Quick Pass: Raiders That Man

God is always ceremonial where it doesn't matter.

Feng Yun walked to the window, opened it, and then bent his arms on the window sill, looking at the starry sky outside, "I heard before that the stars in the sky are taken to heaven by gods after people die."

The god also came over, imitating Feng Yun's posture and leaning against the window, the night breeze blowing the god's long black hair.

He didn't distract himself, and didn't want to change his appearance after incarnation at all, he just changed the color of his hair and eyes.

"Actually, these are only human imaginations, and stars are just stars," He said.

"I knew it." Feng Yun took a deep breath, "Otherwise there would be too many stars in the sky. But... the moon tonight is very beautiful."

"Yes, the moon is very beautiful." The god also looked at the bright moon in the sky. It lived longer than the god and existed in this world for a longer time.

It hangs in the sky forever quietly and tirelessly, and constitutes two worlds of day and night with the sun.

The moonlight was pure and white, and the light shone down, covering the top of the god's hair, forehead, nose tip and lips. The bright light was reflected in the eyes of the mortals who had been watching the god. It was so beautiful and so attractive.

"Yu Mo, I'm seventeen." Feng Yun stretched out his hand to caress the god's cheek, and finally brushed his fingers over his ears and inserted them into his long black hair.

The god was forced to turn his head sideways, and shifted his gaze from the window to the face of the person next to him.

Feng Yun's other hand was still supporting the window sill, his body was leaning towards the god, and his head was leaning towards the god.

The moonlight tonight is beautiful, and the pointed towers and domed buildings shrouded in plain white light are also beautiful...

After the kiss was over, the god lowered his head, and his slender fingers unconsciously touched the lips that were still numb.

Feng Yun put his arms around his waist, pressed his forehead together, and said in a low voice: "Tell me, it would be great if only I believed in you in this world... I am your only believer, and you are my only god."

The god thought about this possibility, and looked up at the dark brown eyes that were very close at the moment, "The god is condensed by people's beliefs, and a person's beliefs cannot maintain the power of the gods."

"If you say this, you will be beaten to death by many believers." Feng Yun gently stroked the delicate fabric with his hand.

The robe is troublesome, I can't put my hand in it, but it's easy to take it off...

"why?"

"Because you just need to tear it apart, uh no, I mean...cough!" Feng Yun almost subconsciously said what was in his mind.

He recalled what he said just now, and then said: "Because believers believe that God created them and gave them strength, so if you say this to them, it will completely subvert their cognition."

The god thought for a while, "Well, what you said makes sense."

"If that makes sense, what will you reward me for?"

"what?"

"The reward is... do something for me? It's always been me who took the initiative, why don't you take the initiative now and then."

"Is this considered a reward?"

"Of course, once you take the initiative, I can be happy for many days." Feng Yun laughed, showing two sharp teeth.

The god thought for a while, then stretched out his hand to caress Feng Yun's side face, and the latter bent down slightly in a cooperative manner.

Feng Yun was looking forward to the god's initiative to do something, but then he felt soft lips touch his forehead, and the god said: "It's late, you should go to bed."

"Huh? Just, that's it?"

Feng Yun looked at the back of the God of Light walking towards the bed in shock, and spread his hands out in disbelief, "A pious believer who you can do whatever you want is standing here, and you just kiss the forehead so casually?"

"Perhaps, many devout believers are willing to..."

"No! Impossible!"

Feng Yun interrupted the god's words, "If you dare to treat others the same way you treat me, I will definitely, I, I will definitely let me be the only believer of the God of Light in the whole world. When you dissipate in the end, I will die !"

"It seems that you don't like this joke." The God of Light said helplessly, "Sister Edra's words are indeed right."

"That's right, what she said is right, and I won't refute it." Feng Yun frowned, a little annoyed.

He walked up to the god and said stubbornly, "You belong to me, mine alone, and I belong to you too. I belong to you, and each other belongs to each other. Don't you like that?"

