The next day.
The warm sunlight spread flatly on the glass dome of the Vatican.
The Vatican has blocked what happened last night.
The information about Cavens was also completely destroyed.
This kind of top-level scandal will not only affect the Cavens family, but also the reputation of the entire Border Church.
Thanks to the Vatican's efforts to lower the heat, Agnes' punishment was not that severe. In addition, since she hunted down a cult stronghold to atone her sins, her salary was only suspended for three months.
But the news cannot be completely blocked.
The name of Brother Xianzong, the hero of the dark night and the nemesis of the cult, gradually spread in a small circle, and was as mysterious as an urban legend.
As for the inexplicable extra gifts in the house,
What does the gift that your brother Xianzong accepted have to do with me, Ansu
In any case, the Night of the Red Moon is completely over.
If you want to make more money, you will have to wait until next year.
Ansu knelt before the glorious statue, reported all his gains from the previous night, and received the reward from the goddess.
His magic power reached thirteen points.
After he finished praying, he stood up, turned his head and was startled.
Luojia Fast appeared behind him at some point and was staring at him expressionlessly. His pair of bright golden eyes reflected Ansu's face directly, as if he was staring at a corpse.
"Yesterday." She said simply.
This is to call for punishment.
Ansu understood what Lorgar was referring to.
Luojia came to look for Ansu early yesterday morning, but encountered Cavens returning. Ansu thought it was a waste of time, so he studied and read a book nearby.
After reading for a while, I saw that they hadn't finished yet, so I sneaked away alone.
".sorry."
Anzu apologized directly.
Luo Jia stared at An Su for a long while before she sighed helplessly, "Follow me."
After coming out of the Vatican, Ansu and Luojia walked on the street one after the other.
Of course, An Su doesn't care about these things at this moment.
He stared at Luo Jia who was walking in front of him, just wanting to understand what the purpose of this little saint was.
They were silent all the way.
Luojia walked in front of Ansu, carrying a wooden box, and did not let the latter observe her expression.
The fresh sea breeze blew through the street, and the wind chimes tied on the roadside made a tinkling sound. Luojia's long silver hair also scattered in the air, swaying in the wind, and occasionally a strand of hair brushed across Ansu's cheek, making her feel itchy.
Was what happened last night exposed
An Su didn't think so, after all, he did it very secretly.
Besides, what does the person killed by your elder brother Xianzong have to do with me, Ansu Morningstar
Walked along the street for a while.
Luo Jia finally turned his head, looking very solemn and serious, his amber eyes staring straight at An Su, his thin lips slightly parted, with a very serious attitude - making An Su a little nervous.
—But she said seriously,
"I'm hungry. Want breakfast?"
"You're doing this to scare people, just to eat?"
"Eating is a sacred thing." Luo Jia was still very serious. She said coldly, "Second only to the goddess."
An Su had no choice but to say,
".Well, I'm hungry too."
This breakfast shop faces the sea and serves delicious cakes, fresh milk, and excellent bread.
They chose a seat by the window.
Outside the window is the aquamarine sky and the azure sea, each occupying half of the window. If it weren't for the occasional sea breeze that slightly stirred the white clouds and stirred up some waves, the whole world would be a blue still painting hanging on the window frame between them.
Luo Jia ordered a piece of blueberry cake and a glass of fresh milk; she ate the cake very gracefully, with her back straight, her thin lips slightly parted, and her eyes slightly narrowed as she chewed and tasted, like a cat basking in the sun.
After enjoying the dessert, she held the steaming fresh milk in both hands.
"What exactly do you want from me?" An Su had already finished his portion of bread. He didn't want to play dumb with this saint anymore. It was quite an uncomfortable feeling.
"You've already eaten two blueberry cakes. Each one costs ten copper coins. They're very expensive and not very tasty."
Ansu said.
In fact, for Ansu's family, twenty copper coins were not a lot of money. He said this just because he didn't want to get entangled with Luojia anymore.
"The Saints' written test will be in four days."
Luo Jia raised his eyes and looked at An Su. His eyelids, as white as rime, trembled slightly. "I heard that you come to the library to study every day and go home very late."
"That's right." An Su said, "In fact, I don't go home at night. I have found many dedicated professional teachers to give me special lessons."
He didn't lie.
It is true that he found many professional tantric teachers to prepare special meals for him at night, but it was only these teachers who ate at the stove.
When the Mother Goddess eats, she really gives her heart out, and blood is about to splash out.
"You really want to join the Glorious Church." Luo Jia paused, and then said, "I am very happy about this."
"I have been a loyal believer of the goddess since ancient times." An Su also answered seriously.
This is also the truth, and I am not afraid that Luo Jia will see through it.
After all, for the honest and simple An Su, he will loyally trust whoever gives him the most benefits.
"Maybe this will help you." Luo Jia took out a booklet from his bag and handed it to Ansu.
An Su took it and looked at it. As soon as he opened the first page, he was shocked by the momentum in it.
