Chapter Twenty-Three: A Wonderful Morning

The early morning in Banki Town is as lively as ever. Regardless of the fatigue of the trek, the foot vendors who came from thousands of miles appeared early in the market area of Banji. The face is full of bold or flattering bright smiles, and there is no trace of tiredness, only through the dark circles under the eyes and the faint bloodshot in the whites of the eyes, you can see a hint of clues.

At this time, the Titar Church welcomed its first guests every day.

Some small and medium-sized birds have gathered in fixed places where they get up every day to hunt.

Accompanied by the ugly crows of crows, the shrilling songs of finches and some other weird animal calls.

The dilapidated Tital Church starts the day.

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The second floor of the church.

The deepest cramped room was bathed in the first pale golden rays of the morning.

A warm, bright golden glow shined through the rusted glass window and onto the single bed near the window.

The charming woman lying on the bed, shining in the sun, looks extraordinarily peaceful and calm.

However, this is not the case.

The woman has waist-length hair like golden waves, a beautiful and seductive face, and a fiery figure that can't be hidden even if it is covered with a thick quilt.

At this time, this woman is not so good.

The long, beautiful blonde hair was clinging to the woman's forehead, neck, and bare back with sweat.

The slender eyes are closed, the eyelids are constantly shaking, the two thin eyebrows are constantly beating, and the tightly wrinkled beautiful forehead is constantly rolling down the big beads of sweat.

The seductive plump lips were pursed together vigorously at this time, and a faint small wound that seemed to have been cut by something sharp could be seen, and a faint bloodshot seeped out of it.

The pale, little face has an unstoppable expression of pain that wants to be well cared for, showing that the beautiful woman is having an unknown nightmare at this time.

Coupled with her extremely fast irregular shaking, she looked like she was suffering from generalized spasms and convulsions.

The woman was experiencing great pain at this time, the pores of her body were constantly growing, and a steady stream of hot sweat came out, soaking the quilt and bed sheets, and her graceful body loomed.

This woman is none other than the coquettish nun who went crazy here last night, Paris.

Paris rolled over in pain, revealing a deep wound in her neck artery.

Like it had been bitten by a wild beast, two deep circular tooth marks.

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It's right next door to Sister Paris's bedroom.

Kyleus's bedroom.

At this time, the wild elf girl Cheryl, rubbing her sleepy-eyed bewitching eyes, half sat on the only bed in the room, her lazy expression matched with her fiery body that was a little hotter than Paris, full of great attraction to the opposite sex, and even to the same sex.

As soon as Kylelius entered the door, the girl woke up as if by reflex, straightened up, and greeted the god in her mind, despite the fact that she had almost no clothes on her.

Kylelius sat down on the bed, looked at the beautiful picture in front of him, and smiled proudly.

'It's a rare treasure. As he thought so, Kylelius stretched out his strong and extremely long arms, put his arms around the seductive natural Yuyi, and led her into his majestic embrace, tightly.

"Feed me. Kylelius felt the plump and soft body of the wild elves in his arms, no, far better than the plump and soft bodies of the abyssal succubi, and commanded the girl.

The girl still had a faint lazy expression that hadn't woken up.

The Wild Elf Maiden did not answer Kyrlius.

But it was not because she had not heard or was dissatisfied with the orders or orders of Kyrlius.

The girl stretched out her hands and picked up the exquisite home-cooked meal that Kylelius had brought up from downstairs, although it was not luxurious, and served Kellius carefully, not noticing that Kylelius was playing with her hands.

It was a small table like a coffee table, an old thing from the warehouse downstairs, which Kellius had found and used as a dining table.

The rectangular table can accommodate up to six people to eat – a maximum number of clergy at the church's permanent presence here.

However, in the last ten years, churches with only two people have obviously not used this thing, and the altar of the chapel downstairs is generally used as a dining table, which can be regarded as a communion.

There are three kinds of food on the table, which are:

A kind of bread that looks like a baguette, but it's not as hard as the shijie's bread, and it's obviously softer.

A milk soup with radish, potatoes, and beef.

Zuihou is a vegetable that looks like a wild vegetable, but it tastes good.

The food is a long-term order of the church from the small family-style restaurants in the surrounding area, breakfast, lunch and dinner, three meals a day, including supper and drinks, and the church obtains the food in this way, and of course pays for it.

The plants and animals of this shijie are divided into two kinds, one is the animals and plants that are gradually eroded by the magic of the free state filled with the atmosphere and become demonic, which are called demonic beasts and demonized plants respectively. The other is that ordinary animals and plants that have not been eroded by magic, most of them are similar to that shijie, and these are mostly bred and grown by artificial breeding, so they are less eroded by natural magic.

By the way, most of the war horses used by the army are not Warcraft, but the second type of ordinary war horses, of course, the mounts of officers and generals are not counted.

Therefore, the cavalry in the army cannot be regarded as "knights", at most they can only be regarded as cavalry.

'Won't the nun eat?' was the doubt in Cheryl's mind at this time, but with the degree of adoration and respect she had for Kellius, she would never have asked such a question, for in her mind the nun was a real outsider.

"Sister Paris, yesterday she violated the precepts of the Church (intending to assassinate a high-ranking clergyman, although it was only a speculation by Kellius, and there was no evidence), and offended the majesty of God (Kellius, as the parish priest of Banji Town, the highest religious member of this town, said that he is God's spokesman in Banji), I punished her on behalf of Titar Bixia, she should still be under torture, and she should be waiting for her to come out for breakfast. It was as if he had read the question in the girl's mind, and he casually answered her unspoken question, and told the true lie without any guilt.

Cheryl's body trembled slightly, and her delicate little face flushed.

It wasn't because Kylelius' hands were teasing Cheryl's beautiful young body.

"You deserve it!" Cheryl said with a monstrous expression on her face, gritting her teeth. It's like Mother Paris has done something unforgivable.

In Cheryl's eyes, the nun, who was suffering greatly at the moment, had obviously done something unforgivable.

In the girl's distorted view of shijie, Kylelius is a god.

To offend God is to offend Kyleus, her master.

The punishment for offending her master was not enough.

The death penalty is the lowest bottom line.

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