Do you think I care about you? [Western Fantasy]

The holy land is still pitch black, but the thick fog visible to the naked eye has thinned a bit, and it is no longer as invisible as before.

The sound of the mist flowing was clearly audible, as well as the low sobbing sound of someone. The sound contained ignorance and pain, which appeared in one moment but stopped abruptly in the next moment, and there was no trace of it.

If someone walks into the Holy Land at this time, if he has seen the appearance of the Holy Son of the Illumination Church, he will see an extremely absurd and terrifying scene—their high and holy Son, His Highness, already has a dark color on his body .

***

Cecil lowered his head and tapped his chin on Murphy's shoulder.

The person in his arms was as cold as an ice sculpture, with no warmth at all. Although his body was still soft and could be manipulated by him, even the breath he exhaled carried a deep chill.

Under the erosion of extreme cold and pain, Murphy could no longer see the slightest expression in his eyes.

On the contrary, Cecil's body felt warm.

The wound on his arm has healed, his pale complexion has become normal, his exposed arm is knotted and strong, and he is gradually recovering his strength.

The two naked people embraced each other, and Cecil almost completely covered Murphy's body. The place where they touched was still somewhat warm, so no matter how painful Murphy was, he was greedy for this warmth. No matter how hard he struggled, he would never leave Cecil's arms.

The warmth that could not be let go was exchanged for longer pain, but Murphy, who was acting on instinct, didn't know.

Some blue-black spots appeared on his body, which were caused by the accumulation of icy cold, and the dark elements were constantly eroding his body, and they would appear in places that Cecil couldn't fully take care of, and they couldn't be avoided at all.

There is no rule for their appearance, arms, fingertips, leg bends, or lower abdomen, as long as they are not parts of their bodies, they are all possible.

Everything at that location began to freeze. If it weren't for the continuous willpower from Murphy, it would have been frozen into ice and shattered with just a touch.

Even so, pain is unavoidable.

These black spots are the source of Murphy's pain and fear, but he is bound here, and he cannot escape this pain no matter what.

Cecil's broad palm slid down to cover his lower abdomen, the icy blue-black patch was completely covered by him, and the master's power gradually disappeared under the control of the palm.

Murphy let out a sigh of relief, his body softened again, and he called Cecil's name in a barely audible voice.

"Master Cecil..."

It was so light that if Cecil wasn't by his side, he wouldn't have heard any sound at all.

He was already extremely tired and sleepy, but the physical and mental torture forced him to still maintain a semblance of consciousness, fully experiencing the pain, he was even hoarse, and he couldn't cry, only in those When the pain piled up until he couldn't bear it anymore, he suddenly forced a little cry from his throat.

But even so, he still believed in Cecil and his God of Light.

Stronger wishes than before poured out from his body in an endless stream, as if the only hope in a desperate situation made his faith stronger.

"I'm here." Cecil responded in a low voice.

Murphy's performance exceeded his imagination. He thought that it would not be long before he would lose his instinct of thinking because of the pain and forget his only belief. At that time, he had to stop in order to save Murphy's life.

But until now, the moment he expected has never come.

His little holy son still persisted and firmly believed in his words.

This dissipated the annoyance in Cecil's heart. His little son was indeed unintentional. He made a mistake and was timid and unwilling to admit it, but he showed his position with actions.

Cecil exhaled and looked towards the gate of the inner hall of the Holy Land.

He didn't know how long it had been, because he didn't feel any tenderness in his heart at the moment when the idea of ​​using Murphy as a medium, but after that, he hesitated a little more, so that he ignored it. many things.

Maybe in the next moment, those old monsters from the Church of Light will rush in with people. Cecil must be vigilant. Before that time comes, he must recover the ability to escape from the Church of Light.

As long as he can leave, everything still has a chance.

Cecil closed his eyes and didn't look at Murphy's distressed look any more. He leaned on Murphy's shoulder, and his hot breath fell on his cold skin, causing a shiver.

Cecil said silently: "Murphy, hold on a little longer, trust me, I will take you out."

If those people saw Murphy's current appearance, even if it was the Son of God, even if he might have forced him, they probably wouldn't be able to tolerate Murphy.

