The Path of Ascension to the Priest

The blood race does not need sleep, they are always energetic and tireless, but Lucille needs it, even if she has not really fallen asleep, but at night, covering the quilt and closing her eyes, this is what she insisted on for many years Habit.

For a person who does not feel sleepy, the night is always too long. Lucille closed her eyes and tried to clear her mind, but the unsmooth breathing sound of another person came from her ear, as if A single stone disturbed the entire lake, and the mind could not maintain peace at all.

Lucille slowly opened her eyes, slender arms wrapped around her neck, and wrists with bite/marks just appeared in her field of vision, she unconsciously licked her lips, and then moved away abruptly He turned his eyes and looked sideways at Tang Qiu, who was sleeping next to him and was not sleeping soundly.

From just wrapping her arms around her waist at the beginning to slowly moving her arms up and wrapping her neck intimately, Lucille had the idea of ​​pushing the priest away countless times in her heart, but she didn't implement it in the end.

She and Tang Qiu shared the same bed twice, and the first two times they occupied half of each other's seats peacefully, but this time...it was obviously the behavior of close lovers to sleep together in a cuddly embrace.

Lovers don't mention it... Is the relationship between them very close?

Lucille thought about it seriously for a long time, and found that for her, priests really seemed to exist like this. In her decades of life, which had remained unchanged like a pool of stagnant water, the sudden intrusion of priests gave her a gloomy life. The world brings a splash of color.

Originally, it was just because the priest was in a similar situation to her, so her mind was touched, and she wanted to see how she would make a choice when she was in the mud, whether to save herself with all her strength, or to give up that gentle smile and give up on herself.

Lucille originally planned to watch calmly from the sidelines, but later she discovered that Tang Qiu was really different from her. She was born to be a dazzling person, and the light radiating from her body would not be dimmed by anything. .

She was not at all the same as she who was shrouded in darkness and stuck in the mire, unable to get out.

The body that was close to her was like a small heater. The continuous heat interrupted Lucille's thoughts, and Tang Qiu's breath was blowing on the side of her neck. It was too delicious for a hungry vampire. The breath surrounded her, and the string of reason was so tight that it would break completely at some point.

Lucille tried to move sideways, but the small heater followed suit.

Tang Qiu unconsciously tightened his arms, his wrists were almost hanging by Lucille's lips.

The bite marks were just washed casually with bright holy water. Although there was no redness/swelling, the wounds were not healed either. Lucille couldn't help but sniffed closer, poking out the tip of her tongue expressionlessly to lick off the trace of blood remaining on it. The familiar sweet/beautiful taste dimmed her eyes.

The wet touch on her wrist awakened Tang Qiu. She subconsciously rolled over to restrain the person below her, and looked at Lucille below with half-opened eyes. Her thoughts that were chaotic due to lust regained a bit of clarity, and she relaxed her body. Lie directly on Lucille's body, whispering, "Are you hungry?"

Lucille was silent for a while, then denied in a low voice, "...No."

Tang Qiu's head was hot and drowsy, his eyes were half-opened, and he seemed to be asleep, "How long is it until dawn?"

"Five hours."

Tang Qiu complained in a low voice, "Time flies so slowly."

Lucille raised her hand to brush the priest's hair, and probed the temperature behind her ear with her fingertips, "Do you need me to help you?"

Tang Qiu rested his forehead on Lucille's shoulder, sniffed her breath, and refused, "No need."

The weight on her body was nothing to a vampire, but Lucille moved slightly to remind the person on her body whether she should come down.

However, the usually winking priest didn't receive her hint this time, instead he pressed her wrist and said in a low voice, "Don't move."

The werewolf was very strong, Lucille tried to struggle, and then silently gave up. Although she had never fought a werewolf before, she still suspected that Tang Qiu's werewolf blood was not ordinary.

It stands to reason that the werewolf who has just grown up for a short time cannot be her opponent.

"...Did I cause trouble to you?" Tang Qiu noticed Lucille's silence, let go of her wrist slightly, and said with a sigh.

Eddie's high-ranking marshal, a blood race with at least six generations of ability, is now pinned down by her and unable to move... Tang Qiu thinks about it differently, and feels that Lucille is very unhappy now.

But what can be done about it?Thinking of this, Tang Qiu sniffed Lucille's body again, and unconsciously approached her.

Contrary to what Tang Qiu thought, Lucille was not unhappy in her heart, but was a little uncomfortable with the body temperature sent by the priest. She pushed back the hair hanging down her face and said, "No."

Tang Qiu raised her head slightly, and from her current angle, she could only see Lucille's chin. She leaned gently on her chest, and the softness against her face made her a little absent-minded, "...if it were a tall and handsome Wouldn't you be happier, knight?"

"I'll just wring his head off."

Tang Qiu smiled lightly. She closed her eyes and tried to divert her attention by talking to Lucille, "Then what if it's Anna?"

She remembered that when she was in Edri, only Anna dared to approach the cold Lucille, "Has she ever invited you to spend some strange night together?"

Lucille looked down at the priest's head, and said flatly: "She dare not."

"Ok?"

"I watched her grow up."

Tang Qiu opened his eyes, confused for a moment, and suddenly asked, "How old are you?"

Lucille was silent for a while, and said a number, "89 years old."

Tang Qiu: "..." She would have forgotten that blood races are immortal.

