Alternative Redemption [Quick Transmigration]

The main hall of the Temple of Light is the place where everyone prays daily, and there is a statue of the Goddess of Light in the center.

The dormitories of the pope and saintess are located at the back of the main hall, the dormitories of the pope are in the west, and the dormitories of the saints are in the east, each of which is divided by a huge garden.The Pope is old, and he has been closed in his own temple on weekdays. Unless there are particularly important matters that cannot be resolved by the saint, he will be invited to deal with them. Otherwise, the rest of the affairs will be decided by the young saint. of.

The little saint was accompanied by paladins and maids sent by the Pope to guard and teach her. She hadn't shown up before because she was too young, but now that she was an adult, she began to deal with affairs while studying, and needed a fixed time to bless everyone.

The people in the temple think that there is nothing wrong with their little saintesses. The young children are gentle and love to laugh, always so understanding, humble and respectful. Never embarrassed or berated anyone.

She is simply born to be the representative of light. The people in the temple love her so much and receive her favor and help. As long as they see her figure from a distance, they can't help but smile.

The only thing that seemed strange was that the little saint seemed to treat the knight who had just been admitted and had never taken the light assessment very preferentially, and was willing to let this knight enter her palace.

Daisy was not surprised by this.There are very few young children in the temple, and His Highness has just grown up, but his mind is not very mature, and he stays alone in the temple all year round, so he will inevitably feel lonely and boring.This knight recruited by His Highness's blessing is about the same age as the saint, and his faith is so strong, so he is a good playmate.

Because she felt pity for the little saint in her heart, Daisy turned a blind eye to the child named Hilda and let her go in and out of the saint's palace to accompany the young saint to entertain her boredom.

Today, the girl wearing a knight uniform nodded respectfully to the maid who happened to pass by outside the hall. Her once thin and weak body has been strengthened a lot, and the dust on her cheeks is no longer there. The sharp gray eyes were completely revealed.

In addition to her tall stature and bright facial features, Daisy had to admit that this child was a beauty.

Only a few points worse than His Highness.

The picky and rigid maid was thinking to herself, she also nodded slightly, and left sideways pretending not to see her, allowing this normally honest and upright child to push open the door and sneak into the palace like a thief to find His Royal Highness. .

Hilda has been homeless for a long time and has suffered so much, so she naturally cherishes her life now.She carefully concealed the strangeness in her body. She practiced sword with the Knights every day without slacking off. She also practiced hard in the dark when others were resting, only thinking about staying here.As a believer in the God of Light, who wouldn't want to stay in the Temple of Light?

What's more... There is also His Royal Highness the Holy Maiden who treats her sincerely in the temple.

The normally dull expression finally changed, and a little smile was inadvertently tainted between the deep eyebrows.The girl who was particularly mature and stable in the knight order was a little nervous at this time, straightened her clothes, and after confirming that there was no dust or dirt, she took light steps and walked silently to the thick curtain that separated the inner hall. He called out in a low voice: "Your Highness, good day."

There was some movement inside, followed by the little saint's surprised voice: "Hilda?"

It was still so soft, sweeter than the honey Hilda had ever tasted, and she couldn't help but bend her eyes: "It's me, can I go in?"

"Naturally."

The girl who got up in a hurry and opened the curtain for her personally looked up at her, with the cleanest and purest joy in her moist pupils, she looked at her steadily, and was satisfied only after confirming that there was no scar on her body Smiling, he let her in sideways.

"Come in, my lord knight."

The little saint teased Hilda in an intimate tone, but her voice was sweet and soft as if she was acting like a baby.

Hilda's ears felt hot, and a blush slowly appeared on her cheeks. The exhaustion that had not been dissipated after training disappeared without a trace under the voice of the little saint, and her lips and teeth seemed to drink a few cups of extravagant sugar water. sweet.

She lowered her head uncomfortably, but a pair of gray pupils have been fixed on the little saint since Yue appeared, and she was reluctant to move away.

In fact, they didn't meet much, and the training tasks of the Knights were very heavy. Hilda chose to join the Knights without hesitation because of the "brave and intelligent female warrior" that Yue praised her at the beginning, and she never thought of backing down.She is a very tenacious person, no matter how many difficulties and obstacles, she can't dissuade her.But the frailty caused by the harshness made her have to spend double or even several times the time of others to exercise herself and learn the most basic skills.Therefore, Hilda's time is actually very tight, so tight that even though she misses and longs to see Her Royal Highness day and night, she still can't get away.

