Male Supporters Want to Fall in Love [Quick Transmigration]

After leaving the forest in the northwest, Miller, who was going to the Holy See, had to separate from them.

"On the way... may you all be safe." He habitually opened his mouth to pray to the Goddess of Light, but after glancing at the silent Winterson, he changed his words.

Susie raised a bright smile and stepped forward to hug him: "You too."

She boldly kissed the head of the Bright Knight on the cheek, and whispered, "I'll wait for you in the royal city."

Zhang Ning was still squatting on the shoulder of the blond elf, and glanced at the 50% progress bar above Susie's head.

Zhang Ning found that this heroine really has the ability to lead and command.And she never does things that drag her legs during the journey, she seems more like a knight.In front of the hero Miller, she did not hide her other emotions as a lover, including acting like a baby.

Watching the Knight Commander of Light ride away on his horse, the girl with black hair and black eyes turned around and took a deep breath: "We are leaving too, we are still three days away from the royal city."

If according to her plan, Zhang Ning and the others will arrive in Wangcheng soon.

But in the end, it took them twice as long, and they returned to Wangcheng on the sixth day——

Since leaving the Forest of Elves, Winterson has fallen asleep frequently, unable to wake up no matter how much he shouts.

"Winterson, do you want to sleep again?"

They had just entered the royal city, Winterson walked very slowly, Zhang Ning hid in his cloak, and did not dare to poke his head out.

"Well, it doesn't matter," Winterson said in a low voice, slowly: "It may be the cause of the tree of life, and it will be restored soon."

Susie looked around, it was far away from the royal palace and the church, and she was not at ease that the two of them were outside, for fear of being exposed: "Let's go to the hotel over there first, and we'll talk about it when you wake up."

Small hotels like this are not uncommon around the royal city, and their only advantage is that they don't question the guests too much.

"In the past, these hotels would hardly record the information of the guests who came to stay," Winterson held on to his hood, his voice could not hide the sleepiness, and he is even a little irritable now, "I don't know why the royal family strictly records customer information."

"Uh, it was my suggestion..." Her Royal Highness Princess Susie whispered, she looked up to meet Winterson's eyes, and quickly turned around to book a room, muttering softly: "It seems that the supervision here is not too strict... "

Winterson leaned on the chair in front of the hotel door, covered his body with a large cloak, and gently stroked the silver dragon in his arms with his fingers hidden under it.

Zhang Ning only felt a numb itching in the place touched by those hands, turned over under the cloak unhappily, and bit the elf's finger.

But he didn't dare to use force, he just rubbed the slender finger lightly with his teeth.

Winterson closed his eyes and laughed out loud, then patted his back like a hair, and said softly, "I'm so sleepy."

The murmuring sound seemed to be coquettish, and Yinlong stopped moving in an instant, quietly letting the other party caress his body.

"What? Three gold coins?!"

The girl's voice made Winterson frown, and then he heard the hotel owner's impatient voice: "Yes, love can't live."

"Hey, we're only staying for one day!" Susie said angrily, "It's too dark, your place will be banned sooner or later!"

It's a pity that the hotel owner doesn't know what "banning" is at all, but Yinlong quietly poked his head out when he heard it.

Susie rushed over to block him and lowered her voice: "Shh, don't come out!"

Winterson stretched out his hand, pressed Yinlong into his arms again, half-opened his eyes and looked at Susie: "Is the room booked?"

"Uh, it's booked, that's it..." Susie was a little embarrassed, she nervously glanced at the bag next to the elf's leg, and asked, "Your Excellency Winterson, after paying the room fee, I don't have enough gold coins. Can you lend me a few gold coins to make a carriage?"

"I'll return it to you immediately when I get to the palace!"

"No," Winterson said dryly, "this is Silva's bed."

Susie opened her mouth halfway and questioned, "Huh?"

"Yes, yes," Zhang Ning probed again, "His Royal Highness Suxi, please help us to pay the room fee together."

