Chapter 116

In the three years after Eta City, because the distance was too far, Al only returned to the royal city twice and went to the town of Lise once to visit Grandpa Kaven.

The town of Lise has achieved universal prosperity. Everyone can afford magic potions, and with the help of the magic potions, everyone is in good health. In the past few years, Al has not heard of anyone he knew in the town passing away... He estimates that it will become the first longevity village on the continent.

In short, Pastor Kevin has basically changed his career to become a teacher who teaches children to read, but he himself has not realized this yet.

The last time they met, the old man looked at the harmonious and happy scene in front of him and sighed to Al: "The town of Lisai raised a child who was blessed by God, so the God of Light blessed the town."

Al: “…”

He looked at his grandfather who had condensed another faith in the God of Light and said, "Okay, as long as you are happy."

Seeing that everyone was doing well, Al left with peace of mind and continued his journey.

Family members who stay in the royal city all year round often use the crystal ball to contact Al. Some family members who do not have a fixed job and have a lot of free time would like to come to see him and travel with their lovely son/brother/nephew.

But they are nobles close to His Majesty. In order to avoid suspicion, they cannot act with El, lest the group of priests gossip that the Son of God was influenced by the nobles. It is not known whether he made the decision himself or was instigated by his relatives.

It doesn't matter if Prince Austin is alone. The Bishop knows that his ability is not enough to influence the decision of the Son of God. They can trust that he is on the same side as the Son of God and can deal with the corrupt nobles at the same time.

But Bishop Edgar doesn't trust the Lancaster family, so it's best for Al not to stay with his family for too long.

When Al first heard his cousin propose this idea, the corner of his mouth twitched. He was working, although it looked like traveling... but he was not really traveling!

But he actually didn't care. He just glanced at Winster's angry face and refused. Fortunately, his family knew the seriousness of the matter and just thought about it. They would not really let Al give the priest a handle.

Winster resisted, of course, because he didn't want more people to appear and steal his lover's attention.

Al thought that the process of falling in love was that there would be a sticky honeymoon period at the beginning, and then the relationship would become dull.

But more than three years have passed, and they are still in... or it should be said that it has always been Winston and Samuel who are in the honeymoon period unilaterally, and Al's own attitude has not changed much from before the relationship.

He also didn’t understand how the passion of lovers hadn’t been exhausted even though they were together every day. Was the honeymoon period so long?

This was Al’s first time falling in love, and he wasn’t sure if other people’s relationships were like this, but no matter what, having a good relationship was definitely a good thing.

As he grew older, the youthfulness of the little wolfdog gradually disappeared, his body became broader, and his mature face had a sharp and intimidating handsomeness. Even if he stood behind the silver-haired young man without saying a word, no one would ignore him. He gradually became what Al imagined Samuel used to be.

Ever since Winster passed the threshold of becoming a Body Tempering Swordsman, memory unlocking has been smoother.

During the day, he can be described as being in a state of indirect amnesia, that is, most of the time he is the same as before, with partial memories of his past life separated by a veil, and occasionally he can remember all of his memories.

Sometimes Al couldn't tell which consciousness occupied the body, because Winster was becoming more and more like Samuel, domineering and cold, and Samuel seemed to have been infected with childishness and green tea attributes by Winster.

He felt that the two consciousnesses were becoming more and more similar, but his other two companions did not think so. They felt that the difference between the black-eyed young man during the day and at night was too great.

When they first met Winster, Samuel would run out from time to time, so Auston and others just thought that this guy had a bad temper. If they understood modern vocabulary, they would probably use the word "troublemaker" to describe him.

Later, they came into contact with Winster during the day. He had a stable temper, put Al first in everything, and was very caring. They felt that the child had finally grown up.

But after traveling together for such a long time, it was impossible for them to go back to the room to rest early every night. After meeting Samuel several times, Yarlin and Austin finally felt strange.

Yaerlin was not very curious. Since His Highness' attitude had not changed, he would not ask about his companion's privacy. Besides, he did not think Winster would tell him that the man never took anyone other than His Highness seriously.

Auston couldn't hold back his words, and after observing for a while and confirming that there was indeed something wrong with Winster, he chatted with Al behind his back.

The people around him were not fools. Al did not expect that his companions would never notice, so he came up with the excuse he had thought of long ago.

Auston: "Double personality? What is that?!"

"It means that there are two consciousnesses with different personalities in his body."

“……”What the hell?

Auston's face twisted, "Are you sure Winster isn't possessed by a demon?"

His Royal Highness even suspected that this demon was too powerful and had bewitched all his light mage friends!

Then Al began to tell him that humans can have various mental illnesses, both congenital and acquired...

After a moment, Auston asked hesitantly, "You mean, in order to escape reality, the main personality gave birth to a second personality for self-protection, which is the consciousness that appears at night?"

Al nodded.

"Hiss..." Auston understood, "No wonder he has such a bad temper."

Every time they appear, they are suffering from external harm, so it is normal for them to have a bit of prickly personality.

Soon, Auston shared the news with Yarlin, and since then, the two of them have become more tolerant of the black-eyed young man.

Not long after, Samuel saw Auston whispering to Him in a soft voice, with the kindness of a human being to a cub, and he asked Al to exorcise him with disgust.

Austin: “???”

His Royal Highness the Prince felt that some people were just not likable, and he didn't like to curry favor with someone who didn't like him, so he and Winster went back to their previous way of getting along, treating each other like air.

