissful atmosphere, Jiang Jiang's expression gradually became a little restless.

He underestimated the people in front of him. He thought that he would be done with just a few words of boasting about the God of Light, but he never thought that the other party would actually keep blowing more and more vigorously, and couldn't stop at all.

Jiang Jiang was a little numb.

His vocabulary is not enough!

Seeing that the bishop began to breathe back when he finished blowing in one breath, Jiang Jiang hurriedly said before he spoke again: "The kindness of the God of Light cares for all believers, just like Macmillan. As the agent of the gods who gave him gifts, I wish Turn ordinary water into holy water with holy light."

When the bishop and the king heard this, they immediately said good words and didn't want to throw money at them.

Thinking about finishing work and going back sooner, Jiang Jiang kept smiling, pulled his sleeves and stretched out his hand to the water in the bowl.

Stimulating the power of light in his body, Jiang Jiang's fingertips gradually condensed into a drop of water gathered by the holy light.

Drops of water fell into the bowl, and the pure water instantly rolled up as if boiling.

Jiang Jiang glanced at it twice, then tentatively touched it with his fingertips.

After confirming that the water was just rolling and not boiling, he continued to reach in with confidence.

After dipping his fingers in holy water, Jiang Jiang stepped down slowly and walked in front of McMillan.

He didn't feel anything when he was up there, but now he came down and stood in front of McMillan, and Jiang Jiang realized that he still had to look up at the protagonist.

Oh day.

How did the original scumbag overwhelm Macmillan?

Not to mention the height issue, the other party's handsome face, golden ratio figure, and the big sword at the waist, no matter which one is more fierce than Jiang Jiang who looked up at him.

When Jiang Jiang thought that he was going to forcibly give the Holy Light to McMillan according to the plot, he felt that he was trying to test himself on the verge of death.

Now is obviously not the time to make him depressed, so Jiang Jiang quickly suppressed his worries, and said with a warm smile on his face: "McMillan, as the representative of the God of Light in the world and the holy son of the Holy See, I bestow upon you divine glory. May your heart turn to the gods and fight for the light from now on."

After he finished speaking, he stretched out his finger and pointed at the forehead of the other party.

McMillan looked calm. His pupils were pure black, which was rarely seen in the mainland of Creary. Jiang Jiang's face was clearly reflected in his obsidian-like eyes, which made Jiang Jiang feel a little uncomfortable.

After pointing his finger for two seconds, he naturally planned to withdraw it.

However, half of his fingers were closed, and McMillan, who was sleeping like a beast, suddenly shot.

He grabbed Jiang Jiang's wrist, lowered his head in Jiang Jiang's bewilderment, and finally sucked Jiang Jiang's fingers into his mouth.

The feeling of being licked by someone was clear and vivid, Jiang Jiang's scalp was blown, and he was about to withdraw his hand immediately.

However, McMillan held him firmly until he tasted Jiang Jiang's fingers inch by inch, before he raised his head and narrowed his eyes as if he was full: "Thank you for your generosity."

He seemed to have eaten some delicious food, and his magnetic and deep voice was full of satisfaction, and Jiang Jiang's cheeks suddenly burned when he heard it.

But the bishop still said in an exclamation tone: "This is Macmillan's devotion to the Holy Light."

The king who reacted followed closely: "The benevolent god will take care of his loyal followers."

The corner of Jiang Jiang's mouth twitched, and the heat on his face dissipated in a funny smile.

He glanced at Macmillan, who was almost misunderstood by him, and then withdrew his hand.

This was returned, and McMillan did not stop it.

It seems that what the bishop and the king said is correct, Macmillan just lost his composure because of his belief in the gods.

Jiang Jiang heaved a sigh of relief. He didn't look at Macmillan anymore, but turned to look at the bishop and the king: "Macmillan's gift has been given, so I won't stay any longer and go to the palace to serve the gods."

The bishop and the king said in unison: "May the light protect you."

Jiang Jiang nodded slightly, and left with the blessings of both sides.

Until he walked out of the hall, he could feel the gaze of the protagonist behind him.