He looked at the drowsy Winterson again, and bit his finger lightly: "Winterson, don't sleep. What potion materials do you need? Your Highness Suzie and I will go buy them right away."

Winterson turned out a leaf full of words, scratched Yinlong's chin with his fingers, and said softly, "Come back early."

The black-haired girl was wearing a loose coat, holding the leaf with only one hand exposed, carefully reading the words on it: "Crescent Spring Water; Maple Leaf Roots; Foggy Dream Grass; Red, Red... What is written here... "

"Red mountain fruit." A muffled voice came from under her coat. Zhang Ning hid in her arms, and even wanted to stretch out his paw to gesture: "It's that kind of small red fruit."

"Okay, okay, I understand," Susie hurriedly covered her clothes, and unconsciously brought some words from the original world: "My ancestors, don't move around, if anything happens to you, Winterson I'm sure you won't be able to forgive me..."

So Zhang Ning fell silent and pressed his paw on her arm.After Susie finished purchasing the potion materials Winterson needed, he suddenly asked, "Your Highness Susie, how will you report the matter of Silan City?"

"Ah?" Susie was taken aback. She didn't expect Yinlong to ask such a question. After thinking about it, she replied, "Report the truth."

"Actually, I have already sent an urgent letter directly to the royal family. His Majesty the King should take action in advance."

"Although I know that this will definitely have something to do with the church..." Susie smiled and said, "But it's okay, I believe that Miller and I can handle it together."

The secret battle between the royal family and the church has never stopped, and no one has ever broken this delicate balance.

Zhang Ning believes that Susie, as the heroine, will definitely solve these things.

Zhang Ning saw the halfway progress bar on Susie's head through the gaps in the fabric, and suddenly said, "If you inherit the throne, you must be a competent king."

Susie couldn't help laughing, she rubbed Yinlong's head through the cloth, and said, "But I'm just a princess, I don't know magic, and I don't know swordsmanship... There will be better candidates for the heir to the throne .”

Zhang Ning said: "But you are the most different."

He said softly, "You have to believe in yourself, Su Xi."

It seems that Yinlong couldn't pronounce her name clearly because of the pronunciation problem.But the girl with black hair and black eyes was in a trance for a while, and then she said very solemnly: "Thank you, Silva."

Soon she returned to her usual lively and cheerful appearance, and said with a smile, "We have to go back soon. You have been away from Lord Winterson for so long, and he will be anxious."

The progress bar has reached 60%.

After returning to the hotel, Susie carefully pushed the door open a crack, looked around the corridor, put the silver dragon and the potion together at the door, and mouthed the silver dragon to signal him to go in quickly.

Zhang Ning struggled to hold a bag of potions with his head, and smelled a sweet fragrance as soon as he entered.

Zhang Ning quickly closed the door and looked hesitantly at the position of the bed: "Winterson?"

The beds were empty.

Before Zhang Ning could react, he was picked up by someone.

"Silva..." The blond elf's eyes seemed to turn dark green because of some emotion, he held the silver dragon's wings in his hands, and whispered his name: "Silva."

There are no scales at the connection between the silver dragon's wings and the body, exposing the fragile skin. The feeling of being touched at this moment is indescribable. He struggled to express his discomfort: "I am here."

"Winterson," Zhang Ning called his name, "what's wrong with you?"

The blond elf didn't answer, just shook his head.His body temperature was a little high, and Zhang Ning could feel the heat from his hands.

Winterson rested his forehead on the body of the silver dragon. The cold scales seemed to wake him up for a moment. He turned around holding the silver dragon, and picked up half a glass of green liquid from the small table under the window.

"What is this, magic potion?" Zhang Ning was a little surprised, "You didn't—"

Before he could finish speaking, the grassy liquid flowed down his throat.

Zhang Ning fell to the floor and was quickly picked up by Winterson. He rested his head on Zhang Ning's shoulder and panted lightly.

Zhang Ning was a little nervous, he seemed to understand something, almost at a loss, subconsciously opened his mouth and called his name: "Winterson?"

