Praise of the Light to the Dark Knight

Kevin stared wide-eyed, Mavis could even see the veins on his irises and those slender eyelashes, he kissed the priest as gently as possible, and then he realized helplessly that the person being kissed was The whole body was stiff, like a possum playing dead.

Mevis stroked the priest's tight back back and forth with his hand, but it didn't have any effect. No matter how hard he tried with his tongue, the other party's teeth were still clenched, like a martyr going to die generously.

——But at least there was no curse attack, and Mevis comforted himself even more helplessly.

He gave up and continued to ravage the priest's lips. Although it was very soft, Mavis didn't really want to kiss an unresponsive fake corpse. After he let go of Kevin's mouth, the priest still stood there, staring, as if Who threw petrification at him.

"Is it so hard to accept?" Mevis couldn't help but self-examined.

His subordinates consciously dispersed as soon as they found out that they were together. Those holy white knights sang and danced by the bonfire not far away, exaggeratedly making super loud noises, which seemed a bit exaggerated. The key is self-discipline It's so high that no one eavesdrops and peeps. Fortunately, this is the case, otherwise they will find that there is a petrified spell on the mouth of their commander, kissing whoever is stiff.

Kevin was in this erratic state. After Meivis' hot lips left him, the night spring breeze blew through the remaining water stains, and he felt a little chilly. Thanks to the enchantment bracelet on his wrist, although that thing could not Prevent Kevin from casting spells, but it can prevent him from throwing spells at random. In the state of forbidden magic, the archmage also needs to be extra focused when casting spells. Kevin can do everything now, but it is not easy to focus.

He stared blankly at Mevis, and it took him a long time to realize what it meant just now. The black mage who was usually keen to pretend to be ruthless showed his true colors. scare away.

Wearing an anti-magic bracelet and unable to concentrate on casting spells, even a legendary archmage is probably useless, so of course Kevin couldn't get away from Mavis' strong and powerful arms, and he opened and closed his mouth for a long time without saying a word. He had never troubled him with a single meaningful syllable, but now, let alone chanting, he couldn't speak well.

"You...you you...you..." Kevin stammered and blinked wildly.

Mavis hugged him and whispered, "If we hadn't had any misunderstandings ten years ago, or if I wasn't so reckless and ignorant back then, I should have done these things ten years ago."

Unknowingly, they were close together. Not only did Mavis tighten his arms, but Kevin also approached Mavis unconsciously. He was shaking violently now, similar to when they first met ten years ago. Kevin, who was already a legendary black mage, still showed the innocent and wet eyes of the past, like a harmless and cute little animal.

"You... are you crazy..." Kevin leaned on his shoulders, shivering and squeezed out the words.

"Maybe...it was indeed cursed by the evil mage." Mevis concluded by himself.

They were so close now that Mavis lowered his head and kissed again uncontrollably. This time Kevin didn't look like a rigid pillar. He only struggled a little this time, and then quickly moved The eyes were closed, and Mavis' tongue was allowed to rampage in his soft mouth. The struggle between the necromancer and the necromancer finally declared victory for the latter, and Mavis used another way to "hunt" his Necromancer.

Compared with any secular family, the temple of God is really tolerant of love. Of course, secular marriage is forbidden, because marriage is a contract, and high-level priests are not allowed to enter into contracts with secular power. There are some vulgar things to consider, especially nobles who can let two people who don’t know each other marry for profit, but both parties in love are high-level clergymen, as honest as holy white knights, and even directly help send Kevin’s salute to their own commanders Going into the house, I was still very dazed when I was questioned. Don't they need to sleep together when they are together?Isn't this the correct procedure?

Procedural justice, when the Kantanaroa Temple was the most brutal and barbaric, before killing the heretics, they had to read out the crimes, and then kill them, so that they were the embodiment of justice, so these knights sometimes Things in my head are weird.

"Wait!" Kevin exclaimed, he was dragged into the house by Mavis like a sack, thrown on the bed, and then the knight began to take off his clothes very naturally.

The black mage screamed like an innocent girl who was molested. He hugged his shoulders, huddled up, and shivered against the wall. He screamed: "What are you doing!"

Mevis paused, and he said doubtfully, "Aren't we already together?"

Kevin was dumbfounded, he lost his language function again, and he regained the control of his tongue after Mavis helped him strip his clothes, and he said sharply: "We... we just started dating! "

This time Meivis' hands trembled a bit more, a suspicious blush flashed across his face, and he replied after a while: "I... I thought this was a normal process."

"Your Majesty! Don't you holy white knights have any love experience! You just started dating and you're going to..." Kevin grabbed his skirt tightly, and it wasn't hard to see that the skin exposed under his clothes was flushed red from embarrassment.

"But, haven't we been entangled for ten years?" Meiweis pointed out sharply, and then maybe Kevin was shaking too much, the holy white knight withdrew his hand, and sat on the side in a dignified manner, with his hands on his knees and a dignified posture So he could go talk to his subordinates, and he said, "Sorry, if you really hate this... I just..."

The knight's chest rose and fell violently. He stared at the bedsheets, as if he was engaged in some kind of fierce ideological struggle. Then he closed his eyes and said, "I've loved you for ten years."

