The God of Light is unconcerned, holy and pure, and does not understand anything.

But you can't take advantage of it, because the God of Light doesn't understand anything, you can bully him at will.

He is the only communication link between the God of Light and the human world, and according to the popular saying, he can also be said to be half the head of the God of Light in some ways.

Now, the God of Light has been taken advantage of because he is ignorant of the world, and may even be deceived, so he, as a parent, naturally has to come forward and protect his children!

Before Shiebel could reply, Xavier frowned and said to the Pope in a cold tone: "What is there that I can't listen to?" ”

Looking at the god of light who was cold to himself, the Pope's heart was pierced with smack, and he was bleeding all over it.

Pope felt blue skinny shiitake mushrooms.

My dear god of light, I'm doing this for your own good!

Anyway, he seems to be the bad guy who broke you apart.

Boom.

The Pope took a deep breath, and he smiled reluctantly at Xavier: "Your Majesty, I do have something I want to talk to the Holy Maiden alone...... Thank you for your understanding. ”

Xavier looked at him coldly.

Cold sweat flowed from the corners of the Pope's forehead, and he did not dare to look up at him.

Shiebel chuckled, she reached out and patted the back of Xavier's hand, "Your Majesty, I want to drink black tea, go make a pot for me." ”

Hearing this, the Pope's eyes widened.

What!

You let the God of Light make you black tea!

The Pope almost stood up and shouted: Let go of the God of Light and let me come!

Under the crown of the noble god of light, how can you deign to make black tea in person!

Xavier pursed his lips, his gaze faintly glancing at Shiebel and falling lukewarmly on the Pope's body, as if silently warning something.

The Pope just smiled awkwardly at Xavier and didn't speak.

Xavier left the Pavilion, and only Sheebel and the Pope were left in the Pavilion.

The Pope looked at Xavier's back as he left, he looked back at Shibel, and his expression began to become serious, "Regarding my question just now, I hope the Holy Maiden can answer me seriously. Holy Maiden, what is the relationship between you and Your Majesty now? ”

"What does the Pope think is our relationship?" Shiebel casually asked the Pope.

The Pope was overwhelmed by Hibert's words, "If it is the kind I hope, I hope that there is nothing to do with the Holy Maiden and His Majesty." But from what I've just seen, I don't think there's anything to do between the saint and the crown, at least not that simple. ”

"Why are you so worried about my relationship with Xavier?"

The girl in front of her suddenly said slowly, "Pope, don't you think you are too nervous and concerned about Xavier?" He was nothing more than an emissary. ”

But he is not a simple messenger, he is the god of light!

The Pope almost screamed.

The Pope bit his lip, he looked at Shiebel with heavy eyes, and then said to Shiebel in a heavy tone: "I know you are curious about the identity of His Majesty, but I can't tell you his identity. But the Holy Maiden, I can tell you one thing clearly, the identity of the crown is not simple. His identity is not something you can easily provoke. ”

"Then it's up to me to provoke it." Shiebel hooked his red lips, looked at the Pope with a smile and calmly, and said word by word.

When the Pope heard this, he looked at Shiebel deeply.

He was silent, and then struggled for a long time before he sighed, as if he had no choice but to compromise.

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