The defeated saint is also on the way to tame the evil god today

　"Very delicate." Perlis raised her head and rubbed her face against Carly's. "A warm ending."

　In her hand was the thirteenth volume of "The Sea of ​​Flowers is Always Blooming".

　The author's pen name was Camellia, but Perlis knew that it was actually written by Carly.

　This best-selling lesbian novel in Xuecheng is a hit.

　This hit is the best of the best in terms of plot, writing style and core.

　Possessing the Ink of Engraving, Kali is unrivaled in her creative endeavors.

　It's just a novel. If she wants, she can create the entire world in the novel.

　"You won't find fault this time?" Carly chuckled.

　"You made the protagonist sound so weak!" Perlis puffed out her cheeks. "I wasn't that weak back then! I kissed you first!"

　"You took advantage of me," Carly raised her head lazily. "Besides, just because you're brave for a while doesn't mean you'll be brave forever. Little White Peanut came here just to be eaten by me."

　"Bad guy..." Polys said angrily.

　Looking at the cute little white flower, Carly couldn't help but kiss her cheek.

　Outside, she is a pure white flame, the guardian of the high heavens, and the guiding star worshipped by countless civilizations.

　But Carly knew that Perlis was still the girl looking up at the stars, and she had never changed.

　She carried many grand propositions on her shoulders, which were too weak, but she still held on without saying a word.

　The once clumsy little flower has blossomed into a sea of ​​flowers.

　"Okay," Carly rubbed Perlis's head, "I like you."

　"I know you like me." Perlis raised her chin.

　"Do you like me then?" Carly whispered in Pearl's ear.

　"Well..."

　The breeze blew so hard that it felt numb. She closed her eyes and leaned softly on Carly's neck.

　"I like you the most." She said in a very small voice.

　So, the two of them snuggled together quietly as the elves sang.

　After leaning against her for a long time, Carly gently stroked Perlis's face and said:

　"I'm going to Massena for an author signing soon. Do you want to come with me?"

　"What else can I do here if I don't go with you?" Perlis whispered.

　"Live in the elf tree house you want," Carly smiled. "You said it yourself. You might not have such a relaxing and happy life in a while, so you asked me to live in the tree house with you."

　"Isn't this place good?" Perlis said, "But I understand... A homegirl would go crazy without a computer, right?"

　"I'm not that homebody," Carly pinched Perlis's cheek, "Then get ready and pack your luggage. I remember that angel wanted to ask for your help with something. Go and help her."

　"Okay." Perlis stretched.

　Carly held onto Perlis's thighs, picked her up, and carried her into the house.

　Ten minutes later, the two changed into their regular clothes, got out of the tree house, and came to the central square of the Silver Blade Tribe.

　Anya, or rather the Angel of Knowledge Saint Rune, had been waiting for a long time. She opened her eyes and bowed to Perlis:

　"Great White Flame, thank you for your willingness to assist us."

　"It's just a piece of cake," Perlis said calmly, "where's the holy relic?"

　"At this."

　Anya took two steps back. Behind her, a crimson door about half a person's height stood in the center of the square.

　The Gate of Hell, from Archangel Uriel.

　During the Holy War, it was this gate that connected the Frozen Garden to the outside world, providing a passage for the main force of the Citadel.

　"Are you sure you want to burn it all?" Perlis looked at Anya.

　"Crimson and crimson continue to tempt me," Anya said calmly. "Satan even wants me to pass through this door and head to the dark side of the moon. No, I'm a seeker of knowledge. Even the old capital hasn't allowed me to become the Emerald Royal Family's backing god. It's better to burn these tempting things."

　"I understand." Perlis nodded.

　She walked to the door, snapped her fingers, and a cluster of pure white flames ignited on her fingertips.

　With a gentle flick, the flame landed on the gate of hell.

　Immediately afterwards, amid the elves' exclamations, pure white flames instantly engulfed the seemingly indestructible Gate of Hell, burning it into a collapsed black dot.

　Creations from the Age of Gods were burned to ashes so easily.

　"Praise the White Flame," Anya said, "If I weren't self-aware, I might have wanted to explore the secrets of this destructive power."

　"It's better to be cautious." Perlis smiled.

　"Are you two leaving?" Anya looked at Perlis. "The Silver Blade Tribe welcomes you anytime."

　"Maybe I'll come back later, maybe not," Perlis said, "I've had a great time living here these past few days."

　"It's our pleasure," Anya whispered. "Goodbye, White Flame."

　"Goodbye."

　After saying this, Perlis snapped her fingers, and her figure instantly turned into white flames.

　On the top of the mountains, she stepped out and came to Carly's side.

　At Carly's feet was a suitcase filled with all their luggage.

　"I noticed Aurora and Eve were also heading to Massena," Carly chuckled. "Do you want to go meet the child?"

　"Let it go."

　Perlis stretched out her hand and the darkness turned into a small soft hat, which she put on her head.

