Quick Pass: Raiders That Man

The God of Light did not respond to Feng Yun, because the moment he asked this question, the door of the room was opened with a click.

The tables, chairs, food, and even the God of Light in the temple disappeared, and Feng Yun almost fell face down on the ground.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly and supported the ground, otherwise the face praised by the God of Light would suffer.

"Children?" An old and elderly voice sounded, with a hint of surprise.

Feng Yun turned over and sat on the ground with obvious displeasure on his face.

Obviously he was going to have a wife soon, but because of this smelly old man, his wife disappeared with a "snap".

"Smelly old man, don't you know how to knock when you come in?" The troublemaker who trespassed in the temple room reprimanded the current Pope of the temple.

"Bold! How dare you fight with the Pope's subordinates..."

"Okay, Wells, don't treat a child like this." The aged pope raised his hand to stop the loyal knight's maintenance.

He stopped the knights at the door, and walked into the room himself.

"Praise my lord."

The old man with a face full of dimples drew the emblem of the God of Light on his chest. He looked at Feng Yun and asked, "Son, how did you get in here?"

"Push open the door and come in." Feng Yun didn't say that the God of Light let him in, he hated this old man, he came in at a bad time.

"Did you just open the door and come in?" The Pope nodded, and glanced at Feng Yun's clothes, "You are a child of Guangming Monastery."

"Yes, if you want to file a complaint, go ahead."

Anyway, Sister Edra's punishment was just whipping and starvation. He was full, so what was there to be afraid of.

The pope laughed softly, and his voice stirred the holy light floating on the dome of the room.

"Hehehe, God of Light, I won't sue. But... you have to re-test your talent, child, I think there may be mistakes in the previous test."

"Yeah, maybe it's because I was distracted at the time."

He followed the pope out of the room, and looked back at the room, which was empty, only the statue of the God of Light stood there.

"what happened?"

"It's nothing, the God of Light is inside alone, won't he be lonely?"

The Pope stopped in his tracks, still looking at him with a smile, his voice was kind but undeniable, "Son, you are wrong, gods are not vulgar humans, they will not be alone."

Feng Yun let out an "oh", and looked at the Welsh knight who was following behind him, who was also staring at him with a stinky face, obviously very dissatisfied with his disrespect just now.

Wells was stunned when he saw the child turn his head, but the next second he saw the child making a face at him.

Wells clenched his fists, his teeth itching with anger.

God of light, what kind of brat is this, how could he be favored by the pope.

The Pope personally brought Feng Yun to another room. Inside was a large and thick book of the teachings of light. Above the book was an irregular translucent white crystal floating.

Feng Yun has been here before, and he was still a beggar on the street when he was tested last time.

"Put your hands on it, and use your heart to try to mobilize the surrounding light elements, to pray, and to communicate with our Lord."

The pope took down the crystal and put it in front of Feng Yun.

Feng Yun put his hands on the crystal and closed his eyes.

In fact, he doesn't know how to correctly sense the light element, but he wants to communicate with the God of Light.

Well, the God of Light is so pretty, if only he could agree to be my wife.

Thinking of this, Feng Yun felt as if something was being pulled out of his body by the crystal, a sense of weightlessness came, and the next second he fell into a warm embrace.

The God of Light sat on his seat, his golden eyes stared at the boy who fell from the sky and fell on his lap.

a lovely child.

As he thought so, he put a hand on the child's cheek.

Children who often steal food from others because they don’t have enough to eat look healthy, and their cheeks are easy to pinch.

After Feng Yun got used to the weightlessness, he found himself being held in someone's arms.

Raising his gaze, he saw the handsome and refined face of the God of Light.

"Wow." Feng Yun exclaimed a little, "So what the old man said is true."

"It's impolite." The God of Light said, "You should call him His Majesty the Pope."

"Oh, then I'll change it when I go back."

Feng Yun shook his head, and stretched out his hand to grab a strand of blond hair hanging in front of the God of Light, "Do you agree to the wish I made earlier?"

"what?"