Moreover, Her Majesty's duties are also very busy, sometimes Hilda is finally free, and excitedly ran to the apse full of expectations, but returned disappointed because Her Majesty went out to bless her.

Yue went to the long table in the hall, picked up the jug carved with exquisite patterns and poured a cup of warm water for the rare knight, but until she finished pouring the water, Hilda never heard her speak again.The gaze behind her was so hot that she turned her head helplessly to look at the female knight standing straight behind her eyes.

"Why do you look at me like this? Could it be that you can't recognize me after a few days?"

The little saint looked at the knight behind him who looked like a big wolf dog wagging his tail at her with pricked ears, couldn't help but raised her hand and beckoned her to come and sit down.

"Come looking for me but don't speak, be careful I will drive you out."

She reproached in a gentle voice, and said soft threats that were neither painful nor itchy.

Such a powerless threat would hardly have any effect on others, except for Hilda.

Only she is afraid.

Fear from the bottom of my heart, fear that the little saint would be displeased because of her clumsy speech, fear that the little saint would really drive her out and not allow her to step into this palace again.

The female knight's heart tightened, and she took out a bag of pastries wrapped in clean kraft paper from her arms in a panic, and took two steps towards the girl, but smiled at her beautiful pair of eyes that seemed to be able to talk. His cheeks blushed under his eyes, and he explained to her helplessly: "...this... I bought it from the market outside, and it tastes... not bad, so I want to bring it to you to taste."

After saying this, her mouth opened and closed, but she couldn't utter a single beautiful sentence.

It was clear that when she bought these snacks, what she thought of was the delicate petal-like lips of the little saint.It was clear that when she secretly tasted these pastries, which were very expensive to her, what came back to her mind was the sweet and gentle voice of the little saint.

But when she really stood in front of Her Majesty the Holy Maiden, she was dismayed to find that her rhetoric was so poor and pale that she couldn't even say a single word that could please His Highness.

Hilda was so ashamed in her heart that she didn't dare to meet the saint's eyes, lowered her head, and apologized to her: "I'm sorry."

"Why do you say sorry?"

The little saint couldn't help sighing, looking at her drooping head, she felt that she could vaguely see the drooping ears on the top of her head, which made her almost want to reach out and touch the little knight's head.

Resisting the urge anyway, Yue raised her hand and took the brown paper bag from Hilda. When her fingertips touched it, she could feel a burst of warmth, apparently being carefully kept in her arms by her little knight. of.

It was the first time Yue received such a simple gift, but she was extremely happy. She opened the kraft paper layer by layer with anticipation, and finally saw the white and soft pastries inside. Cream, the little saint who ate it for the first time widened her eyes in surprise, and the corners of her lips had already unconsciously curled up, forming a beautiful arc.

Hilda looked at her smiling, and felt relieved, and couldn't help but curl her lips slightly.

Her tone was soft and gentle, with an indulgence that even she hadn't noticed: "Is it delicious?"

"Delicious!"

Responding to her was the little saint's crescent-shaped eyes, which were shining brightly, and reflected Hilda's shadow.

Yue is always calm, and only at this time will she show a childlike ignorance of the world.

She didn't like to eat alone, so she immediately took out a piece of snack and brought it to Hilda's lips, signaling that she would also enjoy it with herself.

Some cream was accidentally stuck to the lips of the little saint, and the whole person was extremely sweet.

Almost submerged in such sweetness, the female knight obediently obeyed Yue's movements, and obediently bowed her head to accompany her to enjoy the food.

Such a small snack was very precious to her, so Hilda ate it in two bites.

She was extra careful not to let the cream splash on the little saint's white and slender fingertips, but in the second bite, she seemed to accidentally bite the little saint's fingers.

It was light and light, without strength, and even Yue himself almost failed to notice it.

Seeing that her little knight was about to shrunk his head to his chest in shame again, Yue felt itchy with her fingertips, but finally couldn't hold it back, and reached out to rub the little knight's head.

She chuckled and asked Hilda: "Is the dim sum so delicious? It keeps you looking down?"

Hilda trembled, and then lowered her head obediently so that the little saint could touch her. A layer of mist covered her somewhat sharp eyes, blocking all the expressions in her pupils.

...It is indeed aftertaste.

The knight is ashamed and regretful of his greed and filth.

Her heart was filled with apology, and she would no longer refuse all the actions and instructions of the little saint, like a tamed wolf dog.

Yue knew her financial difficulties and hard training, and it was not easy to see her at this time, let alone went out of the temple to buy such a box of food that was not cheap at first glance.

The little saint was a little distressed, so when she said goodbye to Hilda, she strongly ordered her to put away the bag of little gems she had given.

