Honey, It’s Time To Take Your Medicine!

  Chapter 197 Saint Green (2)

  O'Neill couldn't understand what the impulse in his heart was.

Sister Agatha is in her fifties. Although she has good skin care skills, she can still see some wrinkles on her face, and her skin is not as delicate and smooth as Inas, but the inexplicable O'Neill suddenly felt that Agatha The nun exuded an infinite charm, attracting him to approach.

  Suddenly a strong urge to possess Agatha emerged in his heart.

  And no matter what it is, for O'Neill, he can get it if he wants it, and he must get it.

   There was a gentle smile on his face: "Sister Agissa, I want to sleep with you tonight."

Agatha was a little surprised, but soon a gentle smile appeared on her kind face and she gently stroked O'Neill's hair, as if she was facing her own child: "My Lord O'Neill, now You are no longer a child, you should learn to sleep by yourself."

She was a little surprised that O'Neill suddenly made this request. After all, since four years ago, O'Neill has been able to sleep alone without her company and has become an excellent man. She doesn't understand why he suddenly brought it up again now. .

  Ah, by the way, it must be the uneven ground, the raging night wind, the simple tents, the neighing of mosquitoes... All these will make His Royal Highness the Holy Son feel deeply uncomfortable after leaving the Imperial City of Orville for the first time.

  This kind of terrible environment is simply a kind of torture for His Royal Highness the Holy Son.

  His Royal Highness Son will be afraid because of this, and it is normal to need company.

   Agatha feels that as a nun who has been taking care of His Highness the Son, she should give comfort at this time.

  So, she changed her words: "Okay, His Royal Highness, but only this time."

  O'Neill laughed.

  When she saw the smile of the Holy Son, Agatha's body trembled inexplicably. She always felt that His Highness the Holy Son's familiar smile made her hair stand on end.

   Agatha was a little confused about her feelings, but she didn't have much time to think about it. O'Neill had already grabbed her hand and got into the tent.

  As soon as he arrived in the tent, O'Neill set up a sound-proof barrier with his hand. The next second, he swung his arm vigorously, and Agatha's body fell directly on the bed.

Such a rough action made Aijiasha's face full of fear. She didn't understand why the gentle and gentleman Son of God would become like this. She subconsciously wanted to struggle, but the rock-yellow chains had already come from under her body. Sprawling, directly wrapped around the body.

  Ai Jiasha vaguely understood what was about to happen, and her face had turned pale.

  Big eyes filled with deep fear, she began to struggle desperately, and the chains on her body collided with a crisp sound.

   "No, Lord Son, you can't do this, it's blasphemy..."

The Earth Mother Church and the Holy See have the same rules. The Holy Son and the Holy Maiden must keep their bodies pure and pure before they leave this title at the age of thirty. It was regarded as disrespect to the gods and sent to the stake.

   Profanity?

   These two words seemed to have offended a certain sensitive nerve of O'Neill.

  Looking at Ai Jiasha who is constantly struggling, is this resisting herself?

  A fiery tyranny surged in O'Neill's chest:

   "Surrender, bitch!"

  …

   On the other side, Inas bit his lips lightly with his teeth.

  She is an orphan.

  Because she showed good beauty and talent in magic since she was a child, she was adopted as an adopted daughter by the mother of O'Neill, the patriarch at the time.

  She has been indoctrinated that O'Neill is her destined husband, and she must obey him, take care of him, and protect his ideas.

  Because of the brainwashing all the time, she doesn't think there is any problem with this. In name, she is a saint and O'Neill's lover, but in fact she is more like a pet.

   Onion is like her master, facing Onion's order, Inas has no way to refuse.

   It’s just that, anyway, Inas has reached this age. Although the education received by the saint is very strict, she has already begun to know something ignorantly.

  Seeing O'Neill bring Agatha into the tent, she felt a little uncomfortable.

  It's like being blocked by something, and it hurts to breathe.

  She didn't know where she had angered O'Neill, but she clearly obeyed her, no matter what O'Neill asked, she would completely obey the other party's orders.

   O'Neill's sudden change of attitude towards him made Inas very uncomfortable.

Inas didn't know it at all, it was this obedient attitude that made O'Neill have no interest in her. In O'Neill's view, Innes already belonged to him, and he could not arouse the slightest conquest at all. Desire, not even the urge to possess.

   A few seconds passed, Inas shook her head slightly, a smile appeared on her face.

Maybe I just think too much, Miss Agatha is very old, and O'Neill's mother is too young, maybe O'Neill just wants to act like a baby in Miss Agatha's arms again, just like It was like that when I was a child.

  Poor saint, she didn't even know that there was already a green hat on top of her long brown hair.

