MTL - One Hundred Ways to Become a God-Chapter 114 Hypothetical paladin

He looked at the blood elf in disbelief: "..."

Perhaps it was finally intended to let go of him. This time, the blood elf no longer disguised, and when he opened his mouth, he unscrupulously revealed two white little fangs!

... looks even a little cute!

So when the blood elf leaned over to him, he couldn't help but obey his inner desires and reached out to the blood.

Then, under the gaze of the blood elf suddenly deep, I touched one of them.

The blood elf frowned slightly, his fangs were very sensitive, and when he was touched by the soft fingertips of the Son, a slight tingling sensation spread from the place of contact.

He loosened the hand holding the light of the Son's cheek and turned to hold his wrist. There was a hint of inquiry in his eyes: "Well?"

Is the reaction of this little mouse not quite right?

When the two objects that are unclear at the same time as themselves are actually the same person, shouldn’t the half-hearted bright son not be flustered?

But why do you look so now... calm?

He even made this kind of gesture similar to him.

At this moment, the blood elf fell into a short-lived confusion.

- Until he was awakened by a faint, sweet blood taste.

It turned out that the uneasy little mouse thief daringly hooked his teeth with his fingertips, causing his fingertips to be scratched by sharp pointed teeth. A few drops of bright red blood flowed from the fingertips. On his lips, he dyed his bright red lips more beautifully.

"Hisnce of Cecil," the blood elf pulled his hand away from his lips, and stretched out the tip of his tongue to cleanse the blood that fell on his lips. The scarlet scorpion looked at the bright sacred light in the black scorpion. Son, dumb voice asked: "You have nothing to say to me?"

For example, confessing the despicable deeds of two boats on their own feet?

However, Guangming Shengzi is like a subtext that does not understand him. He just puts the fingertips that are still oozing out of his mouth back into his mouth. He is watching him intently and eloquently shouts: "Dear, don't wasted."

Blood Elf: "..."

Attracted by the wonderful blood taste of the light finger of the bright son, he reflexively grabbed the slender finger with his tongue and smashed the blood on it.

The mouth of the Son contains the fingertips of the Son, and he gradually tastes something wrong.

He spit out the fingers in his mouth, and then pinched the chin of the bright son, bloody, and asked with a trace of danger: "You already know?"

In the face of his dual identity, the bright Son is really too calm.

He confirmed that he was able to distinguish clearly. This calmness is not due to the strength of psychological quality, but to the rationale for knowing the truth.

In the face of his persuasion, the bright son just smashed the sleek eyes and whispered, "Well..."

Upon hearing this affirmative reply, the blood elf’s pupils tightened instantly, and the hand strength pinched on the chin’s chin was also aggravated.

- The blood elf's camouflage is unparalleled in the entire DeLand continent. Even the former Pope himself could not find his body. How was Cecil's strength worse than the Pope?

In this short period of time, the blood elves recalled the previous contacts of the two people, and confirmed that they did not reveal any clues.

He lowered his body deeper, and completely fit his chest and abdomen with the bright sun, and put his lips to his lips. He almost whispered and whispered: "Cesil, you really surprised me. ""

Before, he thought that Cecil was just a stupid piece in the hands of the Pope. He didn’t have the interest to bet on him. Until he later discovered that Cecil was not as ignorant and stupid as he was, he began to notice the original. There is no value for the bright Son.

And the sweet blood that flows through him is also an unexpected surprise, including the body that can easily evoke the desire he has never had before...

He thought that these had already surprised him, but now it seems that there is more detail on the bright saint that he did not understand.

The bright son smiled a little, took his praise, and politely replied: "Thank you, I also like the ‘surprise’ that you brought to me.”

The blood elf kissed gently in his lips, then turned his head slightly, and turned his nose with his nose. The words were mixed but the waves were dark: "I can ask, how did you find out?" ”

He Yan also used his nose to look back at him. He seemed to return to the truth: "If you rely on my intuition, Lord Ambrose, would you believe it?"

