Chapter 296 Ansu never talks to Zhangyu again
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An Su cursed in his heart. The sun fire had already covered his body. He forced his eyes open and saw that the sky was bright and dazzling.
Blazing white flames flowed out from the sky and the ravines of the earth at the same time, engulfing Ansu from all directions. The smell of sparks and gunpowder was so real, as if it was right in front of his eyes, and yet it seemed as if everything was just an illusion.
The body is burned, the limbs are turned into charcoal, the facial features are scorched and melted into one, the skin is burned and the internal organs are turned into saltpeter, which will turn into scattered ashes when blown by the wind.
The hottest and fiercest sun fire burned his soul. He half-knelt on the ground, his whole body ablaze with flames from the inside out. A warlock without sun blood, unless he was a demigod-level pervert like Bishop Morgan, would never be able to withstand the sun fire.
Just when An Su was about to lose consciousness, the river of life from the origin of his soul slowly seeped in, and the cool coolness poured over his soul from head to toe. The sun fire and the water of life melted and blended with each other, and finally the temperature was extinguished. Although it was not refined and inherited by An Su, it was no longer harmful, and the flame rested quietly at the bottom of his soul.
The next moment, he suddenly opened his eyes.
The dark green flame flickered in his eyes, swaying slowly.
An Su checked his torso and limbs, and found no burnt area. He raised his head with his eyes slightly narrowed. The alley was quiet, and the cold autumn wind rustled through the autumn leaves. The flames he saw in the sky had never existed.
"My child, you have become obsessed with studying."
The voice of Annan Taigong sounded from above Ansu.
"You are uneducated and don't understand science. The stars in the sky don't actually fall down. That's just something adults use to scare disobedient children. I've known this since I was eighteen."
He stared at An Su with the pity of an illiterate, then shook his head imperceptibly and sighed helplessly.
Being despised.
Ansu's face was pale and he stared at Annan in disbelief. He never thought that one day he would be despised by a great Japanese grandfather for being uneducated! As soon as Ansu saw his expression, Annan knew what he was thinking and chuckled again. He was a good uncle who was good at observing people's expressions. He said kindly, "Child, I know that your sudden exposure to the truth of this advanced magical science has had a strong impact on your long-standing worldview."
Grandfather Annan had an understanding look on his face, and he spoke in a soothing tone, "But, we have to face the facts. When I was young and first came into contact with the truth of the universe, I was also incredulous, unwilling to admit it, and unable to understand it. But as long as you listen to more books, newspapers, and words like I do, you will eventually understand this profound science."
Anzu fell silent.
The ultimate insult.
This is the ultimate insult from an illiterate person to a student demon.
You guys who skipped prenatal education classes, I studied it for 17 years in my previous life! !
Ansu never expected that the Annan demigod would be so strong and indescribable. No wonder he could be called the "God of War". As soon as he appeared, he hurt everyone equally. Not only Arthur suffered the ultimate insult, but even Ansu, who was so cunning, could not escape! Facing the pitying eyes of Annan Taigong, Ansu's face was full of black lines. If he could not beat Annan Taigong, "Your Majesty Annan." Ansu took a long breath and experimentally wrote the three words "Sun Fire" on the paper, "How do you read these three words?"
"A Japanese." An Nan Taigong said as a matter of course. He could easily solve this elementary school-level addition and subtraction math problem. "I am very good at math, especially subtraction."
I didn’t recognize the word “fire”, so I reduced two strokes and then I recognized it.
The integration of subjects and cross-border integration advocated by the Vatican today is based on this principle. Annan Taigong combined language and mathematics.
"Then how do you pronounce these three words?" An Su picked up the pen and wrote the words "Da Ri Ren" on the paper.
An Nan Taigong fell into a brief silence. He looked at it for a long time, then applied his subtraction method, which he was good at, and said confidently, "Ren Ri Ren."
What a confusing and filthy word, something even more outrageous than the Japanese, was born just like that.
He originally thought that the Japanese were already an unrivaled cultural depression in the world, but he did not expect that the Annan Taigong could dig a hole in the depression and take it to a higher level.
Lao Deng, you are invincible.
An Su had a fake smile of relief on his face. After these two rounds of tests, he had let it go. After all, Grandpa Annan was already like this, so why not obey him?
"Thank you, An Nan Taigong, for the name." He said obediently, his dark blue eyes filled with a peaceful smile, "The flame in my soul will be called 'Ren Ri Ren'."
"You wish!" Grandfather Annan chuckled and shook his head proudly. "Such a cultured and elegant flame name, I will naturally leave it to my son. How can I let a kid like you from the Morning Star family get it for free!"