A polluted Holy Son can no longer be the Pope. The Church of Light will select a new Holy Son as quickly as possible, and then imprison Murphy until he dies or execute him in secret.

Therefore, if Cecil wanted to leave, he had to take Murphy away to save his life.

In the huge holy place, the pain still exists.

***

Eunice was rarely this cold.

At least in the impression of many people in the church, the nun who had been with Son Murphy didn't talk much on weekdays, but she was also a gentle and kind person, and she would never be rejected if she was approached for anything.

Just like His Royal Highness, she treats everyone with a tolerant heart.

However, today's Sister Eunice is not as gentle as before, she doesn't even have a smile on her face, and no one dares to approach her for a while.

Only His Highness the Holy Son can affect Sister Eunice's emotions, but many people have seen His Highness the Holy Son not long ago, and it seems that there is no problem, and if something happens to His Highness, Eunice will definitely not Half a step away, I am afraid that something has angered Sister Eunice.

I don't know who is so brave enough to provoke Sister Eunice into anger.

The first place she went was the corridor where Murphy and Princess Yilan talked.

His Royal Highness Shengzi didn't talk to him much, but His Royal Highness's troubles started after that, and Eunice knew that she had to start looking for clues from Princess Yilan.

It was just beyond her expectation that she saw Jiujiu and Joshua in that corridor.

Jiujiu wrinkled his nose and looked around. He smelled the strong scent of his master and Princess Yilan, so he unilaterally concluded that Princess Yilan bullied Murphy.

Joshua, who couldn't help with his sense of smell, listened to its angry cry: "..."

Although he didn't like the princess who was close to his brother, if the other party wanted to bully his brother in the church, it was impossible. He had to admit that it was too late for the princess to like his brother, so how could she bully him?

Joshua's speculation was overruled by one vote.

At this time, they met Eunice who had come.

The same question was put in front of Eunice, but she couldn't explain why.

She regretted it so much, why did she avoid it at that time, otherwise she would know what happened. She only knew that all this had something to do with Princess Yilan, but she didn't know anything about it later.

Especially at this time, the Brilliant Empire convoy had already left. Before there was no order from the bishop and above, Eunice could not have risked the possibility of fighting against the Brilliant Empire to intercept their convoy, just to find out the truth of this matter.

The night climbed into the sky, and the bright white moon had already risen in the sky. Joshua stared outside and suddenly remembered a name.

"Galen."

Eunice: "What?"

"Galen," Joshua said seriously, looking into her eyes, "is the swordsman who sent me to the church."

When Joshua first mentioned it, Eunice didn't even realize who it was.

It wasn't until Joshua finished saying that it was the man who sent him here that she realized who Joshua was talking about.

The swordsman who didn't believe in the God of Light but pretended to be a believer of the God of Light came here. During this time, Eunice sent someone to investigate him, and checked about him, but she hasn't paid much attention to it in recent days. , plus His Royal Highness Shengzi had a problem, she would not pay attention to other things.

"Galen?" Eunice looked at Joshua, not understanding why he suddenly mentioned this man.

Joshua lowered his head and pondered for a while, then said seriously: "I have this feeling, it must have something to do with that person."

It was inexplicable for him to feel this way, but Joshua recalled more than once when he was locked in the cage, he remembered the man's voice, and inexplicably remembered him in his heart, and then all this happened at this time Come out and let him target this man for no reason.

Eunice: "How can there be any connection between him and His Royal Highness Son..."

It's just that before she finished her words, she suddenly remembered what happened before.

The person Princess Yilan likes is Galen.

He and Murphy had mentioned what happened to Galen in Saihe City before, and it turned out that he had indeed concealed a lot from Princess Yilan, and after learning the news, Princess Yilan directly missed the class of His Highness the Son, When she reappeared, she came to bid farewell to His Royal Highness the Son.

This seemed to have something to do with that young man named Galen, and Eunice couldn't help but glanced at Joshua in surprise.

She immediately sent someone to check on Galen, and it didn't take long before Eunice and the others who had been waiting got the answer.

The personnel of the Glory Empire left long ago, but they didn't bring Galen with them when they left. Galen, who was the closest to Princess Yilan on the way here, was abandoned in Saihe City.

