Professional Red Thread Cutting [Quick Transmigration]

The swords collided with each other, and the initial shouts and cheers on the martial arts field turned into a silence where everyone was holding their breath.

Er was tall and strong, with great strength in his arms, and the sword he used would be much heavier, but the weight of the sword did not affect his dexterity in swinging his arms. Many paladins were defeated by such crushing.

Earl had made strong preparations for Leibert before the start, but after the start, he still found himself underestimating the enemy.

The other party didn't have muscles that almost bulged out of his clothes like him, but the strength of his arms was not weak at all.

There was no slightest instability when the blades collided. Even though Er had already used the strength of the other hand, the opponent's sword was surprisingly stable.

It seemed that Er was attacking, but the onlookers could see that their knight commander was actually at a disadvantage.

"Come on, there's no need to dodge!" Er said in a deep voice.

Lei Bote swung his sword, his eyes flickered, and he cut off the sword directly in front of everyone. The blade flew a few times in the air and stuck on the ground. His sword was already pointing at Er's neck. Stay there steadily.

The entire arena fell silent, and Mick swallowed, never expecting such a result.

If the opponent is such a powerful person, then His Majesty the Pope who won him, wouldn't be beating them like beating children.

"I lost." Er said, "I will give up the position of knight commander."

"This..." A knight wanted to raise an objection, but Er glared at him and said, "I am willing to admit defeat, do you want me to be a dishonest person?"

"But……"

The paladins obviously couldn't accept such a result, and the sword competition, which was just watching happily, suddenly became heavy.

"This is the will and spirit of a knight." Er put his broken sword back into its sheath, walked towards Rappert, and whispered as he passed him, "Even if I lose, I hope You can stay away from His Majesty the Pope, too close to him will harm him."

Lei Bote paused for a while when he retracted his sword, and said in a low voice, "No, he only belongs to me."

He will not give him up to anyone, including gods.

Leibert turned and walked out. Earl stood behind him and looked at his back, frowning tightly.

The gate of the arena was closed, and Leibert looked at the bright sun outside, and headed towards the Son's room. He should have finished his prayers by this time.

Just after walking a few steps, he felt dizzy for a while. He closed his eyes and opened them again. Ernest looked at his calloused palm. In just an instant, the marks on it had disappeared, and the slightly longer Blonde hair spread to her waist.

Shen Chun paused when he stepped into the bedroom, looked at the upright god sitting on the chair he used to sit in and smiled: "Do you like to come uninvited, Your Excellency Ernest."

The god's blond hair is more beautiful than Leibert's, and the ice-gray eyes used to be a little cold to the point of no mechanism, but now there is emotion in them.

Because he was not allowed to stay in Rappert's body, did he simply change back to his original appearance?

Shen Chun walked over, Ernest looked at the young man in the robe and said, "You just prayed to me."

"Yes, facing the statue." Shen Chun put down the scripture and said with a smile.

He prayed to the statue of the god, and the god stood ignorantly outside the temple. It sounded like he was doing useless work, but this kind of prayer was originally done for the public to see.

"I hear your voice," Ernest said.

The words he said in his heart while praying to the idol, those words that seemed to be offering sacrifices, sounded very pious, but they seemed to be just sounds.

"It's my honor." Shen Chun stood in front of him, leaned over to support the chair handle, and met Ernest's raised eyes, "My lord, you sat on my chair. "

"You can sit up too." Ernest stretched out his hand to wrap his hanging hair.

Many people think that Christo is an angel carefully created by God, but they don't know that even his hair is favored by God.

Shen Chun raised his eyebrows.

Ernest said, "Aren't you only a superior?"

"You seem to be teasing me." Shen Chun lowered his head and smiled, "I have a lover."

"You belonged to me first, and Leibert came later." Ernest said coldly.

Shen Chun was thoughtful, chuckled twice and said: "It seems to make sense."

Ernest frowned slightly.