"[Ren Ri Ren], it matches the temperament of this brat Arthur so well."
An Su turned around and looked at Arthur who was fighting fiercely with the demons not far away. For a moment, he felt that what An Nan said made sense. But he didn't know which of the two names, Renri Ren and Xiao Rizi, was more abstract.
"There's another reason, kid."
Annan Taigong shook his head.
"You did not inherit the fire of the sun, nor do you have the qualifications to inherit it. The flame in your soul is just a tiny bit of remaining fire after the sun went out. It is also a glimmer of possibility left in case of emergency. Consider it a small gift from me to you."
"In case of emergency?" An Su was puzzled.
"Although I don't understand what you are going to do...I never think about it. From a long time ago, among the three of us, I was only responsible for fighting."
Grandpa Annan stared at Ansu, his golden eyes were as majestic as a piece of amber reflecting the flowing fire. The demigod raised his hand and pointed at the stars in the night sky. He only raised his hand, but his momentum seemed as if all the stars in the galaxy were revolving around his fingertips.
"But I know how to fight. To fight, you definitely need plenty of firepower!"
He laughed wildly, and his smile echoed in the night sky.
"If the stars are about to fall, then blow them to pieces! If the Chaos Cultists are about to come, then kill them all! I've said before that what I'm best at is subtraction! As long as all the problems are subtracted, there will be no more problems in this world!"
Great wisdom appears foolish!
An Su admired and even respected Annan Taigong's spirit of subtraction. This was the purest player. He skipped all the plot and decryption of the strategy and just knew to kill, kill, kill. When he killed all the players with health bars, he would naturally complete the game.
We, the An family, have ideas!
"But boy, we old guys will eventually grow old." Grandpa Annan said with a smile, "This arithmetic problem will eventually be left to you young people to solve. Have you thought of a name for your flame?"
"I've thought about it."
An Su also said seriously, he felt the tiny, dark blue flame in his soul, and wrote the word "Spark" on the paper stroke by stroke.
"【Sun-made fire】?"
Annan Taigong took a look and smiled.
Great foolishness seems to be wisdom!
Anzu's smile froze.
An Nan Taigong interpreted the meaning of Ansu's name with a look of knowing everything about it. "Yeah, that's right. We have to light a fire every day for cooking. And with this navy blue flame, I see, this fire is made of natural gas!"
After An Nan Taigong read it out, he looked at An Su in disbelief and asked, "Are you going to be a cook in the future?"
An Su held his forehead with his hand. He never wanted to communicate with illiterate people again.
As soon as An Nan Taigong saw An Su's face, he knew that he had interpreted the sutra incorrectly. He carefully looked at the words on the paper one by one, and immediately realized that he had read the wrong word and made a fool of himself. Using the subtraction reading method, he said with a little shame, "Sorry, uncle, I read it wrong. It's not [Sun-born Fire]. It's not so vulgar and unmotivated."
Anzu's expression softened slightly.
"It's [a person born on the day]."
An Su's pupils trembled violently. What kind of embarrassing and outrageous thing is "Japanese-born"? You have already dug a hole in the cultural depression, why do you want to dig a hole in the hole? "Japanese-born." An Nan Taigong leaned back, stood in awe, and concluded, "This name is more elegant and cultural than [Da Ri Ren] and [Ren Ri Ren]!"
"If the people of Da Ri praised the passion and excitement of life and painted a vast and grand epic, the people of Ren Ri focused on depicting the wonders of vigorous vitality and the competition of living things, as if they were right before our eyes—"
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Annan Taigong made a Chinese reading comprehension. He was good at both Chinese and mathematics. "And [People Born on the Sun] rose to the level of philosophy, expressing his longing for his mother, telling the reincarnation and inheritance of living beings, and depicting the endless cycle of nature!"
"My dear nephew An Su." Grandfather An Nan gave An Su a thumbs up. "Uncle was wrong. My dear nephew is really a brilliant writer!"
An Su's mouth twitched. He shouldn't have talked to this illiterate person, let alone written! -
Although there were many twists and turns in the process, overall the results were good.
Arthur had already beaten all the demon men and turned them into Little Nan Liang. Ansu had also walked out of the pain of his soul being burned by flames. The sky in Farol had also completely darkened. Countless stars were spread out at the end of the wall. The bright stars toppled down, covering every tile house and alley entrance in the alley with silver skylight.
After saying goodbye to An Nantai, An Su went back home to change into a new set of clothes.
