Wen Liyu stood there, watching the Archbishop of Oya City rush over to take Cynthia away, and the corners of her mouth hidden in her hood secretly rose.
She believed what the time traveler said. Her hand must have been burned by the fire. As for why the Pope's magic could not detect it, it was of course because the raging fire was a divine punishment from God the Father.
No one on the continent has been able to detect the magic used by divine power, including the Pope who uses the Scepter of Light.
She hummed a joyful song in her heart, returned to her room, picked up the wooden statue on the table, and called softly, "Father God, Father God."
The wooden statue moved in her hand, as if asking her what she wanted.
"It was Father God who protected me just now, right?" Wen Liyu took off her black robe when she entered the room and approached the wood sculpture with a smile.
The wood carving did not move or respond, just like an ordinary wood carving.
Wen Liyu's cheeks flushed slightly, a mischievous glint flashed in her eyes, and she pouted slightly and pecked the wooden sculpture's cheek.
The God of Light who happened to be in the wood carving: ...
Qi flashed out from the wooden sculpture and condensed into a human form beside her. His golden eyes turned dark, and various emotions kept surging in his heart. The mixture made him feel unprecedented joy and emptiness.
It's not enough.
Wen Liyu was poked in the face by his pure golden hair. When she turned her head to look at him, her clear eyes shone with a beautiful rainbow-like brilliance, "Father God!"
Qi reached out and pulled her into a hug, running his hands up and down her back, which usually would have calmed him down, but today, it felt like it wasn't enough.
Wen Liyu snuggled up in his arms obediently. She glanced down at the floor. She was now suspended in the air with the God of Light.
"As expected of a god, he can even do this." Wen Liyu couldn't help but chat with the system, "This can unlock a lot of postures."
system:"……"
Wen Liyu secretly read many storybooks in the previous world, including some with illustrations.
She has been in this world for almost half a year, and she and the God of Light are still in the kissing and hugging stage. Her personality does not allow her to do anything too...straightforward.
Wen Liyu usually did some small actions to try to attract the interest of the God of Light. It would be best if she was locked up in a small dark room, and then... but he never took any further action.
It was to the point that Wen Liyu began to doubt whether he was capable or not.
System: He can do it!
"Father God, can you teach me other magic?" Wen Liyu's cheeks turned slightly red, and she looked a little embarrassed, and her tone was shy.
Qi was thinking about something, and when he heard this, he came back to his senses and asked, "Huh?"
"I think Saint Cynthia looks a little strange." Wen Liyu's eyes turned and she lied easily, "I've met her before, and she wasn't like this before."
"Father God, do you think it's possible that a demon has taken over Cynthia's body, causing her to become like this?"
A faint smile flashed across Qi Jin's eyes, "It's possible."
"Then Father God, teach me how to detect souls and expel magic that doesn't belong to the original body. I can't let the devil ruin tomorrow's ceremony." Wen Liyu rubbed Father God's cheek in dependence, her voice soft, "Tomorrow is a very important ceremony. Will Father God come? I want Father God to come."
"Why?" Although the God of Light was very satisfied with her actions, he maintained a cold expression.
"Because I will definitely become the heir, I want Father God to only look at me..." Wen Liyu's voice became softer and softer as she spoke, and the blush on her cheeks spread to her whole body, like a kitten that had successfully hunted for the first time and was looking forward to the owner's praise.
The God of Light lowered his head and kissed the little believer's lips, his chest shaking slightly, "Okay."
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On the morning of the inheritance ceremony, Wen Liyu had to get up at dawn.
She wore a complicated white robe that was different from her usual style. Her servants used emerald green vines to braid her long platinum hair into a long braid. Her light blue eyes were more beautiful than the clear sky.
She had no makeup on her face, only the juice made from crushed tender petals was smeared on her small lips, making her look gorgeous and pure, with two contradictory temperaments coexisting harmoniously in her.
With just a little makeup, she looked better than all the saints with heavy makeup. The saints went out together and sat in a sedan chair carried by knights to go to the ceremony square.
The square was crowded with believers, all kneeling on the ground, looking quietly and devoutly at the statue in the center of the square.
The statue suddenly appeared this morning and everyone thought it was a miracle.
The appearance of the statue is also different from that in the Vatican. He sits upright on the throne, with one hand raised to support his chin. Although his expression is nonchalant, his eyes are filled with compassion and love.
The true appearance of the God of Light is so handsome, far beyond the imagination of believers.
The Pope arrived earlier than the Son and the Holy Mother. He and the king knelt before the statue and prayed devoutly.
Whenever someone wants to look up at the statue and peek into the holy face, they always feel a sharp pain in their eyes.
This is God the Father’s warning to the world—do not spy recklessly.
After Wen Liyu arrived, she stood in the middle of everyone, surrounded by other saints like stars surrounding the moon.
Her status is the highest of all, and rightly so.
But Cynthia was filled with resentment and jealousy. Her hand still felt burning, which made her have an even worse impression of Wen Liyu.
When she gets the love of the Father God, she will definitely throw Wen Liyu into the dark forest and let her be torn apart and devoured by dark creatures!
All the saints were not wearing shoes and were walking barefoot on the road. They had to walk all the way from the entrance of the square to the center of the square, and the road was deliberately covered with gravel.
This was a test of their resolve toward God the Father.
Wen Liyu cried to the system in her heart, but her expression did not change at all. She took a step forward, and her white and gorgeous robe passed over her instep, revealing her flawless feet that were like works of art.
Believers were kneeling around, and they were involuntarily attracted by the stunning woman in front of them, and they all gasped.
"Is this Saint Wen?"
"Saint Wen is so beautiful that it is simply impossible to describe it in worldly words."
"Saint Wen is indeed the most unique and outstanding among the Saint Sons and Saint Daughters."
While others were hesitating, Wen Liyu stepped firmly onto the gravel path.
She had the system block the pain in advance, but what she didn't expect was that as soon as she stepped on it, a layer of golden light appeared on the soles of her feet, and the gravel turned into soft rose petals under her feet.
“This is a miracle!”
"The Saint is indeed someone favored by Father God!"
There was a slight ripple in Wen Liyu's pale blue eyes, and just a slight smile was enough to amaze the people around her.
Cynthia, who was still hesitant, saw this scene, gritted her teeth and stepped on it unwillingly.
She thought that if she stepped on the gravel, it would turn into soft petals. After all, she was the heroine.
But the moment she stepped on it, the gravel pierced her soles, and pain spread throughout her body. "Ah! How could this happen!"
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