Slag Gong crying and begging for forgiveness [Quick Transmigration]Ⅱ

When Nan Xing woke up the next day, he sat on the bed in a daze.

He clearly remembered that he was taking a bath, he should be in the bathtub, why was he on the bed?

Did you remember it wrong?

Indeed, his body...he didn't even know what he had done yesterday.

Indistinct.

And his body is also fully healed, there is no discomfort, and he is even refreshed.

It's like being well cared for.

But the door to his room was locked, and there was no sign of anyone else entering.

After Nan Xing washed up and ate something, the servant told him that His Majesty the Pope had sent him.

The food sent to him by the Holy See was unexpectedly fine to his appetite, but the thought of meeting that annoying Pope later made him lose any appetite.

He put down his fork and went to see the Pope very unhappy. Will today continue the topic of yesterday?Although Nan Xing had an answer in mind, he didn't like this topic at all.

Soon, Nan Xing met the Pope.

His Majesty the Pope seemed to be a lot gentler today, and his tone of speech became lighter. Like a king who loves the world, he greeted Nan Xing and asked him if he was used to eating and living.

Nan Xing answered quite standardly. He didn't know what tricks His Majesty was up to. His attitude was too different from what he saw yesterday. Today he didn't continue yesterday's topic, but carefully taught Nan Xing's prayers.

"Prayers are the foundation of the congregation's admiration for the God of Light. The more sincere the prayer, the more favored the God of Light will be. The people who pray well will receive more blessings."

Nan Xing really only knew the widely circulated prayers. The Holy See is the main place to serve the God of Light, and their prayers are richer. Nan Xing learned them seriously.

Nan Xing originally thought that His Majesty the Pope would ask the priest to teach him, but he didn't expect to come to teach him himself.

Nan Xing had great doubts about the work of His Majesty the Pope. He seemed to be terribly idle. He spent most of the day teaching a little noble how to pray, and no one would believe him when he said it.

Because it was rumored a long time ago that His Majesty the Pope is a very noble person. It is difficult for ordinary minor nobles to even meet him face to face. He has never appeared in big scenes. When he appears, there must be a king next to him. The minor nobles have no chance at all. talk to him.

Or is it that His Majesty the Pope is particularly concerned about the nobles who come to the Holy See?

The young His Majesty the Pope was very patient in teaching prayers. He taught the standard pronunciation, tone, and pauses of each word over and over again. Nan Xing felt that he had done a very standard job, but His Majesty the Pope was still picking faults.

It was not until after lunch that Nan Xing wanted to rest that the Pope let him go.

"After your nap, go to church and pray. Today is just one of many prayers. From now on, I will teach you a prayer every day until you finish learning it."

Nan Xing was stunned for a moment: "How many articles are there?"

The blue pupils of the young pope flowed like light and shadow, "Tens of thousands, until you fall in love with the gods."

Nan Xing said: "I love the great God of Light deeply."

"Really?" His Majesty the Pope's voice was hoarse, "but the gods have not felt your love, so you need to pray hard and persevere."

So when will the gods feel my love?Obviously I love the great God so passionately.

When Nan Xing prayed, he still couldn't find the answer. He remembered that when he saw the god for the first time, his mind was blank, and he was even just praying as usual. His heart was not as pious as it is now.

Is he being too deliberate now?

Nan Xing couldn't find the answer at this time, and the church was extremely peaceful, and the atmosphere of the Holy See was indeed unusual, with traces of the patronage of the gods everywhere, which was more intuitive than when he prayed in the chapel in Rose Castle.

The high dome is shrouded like a sky, and the colorful glass refracts the sunlight. The whole church is in such bright and gorgeous colors, as if welcoming the presence of God anytime and anywhere.

It is already the limit for Ertila to spend a morning with Nan Xing. He is growing the Holy See, so his affairs are much busier than Nan Xing imagined. The afternoon is reserved for Nan Xing to pray, and Nan Xing can also go to other places, Erti Rath specially sent priests and servants to accompany Nan Xing.

But the priest is no longer Amon, and has changed.

Replaced by an ugly one.

Most of the priests in the Holy See in Wall City are handsome, and many even have noble births. It is a bit difficult to choose an ugly one among them, but His Majesty the Great Pope still managed it.

Nan Xing had never received this kind of treatment. Since he was a child, the people who served him around him were all good-looking people. Suddenly, an ugly priest came, and Nan Xing didn't even enjoy eating well.

But this ugly priest was very careful, kind and cheerful. He didn't make any mistakes, and he did everything well. He even introduced the situation of the Holy See in a humorous way. Nan Xing couldn't blame him.

The priest told him that the nobles who were practicing in the Holy See every Friday could go out.

Nan Xing was stunned: "Are there other nobles here besides me?"

"Of course, several nobles have also suffered from the erosion of dark forces and are being washed by the Holy See."

The relationship between Nan Xing and other nobles is not good, and he doesn't want to talk to other people.

Because he was much better than many nobles, Nan Xing looked down on other guys. He came here to cure his illness and regain the favor of the God of Light, not to socialize.

But Nan Xing inevitably ran into each other.

"In the past few days, I've heard that a guy from the country was taken to the Holy See. Who do I think it is? It turns out that it's you, Nan Xing, hehe!"

