Chapter 313 An Su: Are you sure I kidnapped her?
[Ansu Morningstar, you kidnapped the glorious daughter.]
——Who is going to kidnap whom in this situation?
Ansu felt something was not good. He took a half step back. The vast and sacred vortex of light in front of him was quickly stained with blasphemous colors under the inversion of the reversed Pope. Darkness overflowed like running water, painting the light steps of heaven into ink. The chaotic and weird black vortex seemed to swallow up everything in the world. It was full of aggression and a strange beauty that did not belong to this world.
"Meow meow meow." Even Luo Xiaobai showed a look of fear. In good cat mode, she had no deterrent power at all. She quickly flapped her short legs and hid behind An Su.
Ha people pinch.
Ansu knew that as the Saint of the Glorious Church, Luo Jia was the most favored by the glory, and her physique was originally the sacred extreme "pure white body". Now that it was turned upside down by the reversed Pope, she would go from one extreme to another. No one knew what it looked like.
It is said that she is the 'daughter of glory'. But the meaning is completely reversed. Wouldn't it be the 'wild father of darkness'? Bai Ansu stared at the darkness that was almost condensed into a solid. The rolling black fog invaded him and touched the boy's cheek. The glory around him had been swallowed up. Countless strange and weird crimson petals slowly opened. Ansu felt like a little sheep waiting to be slaughtered. He frowned and asked tentatively, "Dear Miss Luojia..."
An Su's expression was a little subtle, and he even showed regret. He didn't dare to continue picking. "You're not going to be turned upside down into a bitch, are you?"
The invasion of darkness stopped and the scene was silent for a long time.
It seems to make some sense.
Luo Xiaobai raised her eyes and looked at Ansu, clapping her hands excitedly. So that's how it is. Ansu is indeed good at Chinese. The inversion of the pure white body is the body of a girl! The more she thought about it, the more it made sense. She imagined a 1.89 meter tall, 150 kilograms, schizophrenic, colored dark elf with afro and twin ponytails, coming towards her head with a machete. When she thought of this nightmare scene, Luo Xiaobai swallowed her saliva.
Merlin's gray eyes regained new life.
"Mr. Ansu, you are very rude." A light female voice rose from the center of the black fog.
"I'm very polite." An Su said stubbornly.
"But you said I was a farm tool." Luo Jia said.
An Su raised her eyebrows. She was indeed Miss Luo Jia after the inversion. She dared to say such words. He was a good boy now. An Su shook his head righteously, "I apologize. I once said that you are not a tool."
"No, you misunderstood me."
“I’m not a farm tool.”
The voice suddenly appeared beside Ansu's ears. A little warm mist came out from her thin lips, hovering over Ansu's earlobe, making him feel warm and itchy. The boy subconsciously took a step back, and the voice came one step closer. She bit Ansu's earlobe and whispered, "But you can use me as a 'tool'.
Merlin's eyes, which had once been full of life, turned gray again.
The glorious veil covered Miss Luojia's face. Ansu still couldn't see Luojia's appearance, but he seemed to be able to imagine what Luojia looked like. She was right beside him, standing on her snow-white toes, with deep black darkness wrapped around her slender wrists. The girl gently brushed Ansu's cheek, her rime-like eyelashes trembling slightly. She raised her snow-white and smooth neck and whispered in the boy's ear, "Please use it as you like, my Mr. Ansu."
The little saint - or should I say the little witch, chuckled like a silver bell.
After being turned upside down, Luo Jia's personality did change a little.
The little saint Luojia has always been a serious and good child. She is easily shy and does things meticulously, just like an exquisite snowflake with every thin branch flawless. The crimson sunset glow hangs on her snow-white cheeks, like the sky after the snow. The little witch Luojia is a naughty bad girl who plays pranks. At the same time, she is more aggressive. She is not a snowflake, she is a rain, a summer rain that comes to you from all directions. She is not the sky after the rain, she will only wet the sky.
But in essence, the core of the little saint and the little witch are the same, one is solidified water and the other is flowing water, that's all.
Ansu took a step back, and the witch took a step forward. The white boy retreated to the edge of the Stairway to Heaven. The latter gently lifted the boy's tie and took another step forward, as if they were falling from the sky together, and this matter didn't matter.
Ha people.
At this time, An Su thought he was invincible, but he didn't expect that there were masters in this world who were born to restrain him in this state.
"Can you please stop making fun of our boys' Huang Yao?" An Su sighed. Fortunately, he had enough experience to deal with it. "You can only talk nonsense anonymously."
