Chapter 105 The Son of the Fallen Evil God

Lin Xiaodong had a dream.

In the dream, he was pregnant with the child of the God of Light. Under the careful care of the church, his belly became rounder day by day, and even his chest became softer and softer. He could only wear the softest white pajamas every day and lie on the bed. He sang a lullaby for the Holy Spirit, and because he missed the other father of the child, he recited the "Bright Book of Light" over and over again, hoping to receive the mercy of the God of Light again.

And just one night, the God of Light was moved by his persistent perseverance and unyielding faith, and came to him again.

"You did a good job," the white-robed man who couldn't see his face and looked like a large ball of light from a distance whispered, "In the future, when our child is born, he will become the belief of the people, and the light religion is the greatest leader."

The god kissed his stomach, his movements were gentle and meticulous, and he was moved to tears when he received this honor...

Fart!

Lin Xiaodong woke up from the nightmare in a cold sweat.

Then he found out in despair that it wasn't a nightmare.

"His Royal Highness the Holy Son is awake!" Immediately, a group of people crowded around, chattering in the air, making Lin Xiaodong, who had just woken up from a deep sleep, dizzy.

"Go back! Don't hurt the Holy Spirit!"

The old voice of the Pope came from the rear, and all the servants were silent, and they all made way for the Pope.

"Son, how do you feel?" The Pope took Lin Xiaodong's hand with concern, "Are you feeling unwell?"

"With the blessing of the God of Light, I'm all right." He just wanted to kill a little.

The blond young man lying on the bed smiled at him with a pale face. Seeing this, the Pope could not help frowning deeply: "This is not good, your face looks too bad, if the mother is so weak, it will have an impact on the Holy Spirit. "

Hearing this, Lin Xiaodong couldn't wait to jump up on the spot and give this old man a brain break.

You are the mother body, and your whole family is the mother body!

However, now the Pope can no longer see Lin Xiaodong. His eyes are full of hope that he must ensure the safe birth of this Holy Spirit. With this achievement, there is no doubt that he will become the greatest Pope in the millennium, and will be loved by future generations. Praise - as long as he thinks of such a scene, the Pope's face can't help showing a satisfied smile, and even his suspicions about Lin Xiaodong are mostly dispelled.

"Although the church is sacred and immaculate, it is not a good place to recuperate." He thought for a while and made up his mind, "Well, there is a Raphael Cathedral on the outskirts of the capital city, where the scenery is beautiful and the air is fresh, which is very suitable for The Holy Spirit was born here."

Lin Xiaodong's face stiffened: "...Thank you, Your Majesty the Pope."

Although he has always wanted to leave this suffocating and disciplined ghost place, but now he finally got his wish, why is he not happy at all?

The Pope's abacus is very good. Now people all over the continent know that the Son of Lin was favored by the God of Light and received the honor of helping the Holy Spirit to be born. Although he is the Pope, he must obey the will of the God of Light. Let Lynn go to Raphael Church for recuperation. First, he can show his care for the Holy Spirit and his loyalty to the God of Light. Second, let Lynn stay away from the center of power when the limelight is in full swing. The big deal is that after the Holy Spirit is born, take advantage of him. He was also brought up by his side as an heir and cultivated, which would not only not shake his status, but also add to the icing on the cake.

Of course, Lin Xiaodong also knew Xiaojiu Jiu's heart in the old man's heart, but this decision was exactly what he wanted, so he didn't put forward any refutation, and the matter of going to Raphael Church was just finalized.

That afternoon, he got into the carriage to the outskirts of the capital city.

Because Raphael Church is close to the western area of ​​the capital, the Pope directly sent a knights to protect the safety of the Holy Son, and he also specifically instructed the head of the knights in public, even if they all died in battle, the Holy Son and the Holy Spirit must not be allowed to have an accident. .

Lin Xiaodong sat in the carriage boredly, looking at the black-haired knight commander riding a horse outside, he always felt like a movie star.

He remembered that this person was also an important plot character, so he took the initiative to talk to the other party: "Captain Ike, I wonder if you have heard of the rumor circulating in the West District recently?"

