After the words came, the Knights clapped their hands and the Templars outside the door entered one after another.

"Hey hey! I said you guys are gentle! I'm a serious wounded person, okay?"

A group of burly men with great force values ​​naturally could not learn anything lightly. They directly wrapped the little loli with the bedding, and one of them carried it out the door.

After leaving, there was a garden full of green grass. In a corner of the courtyard, a jacaranda tree with lush branches and leaves, purple blooming like a blooming brocade. I think it was the one I saw from the window.

Next to the Jacaranda trees is an ordinary hut. The grass around the walls is growing vigorously, with a few unknown wild flowers dotted among them. In such an elegant courtyard, it looks more and more fresh and elegant.

On the low white walls, there are vivid stone reliefs carved - mortals pray on the ground, the holy angels stretched out their wings, and golden light fell from the sky.

Outside the wall, there are seven-pointed stars on the spire of the church, and the mottled traces on the roof and walls seem to tell the long history of the church.

The silver-haired little loli, carried on the shoulders of an uncle, soon found herself passing through an ancient courtyard door. The scene in front was completely blocked by a tall figure, but in her perception, she could not stop a large convoy waiting quietly.

"Dragon Perception" - the name appears clearly in Leah's mind, and what follows is an incoherent picture.

The luxurious golden wine glass and the broken glass window... and the fat mage chasing behind him... and the small figure with long light golden hair on his back...

Thick white mist... The man in a black robe with a ferocious red and black mask... The heavy meteor hammer and the huge white axe... The tall figure blocking him had long pale hair...

"Dong!"

Lea, wrapped in bedding, was thrown rudely into the carriage, and the violent vibration and shaking interrupted the messy scenes.

A low voice whispered in his ear: "I don't care why you have a close relationship with the Saint, but you'd better not forget that she is the 'Saint of Light', the purest existence in the hearts of all the Holy Light believers, and not something you mortals can touch."

The tone was unprecedentedly stern and... a trace of murderous intent that could not be concealed.

The purple eyes were gently raised, but only a back covered with heavy armor was seen. The golden sunlight shone between the angel wings on the shoulder-pillars, bright and dazzling.

[Captain of the Templar? I don’t know what kind of existence it is…]

Liya has never been afraid of any opponent, but she will not speak harshly like some patients with second-second disease. No matter what kind of opponent she is, she can only evaluate after she has fought.

"Huh? Have they arranged you here?" The gentle voice was like the sunshine that had just cleared after the rain, making people feel unreasonable.

Lea turned her head and looked at the open carriage door...

The dazzling but not dazzling holy light covered the entire line of sight, making people unable to see the other person's appearance at all. They could only vaguely see a beautiful outline of light.

However, she did not protest any dissatisfaction this time, but said lightly: "You are here."

"Yes, I'm a little worried, so let's take a look." The voice in the holy light is not as arrogant as the saint as people imagine. Instead, it's more like the little sister next door chatting: "By the way, it's another new day. I'll help you check how your injury recovers."

"Okay, I want to get better soon, too." Liya agreed.

"Then I'll come in." Lian said as she got into the carriage on her own and encouraged her energeticly: "It's probably a bit difficult for you to recover from serious injuries like this...but I will do my best!"

The holy light gradually began to dissipate, and Liya exclaimed: "Hey, hey! If you have something to say, don't take off your clothes if you disagree, hey!"

"I'm not very good at controlling the saint's dress. It's too bright and inconvenient to wear it." Lian skillfully untie the knots, and the sacred dress slipped off her fair and tender shoulders, revealing her delicate collarbone: "Anyway, there are only you and me here, and you have seen me look like I don't wear clothes, it's okay!"

"But I will be hurt again if you do this!" The silver-haired little loli covered her eyes with one hand and her mouth and nose with the other, and protested in a muffled voice.

[This benefit is too fierce, the baby can't bear it!]

"Is it...is it true?" Lian paused and felt a little at a loss.

The saint's dress just fell off to the chest, and the seductive gullies and plump and perky hemispheres were exposed to the little loli's sight. The snow-white skin seemed to still have a faint light reflected into the purple eyes, and the dark pupils suddenly tightened at this moment.

"puff!"

Bright red liquid slowly poured out from between your fingers.

Seeing such a scene happening in front of me, the look on the Saint's face became flustered: "Oh! I'm really... hurt! It's because... I'm sorry!"

As she said that, she hurriedly formed seals with her hands, and a brilliant holy light emerged from the air.

However, Lian forgot that her hands were holding the dress before not letting it fall, and now both hands were gone... The holy dress embroidered with gold thread quietly slipped down, and the perfect ** suddenly appeared in front of the silver-haired little loli again!

"puff--!"

The rushing blood turned into a fountain of blood, gushing out from the stained fingers!

Swish!

Fortunately, the golden light column in the air fell in time, stopping the blood and blocking Liya's vision.

"Sir Saint? Are you okay?" Outside the closed carriage door, the voice of the Templar Gamulis came from the voice of the Knight Templar. The Knight Master noticed the fluctuations of the divine art.

"No...it's okay, I'll go out later!" Lian responded in a panic.

"Are you really okay?" Gamulis heard the abnormality from the Saint's voice, and couldn't help asking again anxiously, slapped the carriage door at the same time.

"Bang bang bang!"

"The departure time is almost here. Please ask the Saint to return to your car!" Gamulis outside the door gently pulled out the knight's sword from his waist: "I'll count three times. If you haven't come out yet, please forgive me for taking the liberty!"

"Don't! Wait a minute! I'll come out soon!" Knowing that the Templar's character was a sure thing, Lian shouted anxiously while pulling the saint's dress that had been taken to her feet.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, a mistake happened. The Saint was accidentally entangled by the hem of the skirt that was mopping the floor and fell on the silver-haired little loli!

“Um…”

"oops!"

"boom!"

The side door of the carriage was blown open hard, and then the Templar rushed in with a knight's sword!

However, what came into Gamulis's eyes was the respected Saint lying on the little silver-haired girl with a full body, fortunately her full chest was pressed tightly on the little girl's face...

"Why... haven't you counted three times?" Lian looked at the Knight Templar who was rushing in with an innocent look on his face.

"Holy Light!" Gamulis screamed and hurriedly left the door.

"Bang!"
Chapter completed!