Fast Travel: After turning into an animal, the villain asked me to be his wife

Felix rested for a while, barely recovered some magic power, and walked towards the door engraved with the imprisonment magic.

He is the darling of light and has a magical talent far beyond that of ordinary people. As long as he accumulates his strength, getting out will not be a problem, it just takes a little more time.

Fortunately, Lanny just left, so no one should come over now.

He opened the door and said to the little bat on his shoulder, "Don't make any noise. I will use magic to make others ignore our existence."

The magic Felix was talking about should be similar to the one Legolas had set on her.

However, after he used his magic power, Yu Zhen only felt a chill all over his body and nothing else.

His control and talent for magic are so powerful that it's no wonder that he was able to fight Legolas on equal terms in the original book.

Therefore, Yu Zhen had an additional layer of ignoring magic.

Felix walked in the long, dark corridor. The guards beside him stood straight as if they didn't see him at all.

The little bat squatted quietly on his shoulder, very obedient.

Felix was too familiar with the Holy Church. He had even been to the secret room where the Archangel's Tears were grown more than once, and each time was to pick the freshest fruits for his teacher.

But the Tears of the Archangel are a rare species even in a place like the Holy Church shrouded in light magic. There are only a few of them in the Holy Church. Fortunately, there are more than one fruit on a plant, otherwise there would be even fewer.

However, when Felix stood in the secret room and looked at the remaining fruit, his brows couldn't help but frown.

Too few. When he entered this secret room for the last time, there were four Archangel's Tears plants bearing fruit, each with dozens of fruits in varying degrees of maturity. But now, there were only one or two fruits hanging on each plant.

As expected, a large portion of those picked tears were artificially ripened. From the wilted state of the plants, it can be seen that they have seriously exceeded their own capacity and are dying from excessive demands.

If it weren't for the magic circle continuously injecting the power of light, they would have withered long ago.

Ever since the little bat saw these fruits, it has been squeaking in his ears excitedly.

Felix knew that it wanted it, but he was not sure who it wanted to give it to. The most likely person was the almighty King of the Blood Clan.

He didn't feel bad, but looked at the pitiful fruits hanging on the plant with some embarrassment: "...It's not ripe yet."

There are only two usable fruits on the plant, but they are still a little unripe and cannot be picked yet.

The little bat suddenly became anxious, and a "squeaking" sound kept ringing in his ears, like someone was cursing.

Felix waited until it was tired of squeaking, then he said slowly: "But it can be ripened quickly."

"squeak!!!!"

The little bat stared at him with its small eyes, full of accusations.

As a human being, why do you gasp for breath when you speak?

Isn't it fun to watch it get anxious?!

Felix saw the little bat jumping up and down on his shoulder in anger, and said with a smile: "Okay, it just takes a little effort, and..."

His eyes fell on the two plants. "After they are ripened, I'm afraid they will never bear fruit again."

"Squeak!"

I don’t care if it will bear fruit later, she wants one now!

Felix looked at the plant, sighed, and resigned himself to his fate by reaching out his hand: "But... I do owe you, so I'll give it to you."

The light golden magic power representing light continuously fell from his palm onto the two immature tears.

As time went by, Felix's face became paler. A short rest could not make up for the physical fatigue and damage, but he did not stop.

Only when he saw the two tears growing bigger and becoming crystal clear did he stop.

The little bat couldn't wait any longer. It flew directly from Felix's shoulder, grabbed one of the tears with its claws and took it off. It held the tear tightly in its claws, its heart pounding.

I didn’t expect to actually get it!!!

The little bat was so happy that he almost jumped up.

Felix shook his head, seeming helpless about its behavior.

He shook his body, reached out, picked another one, and put it directly into his mouth.

Yu Zhen looked at him curiously. She really wanted to know how awesome this thing was.

Facts have proved that the original book was not deceptive. The wounds on Felix's body began to heal and form scars visibly, and then his skin became smooth. Even his pale face turned rosy.

The lost magic power was replenished into the body again, making Felix look radiant and without any sign of fatigue.

However, there was no happy expression on his face. He just sighed and said, "It's a pity, but there is nothing we can do now."

Yu Zhen understood what he meant. His injuries were not actually that serious, but if he did not recover his strength to escape from the Holy Church, if something went wrong along the way, there would be no possibility of escape.

"Let's go. We should leave before they react."

After Felix finished speaking, he took Yu Zhen and left the secret room.

But before leaving, he stopped again.

Felix looked at those "tears of the archangel" with his blue eyes. He hesitated for a moment, but still waved his right hand before leaving.

A light golden flame emerged from the palm of his hand.

Those "tears" that kept the Pope barely alive were actually burned by him.

Yu Zhen was a little surprised.

She looked at Felix's profile and felt a hint of sadness from him.

He didn't want to do this, but he did it anyway for the sake of his ideals.

At the critical moment, there was a buzzing sound, and while destroying the plants, the magic circle that enveloped the plants and maintained their lives actually emitted a red light.

But after a moment, a voice came from outside the door -

"Who! Who set off the alarm?"

"Oh no! Someone stole the holy medicine!"

Yu Zhen looked down at the holy medicine in his claws and held it tighter with a guilty conscience.