"..."
Saint Selos walked forward in silence, didn't speak for a long time, walked steadily and slowly, with his eyelashes drooping peacefully, silent, as if he didn't hear her words at all.
The vampire girl followed him slowly with her hands behind her back, glanced at the golden and white robes, and licked her little fangs viciously: "Well, but I also want to thank the Pope for his hospitality, the taste of blood is really good... I will rely on it in the future." Feed me, Your Majesty."
St. Selos moved away the godless beautiful pupils, and the eyes fell to one side without focus. He opened his lips and asked unhurriedly: "The scepter is not good, but the Pope's seal is fine. Do you need that?"
Yun Xia blinked and realized that what he was talking about was the matter of borrowing the scepter from him just now.
She took two steps forward and looked at the Pope's expression.
Saint Selos's eyelashes are long and light-colored, and the pupils below are clear and beautiful, exuding purity, and he looks forward purely and peacefully.
Yun Xia couldn't help smiling, raised her eyebrows, and said slowly, "Your Majesty, don't change the subject... The people in the temple fed the blood of the vampires, does that count as a private affair?"
Although she was the one who went to St. Cyrus first.
But the Pope didn't refuse either.
Instead, he agreed to the deal, and just after praying, he even fed her blood.
Recalling the sweet taste of blood, the girl licked her little fangs again.
As she spoke, she suddenly raised her white and tender chin, and said cheerfully: "Then I'm really amazing, the person I hooked up with is actually you, the Pope..."
Saint Selos stopped in his tracks.
He stared straight ahead without expression.
Yun Xia also stopped, blinking innocently, looking at the light gold and snow-white robes, the man's profile was beautiful and pure, the gold chain of the pocket watch hung down, and the sleeves of the snow-white robes were embroidered with gold threads, The slender figure said nothing.
Looking from the side, the ultimate beauty is not diminished, the bridge of the nose is high and straight, the lip color is light like a sickly beauty, the complexion is fair, the eyelashes are slender, and it looks like a statue of a god when it is quiet.
Yun Xia stared blankly.
... Really worthy of being a legendary figure.
The two of them remained silent for a while, and there was a moment of silence in the corridor.
Seeing that the pope just stopped but didn't speak, Yun Xia thought to himself, this person won't be angry.
The temple has always been quiet and peaceful, and as the pope, his heart is pure and his emotions hardly fluctuate. Is it possible that you will really get angry because of a joke
She raised her hand in surrender: "Okay, I won't say anything, you won't go back on your word, don't give me blood."
She muttered: "Your Majesty, don't you get angry now? I was just joking."
"..."
Saint Selos breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed the sacred scepter with his fingertips, and said slowly: "I'm not angry, and the agreed deal will not be changed at will, Your Majesty can rest assured."
He lowered his eyelashes and walked again, "It's just that the temple is clean. As a priest, I believe in light, so please don't make jokes that are not in line with etiquette. After our deal is confirmed, I will also inform all temple personnel. "
Yun Xia looked at those clear and pure eyes, pursed her lips, and said obediently.
The Pope... seems to be really holy in heart and has no other thoughts at all.
She didn't know why she was suddenly a little lost, she lowered her head and stroked her hair.
Well, she didn't tell him how it felt when he was sucking blood, but directly let him feel that... It seemed a bit unkind.
After all, that's not proper etiquette.
(end of this chapter)