Chapter 119 Friendship
"…Rant? Rant!"
Lu Yi came back to his senses, looked at Wavelin on the other side and said, "Hmm?"
"Were you distracted again just now? You seem to be distracted all night. Did anything happen this afternoon..."
"Afternoon?" The scene of the conversation with the cardinal in the afternoon emerged in Lu Yi's mind.
"Actually, nothing happened. The nun took me to see a cardinal. After asking some routine questions, the cardinal asked me to wait in the temple in prayer... But no one came to talk to me until it got dark and I left."
Although Lu Yi was also quite confused, he really did nothing that afternoon.
After questioning him, the cardinal left with a strange smile, as if he was in a hurry to do something.
Lu Yi briefly summarized his experience and asked, "Speaking of which, how did you guys progress this afternoon? Are there any other contents to be covered after the practical class?"
"You really didn't hear what I said just now." Wavelin said helplessly, "Don't worry, the bishops didn't teach anything new this afternoon. They just gave some pointers from time to time."
"But you guessed one thing right. Being an assistant coach is really a thankless job! Although the two of them will be suppressed when using the crystal ball talent, there are still many groups with obvious gaps. It was okay the first time because everyone was not familiar with it, but after two or three rounds, the gap could not be suppressed."
Lu Yi smiled and asked, "Then the bishop asked the assistant coach to coordinate the groups?"
"Yes!" Wavelin nodded, his expression a little subtle, "Didn't you leave at that time? Xia thought that the bishops would cooperate with him in practice, but who knew that the two bishops didn't notice his hesitation to speak, first guiding other candidates, and then letting him coordinate the group with too big a gap.
"You didn't see that he almost lost the smile on his face. There were many groups with big differences. Some people were dissatisfied with his unreasonable redistribution, some people were unwilling to be with strangers, and some people had conflicts with each other... In short, the scene was quite chaotic. In the end, the bishop stepped in to divide the groups.
"He is such a miserable assistant coach."
Although he was unable to see Xia's frustrated expression with his own eyes, Lu Yi could already imagine the scene.
[“No wonder his hostility towards Rand has been rising intermittently throughout the afternoon. I guess he blames me for all the grievances he has suffered.”] Lu Yi clicked his tongue.
857 comforted him: [It's okay, look, isn't the large malicious bar a little darker and redder? He still hates you the most now!]
[“Hehe, don’t let me be first or second.”]
[That’s really not the case…]
[“Hmm? No?”] Lu Yi raised his eyebrows, [“Who’s the second one? Not bad, he was able to squeeze me out. I thought he had accurately targeted me.”]
No matter how many faces he has, Xia can always accurately identify his maliciousness in the crowd.
I have to say, this is also a very mysterious reaction.
[Let me see - the second person with the highest malice value is Duke Klein! Look at how low his malice value is, I guess Xia also wants him dead...]
Lu Yi was slightly startled, and said with a complicated expression: [… Reasonable.]
How could I not feel resentment?
If Xia had known her own life experience earlier, how could she not resent Duke Klein?
In the original text, the Klein family fell so quickly that it is hard to say whether Xia contributed to it or not.
"Rant? Rant? You're distracted again."
"Hmm? Ah, sorry..."
"Are you too tired today? Go to bed early. You have to get up early tomorrow..."
…
The next day.
It was rare that Lu Yi woke up first this morning.
When Weverlin opened his eyes, he had already buttoned the last button on his outer robe. Seeing Weverlin waking up, he said warmly, "Awake? Good morning, Weverlin."
Wavelin was distracted for a moment, and replied with a smile a little late: "Good morning, Rand!"
It's not that he was making a fuss, but Rand didn't say good morning to him very often.
Although St. Dover is a church college, it does not emphasize asceticism, and the first-year students do not have many morning classes.
Occasionally, when he needed to get up early, Lant would be dragged out the door by him with sleepy eyes, and he would often not wake up until class started.
As for the rest of the morning when he doesn't need to get up early, it goes without saying that Rand will probably sleep until he wakes up naturally.
In this way, there is no such thing as "good morning".
So such a simple greeting sounded uniquely intimate to Wavelin.
He sat up from the bed and couldn't help but repeat again: "Good morning, Lant, you woke up so early today."
Lu Yi nodded, "Yes, I woke up suddenly."
In the second half of the night, Lu Yi had two dreams in a row. When he woke up and opened his eyes, the sky outside the window was still dark.
He couldn't remember the content of his dream, but he vaguely felt that it was not a good dream. He closed his eyes and no longer felt sleepy.
Wavelin didn't think much about what he said. He quickly packed himself up and went out with him.
There are three morning bells in the Vatican. The first one is at 5:15, the second one is at 5:30, and the third one is at 5:45.
When they went out, the second morning bell rang, and candidates came out of the building one after another.
The days of early winter rise late, the sky is dim and dark, and there is a faint mist all around.
This year's winter seems to be colder than usual. After just a few moments outside, some frost appeared on Lu Yi's thick eyelashes.
The bright white frost reflected the dim light into his light amber eyes, making them appear particularly warm and bright in this freezing white sky.
