Don’t Confiscate My Citizenship: Chapter 628 Lan Qi doesn\'t believe it will explode one day.
Chapter 628 Lan Qi doesn’t believe it will explode one day
The clock on the clock tower on the side of Temple Square has just passed three o'clock.
The slightly hot afternoon sun in the summer of Ikerite cast a glow on the ancient gray slate floor. Under the protection of the statues of the gods, there were several huge oak trees growing around the square. Their lush branches and leaves provided light for the sides of the square. A place of cool comfort.
The door of the temple is half open, and the carved doorposts are covered with spreading green vines, as if witnesses of history are quietly guarding this holy place.
The two people under the big tree, although they don’t need too many words, the previous hug was enough to express their longing for them for many years and the joy of reunion.
But once the conversation started, it seemed like it couldn’t stop.
From interesting anecdotes in the past to recent developments, accompanied by Loren’s telling and Florence’s chuckle.
In the blink of an eye, it seems like this moment lasts forever.
【Pay attention to the time. 】
The voice of the love instructor came.
"Um."
As if feeling Loren's gaze, Florence raised her head again, grinned and patted Loren's shoulder, as if urging him to leave.
“Florence, I have to go back to the temple. Artemis has called me several times!”
“Be careful not to be too tired, and if you feel like looking for someone to talk to, you can contact me at any time. No matter how you feel, I am your partner.”
She knew that Loren was very busy recently.
Florence said.
“Florence…”
“Oh, go ahead.”
Lauren was stunned by her reaction and looked at her in confusion.
Loren looked at Florence, his eyes full of emotion,
“If I could, I wish I could stay with you every day. You are really my soul friend.”
Florence added kindly.
Florence smiled understandingly and shook her hand.
He shook his head reluctantly, regretting that he could only spend so little time with his best friend.
Loren said with some apology.
…”
Although he still wanted to continue chatting with his best friend, he had no time now.
And when he saw that Loren was in good condition, he felt relieved.
“Go and get busy, come on!”
Florence lowered her eyebrows and looked away.
“Is this so…”
When Loren heard this, he suddenly realized something as if he was waking up from a dream.
Loren nodded, said goodbye to Florence, and headed towards the Temple of the Church of the Goddess of Destiny located beside the moat.
In less than a moment, as his figure flashed several times, this ethereal palace, which had been forged by thousands of years of faith, appeared in front of us.
In the hinterland of the northern district of Icerite, beside a clear river surrounded by woods, stands a magnificent temple. It is also the base of the church where Loren often visits in addition to Icerite Academy.
Just follow the instructor's instructions and tell Florence and Artis the truth.
I said goodbye to Florence to go to work, and to say goodbye to Artemis was to go to rest. There was no lie at all.
His steps passed through the palace gate.
When the hot natural light shines on the white relief from the window lattice, the images of gods in various shapes seem to flicker, giving him the illusion that they are performing ancient legends.
“Instructor, do you have enough time?”
Loren felt that the light was a bit dazzling, maybe because he felt a little guilty. He concentrated again, walked towards the inside of the temple, and asked.
【Time is no problem. 】
“Then what’s the problem?”
Lauren asked nervously. Hearing what the instructor meant, maybe there was still the last part left unsaid.
【Do you still remember what you promised Florence, "When you are not busy next time, we will be together again"? 】
"Um."
【Do you think this is a date agreement? 】
“Don’t worry, it’s normal to hang out with good friends.”
【It's okay, try your best next time. 】
The love instructor's voice to himself seemed to have a sense of mission, but he also seemed to have something he couldn't say.
"What's the meaning?"
Even though Loren trusted the love instructor, she still couldn't help but feel panicked.
Did you make any omissions that you didn't notice?
Just like studying, if you make mistakes but don’t know where you went wrong, it will be difficult to improve and make progress.
[Nothing, you are very talented, even beyond my imagination. The seemingly simple normal attacks actually all have armor piercing and critical hits. You can just follow your own feeling. Follow me and learn them all, but it may be delayed. Your own talents. 】
I will help you settle everything, so you can go on a date with peace of mind. Unless something happens to me one day, I guarantee that nothing will happen to you. 】
The love instructor is full of firm assurances.
“Instructor…”
Loren was moved and said to the other end of the communication.
He walked through the solemn and quiet space deep in the temple. Pure white stone pillars stood majestically in the hall. The further inside, the clearer his own footsteps became.
When Loren came to the huge door of the temple's confidential room, he seemed to be standing on the threshold of another world.
He knocked lightly on the door made of pure white jade and deep gray stone.
"please."
What came from the door was a soft voice like the first frost in winter.
Loren pushed open the heavy stone door, and in front of her was an office with a high ceiling like a cathedral. The white brick grooves on the surrounding walls were filled with books from the Church of the Goddess of Destiny.
In the meeting area in the center of the church, a woman with silver hair and silver eyes sat quietly on the sofa. Even at noon, her figure was as pure and flawless as an elf under the moonlight.
If she were not still breathing, it would be difficult to prove whether she was a living creature or a work of art.
“Sorry, I went to rest this morning. I’m really sorry for not replying to your message.”
Laurent bowed and apologized to the Ice Witch.
As a half-demon, Artis, the God-chosen Saint, does not have demon-like horns, and her only demonic feature is her slightly pointed ears.
She is more like a flawless snow elf than the devil people call her.
Although there is only inviolable arrogance and indifference in her eyes, which almost isolates all living beings from a distance, there is also a touch of kindness hidden under that appearance.
Loren saw that the Ice Witch was not busy at work at this time, and there was a cup of steaming tea on the table. His anxious heart calmed down a little. At least the Ice Witch didn't come to him for a work emergency today.
“How does it feel to hold Florence?”
The ice witch's cold voice sounded in front of Loren.
He raised his head and found that the Ice and Snow Witch had stood up from the sofa. When he met the Ice and Snow Witch's gaze, it was a kind of disgust that could not be concealed.
Loren instantly felt a chill running down his spine.
Wrong.
What's wrong with him holding Florence?
Could it be that this kind of behavior of boys seems strange to the Ice Witch?
“It feels good.”
Loren replied confidently.
…”
The Ice Witch's eyes suddenly became more complicated.
Is it because her understanding of human beings is wrong, or does Loren really think that women can be hugged casually?
(End of this chapter)