Neat handwriting, clear logic, interconnected knowledge points, and detailed and accurate explanations of terms
"These are the notes I took when I was studying," Luo Jia explained, "Maybe they can be useful to you. Of course, you don't have to throw them away."
An Su remembered the setting in the game, Luo Jia ranked first in the national written test. In An Su's previous life, this was the top scholar's notes.
He calmly put it in his pocket.
"So," Lorga stared at him, blinked his beautiful eyes, and tilted his head, "how many blueberry cakes is this worth?"
"How about I buy this store and give it to you?" An Su said in a friendly manner, "It won't cost much anyway."
"I don't want so much, I just want one more."
Luo Jia was really a serious person. She actually explained to An Su, "I can't eat the extra cake."
"Also, I have something else to give you." Luo Jia put the wooden box he had been carrying on the table and opened it.
Inside was a very beautiful log, with a faint glow floating in it, and even a few broken leaves on the branches.
This is a staff.
You can actually cast spells without a staff, but there is a certain benefit to casting spells with a staff.
[Glow Staff]
[Second-level top quality]
The second level in front is the level of magic it can use, and the higher level in the back is its quality.
[Effect: A second-level staff blessed by the gods can cast mid-level and lower full-attribute magic, and when using holy light magic, there is a 50% chance that the magic point consumption will be halved.]
"This is the staff I used before," Lorgar said. "You may need it more."
This thing is very valuable.
It is the staff issued by the Holy See to the prospective saint.
You can’t buy it with money.
Even An Su, who was so thick-skinned, couldn't accept it anymore. He couldn't help but ask, "Then what do you use?"
"I don't need it." Luo Jia took a sip of hot milk, "The Church will give me a new staff - a third-level staff."
A third-level staff meant that she became a third-level warlock.
There is only one possibility.
An Su's eyes moved, "You awakened to become a saint?"
The upgrade system of the saint is independent of the witch hunting saint flow.
"Almost." Lorgar replied, "I haven't told anyone else yet."
"The first one to tell you."
After being slightly surprised, An Su regained his composure.
He was not surprised by this. After all, according to the original plot, Luo Jia had become a saint a month ago.
"Tomorrow, I will probably leave the border city and head to the cathedral."
Luo Jia said that the cake she ordered had arrived.
"Why give it to me?" An Su asked.
"Because you need it more. It is very difficult for the Son of the Curse to become a saint." Lorgar looked into Ansu's eyes seriously, "Besides, I'm returning a favor to you."
"What favor?"
"You saved my life—just one favor." She took a bite of the cake.
Luojia Fast has his own pride.
"Hasn't it been paid off? You recommended me to become a quasi-saint." An Su said with a smile.
"That's indeed the truth." She frowned and showed a troubled expression, "It is indeed paid off."
She is a serious person.
"Then let's do this." Luo Jia paused and came up with a good idea, "Buy another piece of blueberry cake in exchange for my staff, and that will pay off the debt."
"Didn't you just say," An Su was puzzled, "that you could only eat one piece of cake?"
But Ansu did as he was told, and the blueberry cake was served soon.
"I don't want to eat it, you eat it."
Luo Jia smiled, a smile that showed a hint of success, a bit of cunning, and a bit of brightness, as if she was taking revenge on An Su for standing her up these past few days.
This was also the first time An Su saw her smile. She tucked the fine silver hair on her forehead behind her ears, and the warm sunlight fell on her body.
"I'm leaving this city and going to the Temple of the Seven Gods in the Imperial Capital. Before I leave, I want to share my favorite flavor with you—you just said that this cake is not delicious, right?"
Just because of this, Luo Jia has been waiting for me.
"The Vatican has many problems, many, many problems. I have always known this, but I cannot change it."
"The Cursed Son became a Saint. No one has ever done this in the thousand years since the founding of the Holy See. I hope you can set a precedent and bring about new changes."
"I hope to see you again in the imperial capital of Farol."
Lorgar said, "Ansu Morningstar - although the road ahead is difficult, please let me look at you with new eyes."
"You will regret this." Ansu picked up the fork and put the cake into his mouth. "But I promise, I will open your eyes."
An Su has a clear understanding of himself. He has never been a righteous person, and he will never occupy the moral high ground.
But he will indeed climb up the hierarchy of the Curia step by step, from saint, to priest, to bishop, archbishop, cardinal, pope, and pope - until he has transformed the Curia into a more suitable form.
Just for himself.
However, what Ansu can guarantee is that his way of playing will really open Luojia's eyes.
"Like Cavens, also a Knight's commitment?"
Luo Jia tilted his head and smiled with a hint of mischief.
"Wrong." Ansu bit into the cake, "This is the promise of a cursed child."
The blueberries have a light sour taste on the tongue, including a refreshing sweetness.
Luo Jia also closed her eyes slightly and tasted her own piece of cake. In the morning sunshine and the sea breeze, they chewed the same slightly bitter and sweet taste.
The story of the border city is over, the next stop is the imperial capital, Falor!
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