　"Anyway, the vacation continues."

Chapter 647: Laziness in Comfort (Part 6) -3k- (Two Updates in One)

　"call----"

　The weather is sunny and the spring breeze is blowing.

　When they were approaching the city, Xingmo finally persuaded Aurora to release the Haki bull and changed to a carriage to enter the city.

　When the carriage passed through the walls of Massena, Xingmo looked up at the cityscape. What came into view was not the dilapidated city it once was, but

　It is a vibrant paradise.

　The gray tiles of yesteryear were painted white, and the walls were covered with graffiti and murals by street artists. Many new buildings that had never been seen before suddenly emerged like mushrooms after a rain, standing among the city's outlines like mountain peaks.

　Most of these buildings are quite imaginative and full of design sense.

　In Massena, a literary and artistic revolution was taking place.

　On the one hand, this is because the post-war society tends towards peace. On the other hand, after the large-scale sowing of seeds in the sacred tree forest, famine has been eliminated. People who have enough food have freed themselves from the shackles of material life and turned their attention to the spiritual level.

　Coupled with the accumulation during the war, Massena's culture is now developing rapidly.

　"Are we really going to live here?"

　After getting off the car, Ophelia looked up at the wall of the hotel engraved with Pegasus and irises.

　Golden Paradise.

　"We've stayed here before," Aurora tilted her head. "Even during the Franco-Luxembourg War, this hotel was still so luxurious. Isn't it amazing?"

　"Not surprising," Ophelia murmured. "The Messina Chamber of Commerce always puts on a good front. Even though the money could be used for many good things, like helping the poor, if that means sacrificing the respectable image they've created, they'll resolutely choose to maintain that respectability."

　"That's all," Xingmo shrugged. "You guys move in. Aurora and I will go meet someone."

　"Who are you meeting?" Angelica was curious.

　"Chloe," Xingmo waved her hand, "Okay, let's go first. You guys can investigate slowly."

　The next second, the two disappeared.

　""

　There is no doubt that the boss has returned to his happy life.

　Ophelia sighed softly and looked up at the magnificent hotel:

　"Let's go, the investigation begins."

　"Go, go, go!" Vivian was very excited. "Emperor and member of the first section of the Extraordinary Department, attack!"

　"Your Majesty, please don't show off. You are quite famous." Erlum pulled up Vivian's hood directly, and the cognitive shielding effect took effect immediately.

　"Recognize it, and it will go much more smoothly!"

　"Eat, eat." Faye jumped up.

　"What does Sister Faye want to eat?" Cain whispered.

　"meat!"

　""

　The group entered Golden Paradise and found the front desk in the luxurious lobby.

　"Welcome to Golden Paradise," the receptionist said politely, "Would you like to check in?"

　"Yes," Ophelia nodded and placed the documents on the table, "please."

　The receptionist took the ID, glanced at it, and his expression froze.

　Well...

　You mean, Ophelia Sean, the head of the first section of the Extraordinary Department, and Merlin, the principal of Nefera Beta, are staying at the hotel?

　"Sorry, sir, I didn't recognize you just now!" The receptionist looked panicked.

　"It's okay, just follow the normal process." Ophelia waved back.

　"Please treat us as ordinary tourists." Merlin smiled politely.

　Fortunately, Vivian was not asked to take off her hood. If they knew that the Ice Dragon Emperor had also moved in, who knows how things would have gone.

　"Here, here are your room keys," the receptionist carefully placed the keys on the table. "If you have any questions, you can ask me. If you need help, you can call 0..."

　Before she finished speaking, she realized that the person in front of her had disappeared.

　"what?"

　The receptionist looked left and right and found that the large group of people in front of him had indeed disappeared.

　Her hands trembled for a moment, and she immediately picked up the phone and whispered:

　"Please inform the boss lady... Yes, Yi Ke is here..."

　""

　Cain lowered his hand as he watched the front desk call Salma.

　Her pupils shone with golden light—she had blocked the front desk’s vision through some special astral magic.

　"Bad girl," Cain whispered, "She's the boss lady's spy."

　"How convenient," Albus sighed. "If a spirit were to come, it would need to go through a special ritual to bypass the shield and leave the scene. Otherwise, it might not be able to capture the information accurately."

　"It's useless." Angelica complained.

　"Kill him?" Cain turned to Ophelia and asked, "Bad guy."

　As soon as these words came out, there was silence.

　"We can't kill her just because someone told on her..." Ophelia covered her head.

　Should we say that angels have simple values? They just do what they say...

　"Then don't kill it," Cain shook his head, "check in first and check the information."

　She snapped her fingers again, and the astral boundary curved into an arch, and the group immediately arrived at their respective floors.

　Cain took a step forward, walked through the wall and entered the door, leaving everyone in the corridor looking at each other.

　"This girl seems a little scary..." Albus showed fear rarely.