Xavier opened his lips and took a bite of bread, he looked at the girl sitting opposite, and suddenly asked her, "What is the mark on my neck?" ”

When Xavier woke up, he found a mark on his neck, very strange, not a scar, not painful, but red.

He only felt strange in his heart at the time, but he didn't take it to heart.

But the butler's surprised look at the red mark on his neck just now made Xavier feel a little strange and concerned, so he couldn't help but ask Shibel.

Shibel took a sip of black tea without changing his face, "It should have been bitten by mosquitoes." ”

"Mosquitoes?" The blonde god Ming Dynasty girl, who was ignorant of the world, cast a puzzled look.

The god of light, who had never heard of a creature like a mosquito, did not understand it.

"Your Majesty, you've never been bitten by a mosquito?" The girl asked him.

The blonde nodded.

Light is holy and compassionate, it is a god that the world worships in the hearts of the people, and the world has never seen the god of light, let alone a creature like a mosquito can get close to the god of light for half a step.

The girl continued to say expressionlessly, "Your Majesty should know by now. Get bitten a few more times in the future, and it will be clear. ”

"Okay." The God of Light has always been very humble about things he doesn't understand, and he listened to Xibeier's words and nodded, indicating that he understood.

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In the first few days of her life, Shibert lived a very relaxed and leisurely life, and except for the Pope's visit once, no one in her manor came in to disturb her.

Shibel thought that being a saint was such a leisurely day, but later she learned that the next days to be a saint were simply hell on earth.

Every day before dawn I had to get up, get up and get dressed, and then I was taken to the front hall of the Holy See. First of all, we have to recite the Morning Sutra and pray for the morning, then we sing songs in praise of the God of Light, recite the poems of our God of Light, we have to continue to recite the Sutra at noon, we have to be forced to recite the Bible, and we have to perform the sacraments and pray at night.

At the end of the day, it was almost eleven o'clock in the evening.

Doing these things for a day is exhausting enough, not to mention having to do them every day, Shiebel is really going crazy to think about it.

Oh, and by the way, sometimes I have to participate in the charity events held by the Holy See of Light, praying for those poor and needy people for free, and helping them solve their problems.

Shibel scolded in his heart, this saint is really not a human being, no wonder Ivy wants to escape, if it is her, she is not happy to stay here as a saint.

So, after a few days of life worse than death, Shiebel was completely rotten.

Eh, I'm not going.

Because Shibert refused to pray and read the Bible every day, the elders and messengers in the Holy See frowned. However, because Shibel is the only saint chosen by the God of Light, her status in the temple is extremely low, second only to the Pope. So they can't do anything to Shibbel, they can't even raise their voices to Shibel, and their tone must be gentle and humble.

The elders and the holy envoys had no choice but to ask the Pope to come.

When the Pope arrived, Hibert and Xavier were sitting in the shade of the flowers in the pavilion in the Garden of Roses.

"Xavier, Holy Maiden." When the Pope saw Xavier, his eyes flickered slightly.

The last time he came to Sransar Manor, Xavier was not there, and although he had already heard that Xavier and the Holy Maiden lived in the manor, he still couldn't believe it when he saw it with his own eyes.

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