under hope

Today was the second day of preparation in the church. Flora knelt on the altar as usual, gazing devoutly into the eyes of the statue.

The priest recited a prayer under the altar. He was very happy that Miss Flora could stop crying.

But in fact, because of what happened yesterday, Furala was just showing off. Whenever the priest left, she would play with Victor.

"Madam, you need to watch until noon. Please also note that blinking a few times is allowed."

The priest finished reciting the prayer, bowed to Furala and left the church.

"The priest has gone away, Furala."

Victor walked into the church and stretched out his hand to Flora.

"Don't forget that, Victor."

Fora La jumped down from the altar with the help of Victor's hand, then turned back and pointed at the eyes of the statue.

"Don't worry, I won't forget it."

After Flora stood firm, Victor climbed onto the altar again and covered the eyes of the statue with a round shield.

Although Flora had already questioned the affairs of the gods under Victor's influence, she would still The statue of fear.

They sat side by side on the bench. Flora tilted her head and leaned on Victor's arm, happily telling anecdotes.

"Victor, let me tell you, there is a minister in the royal family who always wears a goat skull mask!"

Fora La said enthusiastically

"Goat skull? That's too weird."

Victor responded, his hand quietly hugging Flora's shoulders.

"Um? Victor, you are guilty of the above."

Furala looked up at Victor's slightly red face, questioningly tapping Victor's chest with her finger.

"You like that, don't you?"

Victor asked with a smile.

"it's OK."

Furala pressed against Victor's chest and listened carefully to his"thumping, thumping" heartbeat.

"It's jumping so fast... Victor, are you nervous?"

Furala raised her head with a proud expression, but she never thought that her face was already red.

"Still want to tease me? Furala? Your face is already as red as a cherry."

Victor smiled and pinched Furala's face gently. This duel ended with Furala's defeat again.

"I hate it..."

Furala sat up straight, covering her red cheeks with her hands, and murmured:

"I don’t know why, but it happens when I’m close to Victor. Obviously this wouldn’t happen when I was a child..."

As if she was unwilling to admit defeat, Flora became serious, her mind lit up, and she came up with a winning idea.

"Victor!"

Furala suddenly became serious, raised her face slightly, and closed her lovely eyes.

"Um?"

Victor felt puzzled.

"kiss Me."

Victor was stunned. Although they liked each other, they had never kissed each other, even when they were children.

His heart was beating hard, and his face soon started to get hot. He tried to take a deep breath to relieve the tension. The method also failed

"Well, you win, Furala."

Victor raised his hands to express defeat, but Furala didn't look like she was going to open her eyes.

"Furala, I give up."

Victor stretched out his hand and shook Flora's shoulders slightly.

"I didn't expect you to back down at this time."

Furala opened her eyes proudly, her tone was a little disappointed, as if to cheer herself up, she took another deep breath

"Let me take the initiative to attack at this time!"

Fura La looked at Victor affectionately, stretched out her hands and hugged Victor's neck.

"Eh? Furala you……"

Victor, who was a little surprised, had not finished speaking when his view was completely covered by Flora.

——It has a sweet taste, sweeter than any candy.

Victor couldn't help but hugged Furala and held her tightly in his arms.

This initial sweet experience lasted until both of them were out of breath.

"Huh...Fu La La?"

Victor, who got a chance to breathe, gasped frequently and looked at Furala who was taking deep breaths again.

"We're going to attack again, Victor."

Fola La, who quickly adjusted her condition, pounced on Victor and pressed her lips against him.

Her head was hit hard on the bench, and the sweet taste in her mouth made Victor's whole body numb, so that it faded away. She felt pain.

It seemed like something was dripping on her cheek. Was it tears? Is Furala crying?

Victor, who was crushed underneath him, hugged Furala and unexpectedly felt that Furala’s body was Trembling.

After this time, Victor immediately adjusted his condition and held Flora's face in his hands.

"Hmm... are you finally going to fight back?"

Fura La didn't struggle, but her tone was a bit happy.

"Why...are you crying?"

Victor stroked the tears at the corners of Flora's eyes and just kissed her forehead.

"cry? Is that me?"

Fura La was a little unbelievable, but tears did flow out again.

"Probably because...tomorrow is the last day."

Fura La smiled at Victor, and her tears fell down along the tear tracks.

"Cough...Victor, come with me."

The sudden sound startled the two of them. They quickly separated from each other. When they turned around, they found that it was the earl. The earl looked embarrassed and waved his hand to signal Victor to come out with him.

"clear."

Victor walked out of the church with his head lowered.

"Dad, this is not..."

Flora wanted to defend Victor, but the Count ignored her and just took off the shield on the statue.

Victor, who was standing outside the door waiting for the Count's arrival, was very nervous. No matter how tolerant the earl is, he probably won't allow this kind of thing to be done in the church.

"take it."

The Count tensed his face and handed the shield to Victor, who was still there with his head lowered.

Victor took the shield fearfully, and then immediately knelt down and saluted:

"I'm very sorry, Lord Earl, I just can't bear to see such a ceremony."

Although he knew that what he did had crossed the line, Victor still hoped to fight for Flora.

"Alas, I understand your mood, child, get up"

"Originally, Flora was supposed to be your wife, but now..."

The Earl did not blame Victor, but instead looked melancholy at Flora, who glanced at her from time to time in the church.

"Lord Earl... I know that you also have difficulties. Most of the people in your territory still believe in the moon god."

Victor was a little surprised at the earl's tolerance. He also knew that sacrificing the ruler's daughter was a long-standing bad habit.

"Victor, there is a warlock at the waterfall to the east. He may have a way to solve it."

The count suddenly said, speaking very quickly

"Good afternoon, Earl."

The priest who appeared from the alley greeted the count and then walked into the church.

"What did you just say?"

Victor thought he heard wrongly. What the Earl meant was... asking him to find a way to crack the divine sacrifice?"

"Victor, the people in the territory don’t want to suffer from continuous heavy rains. There are some things that are not easy for me to do in my capacity."

"I will place a bodyguard knight in your place."

The earl patted him on the shoulder, smiled and waved to the priest who was looking here, and then left along the path.

Only then did Victor confirm that the earl wanted to find a way to stop the ritual.

"Furala, just wait, I will take you away from the Moon God with my own hands."

Victor firmly stretched out his hand in the direction of the church, and the plan for the long journey had already begun to be planned in his heart.