Chapter 286 Miss Enya: Not Worrying

The next day.

The warm morning breeze of early autumn passed through the wooden window frames, rustling the sky blue curtains in front of Ansu's bed. Occasionally, when there was a strong wind, the entire curtain would be blown up, as if it were a rolling ocean. There were some vines planted outside the window frames, and the layers of tiny green leaves cut the sunlight into small spots of light, which then fell in the sky blue ocean with rippling waves.

"Meow."

Luo Xiaohei squatted on the eaves of Ansu Mansion with his scarlet eyes lazily closed. He basked in the warm sunshine and meowed at the sky at the top of his voice. The sun rose higher and higher, and Farol gradually became brighter.

“Meow.”

Of course, Luo Xiaohei thought to herself that she was definitely not crowing. As the noble Saint of Chaos, she would certainly not condescend to compete with the big rooster for work. It was just that ever since she came back from the Naraku world, she had an inexplicable urge to meow at the morning sun.

Of course, this doesn't mean that she, a noble girl, has to become the same as a rooster, nor does she want to be a crowing saint.

Meowing at the sun is just a hobby that cultivates sentiment.

"Meow meow meow." After the ideological work was done, Luo Xiaohei meowed even more happily.

"Shut up, Xiao Hei, the Crow Saint." An Su's voice came from under the eaves, "It's too noisy so early in the morning."

All the hair on Luo Xiaohei's body stood up. It would be fine if she was called the Holy Maiden of Roaring, but what the hell is Luo Xiaohei!

Do you really think you are a big rooster?

I've given you too much face recently.

Her face darkened, and chaotic malice revealed in the depths of her scarlet eyes. It just so happened that she was bored of playing in An Su's house, and she had almost finished reading the book, and the strength of this body was slowly recovering.

Besides, that thing is almost ready. In that case, there is no need to hold back.

Let’s take a look today to see who is the boss!

After playing the role of a cat for so long, Ansu really thinks she is a harmless little kitten.

"Meow!"

Let the mortals see what the true face of [chaos in this world] is.

She swiftly jumped down from under the eaves and landed in front of the window frame as silently as a shadow. Her pupils were stained with blood red, and endless chaos was born and destroyed from her pupils. Her steps were graceful, but her movements were so fast that even a saint could not catch up with her. Her sharp claws were already unsheathed, and she was about to pounce on Ansu in an instant.

Success is just around the corner——

Hmm. Why is there a red dot on the ground?

At this time, the chaotic Saint of Chaos discovered a red dot on the floor. Her eyes widened, and as if driven by instinct, her two claws turned in the air, closed together, and pounced towards the red dot.

Luo Xiaohei puffed out her chest proudly with her two white gloves on the red dots. She looked up at An Su with disdain and said, "You're the next one."

At this time, the red dot jumped out of the claws and moved slowly on the floor.

Well. Out of instinctive curiosity, Luo Xiaohei quickly pounced on the red dot. The red dot ran away again, and Luo Xiaohei pounced on it again. The two of them fought back and forth, getting faster and faster, and then they started circling in Ansu's bedroom.

Stupid little black Ansu calmly looked at the true face of [Chaos in This World], his fingers naturally hanging down holding the magic wand, a faint magic circuit was quietly flashing.

This is the strongest holy light in history that Anzu created to control the chaos saint.

【Infrared laser】

[Quality: Ordinary low level, detection magic]

[Effect: A beam of light obtained after separating the holy light and radiating the light can form a movable red dot on the ground, which has a strong control effect on special enemies.]

[Note: Ansu Morningstar is a devout Glorious Saint. After years of research, he discovered that laser is also a rare branch of Holy Light.]

After revealing her true identity, the playful Saint Elf chased the laser until she was sweating profusely. She stopped, supported herself on the wall with her little paws, and stared at the red dot on the windowsill angrily. She held her breath, lowered her heartbeat, and slowly approached the red dot like a cheetah hunting.

An Su turned the laser pen - that is, the magic wand in his hand, and the red dot flew out of the window in an instant. Luo Xiaohei quickly jumped up and rushed out.

"Meow!———" (Ansu, I will kill you () ()) So Luo Xiaohei performed a flying cat magic and fell from the third floor. Her meow was dragged farther and farther away by the acceleration of free fall.

Same as those flying guys last night.

"Heh, just a Crow Saint, Xiao Hei."

Having achieved his daily cat-loving achievement, Ansu smiled calmly and contentedly. He put away his laser pen wand, stretched himself, and planned to take a nap.

"You should get up, Master." Although there was no one around, an elegant female voice came from the bed, "You still have a lot of things to deal with today."