"Actually, Rappert is nothing compared to a god." Shen Chun lifted the blond hair from his ear and kissed him lightly on his lips, then lowered his head to cover Ernest in the shadow, and approached Ernest his lips.

Ernest's brows were frowned tightly, even forming a gully: "Aren't you afraid that he will know?"

"As long as you use the right language skillfully, he won't notice." Shen Chun lifted his chin with one finger and smiled, "Didn't you also say that, he is a latecomer."

A cold light flashed in Ernest's eyes, and he even felt pain because of this, the human being he liked fascinated him, but he was so fickle and philandering, just like the most beautiful flower in the garden, It provoked countless bees and butterflies, making him want to cut off his vitality, and only put it in his own vase, so that time would stop, so that he could no longer say such frivolous words.

Ornis went too far, and a heavy kiss fell on the side of his face.

"Christo, I'm very disappointed in you." Ernest said coldly.

"Really, Ernest?" Shen Chun put his arms around his waist and smiled, "Or should I call you Rappert better?"

Ernest turned his head to look at him, and seemed to understand something between the calcium carbide sparks: "You!"

He was cheated!

But it didn't seem too angry, just shocked.

"When did you find out?" Ernest asked.

"I was vigilant in that forest, and I found it on the altar." Shen Chun hugged the god's thin waist and said, "Ernest, you seem to like me very much..."

"But you are full of resistance to me." Ernest said, what he didn't want to get was something that was forced, it would be meaningless, he would rather see him blooming in the garden than flowers in a vase Dazzling and fresh in appearance.

"That was before." Shen Chun reached out and hooked his chin and said, "It's a different situation now."

"Didn't you say that gifts will run long legs?" Ernest thought he would still resist.

"I went out for a walk, and found that the one at home was the best, so I came back again." Shen Chun laughed.

"Don't provoke others anymore." Ernest said, holding his back.

"I never have." Shen Chun said innocently.

Ernest wanted to say something, but realized that he was in the wrong, so he could only press his lips with a cold face.

"My dear God, smiling more is good for your physical and mental health." Shen Chun lowered his head and kissed his lips.

The kiss between the two was like a hearty scramble and war. When they parted, Shen Chun wiped the corners of his chapped lips with his finger and said with a smile, "I won't be inferior."

"Me neither," Ernest said.

"Then stick to Plato's love." Shen Chun tried to get up, but Ernest grabbed his waist.

"Okay, let Rapper's memory fuse first." Shen Chun said.

Ernest released the memory of that time. Human memory is extremely short for gods, just like he once played various roles and experienced the whole life of human beings. It is a grain of sand in the sea, leaving no trace.

But Rappert's memory is different, that memory has become extraordinarily vivid because of Christo, just like the dragon spitting beads in the middle of the sea, it is so precious that it cannot be added.

Leibert's memory merged, and Ernest's mood became more complicated when he opened his eyes again: "So you knew the reason for my heartache early in the morning?"

"I just wanted to see if you would come out right away." Shen Chun lowered his head and said, "I didn't expect you to be able to hold back even your own heartache."

What he said was so grand and fearless, but Ernest didn't feel any pain in his heart. Instead, a warm current gushed out from the depths of his heart, mixed with a sweet taste.

His gift didn't consider running away when he knew his identity, but he was so wicked.

"Little bastard," Ernest said softly.

Shen Chun smiled, grabbed his wrist and said with a smile: "Since we can't stand it now, why don't we play a game, whoever wins will win."

"What is it?" Ernest's eyes trembled.

"I'll guess what you draw." Shen Chun said in a low voice.

"Okay," Ernest said.

There was nothing on this continent that he didn't know.

When Shen Chun got up this time, he was let go. He took the paper and quill and said, "Six rounds are four wins. One person draws three times. If they can't guess, the opponent wins."

"Okay." Ernest nodded.

"You draw first." Shen Chun sat opposite him and handed over the pen and paper.

Ernest didn't write, but wiped the paper with his palm, and a very beautiful plant picture appeared on it, as if it could be swayed by the wind at any time.

