"Stop, His Majesty the Pope is in front, and no one else can approach." The guards grabbed the girl by the shoulders and wanted to take her out.
Yun Xia put her small hands on the arms of the believers, and said in the direction of that person, "Your Majesty Saint Selos, you invited me."
"..."
In the huge corridor, it seemed that time was suddenly frozen.
There was no sound.
The believers around were all stunned, and even loosened their grip on the girl a little.
In the next second, everyone turned their heads and looked at the black-haired girl in disbelief, their eyes full of ironic emotions.
How dare you lie in front of His Majesty
Who doesn't know that His Majesty Saint Selos doesn't go out often, and even the king wants to see him, eight or nine times out of ten. The remaining time may be when the Crown participated in the revision of the bill and had a face-to-face meeting with the king.
The priests dared not disturb him.
How could the pope know ordinary believers
Even if they knew each other, they would only be old devout believers, how could it be a young girl.
The guard believers were all amused, they didn't expect this girl to be able to tell such a lie at such a young age.
Still in front of His Majesty's face.
Courage is big enough.
They couldn't help being a little surprised.
As a result, Yun Xia, who was caught, suddenly heard a ding-dong sound in her mind.
[Shock value +1, current shock value 1]
She froze for a moment.
... a little confused. Did she do something to increase the shock value
She looked up at the holy figure.
Saint Selos turned his face slightly, his dull eyes moved over, and stopped silently in this direction, his brows were pure and flat.
The slight sideways glance makes the lines of the slender neck more beautiful and attractive at the same time. The star-shaped frame hangs in the center of the two collarbones. Under the pale complexion is the delicious blood.
He holds the scepter in one hand and the teachings in the other calmly. The morning sun shines on his pale golden hair, and his posture is like the god in the portrait.
The guard believers took the girl back.
Yun Xia blinked, thinking that this person wouldn't change his mind so quickly, wouldn't he even help
She opened a pair of dark eyes, staring at the figure of the pope without blinking.
Saint Selos finally said, "Wait."
"..."
The guarding believers all stopped and turned around in confusion. After being slightly stunned, they did not forget to half kneel down and face the Pope reverently.
Pope Saint Selos had a melodious voice, purifying his soul like reciting a doctrine, calmly and gently said: "I invited her, let her in."
"..."
And so the corridor fell into an even more hushed silence.
The eyes of the guarding believers were a little dull. Looking at the slender figure of the Pope, the priest's robes were hanging down on the ground in white, their expressions were neither sad nor happy, and their eyes stopped on their side.
Yun Xia breathed a sigh of relief.
The other party still helped her, that's good.
She almost thought that he had discovered the magical feeling of sucking blood, so she regretted it and didn't want to trade.
She glanced at her guard and said, "Don't let me go?"
The other party let go of his hand quickly, but his expression was still a little dumbfounded.
The ding-dong sound also rang in Yun Xia's mind again.
[Shock value +2, current shock value 3]
The shock of the people around can be seen from their dull eyes.
After Yun Xia was released, she patted the corner of her skirt, took a few steps forward, and approached the Pope's figure.
She showed her snow-white canine teeth, and whispered to the man: "Thank you."
(end of this chapter)