"Besides, if you continue to sleep." The voice seemed to be right beside Ansu's ear, and the moist breathing lightly tickled his earlobe, "something strange will happen."

The lower woman.

Ansu used a laser pen to shine on the maid, and a small red dot appeared in the air in front of him.

Miss Enya took the initiative to step out of the shadows. On her snow-white and delicate profile, there was a faint red dot, like a scarlet mole, or like a red drop of blood falling on the snow. She was wearing a light-colored maid's uniform today, paired with dark stockings and small leather boots. She was sitting beside Ansu's bed, her white hair propped up on the bed, her body slightly leaning forward, and the two were very close.

"How long have you been here?" Ansu didn't expect Enya to be so close to him.

When he falls asleep, his perception will also decrease.

"About half an hour, an hour?" Enya tilted her head calmly, "I had breakfast here."

Don't eat breakfast in bed. Anzu sighed helplessly.

Miss Enya tilted her head again and pointed at the red spot on her cheek with her slender index finger. "Can you stop playing? You can come back and play slowly in the evening."

"Your father, Lord Carlo, has come to the Imperial Capital and asked you to go to him as soon as you wake up. In his letter, he emphasized that being number one is definitely not the bottom five. The Magic Guild also asked you to go to Heaven immediately. Bishop Merlin asked to negotiate with you about the property rights of the Naraku world. He asked if you could return the examination room to him, or rent it out to him as a concession if that's not possible."

She read all the letters.

"And there are letters from your brothers... Arthur and Liszt." Miss Enya paused and frowned again. "They didn't write anything in the main text. The letters were all covered in blood. Only the words 'Boss, save me' were written in blood on the letter stamp."

"What brothers? I only have sisters." An Su shook his head, "I'm not familiar with them. It must be a scam."

If he was kidnapped by the secret cultists, it would be fine. Ansu might be overjoyed and would gladly go to help his good brother.

He was kidnapped by their father, so he didn't dare to show up. The Annan demigod who was in a rage was ten times more terrifying than the secret believers.

".Her Royal Highness Princess Golden Kite sent you a greeting card on behalf of the royal family, as well as golden kite petals as a token of consolation." Enya continued, "In the letter, she congratulated you on your first place and said she would see you again. This should be a spam email, so I'll throw it away for you first."

Ansu nodded in agreement.

"And there's the Vatican." Enya turned to the last page and she also frowned.

"Because you have achieved first place, according to the rules, the first deacon will confer a new [God-given title] on you. Please arrive at the 'Ceremony Hall' of the Third Church on time at six o'clock tonight to participate in the crowning ceremony presided over by the Saint."

Enya took out one notification after another from the mailbox at the door, dutifully reporting today's important schedule.

Everything she said, although in a plain tone, was an unimaginable event in the life of an ordinary saint.

Let's not talk about the two old men from the border and heaven, and the two liars who lied that they were his brothers.

First came Cersei’s gift—the golden iris.

This is not a private gift, but a bright gift representing the royal family. You should know that golden irises have the most important significance in the Milton royal family. Only royal family members can grow them, unless the royal family takes the initiative to give them as a gift, which is a state gift. The nobles who have the honor of receiving this state gift must have a secular title of at least a marquis, or a bishop of the Vatican.

The fact that Ansu received such a gift of this rank was a very meaningful thing. It could be seen as the royal family actively extending an olive branch to Ansu.

In addition, there is the last letter, which is the most beneficial.

【Title bestowed by God】.

It is a gift of blessing bestowed by the gods based on the performance of the saints.

Ansu once had three God-given titles, [The Rising One], [The Gradually Dawn], and [The Star of Order], all of which were obtained when Ansu was at a low or middle level. They had little effect on slightly higher-level enemies, and gradually could not keep up with the environment.

The latest novel is published first on Liu9shuba!

The use of the divine title does not consume magic power and is more cost-effective than magic.

It’s time for Ansu to have a high-level God-given title.

According to the letter, Cersei should be the one to preside over the ceremony for him. Ansu smiled bitterly helplessly. He really didn't want to confront this crazy woman.

Don't want to get up.

"One last thing. You specifically told me yesterday to remind you no matter what: you have something important to do today and you can't be late."

"So you should get up." Miss Enya said calmly.

An Su held his forehead with his hand. He had to bear the consequences of the hole he had dug for himself.

He did ask Enya to remind him yesterday, but Enya didn't know what it was specifically about. After all, she only lurked in Ansu's shadow for a short while yesterday.

After all, I've been late too many times before. If I think about it carefully, I was late once in the border city and once when recruiting people in the chaotic border. After all, this can't happen more than three times.