"Thousand Feather Grass, which grows in the Dordle jungle, can detoxify snake venom." Shen Chun said.

"You've never been to the Dodle Jungle," Ernest said.

"But there is a description about it in the collection of the Holy See." Shen Chun said.

Ernest lowered his eyes and wiped the paper again, and a complicated pattern appeared on it.

"It's magnolia flower, but this pattern should only be found in silk." Shen Chun looked at him with a smile and said, "Is that right?"

Ernest nodded his head, then stretched out his hand to swipe, and a stone with sharp edges and corners appeared on it, with a very faint black color.

Shen Chun pondered for a while and said: "It is said that when the dragon race became extinct, the Demon Dragon Abyss was formed. The bones of this creature that lived with the gods after death turned into a pitch-black magic stone with colored lights on it. It should be correct. right?"

Ernest nodded, and when he tried to play again, Shen Chun grabbed his hand: "It's my turn."

"Come here." Ernest changed the paper back to its patternless appearance, and placed it in front of Shen Chun.

Shen Chun picked up the pen and pondered for a while, then wrote on the paper, and the sound of brushing was endless. Ernest looked at his brushwork and was a little dazed. He still remembered the blueprint that the other party handed over to Gary. One color can also bring many things to life.

Shen Chun stopped writing, put the paper in front of Ernest and said, "Guess."

On the paper is a long strip, no more than one finger long, but it seems to be separated from the middle, filled with liquid, but the top is irregular, as if it can be pressed down.

Ernest stared at the picture for a long time, and even searched the entire continent, but found nothing like this: "Isn't this just your imagination?"

"Of course not." Shen Chun held his chin and smiled, "If you really want to say that, the whole continent is actually just a figment of your imagination."

Ernest was silent for a while, and said, "I don't know, what is this?"

"Lighter." Shen Chun smiled.

Ernest wondered, "Can this thing set fire?"

"Yes." Shen Chun took his hand and said with a smile, "Borrow your creative ability."

He closed his eyes, sketching that object in his mind, Ernest used his strength, and when Shen Chun opened his eyes, there was a lighter floating in his palm.

Before Shen Chun could say anything, Ernest had already pressed the place that could be pressed, and bright flames jumped out. Ernest said complicatedly, "So it's not filled with water."

He created it with his own hands, so of course he knows what's inside.

"It's Qi." Shen Chun smiled.

Ernest pinched the lighter with some interest, kept pressing it, and turned it off, with a look of surprise and joy.

"One more time." Ernest said, putting the lighter aside.

"Dear Lord God, it has been four times, and I have won." Shen Chun smiled.

Ernest froze on the spot, looking at the smiling young man opposite him, and then at the lighter he had been fond of just now, his mind went blank for a moment.

He realized that he was played by the other party between applause, but he was willing to admit defeat.

Even gods cannot break their promises at will.

"Christo..." Ernest called his name, but didn't know how to say it.

It didn't know when the sky darkened, and the young man's eyes under the lights were very beautiful, but the way he looked at him made him feel tense.

"Ernest, don't be nervous, I'll give you time to prepare." Shen Chun folded the fate-determining paper and said with a smile, "Twisted melons are not sweet, I don't like to do things that force people. "

Ernest felt relieved, and heard him say again: "Anyway, we can also live a platonic love life."

It's like knowing what you like, how can you pretend not to know it, and trying to be intimate with your lover, everything can't return to the original position.

In other words, it is okay to wait, but that day will eventually come.

The moonlight was very bright, but there was a person with a different appearance lying on the same bed, Shen Chun didn't hug him, but lay down in his own quilt very well and fell asleep.

Ernest listened to the sound of breathing in his ear, propped his head sideways and looked at the sleeping young man, the shattered ice in his eyes seemed to be slowly disappearing.

The gods don't need sleep, but the little bastard fell asleep too quickly.

【Host! ! ! ] 521 continued to shout.

[I heard it, I heard it. 】Shen Chun felt the straight gaze, and finally heeded the 521 who kept shouting.

