In full view.
The eyes of all the believers moved to the black figure beside the girl.
The man raised his hand slightly.
The shape of the knuckles is slender and beautiful, and the hood on the top of the head is slowly removed.
Revealing a delicate face in the shadows.
His eyes were dull and his mood was peaceful.
The pale golden hair is as dazzling as the sun, and the slender eyelashes are the same color, looking like a holy portrait. His eyes were dull, and he stared straight ahead peacefully, with an indifferent expression.
The beauty, who looked like a god of light, was slightly pale due to illness, and her lips were also light in color. She walked slowly up the steps.
The voice was clear, resounding in everyone's ears, as comfortable and peaceful as if they had just heard a prayer.
The believers all looked dumbfounded.
I heard him say slowly: "Put away the holy sword. I am her guarantor."
bang.
The guarding believers widened their eyes, and before they had time to think too much, they hurriedly pointed down their swords and knelt down on one knee while holding the hilt, their voices were astonished and respectful: "See Your Majesty the Pope—"
above the steps.
The priests and bishops also opened their eyes wide in astonishment, then knelt down, touching their foreheads to the ground, and saluted devoutly to the gods, it was unbelievable:
"See Your Majesty the Pope..."
There was even more silence in the temple.
Most of the believers had never seen the Pope. They had just seen Saint Selos take off his hood and were shocked by the beauty of the other party. The next moment, they saw the guards, priests and bishops knelt down.
Moreover, with the reverence that welcomes the gods, I respectfully address that beauty——
"Her Majesty the Pope".
The temple was silent for a few seconds.
It was as if a bomb had been thrown into the crowd suddenly. All the believers widened their eyes in astonishment, knelt down silently without thinking, and all devoutly touched their foreheads to the ground.
He didn't even dare to look up again.
It seems a kind of blasphemy for believers to even look at the gods.
Just now there was a lot of noise.
However, at this time, the entire temple was silent.
Yun Xia looked around at the kneeling crowd.
She remembered the first time they met, and the scene was like this. The Pope didn't show his face in the carriage, but the believers worshiped devoutly.
The difference was that she was also in the crowd at that time, but now she was standing beside the Pope.
His fingers were suddenly grabbed by someone.
Yun Xia was startled, and raised her crimson eyes.
St. Selos moved slowly, slowly stretched out his hand to hold her, and said softly: "I am her guarantor. The blood race sincerely makes a contract with the temple, and the temple and the blood race can live in peace from now on."
Yun Xia heard that the shock value in her mind, which had skyrocketed since the pope's appearance, increased wildly again at this moment.
She showed her dimples happily.
And at this time.
Helena, who was kneeling in the crowd, had stunned shock in her eyes.
I thought that if I could drink the blood of the high priest, I would have the capital to be proud and show off.
Unexpectedly...
pope
Pope St. Cyrus
No wonder, he just glanced at her, but the bright breath could burn her skin.
Helena suddenly recalled that in the village of the witchcraft gem, that person looked over with blank eyes, but told her calmly:
"I'm hers."
—The person who said these words was actually the dignified Pope.
It's Pope Saint Cyrus...
In the legend, the youngest and majestic person who symbolizes light.
Helena felt only shock and jealousy overwhelm her.
(end of this chapter)