"You have to remember a name, Grava Chaina, and you have to remember what he looked like, it was this Lord who saved the whole Nasser ........"

A large, one-man portrait is beside Barenst, on which is a middle-aged man leaping with a sword, his face carved with traces of wind and frost, and his eyes full of determination, are vividly displayed in the portrait.

"Who's so good at painting that they have painted such a big picture in just a few hours, and they still paint me so handsome?"

Charles was also very surprised, after all, oil painting is not the kind of painting mode that can be done in a few seconds with a single stroke, and the rendering layer by layer is very complicated, and it takes a long time to wait for the underlying color to dry.

"That man....... Is it the Divine One?"

Olive stared at the portrait with big eyes, as if the little fan girl of the star chaser clan had seen the idol of the king in her mind.

"I'm going to ask your dear brother Barenst, I'll ask him for you later!"

Charles looked at the spitting big ass Barenst, remembering his sentence "Little sister loves my big ass", and immediately became angry, at that time he had received many special treatments from him, Mr. did not give himself blessings, and later suspected that he was a Night Cultist, although he is now trying his best to promote his image, but a bitter meal is absolutely for him to taste.

Charles and Olive brought a dozen family knights this time, and they were on a rampage in the crowd, and after some extremely restrained pushing and shoving, the two finally succeeded in reaching the door of the Savoy church.

Barenster stood on the steps in front of the door of the Savoy Chapel, behind him a line of several Ecclesiastical knights, all of whom had participated in the underground altar battles with the Charles.

"Yesterday at midnight, we received instructions from the Divine Servant that there was an evil Nightcult activity in the Radelle district, and Brother Barenst, Ariana Paladin, and the brave knights of the Church were following them to ......."

"Birkensa, keep talking!"

Seeing Charles and Olive Live, Barencer casually asked a knight of the church behind him to come forward and continue the preaching, and walked down to receive the two of them.

"Hey, Charles, Olive Live, why are you here, the Godmother is here to explain the mystery of light, you should really listen to it......"

Barencer was still so enthusiastic about Charles and Olive that Olive was not on him, but pointed to the large portrait on the steps and asked, "Brother Barenst, have you ever fought with this Lord of the Gods?"

Barenster: "Of course, with me, a few clerics, and the paladin Ariana, we will follow the Lord of the Gods and kill the evil Night Cultists' attempts together......."

Olive : "Do you have a paladin in your church? Listen to her name, she's a female paladin, right?"

"Yes! This painting was painted by Ariana herself, and her drawing skills are just as good as her fighting skills. ”

"Can I meet the Paladin, then?" Olive began to light up in her eyes, the brilliance of a young knight who was familiar to Charles.

"Of course, I'll take you to her!"

Barencer happily led Olive and Charles into the Savoy Chapel, and after a few turns, entered a small courtyard, where the two of them stood in a daze against a large drawing board.

The person seated was none other than the paladin Ariana, and behind her was the able-bodied Archbishop Anita Randolph.

Juanita Randolph heard the footsteps and turned to see Charles and Olive walking in, smiling with satisfaction, while Ariane, who was sitting in front of the drawing board, did not react at all, just looked at the drawing board in a daze.

"Good morning, Godmother, I've heard Barencer say about Ariana's bravery, so I want to come and pay a visit!" Olive greeted her godmother warmly, and then her eyes fell on the paladin, unable to move away.

The tall posture, the cold expression, and the sassy and uninhibited are completely in line with all the images that a female knight should have in Olive Live's mind.

"No, this is Mistress Ariana, but she's thinking about how to draw the true appearance of Her Excellency the Divine Favorite, so don't expect her to be so enthusiastic about you, as long as she gets serious, no one cares. Gianda Randolph snorted at the paladin, teasingly explaining something to her.

"Is the Paladin painting? Can I learn about it?"

Olive also knows how to draw, and after getting permission from her godmother, she carefully stands behind Ariana, only to see that there is only one light on the drawing board, a light that is unusually conspicuous on the dark background, and nothing else.

Barencer squeezed over from the side and muttered, "Ariana, you can't always think about how to draw Your Excellency, you also have to draw us too, I also contributed, if I hadn't exhausted my spiritual power to give Your Excellency a dawn blessing, we might not have been lucky enough to witness the appearance of miracles!"

Ariana heard Barenst's muttering and turned her head to stare at him silently, and the staring Barencer sneered back, and then turned back to look at the sketchpad in a daze.

However, Olive next to him was interested in Barenster's words, "Barenster, you witnessed the miracle appearing, can you tell us about it?"

The sneer on Barenster's face was gone, replaced by a glint of pride: "We found the altar of the Night Cultists, but the enemy is strong........... Which of you was struck by my Dawn Blessing and instantly revealed a miracle and killed the shaman....... Later, he was blessed by Ariana's holy healing technique, and he once again manifested miracles........"

"In other words, when Your Excellency encounters the blessing of the light spell, he will reveal the light of the gods........"

"That'....... The light of the gods is ....... What does it look like?" Olive had glazed eyes, and she was already stuttering a little.

"Blazing light, there is only light left in our eyes, nothing else, but our eyes do not shed tears, only feel the warmth and majesty of the light......."

“.........”

The more the little girl Olive listened, the more shocked she became, and finally she couldn't help but turn her head to look at Charles, a look of surprise with suspicion on her face.

In the fortress of North Ferent, Charles was also blessed by the magic of light, and then a blazing light appeared, although Olive lost some memories of her presence because she was a mortal, but later Lola left a little vague memory, once told her a little bit of bold guess.

"Olive what's wrong with you? Why are you looking at Charles like that?"

Juanita Randolph asked softly when she saw Olive Live's unusual appearance.

"Oh...... No, Charles didn't come home all night last night, and when he came back this morning, he told me that he had seen a miracle, and he was exactly what Barencer had said, so I was surprised, praise the goddess, Charles was able to see a miracle, and it was the result of piety......."

Olive said this, but the eyes that looked at Charles were not like this, and the tacit understanding between the brother and sister made Charles understand that the little girl clearly meant this - "Brother, are you a god? Last night, you didn't return at night, and there was a miracle here, is it you?"

Charles rolled his eyes, stepped forward and pointed to the blank space of the picture that had not yet been put to paper, and said, "Forgive me for taking the liberty of Lord Paladin, I think that a god should be handsome, young, and happy, and should not be as old and weathered as the painting outside!"

Charles glanced at Olive as he spoke, and the meaning was very clear: "How young and handsome your brother is, and there are no wrinkles on my face, how can I be this miserable appearance that has been devastated by the years?"

Huo Ran, the female paladin who had been sitting still, turned her head and glared angrily at Charles, her sharp eyes were as sharp as knives, and she was about to stand up and reason with Charles as soon as she clenched her fists and straightened her waist.

But her way of theorizing is not to use her mouth.

A large hand was placed on Ariana's shoulder, and Gianda Randolph lightly soothed the angry paladin.

"He is my godson, Charles Chevalier, Count of Bayonne, and he often has surprising ideas, which may sound ridiculous, but not without reason!"

Ariana wanted to stand up, but was pressed by Zhu Anita's shoulder, she felt that the power on her shoulder was soft but very firm, not something she could resist, so she didn't insist, but said lightly.

"Count Bayonne, I have heard that whatever he does, it is not strange!"