"Sounds good." The God of Light nodded, and raised his hand to rub Feng Yun's hair.

The latter held his wrist, and pulled him into his arms slightly, "I'm not a child anymore. At this time, what you should rub is not my hair, but other places!"

"Rogue." God commented.

"Hey, I didn't say where it is, but as long as it's on me, you can rub it anywhere you want."

Feng Yun's mood improved again, mainly because he couldn't get angry with the God of Light.

The other party's expression, action, sentence, even the hair blown by the wind, all tease his nerves and tenderness all the time.

Feng Yun leaned back on the bed, and finally fell onto it with his arms in his arms.

The soft bed even made them bounce upwards, Feng Yun breathed a sigh of relief, "Let's sleep together."

"I don't need to sleep." The God of Light reminded.

"Then you lie next to me and watch me sleep."

……

Feng Yun fell asleep, hugged the god in his arms, and fell asleep with a posture and feeling that seemed extremely familiar.

The God of Light closed his eyes and felt the magic fluctuations in the air. The ten years mentioned back then have now passed more than four years.

Counting it, Feng Yun will be 23 years old when the magic power predicted by the Goddess of Magic reaches its peak.

The God of Light blinked, what to do, even the magicians in the human world seem to have no clue about this phenomenon.

The next day, the two left the monastery and returned to the main hall of the God of Light in the capital.

The old and kind pope summoned Feng Yun.

He was sitting on a tall and comfortable high-backed chair. His body, which was no longer young, was slightly hunched, and he sank deep in the high-backed chair. He stared at Feng Yun for a few seconds with his cloudy blue eyes, and said with a smile, "You did a very good job." good."

"Your Highness, thank you for your compliment, how are you?"

"Every time I see you, my body will get better." The pope nodded slowly, and the golden holy light gathered on the top of the room surged like a tide, sustaining the pope for the last period of time.

The pope said: "I'm looking for you this time because you're going to be an adult soon. On the day of your adulthood... it's time for you to take over the scepter from me."

Feng Yun was silent for a moment, and finally said: "Yes..."

"Are you ready?"

"As you said, we need to break before we can build. I'm already ready for reform."

"That's good..." The Pope nodded in satisfaction, and then said: "I will support you, my child."

"Yes, my lord, I have always known that."

"In addition, there is an earl participating this time. In order to express our gratitude, the royal family specially invites you to a noble ball..."

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Aristocratic balls are extremely common in this extravagant and corrupt upper-class society. The nobles who live in the capital will attend a ball every few days. Their lives are decorated by these things.

Feng Yun put on the pure white knight casual clothes of the temple, thought for a while, and put the long sword in the room.

Going to the royal ball, it's better not to bring these misleading weapons.

He took a deep breath, and said to the people standing beside him: "Yu Mo, you can go with me."

"The royal family only invited you."

"Stay with me, I want you to stay with me."

The god was silent, and nodded after a while, "Understood, I will hide and follow you."

The royal ball was held in the reception hall of the palace, a building so magnificent that it could rival the temple shrouded in holy light.

Stepping into it, all you can see is a huge crystal lamp hanging on the roof. Thousands of lighting crystals illuminate all parts of the hall.

Feng Yun sighed, "The class gap..."

"The main hall of the God of Light, Fengyun? Saint Lorne has arrived—" the attendant's loud report echoed in the hall.

Almost as soon as the words fell, everyone's eyes at the ball fell on Feng Yun who had come late.

He walked slowly into the hall, walked to the middle position and performed a simple knight salute, putting his right hand on his left chest, "Greetings to the most dazzling sun of the empire."

"Feng Yunqing, I've wanted to meet you for a long time, you are a young and promising descendant of the pope." The emperor has passed middle age, but he is still majestic.

He didn't care about Feng Yun's etiquette, and after a brief chat with Feng Yun, he let him enjoy the banquet.

The relationship between theocracy and kingship has always been sensitive, and which one is higher has been debated endlessly.

But Feng Yun knew that theocratic power must be restrained by royal power.

