An Luo followed the other party to a palace.

It was glittering with gold, and in the middle stood a huge statue of a god.

He recognized the idol, the idol of the god of light, their faith.

Or rather, it was him, the faith he once had.

"Remember here?" The other party turned around, and it was an old man with short dark blonde hair and a golden crown hat on his head.

Anlo also remembered the crown hat, which was the exclusive crown of the Holy See pope.

Yes, a status symbol.

"Naturally, this is the Temple of Light." He got down on one knee and replied.

When the old man heard this, there was a little more sadness in his eyes.

"But you're no longer here, are you?"

There was a hint of pain in An Luo's eyes, but he pressed it down again.

He just replied firmly: "Yes." ”

"You're really, disappointing me. For the sake of a Night Witch, have you renounced your years of faith? Ivonalo, don't you feel ashamed to look at the God of Light that you once believed in so much? An Luo was in a trance when he heard the long-lost title.

Yes, he is not Qin Luoyu, not Huangfu Luo, nor An Luo.

He was the Holy Son of the Holy See a thousand years ago, the proudest disciple of the Pope, Ivernallo.

The staunchest believers of the God of Light, that's the label they give him.

"I'm sorry, Your Holiness the Pope. However, Ivernalo never thought of betraying his faith. Once upon a time, I thought that faith and love could go hand in hand. In all fairness, what did Nelliel and I do wrong? We just fell in love with each other, can't we be together just because we are of different races? You all feel that darkness and light cannot coexist, and that dark believers and light believers cannot coexist. But I think we can get along. Not all people are good people. Not all of them are bad people. ”

"I didn't want to, but I did turn my back on my faith. If I really have to choose one or the other, I want Nellyl. I love her, and if I don't have her for the rest of my life, I'm an empty shell without a soul, a walking dead without a self-mind. But because of her, I saw more suffering. I see that there are people in the Night Clan who yearn for peace, and I see that there are people who are glamorous on the surface but do dirty things behind the scenes. Your Holiness the Pope, Nellel is willing to join me in trying peace. ”

"We, are we really doing something wrong? It's just that falling in love with someone, me and Nelliel, how can we be so sinful? How can you just lose your own heart, not your original intention? ”

"You!" The Pope's tone was very angry, he didn't expect that his once such a powerful disciple would go against his will, turn his back on the God of Light, and be with a witch who came out of the dark in the dark.

It's even more for this witch in the dark night, doing one wrong thing after another.

"Ivernallo, you've been fooled by that witch! How can you blame your own people because of her? We are all human, but the Nightlings are not human. Those who are not of my race will have different hearts. The God of Light cannot forgive their sins, and you are working against the Holy See! An Luo smiled bitterly, and his heart sank to the lowest.

Is it, human?

But Your Excellency, you are a human being who has lived for a thousand years!

What's the difference with the Dark Nightlings who have lived a long life?

But he couldn't say that, because that was the teacher he had ever respected the most.

Even if they don't agree with each other, they shouldn't say that about the teacher.