[They turned out to be the same person! ] 521 expressed complete surprise.

[Well, yes, it's really amazing. 】Shen Chun laughed.

【Yes Yes. 】521 agreed, but at the same time felt that something was wrong, turned around and said, 【Didn't you already know it? 】

[I already knew it. 】Shen Chun said.

【Then how did you deceive me? ] 521 is aggrieved, it feels that the whole world is about to know, and it is a system that should be omniscient and omnipotent!No!Know!road!

[When did I say that they are not alone? 】Shen Chun asked rhetorically.

521: […]

It found that even looking back at the memory, the host did not say that, but his attitude seemed to be the case...

But to be a system, what is important is to speak with facts, how can you use words like attitude to argue?

【No. ] 521's data is tangled into a mess, and I feel worse than a kitten, 【I'm sorry. 】

[That's right, how can a system person slander his host? 】Shen Chun smiled and said, 【No exception, cutie. 】

[Okay, thank you host. 】521 nodded again and again, feeling that the host was very magnanimous, but vaguely felt that something was wrong, 【You really don't care that they are the same person? 】

【It doesn't matter if it's the same person. 】Shen Chun laughed.

He is destined not to provoke two people at the same time. If Leibert is not Ernest, he will never accept the god, but the fact is like this. Now that he has provoked, he will naturally accept his original appearance.

[Is there nothing important? ] 521 asked.

Shen Chun pondered for a moment and said: [Yes. 】

What he can perceive, the system as a partner should also be able to detect a little clue.

But it doesn’t matter if it’s not a person, because the loss of a life and memory means the end of that relationship, and the other party has a new life and new memory again, becomes a different person again, and also has a different right to choose.

He may not choose himself again, and the same is true for Shen Chun.

Don’t be too full, if you are too full, you will lose. If you use the past to judge the present, you may be strict with the other party, and you will feel resentful because of the other party’s choice, but the other party is not obliged to give the same feelings in the new life , everything is new, so you can only look in front of you, so... it doesn't matter if it's the same person.

521 pondered: [I respect the host's thoughts. 】

【good. 】Shen Chun smiled and said, 【You are really the cutest system I have ever brought. 】

【Really? ! ] 521 was covered in flowers, and didn't remember to ask Shen Chun how many systems he had brought.

Life in the Holy See is actually a bit boring. Shen Chun got up according to the biological clock, washed up under the service of the attendant, and then put on the divine robe. When he was about to go to the temple, he saw Leibert walking out of the temple holding the hilt of his sword.

His emerald green eyes were as beautiful as ever, but it was a bit colder than usual, and no one noticed it, and there were still attendants who greeted him warmly along the way, not knowing that it was the god himself who greeted them.

"Christo, good day." Betty lifted the hem of her clothes when she saw Shen Chun, her eyes were full of joy.

"Betty, good day." Shen Chun smiled.

"Christo, I made a wreath for the gods, and I'll give you one." Betty said as she held the wreath made by proflower.

Her hands were skillful, and the wreath she made was very beautiful. When Shen Chun took it, she glanced at the god next to her, put the wreath on his head and said, "This is Betty's heart."

"The gods probably don't like this." Ernest said this, but did not take off the wreath on his head.

Betty blinked and said, "Why?"

"The gods like living things, and the flowers they pluck are dead," Ernest said.

The smile on the corner of Betty's lips disappeared, she pursed her lips, and said under Shen Chun's slightly subtle gaze: "Do you mean that I should plant flowers?"

"Mud will stain the temple," Ernest said.

"That makes sense," Betty said with a wrinkled face, "Then what should I do?"

Ernest: "..."

"Will the gods be happy if Christo comes to plant it?" Betty looked at Shen Chun and said, "Will the gods despise the soil he holds with his own hands?"

Ernest pondered for a moment and said, "The dirt is too dirty, it will stain his hands."

"But..." Betty wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Shen Chun.

