vstars 007. Gordon's heart skipped a beat.
007. Gordon's heart skipped a beat.
"Uh... that's roughly what happened."
Gordon stood in the center of the palace and sighed helplessly.
On both sides stand rows of beige pillars, their surfaces adorned with reliefs of gods and demons in various poses, silently overlooking the scene.
Marble and stained glass windows complement each other, and a crimson carpet stretches from the temple entrance all the way down to the steps that symbolize the supreme power of Asgard.
On his throne, King Bermelt's brow furrowed with anger, and his two white beards were gently stirred by a cold snort.
"How is the third prince now?"
Gordon knew he had angered the lion that had sheltered the empire for decades, so he dared not say more and could only tell the truth:
"High Priestess Alaya has treated the injuries, and the wounds are not in serious danger for the time being, but... she is still unconscious."
"You bastard!"
Bermelt suddenly stood up, pointing his finger directly at Gordon's nose:
"I asked you to guard the dungeon precisely to nip problems in the bud. And yet, this still happened!"
Gordon shuddered, his heart skipped a beat, and he immediately knelt on one knee, head bowed, silent, waiting for Bermelt's thunderous outburst.
Who would have thought...
He was just entertaining the High Priestess of the Church of Light, Alaya, when his own third prince almost died in the dungeon.
If it weren't for Xinlai's intelligence and timely appeal for help...
Otherwise, Gordon might be the next one to lie down after receiving Sin Lai's body.
If things go wrong, the entire dungeon could be destroyed.
Bermelt's chest heaved violently as he glared at the meek old man before him, his lips twitching as if he had a thousand words to say.
Yet, I couldn't bring myself to say those words.
"...Never mind."
He waved his hand and turned to walk away with his hands behind his back.
"Since you can't protect Xinlai, then you'll be punished by being sent to protect him temporarily, so don't cause any more trouble."
Bermelt said as he paced back and forth.
My third son is good in every way, except that he is too upright.
He refused to levy additional taxes on his territory, he was unwilling to befriend those lonely and wealthy widows, and he had no money to hire more strong men to protect his frail body.
They spend all their time worrying about how to spend their meager monthly salary.
Gordon's heart skipped a beat upon hearing this. Protecting the Third Prince? Was that a demotion?
"Then...who guards the dungeon...?"
"I have my own plans."
"Then, what about my monthly salary..."
"Half off".
Gordon's heart skipped a beat. Oh no, Bermelt was really angry.
"Then this matter..."
"I will hand it over to the relevant personnel for investigation."
Gordon's heart skipped a beat again... The king no longer trusted him!
……
……
The carriage rolled steadily over the stone-paved road.
Alaya lowered her eyes to look at the Third Prince, who was resting his head on her lap.
With striking features and handsome appearance, even his sleeping face is so beautiful that it makes you inexplicably want to get closer.
She tucked a strand of short pink hair behind her ear, leaned her back against the soft mattress, and unconsciously straightened up.
Yes, it blocked two-thirds of Xinlai's face.
Alaya's cheeks flushed slightly. She dared not look at Xinlai's bare upper body, which had been stripped of its outer garment while she was healing, and she did not want the journey to be too boring, so she turned her gaze to the window.
But somehow, that hand had already quietly touched Xinlai's face.
It feels soft when you squeeze it.
It feels great to the touch.
So she unconsciously started massaging it intermittently.
Xinlai, who was resting her head on the soft, fragrant thighs, sniffed, her mind focused on the system panel.
You helped defeat the Fallen Spirit (level 35).
You have gained 1750+550 experience points (challenge to a higher level)
You've leveled up: 21 → 22
Your attributes have been improved.
Name: Aryan Bomirt Sinlai
Race: Human (Short-lived race)
[Level: 22]
Health Points: 720 (Recovering) / 800
【Magic Power: 3200/3200】
Experience points: 0/8300
【属性：体力22、奥术20、力量22、技巧20、敏捷22、精神22】
[Skills: Hyperdimensional Link Lv.1, Mutual Appreciation Lv.1, Whirlwind Slash Lv.5, Cleave Lv.6, Thrust Lv.5, Fireball Lv.1, Illumination Lv.2, Purification Lv.2, Health Regeneration Lv.2]
It took me eighteen years to reach level 21, but now, with the system's blessing, I leveled up just by killing a fallen spirit...
What kind of hardship did you live in the past?
If more witches could be contracted, the benefits would likely be even greater...
Xinlai had been wanting to research how to upgrade Super Link and Mutual Appreciation, but she sensed a subtle interference from the outside world.
The system didn't explain how to upgrade... Oh well, I'll just take it as it comes.
Xinlai opened her eyes.
A soft, warm hand was gently rubbing her cheek.
