Chapter 68 The Sacrificial Saint of Xihuan (35)

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As the most favored person by the king in the Kingdom of Dalita, Cyril's status means that he will not think about problems from their point of view, not only for his loyal servants who have resisted the demon's attack, but also for his lover Bev.

He raised his head and took a sip of water. When he saw the familiar golden carriage appearing in front of him, Cyril's eyes lit up. He threw the kettle to the attendant behind and waved his riding whip to get closer.

According to Bev's letter, she would come back with the bishop and others. The bishop appeared, and she was naturally among the envoys behind the golden carriage.

"Bev." The young Duke called Bev while riding his shiny horse.

Along the way, just seeing everyone being attentive to Yu Shu, Bev's mood changed for her, and she was completely ignored. No one even asked her to eat.

If Bev hadn't prepared dry food, she might have starved to death without even noticing.

In short, Bev was extremely frustrated. Now that she saw Cyril coming to pick her up, the angels and passers-by who always looked at Yu Shu also looked at her, Bev felt relieved at this moment.

It doesn't matter if Yu Shu has a good-looking face. Will these angels marry a member of her family who is down and out as their wife?

He was just a person who could temporarily benefit from his beauty. How could he compare to Duke Cyril who was willing to fight against his family just to marry her.

Bev didn't realize that her hidden comparison reached its peak after Yu Shu appeared. When she saw Cyril dismounting and walking towards her, she happily walked up to him.

"Why did you come to pick me up? Didn't I say in the letter that I would come back with the bishop, so you don't have to worry about me?"

Bev said this, and anyone with a discerning eye could see the joy on her face.

A woman who is still in love with her lover is easily moved by her lover's ordinary behavior, and Bev is the same.

Cyril is a bit domineering in some aspects and would not notice that Bev secretly feels inferior from time to time, but his IQ is not low and he can see that Bev's current words are not true.

He smiled and looked at Bev with gentle eyes and said, "If you go back to visit relatives alone, I will naturally be worried."

Cyril didn't ask Bev why she came back after only one day to visit her relatives, and Bev didn't want to mention her family who used her as a showoff. She saw the bishop in the golden carriage looking at her with a frown, his eyes as calm as a wave of words. Two words: give way.

Bev pinched her dress, not wanting to show embarrassment in front of her lover, she pulled Cyril's sleeve and said.

"We still have something to do in the temple. I'll go back to the temple first and then I'll find you tomorrow, okay?"

Because of the disparity in status between the two when they began to fall in love, Bev, who was used to lowering her posture, spoke to Cyril with apologetic eyes, fearing that the other party would be angry, and her eyes unconsciously contained a request.

Cyril was not attentive enough to read every look in Bev's eyes. When he heard the smile on his face disappear, he gave Bev a comforting look, then walked to the golden carriage and said to the bishop inside.

"I heard that the person the bishop brought back this time has a great influence on humans and demons. I wonder if, as the agent of the royal family, I can observe how the temple handles this person?"

His words made the bishop's plain eyes instantly turn into swords and shoot at him, and then he looked over Cyril at Bev with a meaningful look.

Using a saint as a sacrifice to please the evil god is an absolute scandal for the temple. Except for some important people who cannot avoid it, no one else will know about it.

The bishop knew that Cyril, as the king's favored duke, knew the inside story of electing the saint to be sent to the dark forest.

But as for the fact that Yu Shu left the castle and went to a small town, the bishop promised that only his group knew about it.