Holy Right: A Multiverse Occultist

Holy Right: A Multiverse Occultist Chapter 426

'I thought I could be absolutely sensible, even if I sacrificed everything, I wouldn't make a fuss, but now it seems that as long as I'm still a human, it's impossible to become such a cold and emotionless machine .

''Speaking of which, I and father...Aleister are the same people.

'Roy's thoughts paused and he laughed at himself.

At this moment, Roy's warm and smooth little hand held him tighter, Roy The imagined behavior of Emilia cringing because of disappointment and fear did not appear.

“It’s really good that the father didn’t lie to me. In fact, from Hughes, from From those ruthless demoness cultists, I knew that the demoness cult was not as good as it seemed, even after I left the forest, I knew that the demoness cult was even synonymous with evil outside. "

"...but everyone in the clan also told me, father, you have actually done a lot of kind things and saved a lot of innocent people. Everyone in here is... the biggest witness, Ferutona mother, they believe in the father, I believe in the father more!"

Roy suddenly felt a soft rubbing in. In his arms, Amelia's delicate and tender Shan Ы袅 Temple leaned against his arms.

There was a faint shampoo in the nostrils that the girl had just finished bathing.

Breath, a few strands of naughty silver hair jumped, jumping to Roy's nose, making him feel a little itchy.

Roy's open hand paused, and slowly He put his arms around Emilia's shoulders.

"I am no longer a child, and I am not as naive as I used to be. I believe that as long as I work hard, I will succeed. Persistence, everyone can have a bright future, I already know that when I am happy, there must be others who are unfortunate, there is only so much happiness, and it is impossible to distribute it equally to everyone."

"...and the father is...the one... who bears all the pain, but leaves the joy and happiness to our hero, maybe someone lost everything because of the father, And bear sorrow, but all these sins should not be carried by the father alone, because we are also the perpetrators of happiness."

Roy felt a little cool in his clothes, That's Emilia's tears.

"If I'm still complaining about the 'hero's father' , it seems that I am too naive, our hero may be... the executioner to others, but I don't want the father to bear all the sins alone, and I also want to help the father to bear it all."

Amelia pushed Roy gently and stood up straight from Roy's arms, two lines of tears fell on her white pretty face, and her cyanotic eyes were even more moist , with a few pale red bloodshots in the sparkling waves.

For a kind girl like Emilia, when she knows her closest person, herself Her father has committed many sins, her father sometimes has a palpitating sanity, is full of terrifying desires, plots everything against it, and acts very ruthless and ruthless, which will definitely blow her heart The deepest longing.

However, she really grew up, and did not arbitrarily argue about those...errors and darkness, She clearly knows that no matter...

It's her or the peaceful life of the elves, in fact, it's achieved through blood and blood that can't be seen.

There are always people who are walking in the dark. In Emilia's heart, Yi may not be a good person in the conventional sense, but she believes that he is a real good father.

"Felutona mother told me that everything the father does is actually saving the world, if there is no father, more people will die, I will not go shameless Asking why the father can't make: everyone is happy, but I hope the father will not leave me, no matter what kind of hatred...

Evil will let me and Father, will we take it together?"

Amelia raised her delicate snow-white hands and snow-white little fingers, she pursed her lips, shed tears, She smiled and said: "...Felutona mother said that as long as the agreement must be followed, the father must also follow it. If the father feels tired, he must think that Emilia is here, and I... ...the daughter's arms will also be left to the father forever."

Speaking, Emilia's face reddened first.

Roy looked at her hooked fingers and slowly raised his hand, hooking her with his little finger.

"Okay, then it's agreed, Liya, but there is no sin that you need to bear, because I have already done the same good as sin... The daughter is finally grown up, no matter what. ....

Which aspect."

Roy suddenly laughed and glanced at Emilia's neckline, making a pun.

The half-elf girl's face turned bright immediately, as if she was drunk, and her skin was as pale as jade.

'Swipe to change color.

"In this world, there is Demonness, but there are also angels, your smile is like an angel, with the power to heal people's hearts, So don't cry anymore."

Roy wiped the tears from the corner of Emilia's eyes with her thumb.

..."Ha, what a father-daughter relationship!"

When Roy left Emilia's bedroom, When I got to the corridor of the mansion, I saw a pretty silhouette at the door. She was wearing a complex and magnificent patriarch dress. The red and black skirt looked like a blooming rose. Half of her face and eyes were blocked by a folding fan. There is a little bit of ridicule in the middle.

"I'm eavesdropping"

Roy seems to be asking, but in fact he says with certainty .

"I'm starting to doubt the relationship between you now, is that... atmosphere really father and daughter"

An interesting meaning flashed in Priscilla's eyes, but the arrogant woman didn't say much, just said: "...It seems that you are going to make your daughter the new king. , is this considered an imperial order?"

"...how about it, do I need the help of a concubine, on the way Emilia becomes a king, the concubine But she is an obstacle that is difficult to overcome."

Priscilla raised her head and said arrogantly.

Without the help of others, Roy also admits that Emilia is impossible to defeat the smart woman in front of her.

"Then what do you want"

"Let the concubine become her stepmother, so that the 'daughter' of the concubine will become the king, even if the concubine voluntarily admits defeat, it doesn't matter."

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Priscilla actually has no interest in the so-called throne and power. This woman with excess self-awareness just wants to use this method to prove herself, to prove her excellence and pride, she is just holding on to what others have She must also have the mentality of things.

After understanding this, Priscilla is actually a very easy-going person.

"Why are you so obsessed with me "

Roy asked with some doubts, although he and Priscilla knew each other for three years, but the contact between the two sides was not as much as he imagined, could this woman be because of I was not arriving, so I became stunned.

"Because you are the only one who can make the world not revolve around the concubine body, so the concubine body feels that there is only one You can barely be worthy of a concubine, and a concubine is... like you!"

Priscilla said boldly, fearless, as long as she fell into a state of excess self-awareness , you won't be shy at all.

"You don't like me, you crave my body..."

Roy snorted, then suddenly grabbed Priscilla's white wrist and walked to the bedroom at the other end of the corridor.

"What are you going to do?"

Priscilla stumbled by Roy's footsteps and asked inexplicably.

"Don't you want to be Emilia's stepmother? Then I want you to have the fact that you can be a stepmother!"

Roy said without... shame.

If you don't go home and stay here at night, of course I won't let it go. Anyway... no matter what, I won't suffer.

Priscilla didn't expect things to develop like this at all, and she was a little stunned for a while. You must know that Roy has always given the impression that she is not a womanizer, but a very noble person. , that's why she dared to flirt.

But now Priscilla feels like she's off the hook.

First Chapter 186 The real usage of the return of death

"The seventeenth time..."

In the morning, Roy took off the light and soft quilt and stood up. He covered his head and muttered, stepping on the heavy cotton carpet, casually putting on a coat, and sitting at the table.

"Um...is it morning"