Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

Although the Orcs are generally related, the demise of the Terran is not good for them, and they promise to cooperate for the time being. But they are irritated and straight, and these days have been running for a while, and there is still no progress.

As for other races, they are still under consideration.

Because the purpose of the undead and the demon are only in the human race, once they join, they are equivalent to proactively declare war. Although the undead and the demons are likely to stare at them after destroying humans, there are too many things to consider.

The days of Vic's priests have been exhausted and they have not been subjected to other ridiculous words.

It’s even more fascinating to walk.

In particular, it has also been praised by the Virgin.

Vic's official blushes, "I don't think anything more than what you do."

Shen Mubai was treated for a sacred officer who was injured by the undead. At this time, he was too tired and forced to fight.

Vickers saw the tiredness of the girl and couldn’t help but say, "Women, do you want to rest for a while?"

Shen Mubai shook his head.

Now, at this juncture, there is no way even if you are tired.

Like seeing the girl's scruples, Vic's sergeant advised, "You haven't had a good rest for a few days, and the situation is better now. I have other priests and knights. They are still taking a break. Only have the strength to do the next thing."

Shen Mubai also felt that this was the reason. The main reason was that she really couldn’t hold it anymore, so she squatted down and said, “Is there something urgent to call me.”

Although Vickers wanted to let the saint return to rest, she saw her insistence and nodded.

He turned and walked out and saw the oncoming knight.

Speaking of it, the Vickers’ official contributions to the Holy See are rare, and there is not much glory when they are tasked. But at least he encountered a lot of dangerous things, but also met the devil.

But there is no danger that this lord feels coming.

"Is the saint adult inside?" Raphael smiled.

Vic's sergeant stuttered, "The saint has rested."

The other person bowed his head. "Speaking, the saint is definitely tired during this time." He raised his face. "I will go in and see."

Vickers did not have the courage to say no to the knight.

He could only watch as the other person walked in.

The girl was kneeling on the table, and there was a bunch of magic potions and reels next to it. The silver hair was scattered and squinted, and it was somewhat different from the dignified and self-sustaining appearance in the weekdays.

Raphael stared at it for a while and leaned down.

The girl's white skin has no sputum, and the eyes have a faint cyan, which is very tired.

The color of the lips is not too deep, but it always reminds people of roses that bloom with dew in the morning.

She rarely laughs.

Raphael will never forget that smile.

He carefully treasured the deepest part of his heart. He used to think that it was dirty and dark, but what can he do?

The handsome knight showed an unclear look.

He squinted, and his desires and greed were unmasked.

Including the shocking and strong possessiveness.

"I have done what you expected." The Cavalier showed a smile. When he reached out and touched the girl's cheek, the twilight was deep. "What I want to do is to hold you forever."

"This is fair, isn't it?"

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