Strangely, the view was completely dark, with only a sliver of light visible through a crack on one side.
The air was filled with a faint fragrance.
"...Who's pinching me?"
He reached out and grasped the wrist that was being vigorously massaged.
"ah…"
Alaya was startled and hurriedly lowered her eyes, meeting the sleepy-eyed Xinlai across the mountain.
Xinlai moved her head closer to the light, meeting those panicked pink eyes directly.
He paused for a moment, then propped himself up to sit up. His head was still a little dizzy, and his chest ached slightly.
Alaya belatedly realized what she had just done, and a blush spread from her neck all the way to her ears.
She quickly smoothed her short hair, coughed twice, and sat up straight.
"Is Your Highness feeling better?"
Xinlai shook her head: "Probably..."
In his memory, he was blasted away by a punch from a dark figure, and should have crashed heavily onto the cold, hard ground.
But somehow, the back of my head landed on a soft, warm pillow, surrounded by a faint, sweet fragrance, and then—
Then he lost consciousness.
He looked at Aleya beside him, who was still clearly a little shy.
She wore a white robe with red trim from the Church of Light, and her pink hair was gently covered by an exquisite gold ornament.
The large, rounded breasts, much larger than Eve's, were so full that they pushed up her robes. Her small hands were nervously fiddling with her slightly protruding belly, which resembled that of the water goddess Undine, and the warmth of her breasts, which he had just rested on, still lingered on her two fair legs.
It looks like Hallerton's daughter...?
Xinlai's chaotic thoughts slowly subsided.
In the game, Alaya seems to be the character with the highest healing output across all maps, not just in a physical sense, but also in a priestly sense.
As the High Priestess of the Church of Light in Asgard and the youngest Holy Priest of the Fourth Ring in history, Alaya is an insurmountable mountain in the entire priesthood.
To recruit her into your team in the game, you need to have an intimacy level of 70% or higher, a favorability level of 70% or higher, and a level of 70 or higher.
After going through all the trouble to get her into the group, she's no longer called a wet nurse, she's called a mother.
Take a sip when you're low on health while fighting a boss, take a sip when you're low on health in PvP, and take a sip when you're low on health in guild wars.
……
Returning to her senses, Xinlai thanked her aloud:
"Thank you for saving me."
Xin Lai remained composed, showing no sign of losing her composure despite the sweet and alluring young woman before her. "I will remember this kindness. If you ever encounter any difficulties in the future, feel free to come to me."
He paused, then added as he put on his coat:
"As long as it doesn't involve treason or anything like that, it can probably be of help."
It's not very dignified to talk naked to a woman you don't know very well.
"Oh well."
Alaya nodded, not finding anything wrong with it.
She had only heard from her father that a witch was imprisoned in the dungeon and wanted to see what was going on, but she ended up saving a prince and receiving a huge favor in return.
Could this be a good opportunity to get to know the Third Prince better, and perhaps there will be more opportunities in the future?
Damn it, Alaya, what on earth are you thinking about...?
She quickly suppressed those inappropriate thoughts and pretended to be calm as she looked out the window at the receding street scene.
Xinlai's eyes widened in surprise.
wrong.
Xinlai suddenly stopped dressing, turned to look at Alaya, and frowned slightly.
Alaya seemed to notice Xinlai's pause and turned to meet his gaze: "What's wrong? Is there anything else that's bothering you?"
Sinley shook her head: "Your father, Lord Hallerton, should have told you that I am the executor judging the witch today, right?"
He glanced at the time and suddenly realized that this was the time to judge the witch.
"Yes," Alaya nodded, "However, since Your Highness is injured, the position of executor will be temporarily taken over by His Highness Simien."
"!!"
Xinlai's heart sank.
"Miss Alaya, are you free right now?" he asked, his words slightly quickened. "If so, would you please accompany me to the trial?"
"oh!"
Alaya's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she was stunned for a moment, as if flattered, before a secret joy welled up in her heart.
Your Highness Xinlai, what is this...?
Could it be that His Highness also has feelings for her? They've only just met, and he's already so eager to invite her on a date…
"Miss Alaya? Are you listening?"
Xinlai's words conveyed anxiety.
Time was of the essence, and he almost considered jumping out of the car and heading straight to the execution ground.
If it weren't for the lingering pain in my chest...
Fortunately, Alaya did not refuse. He immediately ordered the carriage to turn around and speed towards the execution ground.
The wheels rumbled, and Xinlai's expression remained cold and indifferent.
He had planned everything meticulously, but he never expected such a mishap to occur.
If my second brother Simeon had taken Eve away beforehand, the plot would have gone completely off track!
At that point, Lorenz wouldn't be able to save Eve, and the teleportation magic wouldn't be triggered, so Eve would just slip away from him!
hateful……