Ike tightened his grip on the reins and stared at the road ahead without squinting.

"No. What does His Highness the Holy Son want to ask?"

"I just wanted to remind the head of the regiment that if you find anything related to the aura of depravity, you must notify me in time." The blond young man was not angry when he was treated so coldly, but smiled very gently.

As if feeling a little embarrassed, Ike responded in a low voice, but when he saw the fearful eyes of the commoners on the street looking at the Holy Son's carriage, he became cold again.

Ike was born in a commoner, and he worked hard all the way with excellent swordsmanship, and finally became the head of the knights of the church. But the Light God Cult has a total of twelve knights. Because of his background, he will always be ridiculed and excluded by his colleagues, and even the knights under his hands cannot get enough compensation, and the church will often send them to the most dangerous places. Every time he went on a mission, he suffered heavy casualties.

This time, the Pope ordered them to protect the Holy Son. Although it seems that the risk factor is not high, once the Holy Spirit has three strengths and two weaknesses, let alone the Knights, even the Pope cannot afford it. And even if the mission is successful, all the credit goes to the Pope, which can be said to be a high-risk low-return mission through and through.

Therefore, none of the seven knights in the capital was willing to come, and as expected, they fell on their heads.

Thinking of this Ike filled his stomach with resentment, but soon he smiled wryly again, so what if he had resentment in his heart? He is just a commoner, no matter how superb his swordsmanship is, he can't change this, he can only accept his fate.

Seeing the self-mockery flashing across the black-haired man's face, Lin Xiaodong, who was sitting in the carriage, was thoughtful.

Sure enough, Ike disliked him because of the arrangement of the church.

This is actually very easy to handle, as long as these knights know that they are not on the same side as the Pope and the nobles, but the key is, after gaining the trust of the knight commander, how should he rein in this knight order and use it what do they do.

Lin Xiaodong hadn't thought about it for a while, and what troubled him the most was the troubles caused by the two equally troublesome gods - he had never imagined that the god of light could be more hated than the god of evil.

Therefore, he no longer communicated with Ike too much, just simply asked a few words when he would arrive, and then lowered the curtain of the car.

In this regard, Ike, who thought that the Holy Son would come to win over him, was a little surprised.

The position of the Son of Lynn in the church is obvious to all. Although it is surprising that he was favored by the God of Light, to put it bluntly, a Holy Spirit cannot change the pattern of the church today. Thousands of years have passed, rigidity, feudalism, old-fashioned, conservative, hidden behind the light are layers of unseen filth, these Aikes understand better than anyone else.

Although the Light God Religion is well-deserved as the No. 1 religion in the mainland, all the others are cults/cults that cannot be seen on the table and have few believers, but most of the people inside it are doing selfish and filthy things in the name of faith.

Ordinary civilians were either completely crushed by this behemoth for disobeying the order, or they were educated and transformed to become one of them. There is simply no third way to go.

Thinking of this, Ike couldn't help but let out a sigh.

"Captain, we are here."

The knight's report below brought him back to his senses. The man knocked on the carriage of the carriage and said in a respectful but distant tone, "Your Highness, please get off the carriage."

"Um."

A slender and slender hand lifted the curtain of the car, Ike's eyes were unconsciously attracted to it, and he continued to look up along this hand. When he saw the fair and delicate blond son with his face in the sun, his eyes were full of surprises. Breathing suddenly choked.

The saint raised his eyebrows and gave him a light smile.

"Captain Ike?"

The voices collided like a clear spring. Ike had never seen the true face of the Holy Son before, but only heard the amazingness from the nobles of the capital. He was a traditional knight who practiced self-discipline and was ridiculed for living like an ascetic, and he always dismissed these things with disdain.

--Until he really saw Son Lynn himself today.

Those clear blue eyes reminded Ike of the blue sky that he saw when he first came to the capital when he was a smug boy.

He clenched the long sword on his waist, took a deep breath with the knights in silver armor behind him, and slowly knelt down on one knee toward the blond hair-to-the-ground, incomparably holy young man in front of him:

"Congratulations to His Highness the Holy Son!"