Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

Jinchen stroked Samuel's soft long hair, sliding his fingertips across the hair.

His gaze casually raised over Samuel's shoulder and landed on Raven, who was leaning on the bar not far away and looking at this side with a complicated expression.

Raven felt a chill in his heart. Thinking of this person's identity, he immediately looked away, turned around in embarrassment, and quickly disappeared behind the door leading to the inner room.

Samuel was still concentrating on savoring the wine, his cheeks flushed slightly from the alcohol and intimacy.

After he had licked enough, Jinchen put down the wine glass and rubbed Samuel's sensitive earlobe.

"This is your territory," Jinchen's fingers casually twisted a strand of his black hair, "Why, why don't you introduce me properly?"

Samuel heard the hidden meaning and looked up in surprise, cautiously yet excitedly.

"I think, really... is it okay?"

Jinchen raised the corners of his lips and nodded affirmatively.

How can we not declare sovereignty?

Samuel immediately stood up from his lap, took a deep breath, and straightened his back.

He turned around and faced the people in the tavern.

Most of these people had been protected by him in Edge City, which was why they were able to survive the previous siege by the major churches.

The previous incident had already attracted many glances. Now that Samuel stood up, the tavern instantly became much quieter.

"Everyone," Samuel paused, turned sideways, and asked them to look at Jinchen, who was sitting on a high stool, with a lazy posture but an intimidating aura, his face full of undisguised love.

"This is my love."

"Lord Heiyuan... has a partner?!" The old bartender who was wiping glasses behind the bar widened his eyes.

People looked at each other, their eyes shifting between Samuel and the mysterious man beside him.

Jinchen raised his hand, hooked his slender fingers around the edge of the hood, and gently lifted it up.

After a brief inhalation.

"God!"

"No wonder..."

"Congratulations, Lord Heiyuan!"

"Congratulations! What a perfect match!"

The sound of whistles, the crisp sound of wine glasses hitting the table, and good-natured laughter instantly filled the pub.

The people of Edge City may be rough, but they are clear about their grudges.

For those who have been protected by Samuel, the blessings at this moment are sincere.

Samuel listened to the noise around him, and the secret joy in his chest expanded rapidly like fermented dough, almost overflowing.

He and God the Father were like any other blessed couple on the continent.

This feeling is new and hot.

Samuel couldn't help but turn around and throw himself into Jinchen's open arms, burying his cheek in the crook of his neck.

"Father God, I love you so much..."

Jinchen hugged him, his palms pressed against his thin back, his lips almost touching Samuel's sensitive earlobe, "I know. I love you too, my Samuel."

-

Three days ago, the Father God sent down an oracle, and the priests and clan leaders of the elves and orcs came to the holy city, along with the king of this country and the supreme bishop.

At that time, he will personally come to the Holy City Church.

The bells of the holy city sound distant and solemn.

The elven team was the first to arrive.

They are elegant and as one of the three largest races in terms of the number of believers on the continent today, they claim to be the most loyal to the God of Light, which naturally allows them to occupy the position closest to the temple.

Norman, who had become an elven priest, could no longer contain his excitement after settling down with the team.

He held a box carefully carved from moonstone and star-patterned wood in his arms, which contained the most precious Moon Soul Crystal of the Elf Forest, and walked briskly to the door of Samuel's room.

"Samuel!"

Norman opened the door and said, "Look what goodies I brought you!"

Samuel was standing by the window, watching the busy scene in the square outside. He turned around when he heard the voice, "Priest Norman."

His voice was calm. "What do you want to do?"

Norman placed the gift box on the table and took a few steps closer. "I want to see the Father first! I know that as long as I follow you, I will definitely be able to see the Father in advance! Right?"

Samuel looked at him, was silent for a moment, and his voice turned cold.

"I do not want to."

"Ah?" Norman was stunned. "Why? Samuel, how could you do this?"

He pouted a little aggrievedly, "It was alright last time, but you're still like this this time, even though you're really beautiful, more beautiful than any of us elves."

"But...but that's Father God! There are so many people on the entire continent who love and believe in Him. How could it be possible that you are the only human serving by His side?"

The more he spoke, the more it seemed natural. He tried to convince Samuel, "Besides, Samuel, even if you don't let me serve the Father, there will always be others in the future! At least... at least I still enjoy getting along with you, right?"

wrong.

The voice in Samuel's heart sounded coldly.

If you hadn't promised Father God that you would no longer kill people at will, if I hadn't taken your identity as an elven priest into consideration... your covetous thoughts alone would be enough to drive me crazy.

What's more, it's such straightforward words.

"No." Samuel's voice was very soft. "Father God promised me that he would only love me."

Norman still didn't give up. "But I just want to see Father God, Samuel, please, just let me see him, okay?"

Samuel was a little annoyed by him, and the dark thoughts that had been forced down were about to start stirring.

He looked at Norman's face full of pleading, lowered his eyelashes to hide the calculation that flashed across his eyes, and his tone suddenly softened, with a hint of helplessness.

"Are you sure...you want to see the Father now?"

Norman thought he had given up, and immediately nodded vigorously, "Sure! Absolutely sure!"

"Okay." Samuel sighed softly, as if he had made a great concession.

He walked to the soft carpet in the middle of the room, knelt down reverently, folded his hands on his chest, and his long golden hair fell like a waterfall.

Samuel closed his eyes and murmured a few prayers.

Soft holy light instantly filled the room.

Jinchen finally had a legitimate reason to skip work to accompany his wife, and he showed up immediately.

Well, as long as his wife wants to see him, that's a legitimate reason.