inertial death

As for Wu Yuan, the final boss, he was at the craziest moment at that time, and he had completely lost his mind after walking around and dying. After tossing and tossing and tossing and tossing for a long time, I finally saw my student Pope Kyle working so hard, so I gave him a chance to kill himself, but Kyle didn't grasp it, but let the male lead take advantage of it, of course Become the one who defeats the devil and saves the world.

Of course, this is Wu Yuan's own death, and it's really no one else's fault.

The morning sun shines and another day begins.

"Your Majesty the Pope." The bishop in a red cloak bent slightly, and said respectfully, "The Western Liches have repeatedly attacked our country recently. I'm afraid we can't delay any longer. Please His Majesty the Pope make a clear decision!"

Kyle, who was sitting high on the main seat, looked even more indifferent. The Lich attack had happened a long time ago, but a few old people in the Holy See suppressed it, and deliberately waited for things to get bigger to damage trust Pope Kyle's coercion, and then threw the matter to Kyle, trying to take the opportunity to pull him down.

Kyle is an orphan adopted by the Holy See. He has no identity background and has few contacts in the upper class. It all depends on his real strength and position, but taking a position does not mean that he will be able to sit firmly. There are countless 20-year-old young men who have taken the position of Pope. It is no wonder that these original high-level figures are happy, one or two are waiting to pull him down.

This time, the Lich incident happened at the border of the country. Kyle was really too busy after he took over the position, and there were not enough manpower in his hands, so someone gave it a try.

Kyle said coldly, "I have my own conclusion on this matter, you go down!"

The bishop in red raised the corners of his mouth, and retreated respectfully.

The heavy door closed, and Kyle waved away the tea cups and teapots on the side table.

The boiling water in the teapot spilled onto the back of his hand, and the delicate white teacup rolled down on the ground, falling from the high steps all the way to the bottom flat ground.

Wu Yuan, who looked like a 16-year-old boy, bent over to pick up the cup, put it in his palm to play with, and said with a chuckle, "Western liches are attacking our country..."

"Teacher?" Kyle was not surprised when he saw Wu Yuan appearing suddenly. In the past, Wu Yuan had always been so elusive. For him, the Pope's Palace has always been as easy to come and go as the back garden.

Wu Yuan shrugged his shoulders, "Little Kyle, why do you let so many trash on your head!"

Kyle smiled wryly, "Teacher, the trash you mentioned are all believers or high-level swordsman knights who can use B magic at least! They are only trash to you!"

Wu Yuan raised his eyebrows, took a few steps up the steps, supported the armrest of the chair behind Kyle with both hands, approached Kyle slightly, and said with a low smile, "Little Kyle, how about this, just give me a kiss, and I'll help you deal with the matter gone?"

The blond man with a handsome face like a god fixedly looked at the young man who was chuckling and playing around in front of him, and stretched out his hand slightly to push him away, "Teacher, I have to deal with things."

Wu Yuan stood up straight with his strength, looked at Kyle with a calm expression, who was no longer as angry and blushing as before, and said regretfully, "Little Kyle is not as cute as he was when he was a child."

Yes, he has changed a lot, Kyle thought, and you, as always, have not changed at all.

Obviously not half sincere, don't always approach him like this, and when he thinks you really care about him, disappear like that for four years without saying a word, and then it will be like this now, it's only natural There is no explanation of a single word.

Wu Yuan turned around and disappeared in the Pope's Palace where teleportation magic was said to be unavailable.

At the border of the country, in the desolate and dilapidated city, the people huddled together in horror, the blood solidified on the wall and the ground, the ferocious and cruel lich, in the old building, through the broken window, Wu Yuan looks out go.

The bishop in red knelt in front of him, "My lord, everything is ready."

"Yeah." Wu Yuan said casually, then reached out and handed an envelope to the cardinal, "There is... a boy with black hair and golden eyes in Shining Academy. He should be beside him. And followed a silver-haired purple-eyed boy of the same age, looking for an opportunity to let them "accidentally" discover this letter."

The bishop in red took the envelope and left without asking why.

Wu Yuan touched the window with his hand, and the heavy dust stained his sleeves, but he didn't care, he jumped up and sat on the window, his legs dangling outside the window, and said to himself "Qing Zhu, where did you go?"

He couldn't find the green bamboo anymore, since that day when the green bamboo suddenly disappeared, he never saw the green bamboo again.

Wu Yuan was at a loss, without Qingzhu by his side, the only emotion he could think of was panic.

A few days later, he woke up from that unconscious state, and then he always reacted and started searching.

But Qingzhu can easily travel across the world and go to any place he wants to go, how can Wu Yuan who does not have this ability find it.

After half a month of panic and panic, Wu Yuan calmed down again, calm like stagnant water, and then he began to recall the plot of this world, and went to meet the two protagonists and the villain Kyle.

If things become a big deal, Qing Zhu will know about it!

He couldn't find Qingzhu, so he could only count on Qingzhu to find him.

Although the method is naive and pale, it is better than standing there like a living dead, unable to find other emotions except fear.

In the middle of the night, the tired Kyle opened the curtain of the bed, and then saw Wu Yuan who was obediently sleeping in it with his pillow in his arms, blinking and looking at him.

Kyle couldn't stop laughing, sat on the edge of the bed, reached out to help Wu Yuan cover the quilt, "What's wrong?"

Wu Yuan threw away the quilt, pulled Kyle over, hugged him like a doll, rubbed and rubbed, and then asked softly in Kyle's ear, "Little Kyle, do you want this country to be destroyed! I suddenly miss it!"

Kyle's pupils tightened, and he laughed nonchalantly, "In that case, where are you going to find your pastries and candies!"

Wu Yuan's face fell when he heard the words, and he bumped his head into Kyle's arms, and said in a tangled way, "Then I will destroy this country, leaving only the pastry chef?"

What childish and naive words!But Kyle couldn't laugh at all when he heard it. He knew that this old monster with a juvenile appearance who was hugging him and acting like a spoiled child could do such a thing.