Chapter 1791 - I Want to Blaspheme Today (10)

The Pope was stunned for a moment, and under the cold gaze of the God of Light, he said in a hurry: "Holy Maiden! ”

The light golden eyelashes of the god of light trembled, and the god's unwavering emotions produced a faint fluctuation because of these two words.

He looked at him with a faint but calm gaze, as if waiting for the Pope's next words.

I didn't expect that a random excuse would be really useful.

It seems that in the heart of the God of Light, the existence of that girl is really not simple.

The Pope said, "I didn't think that you would really choose that girl to be your holy daughter this time, I am a little surprised, and the elders and holy envoys in the Holy See are also surprised. I want to ask you, are you really sure you want that young lady to be your saint? ”

The god did not answer, and the look in his eyes that fell on the Pope never changed.

The Pope understood what the God of Light meant.

Seeing this, the Pope nodded his head, "I see what you mean. ”

The god of light drooped his eyelashes and was about to turn around and enter the Void Temple inside the statue when he suddenly heard the Pope muttering to himself as he was leaving.

"Then where should this holy woman live? I didn't think there would really be a saint, and I haven't prepared the manor attic where the saint lives. Since she is a saint, the place to live is naturally the best, but now ......"

The light god's steps paused slightly.

He paused, looked sideways, and looked at the Pope's somewhat distressed expression.

Suddenly, the God of Light pursed his scarlet seductive lips, and his voice was not cold: "Slang Sal Manor." ”

"Sransar Manor?" The Pope was stunned for a moment, then reacted and said, "Isn't that the manor I have prepared for you?" ”

At that time, he thought that the God of Light would stay in the empire for a longer time, so he asked the God of Light to prepare the most elegant and gorgeous and quiet manor in the entire Holy See.

"Leave it to her." The blonde beauty said in a flat tone.

"But ...... you?" The Pope hesitated.

The blonde beauty looked at him coldly, and the Pope instantly lowered his head, and he responded, "Okay, I understand." ”

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Shibert is now a saint of the Holy See, so naturally she can't go back to live with the Rossetti family.

Shortly after she was taken back to the side nave by the faithful, the believers seemed to have received instructions from someone, and he took Shibel to a quiet manor in the depths of the Holy See.

This made Shibel sigh at the enormity of this Holy See of Light, the first half was the towering spire of the Holy See, and the second half was actually manors distributed in various places, and the foundation of each manor was so large.

The believers led Shibel inside, and they came to a beautiful white rose manor.

The architecture here is similar to that of the Holy See, white and holy, clean and very quiet.

Walking through the white barred gate entwined with vines and flowers, Shibel saw a wide garden with many competing roses, which made people suddenly relax and want to indulge in this sea of flowers.

There is also a small pavilion in the garden, the small pavilion is carved with many complex and extraordinarily elegant reliefs, Shibel walked over, and the believers on the side immediately poured a cup of black tea for her, "Your Highness, please drink tea." ”

Shibel took the black tea handed by the believer, and the girl's snow-white and soft fingertips picked up the white porcelain teacup, the black tea was still hot, and it should be a pot of tea that was brewed not long ago.

The taste of black tea is relatively strong, and Shibel can still accept it.

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