"Aren't we friends?"

The kind and simple Saintess sincerely looked at the female knight in front of her who was a head taller than herself, and slowly said to her in a soft voice that no one could refuse: "I cherish what you brought me. Dim sum, this is the best and favorite gift I have ever received."

"Please don't dislike my vulgar gift. This is the only precious thing I have left."

The young saint sighed lightly, and the slight sorrow and distress floated into the air, which made the knight's heart pause.

"I want to share something precious with you. This is the affection between friends, but I am worried that you will get angry if you misunderstand my affection."

"Hilda, my knight, will you understand my heart?"

The saint's eyes are too tender and tender. She grew up in the temple and was so well protected. She has never been contaminated by those vile and vulgar things, so she doesn't know the other meanings of the word 'affection' .

With a pure heart, she stripped her friendship to the knight, but she didn't want the scalding heat to make the knight's heart tremble, and it almost turned red into a ripe shrimp.

"...Naturally."

Hilda stared blankly into her eyes, without any other thoughts in her mind, dazedly accepted the gift of love from the little saint, and almost walked out of the saint's bedroom with her hands and feet.

The female knight tightly held the cloth bag containing the small gemstones, with a gentle smile on her face unconsciously.

She should have to look in the mirror at this time to see the look of a young man who seems to have fallen in love.

The sprout of love has already quietly fallen into her heart, and it is growing vigorously.

However, the moment she walked out, she suddenly felt a chill down her spine, as if something in the void was staring at her closely, wishing to tear her apart with... malice.

Hilda put away her smile for a moment, looked up vigilantly, and observed carefully for a long time, but found nothing.

She looked at the location of the inner hall with some worry, and was about to tell the maids beside the saint about these abnormalities.

The loyal knight thought so, and couldn't help but speculate about when he and His Highness would meet again.

But soon, she was pleasantly surprised to find that she had an excellent opportunity to meet Her Majesty the Holy Maiden.

This time, she didn't even ask to see her, but Yue came to find her in person.

Before the light assessment, there was an internal competition of the knight order. All the knights were preparing for the competition. The winner could receive the blessing of the saint and the guidance of the holy knight.

Therefore, during this period of time, there was no collective training within the Knights, and they were sent back to adjust their status.

Hilda did have free time, but her desire to win and the reward of the "Holy Maiden's Blessing" aroused her enthusiasm for all training, allowing her to train in private all the time without any relaxation.

Yue originally thought that she had time to invite her here, and wanted to whisper some points to pay attention to in the competition with her, but after waiting in the hall for a long time, a female knight who was sweating profusely and looked slightly tired between her eyes and eyebrows arrived.

"What's going on here?"

The little saint walked over in a little surprise, and handed her her handkerchief.

"Training hard is a good thing, but you have to combine work and rest. If you tire yourself out like this, it's not good for you to participate in the competition."

The young girl scolded her for the first time with a straight face.

Really cute.

The female knight nodded obediently, her eyebrows and eyes were curved, and she quietly listened to her explaining the points to pay attention to in the competition.

In the evening, when she went out from the palace, her body was surprisingly refreshed and comfortable, and she didn't feel tired at all.

Hilda attributed it all to the magical powers of the little saint.

Her heart was warm and soft, and she became more determined in her goal of winning.

As for the little saint standing in the temple watching her leave, she suddenly frowned and lowered her fingertips, only to realize that the power of blessing in her body was running out.She had just secretly healed the knight's body. She thought it was just some fatigue, but she didn't expect to go deep into it and found an old wound.

...For a while, he couldn't control the power, and explored Hilda inside and out.

Yue touched her earlobe in distress, and walked to the one-inch smaller goddess statue in her temple with a guilty conscience, lifted her robe and knelt down gently.

The little saint closed her eyes and prayed for a while, then opened her eyes, showing a slightly shy smile, and asked the goddess in a low voice with some embarrassment:

"God, can you bless me a little more?"

If Hilda does it again, that... seems like not enough.

The God of Light, who was propping his head up on the throne, looked at the Human Race God of Light: ...

Give you more blessings and let you heal that Hilda?

The goddess raised her hand and rubbed the center of her eyebrows, feeling displeased.

But the little saint who was still kneeling in the temple was full of hope and admiration, and finally received a blessing from the gods with slight anger.

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The author has something to say:

Yue'er: Use the things of the God of Light to support the little knight

The matter between the God of Light and the God of Darkness, as well as the God of Light’s feelings for Yue’er, will be revealed later on. What’s happening now is all foreshadowing. I like to play circle circles the most.