The early morning sunlight quickly spread throughout Askaran City, making the moonlight gathering and lingering in the Great Temple of Eternal Night much thinner. However, in the underground laboratory of the simple stone house in the Moonlight Grove, Herath was still close.
Holding Glenya tightly...
There was no sweat on the female priest's body, and her skin color returned to normal, no longer the hot pink color. She moved slightly in Heras's arms, and then she felt something strange...
Those dried crystal sticky threads stuck them together, most of which were streams that burst their own banks... Several places of the high-level priest's robes were tightly stuck to their skin, but they didn't feel the same.
Not uncomfortable.
"It's something that belongs to me and him..." The thoughts in Glalenya's heart flowed like water. She knew that it was already dawn, and the longer she stayed here, the easier it would be to be discovered by the temple, but she just didn't want to move! She didn't want to
Leave that man's arms...
But no matter how much you delay, you will eventually have to leave.
Heras gently put down the female priest, and then helped her take off her dry high-level priest robe. Then a stream of water washed them both clean, and his lover's smooth and soft perfect ketone body was once again revealed in front of him without reservation.
.
"Am I beautiful, dear?" the young female priest held her knees with her hands, tilted her head and leaned on her white and tender knees, and winked at Heras and asked.
"As beautiful as a work of art carefully carved by the gods." Heras replied without any compliments, because this was the truth and no compliments were needed.
"Why did I hear you say before that you had seen a woman who was more beautiful than me? And she was also a human..." After struggling for a while, Glalenya finally asked the question that was stuck in her heart.
, she was in a daze as soon as the words came out of her mouth. Why did she want to ask this in particular? When had she ever cared about this?
As a devout priest, Glalenya never cared about her appearance before, but now she seems to care a little bit?
No...not just a little bit...but a lot!
"I remember you never valued this before, my dear." Heras was admiring his lover's perfect breasts. Hearing this, he joked a little funny.
Due to the existence of quantum brain, he has almost no physical needs for women, so Heras will basically not pursue anyone. Under this premise, he may appreciate the beauty of women, but this has never been his passion.
Basics. Unless he has love from the deepest part of his soul for someone of the opposite sex, it is impossible for him to waste time on it.
The reason why he has a deep love for Glenelina is because the female priest in front of him is indeed worthy of his love with all his body and mind, and he has also received his wife's spiritual attachment and all the good things, and he must be responsible for this.
responsibility.
"I really didn't value it before. But now I value it very much." After hearing her lover's joke, Glalenya replied with a smile. After saying this, she seemed to not want Heras to think that she was joking, and added solemnly.
One sentence: "Seriously, I really value it now!"
She stood up gracefully, took out a brand new high-level Moon God priest robe and put it on, then continued: "Because my beauty only belongs to you, dear, I want the things that belong to you to be the best."
of....."
"You are the best." Hearing this, Heras kissed his wife on the forehead and said in a matter-of-fact tone, as if he was stating a truth-like fact.
"Then always remember me. My name is Glerenja Cortina Garquilla! Always remember me... okay?" The young female priest hugged her lover and then said solemnly:
"Give me your clothes, honey."
Herath looked at the female priest in confusion, but he still followed the instructions and took out a white Amarr-style Heaton robe and handed it over.
"Let me fulfill my duties as a wife." Glalenya took the robe, and then carefully put it on for Heras, as if this was more important than the ritual of the god-given soul.
"From now on, I will be your complete wife!" After helping Heras get dressed, Glenelenya arranged it carefully again, and then said in a sworn tone: "My dear, I will never give up again."
I won’t forget it. Never!”
"I haven't prepared a ring yet, and I once vowed to give you a perfect wedding." Heras said apologetically. In fact, he never thought he would get married here!
"Uh...I'm not prepared either, but it's still too late to make it now. Since the current conditions are limited, let's put your oath aside for now." Glenlenya laughed mischievously, and then grabbed Heras.
nose and smiled.
After saying that, she took out the parts of the scrapped mecha, put it in the palm of her right hand, looked at it, and said with some emotion: "This is my souvenir... just use it as a wedding ring."
.”
As soon as she finished speaking, the female pastor closed her eyes, then slowly clenched her right hand and pulled the part hard into her palm, and then a heart-stopping moonfire appeared in her right hand.