   It is different from the big prince and Karthus, but the color is the same.

  …

"what?"

   "Did the silk thread drawn from my soul enter O'Neill's body?"

   On the other side, Sylph curled up in Qin Chu's arms, her face was full of surprise and even a little worried after hearing the news.

  Although O'Neill is a piece of rubbish, which makes Sylve very disgusted, but this guy's identity is very important anyway.

  If the silk thread invades O'Neill's body, causing some bad effects on O'Neill, or even mutating, and finally dies like Karthus, the consequences will be disastrous.

  The former master of the Mother Earth Sect will definitely go berserk.

  If Qin Chu and himself are investigated again, their lives may be in danger.

Qin Chu shrugged his shoulders indifferently: "Why should you care about grabbing, even O'Neill doesn't know what happened. It just so happens that we lack an experimental subject, so we can see what happens when these things invade a normal human body. What effect."

   "Unfortunately, the observation sample I have is only this one, maybe I need to take another one from Sylph's soul."

   After a slight pause, Qin Chu suddenly said to Saya in his mind: "By the way, Miss Saya, can you help me observe the situation of O'Neill?"

  Saya snorted and left with some dissatisfaction.

  As for Sylph, her pretty face was blushing. Of course, she knew what Qin Chu meant.

  Her breathing became short, and her beautiful eyes sparkled with anticipation... and this anticipation seemed to be not just because it could reduce the degree of erosion.

   She seemed hungry for more.

  Although Qin Chu rejected her several times these days, she always made sure that she was in a state of preparation.

  …

  In the night, Saya was flying in the air.

   He was quite dissatisfied with Qin Chu instructing him to do this and that, and kept mumbling in his mouth.

   Not long after, Saya's figure had appeared near the camp where the Earth Mother Cult was stationed.

  Earth Mother Sect, Holy See, and the three major powers of the royal family have arranged personnel to accompany them.

  The Holy See has one hundred paladins, plus an archbishop, and the royal family is led by Moulton with one hundred and fifty elite royal guards.

  The number is not too much, but the strength of each of these people is quite good.

Only the Mother Earth Sect is particularly bloated, with 300 people in all aspects, of which there are nearly 100 nuns who are responsible for the basic necessities of the Son Onion, and the rest are quite good masters , is responsible for protecting the safety of the Son of O'Neill.

   They seem to have only come to **** O'Neill on a tour.

O'Neill's tent is not difficult to find, the most luxurious tent is, it seems to be afraid that O'Neill will be cold at night, and worried that the smoke from the fire in the camp will irritate O'Neill's nasal passages, so Mother Earth The people of the divine religion arranged a circle of bonfires around the camp of the Son of God to ensure that the entire camp was always warm and would not be affected by the smoke.

  The entire camp was sealed by the guards at 360 degrees. Without the order of the Holy Son, even the Holy Maiden could not approach.

  The tent was very quiet, and all sounds were apparently blocked by a soundproof barrier.

  Saya's consciousness invaded the tent, and she frowned slightly when she saw the picture inside.

   Agatha is dead.

   There are still a few clear finger prints on her neck. She was strangled to death by O'Neill.

  O'Neill has a very obvious disgust on his face, it can even be said to be disgusting.

He didn't know what was going on with him either. Before he got Agatha, his heart was filled with a strong urge to possess this woman... But once Agatha was really possessed, three minutes later, deep in his heart Only an indescribable emptiness remained.

  Looking at Ai Jiasha's face, the more she looked at it, the more disgusted she became, and the more she looked at it, the more irritable she became.

   Then, while Ai Jiasha was screaming, she broke her neck, and she was out of sight and out of mind.

  O'Neill never noticed that his eyes had turned scarlet, and there was even a distorted smile on the corner of his mouth.

  That kind of appearance made Saya slightly startled in his heart, faintly visible, Saya seemed to feel the shadow of Karthus in O'Neill... However, there are subtle differences between the two existences.

  …

   This side is the territory of monsters.

   A dark corner.

  A tall and handsome young man was cutting up the corpse of a beast with a sharp knife.

  Seeing the **** slices of meat in his hand, the young man frowned, but he still stuffed it into his mouth after all.

  He really wants to enjoy the barbecue but can't, this is the territory of monsters, the two of them are in the position of being hunted down, once they start a fire, they are likely to be noticed by the monsters tracking them.

  The smell of blood and smell made the man frown, and he had the urge to vomit. When did he suffer like this?

  The abdomen rolled violently.

  But he could only suppress the feeling of nausea, swallowing fresh flesh and blood into his stomach mouthful.

   Then, he handed some sliced ​​meat to a petite girl next to him.

   "Eileen, you can eat some too..."

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