"Of course I believe in you," I heard the answer. The blood elf paused and replied perfunctorily. Instead, he gave up the questioning of him and shifted the topic to the business tonight. "Dumb," Let's finish your adult ceremony first."

The blood elf shackled the neck of the bright Son with one hand, revealing sharp fangs, and bitlessly biting a bite on his greasy neck.

When the tooth punctured the skin, he heard the squeaky sound of the bright son, but he didn’t have a soft heart, but he stabbed the teeth deeper and then slammed out of the wound. Sweet blood.

Obviously knowing his identity, but still deliberately and both sides are unclear, pretending to be ignorantly watching him as crazy and jealous, the light of the Son of the Son is good - it really makes people hate itchy !

The heart of this little mouse is obviously broken.

This kind of bad thing, if you don’t get a good lesson, it’s impossible to remember the lesson!

Moreover, watching a white and tender meat prey sway in front of him all day, but also restrained himself to only bite two bites on it, but can not reveal the cavities and swallow it completely into the abdomen, which is undoubtedly very painful. of.

But after a long period of restraint, the delicious taste that is actually felt when the prey is eaten is doubled.

This night, the blood elf finally took off the mask of hypocrisy, picked up the knife and fork, and happily smashed the small prey of the bad eye over and over again, until the strength of the small prey was not enough, only He will plead with a pair of black scorpions with water mist and plead for mercy, and finally withdraw the wet fangs from the prey.

......

In the entire half-month after the end of the adult ritual of the Bright Son, the streets of Hefeiel often heard the voice of his contractor.

The pope, who was under house arrest, disappeared as if it had disappeared. The news of the Delan royal family’s external announcement has been claimed to be still under investigation.

Although he was very fond of gloating for the fall of the Pope, He Wei also knew clearly that the Pope was actually being defamed this time.

The magic is actually a product of the intention and the goddess of light who robbed the Destinian mainland gods, and had nothing to do with the Pope.

But unfortunately, when the Pope refining the "Eros's gift" in order to transform the body of the bright Son, he used the magical crystals extracted from Warcraft frequently, leaving a handle.

Ambrose has a deep mind and a lot of means. Once he has caught the handle, even the Pope can't afford it.

In the original trajectory, he discovered the truth about the death of Cecil, and he became suspicious of the pope. Later, relying on the keen talent of the blood elf, he discovered the fineness of the magical gas in the pope, thus using this point. In a celebration, quietly, the magical crystallization ignited the traces that were invisible, and in the eyes of the public, caused the "illusion" that the pope and the magic gas were connected.

Now, although the time is much ahead of time, it may be the trajectory of the fate in the midst of it. The Pope finally broke the scandal in the same way and was pulled from the altar.

After another half a month, the DeLan royal family gave the final findings after the public’s attention to the Holy See was much reduced.

The pope was smashed by the magical power of the gods because of the decline in divine power. Now, through the efforts of the bishops, the magic in the body has been completely expelled. The Pope himself had no knowledge of this before, and now he feels very embarrassed.

Because of the decline in divine power, he will concentrate on self-cultivation and be incapable of taking charge of the affairs of the Holy See. Therefore, the affairs of the Central Holy See will be temporarily managed by the Bright Son until the new Pope succeeds.

Anyone who can see the subtext can see that although the Pope retains his last name and decent, he has almost lost all his rights.

In this game, under the joint efforts of the Paladin and the Delan royal family, the Pope was simply defeated.

And although the brightest son on the bright side seems to be the biggest winner, as long as the person with a long mind can see it, the beneficiaries of this matter are first of all the head of the Paladin, followed by the Royal Family, and finally It is this bright son.

A fanatic believer who does not understand the powers and is indifferent to the beliefs, apart from being used as a pawn, can there be any other possibility?

The fact that the head of the Paladin and the light-named son made a contract now seems very reasonable.

If there is no accident, look at the final result given by the Delan royal family. This very good lighted son is likely to become the next pope. The head of the Paladin and his deeds are only for the purpose of controlling him. The Holy See is gone.

