Chapter 144 Succubus Son 11

　　Pelosius said: "So there is no need for you to hide your true self in front of me."

　　Uriel looked at him blankly.

Pelosius raised his hand as if to comfort him, but this time he did not simply touch his head. His fingers touched the small corner hidden in the black hair. Seeing that Uriel did not resist, he stroked it gently.

　　The devil's horn on the top of his head seemed to be a sensitive part, and Uriel shrank subconsciously.

　　Pelosius's eyes darkened slightly, and he retracted his hand as if calmly. He glanced at the tail behind the boy, which was also shrinking nervously. He moved his fingers, but showed no emotion, and said, "Even without that disguise, I I believe that no one will question your belief in the light."

　　There was no false comfort, Pelosius was telling the truth.

　　Even if he does not play the role of the so-called perfect son and does not have the mask of purity and gentleness, Uriel's power of faith is still firm and pure, and he will still run around because he wants to protect the believers of the light, so he is respected and respected by mankind.

　　After a long time, Uriel, whose expression changed several times, seemed to suddenly react. He stuttered in a rare way and asked in disbelief: "You can read minds. When did you do it?"

　　Pelosius He didn't hide anything: "When the ice soul rose blooms."

　　Uriel took a breath!

　　So, Hughes already knew about his blasphemous and filthy thoughts?

　　Uriel's eyes widened, almost dying of shame and anger.

　　Pelosius rarely felt guilty. He looked at the dumbfounded Uriel and promised: "Don't worry, I have a hunch that I will be able to master this skill quickly. I will not pry on you without permission." " Those thoughts."

　　"You know them all?"

　　Uriel asked tremblingly: "Did you hear my...those thoughts?"

　　Pelosius didn't know what Uriel was referring to, and he was unsure. Asked: "Are you talking about the quilt on the carriage that you don't want to wash, or did you mean--"

　　"Stop! I know, stop talking..."

　　Uriel interrupted him with despair and grabbed his sleeve, angrily. Gossamer took a breath and said: "I think if you keep talking, I will die here today."

　　Pelosius has been quite shocked by Uriel's voice these days, and he does have some joking thoughts. , but I didn't want to tease him too much and make Uriel really unhappy.

　　So he changed the subject calmly and said: "Okay, I won't talk anymore. Is your stomach feeling better?"

　　I don't know if he said it openly, as if a can was broken, Uriel put aside the pretense of the gentle saint. Face, he glanced at Pelosius aggrievedly, pursed his lips and said firmly: "It's not okay."

　　Seeing that Uriel was not really angry, some blood came back to the eroded pale lips, and his expression was naturally vivid. , a smile flashed in Pelosius's eyes, and he silently changed the healing technique to input divine power.

　　Uriel had received divine power before, and his body had long remembered it, so he did not reject it at all. What's more, those divine powers were so gentle and careful that they were perfectly integrated into his body.

　　Sensing the familiar power, Uriel was stunned for a moment, his expression relaxed, and his eyes were filled with dazzling light.

　　What Hughes said was true, he showed his true nature, but Hughes didn't mind at all.

　　I don't mind that he is a creature of darkness, I don't mind that he is a succubus but he is the Son of Light, I don't mind that he wears a mask, and I don't mind that he is real.

　　Why is Hughes so good?

　　Like the seeds of a large ice rose, all poured into the heart, and bloomed at the same moment. The blue translucent petals filled the entire heart. I really experienced what it means to be in full bloom.

　　Unable to hold back, Uriel smiled again, with the corners of his mouth as sweet as honey, and asked: "Why did you give me divine power?"

　　Pelosius withdrew his hand and said: "Next time when you are in estrus, come Find me."

　　Uriel understood it as another explosive meaning, and his long tail was almost tied into a knot with joy.

　　Miscellaneous thoughts and exciting images came up one after another, causing Pelosius, who shared his thoughts through contact, to uncontrollably jump between his eyebrows, and immediately withdrew his hand.

　　Looking at Uriel, whose ears were red and full of expectation, Pelosius calmed down his turbulent breathing without any trace, and explained calmly: "What I mean is that divine power is more effective than bright holy water, and it can suppress your... ...Estrus."

　　The heat on his face faded away like a tide. Uriel's fingers clenched the corner of the quilt unwillingly, and he couldn't even pretend to pretend, and said "oh" in a disappointed tone.

