As a villain, I really don't want to be pursued by the heroine.

There, it really stood up.

Roy hid his male desires very well, but unfortunately, his body had a mind of its own.

Especially when he's asleep.

The girl who woke up earlier than Roy had already realized that this was an inevitable physiological behavior of adolescent boys...

Chapter 134: Don’t Let Girls Wait Too Long

After taking a shower and having a full meal, Roy lay back on the bed like a salted fish.

Alice said worriedly, "Master, we still have to negotiate with the East Continent Church next, huh?"

"Ah, but I can't get up. I feel so uncomfortable." Roy suddenly put on a mask of pain.

"Owner?"

Could it be that the erosion of the holy light has become more serious?

But I just used [Angel's Embrace] last night.

Alice was startled and nervously went forward to check the situation, but Roy pulled her over and pushed her onto the bed.

The boy didn't look uncomfortable at all, and his smirking face was as energetic as it could be.

"I have a disease that makes me unable to wake up without the Saint's morning kiss."

"Morning, a good morning kiss or something...if the master wants..."

Alice was stunned at first, and subconsciously shrank back in shame, but then she softly closed her eyelashes, showing no intention of refusing.

On the contrary, she gave up resistance and fell softly on the bed, her lips trembling slightly, like crystal and delicate petals.

"Is that okay?"

It was originally just a simple joke mixed with temptation, but now Roy is really sick.

Now, immediately, right now, if he doesn't kiss this child, he might really be itching to death.

Roy lay down and fulfilled his wish at the moment.

Perhaps because she had just drunk milk, a faint milky scent lingered on the girl's lips.

Just a slight kiss and Alice would shudder as if she had been electrocuted, and her tense little face looked like a dessert melting in the warm sun, which was very interesting.

Kiss after kiss, originally just wanting to taste the girl's fragrance, but with the girl's immature response, it became more and more uncontrollable. It even made the milky fragrance dry up, allowing Roy to taste the sweetness that belonged to the girl herself.

If I could, I would kiss you all day long without getting tired of it...

"ah......!"

The sudden small cry startled Roy, and he realized that his hands had unconsciously climbed up the girl's chest.

Cursing himself for being careless, Roy quickly withdrew his hand and suppressed the heat in his heart: "Sorry, sorry, did I scare you?"

Unexpectedly, Alice's reaction was even more intense than his.

Alice shook her head hurriedly: "No, I'm not scared!"

"It's just... I haven't taken a shower yet..." The girl bit her lips, and the light blush on her face could no longer be hidden.

Roy was stunned by her unexpected beauty.

"Ah, I mean, there are negotiations to come, and there's not enough time."

The misty eyes, the sweet and trembling breathing, and the soft attitude that seems to be reluctant but also willing, are as cute as a tempting dessert.

She subtly pointed out the inappropriateness of the timing, but also hinted at her feelings.

The dessert named Alice is almost an invitation for you to taste its beauty one day.

The result of the temptation is already obvious.

Roy had no doubt that as long as he made that request, he would get the girl's most wholehearted response.

What people who have experienced it say is right.

It is not wrong to cherish girls, but if you retreat from yourself and ignore the girls' feelings, isn't that a kind of neglect and harm?

Don't keep girls waiting too long.

"Master, I, I don't hate you..."

Alice timidly grasped his sleeve, like a child who had made a mistake, anxiously wanting to explain something.

It doesn't matter whether there is negotiation or not.

Now she only regretted how fragile she was, making strange noises when pinched.

blood loss.

"I know." Roy smiled.

"I was thinking the same thing as you."

The light blue eyes widened slightly, and then bloomed with a full heart of brilliance.

"But not now. I still need to say hello to Charlotte and the others. Sorry."

There was no problem with Alice, but Roy got a headache when he thought about Charlotte and the others.

I can't use dragon scales to protect myself now. If a girl gets really angry and slaps me with all her strength, I won't be able to withstand it.

Alice nodded slightly, suppressing her throbbing emotions, and then volunteered: "It's okay, Alice will go and explain to them!"

"Haha, that's up to you."

Roy agreed, but didn't hold out much hope.

The four of them had been arguing over who would be first, so wouldn't it be even more chaotic if one more person was added?

However, Alice has always been favored, so she shouldn't be bullied.

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White Harbor Church.

The conference room was filled with solemnity.

Representatives from all the major forces in Viszea, Theresa, the leader of White Harbor, Simon, the representative of the Church of the East Continent, as well as Saint Alice and her guards, were all present.

On the round table, there is a clear division, and an obvious overwhelming disadvantage.

Simon, who was seriously injured and pale, was facing the unfriendly gazes of everyone in the conference room and was extremely embarrassed.

As the situation changed, the once powerful archbishop had to bow his head.

Simon looked at Roy and Alice and smiled guiltily: "First of all, I have to apologize to you two..."

