Quickly wear it as your sister's body

Chapter 44 The Pope the Goblin

Ning An has been in this world for a long time.

Well, compared to the previous world, it wasn't too long, but considering the difference in the duration of the task of "revenge on the scumbag", the length of his own life has been greatly increased.

Ye Li's matter has been dealt with long ago, and Su Huaijin has even quit the entertainment industry, preparing for the sudden disappearance that will come one day, but he and Lin Ziwen have lived tensely for many years. The sense of calling appeared again without warning.

But what's more human this time around is that instead of being instantly pulled out of the world when he feels something is wrong, he's clearly informed that he has a night to say goodbye.

Compared with the first world, it can really be called VIP-level treatment.

They spent this last night quietly together, like so many nights before, hugging, kissing, making| At that time, there was not much sadness, but only a little bit of reluctance.

This comes from that strange self-confidence: in the next world, they will meet again.

When Su Huaijin returned to that void, she even smiled.

Xianjun looked at him, his face was still blurred, but his aura was much gentler.

"Thank you very much this time," Su Huaijin said, "This world..."

"Thank me for what?" Xianjun said with a smile in his voice, "Because this last night, did you have a good time?"

Su Huaijin blushed for a moment - he was no longer the young Tan Hualang who didn't understand anything at a young age, but he still couldn't adapt to too blunt jokes.

Especially when facing this immortal who has always been serious and abstinent.

"Just...thank you."

Xianjun smiled softly: "I didn't do anything, I just gave you a notice in advance - you seem to be very unhappy after the end of the last world, I think this can at least make you feel better. Prepare."

"Yes, this is very important." Su Huaijin looked directly at the position of the other party's eyes seriously, "I have lived in the small world for many years and met many important people. With this buffer, I can at least say goodbye to them. "

"So, thank you."

Xianjun shook his head, looked at his hesitant expression and asked, "Do you have any doubts?"

"About me... the time I stayed in the small world, Shangxian," Su Huaijin was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect his observation skills to be so keen, but after thinking about it, he decided to put this issue on the table, "Originally I I thought it was determined by how long it took me to complete the task, but from this time, it doesn't seem to be the case."

"It's really not the case," Xianjun pondered for a moment, as if he was trying to organize his words, "but... I can't explain it to you now, I can only say that before I inform you of the date of return, even I told you in the small world The length of stay is not well known, but my control over time will increase with the number of times you succeed in missions, and in the next world, maybe I can extend a period of time for you on my own initiative."

Su Huaijin was taken aback: "Isn't this... not up to you to decide?"

"Of course not," Xian Jun laughed, "Why do you think so, if I control it, why should I be a villain and prevent you from achieving perfection in this small world?"

"But after you came back last time, you once said..."

"I once said that the time has come, remember your identity," Xianjun repeated what he said at that time, "Your identity is the executor who shuttles between the worlds, after all, you don't belong there, so don't be too obsessed .”

Su Huaijin frowned slightly, and had no choice but to let go of the question: "Shangxian, there is one thing that I must..."

He wanted to tell Xianjun about Lin Ziwen—Lin Ziwen's identity was obviously unusual, and the two of them couldn't figure it out by themselves, but here, maybe they could get some useful hints.

What he didn't expect was that Xianjun was obviously even more reluctant to talk about this topic.

He even waved his hand directly to block Su Huaijin's words: "Okay, the flow of time in this void is different from that in the small world, so don't delay too much. You should seal the memory here as soon as possible and go to the next mission."

"..." Just as Su Huaijin was about to say something, he saw the other person make a familiar grabbing movement in the direction of himself, and a trance feeling enveloped his whole body again. He watched the silver-blue substance being pulled out of his body. I forgot what I had to say.

Xianjun sealed the ball of light into the Qiuhong sword, and made a few complicated gestures, turning the long sword into a ring and putting it on his finger.

"After being trained in this world, Qiuhong's level has also improved. From now on, you can change its appearance at will according to the environment, but remember, you only have one chance a day, don't waste it."

The end of this sentence was close to ethereal, Su Huaijin's eyes were blurred, and after a while of dizziness, consciousness was once again annihilated in the bright blue light that suddenly lit up.

