The Path of Ascension to the Priest

The manufactured defective products could not resist the coercion of the pure-blood werewolf at all. After Tang Qiu transformed, the monsters surrounded by her breath felt the fear from the bottom of their hearts, and they all fell down. The low body was lying on the ground in surrender, trembling.

These are a bunch of irrational beasts.

Tang Qiu didn't show any sympathy at all. Together with Lucille, she tore apart the nearby monsters one by one. Looking at the corpses all over the floor, she frowned in confusion, "...the werewolf is far away from Gru, and won't leave the territory easily , Why are there so many defective products here?"

"They weren't made by werewolves." Lucille carefully wiped the palms stained with the monster's black and red blood with a kerchief, and whispered.

After knowing that Tang Qiu was a werewolf, Lucille deliberately turned to the book to learn about the werewolf group.

The werewolves are very xenophobic. They are hostile to the Holy See and not friendly to other races in the mainland. The successive kings of the Gelug Empire have been sending envoys to communicate with the werewolves and establish friendly relations, but they fail every time. .

The envoy was driven out without even being able to enter the werewolf's territory.

The records of werewolves on the mainland today are almost all from bards wandering the mainland. They yearn for the mysterious werewolves very much, and often make poems praising them and spread them in the mainland.

And their smattering of knowledge about werewolves all came from the human villages living in the werewolf territory.

In the ice field area of ​​the Gelug Empire, werewolves live in the center, and there are many villages living in the surrounding areas. The villagers are almost all men, ordinary men with werewolf blood in their bodies.

The reason why werewolves are recognized as the most mysterious and special race in Staru Continent is not only their natural combat power, but also has something to do with the characteristics of their ethnic group.

Because werewolves are a race of strong women and weak men, and a complete matriarchal clan.

Women have the ability to transform into werewolves from birth. They are the main force against foreign enemies and invaded territories. They are strong, fierce and beautiful. They are called thorn roses by the army/team of the Gelug Empire.

As for the men of the wolf tribe, there is only a very small probability of being able to transform into a werewolf on the first full moon night after that, but even if they can transform into wolves, their combat effectiveness is far inferior to that of women.

Their status in the wolf tribe is very low. For the women of the wolf tribe, they only have two uses: coolie and reproduction.

Lucille told Tang Qiu the guess in her heart, "They should be bred by the combination of men without the ability to transform from the wolf clan and ordinary humans."

Tang Qiu did not have as thorough a understanding of the wolf tribe as Lucille, but she could smell some unusual information from her words. She said with emotion, "It seems that the wolf tribe is not as united as the rumors say."

Therefore, she must carefully cover up the werewolf's vest, a turbulent Holy See is enough to make her anxious, and she must not fall into the quagmire of werewolves.

Although Edri is a small country, it is still very defensive compared to neighboring countries. Lucille even has a manor in the main city of the Bill Empire.

However, because no one lived there for too long, the maid who stayed here could only temporarily clean up a room for Lucille.

On a cold and windy winter night with flying snowflakes, the strong fire in the fireplace made the small room as hot as midsummer. Tang Qiu took off his cloak and put it away. I don't know if it was because the temperature in the room was too hot. She felt hot from the bottom of her heart in the light priestly uniform.

A little bead of sweat oozed from her forehead, she raised her hand to wipe it off, her eyes followed another figure in the room unconsciously.

Lucille was wearing an off-white top and a pair of brown knight trousers underneath. She was tall, with a slender waist and long legs, which was in line with the capable and heroic appearance of a knight.

She picked a book from the bookshelf at the side, then went to the bed and sat down, leaning against the head of the bed, her long legs crossed together, looking at it casually with her downcast eyes, her body was clean with a touch of alienation .

It was completely different from the gloomy and wild vampire when he pulled her wrist to suck blood.

When the haze in Lucille's eyes faded, Tang Qiu found that she had turned into the noble Marshal Lucille who spoke to her for the first time at the Marquis Davis' banquet.

Tang Qiu sat on the chair in front of the fireplace for a while, because there was a heat wave in her body, she frowned and unbuttoned her collar a little, but the situation did not ease.

She wiped off the beads of sweat that oozed from her forehead again, and her breathing became more heavy. Tang Qiu drank a glass of water to moisten her dry throat, then got up and walked to the window and opened it. The cold wind blew in and carried it away. A trace of dryness on her body.

Lucille's hair was blown up by the wind, she raised her eyes and glanced this way.

Tang Qiu went to the side of the bed and lay down, looked at Lucille beside her with his arms on his pillow, and said in a low voice, "...it's a bit hot."

It wasn't just hot, Tang Qiu felt as if he was soaked in warm water, his limbs and bones were sluggish, but the hotness deep in his body added a bit of discomfort to this sluggishness.

It's like... desire/dissatisfaction.

Tang Qiu felt that it was a bit weird to use these four words to describe her, but it was very suitable for her situation.

Only by getting close to Lucille and smelling her breath can I feel relieved.

The blood race is not afraid of the cold or the heat. The cold wind outside the window blows on Lucille's face, but it doesn't disturb her interest in reading books.

The cold breath suppressed a trace of restlessness in Tang Qiu's heart. She quietly watched Lucille's slender fingers holding the pages of the book. After a while, she suddenly asked softly, "What are you looking at?"