"Betty, he is just a knight, and he doesn't understand the thoughts of gods." Shen Chun laughed.

Ernest: "..."

Betty nodded approvingly, bowed to Ernest, raised her skirt and stepped into the temple.

"Do you want to wait outside or go inside?" Shen Chun looked at him and said.

"Here it is," Ernest said.

Wherever he wants to see him, he can see him.

"Okay, then I'll go in first." Shen Chun turned around and went in.

Prayer is also a boring and boring thing, but sometimes it is limited to people who are not interested. Betty is very interested in prayer.

Shen Chun sat aside, looked at her clenched hands and very devout face and smiled.

"Master God, I love you so much, how can I get closer to you?" Betty asked in her heart.

When she knew that she was going to be sacrificed, she was also afraid, but it was not the fear of the gods, but the fear of the human heart, and the gods and Christo punished those who did evil, so that she could stay in the Holy See safely. among.

Even if it is good to become the second most favored by the gods, how to become it is a big problem.

With the favor of the gods, she should be able to have more powerful power to protect the people of Louis Kingdom, instead of always relying on Christo.

"Go back to Yi Kingdom." An ethereal voice fell in Betty's ears.

"Huh? Who's talking?" Betty suddenly opened her eyes and looked around.

"What's the matter Betty?" Shen Chun also opened his eyes and said.

"I heard a voice," Betty said.

Shen Chun turned his eyes, looked at the man leaning outside the temple from the corner of his eye, and said with a smile, "What did he say?"

"He asked me to go back to the Kingdom of Louis." Betty's eyes were full of hesitation, but even more of surprise, "Christo, do you think it might be the voice of a god?"

"It's very possible." Shen Chun nodded and said, "The gods must have sensed your sincerity and want you to go back to the place I miss the most."

The girl who is about to become an adult and is at the most beautiful stage of her life, Shen Chun does not approve of her wasting time on faith, but Betty insists on this, and he does not persuade or refute.

Everyone has their own choices, but returning to their hometown will indeed be better for Betty.

His indifferent and noble god is using a cute way to drive away the object of jealousy, although it is not necessary, as long as he is happy.

"Really?" Betty was a little excited, "But the Central Holy See is the closest place to the gods."

"The eyes of the gods are all over the entire continent, so you don't have to worry about it." Shen Chun said.

"Ah, he is so kind and kind." Betty prayed devoutly, "I will definitely believe in you faithfully."

"Compassionate?" Shen Chun raised his eyebrows.

Ernest's voice never sounded benevolent.

"Yes, like my grandfather, it sounds very kind." Betty said, "I would like to go back to the Kingdom of Louis and spread your benevolence for the gods."

……

When the oracle came down, Betty didn't show any resistance, and she was busy cleaning up. Shen Chun sat on the chair and couldn't hide her smile: "My dear god, your believers love you deeply."

"But my eyes are only on you," Ernest said.

He is more straightforward than Leibert, who has accumulated memories, and his emotions are more exposed.

Shen Chun smiled and said, "Actually, you don't need to be jealous, Betty has far more faith in you than I do."

"That's different," Ernest said.

Betty wasn't surprised to hear his old voice, obviously she always thought that.

But she is different from Christo. Emotions are difficult to control. Even he will have emotions that he didn't have before because of emotions, let alone a little girl.

"Well, when you were just Rappert, I planned to leave the Holy See." Shen Chun took his hand and said with a smile, "I treat Betty just like a little girl with the same fate, and I don't like it. Women, you know."

【Host, I slipped my tongue! 】521 reminded.

Ernest had known for a long time that he wanted to leave before, so he was not surprised by what he said before, but he knew that he didn't like women when he manipulated Betty's body.

Ernest looked at Shen Chun: "When did you know?"

"At first sight." Shen Chun looked into his eyes and said, "I said before, eyes can't lie."

Ernest also looked back, finding tenderness in those blue eyes instead of the previous resistance.

"Actually, I have always wanted to ask you a question." Shen Chun's eyes flashed a hint of cunning, "What does it feel like to be a girl?"

