"Lord son." There was a low voice.
Arnold turned and saw the handso knight.
He has a rare black hair, blue eyes incomparably deep, high bridge of nose, lips draw a smile arc.
Looking at the young man in front of him for a long ti, the blonde said softly, "you are the knight of Raphael. I've heard so much."
Raphael said politely, "I've seen you once before."
Arnold was stunned for a mont, thought about it, vaguely impressed, and said with a smile, "I rember, your excellency is the little Orc that Andrea brought back." He pauses. "I heard that you were wounded by the dead the other day."
Raphael replied, "with the light treatnt of the virgin, I have recovered a life."
When he talked about the word saint, he felt inexplicable.
Arnold noticed that he was standing next to the girl, tall and straight. The Silver Knight's dress, with black hair, is unexpectedly harmonious.
It's just that the air on the knight gives people a strange feeling.
Arnold looked at each other for a long ti with an inquisitive look, and then he said with a smile, "Andrea's power of light is the purest. Even I can't catch up with her in terms of healing mantras."
But the horror of the dead is deeply rooted in people's hearts, and countless human beings have died wherever they go. Good looking knights can be said to be very lucky, or as the rumor goes, the other side's ability and talent are quite excellent.
"You are modest." Unable to encourage comrcial exchange, Shen mubai opened his mouth and said, "in the affairs of the undead and demons, we still need your help."
The handso Knight listened to the communication between the two n, but still maintained his original mood. His blue eyes were very deep, and his lips drew a curve that looked like a smile.
Especially when the son said, "this ti I was lucky to et the Pope, and he ntioned you and gave a lot of praise. Andrea, perhaps you will see the light statue of the Lord's temple before I do
The main temple is located in the position of the imperial capital, where only the Pope and the twelve magistrates can live. The original God is very gifted, but has been summoned several tis.
The statues in the main temple are the most powerful places of the God of light. Those who can enter the temple symbolize the incomparable honor and even the favor of the God of light.
Even the Pope can go in very few tis a year.
Shen mubai has no interest in seeing the God of light. After all, when she was in the Vatican, she would go to the temple to pray every day. She had long lost that curiosity.
But according to the nature of the original God, she had to pretend to be slightly affected. "If I can go to the main temple and get the favor of the Lord of light, that's what I hope for all my life."
Arnold grinned and looked at his side. He did not an his praise. "Your na is even heard by the red dress sect. The Pope has ntioned your na and has a bright future."
The handso Knight hid all the dark sides with proper manners. "Thank you, son. Thank the Pope. This is what I should do for the Holy See and the Lord of light."
In the last sentence, there seems to be an ambiguous tone in the speech.
The son was stunned and looked at the handso knight.
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