Quick Travel: Vicious Female Supporting Role Playing Project

In the Holy See of Light, all the knights knelt on one knee in front of the statue and prayed solemnly.

Compared with the others who closed their eyes and prayed devoutly, Herlings lowered his eyes and looked at the floor tiles, obviously absent-minded.

Xin Xin……

A few days ago, Jiang Xinlian personally revealed the reality that he was unwilling to face and informed her of the reason why she came here.

For his heart, to save him five years later.

Herlings couldn't tell how he felt after hearing these words.

He didn't say anything, just left there in silence.

At the end of the 15-minute prayer, Herlings came to his senses, got up and left with his companions.

Oliver came over and patted him on the shoulder: "Hey, Herlings."

Herlings cast a look: "What's the matter?"

Oliver is naturally talkative and nosy, and gets along well with everyone.

Herlings' relationship with him wasn't exactly good, but it wasn't bad either.

"I see that you seem to be a little depressed these days," Oliver said, acting like a close friend. "What trouble have you encountered? Tell me and I will give you some advice."

This "good friend" is always calm, proud, and high-spirited. When have you ever seen him look downcast?

Now that he saw it, Oliver was a little surprised and a little gloating.

Herlings removed the other person's arm from his shoulders and said expressionlessly: "I do have a question, and I don't know the answer."

"You ask."

"Is there any way to keep my lover by my side?"

During this period, the pain of being lost tormented him all the time, making him hurt and hate him.

During the day, when he saw a merchant selling pearls and gems, he would subconsciously stop and the golden figure would occupy his mind.

According to records in the book, mermaids like to collect shiny jewelry. Presumably, the little goldfish will also like these.

But, what position does he have and what qualifications does he have to give the jewelry to her?

It won't be long before the little goldfish reaches her time, and the promises and oaths he once made will be lost in time.

He will always be who he was five years ago, and there will always be a five-year gap between them.

Under the gaze of the crowd, no matter how many emotions you have, you can only suppress them in your heart.

At night, darkness breeds sadness and evil thoughts.

Now that he has met, how can he say there is no fate?

He had clearly touched her golden fish tail, stroked her light golden hair, and hugged her soft and cool body.

Even so, is it called no fate?

Why can we be together in five years but not now?

Why can't you stay by his side...

These bitter questions and unwillingness haunted him day and night.

Oliver was surprised for a moment when he heard what Herlings asked.

No wonder this guy left the Holy See so early every day some time ago and looked exhausted all day long (actually he was digging a hole). So he had a woman?

Now I am asking this question, is it because I am too tired and my woman dislikes me?

Ah, even though he looks so handsome, it is really pitiful to encounter such a thing.

Oliver sincerely gave him advice: "With your status and ability, what do you want that a woman can't get? Don't take it too seriously."

Seeing that Herlings was noncommittal, he thought for a moment: "Simple, simple, you go and lock her up, tie her up with a chain, tie her feet up, don't she have to stay with you obediently?"

He thought the idea was great.

Herlings tilted his head, his golden eyes emotionless: "Oliver, you should be more respectful to women."

It is incompetent and pathetic to inflict harm on women due to selfish desires, let alone one's own lover.

Regardless of the anger on the face of the person opposite him, his face turned blue and white, and he turned around and left.

Oliver loves face the most. He couldn't bear the tone in his heart and chased after him: "Herlings! What do you mean! I have good intentions..."

He walked too fast and failed to notice the people not far away. He couldn't dodge and bumped into a pair of elderly people.

There is no need to think about the situation between young and strong versus old and frail.

The old woman said "Ouch" and couldn't control her body and fell backwards. The husband beside her quickly reached out to pull her up, but he was also weak and was pulled over instead.

Oliver was still dominated by anger and reason, and watched the two old men fall down in front of him without reacting.

Hearings heard the strange movement behind him, turned his head and saw this scene. He quickly appeared behind the old man and supported the two people.

When she stood firm, the old woman patted her chest with lingering fear and looked at him gratefully: "Thank you, Mr. Knight."

Her husband also thanked her profusely.

"Without you, our husband and wife would have suffered today."

Oliver finally came to his senses, blushing on the side.

Herlings shook his head: "It's nothing, but it's convenient. What are you two here for?"

"We," the old woman said with a smile, "we are here to thank God."

grateful?

Over the years, Herlings had only heard of praying to the gods for safety and health, but he had never seen anyone come to thank the gods.

The old woman explained: "Our husband and wife have been together for more than 60 years. This is not an easy thing. God must have blessed us with no disasters, no illness and no pain, so that we can be together well."

Thank God for having mercy on them and eliminating their pain so that they can be together longer.

Over 60 years, this is indeed rare.

The two old men looked at each other and smiled, said goodbye to the young knight, and supported each other towards the front hall.

A couple of more than 60 years...

Herlings slowly clenched his palms, and all the sourness and unwillingness were suppressed at this moment.

He quickly left the Holy See, got on his horse and hurried back to his residence as quickly as possible.

The golden pupils contain surging love, rolling and burning.

Today is the fifth day Herlings has not returned home.

Jiang Xinlian sat beside what was once a small puddle, now a small pond, melancholy pulling up the grass on the bank.

"The fish was abandoned again, the fish is so pitiful."

The tone was extremely plaintive, but none of the little pearls fell out.

She calmly thought about what to do next.

Just as she tilted her head in thought, she heard the sound of horse hooves coming from far away.

The place is empty, there are no other residences, and few people come here.

She looked over and saw that it was Herlings whom she hadn't seen for five days.

He looked a little haggard, his short platinum hair was messy in the wind, and he didn't look as calm and proud as before.

Hum, finally back.

Jiang Xinlian puffed up her cheeks and watched the man get off his horse and walk to her side step by step.

"Xinxin."

Herlings squatted down next to her, his voice hoarse: "You said you came to save me."

"……Um"

"And it will take half of my heart to save me."

"Ah."

"it is good."

He answered so quickly without any hesitation that Jiang Xinlian was stunned for a moment: "You agreed? Did you agree to give half of your heart?"

Her plan hasn't started yet.

"I'm willing to give you my heart."

Herlings pressed his chest, his golden eyes were like molten gold, burning his life and everything about him.

"I have only one request, and I want you to grant it to me."

Jiang Xinlian asked softly: "What do you want?"

That kind of golden color almost burned people, but to her who was slightly cold, it was warmth.

The image of the couple supporting each other flashed through his mind again, and Herlings said word by word:

"I want you to be my wife."