The ugly priest was often looked down upon, and Nan Xing didn't like him to follow, so he met several troublesome young nobles at dusk after prayer.

I heard that these guys were also sent here because of something dark.

"I thought the country guy would be executed directly if he was contaminated with darkness. I didn't expect His Majesty the Great Pope to be so merciful that he even let you come to the Holy See! Haha, you see, he was so scared that he didn't speak, or he said he hadn't seen him for so many years Me, seeing how tall and handsome I am, amazed?"

Nan Xing frowned: "Who are you?"

"Who am I, you ask?" The nobleman who caused the trouble was furious, "I'm Andrew! I know Nan Xing, you must be pretending to forget me, right? Very good, very progressive Nan Xing, you have been very bad since you were young !"

Nan Xing finally remembered who he was. According to seniority, Andrew was his distant cousin. Andrew's father was a marquis, and his mother was the only daughter of a duke. At that time, when Nan Xing's father was still alive, Andrew was It was stored at Nan Xing's house for more than a month.

The reason was that Andrew's parents were fighting at home, and his father was seriously injured, so it was not suitable for children to watch, so Andrew could only be raised in a high-status relative's house for a period of time, so that Andrew would not be affected by his parents, and he could be with the Duke. His son Nan Xing made friends.

But Nan Xing didn't like him when he was a child.

Because Andrew was not only short when he was a child, but also had a runny nose.

Nan Xing has never seen such a dirty child with a runny nose. Almost every 10 minutes, the maid waiting at the side will blow his nose. What's more frightening is that this cousin who doesn't know where he came from still likes to talk to him !Nan Xing was about to cry from his snot!

In the end, because this guy infected Nan Xing with a cold, Nan Xing's father finally sent Andrew away.

"I heard that Mr. Nan Xing made a big splash on Duke Odin's racecourse. It turns out that Mr. Andrew and Mr. Nan Xing know each other. Why don't you introduce us?"

Andrew hehe said: "What is there to introduce this kind of guy, you want to meet the guy in the country? Well, he is here, you can introduce yourself, I guarantee he will treat you as arrogantly as picking a servant!"

Nan Xing frowned coldly. It seemed that Andrew really understood him. He had no interest in nobles who looked much worse than himself. Even if he introduced himself, he would ignore him. Nan Xing would embarrass them arrogantly.

Nan Xing didn't want to chat with these boring nobles, saying one more sentence would be a waste of his time, and he had to go back to review the prayers, he wanted to let the gods feel his love, instead of entertaining with this group of trash.

Nan Xing went back with the scriptures in his hands, and the not-so-good-looking priest followed quickly. Andrew and his group couldn't bother Nan Xing, so they could only chatter secretly behind.

"Lord Andrew, that little earl from the countryside is so arrogant that he didn't give you face. Your father has become a first-class duke this month, but he doesn't respect you..."

"Yeah, yeah, we can't be confused by his pretty face and ignore his bad behavior. If such a little nobleman who doesn't observe etiquette offends His Majesty the Pope, it's not good. We must teach him how to behave..."

"Who, who was confused by his pretty face? It was those guys who had never seen the world who wrote him poems on horse races...Actually, it's not as good-looking as the poem says, just a little bit good-looking...Ah...I Not to praise him for his good looks, you believe me, Lord Andrew, I absolutely hate this kind of vile nobleman..."

Andrew snorted, "It is indeed necessary to teach him to be a good man. I am his 'brother' after all, and it is my responsibility to teach him."

Nan Xing forgot Andrew and others the next day. His Majesty the Pope asked for prayers from the Holy See every morning, no matter the weather. He obviously heard that His Majesty the Pope has been very busy recently. Dark creatures suspected of being undead appeared in several small towns in the north. His Majesty the Pope needs to formulate measures to deal with disturbances, and sometimes he will be busy until late at night or even dawn. Nan Xing is no longer able to speculate on His Majesty the Pope with the behavior of normal people.

His Majesty the Pope did not make a booklet of prayers for Nan Xing to recite, but passed them on by word of mouth.

I heard that His Majesty the Pope had an exceptionally noble background. His mother was a beautiful saint. His origin was rumored to be mysterious. It is said that His Majesty the Pope conceived with a feeling, and God bestowed a child on her. And Her Royal Highness gave birth to this child and turned into an angel and went to heaven.

His Majesty's mother was an angel.

His Majesty the Pope was called the "Son of God" before he became the Pope, which is almost equivalent to the belief of the entire Holy See.

Because of his different background, he had very strange behaviors, which are not something ordinary people can guess, and as time passed, Nan Xing no longer resisted.

After all, His Majesty the Pope didn't treat him like the first time they met. Nan Xing was just learning prayers, and the Pope is a very good teacher.

"Something happened in the north. I need to go out for a while. I have written down the prayers for this period of time. I will hand it over to you now. I will listen to your recitation when I come back. Study hard, Nan Xing, I hope I come back , the gods can already feel your love."

Nan Xing nodded, wishing that he would leave quickly and go to church to recite quietly by himself.

And on the second day after His Majesty the Pope left, Nan Xing ran into Andrew, and he was aggressive.