Glancing at Laclaus and Fiona out of the corner of his eye, the pale-faced man had no intention of participating in the conversation between the two guys.

As the king of the Virgil Kingdom, the pale man Mantein Virgil was seriously injured when he was young, so like Fiona, he has been stuck in the strength of the sixth order and has not been able to advance to the rank of hero.

As he grew older, Manteine Virgil had already died, and he wanted to plan for his two sons more than he could.

As a kingdom located in the heart of the human race, the Virgil Kingdom has the advantage of not facing any dangers, compared to the Minus Kingdom, which needs to fight against barbarians all year round, and the Almerian Empire, which needs to be vigilant against the chaotic camp, the Virgil Kingdom is not only much safer, but also much richer.

But this is also a shortcoming, the Virgil Kingdom, which is rich in all kinds of rare mineral deposits, has always been regarded as the money bag of the human race, and the rich life makes the people of the Virgil Kingdom inherently not a qualified soldier, compared to the soldiers of the Minas Kingdom who have been tempered by the invasion of the barbarians, the military strength of the Virgil Kingdom can be said to be the lowest existence in the human country.

In addition, as the king, Mante is not strong enough, so the Virgil Kingdom rarely makes its voice heard.

The reason why he came to participate in the inauguration ceremony of the Holy See of Light this time was that Manteyin was actually forced to be helpless.

Since almost half a year ago, there have been some strange deaths of nobles in the Kingdom of Virgil, and it took great efforts to track down the masterminds behind these deaths not long ago.

Mantein did not expect that one of the tax collectors he had expelled during his grandfather's reign would become a lich, and now, this lich is preparing to overthrow the kingdom of Virgil for revenge.

Thinking of his kingdom's glamorous appearance, but in fact it was extremely weak, Mantein couldn't sit still, but he couldn't turn to other human kingdoms for help.

Since the split of the Griffin Dynasty, although everyone is still united under the banner of the Order Camp, they have secretly reproduced the idea of the Griffon Dynasty.

Especially the Almerian Empire, which is a neighbor, if other kingdoms are just talking about it and taking advantage of others at most, then this old empire really has this mind and strength.

Therefore, in order to maintain the survival of the kingdom of Virgil, Mantein had to pretend to be a good one. But in fact, the pressure on the kingdom of Virgil caused by the Lich Maltan Golden Coffin was almost overwhelming.

So this time, Mantein wanted to take the opportunity of participating in the ceremony to try to get some help from the side of the Holy See of Light, and if his two sons could deal with this priest favored by the Holy See of Light, then the Holy See of Light would be very sure that it would take action to purify that damn lich.

On the other side, King of Oberline King Guilinus Oberline and King of Sadarin Kingdom Minuman Sadalin were chatting with a female elf.

"It is a great horror to bother His Excellency Garlanod to come in person, and on behalf of the Kingdom of Oberline, I would like to express my highest gratitude to Your Excellency!" Gilinus Oberline is a middle-aged man, although he has been on the throne for less than ten years, but the kingdom of Oberline has always had a very close relationship with the elves, especially as the current king, Gilinus, who studied in the elves when he was a child, until he was promoted to a hero, and then returned to the Oberline kingdom to take over the throne.

Next to Guinas is a king of the Kingdom of Saddarin wearing a leather suit, Minuman Sadalin, compared to the Oberline Kingdom, the relationship between the Kingdom of Saddarin and the Elves is closer, because the blood of the Sadalin royal family flows with the blood of the Elves, and even Minuman Sadalin himself has one-eighth of the Elven blood.

Therefore, when Gilinus saluted the female elf Garanord, Minuman bowed as well.

"You're so gracious, Your Majesty Gilinus." As a High Elf, Garanord's face has obvious magic lines, but this does not affect the beauty of this Moon God Priest, but in terms of age alone, this Moon God Priest is enough to be the grandmother of the two kings around her, "As the staunchest ally of mankind, how could we ignore this ceremony. ”

Minuman smiled and didn't refute, but he knew that the reason why the elven clan would send this moon priest to watch the ceremony this time was probably also for the purpose of evaluating the Holy See of Light.

You know, although the Holy Light Messenger has only appeared twice, but each time it means a big change, for the elven race, in the last camp war is only less than thirty years ago, the emergence of the new Holy Light Messenger undoubtedly portends something.

Not far from these three, it is a relatively special combination.

A female dwarf, a male dwarf, and three human men, all five of whom were sitting together, talking to each other.

"Hey, Sevani, is that true? Are those wolf cubs really that powerful? The dwarf sat on a specially raised chair, ignoring his surroundings, and asked a human man in two seats with a loud voice.

The king of the kingdom of Ashwood, Sevani Ashwood, who looked young, but was actually in his seventies, reluctantly covered his forehead with his hand and replied: "Yes, Lord Grace Grace Longbeard, those damned werewolves are certainly no match for your sledgehammer, but for me and my kingdom, those damned beasts are a headache. ”

"You humans are so bad, if it were me, I would use my hammer to smash the heads of those wolf cubs and let them learn what rules are!" The dwarf Graft Longbeard sneered at Sevani as he spoke, clattering a glass of liquor down his stomach.

The other two kings glanced at each other, and only smiled helplessly, they knew that these dwarves who only had mining and forging in their minds were notoriously unable to speak, don't look at what Graft said ugly, but in fact, there was no malice, it was just that the dwarves' stone heads made them rarely think about the consequences before speaking.

As for the female dwarf, she had given up on restraining the idiot next to her, and only focused on Raphael walking in the square.