Lu Yi wrapped the white wool scarf around his neck tighter.
When it comes to the candidates' food, clothing, housing and transportation, the Vatican has done absolutely nothing to criticize.
Except for the thin robes they wore on the opening day, they had more than a dozen thick cashmere coats and inner robes to replace them for the rest of the time.
Everyone's wardrobe was filled with church clothing in the right size.
Among this pile of clothes, Lu Yi’s favorite is this thick and long white wool scarf.
Ever since he got it the day before yesterday, he wears it every time he goes out.
The finest white wool is extremely soft and will not cause discomfort even when placed around the most sensitive neck.
He really liked the feeling of being surrounded by clouds, and his steps became much lighter.
The small building where the candidates lived was some distance away from the Temple of Morning Prayer. Today, people were looking at him along the way, and occasionally there were brave enough people who came forward to talk to them.
By the time the two arrived at the Temple of Morning Prayer, Lu Yi had already dealt with ten waves of people.
"These people... have two faces." Lu Yi sighed in a low voice.
This was clearly not the case yesterday.
Although it cannot be said that they are in direct confrontation, most candidates are rather cold towards candidates they don't know.
But just for a few moments, no matter who was stealing a glance at him or who came up to talk to him, everyone had a warm and friendly smile on his face.
"Yes, after what happened yesterday afternoon, there are now many people who want to make friends with you." Wavelin nodded.
Rant possesses such a terrifying talent for light. Once he joins the Holy See, it is only a matter of time before he emerges.
Even if there is a one in ten thousand chance that he fails to become the final candidate for the Son of God this time, he is destined to become a cardinal archbishop with a bright future in the future.
Wouldn't that make him a hot commodity in the eyes of all the candidates?
The next morning was almost the same as the previous day.
Apart from the fact that people around him became friendlier towards him and the professor intentionally or unintentionally asking for his opinions during class, Lu Yi spent a relatively peaceful morning.
Perhaps because he had lost face yesterday, Xia remained silent from beginning to end and had almost no sense of presence.
This peace lasted until the afternoon when it came to an abrupt end.
The practical training class continued yesterday’s training. Thirty-five crystal balls were neatly placed in the square and the two-person teams quickly assembled.
Only Lu Yi and Xia were left standing outside the team.
The two bishops stood aside, and Jacob waved in the direction of them.
"No, no, no, I didn't call you. Come here, Rand..."
Xia, who had just taken a big step past Lu Yi, stopped and returned to his original position very naturally.
He still had a smile on his face, and he watched Lu Yi pass him calmly.
"Lant——" Xia called him softly when they passed each other.
——Don't be too proud.
Lu Yi's peripheral vision fell on him, and without stopping for a moment, he passed straight past him.
"Good day, Bishop."
Jacob waved his hand and said, “Everyone’s training time is very precious, so let’s not do those empty words, I’ll tell you directly.
“Five of the ten days of practical training were conducted using crystal balls as a medium.
"But you can't use the crystal ball."
Jacob directly sentenced him to "death penalty" and sent Rant out of the five-day practical training course with just three sentences.
"So the bishop has other plans for me?" Lu Yi reacted quickly.
Jacob nodded, his expression inexplicably meaningful.
"Yes, you will have other plans for the next five days." He lowered his voice, revealing a hint of playfulness, "...as compensation for you not being able to use the crystal ball...I'll give you some special treatment. I'm telling you in secret, this is a great thing!"
Lu Yi blinked when he heard that.
Good news?
What’s the good thing about having a private kitchen?
"Okay." Lu Yi replied in a low voice, "Thank you, Bishop, and thank you, the Holy See!"
Jacob patted his shoulder and said with a smile: "You're welcome! This is what you deserve. It is a gift prepared for you by the God of Light in advance. You just need to enjoy this gift without any psychological burden..."
Lu Yi nodded obediently, then turned and left with the nun beside him.
The two archbishops watched Lu Yi's figure gradually go away.
The bishop shook his head and said, "I miscalculated. Who could have thought that a dark horse would appear halfway through? Now it's hard to say who will be the final candidate for the Holy Son..."
Jacob glanced at him and said nothing.
"Have you discovered such a dark horse player a long time ago? Is he the one you chose?" the bishop asked suspiciously.
Jacob shook his head and said with emotion: "No, at first I just thought he had great potential and a promising future... He really gave me a big surprise."
"Alas, I am unwilling to accept this... maybe there will be a reversal in the end? After all, no one knows how the situation will turn out until the last moment. The talent of light is certainly important, but what is more important is the likes and dislikes of Your Majesty, the likes and dislikes of our God. In this regard, Xia still has the upper hand."
"Really?" Jacob said disapprovingly, "I think the talent of light can reflect the Lord God's likes and dislikes to a large extent.
"As for Your Majesty... let's wait until the evening. We have to give Lanter a try to see if he can catch Your Majesty's eye."
The author has something to say:
Sigh, I've been a bit busy with the three-dimensional world these past two days. I'm having a headache choosing topics. I'm going to break.
Get strength from your wives by sticking with them qwq
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