"Hello……"

While Feng Yun was standing on the terrace to blow the wind, a person walked in afterward.

It was a handsome young man with blond hair and blue eyes, Mo Yue was only two or three years older than Feng Yun.

Feng Yun knew him, "Meet the brightest man in the empire..."

"Well, no more red tape."

The prince of the empire waved his hand to interrupt Feng Yun's unconcerned greeting. He smiled and said, "I'm Chris. I've always wanted to meet you, but I never had the time before."

"My honor." Feng Yun nodded, "What can you do for me?"

Chris leaned against the terrace and said with a smile: "I have come into contact with many priests before, but from your eyes, I can see something different from those priests."

"What a coincidence, I can also see some deviant things in your eyes." Feng Yun said casually.

The two were silent for a moment, then laughed at the same time.

Chris drank his own wine in one gulp, then raised his glass, "My father, the most dazzling sun in the empire, his attitude towards nobles is a bit too gentle."

"Actually, it's not their fault, they're just not young anymore and they don't have the energy anymore."

"But a mistake is a mistake. I'm tired of watching nobles' balls."

"I'm tired of watching the priests misinterpret the oracle."

The young people's conversations were straightforward, and they confirmed each other's ambitions in a very short period of time.

Chris nodded, "Then, the dance party is still waiting for me, so I'm leaving."

"See you later." Feng Yun raised his hand, indicating that he would walk slowly and not see him off.

Theocracy is subject to royal authority.

And the kingship of this country will also change.

"You seem to be very satisfied with him." The voice of the God of Light rang in his ears.

Feng Yun smiled and said: "It's rare to see someone who is a little bit more innocent among such extravagant nobles, but..."

He fell silent, and the God of Light asked, "But what?"

"But he didn't see clearly. If the nobles are compared to a swamp, then His Royal Highness is in the center of the swamp. The more you struggle, the deeper you sink."

Feng Yun was slightly distracted, and after a long silence, he blinked and regained his senses, "But there is no way, we really need a war to overthrow the aristocratic system in this country, that prince must think so. "

"Is war inevitable?" The God of Light sighed, "Perhaps we can use a more gentle method."

"The temple is the same as the nobles. The gentle way is to give them a chance to resist. Only war can completely overthrow their cornerstone, and only war can completely change the country."

"If you think you're right, do it."

"Do you think I'm wrong?" Feng Yun asked.

"No, I didn't think that way. I have always believed in you." The God of Light paused, and then added: "I believe in you unconditionally."

Feng Yun showed a smile, and said firmly: "I will not let you down."

The day after the banquet, Prince Chris visited the main hall of the God of Light again, and he came secretly.

No one would have thought that His Royal Highness, the noble prince, would be wearing the coarse clothes of the common people, and the No. 1 face, which was appraised by the ladies of the nobles as the most beautiful face in the empire, would touch fresh yellow mud on his face, and his golden hair would be dyed in the common brown.

Feng Yun was also stunned, with his keenness, he didn't even realize at the first moment that the person in front of him turned out to be the handsome prince last night.

"Sorry, because I really don't have any freedom." Chris shrugged, "There are some things I want to discuss with you in depth."

"Of course, we do have to talk openly and honestly."

Chris is not the crown prince of the empire, he is the second prince, and the crown prince is his elder brother, the eldest prince Moller.

That is a meek man with exactly the same character as the current king. With him in power, the relationship between the king and the nobles will continue to be harmonious, because as long as the nobles don't say too much, the king will agree.

Chris said: "In fact, my story is a bit bizarre. My mother was a maid who had sex with the emperor after drinking and was kicked out of the palace. She didn't know she was pregnant with me at the time."

"Before I was 15 years old, I lived outside the palace. There is no need to say how miserable it is. I just say this because I want to prove one thing. I know exactly what kind of suffering civilians are suffering."

"The current empire can't even guarantee the food and clothing of civilians. Such an empire is nonsense!" Chris raised his voice a little.