Ernest was silent for a moment and said, "Do you want to try? I can let you try."

"No need." Shen Chun said decisively.

521 was carrying a small video camera, and it figured out that the host didn't mean to slip the tongue before, but now it's definitely overturned.

The advanced system is right, the happiness of the system is always so simple.

"It's actually quite interesting." Ernest saw him resisting for the first time, a gleam flashed in his eyes.

"Ernest, don't mess around." Shen Chun looked at him and smiled.

He didn't want to try it himself!

"Whether you're male or female, I love you as much as ever," Ernest said.

"If I become a woman, I might like dogs and dislike people." Shen Chun laughed.

Ernest was still thinking that if he said he liked women, he could change, but he liked dogs...he didn't want to be a dog.

"Unfortunately..." Ernest said.

Shen Chun: "..."

This is probably the disadvantage of being in love with the only god.

……

Betty's return journey has been set, and she is standing in front of the carriage wearing a particularly beautiful dress, accepting the blessings of her friends here.

"I really hate being here," Betty said.

After being away from home for so long, of course she will miss her very much, but the friends she made here will also make her reluctant to part with it.

"There are still many opportunities to come back and see." Shen Chun smiled.

Betty was puzzled for a moment.

Shen Chun smiled and said, "My coronation ceremony is only three months away."

"Yes." Betty laughed, "I will definitely come, Crystal."

"I will wait for your arrival here." Shen Chun said.

"This..." Betty took off the ruby ​​necklace from her neck, looked at Shen Chun and said, "Leave this as a souvenir for you, I hope it can bless you."

"Betty, you will meet someone worthy of giving this necklace in the future. Before that, keep it well." Shen Chun refused, "This is the love of your father and brother. The person you give in the future, He will replace them."

Maybe she would like to stay in the temple for the rest of her life, but maybe she will fall in love at a certain age and get to know someone who will accompany her all her life.

Betty tilted her head in thought, smiled, put away the necklace and said, "Okay."

She stepped into the carriage, the attendants helped her arrange her skirt, closed the door, and the team drove out, leaving the temple in a mighty manner.

"Actually, you can accept the necklace." Ernest stood beside Shen Chun and said.

A girl who might not be able to see her in the future, and that girl just wanted to keep her in mind, so he wasn't jealous to that extent.

"I have refused all the gifts that were given to me, and she is no exception." Shen Chun said.

Now that you have a lover, you should avoid suspicion about some things, which is good for everyone.

Ernest looked at him, Shen Chun smiled and said, "You are the exception."

These heart-warming words always come out of his mouth, which seem to be spoken casually, but seem to be very sincere.

Being able to be this person's exception and preference is something that makes his heart jump.

"Krystal, you're an enigma," Ernest said.

"You have a long time to explore this mystery." Shen Chun turned and said, "Go back."

He strode forward, the wind blowing his high tressed hair, accompanied by a little sunshine, making his back look beautiful like a painting.

Ernest followed, and he was right, they had a long, long time, and he had plenty of time and patience to explore the mystery.

Three months seems to be just a blink of an eye. The Kingdom of Lev was not in chaos because of the death of a king, but because the new king was very hardworking and made people live a better life.

The pope's coronation ceremony had been prepared very early. Rows of planted purloins bloomed under the water of holy water, and the fragrance seemed to be able to overflow the entire city.

Gorgeous carriages entered the royal city one after another. The kings and nobles prayed in the Holy See, and then moved into the royal city, waiting for the coronation ceremony.

Among the countless gorgeous carriages, a somewhat narrow carriage looks particularly abrupt among them.

Elroy was sitting in the carriage, with his back straight, his hands on his lap, and his face was full of joy: "Monroe, we are about to see His Excellency Crystal."

"Yes." Monroe said sitting opposite him, "Your Majesty the King."

This time, Elroy didn't stop him from addressing him. Although the carriage was small, he did represent a country this time, and he had a carriage of his own.