Winterson hugged him tightly, and his hot breath swept over his ears: "It's the tree of life."

He murmured softly: "The dew rose season is over, now it's the inflorescence season..."

Winterson hugged Zhang Ning tightly, pressed against his neck, and let out a deep breath.

Zhang Ning could only see his trembling shoulders and slightly wet blond hair.

With little hesitation, he opened his arms and hugged Winterson.

The blond elf fulfilled his wish and watched his hair intertwined in the silver moonlight. He lowered his head almost reverently, and put his forehead against the person next to him.

He likes this movement very much, so that he can clearly feel the other person's temperature and see every trace of emotion in his eyes.

He chanted the forest and the wind over and over between his lips and teeth.

—is my treasure,

—the last dragon in the world,

—He signed a contract with me, promising me not to leave.

In the early morning of the second day, Susie saw the silver dragon transformed into a human form, and raised her eyebrows in surprise: "Silva?"

"Your Excellency Winterson is indeed an elf," she said while suppressing her excitement, "The magic potion has been refined so quickly!"

Zhang Ning answered vaguely twice, lowered his head and concentrated on eating breakfast.

"Good morning."

A handsome blond young man came over and looked at them with a smile.Because of the magic potion, his ears looked no different from ordinary people, and the smile on the corner of his mouth gave Susie the illusion for a moment, as if he was still the handsome knight of light.

Winterson looked in a good mood, picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip: "Your Highness, don't forget my thousand gold coins."

"Cough," Susie coughed and raised her left hand: "I swear I will never forget it, and I will send it to you in person as soon as I finish dealing with some matters of the royal family."

Winterson's smile makes people feel refreshed, but the words are not like that: "If you don't swear to the goddess of light, I still believe you more."

Suzy: "..."

She didn't waste any more time, and after confirming that Winterson and Zhang Ning would not reveal their identities, she left here and prepared to call a carriage to the palace.

"Oh, yes," the black-haired girl pursed her lips and smiled, "Mr. Winterson, if you see Miller when you return to church, please tell him. I will wait for him on Nancy Avenue."

With a smile on the corner of Winterson's lips, he nodded casually: "Okay, I will."

Zhang Ning finally finished chewing the dry bread. He pretended to be counting his gold coins, lowered his head and asked, "Where shall we go next?"

"Those things have nothing to do with us," Winterson made tea for him, staring at him with green eyes, flashing a small smile, "I want to go to the church to resign as the Knight of Light."

"You can go wherever you want next, we can stay in Wangcheng for a few days first," the blond young man suggested, "Or do you want to go back to your lair again?"

Zhang Ning saw the hostess stop a carriage from the window, and he watched the 65% progress bar disappear before answering Winterson: "Okay."

Winterson's shadow was reflected in his blue eyes, fresh and vivid.

Winterson changed to a bigger hotel, which was closer to the city center. He liked to go to this street every morning to buy freshly baked bread and pastries. Zhang Ning also recognized some of the ones he had bought for the "princess". .

The gold coins that Zhang Ning brought out from the dragon's lair are enough to spend for a long time. He also likes to integrate into the human market, which is a comfortable and regular life.

About seven days later, the residents of the royal city became agitated by the king's new decree:

Her Royal Highness Princess Suzie is about to become the new heir to the throne.

At the same time, Zhang Ning received a notification from the system: "The plot progress has reached 85%."

Zhang Ning lay in the rocking chair, let out a deep breath, and his long silver hair fell to the ground.

"What do you want for dinner?" Winterson arranged the green plants by the window, walked over and kissed him on the forehead.

The golden hair fell on Zhang Ning's face, making him itchy. Zhang Ning closed his eyes and said, "I want to eat roast duck."

Winterson nodded: "Okay."

He did not know where to find an unopened letter and handed it to Zhang Ning: "Susie gave it to you."

"It should be to invite you to attend the succession ceremony," Winterson said, looking down at him as he opened the letter, "It just so happens that I'm going to the church to resign, and I can catch up with it then."

