Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

"Father God!" Norman was extremely surprised and immediately stepped forward to salute.

Jinchen's gaze passed over him and fell on Samuel, who was kneeling on the carpet with his head lowered, looking extremely quiet and even a little... sad.

Every time he appeared, Samuel threw himself into his arms.

Not this time, there's something weird.

Jinchen frowned slightly and stretched out his hand to Samuel, "Samuel, come here."

Samuel then slowly raised his head, his eyes seemed a little red.

He stood up, walked slowly towards Jinchen, snuggled into his arms dependently, buried his face in his chest, and spoke in a muffled voice.

"Father God, Priest Norman is right. Perhaps I... shouldn't be so jealous. I shouldn't love you so much, to the point where I don't want to share your gaze with anyone else... and I shouldn't stop him from seeing you..."

Jinchen: “?”

"But when I heard him say that there would be someone else, my heart felt so sad..." Samuel said, and he put his arms around Jinchen's waist as if he couldn't control himself, his body trembling slightly.

Jinchen's brows were furrowed, and he held the man tightly in his arms, patting his back soothingly. Then he turned to Norman, who was already stunned beside him, with obvious displeasure in his voice.

"What did you say to Samuel?"

I was so angry that I started talking nonsense, saying things like I didn't love him.

Norman: "..."

His mouth was open, and his beautiful green eyes were filled with shock and confusion.

What Samuel said just now seemed to have the same meaning as what he had said before, but... when put together and paired with this look, it sounded completely wrong!

Samuel's methods... are they so advanced?

A huge sense of grievance instantly overwhelmed Norman.

He also knelt down, looking up, tears welling up in his eyes. He asked unwillingly, "Father God! Why can Samuel do this, but I can't? How am I any worse than Samuel? I am also very pious, and I also want to serve you..."

Samuel moved in his arms, seeming even more aggrieved, and his warm tears silently rubbed against the skin on Jinchen's neck.

Jinchen: “…” His forehead ached slightly.

He tightened his arms, completely protecting Samuel in his arms and blocking Norman's gaze. "Because you are not him."

Norman stood there in a daze, tears about to fall.

He felt it was incredible. It seemed that God the Father meant...

Could it be that God the Father also loves Samuel?

How can it be!

"Okay, you go out." Jinchen said.

Norman whimpered in grievance, got up and ran out.

Samuel glanced at the closed door, then looked up at Jinchen, who had a smile in his eyes, and pursed his lips, "Father God..."

"You shouldn't be jealous. You shouldn't love me so much?" Jinchen raised his eyebrows and repeated the key points.

Samuel buried his head again, the tips of his ears red, "No, no, I'm very jealous, I...I want to kill him."

"I miss you so much."

More than half a month had passed since they last met, and not a single day went by when Samuel didn't think about Jinchen.

"I wondered why you didn't tell me. I thought you forgot the prayer."

Jinchen pinched the tip of his ear and made a bet with Lingdan on when Samuel would call him. He lost and paid two thousand points.

"You're very busy..." Samuel wrinkled his nose, raised his face and kissed the corner of Jinchen's lips, "What can I do for you?"

"Um……"

Jinchen thought about it seriously and said, "Stay with me."

"I've decided that I'll handle the prayer scrolls here with you from now on."

Samuel was startled, then nodded happily, "I'll clean up a room right away."

[The villain's darkening value is detected -10, totaling 18! 】

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On the highest terrace in the holy city, Jinchen's figure was shrouded in a golden halo.

In the square below, the elves had silver hair and green clothes, the orcs were tall and strong, and the human representatives Samuel and Cyril stood together with the king who looked dazed but forced himself to stay alert. The black mass of believers prostrated themselves on the ground like a silent tide.

Before this, they all received oracles in their dreams, knowing that the God of Light and the God of Darkness were originally one, and the elves and orcs were the ones who accepted it well.

After a brief moment of surprise, Cyril had a long talk with Samuel and finally quickly digested the fact.

Only the king had a face full of great fear and a dizzying sense of honor at being chosen.

After all, there are so many kings on the continent, and Father God chose him to represent the human race! He must not let Father God down!

The voice of the gods is like an ancient bell, echoing in the depths of everyone's soul, revealing the tampered history.

From then on, Zephyros' name was erased, and the true source of light belonged to Jinchen.

"Remember my name."

Finally, Jinchen announced that the historical records of the entire continent would be revised based on the elven texts that had been least tampered with.

The orc chief and Cyril immediately agreed respectfully. The king also straightened his back and nodded vigorously. He had only one thought in his mind: he must not fall behind and must help Father God change the record!

Jinchen glanced down and motioned the three clan leaders to follow him into the inner hall.

Norman and Samuel remained outside the terrace.

Norman couldn't help but turn around and ask Samuel, "What if... what if the human race, unable to accept that the Father God is also the Dark God, chooses not to believe in Him anymore? What will you do?"

Samuel's gaze remained fixed on the tightly closed door of the inner hall, as if he could see through the heavy door to see the figure inside.

He answered without hesitation, "I only care about God the Father."

Norman choked.

"Don't you care about your race at all?"

Samuel finally turned his head, looked at him, and nodded.

Norman: "..."

You truly deserve the favor of God the Father.

After that day, the news spread across the continent like wildfire.

Although there were discussions among the elves and orcs, the overall situation was calm.

The cities where humans lived were in an uproar. They could not accept that the God of Light they believed in was actually the source of darkness. This was a devastating blow to many fanatical believers.

The Vatican was packed with angry and confused believers, and panic and doubt spread.

Soon, an organization called "God Killer" quietly emerged.

They claimed to be looking for a method lost in ancient times that could truly kill the gods, to overthrow this "God of Light and Darkness" and to create a new God of Light belonging to the continent.

After seeing this, Jinchen felt that Zephyros was born at the wrong time.