He stood up from the bed, took the white shirt and the standard saint's dress handed to him by the maid, buttoned up all the buttons of the shirt, and then put on the saint's dress - although there was still a final test, Anzu's actual rank was now a deacon, but his deacon uniform was still being made.

After all, this exam has too many sacred legendary colors: whether it is the loss of control of the Naraku world, all candidates were forced to withdraw, or the arrival of the projection of the Blue Witch, and Ansu's unprecedented "unable to be graded", all symbolize that this exam cannot be judged by ordinary standards.

The difficulty of this exam is far greater than the general deacon promotion exam.

Special cases require special judgments. After an overnight meeting, the top leaders decided that the top five candidates in this exam would be promoted directly from saints to deacons, and the final exam of the third round would be postponed and combined with the upcoming "priest exam". The two exams were combined and the cost of the two exams was doubled.

Therefore, as long as Ansu passes the third exam, he can directly become a "priest".

Going up the priest position, one becomes the regional bishop, also known as the purple bishop.

In just one year, it was possible to advance three levels from a quasi-saint to become a 16-year-old glorious priest. Su's rocket-like speed of advancement could be said to be unprecedented.

A year ago, the magical genius Ashley who was invigilating him also became a priest at the age of twenty-one.

After putting on the new clothes, Ansu took the face towel from the maid, wiped his face, and prepared to go out.

"By the way, Master." Miss Enya suddenly asked, "Do you want me to go out and exchange the two bills in your shirt yesterday for you now?"

The two tickets she mentioned were two lottery tickets - one of which had a huge face value and was a specially customized pure gold ticket with the words "A Vein of Gold Mine" printed on the cover.

The ticket itself was a work of art, with a thin layer of gold foil covering the entire ticket and a protective magic circuit embedded in its core. The pattern on the ticket itself was personally painted by the most outstanding master painter in the imperial capital, depicting a sacred and glorious cathedral, and it was so beautiful and magnificent that it looked like a masterpiece of God.

Even if you don't exchange it now, taking it home as a collection will still be a dazzling collection.

The other note, on the other hand, looked quite ordinary. It was snow-white in color, and its face value was "three hundred gold coins". Although this was the largest denomination issued by the private sector, it looked shabby and pitiful compared to the four majestic characters "a vein of gold mine".

The design on the ticket was also a standard design, just like those ordinary lottery tickets, printed uniformly by a magic printing machine. The colors were a bit blurry, and the pattern only had a small snow-white flower.

Its face value is common and can be seen everywhere. The printing is also standard, but this ticket is also unique. It is the only one that Ansu won among the tens of thousands of lottery tickets issued.

An Su looked at the two bills and thought about it. He said without hesitation, "Take the gold one and exchange it."

"Where's the other white one?" Enya asked, a little puzzled, tilting her head, "Do you need me to destroy it for you?"

She didn't understand why the young master wanted to buy this low-priced lottery ticket.

If Lord Carlo had really seen this, he would have fainted on the spot, and would have been furious that our family had fallen to this point, and that this bastard Lian Du Bo actually used gold coins as units instead of gold mines! "Give me the other one. I'll go and throw it away myself."

An Su took the small, ordinary betting ticket. The pattern drawn on the ticket was very simple. On the vast snow-white ground, there was a small snow-white flower, so white that it seemed to melt into the world.

Ansu placed the little flower and the world into the new lining. After placing them in place, he pressed them gently and pushed open the door.

The warm dawn light filled the sky. The Crow Saint had called the sun out. The autumn light was like golden ears of wheat, blooming all over the streets, alleys and buildings of Farol. Ansu squinted his eyes and looked at the slightly smoky sky.

The weather is pretty good today, he thought.

Enya watched An Su walk down the stairs, but she still didn't understand where the young master's gambling ticket came from. She didn't want to think about it anymore. An Su must have his reasons for doing this.

I have completed the young master's instructions perfectly, making him get up on time and not miss today's events - the young master must like and trust me more, and his favorability towards me must have increased significantly.

Miss Enya nodded seriously, thinking that she had done things perfectly, so she didn't care about it anymore and returned to her desk to continue writing her novel.

Recently, the book "The Saint Conquering the Demons" has been revived and become popular again. No one knows who wrote it, but it has posed a certain threat to her status in the literary world.

But that's all.

This is just an ordinary toilet paper.

Readers will surely get bored very quickly and lose interest in it very quickly.

There is absolutely nothing to worry about.

Enya held her chin and began to concentrate on writing on the paper. Her writing was very eloquent. The orange sunlight shone through the window lattice onto her cold face. Although she had no extra expression, she could feel Miss Enya's confidence.

How could fictional toilet paper possibly outperform the real story on which she was based?

Miss Enya thought so under the warm autumn sunshine.

(End of this chapter)