Huh? Are they all real?

With the dual care of the Imperial Guards and the Church Knights.

After a whole night, no one came to Moon and Lily's room, not to mention their hotel.

As the sun began to rise in the sky.

The girl lying on the bed patted her empty bed and said to Moon:

"There is still some time, so why don't you come up and sleep?"

Moen glanced at the girl in pajamas and the empty space next to her.

Still turned his head and said:

"No, it's a bit inappropriate."

The girl tilted her head and looked at Moon and said:

"What's inappropriate about this? I don't mind."

Moen, who had his back turned all night, said with a slight stutter:

"Uh, this is not your problem."

The girl did not answer Moon's answer, but did not invite him again.

She just said:

"I want to change clothes."

The girl's voice was very light, but she was not shy at all.

Moon stood there, stunned for a moment, and then he heard the rustling sound of clothes falling to the ground.

The sound was particularly clear in the quiet room, as if every sound went straight into his ears.

Such a sound made Moon blush slightly, a little at a loss, and could only hurriedly say:

"Ah, I won't turn around."

He closed his eyes tightly, trying to let his thoughts drift elsewhere, but his heartbeat involuntarily accelerated, and his ears unconsciously paid attention to even the slightest movement behind him.

The atmosphere in the room became a little subtle, and time seemed to slow down at this moment.

But what surprised Moon was that he heard footsteps, not outside, but from behind.

The girl approached him.

Then, did he hear her put on her clothes just now?

Theoretically, she should have put them on properly, but Moon did not hear the corresponding sound.

At the same time, a burst of heat came from Moon's ears, making his whole body numb.

"I don't mind you turning around."

Moen had seen the most seductive succubus and the most charming siren.

But even if you add up all the succubus and sirens that Moen had met.

They were not as tempting to Moen as the subtle voice at this moment.

Because Moen almost turned around.

But in the end, Moen still stood there.

"It's really not appropriate."

The heat behind him left Moen's perception, which made Moen a little disappointed.

But the girl's voice also sounded:

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore. I've changed, so you can turn around."

Moen, who was relieved, turned around immediately.

But just after turning around, he turned around again suddenly, and said helplessly:

"Didn't you say you changed?"

The girl, who was only wearing underwear, smiled:

"Indeed, I changed, but I haven't put on my outer clothes yet."

Moen could only sigh even more:

"Please don't tease me."

The girl laughed like a silver bell behind Moen.

The voice was very pleasant, making people not angry at all, and Moen could not think of a reason to be angry.

He was the one who took advantage.

This time, Moen finally heard the voice he should hear.

However, he still glanced back slightly with some worry, and only turned around completely after seeing that the girl had really put on her clothes.

The girl came forward and pushed Moen and said:

"Now I have also rested well, so before we set off, you should also have a good rest. I am an elf now, even if the goddess has taken away my gift, I am still more resilient than humans."

Moen did not refuse again, but slept directly on the bed with clothes on.

Moen fell asleep almost as soon as he lay down.

Because this place really made him feel at ease.

The girl stood by the bed and watched Moen lie down and fall asleep. After a brief gaze, a trace of tenderness flashed in her eyes, and there was only tenderness without shyness.

She let herself climb onto the bed slowly as light as a kitten. Slightly sideways, she turned to lean against Moen, and looked at him quietly without blinking.

Her eyes wandered over Morn's face, from his nose to his slightly trembling eyelashes, as if she wanted to deeply engrave his current appearance in her heart.

The room was very quiet at this moment, only Morn's breathing and the girl's gentle heartbeat intertwined, playing a quiet and beautiful movement.

The morning sun shone on them through the window, coating them with a layer of golden halo, and everything seemed so peaceful and beautiful.

——

The news of the Patriarch's death spread all over the world as early as yesterday.

Let alone the Storm Church, which has been peaceful until now, the assassination of the Patriarch of the Orthodox Church is a major event that is enough to make people worry about the whole world.

The church was in chaos, and people outside the church were curiously speculating who killed the Patriarch.

The overwhelming majority of people believed that the Storm Church finally did not abide by the last bottom line - the Bishop's pardon.

That is, no matter what, as long as the clergy reached the level of bishop, they would keep a complete life and enjoy their old age.

This is not a written decree in the canon. Although the Storm Church has completely escaped from the hands of God and the King, they are not so crazy because they rely on the prestige of God and the King.

This has been their custom for countless years.

There has never been an exception.

But now, it seems that some of them are finally going to change it.

In the Storm Holy City of Camelot, the cardinals sitting in front of the round table were also discussing this matter.

This is the first time that such a high-level colleague has been killed, which makes them feel a little uneasy.

Because they also think that one of them has finally become completely inhuman.

Regarding this matter, some of them suggested taking the body of the Patriarch back to Camelot first and then performing the great divination ceremony to get the answer directly.

Some people also think that since the other party dared to take action, they probably have already prepared anti-divination methods, so they should quickly assign one or even several cardinals to go to the local area to investigate everything.

In order to avoid variables if it is delayed for a long time.

Regarding the cardinals' chattering.

The aging Pope did not make any answer.

He just sat quietly on the chair placed in front of the round table with his eyes closed.

Behind them was a high staircase and a huge throne standing on the staircase.

In addition, the most conspicuous thing is the goddess statue covered with a veil behind the throne.

Even though they all knew that the goddess of storms had long been "dead" with the Lionheart King.

And they did all kinds of blasphemous acts without scruples.

But they still felt afraid of the existence of the gods.

Even if it was just a statue.

Because all of them knew one thing deeply.

That is, the goddess of weapons really did not have any extra emotions, so she would die with her master as a weapon.

She had no idea of ​​paying attention to everything about them and the church she founded.

While she would not respond to the believers' prayers, she would not respond to them.

No one could get any power or response from her.

This was something they even the believers knew.

When the owner of the weapon died, the church had actually been destroyed.

Because the two supreme beings who were the foundation of the church would not respond.

It was just that they and the believers maintained the church group together.

So they could do whatever they wanted, because the weapon only needed the master, and everything else was non-existent to her.

But at the same time, as a weapon, she also represents absolute lack of mercy.