Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 792 Extra Story [-]. Mischa Ashvan

There are countless interesting things in Caroline's world, everything she sees is very novel, and everything she sees is very interesting.

In her bones, she loves to play. From childhood to adulthood, even after she became the wife of the new god, she never stopped.As the great wise man in the glorious royal court, he finds various excuses to go out to play every day. He opens the portal at [-] o'clock in the evening and comes back to eat the barbecue cooked by Cyril.

Elina's world is full of confusion, she lives like a puppet manipulated by others; Mia's world is more "ordinary", she is full of reason, she can choose what she wants and what she doesn't want, and she will Make a list of priority goals and projects that can be completed later.

If placed in an ordinary peaceful era, even without Cyril, she would definitely be able to become a great person, because she has such ability.

And Misha's world...

Misha's world is pure.

Misha is a priest, the chosen priest.In this age when the gods have turned into stars and gone, she is the only one among the elves who has received the oracle of the great Nora.

The duty of a priest is to serve God.

Her world is very simple. Before leaving her group that was weakened by the exhaustion of the tree of life, she simply served Nora, prayed daily, protected the forest, and lived like every priest of nature.

And after leaving the tribe, the target she served changed from that great existence to an ordinary human... No, it was a half-elf boy.

A half-elf.

As an Elf of Ashvan, she has no discrimination against half-elf. She just didn't understand at first why the great Nora chose a half-elf.

The Chosen One, Cyril Adrian.

Only she knows this, it's a secret that can't be told.The "Natural Code" from Nora will present Nora's will on the page, and a very important one is that the identity of the young man must be kept secret and he must not be exposed prematurely.

exposed?Who is it exposed to?

Could the elf take the initiative to harm a half-elf boy chosen by Nora?Do human beings believe that there are still God-chosen people in this world?
Of course, Misha has never thought about the above questions, and has never even thought about it.

She is a priest, and the duty of a priest is to serve God and obey God's will.

But now, the object of his service has become that young man.

"So... have you ever felt dissatisfied with me before?"

"Yes," she replied bluntly. "When I first saw you, I didn't see anything special about you."

"When did you think I was special?"

"Start from the activation of your elemental pool." Misha lowered her head, and her long golden hair fell on Cyril's sweaty forehead because of her action, sticking to it wetly, "Wind element, pure The wind element, I heard nature jump for your wind, and I knew from then on that Nora had not named the wrong person."

Cyril pulled the quilt higher and placed it on Misha's shoulders, his eyes fixed on the hickey on the other's collarbone, Misha immediately leaned down and placed the kiss on his lips.

"Is this part of your service to God?"

"Of course." Misha replied softly.

"Do you know what I was most afraid of before?" she asked softly.

"what is it then?"

"Guess it."

"Afraid that I don't know when I will die?"

"No." Misha listened to the man's powerful heartbeat that resonated with nature, and was almost intoxicated. "As a divine envoy, it is impossible to die after the chosen one you serve."

"Even if we are thousands of miles away, through this natural law, I will project all my power on you, even if it burns everything."

"Do you elves like to burn yourself so much?"

"Elves are actually mad believers. It's not strange to burn yourself for what you love and believe in. Although flames can take away life, for nature, it is also the beginning of life."

She rolled over from Cyril, lay in his arms, and half closed her eyes: "You still haven't guessed what I'm afraid of."

"To be honest, I can't think of anything you're afraid of." Cyril replied honestly.

"Do you remember the time when the great Nora would communicate with you through my body from time to time?" Misha asked softly.

"Of course I remember, that trained me on my skills." Cyril replied immediately.

"What I'm afraid of is that if Nora's will takes over my body and completely replaces me..."

Cyril looked down in surprise, only to see that Miss Elf had shrunk into the quilt and could only see the top of her golden head.

"You are really a disloyal elf." He shook his head and sighed, "How disloyal to the faith. As a priest, shouldn't you be ready to sacrifice everything for the gods at any time? Are you ready?"

"You're blaming me." Misha suddenly got out of the quilt, with a rare expression of shame on her face, "Besides, even if I believe in Nora, but Nora asks me to serve you, then Of course your priority is higher than Nora..."

She hesitated, said words she didn't believe, and glanced at Cyril, only to find that the half-elf's face was full of mockery.

"You, what are you laughing at!"

"Laugh? I didn't laugh." Cyril immediately said sternly, "I just thought, should priests who violate the precepts be punished?"

"You, what exactly is in your mind." Misha half puffed out her cheeks.

Elves are rare longevity species that can still act as a group in this era, and the rest of the longevity species, extinct and reclusive, rarely show up.

The characteristic of the longevity species is that its appearance will not change much due to the passage of a short few decades.

In the past ten years, Mia has gradually revealed the charm of a mature woman. Although Caroline is still playful, her every move is already sassy as an adult.Elina hasn't changed much because of her height, but she's always been like a quiet puppet with nothing to say.

Only Misha still maintained the face of the elf girl when she first met Cyril Adrian more than ten years ago.

Her beautiful eyes reflected the face of a man. Half-elves live longer than humans but shorter than elves. Aside from the influence of the "Eternal God", the current Cyril is just a 25-year-old youth with a handsome appearance. The face exudes a fatal attraction, and for her, there is also the "divinity" that deeply attracts her.

For her, it was a forbidden pleasure.

It was the abyss she wanted to plunge into, the hot spring she longed to roam, and the ten years of married life let her know how much inappropriate content was hidden in this man's mind, but those content were magnifying her feelings for this kind of thing. Forbidden pursuit.

