In the evening, when the two Kyrlius returned to the church, he let Bellamy leave. Because there were not enough bedrooms in the church, Bellamy had been staying in a nearby inn since he joined Kyrlius.

The priest, who walked into the church on his own, found that it was not only Miss Cheryl who greeted him today, but also another person here. It's not Paris, who doesn't usually come out to greet the priest, but the girl from the Debich family, Lise Debisch.

"Dear Lis, why are you here, it's so late, is there anything to do with me?" said Kylelius, looking at the beautiful girl dressed in a plain dress, and reaching out to skillfully catch Cheryl, who had always swooped over. However, although it is a simple dress, it is only compared to what she usually wears, and her dress can be regarded as a high-end product in a middle-class family.

"Good night, Lord Kyrlius. When Lisi saw Kyleus, she first made a noble lady salute, and gently lifted the hem of her skirt to greet Kyleus. The elegant posture shows the nobility and elegance of the aristocratic lady vividly at this moment.

Although she was too surprised by Cheryl's actions in her opinion, she was also a little dissatisfied with the bottom of her heart. However, the aristocratic etiquette that was deep in her bones made her know that she could not make any actions and expressions that might make people feel jealous at this time.

So Lisy ignored Cheryl's provocative gaze in the priest's arms, and calmly replied to Kellius: "I am very sorry about Miss Lycia. Please pay your respects. My elder brother - His Excellency Baron de Bisch - asked me to greet you and at the same time brought me the deep condolences of our Debich family. ”

Lis's opening social rhetoric made Kylelius frown unconsciously, but then he adjusted his mood. After all, others came to express condolences and greetings, although it was very unpleasant for Kelelius to mention it, and he didn't know how much sincerity the baron had, and what intentions were behind the sincerity.

Although Kyrlius did not like this false etiquette, he would not show it in his face at this time.

He also responded in a similar social tone: "Miss Lis, thank Your Excellency Baron for your greetings. Please be sure to convey to His Excellency the Baron afterwards the gratitude of my heart. The cold tone without emotion showed that he was very impatient at this time.

Kylelius looked at Lis, who had unconsciously walked up to him. After frowning, he asked, "Miss Lis." Do you have anything else to do today?" means that if there is nothing you can leave, and if there is something you can say quickly.

Lisi suddenly seemed to have encountered something unspeakable, a faint flush appeared on her delicate and beautiful little face, and a pair of slender hands gently pinched the hem of her skirt. Keep clenching and relaxing, and so on and so on.

"Lord Kyleus. We haven't seen each other for four or five days......" Lisi said softly like a mosquito cry. Such an explicit hint is too shameful for this young and extremely educated aristocratic socialite.

"Oh......" said Kyrlius, who suddenly understood what he meant, with a mocking and somewhat malicious expression on his face. The flush on Lis's face, who had been paying attention to his expression, intensified.

Kylelius let go of Cheryl in his arms, reached out and pinched Lise's smooth chin, and gently lifted her head. Smiling at her beautiful eyes, which were constantly dodging her gaze, Kyrlius smiled a little wickedly.

"Miss me? Lis, I haven't seen you become more beautiful in a few days. Kylelius stroked Lis's blushing little face with his thick palm. The well-maintained skin from the small brocade clothes and jade food made Kylelius feel a burst of silky touch.

"Of course I miss you, my Lord Kyleus, and my brother won't let me bother you these days because of Miss Lycia's affairs. It wasn't until yesterday that I begged my brother to come to see you to-day, after learning of Miss Licia's burial. Lis, who was full of grievances, flashed her pure and charming eyes, and pouted Yin Hong's small mouth to tell Kylelius what she had missed in the past few days.

'Damn bad woman, if you dare to talk to the priest like this in front of me, you will not be happy in the future. Thinking so, Cheryl stared at Lis, who was talking to the priest aggrievedly, with a hateful expression on her face.

However, her thoughts clearly did not interfere with Kyleus, and just as she was about to speak to attract Kyleus's attention, the priest waved her back upstairs. At this time, the wild elf girl who also became aggrieved, even if she was unwilling in her heart, but the unconditional obedience to Kylelius in the depths of her soul still made her reluctantly step on the old staircase.

Kylelius put his arms around the shy Liss and gently stroked her smooth shoulder, "I miss you too, Lis." Let's go to the room inside, this is not the place to talk. With that, he led Lis, who did not resist, into the confessional room on the first floor.

Entering the confessional room, Kyrlius naturally went straight to the point, opening his big mouth to kiss Lis's tender lips, while releasing all restraints from the two of them in the frenzy. Today, once again the anger aroused by Clenon and the inner fire aroused by Lucy, Callius desperately needed to vent.

In the dim and cramped confessional room, two smooth bodies were entangled and collided with each other with sweat and hot breathing. Like a seductive breath from hell, like a holy hymn from heaven.

Here, Kelelius vents the tremendous stress of the events of the past day, while Liz is pouring out the pain of longing that she has not seen for a long time. This pair of men and women, who have not seen each other for many days, are like lovers immersed in love at this time, constantly asking for warmth and dedicating their souls to each other.

The resounding of the Chapel of Order continued into the middle of the night, when Liz and Kylelius finally ended the fierce battle.

At this moment, Kylelius hugged each other from the bench in the confessional room, and could even feel the two bodies beating against each other, and the two of them were feeling the aftermath of the fierce battle.

"Lord Kyleus, my brother wants to see you tomorrow. At this time, Lis, whose face was red and sweaty, clung to the strong muscles of Kyrlius, felt the warm embrace, and said to the priest quietly. (To be continued......)