The Path of Ascension to the Priest

Cambecas left the Garden of Eden angrily, and after getting into the carriage, he was still very unhappy.

The knight drove the carriage to the manor of the Son of God. He parked the carriage at the entrance, and then carefully said to Cambecas in the carriage: "Archbishop Cambecas, the manor of the Son of God has arrived."

Cambecas pushed the door out, his anger suppressed, and he looked at the majestic and magnificent manor in front of him with complicated eyes. As the Pope's first heir, the Holy Son's status in the Holy See is only lower than the Pope. Moreover, the pope has not been able to retreat recently, which is simply to transfer power to the Holy Son on purpose.

The Holy Son is young but extremely talented, but this is not the fundamental reason for him to sit on the position of the Holy Son, the Pope's favor and promotion is what made him directly surpass them, the old archbishops, and take the position they have been fighting for for nearly a hundred years .

Cambecas had already adjusted his emotions when he entered the Son's manor. He followed behind the priest who led him, with a gentle and kind smile on his lips.

When he entered the study room under the sign of the priest, the Holy Son was still dealing with educational affairs. He looked up when he heard the voice, and shouted in a cold tone: "Bishop of Cambecas."

Cambecas bent down to salute, and shouted in a cordial tone: "His Royal Highness Son."

The Holy Son put down the quill and leaned back against the chair. His short silver hair was a little dazzling under the moonlight outside the window. He looked up at Cambecas, a pair of special golden eyes seemed to hide all his emotions, "You Going to the Garden of Eden again?"

Cambecas's smile froze, and before he could speak, he heard the Holy Son click his tongue, and then said in an indifferent tone of concern: "Pay more attention to your body."

Just being "reminded" by Reiss, and now being cared by the Holy Son again, Cambecas didn't know what expression to put on, he gritted his teeth and squeezed out a smile, and said, "Thank you Holy Son care."

The Holy Son didn't seem to notice the strange expression of Cambecas, he nodded and said, "I heard that the position of bishop of the Holy See of Goss is still vacant?"

Cambecas's heart skipped a beat. He took a look at the Holy Son without any trace, and replied cautiously: "I have already decided on the candidate, and I am waiting for the bishop to write down the book..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the Holy Son, "Race said she has a suitable candidate, let her."

Cambecas's heart sank, and he smiled reluctantly, "But my letter of appointment has already been handed in, and I will wait for Her Royal Highness to stamp it." Reese's relationship, so I simply handed over the letter to the saint to sign.

But looking at it now, it might be messed up by Reese again.

As expected by Cambecas, as soon as his words fell, the Holy Son continued: "I have already signed the letter of Ren, and I will find someone to get back the share you sent to the Holy Maiden."

He waited for a while, but there was no response from Cambecas. He frowned and looked at him displeasedly, "Isn't the Holy See in the Duchy of Shas also empty, can't you transfer people there?"

Of course not, the Holy See of Goss is his power, and the Holy See of Shas is also his power. Once the Holy Son interferes, he is equivalent to sending the power of Goss to Ruisi.

However, he couldn't refuse the future pope. Campbecas took a deep breath and said with a smile: "The Holy Son is wise."

The Holy Son accepted the compliment as a matter of course. He picked up the quill and planned to continue handling the educational affairs. Seeing that Cambecas was not ready to leave, he asked, "Is there anything else?"

Cambecas nodded. He twitched the corners of his mouth and said in a mysterious tone: "Your Highness, do you know who I saw in the Holy See of Bill this time?"

The Holy Son frowned and asked suspiciously, "Who?"

Cambecas smiled, lowering his eyes slightly to hide the coldness in his eyes, "The twin sister of Archbishop Reese, Priest Monica."

"Oh?" The Son thought of something, and said, "I remember that Reese said that her sister was injured in the face by the dark dagger, leaving ugly scars, so she cannot be transferred to the Central Holy See."

"Archbishop Naris may have misremembered. Priest Monica's scar is on his forehead, and it's invisible if you don't look carefully."

The Holy Son raised his eyebrows, lowered his head and thought for a while, and said, "Is that so, I'll check it out when I have time."

After Cambecas left the Holy Son's manor and got into his carriage, all the camouflage on his face was removed. He faced the direction of the car window, lowered his head slightly, and sneered at the corner of his mouth. Reese really thought that Can no one see her weakness?Do you think that suppressing your sister can hide the sight of others?

He must make this woman pay for her arrogance.

A poor small town on the border between the Gelug Empire and the Holy See. Because of its sparse population and simple folk customs, many empty houses have been prepared here for foreigners to live in.

Lucille took Tang Qiu into one of them. Although the house hadn't been lived in for a long time, it was cleaned up very clean, except for some dust.

Tang Qiuqiang supported his drowsy consciousness, raised his hand and used a cleaning technique on the room.

"Are you okay?" Lucille poured a glass of ice water for Tang Qiu, with a hint of worry in her dark red eyes.

Tang Qiu pushed away the ice water offered by Lucille, and she went to the bed and lay down, because the heat rising in her body made her breathing messy.

The feeling of lust/burning body is not good. Tang Qiu wondered how she endured it during the estrus period. She raised her hand and unbuttoned the two buttons on her collar. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of Lucille's Standing far away by the window, she frowned, hooked her fingers at Lucille, "...Come here."