Whether it's an elf who has fallen into an alien race, or a nun...

It's just that she is tired at this moment, at least now she doesn't want to move.She shrunk her head into the quilt and said in a dull voice, "Lust is also a type of negative emotion. Aren't you afraid of the birth of new filth?"

"It's just God's punishment for his servants.

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"Aunt Mischa." Ilinda opened her beautiful big blue eyes and looked at the elf aunt who was the most difficult to speak, full of curiosity in her heart.

She was too interested in this aunt.Mom didn't have pointy ears, Aunt Caroline didn't have pointy ears, Aunt Elena didn't have pointy ears, only Dad, herself, and Aunt Mischa had pointy ears.

She knew that pointy ears were one of the characteristics of an elf, and she knew that her father was a half-elf and Aunt Misha was an elf.However, this could not suppress her curiosity for the race of elves. The stories of elves depicted in those picture books are too interesting-

But at this moment, what she wanted to know more was something else.

"Aunt Misha, Aunt Misha." She ran after Misha, and Misha pretended not to see it as usual, slipping fast all the way.

It was troublesome to be caught by Ilinda. Misha knew very well that this little girl was as difficult as Caroline at the time. Caroline was very easy to fool back then, and this little girl had a thirst for knowledge. Much scarier than Caroline.

But Misha failed to run away this time.

Because the little girl behind her had her left foot mixed with her right foot, and fell heavily. Now she is sitting on the ground with her nose twitching, and she is about to start crying.

She could only walk back, squat down and look at this beautiful little girl.

"Where did it fall and where did it hurt?" she asked gently.

"The knees, the left and the right, are all knocked, they all hurt, and here." Ilinda raised her baby-fat arm and looked at Misha tearfully.

"Let's see." Misha looked at the scratches on the little girl's limbs, took a sigh of relief at the palm of her hand, and gently covered the wound.

"One, two, three, three, two, one, right away, no more pain."

The magic of nature then poured into Ilinda's body and quickly healed her wounds completely.Ilinda looked in amazement at the place where she had just broken, the tears in her eyes disappeared immediately, she laughed giggling, and then raised her arms in a circle, wrapping her arms around Misha's neck.

"Grab Aunt Misha." She smiled happily, and when Misha tried to stand up, she raised her legs and hugged Misha like a koala.

"I really can't help you..."

Misha was just afraid of trouble, not that she hated Ilinda—no one in Cyril's family would hate a little girl like Ilinda. Although she wanted to ask a lot of questions, she just liked to ask.When the person being questioned is really busy, she will also pout her mouth and walk aside to play with herself.

On the contrary, those teachers in the academy were more afraid of Ilinda, because the little girl could ask questions and learn quickly. If they were asked, it would be more than a shame.If the news reaches Dean Nerola and Mrs. Christian, their jobs may be lost.

"What do you want to ask today?"

"I want to ask, I want to ask..." Ilinda hesitated, her face blushed inexplicably, and then she pressed it to Misha's ear and asked softly:
"Aunt Mischa's voice was so loud last night. Did Dad beat you?"

Miss Elf was stunned.

Ilinda watched the pretty face of the elf in front of her quickly turn cold and frosty, and realized that something was wrong, she hurriedly ran away, and bumped into the arms of the passing mother.

"Ilinda!" Mia whispered, "Are you making Aunt Mischa angry again?"

"No, Mom, I don't." Ilinda grabbed her mother's skirt and hid behind her, "I just asked Aunt Misha a question, and that's it for Aunt Misha."

"Misha?" Mia wondered, there were not many things that made Miss Elf cold...

"What did you ask Aunt Mischa?" she asked Ilinda, turning her head.

"I asked Aunt Mischa why she..."

Mia waved her hand, a blister appeared out of thin air, put Ilinda in, and the sound became a string of bubbles.

"Oh, the weather is really nice today." She smiled at Misha and bowed. "Misha, I'm leaving first, and I have to prepare new textbooks for the Master Academy."

She stretched out her hand and poked the blister that contained Ilinda, and pushed her forward, suddenly remembered something, turned her head to face Misha, and asked in a low voice:
"Misha, I think it's not good for Ilinda to keep making trouble all by herself. She should need a younger brother and sister..."

She watched Miss Elf's face turn red quickly, suddenly let out a series of wanton laughter, and then took Ilinda away.

Only Misha was left standing in the courtyard, her head lowered, and she stared blankly at the green grass beneath her.

She is a priest, and her vocation is to serve the gods.

The god she used to serve was Nora, the god of nature, and the god she serves now is Cyril Adrian, the "God of Eternity". Everything she exists is to satisfy him.

But she is also Ilinda's aunt, alongside Mia Christian, Alina Visconti, and Caroline Adrian.

She is one of the wives of the Eternal God.

That night, Cyril listened to the knock on the door, opened the door blankly, and saw the elf lady holding a pillow bowed her head, standing at the door of his room.

"Is it also the night when the priests tell the gods about the sins of the world?" He was joking, but Misha had already loosened the pillow, pounced on him, and pressed him on the soft carpet.

"Tonight." She bit her lip and reached out to unbutton her clothes, revealing her wonderful body.

"It's a night for you, your husband, to perform your duties."

　Misha...Misha...I can't think of any sublime content, so I wrote this sideshow [

　　Making Ilinda Illidan is so scary.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)