"Save the formalities," Roy interrupted him rudely.

"Maintaining order in the human world is a shared goal between you and me. I haven't exposed your dirty scheme simply for the sake of peace. But if you had the energy to spare, I'm afraid you wouldn't even give me this opportunity to negotiate, right?"

Despite the current victory, the Church of Holy Light is still a behemoth that rules the entire Eastern Continent.

If a real fight breaks out, it will be enough to easily crush any force in the Western Continent, so now is not the time to completely tear each other apart.

However, just as the church would never give up on Alice, Roy would never stand idly by.

He knew very well that this negotiation was won with the sword in his hand, and was not the result of the church's hypocritical mercy.

Since there will be a war sooner or later, there is naturally no need to show any mercy to the other party.

Roy knocked on the table and said coldly: "I'll be frank."

"From now on, you are not allowed to set foot in the Western Continent, including White Harbor. At the same time, we must relax the restrictions on White Harbor's recruitment of Holy Light Transcendents and cultivate all the losses White Harbor has suffered in the past few days."

"The most important thing is, don't attack Alice again. Otherwise... you won't have to worry about the aftermath of the world." Roy smiled coldly, his eyes flashing with a cold light.

As a representative of the church, Simon participated in countless negotiations.

Even Theresa before had to leave him some room for error. How could she have ever been threatened like this?

Simon narrowed his eyes. "Can I understand that you are threatening the church?"

Roy maintained a faint smile: "You'd better pray, I'm just threatening."

After a moment's silence, Simon looked around at everyone present.

"Have you thought it through? Are you going to fight the Church and me to the end?"

The red-haired princess was the first to slam the table, her fiery eyes burning with arrogance and disdain: "What? The Church is so great?"

"If you have the guts, just blame me!"

"Haha, Your Highness, you're joking." Gaoglas waved his hand and glanced at Simon, his smile concealing a dagger that was obvious: "As long as Lord Simon keeps his promise, there shouldn't be too many unpleasant misunderstandings between us."

"Besides, the Eastern Continent doesn't represent all of the Church of Holy Light." Theresa, also holding a teacup, leisurely expressed her position: "At least White Harbor will always stand by the Saint."

She was the happiest person present.

Having been oppressed by the East Continent for a long time, seeing Simon's frustrated, depressed and helpless look, Theresa intuitively felt that the tea in the cup was as delicious as fine wine.

Simon, on the other hand, had a headache.

It was a more painful headache than the concussion caused by Teresa's punch.

Chapter 135: One-sided Negotiations

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Chapter 136: I'm sweating profusely, brother

How can the Holy Maiden of Destiny not have a holy sword?

In fact, Alice did receive the holy sword awarded by the church at the end of the original work, but now that the relationship has become so strained, the holy sword naturally cannot be obtained.

It’s really a pity that I can’t collect cgs... No, it’s really a pity that I can’t equip the little saint with a matching magic weapon.

Unexpectedly, Brother Douglas brought good news at this time.

"Sword-making is good, but didn't you say before that there were no corresponding materials?"

“There wasn’t one before, but there is one now.”

Douglas and Theresa smiled at each other.

Roy suddenly realized: "Oh, it's White Harbor who is providing the materials?"

Holy White Stone is rarer than Mithril and is the core material used to forge Holy Light-type supernatural weapons.

The [Temple Gauntlets] that Alice had worn before, which were strong enough to withstand a full-strength attack from the Sequence, only contained one percent of the Holy White Stone.

Previously, the Holy White Stone was monopolized by the Church, but now it is provided by White Harbor, which solves the problem of raw materials.

But Theresa's next answer made others dumbfounded.

“No, it’s actually provided by the church.”

"Ugh?"

Theresa showed a holy sword on the spot.

Exquisite escort, silver sword blade, the blade light flows like twilight dust stars, as elegant and holy as a work of art, yet exudes an unconcealable sharpness.

That was none other than the beloved sword passed down by the former Sword Master, and the most top-tier extraordinary weapon possessed by only five members of the Holy Light Church, the [Holy Sword: Dusk].

The battlefield was in chaos at the time. Charlotte and others were the first to arrive at the scene. They took control of the situation, rescued the two unconscious people, and naturally did not forget to reap some benefits.

A certain elf girl smiled from ear to ear, with an expression that said "Praise me quickly", and Roy knew who did it.

As an adventurer, how can you not pick up the dropped equipment?

My goodness, you have such dirty hands!

Douglas smiled and said, "Wouldn't it be much more convenient to melt this sword and recast it instead of forging it from scratch?"

Roy scratched his cheek, looked at Theresa, and politely declined: "Is it really appropriate to treat a sacred object like this?"

"What's inappropriate?"

Theresa was more open-minded than him and pretended to be confused: "What does the sacred object of the East Continent Church have to do with the materials of our West Continent Church?"