"What is on your mind right now, Your Majesty?" The Pope asked him, "Anyway, the god of light is you, Xavier is also you, no matter what, the saint's favorite person is you after all, you don't have to worry about this place." ”

"If you really want to know one answer, there are two answers. One is that the saint likes the god of light, not you; One is that the saint likes you, not the god of light. But will these two answers really satisfy you? ”

Pope: "I'm afraid that whether the Holy Maiden likes you more than the God of Light, or likes the God of Light more than she likes you, your Majesty will feel sad in your heart, right?" ”

The slender and beautiful young man on his side was completely silent after listening to the Pope's words.

The Pope said to him earnestly: "Your Majesty, in fact, you can ask the Holy Maiden this kind of question directly. It's better to ask directly than to be worried and depressed now. ”

In fact, the Pope was laughing maniacally.

Ask, ask, ask!

Let the crown see the woman's flowery side as soon as possible.

When the time comes, the crown that has been hurt by love will be comforted and healed by him!

The young man did not speak, but looked at him in silence.

——

And here, Shiebel is completely unaware of what is happening between Xavier and the Pope.

She had just returned to the manor, and before she could catch her breath, she heard the butler walk in and say to her, "Your Highness, Miss Ivy is here." ”

"Ivy?"

Shiebel raised an eyebrow.

She asked, "Did she say what she came to me for?" ”

The butler replied, "Miss Ivy did not tell me, but only told me something very important to tell you, the Holy Maiden." ”

"Very important matter...... "Sheebel sneered, what else could she have important, Sheebel laziedly: "Then let her in." ”

Butler: "Yes." ”

The butler turned to leave, and in a short time Ivy followed the butler to the attic of the manor.

This is the first time Ivy has come to the attic, cold and retro, but all of them are rich and prosperous, and this place is even better than their entire Rossetti family.

Ivy looked at the attic and thought about the Rose Manor outside, her eyes full of love, greed, and imperativeness.

"Your Highness, Miss Ivy is here." The butler walked to the sofa and said to the girl sitting on the sofa.

The girl sitting on the sofa was closing her eyes and slowly opened her eyes when she heard the butler's words.

She put her hand on her lips and yawned gracefully and lazily, her beautiful pale eyes still filled with mist.

Shiebel leaned to the side, adjusted his posture, lazily crossed his feet, his eyes swept over Ivy on the side, and then bowed his head slightly: "Well, I know, let's go down." ”

The butler nodded and turned to leave.

Shiebel sat there, her eyelids raised lazily, "I heard my sister say that there is something very important for me, what is it?" ”

Looking at the girl's lazy appearance, Ivy bit her lower lip.

Obviously, in her memory, Shibel was not like this.

Shiebel has always been cowardly and timid, when has he been so casual.

carelessly, as if she didn't care about everything, and didn't fear it at all.

Mother said that Sheebel had always pretended to be before, but Ivy didn't believe that Sheebel was so real before, how could it be pretend!

It must be because she became a saint.

It was the God of Light who gave her confidence and confidence.

And all of this was originally hers.

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