There was not much space on the sofa, and the huge wings of the God of Light could not be stretched out with all their strength, so they could only be slightly half-shrunk, hanging their wings lightly, looking extraordinarily aggrieved.

"Shibbel."

The god in front of him seemed to be a little different from the man Sheebel had seen a second ago, his voice clear and ethereal.

This is the god of light in his full state.

His eyebrows and eyes will be even more unhappy and sad, ruthless and desireless.

Shibel came back to his senses, and the eyes of the god of light drooped, and he was now looking at her tenderly.

He didn't mean to be shy, he hugged her waist lightly, and there was no blasphemy, everything seemed so natural.

"It's so pretty."

Her hand rests on the wings of white feathers, and the feathers are extraordinarily soft, just like the feathers that fell on the bed that day.

Shiebel suddenly bit his ear in his ear: "At night, I will also ...... Exactly the same as now. ”

Hearing this, the God of Light gently took her hand, letting her palm touch his cheek.

Although the tips of her ears were already red, the god of light still gently rubbed her palm with his cheek and replied in a gentle tone, "Okay." ”

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Rossetti's home at the moment.

When the housekeeper arrives at Rossetti's death, Conmand is not at home, only Mrs. Ingrid is. So the butler stayed in Rossetti and waited for Conmand to return.

Mrs. Ingrid sat in her chair with a gloomy face.

And Ivy was still in the hands of the butler at this time.

The steward is a member of the Holy See of Light.

Within the Empire, the authority and power of the Holy See were far stronger than those of the kings, let alone the Rossetti family.

Even if Mrs. Ingrid was dissatisfied, she couldn't do anything, so she could only sit there with her breath and wait for Condand to return.

When Comand returned, the butler smiled and handed Ivy to Commonman, and told Cornand what happened to Ivy in the manor today.

Finally, before leaving, the butler said meaningfully to Comand: "The God of Light is just and sacred, and never favors anyone. The choice of Miss Sheebel as Her Highness is the will of the God of Light. No one can secretly manipulate or even speculate on the mind of the God of Light. Miss Ivy was astonished to say this to-day, and I did not know that the Duke of Comand thought so. ”

Hearing this, Conmand was extremely frightened, and hurriedly said: "No, no, no, I didn't think so, I ...... I've never thought of it like this! ”

Conmand had no idea that Lady Ingrid had brainwashed Ivy and told her that she was the saint. I didn't know that Ivy was really brainwashed by Mrs. Ingrid, and even went to the Holy See to ask Sheebel to give up the position of the saint.

For Commande, it doesn't matter who is a saint.

As long as this saint is from their Rossetti family, no problem.

But now Ivy has done such a thing!

He turned around sharply, slapped Ivy hard, and said viciously: "Crazy, crazy talk, crazy to the Holy See, crazy to the front of the Holy Maiden!" ”

"The Holy Maiden is a noble woman, and she is the most devout believer in the God of Light. Because of the Pope and the Holy Maiden, we can communicate with the God of Light, so our empire can be blessed by the God of Light. The housekeeper said leisurely: "I heard that Miss Ivy was an illegitimate daughter and a slut in front of the saint at that time, and insulted the saint with such a lowly and vulgar word, which is to insult the God of Light and disrespect the God of Light. Duke Command, do you understand? ”

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