The Cathedral of St. Faro, this is an ancient building with a history of hundreds of years. It should be somewhat old in theory, but what Luoya did not expect is that it feels resplendent and magnificent.
Aside from the spotless ground, the chandelier group that seems to symbolize the ubiquity of light is a special lighting object. There is no swaying light at all. Instead, it is as stable as the electric light of the previous life. Under this stable light source, whether it is a wall or a wall. The ceiling is filled with countless religious frescoes.
Roja's understanding of the original goddess religion is still very limited. Many of the murals describing myths and legends are not understood. However, as a nobleman, his artistic appreciation has been admired since childhood. In the eyes of a young man, these murals are not only exquisite, but also Many of them are made by famous artists, and such a large collection of murals is simply priceless.
This is the precipitation of a heavy history and a comprehensive manifestation of the strength of the church. After entering the door and raising awe, Roja led the staff to the auditorium, and then... there was no more.
It was not that the people of the Holy See were hanging him. It was too busy on the eve of the large-scale event, and the manpower was seriously insufficient. In desperation, Roja could only visit within a fixed range on his own. It was not until more than an hour later that he saw the Great Holy See John.
It was an old man with gray hair and shameless appearance. He was no different from any people seen on Roya Road. However, if you observe carefully, you will find that he is not smiling, but he gives people a kindness. He is sitting on the red carpet. On his stone seat, he was dressed in a white holy robe. The lights in the room were not brilliant, but seemed to be attached to him.
Roja was surprised but couldn't describe the feeling that this kind of strangeness was synchronized into the epic legendary story, and the heart of reverence was soaring, but he knew the reasons for this.
Origin quality [kindness], that is one of the most suitable origins of human beings that the Hezkrits have firmly controlled since ancient times. Kadia once said that the high-ranking transcendents of this family are like sages in the eyes of mortals. , Lies and sins have nowhere to hide in front of them.
"The Akat family, Roya Akat came to meet, it is my honor to meet you, Your Majesty John."
Facing such a strong man, Roja naturally did not dare to be disrespectful. The young man touched his chest and saluted himself to report to his family, showing a good family education. Saint John looked at this lovely child with a serious look and couldn't help laughing.
"No need to be like that, kid, come here, I heard Noelle mentioned you.
John’s voice is peculiar to the old man, which gives people a sense of peace of mind. Roya was taken aback when he said Noelle’s name directly. He felt inexplicably like seeing the parents of his classmates. The teenager approached cautiously and found that John It's really like the old grandpa next door.
"Eat fruit?"
"Uh, no, I've had dinner."
"Well, I have it over there if I want to eat it. It's fresh today. Take it whatever you want."
"..."
This is comparable to a child-like conversation that made Roya quite speechless, but what he didn't know was that he was a child in John's eyes.
John is over a hundred years old, and Roja is only ten years old, the same age as his granddaughter. He saw that Roja had nothing to do at all. He just wanted to show his closeness to the Acate family. By the way, I saw my granddaughter's rare "good friend". .
"By the way, how did you use that sword?"
John, who found the winged dagger on Roja's waist, looked at the sharp sword light with great interest. Roja solved it and handed it to him directly.
"It's very smooth, I heard Miss Noelle said that it was because of the adaptability of absorbing my blood."
"Well, yes, the winged dagger is also a very magical type among many holy objects. It can incubate. Your sword is full of sage. It will probably be completed in the past few days... Wait, eh?"
Stroking the feather-like texture on the dagger, the old man moved for a while, lowered his head and blinked. At this time, he could feel the vitality of the two parties contracted with the dagger, that was the love of Noelle and Roja. Vitality is also an essential element of incubation ability, but unlike other daggers, this vitality is much stronger.
"A high degree of fit? I didn't expect it to be..."
Elder John started to mumble on his own, looked at the dagger again and again, suddenly raised his head and looked at Roja.
"Child, your sword should give birth to two abilities."
"Hey? Two kinds?"
"Yes, you and Noelle's strength fit is quite high..."
Lord Holy See happily started popular science. According to him, the blood dripping ceremony of the dagger is actually the royal family uses his own blood to bring the other side to fly, so that the winged dagger can incubate skills, but occasionally the blood of the banned person The power is very compatible with the leading royal family, and there will be a phenomenon-double flying.
In this case, the powerful complementarity of forces will give birth to the second skill of the winged dagger. This kind of thing is rare, and it has only appeared once in history.
"Well, good friends with such a compatible strength, Xia bless you, you two may be people who are destined to stand together."
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John was very happy when he found a small surprise. He felt that this was Xia's guidance. He immediately saw Luo Ya's eyes become more cordial, but Luo Ya who was hit by the news was sluggish.
Fit her? No, I, I am not shaking m.
Gan, don't let her know about this!
Roja's horror was unknown to John. The old man was very happy about the short sword, so he decided to talk about some other topics.
"My child, I heard about you. Well done. Nowadays, there are not many justice-minded youths like you among the nobles. In the decades of peace, the swelling desire has polluted many people."
John stroked Roja's head and sighed, as if he was reminiscing the bloody age when he was young.
"I have been fighting the darkness all my life, and you and Noelle may be the same. The darkness is different in different eras. My era was on the battlefield. You may not have that opportunity now, but it does not mean you. Our enemies are weak, on the contrary, they may be more secretive and difficult to detect."
John lowered his head and stared at Roya's somewhat confused golden pupil, his eyes seemed to be looking at something else through his pupils. After a long time, he said deeply:
"Your family is a family with a long history, but the years have erased too much... I hope you can regain your former glory."
John sighed again when he said this, but Roja could hear something else.
Inherit the family? Regain the glory? What are these words...
"Mian, time is almost up."
"Well, I'm here... My child, let's talk about it this time. May Shia bless you in the new year."
Hearing the reminder from outside the door, John ended the conversation with Roja, before leaving, he touched the boy's head and sent the first blessing of the New Year, and then left to preside over the New Year's prayer meeting.
And Roja ushered in the new year amidst full of doubts.