My lord, hold me tight! (Quick Transmigration)

"So the woman beside Nirvana is yours, Moral. You planned this all along. You're truly a master strategist!" The vampire elder couldn't help but speak. Although it was meant as praise, his sarcastic tone made it sound more like mockery. He even gave a cold laugh at the end, implying that as a priest of the Holy See, he was using such methods as planting spies.

"Yes, my good child, it's all thanks to you..." Moral's worldly eyes narrowed slightly. Ignoring the vampire elder's words, he noticed the unusual atmosphere between her and Niefan and slowly uttered words of praise.

As expected, Nirvana's aura grew even colder.

Xing Nuan froze, pursing her lips and remaining silent.

Moral watched this scene with satisfaction, his amiable smile widening, yet a hint of dread crept in.

"Moral, you've gotten what you wanted. Don't forget what you promised our vampires!" the vampire elder said authoritatively, his eyes turning crimson and flashing with a dangerous light, as if he would make him pay if he went back on his word.

Moral smiled gently, as if the sinister look he had just displayed had vanished, and nodded.

This humble attitude pleased the vampire elder, who waved his hand, and the vampires handed Nirvana over to him.

Then, the weakened Nevan was taken by Father Moral and taken out of the vampire castle, with Star Warm following closely behind.

She looked at the familiar, sacred church and the old man in white robes in front of her.

The Vatican was bathed in light, with a "god statue" standing tall in the center. Moral and the statue exuded a holy and gentle aura that almost blended into one, and even their faces began to resemble each other.

“Warm, my child, you did very well this time. What reward do you want?” Father Moral asked, his gentle voice making people lower all their guard and reveal all their secrets.

“Father, I want to go back to the place where I was born and see it again…” Xing Nuan felt the same way. Her originally “expressionless” face softened, and she openly expressed her wish.

Moral smiled kindly, gently stroking Xingnuan's head as he had when she was a child, and said lovingly, "Go, child! May God protect you forever..."

"Child, remember to wear the gem I gave you; it will protect you from evil spirits..."

Moral is extremely suspicious and noticed the difference between her and Niefan, so at the last moment he made sure she took the gem that would allow her to know her situation at any time. But will Xingnuan give in?

The answer was, of course, no. Not long after leaving the Vatican, she handed the gem to a woman with a similar figure who was wandering the streets. She gave her money and told her to wear a mask to cover her face and head to Country C.

Who wouldn't take a free trip, especially one that pays? It's much better than her begging on the streets every day.

Moral is not a "god" after all; he doesn't have extraordinary abilities. At most, he can only keep track of Xing Nuan's whereabouts.

In this way, Moral was relieved to see the images transmitted back by the gem.

While Father Moral was safely setting up the ancient and evil magic circle that could transfer the power from Nirvana to him, Xingnuan remained in the city where the Holy See was located, waiting for the right opportunity to go to the secret chamber deep within the Holy See to rescue Nirvana.

Xing Nuan swaggered through the Vatican, and the other members of the church were unaware that "she" had gone to country C, so they did not show any surprise or curiosity.

Today is Moral's prayer day. His official job is as a priest, and his strength mostly comes from the faith of the people in him. This is something he must do, which is why Xingnuan can relax and boldly enter and leave the Vatican.

She felt around on the wall of Moral's room, her fingers finding a protrusion. She pressed it down, and with a "boom," a long secret passage appeared before her.

She stepped inside.

The disheveled appearance of Nie Fan that Xing Nuan had imagined did not appear. Instead, he was a handsome and refined man who looked as if he were sitting in his own house resting, exuding a sense of ease and leisure. He seemed to be enjoying himself.

“You’ve come…” Nie Fan parted his lips slightly, a stunning smile appearing on his face. He slowly opened his red eyes and looked up at her, his gaze filled with endless tenderness, which Xing Nuan found inexplicable.

She blinked, and the person in front of her seemed to have changed again. The gentleness and whispers from before seemed to be just her imagination.

"Why are you here? Is it that old man Moral is finally ready? Hmm?" His voice trailed off slightly, and his languid tone, which made it impossible to discern his emotions, added a touch of eeriness to his appearance.

Xingnuan neither refuted nor agreed, but silently stepped forward to the seal set up by Moral and took down the stone placed in the center.

"..." Nirvana remained silent, watching her actions quietly, his eyes showing neither surprise nor joy.

"Master, let's go quickly," she said.

"Everyone said not to call me master!" he suddenly said through gritted teeth.

Helpless, Xing Nuan said again as if coaxing a child, "Nie Fan, let's go quickly! I've broken Moral's seal, he'll definitely find out soon."

