Why Is the High Priest Teasing You Again?

[Overhead · Western fantasy group portrait · Slow-paced development · No CP main line · Contrast cuteness] [Apologies for the label, ancient times were selected by mistake] In the fifth year of the dry season, Lena walked to the altar for his brother. He thought he would die on it. In the end, he didn't die, and he was stamped as some kind of "god's favored one". Although the god only left a small wet mark on his palm, he never paid attention to him again. Later, he discovered that his life began to be slowly penetrated by a group of people in their own ways. Pope Pral always put a candy into his closed prayer book after the Rain Ceremony, with a note attached: "You performed well today, thank you." While the doctor Philok was bandaging his wounds, he could talk about the herbs and the bad love history of the knight leader, until Reiner couldn't help but remind him: "The bandage has been wrapped seven times." Librarian Joe silently replaced the candlesticks in the dark corridor he passed every day with brighter wicks. A very small note was posted next to the candlestick, which read: "It is bright here, please walk in peace." The dragon cub Xie Busi had chewed up half of the furniture in his room, but still stubbornly held his hand with its wet nose until he put his palm on the inverted scale on its forehead. And the person who once rejected him with a cold body—— Later, it wasn't that cold anymore. What they gave was nothing earth-shattering. They are clumsy, noisy, with their own body temperature and burrs—— A long precipitation process that is enough to re-humidify the barren years. At this point, the small patch of moisture in his palm finally had an echo.