Taming the Dark Lord

The pope was silent for a while.

The floor was freezing and cold, and Amelia was gradually kneeling with pain in her knees, and she slid her body unsupportably.

She knew that the pope must be angry.

The Pope kindly planned for her, but she did not reject the Pope somehow, and she would be angry with everyone.

But no matter whether you want to kill or slash, please give her a good time, don't let her wait any longer!

Amelia couldn't help it, raised her head and glanced carefully.

The pope was looking down at her.

Those eyes were very complicated, loving and marveling, but they didn't have the anger and anger she imagined.

"You...get up."

The pope lifted the girl up, his voice softened a lot, "I understand what you mean. I really didn't think about this matter well. I will rearrange it. Don't worry."

"I will continue to send people to negotiate this with you later. You go back first." The pope seemed to have something urgent to do. He speeded up his words and left in a hurry, leaving only Ami Leah stood alone in the middle of the room.

Amelia: ...?

She patted the dust on her knees strangely and glanced at the direction where the pope was leaving.

The road seemed to lead to the cathedral.

I don't know what the Pope is doing to the cathedral in such a hurry.

It just so happened that she had to pass through here on her way back, and Amelia took a glance in passing as she passed the cathedral.

The scepter that symbolized the supremacy was placed on the ground, and the pope knelt on his knees and worshipped the tall and bright statue in front of him religiously.

He closed his eyes tightly, his lips slightly opened and closed, as if to say something.

The dark elf popped a head from Amelia's jacket pocket and followed her gaze into it.

A few whispers drifted into his ears along the wind.

"...So pure and so innocent, my god, you will be satisfied with her..."

The dark elf sneered absurdly.

Who is pure?Who has no time?The old man has hallucinations with his dizzy eyes.

Amelia pressed his head back, "Look at something, didn't you say it? Don't come out."

Annoying lackey!

The dark elf was angrily and helplessly pressed back.

At the moment when his vision was about to disappear, his gaze inadvertently swept over the bright idol on the side.

'Crack!'

Silent cracking sound.

In a place where no one could see, the statue of the god that was supposed to be invincible and invincible had a crack silently.

After returning home, Amelia couldn't wait to throw the elf out, "Can you stop messing around inside, itchy, don't you know?"

"Oh, I still want to talk about you."

The dark elf stood still with a sneer, her petite and cute body stretched out, and in an instant it changed back to the handsome adult appearance: "You smell too bad, so remember to take a shower when you go out."

"what?"

Amelia opened her eyes incredibly, "Who do you think smells bad? I use the most expensive spice. How could it smell bad? You have a smell problem!"

"Unpleasant smell is unpleasant, no matter how much perfume you spray, you can't hide the smell on your body." The elf sat down lazily, his collar casually opened, revealing a solid honey chest.

It is worth mentioning that the dark elf, who has been wearing bad sheets, finally has his first suit, although it is a new uniform that Amelia secretly picked up from the inspection team.

The crisp knight outfit with white embroidered gold thread, the belt is tightly tied, and his thin waist is drawn out. A row of buttons on his chest are not buttoned every time, and the perfect muscles are exposed in the wind.

Amelia told him to pull up the collar several times, but the elf just refused to listen, and later Amelia followed him.

Anyway, it wasn't her who had a cold and was uncomfortable.

"what did you say!"

Amelia was furious.No matter which girl is said to be smelly, it is impossible to feel comfortable.

"Smelly." The dark elf uttered a word slowly against Amelia's terrifying expression, and made a particularly affectionate expression, as if she was stinking so far away.

Amelia: Kill him, kill him, kill him...

The anger rushed to the top, but she calmed down, showing a soft and pleasant smile, with murderous eyes, and said every word: "You will sleep on the ground tonight."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a plop, and the dark elf, who was sitting leisurely on the chair with his jaw, suddenly fell to the ground with numb hands and feet.

Here again!

The dark elf raised his head laboriously, and stared at Amelia fiercely. You have the ability to fight me with a real sword, a minion!

Amelia feels good.

Every time she saw the dark elves being bullied and angry and angry, she felt very happy.I can't hate bullying too much, it's best to make him cry out.

It's a pity that this idea is a bit difficult and probably impossible to achieve.

After a short amusement, Amelia walked to the desk and opened her book to read.

I can’t help it. Tomorrow will be a practical class. What you get for the momentary indulgence now is the shame on the spot tomorrow.

The room was quiet for a while, only the sound of flipping books.

The elf lying face down on the ground suddenly said dullly: "That statue is your God of Light?"

Amelia was wandering in pain in the ocean of knowledge, and casually answered him: "Yes, what's the matter? You like it?"

She said this obviously with a bit of ridicule, but she did not want to but caused a great rebound from the elf: "How is it possible! I just like you, it is impossible to like that shit!"

What do you mean by liking, I will not like shit?

