The old bishop explained the situation to the girls, asking them to give Gallo more love and support in the future, and then prayed to the goddess for some help.

A faint pillar of light shone through the window, shining on Gallo's face, then sweeping over his entire body before vanishing.

Gallo's entire body then became as if it had been polished and waxed, shining, full of holiness and sublime taste.

His previous face was still a little pale due to exhaustion and excessive exertion of strength, but after being polished like this, he suddenly became ruddy and shiny, and looked very healthy.

"Is Gallo, is he alright? Then I..."

Mithelan asked with some surprise, and at the same time added the second half of the sentence in his heart:

Can I fall in love with him?

"But he hasn't woken up yet..."

Youlan was not so optimistic, still looking worried.

On the contrary, Lilian Rose behaved with extraordinary action, stepped out of her calves, as if she threw herself on Gallo, and said with a little excitement and excitement in her mouth:

"Galogallo, I'm here to wake you up this time..."

The old bishop hurriedly stopped Lilian Luo, and then called out to Youlan and Mithran, who were about to move, and persuaded:

"It's better not to disturb him yet, it's better to wait for him to wake up on his own."

"But it's cold on this altar, so let's find him a bed and quilt, right?"

As he was talking, Amiya had already walked over with a quilt in her arms, and gently covered it for Gallo under the gaze of everyone, and learned Gallo's style, carefully wrapping him into a silkworm baby.

While everyone was gathered around Gallo, Captain Wendini was...

“ZZZzzz”

And Gallo in the dream is in a very wonderful state at this time.

He felt that he should be asleep, but he was exceptionally awake, and he was in a white and mysterious space, with no edge in sight, nothing around, slightly boring and empty.

He didn't know if he was sleeping, anyway, his mind was very clear, he could think about all kinds of problems, but he was not tired physically and mentally, he was very relaxed and leisurely.

It's a strange feeling, but it's not bad, the important thing is that some inexplicable words don't pop out of my head and mouth, and my brain seems to be back to normal.

"It seems that this way of sleeping should be unique to the dragon clan, right? In this state, it is indeed possible to learn and think, and even better than when it is awake. ”

"It turns out that what I got was not simply the ability to fall asleep anytime and anywhere, but the ability to enter the sleeping and learning state of the dragon clan?"

"But no one can teach me anything, and I don't know what to do with my symptoms next?"

He was whispering alone when he suddenly felt a light shine in front of him, shining on him, stabbing him a little.

There was an incomparably noble, incomparably holy aura in this light, but it was also very gentle, and it felt very familiar to him.

It's Miya-sama!

Gallo couldn't help but feel happy, feeling that his body and mind bathed in the light had been further soothed and recovered, his condition was so good that he was no longer hungry, and the strength in his body that had been consumed before was also replenished.

It felt a bit like Elliott's state of infinite recovery, a kind of protection from the true God for the angels under him.

But this kind of shelter seems to only restore Gallo's physical condition, and it doesn't help much with the most fatal mental state at the moment, Gallo himself can feel it, so when he wakes up at this moment, he will definitely be full of gibberish again.

However, if you calm down a little and think about it, the previous nonsense doesn't seem to be completely contrary to your original intention?

It must be a happy and beautiful thing to be able to fall in love with a dull person...

It must be fun to be able to bully Youlan...

Isn't it a little interesting to me that the captain has been taking care of himself all the time?

Lilian Lo is just very cute and cute, yes...

Naturally, he didn't dare to say or think about these words.

But once you say it crazy, you feel a little relieved?

Gallo felt as if he was aware of something, but he couldn't tell.

This is actually a subtle process of adaptation, allowing him to gradually adapt to his other self and get closer to the thinking of the king of angels.

However, Gallo doesn't have a clear idea of this, so the feeling is still very vague.

This process tends to last for a long time, and he will experience a lot of schizophrenic analgesia in the process, unless he can stay awake and asleep like this all the time, so that the consciousness of the King of Angels does not affect him too much.

But this is obviously impossible, he still has a lot of things to do, and if he stays in this uninhabited space all the time, he is afraid that he will be held back by more symptoms.

Just as Gallo was worried about the problem, he found that he had unconsciously added something in his hand, an old book that was yellowing old.

It was not in the underground library, but the ancient books that were bought at a high price by the Miser Orchid at the previous auction and given to him.

The book was put in his sleeve well, and for some reason it entered the dream.

"Miya-sama sent me this book to read it so that I wouldn't be bored?"

"But this is written in the ancient lingua franca, where can I understand it..."

Gallo muttered to himself with a wry smile and flipped through the pages of the book.

With a soft 'swish' sound, his vision suddenly blurred, followed by a whirlwind distortion.

When his gaze regained, he found that he had left the white and mysterious space and came to a place that looked like a church hall.

It is a grand and spacious hall, more like a square in size, surrounded by white columns, which looks holy and elegant, but also has some classical charm that does not quite fit the era.

There was also a melodious and tactful melody wafting around, like an ethereal female voice humming softly.

He was now like a humble ant, prostrate on the ground tightly, eager to pull off his backbone, and bowed spinelessly to a throne at the head of the hall.

There are many people like him around.

But it was empty, there was nothing...

Gallo's consciousness was sober, and he knew that this should be the scene of some religious ceremony, probably praying for some kind of existence to come?

But he couldn't control himself, he couldn't look up and look around, he could only silently stare at the floor in front of him.

I don't know how long I knelt down, but as the melody in my ears gradually became clear and high-pitched, something finally slowly emerged from that throne.

You don't need to look up to feel that an angel has descended!