It's a pity, how could the God of Light choose you!

Now, Ingrid listened to Sheebel's words and sneered: "With such a waste as you, how could the God of Light choose you!" Don't dream, you know that even the power of light is not willing to take care of you! ”

The power of the light element in the original owner's body is very small.

Ingrid looked at Sheebel with sneering arrogance, just because she also wanted to be a saint? It's just a trip in the past, which makes people laugh and be generous, and then they are driven back like a lost dog.

Thinking of Sheabel's embarrassment at the meeting, Ingrid's dissatisfaction with Siebel going to the Holy Maiden Selection Ceremony in place of Ivy instantly dissipated a lot.

Ingrid snorted coldly, closed the small fan, and turned away gracefully.

Shiebel had no expression on her face, and the nun behind her spoke up, "It's time to go, Miss Shibbel." ”

Hearing this, Shiebel turned around, carried the skirt of the snow-white petals, and walked into the carriage gracefully and calmly. The nun followed, the groom pulled the leash, and the white horse raised its hooves and began to head towards the Holy See of the Temple of Light.

"Ancestor, the original owner's wish is to become the most devout believer of the God of Light." The milk dumpling said in a milky voice.

Shibel raised his eyelids coldly and spoke with disdain, "Are you mistaken?" I am the demon of the abyss, the terrifying demon of the past, and you asked me to be a believer in the God of Light? ”

Milk dumplings hesitated: "But the light god of this small plane is a fragment of the main god......

Shibel blinked, then let out a calm oh, and said lightly, "You heard me wrong, I am the most devout believer in the God of Light. I have nothing but the God of Light in my heart. ”

Milk dumplings held back the words in their mouths, hum, fickle woman.

Shibel sits in a carriage with roses from a fairy tale, and the seats are carved into roses, dreamy and beautiful.

The coachman pulled the horse rope, and the white horse pulled the carriage in front, walking slowly, the snow-white streamers fluttering in the early morning sun. Shippel yawned lazily, leaning against the cushions, her light-colored cohabitants squinting slightly, her eyes lazily falling on the busy people of the streets of the Mantiluotto Empire.

There are many mages, mercenaries, alchemists, bards, and esoteric followers.

Therefore, witchcraft, occultism, demonic beliefs, and pagan worship that no one dared to mention under the rule of the Holy See of Light are like cobwebs spreading underground, and they also have a tendency to revive and grow.

I saw the towering stone pillars supporting the solemn buildings, the fountains and sculptures were shaded by green trees, and the wide streets were bustling and orderly.

The classical-style windows on both sides of the street are filled with all kinds of jewelry, craft treasures, mystical objects, magical objects, and spices and silks from the Oriental trade, and the shelves are full of all kinds of novelties.

Shibel smelled the scent of curry goulash, smelled the aroma of flowers, smelled the magic potions of cedar and herbs......

The Mantiluotto Empire is really lively.

The carriage drove all the way, and Shiebel sat in the carriage, and when the carriage stopped, she looked up at the Holy See in front of her.

From the outside, the snow-white Holy See looks clean and clean, like a castle. The spire towers into the sky, the architecture is elegant and holy, and Shiebel sits in the carriage and looks at the Holy See, where she can feel the constant flow of holy light in the Holy See.

Today is the day when the Holy See of the Temple of Light is looking for the Holy Daughter for the God of Light, and there are many believers coming and going in the temple at this moment, outside the solemn and holy and quiet Holy See Hall.

The nun got out of the carriage, and she bowed her head to Sheebel and said, "The Holy See has arrived, Miss Sheebel please get out of the carriage." ”

The big guy kept doing it and became a white moonlight after his death