It's unclear how he annoyed Princess Yilan, but he was kicked out in a discomfiting but not life-threatening manner.

Eunice knew that if she wanted to find out why His Royal Highness the Son was so sad, she needed to find the answer from this man named Galen.

***

Time continued to pass, Cecil had been waiting, and his eyes would pass by the gate of the inner sanctum of the Holy Land from time to time.

He was sure that at least the first day had passed since Murphy entered the Holy Land. No matter what decision the members of the Church of Light made in the end, knowing that he had awakened, they should rush into the Holy Land to make a final decision.

But what he was waiting for never came.

There was no movement from the closed door, no one approached, and there were only him and Murphy in the Holy Land.

At first, Cecil might think that the church was going to use time to paralyze him and lower his vigilance, but as time passed, he looked at Murphy's pale face, and suddenly had a strange guess. — Could it be that there was some misunderstanding between him and Murphy at the beginning.

For example, Murphy did not disclose the things in the Holy Land from the very beginning.

The more he thought about it, the more Cecil felt that this situation was very likely. In retrospect, his little son did not say that their affairs had been known to the outside world, he just kept talking about their death , but no matter how much Cecil asked, he refused to say why.

It is precisely because of this that Cecil, who can only think of this possibility, directly regards this possibility as a reality, and there is everything now.

Using Murphy as a medium to take back all the power that originally belonged to him will indeed bring great pain to Murphy and cause some damage to his body, but facing the inevitable situation of death, this is Sisi It was the only way Bill and Murphy could get out, and he had to.

But if he really misunderstood...

Cecil guided the vortex in Murphy's body to pause, allowing him to withdraw from the entire transformation process.

Without his guidance in the cold outside, he would no longer actively approach Murphy, but just wandered around casually, but Murphy's condition did not improve much.

Countless cold air still accumulated in his body, which made him unconscious.

Cecil reached out to touch his cheek: "Murphy? Murphy?"

The drowsy Murphy only felt warmth approaching him. He tilted his head and leaned against Cecil's palm, half of his small face was pressed against him, and he squinted his eyes comfortably.

Cecil patted his face lightly, trying to wake him up, and whispered his name again.

After a long time, Murphy moved towards Cecil, opened his mouth in a daze, called "Lord Cecil", and then remained silent.

"Murphy, tell me, why did we die?" Cecil asked urgently. He tried his best to help Murphy get rid of the cold air on his body. He wanted to get the answer, because he vaguely knew that maybe he did it himself wrong.

After a long time, Murphy, whose complexion recovered a little, seemed to regain some consciousness and reacted to his words.

"Dark God..."

Cecil choked for breath, and he listened to Murphy's intermittent opening.

"The Church of Light...killed you, and the God of Darkness killed me..." He said so, then tilted his head and fell on Cecil's shoulder, crying a little aggrieved.

Cecil's heart pounded.

He didn't know why Murphy mentioned the "Dark God". For a moment, he thought that Murphy had discovered his identity, but he didn't. He just lay in his arms and said what he was afraid of.

No matter how much Cecil asked, that was all the information he could get from Murphy, and there was no other information.

With intermittent and repeated answers, Cecil quickly understood that he and Murphy did not have the same mind. They were worried about completely different things, which resulted in completely different consequences.

Without the erosion of the cold, with the help of Cecil, the blue and black spots on Murphy's body became more and more dim. After they disappeared, Murphy's body returned to normal, soft and warm, small One curled up in Cecil's arms.

He was in so much pain and so cold that he was instinctively afraid to leave Cecil's arms, as if the outside world was a completely terrifying place that would only bring him pain.

Murphy, who fell into a deep sleep in silence, curled up, leaning tightly on Cecil's body.

Cecil hugged him silently, looking at his arm around Murphy's chest. There was no wound, no pale complexion, and the power that made him feel comfortable filled his body. In less than ten days, the darkness God regained control over his own body.

It's just that this kind of recovery is based on Murphy's pain, which was caused by Cecil. He didn't need to be so urgent. He still had enough time in his plan, but he accelerated the process with the help of Murphy. Even though his original intentions could be regarded as good at the moment when the thought arose, it is undeniable that after that he took this pain as punishment for the bad boy.

