The male protagonist of the quick wear is obsessed with me

"Your Highness, all locations have been checked, and three of them have dark priests."

Wei Mingyu frowned tightly, staring at the top of the Warcraft Forest, with a hint of worry in his eyes.

Standing in front of her were several knights who had gone out in teams to scout the situation a few days ago, all of them had solemn expressions on their faces.

Just as everyone expected, the descendants of the Dark God did hold a large-scale dark sacrifice in this monster forest.

However, for some reason, this sacrifice seemed to have been unexpectedly disturbed, causing all the descendants of the Dark God to disappear mysteriously.

The dark ancient tree in the mysterious cave suddenly appeared in Wei Mingyu's mind.

At this moment, she felt more and more that everything happening before her eyes was closely related to the strange power entangled in the ancient tree.

Just as Wei Mingyu was discussing the details of the dark sacrifice with the knights around him, a team of knights wearing silver armor and red cloaks slowly approached.

The leader was a Holy Land Knight wearing golden armor, his name was Darren.

Darren walked up to Wei Mingyu and bowed slightly to show his respect: "Your Highness Yolanda, please rest assured, leave this to us. It would be better for you to return to the Vatican first."

In fact, just yesterday, the Pope sent a message to Wei Mingyu through a magic scroll, asking her to put aside the affairs in the Warcraft Forest for the time being and return to the Holy See of Light immediately.

Wei Mingyu nodded slightly to show her agreement, and then said solemnly: "Then it's Knight Laodaren, please be sure to act with caution." Her eyes revealed the importance of the mission and her trust in Daren.

Darren straightened up and answered confidently, "Please rest assured, Your Highness. I will do my best and live up to my mission."

Princess Yolanda had broken through to become a Saint Realm Magician, and her official status as a Saint was already set in stone, so his attitude naturally became much more respectful.

After completing the handover, Wei Mingyu led his team of knights and quickly returned to the Vatican before night fell, relying on the powerful force of the ninth-level wind-type monster.

As soon as I arrived at the door of the Vatican, I heard a loud shout: "Your Highness the Saint!"

It turned out that Bishop Lot had been waiting here for a long time, personally welcoming Wei Mingyu and others back.

Bishop Lotte stepped forward quickly, saluted Wei Mingyu with a smile on his face, and invited him warmly: "Your Highness, please come in quickly. His Holiness the Pope is waiting for you in the main hall."

Ever since Wei Mingyu passed on the news of the other two saint trainees' betrayal and defection to the Dark God to the Pope and the cardinals through the magic scroll, she officially became Her Highness the Saint in name only.

And relying on her outstanding strength as a Holy Magician of the Holy Domain, she convinced everyone and called her the well-deserved Holy Lady.

Bishop Lot was given an important task because he recommended a great swordsman to Princess Yolanda. His status has been improved a lot and he is now smiling from ear to ear.

Wei Mingyu nodded to Luo Te: "I will go to see the Pope now."

She walked alone through the corridors to the palace where the Pope was.

"Yolanda, you're here."

The Pope sat behind his desk, writing a coded letter with a quill pen, speaking calmly.

"His Holiness the Pope."

Wei Mingyu greeted softly.

Although she had seen the Pope's appearance in her memory, she was still a little surprised at this moment.

There was a young man with long snow-white hair sitting behind the desk. His long eyelashes, as slender as snow, drooped slightly, covering part of his blue eyes which were exactly the same as hers. If you looked closely, you could see ice-blue lines in his pupils like broken ice.

This was a beauty with a weathered look as if she had experienced endless years. At this moment, she was looking at Wei Mingyu with gentle eyes.

The Pope smiled and said, "You have done very well this time. All the cardinals agree that you can take on the position of the Holy Lady of Light."

She didn’t know if it was Wei Mingyu’s illusion, but when the Pope told her that she had done a good job, she saw that his ice-blue eyes were filled with doting.

Wei Mingyu curled up the corners of her lips, revealing a standard saint-like gentle smile: "It's all because of the good teaching of the Pope..."

The Pope, who was praised, suddenly frowned and interrupted her softly: "You can be more relaxed in front of me."

The quill in his hand made a clicking sound, but he didn't seem to notice.

Wei Mingyu glanced at the table and then looked into the Pope's eyes.

His pupils were crystal clear, like the purest glaciers in the Far North, or like a stream flowing in the sun, incredibly beautiful.

But because its owner had a slightly frown on his brow, there was a hint of melancholy in his expression, as if there were endless stories waiting to be uncovered.

The two looked at each other for a while, and finally it was the Pope who lowered his eyelashes first to avoid her sight.

Interesting.

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In the study, Wei Mingyu skipped the matter of the dark artifact and reported the situation in the Warcraft Forest to the Pope. He didn't say much, but was silent for a while and then let Wei Mingyu leave.

Wei Mingyu returned to his residence and sat on the cushion, supporting his chin and thinking.

After Yolanda was chosen to be an apprentice saint, she had been taught personally by the Pope, which was why her magic level advanced so quickly.

Judging from today's situation, could it be that the Pope is actually a lolita complex, or a perverted... uh, handsome man who loves to play around.

However, in Yolanda's memory, the Pope never seemed to have any physical contact with her, and he would let her go back after each teaching.

Then what happened today was a little strange. When she recalled the scenes in the study again, she couldn't help but make bold guesses.

"Yolanda has been an orphan since she was a child, so could it be that... the Pope could be her father?"

So, the next day, when the Pope summoned Wei Mingyu again, he found that her attitude was much more friendly and natural.

However, the girl's gaze throughout the whole process always made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"Yolanda, what's wrong with you today?"

After finishing the business, the Pope, who had a smile on his face the whole time, finally couldn't help but ask.

Wei Mingyu blinked, her smile still sweet. She looked at the other person with eyes full of respect and attachment. "I suddenly feel that the Pope has taught me for so long that he should be considered half my master. I remember there is an old saying in the East that a teacher is a father for life, so you are my father."

When the Pope heard the girl's last words, the serene smile on his face froze for a moment, and then he gently refused, "No."

Wei Mingyu was very disappointed: "Why?"

The Pope ignored her disappointment and said gently, "No means no."

However, his tone was like coaxing a child, firm yet doting.