Chapter Eighty-Five: Please Let Me Be Wayward
It's over.
Shen Yun was also a little amazed, because this was not even Xiao Jie's real strength.
It's just a hand-to-hand combat with the Iron Body and the Law of Explosion.
It's like driving a tank over and crushing the enemy on wheels.
Not even a cannon was fired!
If it weren't for Shen Yun's request to catch him alive, a single shot should be able to turn a Great Sage into the tiniest ashes, which is the destructive nature of a weapon after turning into a monster!
What is a temple?
Shen Yun's mood is a little agitated, a little bit of pride, but more of an expectation for the future!
Butβ
Violia looked at Xiao Jie, who was flying in with the dead dog-like deputy hall master of Bill, but there was some worry in her eyes.
Suddenly, she grabbed Shen Yun's palm, her soft and warm ten fingers were tightly interlocked, and her body was closer.
Shen Yun turned his head slightly.
The uneasiness in her expression could be seen.
After a little thought, you can know why, Violia has indeed suffered from beauty in this world.
After all, she is a woman standing at the top of the world, both in terms of appearance and talent.
It can be said that endless praise and endless watching have filled her entire life so far.
"Don't worry, trust me."
Shen Yun could only comforted softly.
And the palm of the hand is scratched a little painfully.
"Hmm."
Verlia replied softly, finally relaxing a lot.
And Xiaojie also came to them at this time.
"My lord! People have been caught. β
He held Bill's feeble hands with one hand and grabbed his chin with the other, forcibly lifting his gaze.
Now, these eyes full of fear, unwillingness, and remorse can no longer be concealed.
"Why?" Vilia was a little surprised.
Paladins shouldn't have so many emotions.
The heart is as calm as water, and the rules are abided by.
This is the posture that a paladin should have.
"Hehe, hehehe." Bill let out a series of miserable laughs, "You think you'll be able to defeat the Templars if you defeat me?" No, the temple now is the most powerful in these 800 years! I will be waiting for you in hell! β
"It's so honorable to be a lackey?" Shen Yun's expression did not fluctuate in the slightest, "Don't worry, before you go to hell, I will let the world see your depraved and desolate miserable state, and you will become our token for calling on the world." β
"Bastard ββ!"
Bill suddenly struggled and even wanted to kill himself, but he couldn't do anything.
Shen Yun directly took him into the Ding Furnace and made Alberta his companion.
The reason why it is necessary to grasp it alive.
Because he is the best evidence of the fall of the temple.
"Xiaojie, this is my fiancΓ©e." Shen Yun suddenly gestured to Verlia with his other hand.
"I see, Xiaojie has seen the housewife." Xiaojie clasped his fists and saluted again, with a very respectful attitude.
Violia looked at the man.
It's a gesture she is familiar with.
Whether it is words and deeds, or looks and eyes, he completely puts himself in the position of a servant.
Although some are incomprehensible.
But I was finally a little relieved.
After nodding in response, she looked at the violet royal capital below, and her clear voice spread throughout the city.
"The invading enemy has been defeated, and tonight there will be a feast to celebrate the victory!"
"Oh-"
A tsunami of cheers erupted in the city.
Even the deputy master of the temple was captured.
This is definitely a big victory that deserves national celebration.
"Let's go." Verlia let go of Shen Yun's palm and wrapped her arms around him gently, with a bright smile on her face, "My Royal Highness, I will take you to see our kingdom. β
It was at this time that the dark clouds in the sky gradually dissipated, and the morning sun once again sprinkled on the earth.
Only then did Shen Yun see the whole picture of the entire city.
Instead of the medieval city as I had imagined, you can see buildings forty or fifty meters high everywhere, and on the flat roofs of these buildings, between the balconies, most of them are planted with various vegetation, and at first glance it looks like a city built in a garden.
And those people.
At this moment, many people have flocked to the streets, setting up tables and bringing chairs, and there are even many beautiful girls wearing cool clothes and dancing.
Warmth, openness, and romance are Shen Yun's first impressions of the city.
He was dragged by Violia all the way to the square in front of the palace, where another Saint, Vilia's great-great-great-great-grandfather, Ambrose, was already standing.
"Hahaha." A burst of rough laughter came first, and the sturdy old man came up steadily, with a kind smile on his face, "I really want to thank you." β
"That's what I'm supposed to do." Shen Yun chuckled, "And I'm almost late, I'm really sorry." β
"That's not what I mean." The wrinkles on Ambrose's face were stretched a lot because of the smile, "The most beautiful flower in the world has finally found the soil suitable for her to take root and rely on, I can see all this while I am alive, how can I not thank you." β
"Grandfather!"
Verlia shouted in a slightly shy accentuated voice.
In exchange for more hearty laughter.
"Be drunk tonight, be drunk."
Ambrose kept a smile on his face, turned around and staggered towards the wine table that had been set up not far away.
Vilia was a little worried about his body.
But it didn't stop either.
"Grandfather's limit is in the past two years." She turned around, looked at Shen Yun and said softly, "Since I was born, he has been rejoicing for me and worrying about me, and now, he should be able to welcome the long sleep with confidence, thank you." β
β......β
Shen Yun shook his head lightly and did not speak.
He looked around.
There were already a lot of people around, men, women, and children, all quietly placing all kinds of things on the steps of the square.
There are money bags, there are brocade cloths, there are flowers, there are precious stones......
They looked at Shen Yun with awe and gratitude in their eyes.
For them.
Shen Yun is a savior, a protector, and even a person who can bring them stability and prosperity.
And in return.
They will also give their loyalty, their reverence, their praise, and even their all.
Shen Yun suddenly felt that he had a little more responsibility.
"Vilia, you should know the importance of propaganda warfare by now." He turned to look at the queen beside him, "Spread the news as soon as possible that the temple has surrendered to darkness and that we have two Great Sages, besides, you said earlier that you studied in the Magic Association for a while, see if you can invite them to send someone over, and ...... for the surrounding kingdoms with holy realms."
As he spoke, Shen Yun noticed that there was something wrong with Violia's expression.
Her eyelashes fluttered slightly, and her beautiful blue eyes seemed to be filled with some kind of increasingly vague emotion, and the thin lips tightly pursed and her bright red face showed that her heart was in some kind of patience and entanglement.
Ultimately.
She seemed to have made up her mind, getting closer and closer until her breath patted Shen Yun's face.
Shen Yun couldn't help but take a step back.
This expression is too similar to Xiao Jiu at night.
But Violia reached out her left hand and stroked his cheek, stopping him from moving away.
"Here, I'm the Queen." A murmuring voice floated from the red lips that were close at hand, and her beauty seemed to bloom completely at this moment, "So...... Please let me be willful. β
"Hmm......"
Shen Yun only had time to make a sound before his eyes widened slightly, feeling the softness on his lips.
He was forcibly kissed!?