He combed Zhang Ning's hair and said softly: "Then we will leave here."

"Are you willing to?"

Zhang Ning laughed and said, "What is there to be reluctant about?"

He looked into Winterson's eyes and said slowly: "After all, I don't belong here just like you."

Susie stared at herself dressed up in the mirror, and looked nervously at the maid: "Is there any news?"

"No," the maid shook her head and said, "Master Bright Knight hasn't come back yet, but the letter has been delivered to the Lord Winterson you mentioned."

The girl sighed: "Okay..."

Susie was a little disappointed. She looked at herself in the mirror, straightened her back again, and said to herself: "He may be too late, so let's take this news as a surprise."

The maid began to urge her, Susie took a deep breath, lifted her skirt, and walked out of her room with her head held high.

In the church at this time, the knights of light in armor surrounded Winterson in the center.

The handsome blond young man stared straight at the cardinal walking out from under the throne with no expression on his face.

"Winterson, you violated the rules of the church, betrayed the goddess of light, and practiced dark magic privately..."

The old and majestic voice counted Winterson's "crimes" one by one, and the voice echoed in the hall.

Winterson's face was frosty, and he said softly, "Where's the evidence?"

"The evidence is that you repeatedly violated the dogma, conducted private transactions, and used the gold coins you obtained to buy magic materials!"

Winterson's room in the church was cleaned up. A knight of light threw a bag on the ground, and many magic materials fell out of the open bag.

The cardinal looked at him with a sneer: "And your knowledge of dark magic, where did you come from?!"

A familiar figure stepped out from behind the throne, and the flaxen-haired Knight Commander of Light said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, Winterson, I can't abandon my belief."

The old king watched his only daughter come down the red carpet with a smile on his face.

Under the watchful eyes of the nobles, the black-haired girl in a white dress stepped on the steps step by step and walked up to the throne.

Susie, who was agitated and nervous at the beginning, now vehemently complained about why the steps are so long, but she always maintained a dignified and elegant smile that she had practiced repeatedly.

I don't know if Miller is back now; if Winterson and Silva are here...

Susie almost turned her head to look at the crowd behind her, but the old king noticed her intention and signaled her to move forward with his eyes.

She finally walked in front of the throne, but just one step away, she had to listen to a complex and lengthy prayer from the noble who presided over the ceremony.

Susie maintained a smile and faced the crowd under the long steps, but her eyes looked into the distance, and she couldn't help being dazed.

The nobleman continued to chant his prayers impassionedly, and Suzie's empty eyes suddenly found a familiar silver light.

As if to test her delusion, a dragon figure appeared on a certain roof in the distance.

Susie's eyes widened, and she suddenly lifted her skirt and ran down!

"Susie——" the old king stood up angrily, and soon he saw the heir to the throne rush to sit down in front of the throne, and directly picked up the crown and put it on top of his head:

"I'm sorry you stop reading, I'm really in a hurry."

After she finished speaking, she got up, took off the crown and put it back in its original place. She didn't forget to apologize, and then rushed out with her skirt pulled.

The church was in chaos, and the cardinal stood in front of the statue of the Goddess of Light, reciting a spell in a low voice.

Fragments of the Knight of Light's armor were scattered in the hall, and now only Winterson and Miller were standing.

"Winterson," Miller wiped the blood from his forehead, he suddenly asked, "Where's your silver dragon?"

Winterson still refused to untie his cloak, holding his sword and said coldly, "It has nothing to do with you."

"Heh..." Miller laughed softly, and he said, "You don't need to hide, the Holy See already knows about the existence of dragons."

"Do you know what the Pope told me after I went to the Holy See?" Miller propped up his body with his sword, gasped and said slowly: "They said that if the dragon was captured, they would make me a The legendary Dragon Rider."

As soon as he finished speaking, the snow-white blade pierced his chest.Miller hastily raised his sword to block, and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

The cardinal's spell hadn't stopped yet, and Winterson had murderous intent on his face, but was once again entangled by Miller: "Winterson!"