"The Poems of the Bard Verdun."

Never heard of it... Tang Qiu leaned his head towards Lucille, half closed his eyes, and asked casually, "About what?"

Lucille looked down at the blond priest leaning against her legs, and said in a low voice: "... Praise death."

Tang Qiu: "..." It's really boring.

Sensing that Lucille was looking at her, she also opened her eyes and looked up at her. One minute later, Lucille looked away lightly. Tang Qiu slightly curled his lips, stretched out his wrist and shook it, the sky blue His eyes were bright and clear, and he suggested, "Would you like some dinner?"

Lucille closed the book and put it aside, she refused, "No need."

"Oh?"

"I can hold back." Although the blond priest behaved normally, Lucille could see anxiety and confusion in her eyes. She stared at the sweat on Tang Qiu's forehead and said softly, "You want to ask me What?"

The smile on the corner of Tang Qiu's mouth was slightly restrained, and he asked in a low voice, "Do you have anything to do with a werewolf?" She asked Lucille this question when she first knew that she was a werewolf in the tent in the Luowu Forest.

Lucille's answer at the time was the enemy.

And now the answer...

"My clan is Gangelo." Lucille emphasized in a low voice.

Tang Qiu blinked his eyes slowly, thought for a while, and said with a hesitant tone, "...Do you mean that you may have werewolf blood in your body?"

This is unlikely, regardless of whether it is successful or not, in reality, no blood race would want to give a werewolf the first embrace to transform her into a similar kind.

Lucille: "..."

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Tang Qiu seemed to hear a trace of helplessness in Lucille's cold voice, "The beast nature possessed by the Gangelo clan comes from the inherited blood, although I don't know... what kind of beast the person who transformed me possessed blood, but seeing how close you are, I should have something to do with wolves."

Tang Qiu frowned, although this explanation made sense, but why is she so hot all over here?

"You should go to the ice field of the Gelug Empire to find your own people."

Tang Qiu looked up at the calm Lucille and frowned, "Why?"

She seemed to have seen the predicament that Tang Qiu tried to hide, and saw that she was at a loss about the abnormality of her body, so she lightly cleared the fog for her, "Werewolves belong to wild beasts, and wild beasts have estrus periods, and the full moon night is The best time for werewolves to reproduce."

Tang Qiu was stunned, and murmured: "Oestrus?"

"You're in heat right now." Lucille stretched out her hand and gently wiped the sweat from Tang Qiu's forehead with her index finger. The temperature of the blond priest had risen a lot, and the back of her hand felt comfortable, "You're feeling uncomfortable."

Tang Qiu was really uncomfortable. This time the full moon night was much more difficult than last time. She couldn't imagine what the next full moon night would be like.

The cold temperature on her forehead made Tang Qiu's thoughts clearer. She calmly thought about how to solve this embarrassing matter.

Finding a bed/partner on a full moon night is undoubtedly the easiest way, but Tang Qiu is an emotional cleanser at heart, and has no interest in pure physical/body relationships at all.

Lucille looked at the blond priest curled up as if asleep, and whispered, "I can help you."

Tang Qiu paused for a moment, then looked up at Lucille with some guard in his eyes.

She held Tang Qiu's wrist and brought it to her lips, her tone was still flat, "A little poison will not affect your body, but it can relieve your passion/desire."

Tang Qiu's eyes flickered, and she suddenly remembered something. Her resisting hand slowly relaxed, and just as she was about to speak, Lucille opened her mouth. Her sharp fangs pierced the soft skin, and the toxin that paralyzed the prey entered Tang Qiu's mouth. Qiu's body.

In order to make the prey's blood more delicious, the blood race can secrete a toxin, which can paralyze people's nerves, disturb her clear thoughts, release the passion/desire in the body, and lead the prey to the ultimate joy/pleasure. middle.

Lucille tasted it lightly, and then carefully licked off the blood stained on Tang Qiu's wrist. She noticed that the priest was trembling slightly, and subconsciously looked down, but saw that she buried her face in the quilt, and the other hand was free. His hands tightly grasped the blanket on the bed, and the sharp nails almost tore the blanket into shreds.

Time passed bit by bit, except for a few inaudible grunts from the priest, there was no sign of impoliteness, Lucille picked up the half-read book again, stared at the writing on it, but was absent-minded, I haven't turned a page for a long time.

After an unknown amount of time, Lucille noticed that there was no movement around her. She tilted her head slightly and tentatively called, "... Grace?"

The priest didn't respond. Lucille raised her hand and turned her over, only to find that Tang Qiu had fallen into a deep sleep, breathing calmly.

It was the first time Lucille used this toxin. She didn't know how effective it was, so she only used a little bit, but looking at it now, it seemed that she had used it too much.

The white hair sticks to the side of the face, because Tang Qiu has been stuffed under the quilt, so Tang Qiu's fair complexion is stained with a slight blush, the end of the eyes is red and moist, the collar on the side of the neck is rubbed open, and the red/tide spreads to the On the clavicle/bone, the white totem imprint is looming.

Lucille pulled the hair from the side of Tang Qiu's face with her fingers, felt her temperature for a while, then raised her eyes to look at the sky outside, and found that it was still early in the morning, so she stretched out her hand to cover Tang Qiu's body with the quilt.

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