The old bishop first explained the situation to the girls, asking them to give Gallo more care and support in the future, and then prayed to the goddess, asking Him to provide some help.
A faint beam of light came in from the window, shone on Jia Luo's face, then swept across his whole body, and finally disappeared.
Gallo's entire body also became as if it had been polished and waxed, shining brightly, full of holy and noble flavor.
His face was pale due to exhaustion and excessive energy consumption before, but after being polished like this, it suddenly became rosy and shiny, looking very healthy.
"Is Gallo all right? Then I..."
Misseran asked in surprise, and at the same time added the second half of the sentence that she was embarrassed to say:
So can I have a relationship with him
"But he hasn't woken up yet..."
You Lan was not so optimistic, she still looked worried.
On the contrary, Lilian Luo acted extraordinarily active. She opened her calf, as if throwing herself on Gallo, and said with a little excitement and emotion in her mouth:
"Gallo Gallo, I'll wake you up this time..."
The old bishop hurriedly stopped Lilian Luo, and stopped You Lan and Misseran, who were about to move, and persuaded:
"It's better not to disturb him yet, it's best to wait for him to wake up by himself."
"But it's cool on the altar, why don't you find him a quilt?"
Just as she was talking, Amiya came over with a quilt in her arms, and covered Gallo gently under the eyes of everyone, and imitated Gallo's style, wrapping him carefully into a silkworm baby.
While everyone was surrounding Gallo, Captain Undini...
"ZZZzzzz"
Gallo in the dream is in a very strange state at this time.
He felt that he should have fallen asleep, but he was extraordinarily awake. He was in a white and mysterious space, and he couldn't see the edge at a glance. There was nothing around him, which seemed a little boring and empty.
He didn't know whether he was sleeping or not. Anyway, he was very clear-headed and could think about various problems without being physically and mentally tired. He was very relaxed and leisurely.
This feeling is a bit strange, but it's not bad. What's important is that some inexplicable words will not pop out of my mind and mouth, and my mind seems to have returned to normal.
"It seems that this way of sleeping should be unique to the dragon race, right? You can indeed learn and think in this state, and even the state is better than when you are awake."
"It turns out that what I got was not simply the ability to fall asleep anytime, anywhere, but the ability to enter the sleep-learning state of the Dragon Clan?"
"However, no one can teach me anything, and I don't know how to solve my symptoms next?"
He was whispering alone, when he suddenly felt a light shining in front of his eyes, shining on him, dazzled him a little.
There was an incomparably noble and holy aura in this ray of light, but it was also very gentle, which made him feel very familiar.
It's Miya-sama!
Jia Luo couldn't help but be overjoyed. He felt that his body and mind bathed in the light had been further relieved and recovered. His condition was unbelievably good, his stomach was no longer hungry, and the previously exhausted strength in his body was replenished.
This feels a bit like Elliott's state of infinite recovery at that time, a kind of protection from the true god for the angels under his seat.
But this kind of protection seems to only restore Jia Luo's physical condition, and it doesn't seem to help the most terrible mental state at the moment. Jia Luo can feel it himself, so if he wakes up at this time, he will definitely talk nonsense again gibberish.
However, if you calm down and think about it a little bit, those nonsense words before don't seem to be completely contrary to your original intention
It must be a happy and wonderful thing to be able to fall in love with Daidai...
It must be very interesting to be able to bully Youlan...
The captain has been taking care of himself like this, does it mean something to me
Lilian Luo is very cute and cute...
These words, he usually dare not say, also dare not think.
But once he said it crazily, he felt a little relieved
Gallo felt that he seemed to realize something, but he couldn't say it.
This is actually a subtle adaptation process, allowing him to gradually adapt to another self, and get closer to the thinking of the king of angels.
However, Gallo didn't have a clear concept of this, so the feeling was still vague.
This process often lasts for a long time, and he will experience a lot of schizophrenic analgesia during this process, unless he can keep awake and sleeping like this, so that the consciousness of the king of angels will not have too much influence on himself.
But this is obviously impossible, he still has a lot of things to do, and he has been staying in this no-man's space, he may be suppressed to have more symptoms.
Just when Gallo was worrying about this issue, he found that he had something more in his hand, an old book that was so old and yellowed.
It wasn't in the underground library, but the ancient classics that Miseranhua bought at a high price and gave to him at the previous auction.
He put the book well in his sleeve, and for some reason it fell into a dream.
"Master Miya sent me this book, because he wanted me to read it so as not to be bored?"
"But it's written in ancient lingua franca, how can I understand it..."
Gallo muttered to himself with a wry smile, flipping through the pages of the book.
Accompanied by a soft 'swish, swish' sound, his vision suddenly became blurred, followed by a twist like a whirlwind.
When his sight was restored, he found that he had left the white and mysterious space and came to a place that looked like a church hall.
This is a grand and wide hall, the area is more like a square, surrounded by white columns, it looks holy and elegant, but also has some classical charm that does not fit this era.
There is also a melodious and melodious melody floating around, like an ethereal female voice humming softly.
At this time, he was like a humble ant, crawling tightly on the ground, as if wishing to lose his spine, he bowed to the throne at the very beginning of the hall very spinelessly.
There are many others like him around.
But there was nothing there, nothing...
Although Gallo's consciousness is clear, he knows that this should be the scene of a religious ceremony, and he is probably praying for something to come
But he couldn't control himself, couldn't raise his head to look around, and could only silently stare at the floor in front of him.
I don't know how long I knelt, and as the melody in my ears became clearer and louder, finally something slowly emerged from the throne.
Gallo didn't need to look up to feel that an angel had descended!