The Little Thing About My Lovers Being All Evil Gods

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The emerald sky is always clear, and because of the strong divine power, dark clouds will never gather in that sky.

So when Rhines woke up today, he was stunned for a moment when he saw the drizzle outside the window. He had not seen rain for several years.

The room arranged for him by the servants of Cyril Manor faced the garden, where large tracts of white roses were in full bloom, delicate and fragrant in the light rain.

Reines lay on the window and looked at it for a while, then yawned slightly, turned around and lay down on the bed.

It was only six o'clock now, and he could still sleep for a while.

Before Rhine went to the temple, he liked to sleep in in this kind of weather. The temperature was slightly cool with a bit of moisture, so he could wrap himself up in a quilt and sleep until noon.

Half asleep and half awake, Rhines had a dream.

He had just been taken to the temple at that time. The five-meter-high room was luxuriously decorated. Cushions with elaborately embroidered patterns were randomly placed on the carpet, and the shiny silk material was folded into layers of folds as decoration. Rhines stepped on the thick fur of the direwolf, even a little at a loss.

The temple is indeed not as good as the great nobles in terms of money, but the most expensive treasures in the entire southeastern continent are in the temple.

Reines likes all beautiful and soft things, which Selina once laughed at, saying that although he was obviously older than her, he still had a boy's hobby but he acted like a little girl.

But for some reason, the whole room made Reines...feel strange.

There was nothing he disliked. To be precise, all the decorations, even the irises pattern on the wallpaper, were Rhines' favorite.

It was as if someone had thoroughly understood his preferences and then decorated the room piece by piece.

It can't be the temple. This is a treatment that no Holy Son has ever received.

After all, Reines was a child raised by the Duke's family. He immediately realized that there might be something fishy in this and tentatively asked his mentor.

But there is indeed no error in the program on the record. This seems to be just a coincidence. In the end, even Reines reflected on whether he was too sensitive, and the long journey made his nerves a little nervous.

But unexpectedly appeared at night.

Someone broke into his room.

Under the eyes of the strict guards of the temple and thousands of light priests.

Rhines actually noticed it, but he couldn't open his eyes at all, so he could only let the person holding him kiss him softly and a little reproachfully.

That thing was much taller than him, and could fully hold Rhines in its arms. It clamped its legs around Rhines' calves and rubbed them affectionately, like some kind of large domesticated pet.

He seemed to be complaining about something, and whispered sadly and sweetly into Rhines' ear. He said a lot, but Reines only remembered one sentence clearly -

[You should be my disciple]

Reines' consciousness was chaotic, but he still burst into tears. He would tilt his head and kiss Reines' lips, like It was comfort but also seemed like an even more excessive punishment.

Everything in the dream was too real, and Rhines felt as if he had returned to those days again. When he woke up, his body was clean, there were no tears even in the corners of his eyes, and the other side of the bed was as smooth as new, as if everything was just his imagination.

It wasn't until Rhines was praying that his mentor asked him if the back of his neck had been bitten by an insect.

Rhines still remembers the panic he felt at that time. The coldness that went up from his spine made his mind go blank the moment he realized the truth.

He was indeed clean, and the thing he held and kissed every night was cunning and alert. He did not even leave a trace on Rhines' back, for even there it would have been noticed when the master looked in the mirror.

But he was too greedy, and his crazy desire for exclusivity made him have to leave something on Rhines to be satisfied.

Therefore, He left traces of kisses on the back of Rhines' neck near the roots of his hair.

If it hadn't been for the fact that Rhines' long hair fell to both sides when he was kneeling, exposing a little of the edges, no one would have noticed.

Rhines did not tell anyone about this because he could not trust every living creature in the temple. Therefore, His Royal Highness the Holy Son secretly took a sacred instrument with him and returned to the room again to pretend to sleep.

That night, Reines' nerves were stretched to the extreme. The clock outside the window rang, and the temperature in the room suddenly dropped a little.

Reines closed his eyes and clenched the golden awl in his hand. The uneven carvings on it hurt him, but Reines no longer had the intention to pay attention to those.

The bed trembled slightly as something sat on the edge.

In the silence, the thing bent down, as if it wanted to observe what Reines was doing, or perhaps wanted a kiss.

Rhines counted the time in his heart, and the next second he touched him, he suddenly turned over and stabbed the golden awl directly at the human figure beside the bed.

The Temple of Light stores many sacred artifacts, and their origins are recorded. Some are the help of the God of Light when people fight against dark creatures. Some are blessings from gods during celebrations or prayers.