However, werewolves also have a long lifespan. Tang Qiu closed her eyes again, and the divine power of light would also slow down the speed of aging. She had a lot of time to enjoy life in this world.

As long as she can live.

After Lucille finished speaking, she quietly waited for Tang Qiu's response, but after waiting for a while, the breathing of the person on her body gradually calmed down, clearly falling asleep again.

She glanced at their entangled hair from the corner of her eye, raised her hand slightly, ran her fingers along Tang Qiu's hair ends, slid her fingertips across her waist, and slowly went down her arm to grab her wrist, The fingertips rubbed lightly on it, and the drooping eyes fell into deep thought.

No matter how slow time passes, the night will eventually pass, the moon slowly sets, and the sky gradually turns white. Tang Qiu, who was lying on the bed sleeping soundly, her snow-white hair returned to its original shape, her sharp nails gradually disappeared, and her overheated body temperature also disappeared. begin descending.

She slowly opened her eyes, and the first thing she saw was a pair of slender and straight legs. She moved her gaze upwards, skipping over the slender waist and the graceful curve of her chest. She stared at Lucille, who was flipping through the poetry collection, and blinked. , "Good day, Marshal Lucille."

Lucille paused when she turned the page, raised her eyes to meet her gaze, and responded softly, "Good day."

"How was last night?" Tang Qiu sat up from the bed, lowered his head and looked delicately at the ripped neckline, raised his hand to touch his neck, there was no sign of being bitten.

Lucille hummed, seeing the priest changing clothes, she lowered her eyes subconsciously.

She had just been promoted to the priesthood, and only two pieces of priestly clothes tailored to her size came out. Tang Qiu secretly sighed, and now she has scrapped another one. After she went back, she had to go to the priest in charge to prepare a few more sets.

Changing into a new priestly uniform, Tang Qiu used a cleansing technique on herself, and immediately felt refreshed. She tidied her hair, looked up at Lucille, thought about it, and threw it at her. After performing a cleaning technique, he smiled and said, "What are your plans for the future? Will you stay here forever?"

Although Lucille did not go back to Adriatic as the maid said, Tang Qiu became vigilant. She couldn't stay with Lucille all the time. She is a priest of the Holy See, and there is no reasonable reason to be Can't stay outside for too long.

If Lucille leaves for something... She still has to face this problem.

Lucille guessed Tang Qiu's concerns, pointed to her wrist, and said calmly: "You don't have to worry about me leaving, I have something to ask of you."

A seemingly unconvincing promise, Tang Qiu looked at her for a while, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Then I can feel more at ease."

She went to the window and opened the curtain, looked at the chairs in the garden, and sighed silently, the leisurely time yesterday was still vivid in her memory, she really didn't want to go back to the Holy See to face those tedious affairs.

Even though he was reluctant, Tang Qiu returned to the Holy See early in the morning. There were already priests praying devoutly in the square. Tang Qiu paused, pondered for a moment, turned around and joined the prayer team.

Slowly suppressing the slack in his heart, feeling that his heart finally calmed down and his thoughts became clear, Tang Qiu left the square and entered the Holy See.

Through the long corridor, she was going back to her room, but she did not expect to meet Jennifer and Linda on the way,

The two were talking about something, and their expressions were very relaxed. When Tang Qiu walked over, he just heard Linda invite Jennifer, "I have reserved a place for you. Would you like to be my entourage priest?"

Jennifer froze for a moment, and was about to answer, when she caught a glimpse of Tang Qiu's figure from the corner of her eye, her expression froze, and her eyes felt a little uncomfortable.

Tang Qiu greeted them very naturally, and was about to pass them and leave, but Jennifer suddenly reached out and grabbed her, and then said to Linda seriously: "I'm sorry, I have promised Grace Be her entourage priest."

Tang Qiu looked at Jennifer in surprise, never expecting that she would say that directly in front of Linda.

The smile on the corner of Linda's mouth was slightly restrained, but it was raised again in the next second, "Yes, then I wish you a happy relationship."

This time she left wisely, "It seems that I need to find another priest."

After Linda left, Jennifer let go of Tang Qiu's arm, looked at her with a frown, and asked, "Where did you go yesterday?"

"Go catch up with your friends." Tang Qiu looked at the suspicious Jennifer with a funny face, and said, "I remember that priests have the right to go out."

"But you just became a priest." Jennifer hated iron and iron, "Priest Monica came to you many times yesterday."

"I'll see her in a minute."

Tang Qiu continued to walk towards her room, and Jennifer followed behind her, "I think you need to face up to your identity."

"Ok."

"I know you are excellent, but your attitude is sometimes very loose."

"Well, I'll change it."

Jennifer looked at the blond priest who was trying to fool her, and shouted angrily: "Priest Grace, please correct your attitude!"

Tang Qiu stopped in front of his room, nodded in response and pushed the door open. Before entering, he suddenly thought of something, turned to Jennifer and said, "I need some new priest uniforms."

Jennifer asked suspiciously: "Didn't I just give you two sets?" After the priest of Secia died, she was helping with these chores with nothing to do.

She stared at Tang Qiu's priestly clothes.

Tang Qiu shook his head and sighed, "I ruined a set."

Jennifer looked at her speechlessly, what did she do to ruin the priest's clothes.

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Tang Qiu: The sweet time has passed again