This title sounds much more noble than the blood servant.
However, the essence remains the same.
Saint Selos didn't refuse, but just raised his hand. The priest's robe was white, hanging from the cuffs to the ground, and the teachings not far away flew towards him, hovering over the Pope's white fingertips.
"In that case, Her Majesty the Queen will listen to prayers in the temple for a few days to show your sincerity."
His voice was gentle, and he raised his clear eyes, which seemed to be looking at her, and seemed to be looking at the void quietly through her.
The eyes that were out of focus due to blindness added holiness and purity to the pope. He faced the blood clan calmly, "I can only believe you if Your Majesty accepts the prayer from the temple."
Yun Xia nodded, "No problem."
She paused, leaned forward again, bared her small fangs and asked, "Your Majesty... Do you know how humans feel when they suck blood?"
St. Thuruston lived.
He shook his head slightly, frowned lightly, his eyes were pure, even a little innocent, holding the golden-covered teachings, and the snow-white religious robe hanging on the ground, slowly said: "This... there is no such thing in the materials of the temple. record."
Huh
Yun Xia blinked.
The Pope stared at her blankly, blinked his light-colored slender eyelashes slightly, pondered for a few seconds, and asked calmly, "So, how would it feel?"
The girl bent her crimson eyes, and with a smile on her lips, she shrugged: "Being bitten, it must hurt."
—Of course you can’t tell him the truth!
This is the Pope, baptized by faith and light, if he knew that sucking blood still has that feeling... he would definitely not be abducted by her.
Anyway, it's just a feeling.
It doesn't really do anything, and it won't affect the Pope's power.
It's just that as a member of the temple, the belief is pure, and if he knows it, he may feel a little uncomfortable psychologically...
Let's not talk about it.
The girl hooked her lips to reveal a small dimple, but her smile was a bit vile.
Pope Saint Selos didn't know anything about blood sucking, and after hearing the answer, he lowered his eyelashes.
His light brown eyes were as clean and clear as a lake, and he replied in a gentle voice: "Pain... is not a problem. Your Majesty has passed the prayer test in the temple, and the transaction can begin."
"No problem." Yun Xia readily agreed, "Then I won't bother Your Majesty today."
She turned around and jumped onto the window lattice lightly, her slender legs were slightly bent, and the girl's long silver hair was blown by the night wind.
Just as she was about to jump down, she suddenly remembered something.
She turned her head, "Your Majesty, you have to show sincerity, right? Every time I finish my prayers for a day, you can give me a little blood... as a reward, how about it?"
The girl couldn't help but lowered her eyes slightly, and landed on the fair-skinned neck. She licked her small fangs, and her eyes were red.
Saint Selos had no objection, nodded his head slightly, his clear eyes contained no impurities, holy and pure, and said flatly: "Yes."
Yun Xia raised her eyebrows, turned her head and jumped down from the window sill, the black cloak spread out like pitch-black wings, silently sweeping across the night sky.
Saint Selos stood where he was, thought for a while, and drooped his thick eyelashes.
Eyelashes covered the pope's clean and holy eyes. His white fingertips lightly touched the doctrine, brushed over the uneven Braille, and raised his hand against his thin lips to cough lightly. His complexion became fairer and clearer.
There is indeed no record of blood-sucking in the Temple.
Is it just pain
(end of this chapter)