Chapter 1532: Chapter 94: Holy Mother Cathedral (Part 4)
Risa’s face showed fervent worship, thirty percent perford and seventy percent genuine, then continued: “According to Lord Son of the Holy’s decree, he is the new master of Heaven, the mortal world welcos a new chapter. The old era’s Bible cannot keep up with the new era’s pace and must be rewritten…”
“Michael, the Vice-Regent, is commanded to descend and seek the Holy Mother, to verify the new chapter of the Bible, hoping the Holy Mother can recount the divine acts of Lord Son of the Holy during his youth.”
Then you are asking the right person!
Austin let out a breath of relief, shook his head wanting to explain that the Lando Family had no sons, that the adopted daughter-in-law who was found had been confird as his and Sylphy’s only daughter, but chose the silence is golden approach when the words reached his lips.
“Mr. Austin?”
“If I said the Saint Heir was born an orphan, would you believe it?”
Believe it! x2
“Mr. Austin, the Saint Heir must have a birth mother, he was born human, revived and beca divine. He atoned for mankind, he cannot be without a mother,” Risa said tactfully.
In the room, four people, except gan, were all overly intelligent trash cans. With just Risa’s words and an exchange of looks, Austin imdiately caught on.
The Bible is a novel; it opens with the Saint Heir nad Wayne, the plot entirely fabricated.
“Does it have to be the Holy Mother who says it?”
Austin frowned, aware of his own crazy wife’s, Sylphy’s, imagination. When jealous or catching adultery, she was simply a genius; outside those situations… let’s just say, she was average.
Letting Sylphy provide material for this novel, there’s an eighty percent chance it wouldn’t go well.
“It must be the Holy Mother,” Michael said calmly, looking ahead, his eyes not seeing Austin. Like Hexuno’s thoughts, he wondered why a foster father has so many inner dramas; the Saint Heir already carries the Lando na, isn’t that enough!
“Alright, I understand.”
Austin rubbed his temples and said to gan beside him, “Call the wife’s office, tell her, that guests have arrived at ho, and that her dear son has sent soone to take her to Heaven for enjoynt.”
gan nodded and disappeared out the door.
Twenty minutes later, an argunt was heard from the entrance of the manor.
It’s said a certain female driver parked blocking the gate, preventing Sylphy’s car from entering. Because this female driver had a certain status in Lundan, the Holy Light Knights couldn’t act roughly, so they lifted both the car and driver aside.
The female driver got out and tried to block again, but was knocked out by her daughter.
Back to the story, Sylphy, full of cheer, stepped into the reception room. Spirits lifted during happy occasions, she smiled as she looked at the two distinguished guests.
Risa bowed, and Michael also stood and lowered his proud head.
“Are you really the Pope of Heavenly Father’s Court?”
Sylphy exclaid repeatedly, “I am the High Priest of the Naturalism Church, a Heretic. Are you sure it’s okay to bow to ?”
“Naturalism Church…”
Michael narrowed his eyes slightly: “You should not humble yourself by serving in the Naturalism Church. It would disgrace Lord Son of the Holy and also bring sha to Heaven. I will et with the Pope of the Naturalism Church, and if he listens…”
“Ahem.”
Sylphy blinked, her eyes very clear, and with a smile at the corner of her mouth, said: “The Pope’s na is Saina, she’s my teacher, an elegantly cultured woman.”
“So what? I am the Vice-Regent of the Kingdom of Heaven, I am Michael, akin to God!” Michael said with disdain.
“My teacher is also Wayne’s lover.”
“…” x2
Michael fell silent, his trembling hand reached out, palm resting lightly on the table.
A gentle crisp sound followed, and the entire table was exiled to Hell.
It’s too hard!
To clean up the Saint Heir’s image, to craft a new Bible, it’s too difficult, it can’t all be fabricated without a single fact!
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Thirteen thousand four hundred words, asking for monthly tickets!
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