I Am A Priest In The Otherworld

Misseran led Gallo all the way back to his residence, a small exquisite villa with a beautiful garden.

Two maids who took care of her daily life came out to greet her, but when they saw Gallo next to her, her eyes widened.

Is this the Pastor Gallo? They are so tall and good-looking... the two are really good match!

Did you come here so soon? It seems to be going well.

But the bishop is 18 years old, and it really should hurry up...

The maids thought to themselves in their hearts, and cast that playful look at Gallo.

But Misseran felt their gaze and hurriedly guarded Gallo, fearing that people would run away if they looked at it more, and then quickly took Gallo to the back garden.

"You are so beautiful here..."

Gallo looked around and exclaimed sincerely.

Although I knew that Misseran was a little rich woman before, now it seems that this small character can be removed. It is really not an ordinary wealthy to live in a villa of this grade in the church street where the land is very rich.

Misseran subconsciously wanted to say thank you, and made a few words of humility, but with an idea, suddenly remembered the knowledge taught in the book in his mind, so he forced to change his words:

"If you like, you can come often."

According to the book, it should be difficult for the other party to refuse such an active behavior, and then they can use this as an opportunity to get along often.

In this way, the two can discuss divine art every day, and it is best to bring those kittens together, and they can also play cats together...

Misseran was looking forward to Gallo's answer.

However, Gallo replied very seriously:

"No, I can't always run to girls' houses."

Uh... is it seen through?

Misseran couldn't help but let out a pitiful whine in her heart.

The maid was a little anxious when she pointed her ears to eavesdrop on the conversation between the two, and quickly suggested that lunch should be eaten in the garden.

Naturally, Misseran agreed.

So the maids got busy, quickly set up a stall on the lawn, and began to arrange the prepared meals again, arranged a lunch like a romantic picnic, and then quickly retired and went to the side to continue. Eavesdrop.

"Try the corn first?"

Gallo sat down and suggested.

Misseran also sat down. Because she was wearing a high-slit sacrificial gown, she could only sit in the posture of a duck. This way, she couldn't hide her slender legs in white stockings, and could only be exposed by them. In front of Gallo, the texture of the silk stockings was excellent, with a seductive luster in the sun, and they looked more delicious than food.

Misseran couldn't wait to open the lunch box that she had been holding in her arms. She actually prepared a small spoon very intimately inside, so she hurriedly tasted a spoonful, narrowing her big eyes slightly, savoring the taste.

"So sweet, so delicious..."

"Your craft is so good!"

Misseran praised from the heart that this was the sweetest corn she had ever eaten.

Gallo scratched his head in embarrassment. The corn was not grown by him, and the key salad sauce was also made by the old bishop. He was only responsible for stirring...

"If you like it, I haven't had time to taste it, and I am worried that you will dislike it..."

"It's really delicious, you can try it too."

Misseran said, subconsciously handing over the lunch box.

Gallo quickly reached out to take it over.

But Misseran suddenly withdrew her hand again.

Because she suddenly realized that this seemed to be an opportunity, the opportunity to use that trick...

It was a book she had only read recently, called "A Stunt to Break the Deadlock", which was recommended to her by those little girls in the church.

And one of the tricks fits the situation right now.

So she scooped up a spoonful of corn, leaned forward slightly, and fed the spoon to Gallo's mouth.

Stunt: Pat and feed!

Gallo was taken aback for a moment, smiled, reached out and grabbed the spoon from her hand, and fed it into his mouth.

"Yeah, it tastes good..."

Woo...I was seen through again...

Misseran lowered her head in disappointment.

Seeing her like this, Gallo thought she was tired, so he said:

"Stay...oh no, bishop, are you busy every day? You have to manage such a big church and teach so many people."

"There are indeed some..."

Misseran replied subconsciously, but immediately realized that he shouldn't say that, so he quickly changed his words according to the knowledge in the book:

"Actually, it's not that busy, there is still a lot of time every day..."

"Oh, in that case, I suggest you exercise more every day. You are too delicate and it is not conducive to practicing magic arts."

Gallo suggested very seriously.

"Huh? Exercising your body will help you practice divine art?"

Misseran asked dubiously, and couldn't help but lower her head and glance at her chest...

Well, there is no obstruction at all...

"Of course, many magic arts are quite tiring to use. When I was a child, my body was not good, and I didn't use magic arts a few times. Then I worked hard to exercise my body and I could use magic arts more."

What Gallo is telling is also the truth, probably a few years ago, his body was not as good as it is now, like a seventh-order magic technique, three times in a row, he will be dizzy and panting, and the food will not work.

It's better now. It's a little tired after using it three times. It's like running a few hundred meters. When he exercises, he runs by kilometers...

As for how many divine arts he can use in one breath, he didn't know it, because he hadn't encountered such a powerful enemy yet.

And Misseran finally decided to believe Gallo's words, because she believed that a good person like Gallo would not lie to herself.

"Then how should I exercise better?"

"For girls, let's do some relaxing exercises when you first get started, let's start with running..."

"Remember to run on your own, not to use magical magic to help!"

Gallo suggested very seriously.

"Then I will try..."

Misseran nodded blankly.

In this way, the two chatted while enjoying a hearty lunch.

After dinner, Gallo should almost leave. Although Misseran wanted to stay with him a little longer, there was still a lot to do in the afternoon.

So she stood up, ready to send Gallo away.

But when I was together, I suddenly felt a bit numb in my legs, but it didn't matter.

She subconsciously wanted to use divine art to relieve her symptoms, but suddenly she had a flash of inspiration and decided to launch a stunt: throwing her arms and hugs her.

"Yeah... my feet are numb..."

Misseran let out a lovely cry and slammed her head into Gallo's chest.

But Gallo's reaction was so swift. He quickly supported her shoulders with his eyesight and hands, and asked with concern:

"Is it all right?"

Woo...I was seen through again...