With the help of the maid, Ansu took off his wrinkled white shirt, changed out of the 'saint's' uniform, and took another robe printed with the Holy Mark of Glory. The material emitted shimmering ripples and was accompanied by the fluctuations of magic circuits. This was a uniform that was customized by the Glorious Church and was unique to the 'deacon'.
The material of this robe alone is comparable to that of high-end magical armor.
After tonight, Ansu will make the leap from a "saint" to a "deacon" and even become a quasi-priest.
Luo Xiaohei quickly jumped onto An Su's shoulder and put her hands on her hips in dissatisfaction. "This saint lady has made great contributions, why don't I have a set of clothes?" She fell off the roof this morning, and the scar healed and she forgot the pain. When she saw An Su, she started to breathe again.
An Su used the newly acquired sparks to burn Shao Luo Xiao Hei's soles, burning her so much that she covered her feet and meowed, then jumped to the ground and did a cool street dance.
After completing his cat's daily tasks, Anzu smiled with satisfaction.
Various things happened in the past two days, but the main event was tonight.
The [Investiture Ceremony] was held in the largest ceremony hall of the Glorious Church.
If it was an ordinary award ceremony, Ansu would not be so vigilant. But this time it was really grand and unusual. First of all, the ceremonial hall was requisitioned. The last time this hall held a ceremony was when the purple cardinal was canonized. Secondly, members of the Farol royal family had to attend in public. The fact that the royal family was present in person showed the extent of this event.
It is estimated that all citizens of Farol are waiting for this grand ceremony.
But for Ansu, this does not mean it is a good thing.
Religion and imperial power must not be too deeply involved.
The reason why Princess Cersei can become the Holy Maiden of the Imperial City is because of her royal status; but the reason why she is only the Holy Maiden of the Imperial City is also because of her royal status.
There is an insurmountable boundary between imperial power and divine power. This is a rule agreed upon by both parties. All core bishops above the purple robe cannot have a royal background. If the two are too deeply involved, politics and religion are integrated, or even the imperial power manipulates the divine power, it will lead to indelible destructive consequences. This has really happened in history.
Based on the above historical background, religious figures must draw a clear line between themselves and the secular world, especially the royal family and especially politics. This is considered a bottom line.
Even if Merlin accepted bribes from the princess, he did so secretly. If it were someone else, he would have openly asked for a sky-high price.
Once a saint becomes involved in political interests in public, it will be difficult for him to become a core figure in the Vatican.
To put it simply, it means checking the ingredients.
In Ansu's future plan, if he wants to reach the top of the Ladder of Naraku, he must become the Pope of the Seven Gods, and he must balance the relationship with the royal family. This time, the royal family publicly awarded Ansu a medal, and even the Golden Kite Princess personally took action, making the scene so grand that it was hard for those who were interested in the Holy See not to feel alienated.
It is hard not to infer that this is a deliberate attempt to hype up the popularity and deliberately over-praise this rising star.
From a certain perspective, this is also a game between secular and religious forces.
Ansu didn't want to attend this ceremony, but he had to get the help of the God-given title. The effect of the God-given title does not consume magic points. In the saint class where high-level magic consumes more and more magic points, the additional magic effect can sometimes play a role in turning the tide of the battle.
——So at this critical moment, every word and action must be cautious.
Especially since all of Naraku is waiting for him, the "rising star" of the Glorious Church.
In the future, this arithmetic problem will eventually be left to you young people to solve. The words of Grand Duke Annan echoed in Ansu's ears.
He exhaled slowly.
It is foreseeable that the entire empire is paying attention to tonight's ceremony. The headlines of various newspapers, whether it is the Imperial Capital Daily or the Evening News, or even newspapers around the world, will surely be high-profile headlines such as "Shocking, the Cursed Son is conferred the title, and it is actually presided over by Princess Jin Yuan herself."
After all, with such a huge popularity, no media will miss out on today's ceremony that has shocked the whole country.
Those journalism students will surely pounce on the event like hungry sharks and devote a lot of space to reporting on tonight's ceremony.
There is no need to think or question this.
The early autumn night breeze blew through the streets of Farol. The dim magic street lights lingered at the end of the long street. The street was quiet, while the church farther away was brightly lit. The place was crowded with people, and their noise and excitement could be heard across several streets. It was no exaggeration to describe this grand occasion as a place where thousands of people came.
Ansu and the maid left the house, facing the early autumn evening breeze, and asked Enya to buy a copy of tonight's evening paper at a roadside bookstall. She confidently opened the first page and casually glanced at the headline, only to see a line of big words written on it: #Shocked, the fertilization of the Son of the Sun was personally presided over by Grand Duke Annan! # (End of this chapter)