Winterson threw him off again and shouted sharply, "Get out!"

"Just like you said!" The flaxen-haired youth suddenly shouted, his eyes flickering slightly, "The god abandoned her believers at will!"

He said word by word: "Believers have lost their protection."

Winterson was slightly stunned, and at this moment, the cardinal's spell stopped.

After the divine spell was completed, the entire hall shook, and there was a huge roar under the feet of the cardinal, and suddenly a huge keel emerged.

"That's the undead dragon..."

There is only one skeleton left of the tens of thousands of years of dragon clan, and its roar is endless anger.

Winterson reacted quickly, and before he could take off his cloak, the silver dragon cried out in pain.

"Silva!"

Yinlong raised his figure suddenly, but his eyes were still clear - he was not assimilated by the dragon's undead.

Yinlong glanced at the blond youth on the ground, then turned to face the hollow skeleton.

"Oh." Zhang Ning sighed, "If I die, it won't be the same."

"Don't talk nonsense," the system said, "You are different."

The silver dragon opened its mouth and sprayed out dragon flames, and the bone dragon flapped its bone wings, and also sprayed out flames. The two streams of dragon flames were evenly matched, and finally canceled out.

The cardinal looked up at the silver dragon with eager eyes: "What a beautiful and powerful creature..."

He was caught off guard by the blade and pierced through his body, and slowly lowered his head to look at the sword in his chest.

Winterson pulled out his sword indifferently, and blood sprayed all over the ground.

Miller took the opportunity to knock down the statue of the Goddess of Light in the main hall, and the white paste fell to the ground.

"Ho ho ho..." The cardinal made a strange gasp, he maintained a laughing expression, and then the wound on his chest healed.

"This is not healing," Winterson said slowly, staring at his undamaged chest, "Healing magic is not enough to make you recover so quickly."

He set his sights on the shattered statue, and after the exterior was broken, the statue hidden inside was revealed.

Winterson said, "You are a follower of the Dark Goddess."

"Hahahaha, yes!" The cardinal raised his scepter and said, "Elf, you are familiar with everything that happened in the three eras, so do you know how the Dark Goddess was born?"

The silver dragon and the bone dragon were entangled, and there were fallen silver scales on the ground, stained with a little blood.

Winterson tried his best to look back and focus on the cardinal: "I don't know."

"Because light and darkness are one." The cardinal finished in a low voice, and then laughed wildly: "Otherwise, why was there no goddess of darkness in the first era? Because she was the goddess of light when she was in the third era. The evil thought of dividing into two!"

"Yes," Miller was weak, and the marks on his body were the scars of contract backlash. He endured the severe pain and said, "Winterson, what he said is true. The only Pope who believed in the Goddess of Light is dead. gone."

When he rushed to the Holy See without stopping, he saw the cardinal praying to the Goddess of Darkness.

The old man who was swallowed up by power and ambition said to him: "Follow me, and I will keep your position as the Knight Commander of the Light."

"I'm sorry, Winterson," Miller said sorry to Winterson for the second time, "although the history is true, I still believe in pure light."

[Story progress 95%]

"Roar--"

The silver dragon turned around and swept the bone dragon's wings with its tail. He ignored the dragon flame behind him, raised his dragon claws and stepped on the dark goddess statue.

"It's useless." The cardinal himself stood on the empty throne. "Dragon is also a race that has been blessed by the Goddess of Light. You, like this elf, have the element of light."

The sacred seat was too big for his stooped body, and the cardinal raised the scepter in his hand, which symbolized power: "The creatures in this world are shaped by the goddess of light, and light and darkness complement each other..."

"I am the false god who stands shoulder to shoulder with the gods!"

His voice stopped abruptly.

"I'm really sorry," the black-haired girl drew out the dagger out of breath, "I don't think you will believe that there is still a soul without light elements in this world."

"Also, I'm an atheist."

The author has something to say: The heroine who travels through the soul and body: Do not believe in evil.

It's over now~