Heras stared blankly at the light and agile moonfire for a while, and soon he came back to his senses. He carefully took out the blue leaf written by Glarenya and carefully cut it open.
, weaved carefully.
This time, Heras did not use quantum brain to assist in the design. He relied purely on his own inspiration, capturing the fragrance and sweetness that his wife left on him, and weaving all his feelings into it with these dreamlike, abstract but profound memories.
.
Soon, a grass wedding ring woven from leaves appeared on his finger. The simple, clear but natural design was like a naturally conceived flower, representing his wife's purest and sincere character, as well as her indifference.
of tranquility and peace.
Then Heras began to use natural magic to solidify the grass ring wedding ring, making it strong and permanent...
At the same time, the moonfire in Glalenya's right hand gradually extinguished. She opened her palm, and the parts inside had been cast into a tooth-white metal ring. The pattern painted on it was not the traditional elven style!
Instead, some mechanized geometric figures are used to connect a complex pattern that exudes mystery and erudition. The unique style of the entire ring allows people to see at a glance that it contains a calm temperament of gentleness and confidence.
Mysterious and profound magical knowledge, gentle and confident calm character, these are the most intuitive impressions of Glalenya on her husband.
Heras slowly took the female priest's left hand and kissed her soft and delicate fingertips with concentration. He didn't ask any nonsense like whether you would like to marry me or anything like that, and just used the most solemn words.
He carefully put the straw wedding ring on his wife's left hand.
Glalenya squinted her eyes and watched her lover's movements quietly. Then she raised her left hand, kissed the simple and natural grass wedding ring elegantly, and smiled happily: "That's it.
It's best, dear, no one would guess I'm married just from this ring."
In fact, this is indeed true. For wedding rings for exchanging vows, almost no one will use cut leaves to weave them, unless there is a special meaning to doing so...
Then the female priest also took her lover's left hand and carefully put the tooth-white metal ring on Heras' left hand.
"I love you forever." Heras watched his wife's movements and swore concisely but very solemnly.
"I long for your love, I will always long for it..." Glalenya put her arms around her husband's waist, hugged him tightly, buried her head in his chest and said softly.
Heras said nothing, just touched his wife's warm and delicate back with his hands, felt the smooth and elastic skin of the female priest's back through the sacrificial robe, and then held her in his arms silently.
If time continues to stand still forever, it will undoubtedly be the best. But in the face of the ruthless passage of time, any gods, all planes and even the entire void universe are insignificant, let alone the current pair who are as insignificant as dust.
Newlyweds, their wishes are destined not to be heard in eternity.
So soon, they reluctantly had to separate from each other. After clearing up the somewhat messy mood, Glenlenya took the lead in breaking the silence: "Tonight I will set off to the capital of the Evernight King City, and then start my own suffering.
It’s time to build a road.”
Without waiting for Heras to speak, the female priest continued: "Dear, I am already a senior member of the Moon Goddess Temple, and I also know many of the core secrets of the Moon Goddess Church... Regarding the Elf Empire, it is very likely that
Facing a turmoil.”
Having said this, Glalenya pursed her lips. She could not accept the ethical constraints of letting go of bloodline people!
She has roughly understood the confidential information in this regard. The Magic Council of the Elf Empire has privately assured the hosts of the Moon Temple more than once that the lifting of ethics is limited to bloodline people, and even among bloodline people, whether they are willing to implement the new
The policy is based on the voluntary consent of both men and women, without any coercive measures, and the rest of the elves must still strictly abide by traditional marriage laws!
Especially on this point, the Magic Council repeatedly emphasized their proposition in the highest-level exchange meeting with the Moon Temple, saying bluntly that in the southern magic country that may appear in the future, the ancient elven marriage concept will still be absolutely mainstream! Just put it
Bloodline people are excluded from this mainstream... allowing elves with bloodline to choose how to reproduce on their own, and there are new laws that stipulate that those bloodline families who choose to abandon ethics must not be discriminated against.
This is very contradictory for Glalenya. First of all, although she is extremely opposed to the decision made by the Magic Council, she has violated the traditional marriage law of the elves! From this aspect, even after the empire is divided,
The Magic Council will not tolerate this kind of behavior of mine, let alone the Temple of the Moon... (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!