Cecil covered his eyes in annoyance.

What has he done?

Murphy fell asleep leaning against his neck, and his shallow breath hit his neck again and again. After getting rid of the pain, his expression finally showed a bit of relief.

Cecil was silent for a long time, reaching out to touch Murphy's eyes.

The platinum ribbon seemed to still be a bit chilly, but Cecil's fingertips quickly dissipated the chill and became warm.

Under the influence of Murphy's willingness, all the harms of this transformation will be reduced to the minimum, and the damage to Murphy will be almost nothing, but it is only close to it. If you want to benefit, you have to pay a price.

And now, this price will appear on Murphy.

Cecil hugged Murphy tightly, rubbing his cool cheeks, and it took him a long time to finally move.

He took off the platinum ribbon covering Murphy's eyes, and the precious magic device was easily undone by it, revealing everything covered under it.

The soft golden eyelashes were slightly curled up, and they were hidden in one place obediently when they were closed. When Cecil touched them, they brushed against his palm, and the extremely subtle touch touched Cecil's already softened eyes. Heart.

The corners of Murphy's eyes were red. It was the red color that had been blurred from pain and grievances before, and it was even weaker there. This was the first time Cecil observed his eyes so clearly.

As we all know, His Royal Highness Murphy, the holy son of the Church of Light this year, has extremely glorious long golden hair and golden eyes. Those golden eyes must have the divine light like a god and the compassion that pours out all living beings, and the suffering and disasters of the world Can see clearly.

When he is an adult, everything will be revealed to the world, and he will go forward as the new pope.

But, that was once.

Cecil knew that this could only be a dream.

The dream that his little Son had been praying for, longing for, and then out of reach.

Cecil kissed his eyes, and Murphy woke up slightly from the scalding heat. He raised his head slightly, not knowing what he felt.

Cecil said softly, "Murphy, look at me."

Under the hazy call, Murphy looked for the voice and slightly opened his eyes.

There was no light in the darkness, only his own gleam like a firefly. Murphy didn't notice anything wrong, only Cecil kissed his eyes in silence, and put the platinum ribbon back on for him in silence. .

Those were golden eyes, purer and more harmless than anyone Cecil had ever seen, and they should see the most beautiful things in this world.

But Cecil knew he had destroyed it.

In the pure golden color, there are dark lines, like evil flowers blooming in the bright light, completely obliterating that divinity.

Acting as a medium for the transformation of dark energy, the overly rich dark energy traveled through his body, accumulated in every part of his body, and dyed his body black.

The remnants on the body can be easily erased, Cecil knows that he has this ability, and he has indeed done it, but the eyes cannot.

The eyes are divine places that reflect everything he sees.

The holy sons of the Church of Light maintain the purity of the body and the purity of the mind. They protect their eyes even more deeply. They have never seen any dirty dark eyes. shadow.

The platinum ribbon on Murphy's body was there to protect Murphy. Even if he was cultivating in the Holy Land, he would still maintain the purity of gold in the face of so many dark forces.

However, when the cold air that almost occupied half of the Holy Land entered his body in a short period of time and filled his body, even the Dark God couldn't get rid of it 100%, let alone just a magician. device.

Eyes that have seen black, can never fade the black he has seen.

There was a tear in the corner of Murphy's eye at some point, and it fell under Cecil's gaze. Perhaps in his sleep, he also realized that he would no longer be the completely holy Son.

Cecil closed his eyes and hugged Murphy tightly.

He had known for a long time that there would be this consequence, but this consequence only appeared because of groundless suspicion, which made Cecil unable to forgive himself.

If Murphy's eyes are found to be problematic, he will be deprived of his status as the Son of God. The Church of Light's vigorous methods will never investigate the cause. That person is the Son of Murphy they are holding up to heaven now.

Cecil was silent for a long time, and said softly: "Murphy, the Dark God will never hurt you, he swears with his life."

In the dark holy place, apart from the little Son in his arms, Cecil cared about nothing. He picked up his robe and wrapped Murphy tightly in his arms.

On the top of the head and chest, the power belonging to the God of Light and the Lion of Glory was beating as Murphy approached, and was suppressed by his growing strength. Cecil closed his eyes and accompanied Murphy into the darkness.