In the void, Xianjun looked at the place where he disappeared, the white mist dissipated on his face, like a handsome face made by God, neither sad nor happy.

If Su Huaijin could see this face, he would definitely feel a strong sense of familiarity that could not be ignored, but it seemed impossible for him to tell the reason.

However, he no longer had this opportunity.

"Hurry up..." The man with white light all over his body murmured, the indifference of the otherworldly indifference in his eyes disappeared, and there was actually a tenderness as touching as the first morning light.

The boundless void quickly returned to darkness, and the last bit of blue and silver light disappeared completely over time.

This time, Su Huaijin did not wake up on an empty bed like the previous two times.

"en... your holiness?"

What……?He frowned, maintained his original posture, and opened his eyes calmly.

Then he was frightened.

He found himself in an extremely empty and gorgeous hall, all the surrounding decorations were mainly in pure white and gold, the tall stone pillars were carved with exquisite patterns, and the high vaults were covered with complicated and beautiful patterns. Relief, the sunlight is projected from the colorful glass, casting a sacred light and shadow on the colorful marble floor that can be seen.

Su Huaijin quickly scanned the environment she was in in a short period of time, trying to make some judgments about the current situation, but she didn't have any substantive inferences except that this place was so gorgeous that it was scary.

His attention quickly turned back to the man in front of him who was looking at him questioningly, feeling a little at a loss for a while.

This man—and everyone below him—had a blond, blue-eyed, barbarian appearance, with a high nose and deep eyes, and a fair complexion. He wore a pair of thin-rimmed glasses dangling from a gold chain, and was dressed in a red robe. Even though his face was wrinkled, The aura around him is also not to be underestimated.

Most of all, as he had complained when he first heard the other person speak - he was undoubtedly speaking another language.

Su Huaijin has been in the "modern society" for several years, and it's not that he has never had contact with foreigners. The hospital where Ye Li imprisoned him was a hospital thousands of miles away from country X, except for Ling Yun and two or three nurses who took care of him. In addition, they are all such deep-cut races.

But the problem is that although Tanhualang, who loves to learn, has learned several foreign languages ​​that are widely used in the world at that time with great interest in the next few years, and has learned in a very short period of time with his soul of learning god level. It can be regarded as "proficient", but his mind is not on this after all. For those foreign languages ​​​​that are not used in daily life, he is always not as friendly as his mother tongue.

Just like at this time, he could tell that the gentleman was using "English", but he always had to react for a while before he could understand what the other person meant.

What kind of world did Xian Jun choose...

But no matter how crazy he complained in his heart, the current situation still had to be dealt with. Su Huaijin quickly searched for the memory of the body just now, and translated those awkward letters into meanings he could understand in his mind, which inevitably wasted Lost a little time.

During this period, he maintained the posture of sitting on the throne expressionless, looking indifferently at the high rose window, which made the red-clothed men who looked not young and not young below a little agitated.

Su Huaijin hesitated for a moment. He has not yet fully accepted the memory, and he cannot judge what the original body will do in this situation, but there is no doubt that there is no time to straighten out the memory at this time.

... Let's try to pretend to be unfathomable and fool this matter away.

The Pope, who was handsome and not like a mortal, moved slightly, his ice blue eyes turned from an unknown place, and the atmosphere among the cardinals suddenly froze again.

But as if he hadn't seen it, he slowly held up his hands crossed on his lower abdomen, and made a gesture of half embracing all living beings: "May the God of Light protect you."

The protagonists looked at each other, but in desperation had no choice but to get up, respectfully bowed in the direction of the Pope, and said in unison: "May the God of Light protect you."

Su Huaijin nodded slightly, and two attendants came forward to hold up the gorgeous shawl hanging beside him. He put down his hand and continued to hide it in the wide shawl, then got up, and walked away from the road among the bishops.

Probably no one knew that this His Majesty, who seemed as arrogant as usual, was tense all over his body, and his knuckles were whitening from clenched fingers in the red gloves.

"Dean?" It wasn't until the figure of the Pope disappeared from sight that the cardinals couldn't help but move. Many of them leaned in front of the old man who asked aloud just now, with a little anxiety on their faces, " Your Majesty has been delaying this matter again and again, what do you think... what is he thinking?"