Amelia took time out of her busy schedule and glanced over dangerously: "Don't want to move in this life?"

The dark elf raised eyebrows sharply, met her gaze, and sneered: "As expected of a running dog, I just said the God of Light, look at how excited you are."

Amelia didn't bother to explain too much to him, and continued to lower her head and study hard.

After a while, the elf began to speak awkwardly: "Hey! Do you know the Dark God?"

These three words seem to have penetrated into his soul deeply, even if he doesn't know anything and can't remember anything, every time he tries to remember who he is, he can always think of this word intuitively.

The elves have a guess.

He...isn't he a god?

Under the dominion of the Light God Sect, all books about the Dark God were destroyed and burned. Anyone who just said the word, or even the relevant words in the book they bought, would be taken away.

So Amelia didn't know the details about the dark god.

But this doesn’t prevent her from talking nonsense: "Dark god, I know, I’ve seen records about him before, and I heard that he has four arms and eight legs, his face looks like a bat, and his eyes are connected back and forth. The thread, covered with black hair, makes people think of the most fearful things in their hearts."

The dark elf imitated the image she said in his heart.

too ugly.

He couldn't accept his original appearance.The elf firmly crossed out the original guess in his mind.

"Why are you asking this suddenly?" Amelia said without looking up.

Of course the elf couldn't tell her the truth, he fell back on the ground again and said vaguely: "It's none of your business."

Amelia rolled her eyes and stopped talking.

The night became a little deeper.

The words in the book were enlarged a little bit, causing Amelia to close her eyes involuntarily and gradually lose her attention.Just when she almost fell asleep with a book on her pillow, an inaudible voice suddenly floated behind her:

"Alfonso."

"My name should be Alfonso."

When she woke up the next day, Amelia was dazed and almost stepped on the elf lying face down on the ground.

"I didn't let you go last night?" She said dumbly, rubbing her eyes: "Go back to bed in the basement and sleep on your own. I won't take you out today."

The magic was unlocked, and the elf stood up, glared at her with a pair of hostile blood eyes. She seemed to be in a very bad mood, and pierced and said: "The running dog, what do you want to do with me? Or do you want to give me to someone else?"

Time is urgent, Amelia quickly tidied up and dressed up with magic, lowered her head to find a book from the messy bookshelf: "I'm afraid you won't be able to keep it up all night. If you want to go, go and chant, and no one will stop you. "

No one speaks behind him.

Amelia couldn't control him, she searched for a long time before she found the book. When she was about to turn around, she suddenly felt her pocket sink.

She lowered her head, a little elf was curled up inside, poked her head out and looked at her vigilantly, and closed her pocket.

Amelia covered her chest.

If this elf doesn't look at its personality, it seems that occasionally it is quite cute...?

The saints have an exclusive small torture room. In a small corner near the wall, there are a few small dark creatures placed here all year round to train the saints and experiment with magic.

Amelia was a little late. When she arrived, most of the saints had already gathered in front of the torture room, standing in groups and chatting together.

This is the first time she has hosted a large-scale event since she became the chief. Many people were waiting to see her performance, so as soon as she appeared, everyone's eyes and eyes gathered.

The crowd stood around the most central Debra, making small laughs from time to time, and occasionally glanced at her, not very respectful.

Amelia's lips curled slightly.

It seems that everyone is still inclined to choose Debra to host the scripture. She is very pleased to think, great. I think so too. Everyone has the same goal and strives to achieve the goal in the end!

Amelia cheered herself up and happily took out the key and opened the door of the torture room.

In order to prevent the prisoners from running out, the torture room had no windows and was covered with a magic shield. It was fixed with strong special metal everywhere, blocking every gap.So when I opened the door, the room was dark and I couldn't see anything.

As the magic lights on both sides of the wall were on, the two shivering, and the young girl hanging on the frame appeared in the light.

A certain saint glanced from behind Amelia, and said in surprise: "Oh, it's the newly caught witch from the courthouse. He actually gave us two witches. It's not the messy little things anymore. Here comes a big piece."

Big piece, do you mean these two girls?

Amelia held the key with her fingers trembling slightly. She suppressed her heartbeat, but she let the saints in without any waves, and even the corners of her lips smiled like other saints. .

"Have you brought the book? I would have taken the witch's mallet with me if I knew it." Someone grumbled.

"Of course not. I thought it was some inconspicuous little animals and I didn't bring them. I don't remember much in the book. What can you do? Do you remember?"

Debra's expression was soft and gentle and calmed everyone: "It doesn't matter, I have memorized all this book, so please ask me if you can."

"As expected of Debra!"

"That's it, even if you can memorize such a thick book, it's no wonder that it's the first saint in synthesis."

The crowd gradually gathered around Debra, seeming to have forgotten the true chief of one side unintentionally.

Debra smiled softly, and Amelia, who was stiff and silent, passed over the corner of her eyes.

Look, this is the result of having no strength but still weighing on everyone.