The weapon in Yu Si's hand was the weapon that killed a royal vampire more than two hundred years ago.

If the thing that did something to him was a dark creature, it would definitely not be easy for him.

But the next moment, Rhines felt like he had been stabbed into a ball of cotton. Then, his wrist touched the thing's body.

It was a sticky, cold touch...

Reines' pupils shrank suddenly. He had not yet determined the true identity of this thing, but his instinct screamed danger and told him to flee immediately.

Just a second before Rhines was about to roll out of bed and seek help, his wrist was entangled by a cold and flexible slender tentacle.

The curtains were so thick that not much moonlight could shine through them. Therefore, Rhines could only roughly judge his appearance.

But that's enough.

The upper body that still retains the human shape rose slightly, and the huge lower limbs stretched out, wrapping around Rhines' waist, hips and legs in an instant, and easily sealed the open lips of His Royal Highness the Son.

They are as flexible as the man-eating vines in the Warcraft Forest, but they don't have the fishy odor. Instead, they carry an inexplicable light smell.

Reines' tears fell uncontrollably, and a free tentacle immediately rushed forward to wipe them away.

Both gentle and cruel.

The thing in front of him didn't speak, but Rhines knew that it was looking at him.

He couldn't move at all, all movements of his body were blocked by the tentacles, and Rhines could only make a pitiful sound from his nasal cavity. And He seemed to find this interesting, or perhaps wanted to hear more of His Royal Highness the Son's aggrieved plea for mercy.

The smooth-surfaced tentacles suddenly became rough. They lifted up the hem of Reines' clothes and got in, rubbing against His Royal Highness the Son's tender skin.

Anyone will be afraid. Anyone who has studied the complete solution to the Warcraft Forest will know how much the man-eating vines like to do some unspeakable things before eating.

Rhines regretted that he should have told his mentor about this matter, but now, he could only bite the tentacle in his mouth, saliva flowing to his white neck, and there was even a little scratch on the corner of his lip.

His Royal Highness the Son was in a dark room, being bullied by some kind of creature from the darkness until he was trembling. And no one in the entire temple noticed it.

Only touch and hearing still functioned in the dark, but this only made Rhines more frightened.

He didn't even remember how long he had been crying. His pajamas were completely ruined and he was wrapped around a few vines that were squeezed behind him.

Reines didn't want to think about what happened next. That thing didn't make it to the last step. It just put His Highness the Holy Son, who was crying until he was unconscious, back on the bed. His voice was satisfied and helpless, as if he had made a huge concession.

[Good boy, stop crying...I won't come to you like this again...]

The footsteps outside were getting closer, as if someone was running towards this side. Reines opened his eyes in fear, something was holding his mouth and he couldn't help it. He cried out and could only struggle desperately. But even his fingers were separated, and there were tiny tentacles interspersed between them. How could he be free?

The owner of the tentacle probably heard it too, and smiled and moved closer, [Do you want others to come in and save you...or do you hope they will never find out? 】

"Bang!"

Rhines woke up suddenly, subconsciously hugging the quilt and hiding himself in the warm fabric, "...don't..."

"Rhines?"

The pleasant chuckle in his ears was no longer there, but Selina asked slightly dumbly.

Reines slowly realized that he was just dreaming... just dreaming.

He sat up and held his forehead. The light rain outside the window did not stop but became heavier. There were many water drops hanging on the window, and even the outer petals of the white roses in the garden fell to the ground.

Reines was stunned for two seconds, pursed his lips and looked back at Selena, "Good morning, Selena - why are you crying?"

The hem of the girl's skirt standing at the door was wet. She must have had a big sleep today. Early in the morning, I specially put on a delicate makeup by myself. Her blond curly hair, which had been carefully combed, hung obediently on her shoulders, and two lace clips inlaid with pearls were clipped to her ears.

But she was crying, and the eyeliner made of beeswax and soot turned into a ball, making Selena look less beautiful than before, and even a little embarrassed.

She threw herself to the bed, lay down on Rhines's hand and cried, unable to say a word. Reines couldn't see her face, so he could only comfort his sister helplessly. The fabric on his hand soon became wet.

"Selena, what's wrong with you? Stop crying, it's okay. Do you want to go home?"

"...I, I got up this morning and saw Cyril and his housekeeper going out. The servant told me, Cyril is going to handle the accounts of his shipping company. He looks very good, not sick at all." Selina covered her eyes with the back of her hands, her voice sounding like a puppy that had been thrown out of the house.

"He came back just now. I went down to see him in person and invited Cyril to have breakfast together..."