　　Succubi are lustful, and they long for pleasure with others from the very beginning. He has been playing the role of the holy son for three years, and it's not like he has really changed species. Anyway, Hughes understands his thoughts and knows Once his true nature is revealed, what's the use of hiding it.

　　What's more, since Hughes asked him not to pretend, he would show his true self to Hughes.

　　Seeing that Hughes knew his thoughts but remained so calm without showing any resistance, he probably wouldn't be scared away...

　　Wait!

　　Doesn't this mean that Hughes is also attracted to him! He might really become Hughes's forever companion and lover.

　　Uriel's eyes sparkled and his breathing quickened for a moment.

　　He looked at Pelosius steadily, with a hint of cunning flashing in his eyes, and grabbed the corner of Pelosius' clothes who was about to get up and leave.

　　The heart-shaped tail wrapped around Pelosius's wrist in time.

　　Pelosius lowered his eyes and glanced at the small heart gently shaking towards him on his wrist. He turned his gaze nonchalantly and looked at Uriel, asking with his eyes.

　　A few strands of smooth black hair fell from his shoulders. Uriel's delicate eyebrows were a little shy and he asked softly: "Seus, don't you have anything to say about my thoughts?"

　　For example, it doesn't matter, I accept you. An idea we could try or something like that?

　　Uriel's cheeks were flushed, but his eyes were looking at Pelosius expectantly without blinking, not shy at all like he looked on the surface.

　　Pelosius paused.

　　Uriel boldly grabbed Pelosius's hand and conveyed his thoughts to him.

　　He did not tell it directly, but schemingly recalled every bit of their relationship in his mind, such as the daily life in the small building, when he made desserts for Hughes, and Hughes planted flowers with him; for example, Hughes made flowers bloom for him; For example, Hughes knew what he was thinking, but did not alienate him; such as those small actions that perhaps even Hughes himself was not aware of.

After these memories passed by, Uriel said in his heart:

　　[You also like me a little bit, right? ]

　　Pelosius was silent for a little longer. After that, he slowly took Uriel's hand and looked at the pair of eyes full of stars and smiles that dimmed sadly, like abandoned precious flowers. , in an instant it lost its vitality and began to wither.

　　Taoxin stopped wagging her tail, let go of his wrist and fell onto the bed.

　　Something suddenly stabbed Pelosius in the heart. He did not refuse directly, but said: "...let me think about it, okay?"

　　Uriel nodded and watched Pelosius pat his figure as he came downstairs. , the corners of his mouth curled up in pleasure.

　　Hughes didn't refuse.

　　That's the side note, Hughes admitted what he said.

　　Uriel put away his horns and tail in a good mood. In fact, he could have put away his horns a long time ago, but as a qualified succubus, he is very sensitive to emotions. Since he noticed that Hughes liked it, how could he do it? Why don't you take the opportunity to gain favor?

　　...

　　Pelosius knew Uriel was right.

　　He does like Uriel somewhat. Although this love is not deep enough, it is real and cannot be ignored.

　　For a moment, he wanted to give it a try, but he quickly remembered that he was not the real human god "Xius", but a part of Pelosius, the god of light.

　　He couldn't remember the rest. He couldn't be sure of the God of Light's intentions in distinguishing him. He couldn't be sure when he would return to his true form. He couldn't be sure whether he would still be him after returning. Would merging with the God of Light make him disappear?

　　If he is destined to disappear, developing a relationship with Uriel is not a wise choice. Short-term happiness will be followed by long-term sorrow.

　　Therefore, Pelosius did not agree and planned to wait until he remembered the meaning of "Xius"'s existence.

　　Anyway, the speed of memory return has become much faster during this period. I believe it won't be long before the answer can be found.

　　But the answer was not found yet. Two days later, Morris found all the fallen elves who had left and asked Pelosius to go and have a look.

　　Uriel was naturally with him.

　　After the small episode two days ago, the atmosphere between the two has undergone subtle changes. The occasional casual eye contact seems to be mixed with something, making the air sweet.

　　In Uriel's own voice, they were in a period of ambiguity.

　　"Sius, are you right?"

　　Uriel smiled, his hand hanging by his side swinging, always in slight contact with Pelosius.

　　Pelosius gave him a helpless look. Ever since he told Uriel that he didn't have to hide his true nature, Uriel had completely let himself go and was extra bold and bold. He even deliberately let him hear his inner voice and teased him endlessly.