- The contract only stipulates that the people at both ends of the contract are not allowed to betray each other, but there is no forced restraint of the knight and the loyalists to seize power.

Therefore, the King of DeLand seemed so calm about the "accidents" that occurred on the Son of Light. It was apparent that the sinister agreement had been reached in advance with the head of the Paladin. The two temporarily completed a harmonious distribution of interests.

As for the noble and bright Son, there is no doubt that there is nothing threatening in his eyes.

After the results of the Pope came out, the Central Holy See was once again confusing for a while, and the Cardinals tried to put pressure on the Royal Family to hand over the right to administer the Central Holy See to the Holy See Council instead of the Son.

However, since half of the Central See has been controlled by the Paladin, the protest was finally dismissed without any suspense.

Therefore, he was so unwilling to be in the cardinal of the Cardinal, and became the escrow of the Central Holy See.

Fortunately, because the Pope is "cultivated" because of the decline in divine power, it is not dismissed, so it is necessary to wait until two years later when the Pope's term comes, and the new pope can be replaced.

Therefore, before this, Guangming Shengzi can only "host" the affairs of the Central Holy See.

So in these two years, although it may be difficult to compete with the bright saints standing behind the Paladins, there is always a chance for them to fight for the next pope!

However, He did not think about what these cardinals were thinking. In fact, contrary to what they imagined, he had little interest in the position of the pope, and he did not want to blend into this contest of rights.

When there is time to fight for power and intrigue, it is better to touch the two small fangs of their own blood elves.

But Ambrose apparently failed to go online with his thoughts, and he pushed him directly to the position of "the esoteric pope" without his knowledge.

Therefore, after a "communication", He Wei expressed his intention to the paladin who was lying on his bed and confessed to the chest. He did not want to be the Pope.

The blood elf watched him for a long time with a blood red scorpion, and smiled with a slight smile on his lips. He promised: "Don't worry, you want, I will do it for you."

He asked with deep meaning: "If one day, I leave from the Guangming Holy See, will you be with me?"

The blood elf promised to kiss his fingertips. "Of course, I will stay with you."

He didn't really believe in the credibility of these words. After all, the little mouse had too many secrets. He didn't dare to regard him as a fool who was stunned by love.

But for whatever purpose, since Cecil personally said this, he took it seriously.

Even if he wants to repent in the future, there is no chance.

He Yan extended his fingertips and hooked his little fangs. It seemed to be suddenly curious to ask: "Ambros, what is your real race? Orc?"

Although Ambrose showed blood in front of him, the other characteristics of his elves were still well preserved.

- For example, the little pointed ears unique to the elves!

He used to see the ear of the elf in the portrait of the Deland Continental race. It seems to be much more slender than the human being, and it must be lighter and thinner. The feeling of pinching must be unique.

It is said that the self-control of the creature in the situation is the weakest, but the blood elf is obviously restrained very well. He used to observe the light when the blood elf was "excited", but never saw his ear changed shape. .

The blood elf used a small white fang to contain his fingertips, and took a sip on it with a slight smile on his face. "Trust me, you will soon know the answer to this question." ""

Sure enough, it didn't take long for He Wei to receive a task to check the source of the magic gas outside the night of the night.

On the continent of DeLand, all the things that involve the eternal night are basically tied to the word "dangerous."

There are five places on the mainland of Deland that are not well-known to enter, and one of them is the night of the night.

The Night of the Night is one of the gathering places of Warcraft, and because of the terrain, it is full of unpredictable dangers, and the mysterious elves are hidden in the deepest part of it, sheltered by the power of nature, and DeLand Other ethnic segregation in the mainland,

In the past millennium, there have been countless souls who want to find their gathering place, but they are all blocked by the night of the night.

This task is not someone else, it is Ambrose who personally pushed him down.

Although this mission is dangerous, Ambrose, as his covenant knight, must go with him, under the guard of the head of the Paladin, so it is not too worrying.