Selina sobbed in embarrassment, "But his housekeeper stopped me and told me that Cyril was sick. Please don't disturb his master!" "The hall is full of servants, and Cyril doesn't even look at

me... Rhine, I hate him so much! I have never... never been insulted like this!

Si took the handkerchief from the side, dipped it in water and gently wiped the stains on Selena's face, pursing her lips quietly.

It is a very, very excessive thing to do to a lady like this.

"Don't cry, don't cry." Rhines hugged Selina gently and let her lie on his shoulder.

This was the first time Rhines truly regretted leaving his family and going to the temple. If he was still in the Cobo family, at least he wouldn't have caused Selina to suffer so much injustice now.

"I will go talk to Cyril. Don't cry. Your eyes should hurt."

Unexpectedly, Selena grabbed Rhines's wrist and said, "Don't go! Don't go!"

Rhines looked at blankly. Looking at her, I don't understand why she reacted so suddenly.

The eyes of the Cobo girl were full of anger and grievance, but she refused to give in. "You can't be treated like this by them, you are the Holy Son."

In terms of protecting her brother, Selina is exactly the same as she was when she was a child.

Reines smiled and reached out to touch her curly hair, "It is precisely because I am the Holy Son that I am asked to go."

Cyril's servants did not know Reines' identity, but Cyril himself did. .

He had lived in the Cobo family before and knew exactly where his brother would go when he became an adult. Even if Cyril was resentful towards Duchess Cobo, he would only vent it out to Selena, but he could not do anything to Rhines.

After all, the temple is there. Even if Cyril is a Duke, he should be in awe.

Reines comforted Selina softly, "Isn't that why I came here?"

Selina looked at him in embarrassment.

Rationally, she knew that it was the right choice for Reines to do this, but emotionally, she just didn't want to send her Reines to Cyril.

As if I had done something wrong.

...It was as if Reines would never come back to him once he met that person.

Ten minutes later, the butler who was placing vases in the corridor waited for Reines who was looking calm.

"Perhaps I have the honor to pay a visit to your master?" Reines stood in front of him and asked calmly.

He was angry.

The butler thought.

It seemed that Miss Selena cried a lot after returning, hoping that her master could learn a lesson and stop embarrassing a little girl.

"Of course, your Excellency is in the study."

"I thought that people who are too sick to eat should be in bed."

...

Reines pursed his lips. He almost never loses his temper with others, especially servants. It's just that Selina was indeed insulted today, which made him not have a good impression of the people in Cyril Manor.

The butler bent down at the right time and made an inviting gesture.

The study room used by Cyril is next to the terrace on the third floor. This is the room with the best view among all the rooms in the manor building. It can completely overlook the entire manor and even the town below.

Perhaps this kind of working environment can make the Duke feel more motivated to make money.

The butler brushed himself off and said, "I'll go in first and ask for the time, please wait here for a moment, okay?"

Reines had no objection and turned his attention to the grand piano in the hall downstairs.

This type of piano only appeared in recent years, and Cyril's previous piano lessons were very good. He thought idly, he was obviously a very gentle brother, why did he treat Selena like that today.

At the same time, the butler turned around and closed the door, looking slightly reproachfully at the owner behind the table who was smiling at him.

It was obvious that the owner of the manor was not at work. He was keeping an eye on his little white bird.

"Is he angry?" Cyril asked. After speaking, he seemed to remember something. His expression paused for a moment, and then his smile widened, "He is very cute when he is angry, but if he is bullied again, he will cry. "

But I've only seen him once."

"I'm sorry that I can't understand how bad you are." Mr. Butler replied, standing by the bookshelf with his hands behind his back. "Master Cobo is waiting for you outside. Do you have time to see him?"

Cyril closed the notebook with only one line written in it and relaxed back in the chair. "All my time can be left to him."

When Rhines came in, he passed by the butler. The butler of Cyril Manor looked at him. He bowed and said, "Your Excellency hasn't had breakfast yet, and neither have you. In that case, let's eat together in the study, and I'll prepare it first."

This is really strange.

Reines frowned. If Cyril didn't want to see Selena, he probably didn't want to see him. Not to mention leaving him to have breakfast and delaying the meeting.

Rhines turned his head and met the tall, pale man at the table.

"...Duke." Reines nodded to him.

It looked like Cyril was really sick. Rhines thought that when he left, Cyril's skin was not as pale as it is now.

Moreover, he has been to the sea so many times and never got tanned.

Just as Reines was thinking about this, Cyril suddenly spoke, "I thought I would hear Reines call me brother."

The author had something to say: Very good, let's play the standard configuration of the evil god in this world-- tentacle!