　　I don't know if I'm shooting myself in the foot.

　　Uriel looked at him innocently, his tail peeked out from under his clothes, and he gently rubbed his hand with his heart.

　　The peach heart at the tip of the tail is soft, like a loving little steamed bun, trying its best to tease him.

　　It was a little itchy to be rubbed, but Pelosius' eyebrows jumped twice. They were on the way to Ron's Hotel now, and there were elves everywhere. This was the tail that symbolized the devil. How could Uriel be so bold?

　　Pelosius looked around and made sure that no one was looking here. Everyone was doing their own thing.

　　He didn't look sideways, but he grabbed the nice little peach heart with his backhand and squeezed it gently, as if as punishment.

　　"Uh--"

　　The tail and horns are both sensitive parts, especially the tip of the tail. When pinched like that, even if the force is not strong, a numb and trembling feeling will spread from the tip of the tail to the whole body, and Uriel's whole body will be shaken. Trembling, he almost screamed out in the street. He bit his lip to swallow the sound and looked at Pelosius helplessly.

　　Pelosius looked away, thinking that Uriel was strong on the outside but strong on the inside. He was frightened after a little intimidation and curled his lips calmly.

　　Just as he was about to let go of his hand to comfort him, he suddenly heard Uriel's shy voice again.

　　[It's so exciting. Does Hughes actually like this? ]

　　[Well, it's not impossible for me. ]

　　Pelosius: "...?"

　　Another messy picture came to Uriel's mind.

　　Pelosius flicked his wrist and almost pinched his heart again. He took a deep breath, let go of Uriel's tail, and stood aside without leaving a trace, with deep thoughts flashing in his eyes.

　　It seems... Uriel's nature is more "unrestrained" than he imagined.

　　So was it a wrong decision to tell Uriel that he could read minds?

　　Chapter 145 The Succubus Son 12

　　It was not convenient for others to know about this matter. Ron prepared a separate room. To his surprise, in addition to Morris and Ron, there was also a person wearing a holy robe in the room.

　　Maurice was too embarrassed to go see Uriel and asked Ron to introduce him.

　　"The Divine Envoy of Hughes, Holy Son of Uriel, this is the Holy Son of Light in Dali Town, Holy Son of Angus."

　　Angus seemed to be sick, his face was a little pale, contrasting with the white robe on his body, It covers up a bit very well.

　　He glanced at Uriel inadvertently, his eyes flickered, and he quickly looked away, his posture unchanged: "Angel of Seuss, Holy Son of Uriel, good day."

　　Pelosius suppressed the deep thought in his eyes, The memory is actually touched by this name?

　　Uriel's smile slowly disappeared, and his fingers twitched for a moment, but he quickly reacted, and the smile he raised again was gentle and polite, without any mistakes, and he nodded and said: "Holy Son of Angus."

　　Others may not notice it, Pei Losius sensed Uriel's displeasure immediately. He looked at Uriel's clenched fingertips and frowned.

　　Uriel knows Angus?

　　Before Pelosius could observe any more, Angus over there spoke again.

　　"I also discovered the situation in the Elf Forest, but I didn't expect you two to move so quickly. It's a pity that I couldn't help."

　Angus sighed and felt a little embarrassed: "I really want to know what the dark plan is, so I shamelessly asked Ron to bring me here. I hope that Divine Envoy Hughes and Holy Son Uriel will not be angry. If it is true, If it's not convenient, I'll just stay in the room and wait for you."

　　Ron said disapprovingly: "Holy Son Angus, you helped us find the remaining fallen elves despite your illness. You just came to watch the Lord God's interrogation. Why is it inconvenient?"

　　Uriel's smile froze, and he felt like he smelled a strong smell of tea.

　　He lowered his eyes to cover up the flash of vigilance in his eyes, pursed his lips and smiled, and said warmly: "Yes, Ron is right, Holy Son Angus helped even though he was sick, so why didn't he help? I He didn't even have the respect for Hughes, so how could he be angry at such a natural request?"

　　Uriel tilted his head and looked at Angus in confusion, as if he really didn't understand why Angus said that.

　　Yes, Uriel is famous for being kind and tolerant, and Hughes is the envoy of light. They are not people who would be angry over such a trivial matter.