After waiting for a long time, he didn't hear a response, whether it was screaming or sarcasm, the black mage fell silent, and the anxious Meivis opened his eyes and found Kevin crying.

He hugged his shoulders, trembling and weeping.

Mavis hurriedly reached out to wipe his tears, he clumsily wanted to say a few words to coax people, and then he found that he had been studying how to mock each other with the black mage for ten years, but had never studied what if this evil man The spellcaster cried, what should he do, he can only refer to the memory of the first meeting, when Kevin...Kevin was so frightened by the victim of the undead curse created by his apprentice that he burst into tears.

He took Kevin into his arms, patted him on the back, and comforted him as before.

Kevin retracted into the knight's broad chest, he no longer clutched his lapel tightly, he grabbed Mavis's lapel instead, after he sobbed softly for a moment, he lay in the knight's arms and whispered: "I I always thought you hated me, at least you hated me."

Mevis didn't speak, he couldn't refute it, because the Holy White Knight didn't allow lies, during the ten years when he misunderstood Kevin, he did hate the black mage, but it wasn't that kind of pure hatred, how much he loved that Scholar, the young scholar who is willing to guide the villagers to prevent and control the epidemic without hesitation, is very quiet and kind, not as surly and presumptuous as he was later, he hates "evil mages who do bad things", if...Kevin wouldn't good.

He often thinks this way when he dreams, and the scene now is exactly the same as when he was dreaming.

"Idiot stupid knight!" Kevin suddenly became angry. He was much more "evil" than ten years ago. He angrily bit Mavis hard, and he didn't let go even when the bite was bleeding. Mavis rubbed gently. His chestnut hair was as soft as he'd imagined it to be ten years ago.

"Warrior with no brains!" Kevin said bitterly, "Be open-minded to learn what you don't understand! Then you will know that bloodletting is a fucking healing spell, and then you will also know... I... I also liked you for ten years."

He buried his face in the holy white knight's neck, and said sullenly, "...but it's too late! I hate you to death now!"

They hugged each other tightly, the black mage was much thinner than the holy white knight, and it looked like a standard hug, and Mavis held him in his arms, like sugar-coated chocolate.

This is much more effective than a cage nailed with iron bars. The black mage disarmed and surrendered. The tricks are becoming more and more varied. In addition to the standard magic bracelet, this nasty knight even learned to block the black mage's chanting with his mouth, and it was very cruel-he completely ignored the victim's dying struggle, and tore apart those who were in the way. robe, and read the crime:

"Evil mage, it's useless to hate me, you have already fallen into the hands of the Holy White Knight, please be punished obediently, you can't escape!"

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The breath of undead outside the Silver Heart Fortress has become so strong that ordinary people can't ignore it. Human beings love life and sunshine, which belongs to the natural instinct of most people. The misunderstanding lasted for thousands of years.

The atmosphere became tense, and the people who lived peacefully suddenly had a sense of excitement living in the legend of the bard. Everyone rushed to the Temple of Light to donate money. The devout believers bypassed the chief priest of the branch hall and stayed in front of Dinin for a while , directly went to hold Yalan's hand (how did they know that he was the real head of the temple), stuffed money into his hand with great sincerity, and said something like "the God of Light will surely bless us".

The defenders of the fortress and the Magic Legion collectively gritted their teeth, obviously they were the main force of the defense, but as a result, all the people who sang their praises lined up outside the temple.Fortunately, the temple was very considerate. They handed over the money donated by the believers to the Minister of Military and Political Affairs of the Empire, and did not keep it for their own use. The Magic Legion, which had received the latest equipment, kept their faces dark and shut their mouths, and went to train silently.

Et Gaya felt that his head was very big. He hadn't been domineering in the position of the young master for a few days, and he was about to be forced to go out to work. The white knights patrolled happily, and there was a sense of pride that created history among them.

It is said that Helena, the great priest of Siyue, was here, and Etgaya could have continued to be a gnawing elder for a while, but at dusk the next day, a big lich came from the southwest of Shenglonglong. He flew over from the direction of the valley mountain range. It wasn't a lich like Asius who could use his physical strength to grow wings and fly. It was a lich who used the flying technique properly. The encirclement circle of the legion holds the shadow moon secret order and the special warrant personally written by His Majesty the Dragon Emperor of the Holy Dragon Empire.

The magic legion recognized this lich—the legendary lich who was accompanied by Helen Nakhhe's fierce name—Isair, the dark herald.

"Master." The Lich hurried straight to his great priest. He put the letter of the Dragon Emperor in his clothes to ensure that his master would not tear up the fragile letter immediately. He said, "The Dragon Emperor of the Holy Dragon Empire Traces of the Annihilation sect's activities were found in the Valley Mountain Range, they attacked Dragon Valley, and even destroyed a lair."

Priest Si Yue gloated and said, "Very good, what does that have to do with me?"

Isair said helplessly: "His Majesty the Dragon King of the Holy Dragon would like to ask for your assistance..."

Then Isair regretted hiding the letter a little bit, his master's eyes now looked like he wanted to tear him up directly.

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