"But I didn't lie, Mr. Ansu."
"How to prove it?"
"You'll see if you look into my eyes."
"I can't see now."
"Then take off the white veil from my cheek."
"Pick it yourself."
"I want you to help me pick them." The little witch tilted her head and stuck out her tongue playfully, but said seriously, "Only you can do that."
".Lazy dog."
Ansu sighed, "Idiot, how can I take off the veil if I can't see where it is?"
"You are the idiot." The witch stood on tiptoe, raised her head, and almost leaned against Ansu's neck. She said provocatively, "Touch my face with your hand, and you will know the location of the veil."
Damn it, where have you been, Mother Goddess of Life? The delicious child is about to be kidnapped! An Su sighed helplessly. He tentatively reached out his hand, but did not touch Luo Jia's cheek. He touched the delicate and slender shoulder. The smooth skin carried the warm body temperature. Along the shoulder, his fingertips touched the delicate collarbone, and then the smooth neck. But the little witch seemed to be deliberately playing tricks. She tilted her head, and An Su's fingertips passed by her cheek, and he couldn't find the direction again.
".Idiot." An Su said, and didn't want to continue, but was grabbed by the little witch again.
Luojia tilted her head slightly and rubbed it again, like a cat acting coquettishly. Rouyi gently raised Ansu's hand and placed it on her cheek.
“Mr. Ansu, so have you found the location?
"The little witch smiled and said, "Please hurry up, the people outside are waiting for you. Lord Son of Blessing."
“Found it.”
An Su said slowly, following Luo Jia's gentle guidance, brushing across the latter's cheek, her moist cherry-like lips, her delicate nose and her rime-like eyes, and finally stopping at the latter's flushed earlobe, where the glorious veil was tied.
"I took it."
The young man gently took off the glorious veil, and the barrier between them disappeared. This was their true meeting.
Even the sunlight seemed to have stopped—
The autumn wind passed through the stairway to heaven, cutting the afternoon sun into layer upon layer of fragments. The world was also divided into several color blocks. The girl named Luojia Fast stood in the center of the color block, right in front of the young man. The snow-white veil seemed to melt in the autumn, and the blood-stained color condensed into the snow. At this moment, no matter it was flawless snowflakes or summer rain coming from all directions, solidified water, flowing water, a serious saint, or a bewitching witch, none of them could fully describe the girl. They were only one side of her.
Luo Jia stood on tiptoe with bare feet, leaning her cheek against An Su's palm, staring at An Su with her bright eyes and smiling like a flower.
"Good morning, Mr. Ansu." She tilted her head and gently lifted the hem of her skirt, "How do you feel?"
"Miss Luojia, I take back what I said before." An Su said helplessly. He is now the honest Bai Ansu and cannot lie. He is naturally restrained by the witch Luojia.
"What?"
"When I look at the sunset in heaven, I feel like I am looking at your face."
The young man said helplessly,
"But you are more beautiful than the sunset in heaven."
This is the whole story of what happened in heaven. .Several days passed in heaven, but only one night passed in this world.
As the sky slowly dawned, Farol finally spent the most unforgettable night of yesterday.
The world today is not peaceful.
The imperial guards began patrolling door to door on St. Peter's Street before dawn. They posted notices of bans on blue bulletin boards and knocked rudely on citizens' doors.
Last night, Farol imposed a curfew - the residents of the imperial capital have forgotten when the last curfew was. In short, the guards of the imperial capital's heresy management department, wearing dark military boots and steel-colored cloaks, crushed the morning dew and tranquility with their military boots, and took the homeless people who were still strolling on the streets into the court. If there were any resisters, they would be beaten back to heresy in the street.
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In the temporary bill that had just been passed and the ban signed by Milton Royal himself, the curfew was only a measure to restrict residents. In addition to the curfew, all entertainment activities, religious ceremonies and large gatherings were cancelled, and even the newspapers, which had always been free, were under the control of the Royal News Department.
Nevertheless, people are aware of the reasons behind this.
During the glorious ceremony last night, a bloody incident occurred that was enough to turn the social order upside down. Prince Terry fell into an Outer God monster and slaughtered the royal family members present. Although they knew about it, they dared not say it, dared not discuss it in the tavern, and even kept silent about it at home. This was a topic that citizens absolutely could not touch.