　　Ron and Morris were stunned for a moment, looking at Angus strangely.

　　Angus's embarrassed expression froze for a second, and there was a vague look on his face, but everyone could see the grievance. He whispered: "Holy Son, God's envoy, I didn't mean it. I'm really sorry. Maybe it's these two people." I was born sick and my head was a little confused, so I spoke casually and didn't word

　　my words carefully. It was my fault. "The implication is that you said you are not stingy, but you know that I am sick, so why do you still find fault with my words.

　　Uriel almost fainted from the smell of tea.

　　Pelosius lowered his eyes and saw Uriel clenching his hand again, and there might be a few dazzling red marks on the white and soft palm.

　　Before Uriel spoke, Pelosius' golden eyes glanced coldly at Angus, who froze on the spot for a moment.

　　"As the Holy Son, every word and deed is related to the majesty of the god. How can you speak at will? Angus, your faith does not seem to be firm."

　　The Holy Son is elected by the temple according to the affinity of the light power, and the divine envoy But it was decided by the gods themselves, and they can be called the gods' representatives in the world, above all believers.

　　To a certain extent, "Xius"'s words are the words of the God of Light.

　　The most important thing for a believer is faith in God. If this sentence spreads... everything he has worked hard for during this time will be in vain!

　　Angus' face was extremely pale.

　　Ron was sweating under the weight of the heavy air. He looked at each other and Morris said, "It's getting late. The two holy sons, Archangel Hughes, let's go down."

　　Pelosius withdrew his implicit threat. He looked down and nodded: "Yes."

　　Ron and Morris hurriedly led the way, Angus followed eagerly, and Pelosius and Uriel were at the end.

　　The palm of my hand was lightly scratched by something.

　　[Is Hughes helping me on purpose? right? right? ]

　　Pelosius clasped Uriel's troubled finger, spread his palm, looked at the few red crescents, frowned, and warned: "Never hurt yourself for others."

　　Uriel Seeing Pelosius's eyes sparkling, he curved his lips and smiled. The little chicken nodded and communicated with Pelosius from his heart.

　　It was completely different from the tit-for-tat confrontation with Angus. He was not falsely gentle and his tone was soft.

　　[So did you help me on purpose just now? 】

　　Pelosius has no choice but to acquiesce, why can't he acquiesce?

　　"Yes."

　　Uriel narrowed his eyes with a satisfied smile, and his eyes were faintly red with extreme pleasure.

　　Pelosius lowered his head and used his precious divine power to heal the little crescent moon in Uriel's palm without feeling anything wrong at all.

　　There are seven fallen elves in total. According to Morris, the last two traces disappeared outside the Elf Forest. It was not easy to find them after the clues were cut off. It was Angus who discovered the plight of the Elf Forest and took the initiative to help find them.

　　In order to prevent them from escaping, Ron and Morris unanimously decided

　　to be imprisoned in the underground dungeon of the hotel.

　　This dungeon has been closed for a long time, it is dark and damp, and the air does not smell very good.

　　Ron led the way and explained: "This was the dungeon used to imprison traitors during the War of the Gods. It has not been used since. I never thought it would be useful one day."

　　Morris also sighed.

　　Although it is a dungeon, the elves have always been gentle and friendly, and the fallen elves are not living too badly. There is a cell for each fallen elf, and there are elves who take care of them and calm their emotions.

　　Under Maurice's nervous gaze, Pelosius examined the fallen elves one by one.

　　"How's it going? Divine Envoy Hughes, where is the source?"

　　Pelosius looked at one of the fallen elves who looked at him angrily, frowned and said, "The source is in him, but the darkness has erased part of his memory. All I know is that they ate some kind of pollutant and spread it to other elves through some way. This kind of pollutant prevented them from cutting off their connection with the mother tree even if they fell, allowing themselves to become a medium and pollute the mother tree."

　　Ron looked at it complicatedly . After taking a look at the elf, he opened his mouth and said: "Hermes Envoy, he is my friend. He often comes to the hotel to help. He has a good personality. Perhaps he was bewitched by the darkness. He..."

　　Pelosius Knowing what Ron meant by what he didn't finish, he thought about it and said, "Just use enough light power to purify it."

　　Morris breathed a sigh of relief.

　　They now have two Holy Sons here who have been favored by the gods, as well as the God Envoy. The light power should be enough, right?

　　Uriel stepped forward