"How would I know," Cardinal Paul Wilder said with a straight face, without revealing a trace of emotion that could be guessed, "The Holy Father has his own considerations, and there will be no delay."

"But..." Several bishops glanced at each other, all showing flattering smiles, "You used to be His Majesty's teacher, so he will definitely listen to your opinion, right?"

Paul shook his head and gave them a warning look: "Only the Pope has the power to make a decision on this matter. You can stay here with peace of mind, and don't always rush to go back."

A relatively young black-haired bishop said with a bitter face: "But you don't know that there are so many things in the diocese... The third prince of Sitings Kingdom will be baptized next week. If the baptism is only presided over by the archbishop, the king will definitely I am dissatisfied..."

"That's right," another person echoed, "My side, Roland's Holy Light Festival is coming soon, if a cardinal doesn't show up, I don't know what the people will think."

"Daily affairs can't always be handled with communication crystals...Recently, there have been several traces of giant dragons in the Sunset Forest, and petitions for help from the Cardinal have been sent many times. If this continues, I'm afraid it will damage the prestige of the Holy See cause loss."

"..."

"Okay," Paul waved his hand, stopping everyone's complaints, "Is there anything more urgent than the dark seal on the mainland? This is the first sealing ceremony hosted by your lord after he ascended the throne. Be cautious. Some are also normal."

"Although I say so..."

However, these cardinals who had matured a long time ago were not easy to fool. They surrounded the dean in a group, as if they would not adjourn the meeting without giving an explanation today.

Paul Wilder has always been a gentle person, and indeed has a great influence on the current arrogant Pope. They are really anxious now, and they don't care about dignity for the time being.

"Oh, it would be great if Master Shengzi could come back earlier..."

I don't know who sighed regretfully, which instantly aroused everyone's sympathy. All the cardinals suddenly sighed, and they missed their beautiful and gentle Holy Son who was still very talkative in front of the Pope.

Why did your lord travel around at this juncture, even the communication crystal could not be contacted, if the fire of his soul enshrined in the main church was not still burning well, they would all suspect that something happened to him.

Speaking of which, His Majesty's bad mood recently should also be related to the loss of contact with the Holy Son...

Su Huaijin couldn't see the chaos in the Cardinal's House anymore. After finally returning to his bedroom, which was so big that he could hear the echo, he immediately absorbed the memory of his original body after telling the attendants not to disturb him.

The owner of this body is Adrian Alder, the pope of the Temple of Light in the Jialan Continent.

It must be admitted that Su Huaijin was taken aback by this identity.

Really... the pope here can be said to be the most honorable human being on the continent.

The Jialan Continent is a very magical place. Humans, elves, dwarves, and many intelligent species live here. Humans are undoubtedly the mainstream among them. They occupy most of the land on the continent and create a very splendid civilization.

The God of Light is a god that almost all human beings believe in.

People believe that their existence, the food they have, and even the fighting spirit and magic they rely on for survival are all due to the gift of the God of Light, just like the elves believe in the goddess of nature, and the dwarves believe in the god of power.

The magic and vindictiveness of the light department are also recognized as the most difficult powers to master. There is no one in a million human beings who have the talent of light. Every one of them will be received from the church from birth, and they will receive strict education and faith indoctrination. In the future, it will become the main force for the Holy See to maintain its rule and fight against darkness.

As a unified theocracy, the Holy See of Light is high above the fragmented royal power in the mainland. The kings of all countries dare not show any disrespect when they see the cardinals, because theoretically, if the cardinals of a country reach a consensus, they will Has the supreme power to abolish the king.

Of course... this is only in theory, at least in historical records, the number of times this kind of behavior actually happened is very small.

And Adrian, as the youngest Pope in the history of the Holy See, his power in the secular world can be said to have reached the extreme.

It must be explained here that the position of Pope is neither hereditary nor elective, but chosen by the God of Light—after each Pope passes away, the new Pope will automatically inherit the infinite power of light and The staff was directly pushed onto the holy throne three days later.

Of course, the emergence of popes is not completely traceless. They appear among the cardinals of the Cardinal Council almost every time, and before inheriting their power, they are already well-known bright mages on the mainland.