"Do you want to be my wife? You will definitely agree. I believe in you very, very devoutly."

The God of Light shook his head and said helplessly, "You are human."

"What happened to humans?"

"Man and God cannot be together."

"Then why are you hugging me?"

"You fell by yourself." The God of Light looked at the rather unreasonable child.

"That's what you said, but you didn't drive me away." Feng Yun muttered, and then asked: "Then how can you promise me?"

The God of Light thought for a while, and felt that it was because the child was young that he didn't know what the wife meant.

He said: "Perhaps when you grow up, I will seriously consider your wish."

"How old will I be when I grow up? I'm thirteen now. How many years do you want me to wait?"

"Well, at least."

"Huh? Five years, it's too long." Feng Yun personally thinks that one year is almost enough, and one year is already very long.

"That's out of the question."

"Well, I thought about it, five years is still acceptable."

The God of Light's expression became more gentle, "You should go back." He wanted to put Feng Yun down.

The latter immediately hugged his neck, and changed into a posture of sitting on the leg of the God of Light again.

He stared at the face of the God of Light for a long while, his expression slightly tangled.

The latter tilted his head, his blond hair tilted to one side with the movement, "What's wrong?"

"I'm leaving, don't you say anything?"

The God of Light thought for a while, and hung a silver chain around Feng Yun's neck. There was a ring shining with golden light on the chain, "If you are in danger, you can call me."

"Can't you call without being in danger?"

The God of Light thought for a moment, "It's okay, but not too often."

He doesn't often listen to human prayers. Occasionally, he will communicate with the Pope for a few important things.

But if it is this child, it seems that it is okay to communicate occasionally.

After all, He likes this child very much.

"Three times a day?" Feng Yun grabbed the ring, his eyes were bright.

The God of Light shook his head, "Once a month."

"Well, once a day?"

"Once a month."

Feng Yun confronted the God of Light angrily for a while, and finally snorted compromisingly, "Hmph, then you can kiss me once a month."

Compared with "once a day", a kiss is not so unacceptable.

The God of Light sighed, and placed a kiss on Feng Yun's forehead.

When the lips left, the golden light flickered in that position, and soon disappeared again.

At this time, the temple was already full of noise.

After Feng Yun held the crystal and began to pray, a soaring golden beam of light broke through the semicircular dome of the temple in an instant, penetrated a cloud covering the temple, and extended to a height invisible to human eyes.

"My, my lord..." The pope looked at the soaring light in shock and excitement, and his tone was frenzied like a madman, "It's a miracle, a miracle!"

"God of Light, my God..." Wells was so shocked that he didn't know what to say. He had served in the temple for many years and had seen countless children test their talents, but he had never seen such a high affinity for the light element. child.

You must know that the current pope only made the crystal shine brightly back then.

As soon as Feng Yun opened his eyes, he was taken aback by the Pope's old but ruddy, muddy but shiny face. He subconsciously clenched the crystal in his hand and smashed it down.

The next moment, the pope bled and passed out.

The panicked and terrified knights immediately came to their senses after being blank for two seconds.

"Quick, priest!"

"The Pope! His Majesty the Pope!"

Fortunately, this is a world of swords and magic. After the priest performed the treatment, the pope woke up slowly. The next second after waking up, he grabbed the priest's clothes, "What about the child! Was there a light element affinity just now?" Very high child!"

"Yes, Your Majesty the Pope." The priest was a little worried that the Pope might have been concussed by the crystal. After all, the crystal was very hard, but before he wanted to check it again, the Pope stood up.

"Where is that kid now?"

"Uh, he's locked in a room right now."

"Go, take me to see him!"

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Feng? The troublemaker? Yun was looking at Wells.

The blond young knight folded his arms and stared sharply at Feng Yun who was sitting on the chair.

Feng Yun also looked at him with an innocent face.

The young knight couldn't figure it out.

Look at the kid's black hair, look at the dark brown eyes, and think about all the complaints you've heard from Sister Edra just now—about how the kid behaved mischievously, ran away and violated discipline, and fought for food.