No matter how you look at it, this is a good opportunity for him to establish a prestige in the Holy See.

Therefore, He Wei accepted this arrangement logically.

In the original trajectory, Cecil also received this task, but it was not promoted by the head of the Paladin, but was personally assigned to him by the Pope.

That is to say, in this mission, his life trajectory has completely changed. Under the intentional arrangement of the pope, as part of the exchange, he was hijacked by the orc family.

Of course, the Guangming Holy See declared that the Guangming Son was accidentally missing, and took the opportunity to lead the spearhead to the elves who could not find the trace, so this matter can only be lost.

However, this time, with the fall of the Pope, the trade between him and the orc family will naturally not go on, so this time no matter how you look at it, there will be no orphans.

So - Ambrose, this is to think, take him back to his hometown?

Thinking of the words that Ambrose answered him not long ago, He Wei felt that he had touched the truth.

However, since the blood elf wants to be mysterious, as a person who thinks it is very understanding, He Wei has to pretend that he does not know his purpose.

The night of the night is far from Hefeir, this time they spent nearly seven days before finally reaching the edge of the night of the night.

Because it is rumored that there is a terrorist force in the forest that can engulf the creatures, there is no population living nearby, and there are no hotels and so on. Only a few mercenaries have established a simple foothold here, but the Holy See has always been a mercenary. The people who walked in the black zone had a cold relationship, so they could only choose to camp on the edge of the forest.

Although the legendary eternal night is extremely terrible, in fact, as long as the strength is sufficient, it is usually no big problem to enter the periphery.

Matching the endless dangers, the Warcraft resources of Everlasting Forest are very rich, so there are often mercenaries coming here to take risks for money.

Although the market of Warcraft has been tightened a lot with the emergence of magic in recent years, it is still profitable on some rare plants.

After they came to the night of Yong Ye, they met a mercenary squad composed of four mercenaries who had just drilled out of the forest.

The appearance of the other side looked awkward, and it seemed that they were very jealous of them. They looked at them from a distance and quickly detoured away.

He did not care about this, the sky has begun to turn dark, the night of the night after the night is far more dangerous than during the day, so they have to speed up the pace, find the right place before dark to prepare for the night.

When everything is ready, give the Paladins a good schedule and everyone will be ready to rest.

Because this trip is too long, there are too many bags to bring, in order to reduce the burden, two people are divided into one tent, so He Wei naturally shared the same tent with his own contract knight, and further shared The same beggar.

It’s not like the last time, the troubled blood elf avoids the patrolling paladin to “sneak attack” him.

As the head of the Paladin, and also the covenant of the Light Son, Ambrose does not have to participate in the night patrol schedule. After all, it is recognized that his most important task is to protect this precious bright son.

Thanks to the sacred image that Cecil had built in the hearts of the people, everyone felt that he and Ambrose were only pure loyalists and contract knights, and no one doubted what he had before his own contractor. Improper relationship.

But the truth is -

After the evening wash of the delicate light of the Son of the Paladin, he placed him on the edge of the table with his hand on his waist and raised his wrist, revealing the fangs that flashed the white light, in the fair skin. Bite a small hole and slowly taste the blood flowing out of it.

Blood elves use blood as a source of strength, and their saliva also has the function of promoting the regeneration of prey blood, which is undoubtedly a very practical ability.

Therefore, although He is often caught by the blood elves, he is very healthy. Even because of the careful feeding of the blood elves, he has grown a little meat.

He Yu’s free hand was inserted into the light golden hair of the blood elf, holding his hair tightly, because of the slight pain in his wrist, and his mouth was slightly squatting from time to time.

The blood elf has a habit of not changing anyway, that is, before the opening of the dinner, you must taste a dessert that is not big but delicious.

however--

"Please wait a moment," the blood elf's movement paused, put his wrist down, and stretched out the tongue to clean the remaining blood on the fangs. The eyes flashed a trace of inconvenience caused by being disturbed. "Let me go." Solve a dirty thing that slips in."