This effectively avoided the resulting power struggle and mutual framing within the Holy See.

Adrian is undoubtedly a genius. In the first test after he started learning magic at a young age, his surging power of light shocked the upper echelons of the Holy See. The Pope at that time directly adopted him as his adopted son and took him to the Holy City to conduct the final test in person. Orthodox upbringing.

On the Jialan Continent, a person's talent for light is linked to the cleanliness of his soul and the power of faith in the God of Light. You never need to worry about a priest or knight doing something harmful, because under the supervision of the gods Now, all dark thoughts have nowhere to hide.

Of course, things are not so absolute - the God of Light is a tolerant god, he allows his clergy to have the small thoughts of normal humans, as long as they do not violate the bottom line of morality, they will not be punished by him.

Moreover, where there is light, there must be darkness. There have never been a few clergymen who have degenerated into dark mages and dark swordsmen in history. Without exception, every time it will cause an uproar on the mainland.

But leaving aside these individual cases, the person who can become the pope must maintain complete purity and piety in his heart-the God of Light considers this head of believers as his spokesperson in the world more cautiously.

Adrian is such a person.

His memory is so simple and boring that Su Huaijin almost fell asleep during the browsing process—from becoming a pastor at the age of 16, it was an infinite cycle of praying, studying, eating, studying, and praying every day , there is hardly any trace of entertainment, the young man who is only 25 years old this year, lives as monotonous as an old man who has long been tired of the world.

Of course, he is not tired of the world. In fact, this superficially arrogant and indifferent pope is full of various emotions that can be called "deviant", as well as a passionate and persistent love for all good things.

No, this does not conflict with the so-called "pure" and "pious" at all. After all, what God wants is a fresh and living believer, not a prayer machine that just repeats those clichés to its statue every day.

But it is also a little freshness in this character that brought great disaster to Adrian's life.

Just like every previous world, this body that belongs to Su Huaijin now is also an unlucky substitute.

It's just that the person he's acting as a stand-in for is a little special—the God of Light, Silvis.

To be honest, it's a little too special.

That daring admirer was the holy son Ilya, whom the cardinals placed great hopes on before. He was about the same age and talent as Adrian. He was received by the Pope almost at the same time. grow up together.

Unlike Adrian, who is reserved and arrogant, Yilya has a very gentle personality. He always easily wins the favor of people around him, and is also very good at helping and comforting others.

As two high-ranking members of the Holy See who are sure of the future, Yilya and Adrian were deliberately arranged to live and study together since they were young. They set a trap to hide the teacher, and they would also go to the forest in the back mountain to "explore" in their free time. They knew almost all of each other's preferences and secrets, and they easily became each other's best friends in the holy city far away from their hometown and relatives. close people.

Adrian's feelings for Yilya are not necessarily "love" in the universal understanding. The feelings are mixed with friendship and family affection that cannot be ignored, and there is also a little trust and dependence on a close friend who is like a half-body.

What's more, the Pope's faith is indeed extremely firm. As early as he was a teenager, he had sworn to serve the gods for life, and he still maintained strict celibacy even though the teachings did not object, and he did not get close to any men or women.

Even among the popes of all ages, his situation is considered a minority—after all, the doctrine of the God of Light does not object to the clergy enjoying the sweetness of love, and even the pope has the right to marry and have children.

But he still "loves" Yilya, and this love is completely different from others.

Unlike him, Yilya was never stingy about showing his charm to boys and girls when he grew up—he was dispatched to serve as a cardinal when he was an adult, the most prosperous imperial capital of the Roland Kingdom on the mainland at that time, There, he was an easy social upstart, captivating young people with his tender, emerald green eyes.

At that time, even the adoptive father of the two, His Majesty the Pope, once smiled and expressed emotion to Adrian who was by his side. It was really hard for Yilya's love to be divided into so many shares, and he would not be punished for being promiscuous. Nor did it reduce the belief in the gods.

No one would have imagined that this famous Saint Yilya, who is popular among the people, would be so bold as to dare to hit the God of Light in the end—his "love" for God, apart from the intensity and durability, Besides, it was not a little different from what he had done to his lovers who came and went.

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