The plot of "Quick Transmigration: The Charismatic One Always Collapses" is incomplete.

Upon seeing the cold glint of the sword, the two men, who had been blinded by beauty, finally calmed down.

They were nobles, after all, and worldly-wise. They recognized the origin of the sword at a glance: it was enchanted with light elements, a standard-issue sword only Templar Knights possessed.

One of the nobles hesitated, asking uncertainly, "Are you from the Temple?"

Wen Yubai and the paladin were both dressed in plain clothes and did not want to reveal their identities.

Faced with this trouble, Wen Yubai didn't mind revealing a little information. He nodded slightly, without denying it.

Upon learning that they were from the Temple, the two nobles visibly hesitated for a moment, but that hesitation vanished when they saw Lovin's face.

This person is so young, and he only brought one knight with him. He's probably at most a low-ranking bishop or a relatively good priest.

Everyone knows that the Temple has declined. Even if they offended the people of the Temple, would the Temple really hold them accountable for such a small matter?

They couldn't afford to lose face in front of Lovin, so they gritted their teeth and continued shouting, while also calling on their servants to surround them.

Several burly men pushed through the crowd, blocking Wen Yubai and his group in the middle, making it clear that they wouldn't be allowed to leave.

Wen Yubai's expression didn't change much.

The paladin's sword was ready to strike.

But just then, Lovin tilted his head, unable to recall the surnames of the two nobles.

It doesn't matter, it's irrelevant.

Loven turned her head to look at them, smiled slightly, and was breathtakingly beautiful.

But what came out of his mouth were words filled with coldness.

"Did I give you any face?"

-

In Stone Village, on a sunny afternoon, a paladin was sweating profusely.

The dirt road was built from the foot of the mountain upwards, and it was already more than 200 meters long. The stone steps he carved with his sword were very stable to walk on.

After being repeatedly condemned by the priests, he poured all his remorse into the road-building project.

He then realized how outrageous it was that he hadn't stopped the Holy Son.

I wonder how the Holy Son is doing now, whether he has suffered any injustices or encountered any danger...

He was so negligent!

Thinking of this, the Paladin Commander swung his sword even harder.

"Commander Paladin! Commander Paladin!"

Urgent shouts came from afar.

The paladin stopped what he was doing, looked up, and saw Priest Xiao Du rushing towards him.

Priest Xiao Du ran very fast, almost tripping over the pile of rubble. He didn't care about his appearance, and was covered in sweat and panting heavily.

"Sir Paladin, we've found a water source!"

The paladin commander was taken aback. "What?"

Xiao Du, supporting himself on his knees and panting heavily, said intermittently:

"Yes, it's the mountain where the Holy Son asked us to build the road. The rocks there are particularly thick, and we wanted to clear away all the loose stones, so we dug deeper, and unexpectedly unearthed an underground river!"

"Are you telling the truth?!"

The paladin commander's eyes lit up.

Stone Village has been short of water for quite some time now. If they could find groundwater, it would solve a major problem.

In his excitement, he forgot he was still holding a sword and impulsively plunged it into the ground.

The sharp sword energy, enhanced by the light element, pierced directly into the hard rock layer.

But the feeling of stabbing with the sword was wrong.

It is neither as soft as soil nor as brittle as ordinary stone.

It was too hard, like hitting something, the blade got stuck halfway, unable to move forward or backward.

With a flick of his wrist, the paladin commander's enchanted sword glowed with a white light. He exerted his strength, pressing the blade down and slightly deflecting it.

Priest Xiao Chuan leaned closer, half-squatting down to look into the gap in the sword, and saw a faint blue light shining through the crack.

"Huh? Why is it glowing inside?"

The paladin gripped the hilt of his sword, raised his hand, and swung it. The blade sliced ​​away the mud and gravel covering the ground, sending that small patch of ground flying.

After the dust settled, the two were stunned.

"This is?!"

"Glowing mineral!"

-

Outside the city of Yanings.

After a full five days, Wen Yubai was finally able to embark on the return journey to bring Lovin back to the temple.

He originally planned to take Loven away that day, but plans can't keep up with changes.

First, there were the admirers of Lovin from the city of Anings who wouldn't let him go. Those people were like madmen, blocking the door every day, hoping that Lovin would stay.

But Lowe's attitude was completely disregarded; one second he was smiling, the next he'd tell someone to get lost.

Those people dared not move forward because of his attitude, yet were unwilling to leave because of his beauty, and could only stare at him in a daze.

Finally, Wen Yubai invoked the title of High Priest, saying that Lovin was a distinguished guest of the temple, which finally deterred most of the admirers.

Then came another problem: Lovin refused to ride a horse.

It wasn't that she really refused to ride a horse, but rather that she insisted on sharing a horse with Wen Yubai.

The paladin refused on the spot, his words righteous and indignant.

Being beautiful doesn't mean you can do whatever you want.

Who knows what Lovin is thinking? If he causes trouble and the Holy Son falls off his horse and gets hurt, he'll have to go back to see the Holy Knight Commander with his head.

It's impossible for Wen Yubai to ride with Lovien.

He's learned his lesson enough from all those worlds.

So he arranged a carriage for Lovin, from the kind bishop of the Arnings branch temple.

The carriage wasn't large and its design was ordinary, but there was a blanket laid out inside, so it wouldn't be too uncomfortable to sit on.

But Lloyd didn't even lift the curtain to take a look; he just pouted, clearly expressing his dislike, and refused to sit down.

[How fussy! So many quirks. Take it or leave it.]

188 is a system that is completely resistant to Lovin's beauty and has no intention of compromising with him. It finds him irritating no matter how you look at him.

Wen Yubai also wanted to say that.

But he had to take Loven back; he couldn't linger here.

So he took Lloyd to the carriage shop and let him choose for himself.

Lovin chose a very exquisite carriage.

The carriage was decorated with intricate patterns, lined with velvet cushions, and the curtains were made of fine gauze. Even the carriage shafts were inlaid with copper ornaments.

It looks expensive.

Wen Yubai appeared calm on the surface, but his heart was bleeding; he understood the same feelings the High Priest had.

I definitely can't afford to buy it, but I can talk to the boss about renting it. That would be just enough, but I'll have to be frugal on the road.

The paladin wasn't as calm as him.

He stood aside, watching Lovin nitpick, and finally couldn't resist any longer. He quietly leaned close to Wen Yubai's ear and whispered:

"Holy Son, why don't we just knock him out and take him back?"

Wen Yubai's brow twitched; he was somewhat tempted.

Seeing that Wen Yubai remained silent, the paladin assumed that the Holy Son was kind-hearted and couldn't bear to do it, so he quickly volunteered:

"Don't worry, I'll handle this myself. Just pretend you don't know anything about it."

The paladin thought to himself, "I'm doing this to relieve the Holy Son's worries. What's wrong with sacrificing my knightly virtues?"

He was willing to do anything to ensure the safety of the Holy Son and the smooth progress of the journey!

While still picking out decorations for the car interior, Lovin suddenly turned his head and glanced in this direction, a half-smile on his face.

The paladin felt a chill run down his spine. He was speaking so softly, surely no one could hear him?