The simple team of four people and one dragon continued their journey. They were a little tired when dealing with criminals, but overall it went smoothly until this day three years later...

Al arrived in Turo City a few days ago. There are not many problems here. The bishop of the branch court is a rare true believer and he is strict with his priests. Under their influence, the believers behave politely, have peaceful thoughts, help each other, and live a poor but contented life.

Because there is no harm in becoming a believer, the priests will not charge money for various reasons. Instead, it is like joining a big family, so more than half of the citizens of Turo City are believers.

On this day, Al was holding a Holy Light Salvation Meeting in the main hall of the branch chamber when he suddenly felt a heat between his eyebrows and a familiar feeling... the feeling of being watched by a top predator.

He suddenly recalled the day when the Pope summoned the gods. He felt a similar sense of oppression, but this time it was more subtle.

Because he was facing the believers, he clearly noticed that everyone shuddered uncontrollably.

The believers just thought that there was a cool breeze blowing just now. They were concentrating on looking at His Royal Highness the Son of God and did not notice that the people around them had the same reaction.

Al continued to answer the believers' questions calmly, and glanced at the priests. There was nothing wrong with them.

The young man frowned almost imperceptibly. He was always cautious and would rather believe that something was really wrong than that it was just an illusion.

The sermon was almost over, and the silver-haired young man performed his healing magic as usual. The warm white light was like a visible wind, passing by the believers, taking away all their physical discomfort and causing bursts of exclamations.

The bishop said with relief, "If it weren't for your dedication to duty, your tireless journey, and your concern for all the priests and believers, how could the believers in our Turo City and other cities far away from the royal city have the opportunity to know the greatness of the power of light... You are worthy of being the Son of God personally chosen by our God."

Pastors: “…”

In a way, His Highness does care about the lives of the priests... He has taken so many of them!

Fortunately, the bishop was strict and they did not do anything that seriously violated church rules, otherwise... the priests touched the back of their necks and broke out in cold sweats just thinking about it.

The bishop now thought of the discerning God of Light and couldn't help but look at the statue on the platform behind him. Then he was stunned. Why did he feel that... the statue was a little different?

The believers were immersed in surprise and were sharing with those around them that they had recovered from their illnesses. Al had some time to look around and saw the bishop looking up in a daze. He followed his gaze and looked towards the statue.

The white jade statue is wiped clean every day, without a speck of dust. The lines on the statue's face are soft, and its lowered eyes are filled with compassion.

The Holy See of Light deliberately built the statue in a noble and benevolent style. Al had previously thought that the statue in the Turo branch was no different from the other statues, but now he felt that it... had become as cold and hard as the jade itself. Its eyes seemed to be infused with souls. When Al glanced at that place, he felt creepy.

Although Al is young, he has experienced a lot. What kind of storms has he not seen?

He calmed his expression, not staying on the statue for a second longer, and asked the bishop who was still in a daze, "What are you thinking about?"

The bishop came to his senses and realized that his heartbeat was faster than usual. "I think the statue gives people a different feeling than before."

Al took another look and smiled gently, "It's probably because the light isn't bright enough. There just happened to be a cloud blocking the sun."

The bishop looked out the open painted window and nodded in agreement, "Your Highness is right. Oh~ I hope that cloud will soon go away. Our temple is still suitable for the warm and bright sunshine. This is the most beautiful gift our God has given to the world."

The silver-haired young man curved his brows, as if he felt very happy just by mentioning their God.

He did not say any words of praise, but a power of faith floated out of his body and flew towards the sky.

After the believers calmed down, Al praised their piety and kindness, and praised the priests of the Turo branch for sticking to their own consciences. At the same time, he compared them with the priests and fanatics he had executed before, hoping that everyone would not degenerate into their likeness.

"Their souls have been polluted by filthy desires, and they have become believers of money and beauty. Allowing such people to spread the good name of our God is an insult to the great God of Light!"

"I executed them and appointed upright priests like Bishop Vader to manage the branch. I hope that in the near future, every city where the branch of the Light is located will become like this one, with simple folk customs and devout faith under the guidance of the doctrine of light."

Being praised by His Royal Highness the Son of God, everyone was so excited that their faces turned red, and they swore to the great God of Light that their faith would always be pious and their souls would never fall!

The God of Light looked at the birth of a large amount of power of faith and was quite satisfied with the Holy Son he had chosen. As expected... people with a large amount of faith in their bodies are also easier to preach.

After listening for a while, Ashburn finally resolved the mystery of his declining faith.

He knew that human desires were complex and that humans reproduced too quickly, quickly squeezing out the living space of other creatures, and that desire was their weakness that led to self-destruction... But this was also the reason why the Church could stand firm. It was easier to believe in an omnipotent God when one had something to ask for.

Ashborn didn't originally care what kind of people the priests were, or even whether they were devout in their faith. He didn't lack that kind of faith, and the priests just had to do their job well.

But He did not consider that the corrupt priests were like a source of pollution, causing non-believers to flee in fear and causing believers to become corrupt as well.

Because he had seen with his own eyes the silver-haired young man's faith in Him, the God of Light did not doubt what he had just heard and attributed the decrease in faith to the greedy priests.

If the newly appointed Son of God could sense such things, then what has His Pope been doing all these years?

Asherborn sensed the location of another protective seal, and the projection of his clone detached from the statue.

In a little-known human tribe, the white-haired man paused and stroked his fevered brow.