The werewolf that Sevani was referring to was a new kind of monster that had appeared around the Silver Pine Forest in recent years. The Kingdom of Ashwood, the closest human kingdom to the Silverpine Forest and the Tirisfarian Glades, has always had a strong connection with the human inhabitants of the Hillsbrad Hills and Silverpine Forest. In recent years, werewolf attacks on human farms and settlements in the Silverpine Forest have become more frequent, and the Kingdom of Ashwood has sent a number of people to investigate, but Sevani can't help but frown in the face of monsters that are bloodthirsty and more powerful than ordinary werewolves. Although these new werewolves have not yet infested the borders of the Ashwood Kingdom, he still senses some danger from them.

On the other side, as Raphael finally walked through the front of the square and came to the altar where the ceremony was held, the Pope, who was sitting not far from the main entrance of the cathedral, and an old man with white hair and a crown on his head, walked to the front of the altar together.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty Irenas, I have the honour to ask you to grant this devout believer, the trainee priest Raphael, the qualification to believe in the Light, to pursue the Light and serve the Light as a priest of the Holy See of Light." As Raphael's mentor, Fizzo was responsible for serving as the guide for this time, "Trainee Pastor Raphael, with her honesty, trustworthiness, commitment, diligence, studiousness, and modesty, not only escorted the lost Radiant Orb for the Holy See of Light, but also had an extremely outstanding talent and affinity for the light, I believe that Trainee Pastor Raphael will be a great help in fighting against darkness, destroying evil, spreading light, and contributing to the greatness of light." ”

With Fizzo's introduction, Raphael also clasped his hands and knelt on one knee in a pious gesture of supplication.

Pope Germephis XI, after Fizzo had finished speaking, took out a small wooden staff from his robe, stepped down from the altar, and gently pressed one end of the staff against Raphael's forehead.

"We pray for light, because we are afraid of darkness, and the light brings us warmth, and it brings us faith, it gives us strength, my child, and you must remember that the light will never forsake its believers, and you must firmly believe in this, and on your path to the light, there will be countless difficulties and dangers, thorns and tribulations, but those are the tests of the light, your faith, your greatest weapon, your piety, your greatest shield, the light never gives in, and the light never retreats!" As the Pope chanted, the wooden staff began to glow softly, "I hereby bear witness to the steadfastness of the faith of a believer, and to ask for the gaze of the great light to grant this child your mercy, your majesty, your supremacy!" ”

As if echoing the voice of the Pope, the voices of the priests in the square who chanted hymns gradually became high-pitched.

As more and more light emanated from the wooden staff, milky white points of light began to rise from the bright grass and grass blades that spread across the square, and together with the thicker and thicker light power in the air, they surged towards the wooden staff.

In the surprise of all the guests, a miracle that had never appeared before appeared.

The points of light that converged towards the wooden staff formed a small vortex that swirled in mid-air. Rich holy light gathered in the whirlpool, and even dyed the entire whirlpool a milky white.

"Oh my God! Could it be that this child is really a messenger of light? Fiona said, standing up in surprise.

"This is really a scene that has been seen for a hundred years, oh no, it is rare to see in 10,000 years!" LaClaus didn't have the heart to argue with Fiona.

"Light infusion? But why didn't it enter the little girl's body? Maine Gram was a little worried.

"Your Majesty is talking about the infusion of light? But that's not ......" Larry Banner, who had been calm, couldn't keep his calm mind anymore when he heard Maine say the word "light infusion", and asked.

"That's right, I can't be mistaken, it's Light Infusion!"

"But isn't that supposed to be when you light believers are promoted to heroes?"

"Yes, I only endured a light infusion when I was promoted to the hero level." Myne nodded, indicating that Larry was right, "As long as that vortex infuses the gathered light power into that little girl's body, it undoubtedly means, it means ......"

"It means that an existence destined to be promoted to a heroic priest has appeared, hehe, Holy Light Emissary, is really favored by the power of light!" Larry doesn't know whether to be happy that there is another heroic talent in humanity, or to be sad about this unbelievable fact, is there such a huge difference between people?

"Strange, why hasn't it been poured in?" As the vortex swirled, the power of the light grew stronger and stronger, but Myne grew to wonder.

And at the center of it all, directly below the swirling vortex of light, Pope Germephis XI, who was originally holding a wooden staff, was already holding the small wooden staff, and was hit by the impact of the vortex and retreated several steps until he was held up by King Irenus who was standing nearby.

"I didn't expect Meladel to be right, is this kid really ......" Although Irenus is the king of the Arnas Empire, in terms of status, among the twelve kings of the human race, he is the only person who can be compared to Larry Banner, and because the Arnas Empire has always firmly supported the Holy See of Light, the relationship between the successive kings of Arnas and the Holy See of Light is very close, and King Irenus himself, if it were not for the relationship of being the heir to the throne, would have been the same as Myne earlier, Become a staunch member of the Holy See for Light.

"It's a little strange, why didn't the Light Force merge with that child?" After being helped to his feet by Irenus, Pope Germephis XI immediately discovered that something was wrong.

"Look, the whirlpool has stopped!" Irenus gestured to the anomaly in mid-air.

As the milky white vortex rotated slower and slower, and its size became smaller and smaller, the power of the Holy Light that had been gathered together exploded as the vortex stopped rotating, forming a spectacular milky white ring in midair.

The ring grew larger and larger, slowly spreading throughout the Sacred City before dissipating into the air.

"What, how can this be? Could it be, is it all fake? ”

Whether it is the guests, or the popes and bishops of the Holy See of Light, there is a feeling of being deceived at this moment, and the huge anomaly before completely convinced them that the little girl in front of them is the Holy Light Messenger, otherwise where would there be this kind of anomaly that can only appear when promoting heroes, but with the explosion of the light vortex, everyone felt that the huge light power gathered by the vortex was not infused into Raphael's body at all.

Could it be that the so-called messengers of the Holy Light are all fake?