After withdrawing from the king's study, Smoker began to be treated as a rag doll at the mercy of the people sent by the church, whether it was bathing, changing clothes, or hairstyling, and was tossed for a full two hours before he walked out of the palace gate in the evening bell.

From the gates of the royal palace to the main church of the church, Smith had to walk through step by step, like other candidates for sainthood. Fortunately, the main church is only a 10-minute walk from the palace.

This body is really pampered, even wearing the flat shoes of the holy female candidate, after walking for five minutes, the heels are also rubbed red, and Si Mo even feels that the skin may have been broken.

However, she could not complain that all the costumes of the saints were uniformly made. The fabric of her white dress was also not the silky satin she used to wear, but rather a rather skin-abrasive burlap.

Because it is God's choice of servants, the purpose of the church is to be humble, honest, merciful, and equal. It's almost the standard of a knight to ask for these holy candidates.

So, after walking for ten minutes to the main church, Her Royal Highness the princess, who had delicate skin, had already become red, and her heels were already red and swollen.

It looked like a tortured prisoner. But she still maintained this noble and calm expression on her face, and if it weren't for the female preachers who followed her all the time, I am afraid that she would have thought that she was physically safe and sound at this time.

"Her Royal Highness has worked hard."

The deacon of the church came out of the main entrance of the church, and saw that although Princess Susan still had no expression on her face, she was already covered with cold sweat, and although she was standing upright, it was still difficult to cover her slightly red and swollen arms under the sackcloth sleeves.

The deacon laughed, as a servant of God, what is this suffering? Thinking that our god was crucified by the pagans and still showing his mercy and mercy, my pain is insignificant compared to the nail piercing into the bone marrow.

What's more, every time she thinks of her brothers and sisters who are still suffering in places where God's glory does not shine, Susan's heart will be miserable, and what is the pain in her body compared to the pain in her heart? ”

Si Mo bowed his head humbly, and his tone of voice was equally gentle and compassionate, and the deacon, who had always prided himself on being a god, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, I had never seen Princess Susan so reasonable and understanding in the past?

is worthy of being a princess of the royal family, this mouth is more like a god stick than the previous candidates who have already arrived at the holy woman, ahh

Regardless of what the deacon thought in his heart, as a professional clergyman, he reverently drew a cross on his chest, and then placed his right hand on the head of the princess as he had done before with the other holy women's candidates.

A long string of scriptures came out of his mouth, and the constant praise of God made Smoker laugh in his heart, and finally the moment he raised his hand, something suddenly happened that he did not expect.

The princess's golden hair suddenly disappeared into the wind, and then a cloud of golden light flew out from the top of her head, and the moment she raised her head, it suddenly shone brightly, reflecting her already beautiful face more and more divinely soft.

"It's ...... This is the Light!! God has come!! ”

Less than five seconds passed from the deacon's initial incredulity, to the confirmation of the golden light, to the final prostrate on the ground, and the female preacher who had been following Sima Mo heard the "Holy Light" son and knelt down.

The deacon's cry had reached the ears of the archbishop, who had been following the ritual into the city, and he hurried down from the altar to see the golden light above Princess Susan's head gradually growing, enveloping her entirely.

The bold female missionary looked up and saw that the red, swollen and broken skin on Princess Susan's body, rubbed against the sackcloth and hard shoes, had recovered with a speed visible to the naked eye, until her body was as smooth and flat as it had just been after bathing.

"God!! Bless your people! ”