Jiang Jiang really wanted to turn around and shout "what are you looking at", but he gave up this idea because he was concerned about his son's burden.

He walked all the way back to the hall, listened to the prayers of the believers, and finally was forced to obtain the holy light all over his body before returning to his room in the evening.

After washing up and going to bed, Jiang Jiang covered himself with a quilt, thinking that tomorrow the dragon would kidnap the princess, and he would be able to start the plot smoothly, and closed his eyes contentedly.

After all, the sooner he finishes the plot, the sooner he can go home.

Although there are still some small twists and turns in the plot, Jiang Jiang with his eyes closed feels that he can overcome it... maybe.

He gradually fell asleep in his cranky thoughts.

When the first day of coming to this world passed, time entered the moment of the second day.

Jiang Jiang's window opened silently, and a huge eye appeared at the window.

The eyes rolled casually, intending to see if there were any golden treasures in this room.

However, when he swept onto the bed, his eyes froze suddenly.

There were no gold coins or precious stones on the bed, only a sleeping boy with flushed cheeks.

The boy's long silver hair was like flowing spring water, and his delicate eyebrows and eyes were quiet and beautiful. In this dark room, his presence undoubtedly illuminated the whole room.

Although it is not jewelry, it is better than jewelry.

He greedily stared at the boy, and finally began to slowly transform into shape.

The huge body shrunk little by little, and finally condensed into a human shape.

His human form has a head of flaming red hair, just like the color of his body.

After the human figure solidified, he flipped in through the window lightly, and walked in front of the boy silently.

Having never experienced the human world, he still doesn't know how to hide his emotions, and his bright eyes are full of deep obsession.

In a daze, Jiang Jiang felt as if something was moving on his body.

The other party's touch was curious at first, and then when the other party's hands came in, it changed without any teacher.

At the same time, Jiang Jiang, who fell into a deep sleep, suddenly woke up.

He opened his eyes, and saw a young man lying in front of him. The young man's eyes were bright, and he didn't panic at all when he woke up. He even smiled brightly and said, "Are you a princess?"

???

Jiang Jiang was dumbfounded for two seconds before he realized it. He immediately pushed the man away and said loudly, "Who are you?"

He knew that there was a maid serving at his door, so the intention of opening his mouth was not to really ask, but to let the maid outside the door notice what was going on inside.

His thoughts and actions were all correct, and the maid outside the door called out immediately: "Your Highness, do you have any orders?"

Jiang Jiang got up from the bed, ignored the confusion of the man in front of him, and opened his mouth, "Call the cardinal—"

He didn't speak, because his eyes suddenly went dark.

In the darkness, familiar words emerged.

【mission failed】

Jiang Jiang was stunned.

The darkness dissipated quickly, and when Jiang Jiang regained consciousness, he felt that someone was searching for him.

Jiang Jiang gritted his teeth. He didn't disturb the outside this time, but suddenly grabbed the moving hand on his body and whispered, "Who are you?"

The boy who found him waking up was very pleasantly surprised, and said to himself, "You're awake, are you the princess of this country?"

Jiang Jiang was asked again, and couldn't help but say with a black face: "No."

After he finished speaking, he suddenly thought of something in surprise, and he couldn't help saying: "You, are you an evil dragon?!"

Looking for the unknown princess in the middle of the night, Jiang Jiang immediately thought of the big villain, the dragon.

The response of the person in front of him confirmed his guess: "I am a dragon, not vicious."

Jiang Jiang didn't have time to refute this trivial matter with him, so he immediately sat up and said, "You've found the wrong place, this is the Holy See. I'm the Holy Son and not the princess, the princess is in the empire."

He was worried that the stupid dragon didn't know the empire, so he showed him the route.

However, before he finished speaking, the evil dragon held his hand, which was gesturing blindly.

The boy's eyes were bright, and he looked at Jiang Jiang without blinking and said, "I didn't make a mistake."

"If you are a princess, then I am looking for the princess." The boy's eyes were as hot as his hair color: "If you are the Holy Son, then I am looking for the Holy Son."