Lucille's eyes lingered on Tang Qiu's reddish eyes and dry lips for a while, and then she walked over slowly after hearing her urging again, her arm was suddenly grabbed, and she fell down on the ground following the force of the blond priest. on the bed.

Tang Qiu rested her head on Lucille's body and let out a heavy breath. In order to distract her, she started talking to Lucille, "Did you find anything suspicious in Rose Manor?"

Lucille stood up slightly on the bed with her elbows, looked down at Tang Qiu who was resting on her belly, raised her hand to stroke her hair, and put the back of her hand against her forehead to check the temperature, "No, there is like It’s a paradise for nobles.”

"Oh?" Tang Qiu raised her eyes and looked at Lucille, with doubts flashing across her face, "Isn't it from the blood race?" She always thought that Rose Manor seemed to serve the nobles on the surface, but it was actually from the blood race. "Paradise".

"No, the blood race sells elves or priests for the pleasure of the nobles." After she finished speaking, she paused, and slowly moved her hand on Tang Qiu's forehead, rubbed the end of her red eyes, and asked softly: "Do you want How can I solve it?" She was referring to Tang Qiu's state.

She had seen the blond priest in estrus, and his condition was lighter then than it is now.

The feeling brought by a little kiss can be infinitely magnified by the body. Tang Qiu subconsciously wanted to dodge, but in the end he just raised his hand and grabbed Lucille's wrist. After a moment of silence, he sighed and said, "No .” In fact, her thoughts are a little confused now, talking to Lucille just to keep herself calm.

Lucille looked at the hand clutching her wrist, and said calmly, "I can help you." Seeing Tang Qiu looking up at her, she thought about it, lowered her head and kissed the back of Tang Qiu's hand, Look away, "Toxins are fine too...others are fine too."

Tang Qiu's fingers curled up. Seeing Lucille's downcast eyes quietly waiting for a response, she tentatively reached out and touched her lips. The body temperature of the blood race is very low, but it is very cold for the current Tang Qiu. Satisfied, she raised the corners of her lips and jokingly said, "What if I choose the former?"

Lucille raised her eyes and looked at her for a while, then opened her mouth slightly to show her her sharp fangs.

Although Lucille's expression was still very cold, the act of opening her mouth to show her the fangs was surprisingly soft. The corners of Tang Qiu's eyes were slightly curved, and the depression in her heart was slowly dissipating because of Lucille. She reached out and touched it. Lucille's fangs had a very gentle smile, "It's so sharp."

Lucille: "..."

"Don't move." Lucille grabbed Tang Qiu's hand, and seeing that the gloom between her brows had dissipated, and her eyes were brightened by a smile, she couldn't help lowering her head, her hot breath sprayed on her face, and she pursed her lips. He bit his lips, and gently kissed her lips under Tang Qiu's surprised eyes.

The lips of the blond priest were very dry. After feeling it for a while, Lucille slowly raised her head and said in a low voice, "You should drink some water."

Tang Qiu: "..."

Can't you wet her with your tongue/head?Tang Qiu's expression was a little subtle. She touched her lips, and Lucille's breath seemed to still linger on them.

Although it was a kiss that couldn't be more innocent, it moved her inexplicably, perhaps because the other party was Lucille?

Since when did she remove her defenses for Lucille one by one, and let her come to this position where even though she kissed herself, she still didn't feel bored?

Tang Qiu touched her lips in deep thought, causing Lucille, who had been quietly waiting for her response, to frown little by little. Her eyes were dark and she asked calmly, "You hate me for kissing you?" ?"

Tang Qiu came back to her senses and looked up at Lucille. The room was very simple and the kerosene lamp on the table was very dim, but no matter how dim the light was, she could still see Lucille's delicate and perfect facial features clearly.She has always thought that Lucille is beautiful, even though she has seen many beauties of different styles in Staru Continent.

Lucille's beauty reveals a trace of fragility, which makes people want to cherish it, but also makes people want to destroy it.

Fortunately, Tang Qiu belongs to the former.

"Is the one you just called a kiss?" Tang Qiu laughed lowly. She got up and sat on Lucille's body, gently holding her face in both hands, and lowered her head to kiss her lips directly, intending to use practical Act to show Lucille what a real kiss should look like.

Because the body temperature has been rising, Tang Qiu's kiss also has a tinge of heat. Lucille subconsciously hugged her waist, and her fiery breath made her thoughts a little dull. When the soft tip of her tongue came into her mouth, Her hand on Tang Qiu's back froze for a moment.

A smile flashed in Tang Qiu's eyes, and then he closed his eyes slightly, deepening this somewhat youthful but absolutely passionate kiss.

After the kiss, Tang Qiu backed away slightly, and leaned against Lucille's forehead to observe her reaction. Lucille was still obsessed with the kiss just now. Seeing Tang Qiu back away, she subconsciously leaned over and wanted to continue, but , Tang Qiu backed away again.

Lucille looked up at Tang Qiu suspiciously.

Tang Qiu rested his head on Lucille's shoulder, and said with a hint of ridicule in his voice, "Are you poisoned, or am I poisoned?"

"……you."

Tang Qiu looked down at Lucille's hand on the bed, raised it, grabbed it, squeezed it, and said with a smile, "Let me teach you the rest, okay?"