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

After crossing that snow-capped mountain, the further you go into the heart of the Dark Continent, the warmer the climate becomes.

The seasons on the Dark Continent and the Light Continent are completely opposite; it is the dead of winter on the Light Continent, while it is the height of summer on the Dark Continent.

Moreover, the sunshine hours here are longer than in a normal summer, the area is vast, and even the air is hot and dry.

The appearance of the Dark Temple was also somewhat different from what Wen Yubai had imagined.

He expected to see eerie spires, dark stone walls, and several menacing stone statues crouching at the entrance.

In reality, although the temple's architecture is predominantly dark, its towering spires are not menacing; instead, they feature smooth, elegant lines and dark red tiles on the top, creating a mysterious and solemn atmosphere.

People coming and going wore light summer clothes, with leisurely and bright smiles on their faces.

Before Wen Yubai could see anything, everything suddenly went black.

A cloth was placed over his eyes.

Wen Yubai: ?

Erebus's voice came from behind, cold and hard: "Don't even think about peeking at the layout of our Dark Temple, Son of Light."

Wen Yubai said helplessly, "If you blindfold me like this, I can't see the road, how am I supposed to walk?"

He thought Erebus would tie him up with ropes and lead him away like a prisoner, or perhaps more gently, leading him by the sleeve.

But the next second, his body was suddenly lifted into the air, and he felt a pair of arms pass through his knees and shoulders, lifting him up steadily.

After Wen Yubai's vision was covered, his other senses became exceptionally sharp.

He could clearly feel countless seemingly invisible gazes around him, curiously observing them.

Wen Yubai felt a wave of embarrassment, turned his face to Erebus's shoulder, and lowered his voice:

"Erebus, put me down. You can lead me by the hand in other ways. I promise I won't peek."

Erebus resolutely refused: "Impossible."

The man kept his eyes straight ahead and walked with a steady gait.

"Holy Son of Light, I warn you, don't even think about using tricks to memorize the route."

Wen Yubai: ...

Bro, I just realized you're only one-dimensional.

-

After a long and awkward journey, Wen Yubai heard a muffled thud as Erebus kicked the door open.

Then Erebus went in, placed him on a chair, and tied him to the back of the chair with a rope.

Erebus did not remove the blindfold covering his eyes, so he had no idea where he was being held.

cell?

But it doesn't seem like it. There's a faint scent of fragrance in the air, which is unlikely to be used in any prison cell.

A moment later, the rim of a cold glass touched his lips.

"Have some water," Erebus's voice came from above.

Wen Yubai remained silent for a while, then obediently opened his mouth, as he was indeed a little thirsty.

He sipped the warm water, the water flowing over his dry throat.

"Are you hungry?" Erebus asked again, then paused, as if to justify his actions, and added, "We in the Dark Temple have no tradition of mistreating prisoners."

Wen Yubai couldn't figure out his intentions for a moment.

Is it that they'll let us eat and drink well first, and then use torture to extract a confession?

"Need not."

He wasn't really hungry right now, but his mind kept wandering to the worst-case scenario.

Erebus might still retain a sliver of friendship towards him, but the others in the Dark Temple might not, and they could easily use some means to interrogate him for information about the Temple of Light.

This is a delicate balance to strike. Should he surrender to the enemy on the spot, or hold out for a while before expressing his disappointment with the light and his faith in the darkness?

After finishing his water, he removed the rim of the cup from his lips.

"I'll come back and interrogate you later."

Erebus left after saying this.

As the Dark Prince, the first thing he would do upon returning to the temple is to report to the Dark High Priest.

Erebus was prepared to be nagged; with the high priest's mouth, he could go on and on for three days and three nights without repeating himself.

Fortunately, he managed to bring the Holy Son of Light back, who is a key figure in the Temple of Light.

Erebus couldn't even imagine the extent of the blow he would suffer without the Holy Son's Temple of Light; this was a truly great achievement.

Based on this achievement alone, the high priest could not say anything against him.

Before leaving, Erebus looked around his dormitory room.

Everything was spotless; the desktop was immaculate, the books on the bookshelf were neatly arranged by category, and the succulent on the windowsill was still alive, its leaves round and plump, clearly indicating that it was regularly watered and cared for by someone.

The layout was exactly the same as before he left, so the Dark High Priest wasn't too angry and was willing to leave his bedroom intact.

As for why the prisoners were kept in his own room...

Erebus thought: The prison is cold and dirty, and the Holy Son of Light is new to the Dark Continent and will definitely need some time to adapt. What if he gets sick from not being used to the environment? How can the interrogation be carried out?

For the sake of the greater good, he had no choice but to make this sacrifice.

Yes, I'll use this line to deal with the high priest later.

Erebus pushed open the door, locked it, and went out.

-

After Erebus left, the room returned to silence.

Wen Yubai's vision was completely dark, so he leaned his head back in the chair and simply closed his eyes for a nap.

After all, we don't know what kind of situation we'll face next, so let's rest up first.

"Tsk."

Without any sound of the door opening, a soft clicking sound suddenly rang out from inside the room.

Wen Yubai immediately became alert and subconsciously turned his head toward the source of the sound.

But the next second, his chin was pinched by two fingers, and his face was turned in another direction.

"real……"

The voice paused for a moment before slowly uttering the second half of the sentence: "An accident."

The God of Order had intended to make a sarcastic remark, "What a sorry sight."

But He looked around and then took another look at the Holy Son of Light.

Her face was fair with a rosy glow, and her cheeks even had a bit more softness, showing that she was well taken care of.

He wasn't even a little disheveled or haggard, let alone disheveled.

The God of Order had no choice but to temporarily change his wording.

Upon hearing that nonchalant tone, Wen Yubai knew who the visitor was.

He frowned slightly, wondering what this deity wanted to do this time.

"The God of Order."

The God of Order smiled and comforted her, "Don't be nervous, I'm not a good god."

Wen Yubai: ...

The self-proclaimed "Good God" of Order reached out and removed the black cloth covering Wen Yu's eyes.

The long-awaited light suddenly flooded in, and Wen Yubai couldn't help but squint. After his eyes adjusted to the light, he slowly opened them.

Then he saw the God of Order.

The deity stood before him, bent over, one hand pinching his chin, the other holding the black cloth.

Her short, dark blue hair was slightly curled, her emerald green eyes were smiling, her cool-style clothes were loosely draped over her body, and her gemstone chain swayed between her collarbones.

Eyes facing each other.

Then he heard the God of Order say the next sentence.

"I never expected Erebus to kidnap you, Holy Son of Light. I've come to rescue you. How about we elope?"