Where can we see that he has a strong affinity for light elements?

What does the God of Light like about him?

So far, all children who have a strong affinity with the light element are blond or silver-haired, because it is said that the God of Light has blond hair.

"Unreasonable." The young knight muttered.

Feng Yun heard it clearly and was not angry. He just raised his leg and kicked the young knight's knee. The latter was standing in front of him and he could easily kick him.

The knight's shiny knee armor was immediately stained with footprints.

Wells looked at his knees, then at Feng Yun who was still looking up at him with an innocent face, and finally couldn't hold back his fist anymore.

"Brat, today I will teach you what etiquette is!"

When the pope and the attendants who followed opened the door, they saw the Welsh knight, who was always known for his calmness and calmness, was holding Feng Yun's clothes with one hand, and his hair was slightly messy.

What is more messy is the room that looks like it has been robbed.

"You..." The Pope didn't know what to say.

Wells immediately let go of Feng Yun, stood upright, clenched his right fist on his left chest, with an apologetic and ashamed expression on his face, "Your Majesty, I..."

He wanted to apologize, but the Pope waved his hand indifferently, "Feng Yun, your child's name is Feng Yun, right?"

"Yes." Feng Yun nodded, and heard the pope ask again: "Don't you have a surname?"

"No."

"Is that so, from now on your name will be Feng Yun? Santa Ron, who moved out of Guangming Monastery and lives in the temple, is 13 years old, right? Let's study and train with the apprentice knights."

The Pope's words immediately caused a low exclamation, and a senior priest asked: "Your Majesty, let him follow your surname directly. It's a little... He was just a beggar before, and his blood..."

"I've made up my mind, Bretta, have you ever seen anyone more talented than this kid?"

"The God of Light is above, his talent is unmatched." Bretta bowed down more respectfully.

"Well, as long as you know this, it's God's will."

Just like that, Feng Yun beat the Pope hard and lived in the temple safe and sound.

Packed up from the monastery--in fact, there was nothing to pack, and when he said goodbye to Sister Edra, the latter had extremely complicated eyes.

Feng Yun tilted his head, under the afterglow of the setting sun, his black hair seemed to be covered with a layer of light golden tulle, he raised a big smile, "I have something to give you, Edla nun."

刻薄而古板的修女微微皱起眉，却还是伸出了戴着白手套的手，“如果你仍然给我虫子的话，在你离开之前，我绝对会揍你……”

She gradually fell silent, staring at the carriage which was gradually going away in the setting sun, holding a small white flower swaying in the wind in her hand.

"A child with no romance at all..."

It must have been a random flower picked from somewhere.

"Sister Edra, the wind is strong, and your health has not been very good." The younger nun reminded respectfully, reminding this lady who spent half of her life in the monastery.

Edla hummed, and put the flower in her hand into the hands of the young nun, "Floria, put it in a vase, fill it with some druid potion, it should still live for a while."

"Yes, Sister Edra."

Temple...

Feng Yun ran back and forth in the new bedroom, and finally rolled several times on the bed.

The young knight Wells snorted coldly, "Boy, I am Wells, and I will be your combat instructor from today on."

His answer was shallow breathing.

Wells' face froze, and he stepped forward to the bed, his blue eyes stared at the child sleeping with the quilt in his arms, and he couldn't help sighing.

Forget it, too many things happened today, not to mention that the child also tested the affinity of elements.

The young knight slowly pulled out and stretched the quilt, and when he finally left the room, he thoughtfully turned off the magic lights in the room.

The room was dim, and the little golden shimmer gathered a man's figure beside the bed.

The God of Light stretched out his hand and gently rubbed Feng Yun's cheek.

The latter turned over and put his hands next to the pillow. Although he made a slight murmur, he was still in a deep sleep.

The God of Light raised the corners of his mouth uncontrollably. He bent down and touched Feng Yun's side face with his lips, "Have a good dream, good night."

The figure scattered into golden light again, disappearing as if it had never been in the room.