What is Orans?

A Paladin of the Holy See! The status is second only to that of a bishop.

But now that he was being scolded by a little attendant, this humiliation could not be washed away by the water of all the lakes and seas, and he really wanted to pinch and explode this eye-catching thing, like pinching an annoying mosquito to death.

But he can't act rashly, this is the castle of Mannde, and the strength of Malede on a summer night is known throughout ancient Europe.

"I'm sorry."

Ollans could only apologize.

He was tense, his golden eyes stared at the girl who was watching the show, and every word seemed to be squeezed out of his lungs-

"The Great Ancestor of the Bloodline is above, and I, Oranth, want to dedicate my heart and loyalty to Miss Lilian......" It is really a test for a paladin who has been immersed in the Holy See for half his life to honor the Bloodline.

"Poof." Looking at Orans' slightly distorted expression, the fairy smiled, as if the former had brought her great pleasure.

Squire: "Human, you don't seem reluctant?" "How the hell does this guy get through censorship?

"What is the name of Miss, you are going to call Miss Lillian - master!"

The squire continued to rebuke Orans, and then said to the fairy, "Miss Lilian, the villain strongly recommends that you punish this human so that he will remember your majesty deeply. ”

"Is that so?" The immortal coughed and straightened his posture.

His chin was slightly raised to look at Orans, and a soft snort immediately sounded from the mouth of the arrogant girl.

"Orans, kneel!"

Orans' body stiffened, like an immutable fossil.

The attendant stood beside the immortal, his eyes fixed on him coldly.

In such a situation, the weak Ollans slowly knelt down on one knee.

Xianxian kicked off the high heels while holding down the corner of her skirt, and stepped on the man's face with her snow-white feet.

"Orlans, call the master twice?"

“……”

The world of Orans has collapsed.

"Lord, master." The past three seconds seemed like three years had passed, and finally, he exclaimed. The depths of the voice were full of depression and invisibly aggrieved anger.

Lillian has changed, she used to be arrogant and vicious, and she is tainted with the same amount of blood as any blood.

Now she is even more arrogant and worse! But like a seductive witch!

Whether it was the bewitching that flowed from the corners of her eyes, or her pure smile from time to time, or the hand in the critical position, and the act of stepping on his face, it was so angry and fascinating.

Looking at the blonde man who had lost his soul, Xian Xian waved his hand to the attendant, "You go down, that's enough, I'm going to take my blood servant back to the room." ”

"Yes, Miss Lillian." The attendant retreated respectfully.

Xianxian led Orans back to the room.

It's daytime, and the summer night has gone back to sleep in the coffin on the fifth floor.

The curtains were drawn, and the girl's boudoir was clean and bright, with a huge ruby on the dresser, and a goose-down bed with many red dresses.

As soon as the door closed, Orance straightened up and crossed the room with angry golden eyes, and he loudly rebuked the girl for her depravity.

"Turns out, that's why you missed the appointment! Lillian, so you're obsessed with the riches of the Bloodline! ”

Xianxian kicked off his high heels and stepped on the soft carpet, turned back and smiled at Orans: "Are you angry? Orans, are you in love with me? If you don't love me, what are you angry about, you have to know that I have always been vicious, what's wrong with releasing pigeons, I will do it next time. ”