Through a door, the girl in the black cloak approached slowly, leaned close to the snow-colored figure, raised her small face and said seriously: "Is it okay?"
"..."
The Pope was a little surprised and lowered his eyelashes slightly.
His lifeless eyes paused, his hand resting on the door frame dropped, his fingertips were covered by a large snow-white robe, he stood quietly, pure and flawless, and his expression was calm and breezy.
He tilted his head slightly.
His eyes fell on the girl's direction without focus, and his voice was clear and gentle: "Nowhere to live?"
"Yes."
The girl stretched lazily, "It's a pity that there is no place to go, anyway, I am the owner of the house, so it doesn't matter if you take me in for a night?"
She pulled the neckline of the cloak, raised her crimson eyes from under the black cloak, and blinked innocently.
The Pope's heart is pure, and the breath of light is holy and abundant, and she will not be hurt by the light, so staying with him is of great benefit.
Besides, a person with such a clean character... If she doesn't take the initiative to approach, the other party probably won't take the initiative for the rest of her life.
At that time, when this world mission is completed, the two may not have much intersection.
I am so sad.
Yun Xia pulled the cloak and stepped forward, approaching the piece of holy gold, raised her head and held the corner of the man's robe, "Is that okay? I can turn into a bat and hang upside down in the corner to sleep for one night."
The golden robe and the black cloak are close together, like light and shadow intertwined.
Saint Selos raised his exquisite eyebrows, and the priest's robe was pulled by the girl and shook slightly.
He pursed his thin lips slightly, but did not stop her, and drooped his thick eyelashes: "Since you can turn into a bat... it will be the same wherever you hang it upside down."
"..."
Yun Xia blinked.
Is this a rejection
She was about to make up another random reason, but the man turned sideways, didn't say a word of refusal, instead stepped out of the way, knocked lightly on the door with his white knuckles, and said in a gentle and pleasant voice, "Come in."
He turned around and walked slowly through the door.
The blood girl behind her was stunned for a few seconds, then hurriedly walked in, turned around and closed the door.
She rolled her eyes and explained: "Of course it can't be hung anywhere. It's so desolate to hang it in the corner of the street. I'm the queen of blood clan. I must live in a spacious room."
Saint Selos returned to the desk and sat down, the sleeves of his snow-white robes hanging down.
Hearing the girl's words, he turned over a page of the doctrine, raised his eyes and thought for a while, then lowered his eyelashes, and the corners of his lips curved slightly.
Yun Xia looked over inadvertently, and was immediately stunned.
Under the light, the inconspicuous smile on the corners of Saint Selos's lips is like a calm god, evoking a smile in front of the believers, and everything seems to be a foil for the background.
Only that beautiful face, and its pure and flawless curvature.
Yun Xia was stunned before she came back to her senses, and stepped forward to return the seal.
Saint Selos paused with his fingertips brushing the braille, his eyes drooped in apathy, and he went to get the seal with his fingertips.
Although he is blind, he can move freely, whether it is walking or daily activities, as if there is no obstacle. The golden seal between his snow-white fingers looks holy and beautiful.
Yun Xia walked around the gauze curtain, walked behind the desk, and stood beside the other party, "The high priest agreed to my request when he saw this seal."
Saint Selos didn't respond, put the seal aside, and said calmly: "It's good to help you."
Yun Xia was about to say something more, but suddenly there was a knock on the door.
The Pope slightly raised his eyes, "Please come in."
(end of this chapter)