"What? Is it because you betrayed me and your conscience is hurt, or..." Nirvana asked, leaning against the white wall, a familiar mocking smile playing on his lips.

Upon hearing this, Xing Nuan looked at him. His delicate features, bathed in the soft, gentle light of the secret room, exuded a tenderness she never usually displayed. But in an instant, she lowered her head again, concealing the rapid beating of her heart.

"Or do you... fall in love with me?" Nie Fan asked in a low voice, the sound not too loud but not too soft in the small space of the secret room, adding a touch of lingering ambiguity.

Xingnuan felt his voice ringing in her ear, which made her feel inexplicably guilty, and her hands, which were placed at her sides, clenched nervously.

Feeling his gaze, a blush gradually spread across her face.

Nirvana was startled, and his mocking expression could no longer be maintained. A smile flashed across his red eyes. It was rare to see his little steward show any other expression.

The most frightening thing was the sudden silence. Xing Nuan looked up and met his cunning, smiling red eyes. Something suddenly became clear in her mind.

“At the hotel, you didn’t do it while I was asleep. In the castle, you had many opportunities to put the stone that old man Moral gave you into my body, but you still didn’t. Nuan, you’ve fallen in love with me…” Nie Fan said with certainty, moving closer to her.

"you……"

Xing Nuan had no way to refute it, her heart filled with astonishment. Had Nie Fan already discovered her identity?

Before she could react, he pulled her into his arms.

"warm……"

Nirvana's crimson eyes were filled with earnestness; it had been a long time since anyone had been so kind to him. They worried about his injuries; they meticulously took care of everything for him; they remained steadfastly by his side in times of crisis.

He has always lived in the awe-inspiring gaze of people. Under his hypnosis, all the hypocrisy of those so-called summoners was shattered, leaving only the greed, malice, and jealousy deep in human nature.

He also hypnotized Xingnuan, but then erased all her related memories. At that time, under his influence, she was still without desires, and the only thing she thought about was her dead parents, nothing else.

He recalled her innocent smile when she mentioned her parents; it was so pure, so full of happiness and longing.

Please forgive his selfishness. He had lived in darkness for too long, and he longed for that pure smile. He wanted to be the woman who could open her heart and make her smile every day.

As Xingnuan watched his face draw ever closer and his captivating red eyes draw her in, she abruptly pushed him away.

Feigning composure, he said, "Let's go quickly, Moral will be back soon!"

Little did she know that her wandering eyes and flushed cheeks betrayed the turmoil within her heart.

"What an unromantic woman..." Nie Fan smiled helplessly, the tenderness and doting in his smile making her feel ashamed, and she turned away from him.

"Let's go!" Xing Nuan was a little angry. Ignoring the man behind her, she took the lead and walked towards the exit.

Nirvana followed with a smile.

As soon as the two left the secret room, an old man with a sinister face and a ruthless expression appeared. His holy white robe was somewhat dim, and in the dim light, it exuded an eerie aura. He was completely different from Father Moral, who was deeply trusted by the people.

“Oh, my child, I thought you had come home! Now that you’re back, come quickly, God will protect you from the evil spirits…” He smiled and said cheerfully, but he was no longer the kind and amiable person he used to be; instead, he sent a chill down one’s spine.

Seeing this, Xing Nuan instinctively moved closer to Nie Fan behind her and stood in front of him. His magic was sealed and he was injured, so his physical strength was even worse than that of an ordinary person.

Seeing her protective actions, Niefan smiled contentedly at her retreating figure, like a child who had received candy, showing no sign of the tension he felt facing the now-darkened and dangerous Father Moral.

“Child, since you won’t come over, then I, the priest, will go over to you…” Moral said, his smile fading as he walked toward the two of them, holy white light gathering in his hands.

Just as Moral attacked, Xingnuan trembled and closed her eyes, awaiting the pain to come. She felt herself being pulled into a warm chest, and a familiar sense of security washed over her, instantly calming her down.

"Bang!" Moral's white figure fell to the ground.

He crashed into the wall and fell to the ground, rolling twice as he fell. His white robe was covered in stains and dust, and he looked extremely disheveled.

Xingnuan looked at the scene in surprise. Wasn't he injured?

“You’re not…” Xingnuan asked.

Nirvana seemed to have anticipated her question, and tightened his grip on her: "You want to ask if I'm injured? Ha! That thing isn't enough to harm me. Don't you know who I am? I'm your Demon King!"

Xingnuan watched his narcissistic appearance silently. If he hadn't been with her all the time, she would have almost thought that he had been switched with another person!

However, since he had already recovered, why didn't he just run away? Was it just to see how much she cared about him and whether she would risk everything to save him?

Xingnuan felt like she'd been tricked again...