It was daybreak but Farol was still foggy, as if there was a layer of screen glass in between. There was a slight drizzle in the early morning, tapping on the gray sky, just like tapping on the edge of the screen glass, and then dripping into the world. The magic chemical factory farther away had already started work, and the industrial monster spit out circle after circle of lead-colored mist from the furnace, covering the sky of Farol, just like the air exhaled from the citizens' lungs.
In the meeting held urgently today, the city officials and nobles of Farol had a heated debate and even split into several factions. In the end, the elders of the Ministry of Dissenters came to the conclusion.
Behind all this are lies to the Chinese people!
No matter what, they would not believe it - or rather, even if they believed it, they would never admit that it was absolutely illogical for a mere cursed child to complete the coronation ceremony alone, while Prince Jin Kite degenerated into a monster. This must be a conspiracy of the Theocracy to attack the royal authority.
Unless Ansu can perform miracles again.
St. Peter Street where the Magic Guild is located, and even the entire bank of the Maria River along the coast, have been blocked by the saint troops of the Alien Management Department.
People looked at the Magic Guild's building through the windows. Almost everyone knew that one of the protagonists of last night's incident, Ansu Morningstar, was hiding on the tenth floor of the Magic Guild: Heaven.
A full seven hours had passed since the incident and Ansu Morningstar had still not made a public appearance.
The citizens who had originally had full confidence in Ansu now began to feel unsure.
The word "defection" first appeared in the "Imperial Capital Morning Post" published this morning.
The saints of the Royal Knights and the Heretic Administration Bureau were eyeing the Magic Guild covetously. Countless paladins and witch-hunting soldiers were crowding together, and there were even several demigods present in person. However, unless there was a military order issued by the Emperor himself, they could not set foot into the Magic Guild.
In the original contract signed between the Church and the Empire, the Magic Guild in Heaven did not belong to the territory of the Imperial Capital. The former belonged to the gods and was a kingdom ruled by the gods. If the army of Farol entered the land of gods without permission, it would be regarded as an infringement of the territory of gods, and it would be regarded as a declaration of war against the entire religious world and against gods.
They didn't dare to go in, so they could only wait for An Su to come out.
However, they were confident that the longer Ansu stayed in Heaven, the more guilty and fearful he was, and the more favorable the situation would be for the Empire. If this kid dared to show up, the demigods present at the scene would expose Ansu's lies in public.
Both public opinion and public sentiment will gradually lean towards them.
A cursed child is just a cursed child, and there is no way that God will favor him.
——This is Farol’s truth.
Although I don’t know what means the Holy See used to conceal the truth in the ceremony hall last night, fake is just fake after all. It’s just that no one saw through Ansu’s disguise at that time.
But today, the adults in Farol are fully prepared and are putting pressure on the Holy See in the name of the king. Even Merlin cannot hide Ansu forever.
When everyone was getting impatient, the door to heaven opened.
"Hello, everyone."
In full view of everyone, the young man named Ansu walked down the steps and came to the outside of heaven. He was very polite.
"It's great to see you again." The leading saint smiled playfully, "Ansu Morningstar."
The soldiers gave orders, and countless magical fluctuations instantly boiled and surged. The saint troops of the Heretic Management Bureau directly burst out with tremendous magical power. The Royal Knights all mounted their horses and raised their holy spears. Several demigods smiled at each other and put their hands behind their backs. They looked very impressive. They had already left their orders.
"As soon as Ansu steps out of heaven, we will attack them all!"
Seeing the forces from all sides rushing towards Ansu, the young man smiled innocently, took half a step back, and returned to the steps.
"I'm going back."
Everyone was forced to stop, the saints cut off the magic circuits, the boiling magic power rushed through the bodies and caused a backlash, the Royal Knights suddenly reined in the paladins, the latter let out sharp screams, and some even threw the paladins to the ground.
The unfathomable looks of the several demigods turned awkward.
"I'm out again."
An Su said with a smile. After stepping out of the Heavenly Kingdom, he politely saluted all the adults. There was no mockery on his face, only a pure smile from the heart.
For soldiers, unconditional obedience to superiors' orders is their duty, so they readjusted their posture and returned to work, rushing towards the young man. Then, Ansu took another step back.
"I'm back again. Since everyone said they were happy to see me again, I'll let everyone see me more often."
You are sick, aren't you?!
Everyone, whether they were well-informed witch-hunting soldiers or royal paladins of noble status and high moral cultivation, were now attacking Ansu's target, the mean and stubborn Ansu,
My () your () ()!!
(End of this chapter)