When he woke up the next day, the little god was more positive and excited than usual.
Even when she was cleaning herself, she was smiling.
He rested his arms on the edge of the pool to support his chin, and his two feet slapped the water restlessly.
The white skin that emerges from the water from time to time is very dazzling.
Icarus clenched his fists and his singing voice became hoarse.
The aqua blue eyes occasionally briefly return to purple due to uncontrollability.
But it is fleeting.
He watched the water in the pool being stirred up by her, creating ripples one after another...
After a long time, he looked back.
"Get up." He whispered.
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a splashing sound in the pool.
Normally, the little god would be shy and wait a long time before he would come out.
But today, the little god didn't need him to coax him. He stood up and walked out of the pool, and ran to him to wipe himself.
Icarus was stunned.
I don't know if it was because I was dazzled by the white snow, or because her smile was so bright.
Until her soft voice sounded, interrupting his trance.
"Priest Icarus?" She gently tugged on his sleeve and raised her little head to look at him.
Icarus looked down at her beautiful fingers, narrowed his eyes, and picked up the cloth.
After getting dressed, the little god couldn't wait to run out.
If he wasn't still needed, he would probably have disappeared.
"Hurry up~" She was extremely anxious.
Seeing this, Icarus wanted to tease her even more, wanting to see her look even more anxious.
I always feel that if I do that, I can coax her into doing many things.
Icarus felt like he was getting worse and worse.
He never knew that he could be so evil-minded.
Of course, this is not to blame for the little god being anxious, because except for staying in the castle, the Pope actually does not allow her to go out.
He won't let her come into contact with people and things she shouldn't come into contact with.
What Barron wants is for her to be obedient and become his pawn, so how can he let her have her own thoughts?
So Icarus didn't tell the Pope about taking her out.
As for the people serving around him, they have long been hypnotized by him.
In the eyes of others, the little god stayed in the castle all day today.
Icarus took her out, leaving them alone.
The little god was very excited along the way and was very curious about everything he saw.
The light in her eyes has never dimmed since she left the house. She is so beautiful that people can't take their eyes away.
"Don't worry, we still have a whole day today."
He pulled her to his side and helped her straighten her hood.
Her appearance is so unique that once someone sees her, it is easy to recognize her.
Although it doesn't matter if he recognizes it, he will solve it, but that would be too disappointing.
"Let's go, find a place to have something to eat."
She has been out for a long time and must be tired from playing.
The two found a tavern, where there was a mix of dragons and snakes, so no one paid attention to them.
Icarus took her to the corner and saw her staring curiously at the two strong men sitting next to her who were drinking heavily.
They used large wine cups, which were made of pottery and were different from the gold and silver cups in the palace.
The little god had probably never seen such wine glasses before, and seeing them drinking so freely, he couldn't help but smash them in his mouth too.
Seeing this, Icarus ordered the same drink as his neighbor.
As soon as the big wine glass was brought up, the little god's eyes lit up.
Without waiting for Icarus to say anything, he took a swig from the big wine glass.
Icarus didn't stop him, he held up his cheeks and smiled.
As a result, she choked and coughed.
His facial features were all wrinkled, and he had a mouthful of wine in his mouth, not knowing whether to spit it out or swallow it.
The wine that could not be held back slowly flowed from the corner of the mouth, slid all the way to the chin, and finally fell.
Icarus's eyes, which were originally looking forward to the good show, darkened, and his eyes were like those of a wild beast, staring closely at her lips.