"He must still be as beautiful as before, and he will grow up like an angel." Ai Luoyi couldn't hide his excitement.

"Yeah, I think so too," Monroe said.

"Only a beautiful person like him will be favored by the gods." Aroy said.

"Yes, Your Majesty," Monroe agreed.

Leo's situation is indeed much poorer than other countries, but because of their atonement, the newly built houses no longer leak, the people can eat enough, newborns will no longer be starved to death, and they even have their own In the church, everything is going in a good direction, and it all started because of Christo's gift, he saved the whole Leo.

Ai Luoyi was not driven away when he went to the temple to pray this time, but he also did not see Shen Chun.

Everything is being prepared with great fanfare, just waiting for that day to come.

……

The sun crossed the horizon, casting orange-yellow warm light on the cold and dark land. When everything woke up, the white dove above the Holy See flapped its wings and started a day's cycle of flying.

Shen Chun stood there with open arms, and the attendants dressed him in gorgeous costumes one after another.The gemstones worn, the rings on the fingers, the gorgeous accessories on the belt, everything seems to be shining.

The platinum-blond long hair was not tied up, but braided into a few strands. It was fastened behind the headband, and the Holy Son's crown was added to the top of the hair. When the attendants retreated, their eyes showed amazed expressions.

"Your Excellency Christo, you really make people unable to take their eyes off."

"You are so beautiful today."

"Thank you." Shen Chun rubbed the blue ring on his middle finger, and stepped out when the attendants bowed to salute.

It is not an exaggeration to say that there is a sea of ​​people outside the temple. The paladins are guarding here, their armor and sharp blades are shining brightly, and the kings and nobles are standing on both sides of the carpet. No one has a proud expression on their faces.

In the territory of the gods, they are all just believers.

When the door opened, everyone looked at it, and then their eyes widened.

The slender figure of the man stepped out of the dressing room. The white divine robe was cumbersome and gorgeous with gold patterns, and the gemstone belt clasped his extremely thin waist. Those dazzling gemstones were worn on his body. Couldn't stand his soft smile.

The sun's light caressed him gently, as if adding divine light.

"Oh my God, my heart freezes for him." A noble lady covered her heart.

"As expected of the Pope personally crowned by the gods." Another king praised.

The coronation ceremony allowed to say these words of praise and blessing. In the past, the nobles had to think about it, but this time these words can be easily said.

Their gazes were fixed on him, admiring him, full of respect and yearning.

King Aloy, standing almost at the end among the nobles, was like this at the beginning. He clasped his hands on his chest and made a gesture of prayer. He fantasized about the beautiful and petite Lord Christo, who was dressed a bit thickly. The picture of the pope's costume would even be too heavy, but he must be suitable, because he is beautiful enough.

Then, when the tall and slender man walked out, Airoimu froze in place. The thick and gorgeous costume didn't bother him at all, because he was strong enough to support the gorgeous dress with a perfect figure. The pope wears clothes that look cumbersome, but he fits them perfectly.

But... who can tell him that in only two years, what did that lovely and beautiful son eat? He looks much taller than him.

"I couldn't believe my eyes," Airoy said.

"Yes, it's like a miracle." Monroe said standing behind him.

"But I'm right to say he's an angel." Elroy tried hard to round out his words.

It's just that it is no longer cute and harmless, but an angel who dominates power and aesthetics in legends, and is more charming than imagined.

Shen Chun faced everyone's gazes and those words of praise all the way to the temple, where the pope's seat was placed on the steps, and the temple was just behind the seat.

The position of the pope is the most supreme position under the gods, and the seat is also extremely gorgeous, covered with holy and gorgeous gems, making it look like a divine seat.

Shen Chun stood under the steps, looked at the god sitting on the seat and smiled.

God is invisible to everyone, only he can see it.

The coronation of the pope is usually done by the previous king, but this time no one is more suitable than the gods.

Shen Chun half-kneeled before the steps, Ernest got up and walked in front of him,