Chapter 315: The Joint Lover of the Son of God and the Witch

No matter how turbulent the situation outside the guild was, the guild was still peaceful inside.

"Mr. Ansu, you are doing bad things again."

Seeing the judges being stopped repeatedly by Ansu, Lorga Fast whispered in Ansu's ear.

"Ms. Luojia, I'm not being mean, I'm loving you." An Su said righteously, with seriousness in his dark blue eyes, "That uncle said they like meeting me."

"And why are you wearing the veil again?"

Miss Luojia put on the snow-white veil again. She didn't want others to see her face.

But An Su could still sense Miss Luojia's location. She was not too far from him, sitting lightly on tiptoe, with her cheek resting on the boy's shoulder, her cherry-like lips slightly open, speaking softly in An Su's ear.

Through the magic voice transmission, the others could not hear their thoughts and communications.

"Mr. Ansu, no one likes to meet you every day, unless he is mentally ill."

"What about you?" An Su tilted his head.

"My brain is not normal." The little witch also tilted her head and spoke as a matter of course, "Don't you call me 'idiot saint' every day?"

Ansu let out a long sigh. Lorga in witch form is completely different from Lorga in saint form. She is too courageous. Ansu, who is naturally restrained now, is even more terrifying than Enya.

The maid is just pure inferiority. Ansu already has physical resistance, but Luojia is inferiority after contrast. The inferiority after contrast can also be called superiority. If there is no pure contrast of white Luojia, black Luojia will not appear superior. The contrast is so terrible.

Ansu has not yet developed this kind of magic resistance.

He really regretted using the reversed Pope on Luo Jia. This inverted state had to last for a whole day, which was really unlucky.

She revealed a smug smile, gently lifted the hem of her snow-white gauze skirt, lowered her center of gravity slightly, and performed a lady's etiquette. An Su could now be sure that it was white gauze. The snow-white texture of the fabric slightly shone through the yellow autumn sunlight, caressing her delicate and white skin, making a pleasant rustling sound. The little witch smiled and said, "So it doesn't matter if you do bad things to me all day."

"I said that's not mischief, that's love." An Su shook his head.

"Oh yes, you call that love." Luo Jia nodded, "So it doesn't matter if it lasts all day."

What the hell are you talking about!

".I recorded it for you, Miss Luojia."

Ansu was silent for a long time, then he took out a small recording staff from his pocket. He had already prepared a countermeasure - "Wait until the effect of your crown is over, and after today is over, I will play it for you again."

Just wait for your social death. An Su showed a kind and gentle smile. He could already imagine the wonderful scene of the innocent little saint with a blushing face and steam coming out of her face, rolling around in the quilt like an ostrich. Even after decades, he would suddenly wake up in the middle of the night and slap himself.

"Oh, a recording." The witch wasn't scared at all. She stared at An Su with a half-smile, "I have one too."

'You are enough now'

'I look at the sunset in heaven as if I were looking at your face. But you are more beautiful than my sunset in heaven.'

Ansu's expression froze, fuck you.

"Mr. Ansu, you don't want to be heard by yourself in a day, right? I'm going to play it repeatedly near your house."

Luojia tilted his head and bit Ansu's ear, "You don't want your father and friends to know, do you?"

To be insulted.

Despicable woman, she actually used the same trick on me.

The corner of Ansu's mouth twitched slightly. As the son of blessing, Ansu was an honest Ansu and did not like to lie - especially in front of Lorgafast. This was also Ansu's only weakness.

"You win, Miss Luojia." An Su sighed and raised her hands to show her surrender. "Delete it. I don't mind. I'm just afraid that my brothers Lister and Arthur will be defeated. Please don't do anything bad."

"Mr. An Su, I'm not being mean." The little witch shook her head. She deliberately imitated An Su's tone, her snow-white eyes full of seriousness, "I call this love."

"You are a smart imitator, and you only learn half of it." An Su's face was full of black lines. "The uncle said that they like to meet me. Have I said these words to Miss Luojia?"

"Mr. Ansu, although you didn't say it--"

"But I also know that you said so in your heart."

The witch was not annoyed. She loosened Ansu's collar, took a step back, put her slender white hair behind her back, and her snow-white hair was slightly lifted in the air. She stretched out her white index finger to lift a corner of the white gauze and gently touched her thin lips. In this semi-shielded area, only Ansu could see the girl's momentary smile. It was a witch's smile, a slightly cunning smile, a slightly malicious smile, a slightly happy smile, and mixed with a spoonful of warm-toned ambiguous autumn light, just like candied candy melting in the afternoon. The pure white pupils flashed bright light, reflecting the boy's face.

"You like seeing me, too, don't you?"

Time seemed to have stopped at this moment, everything became quiet, even the autumn light stopped flowing, and only the witch could be heard whispering,

"Please tell me honestly, Mr. Ansu."

The raindrops outside the window seemed to have stopped, but Ansu was sweating profusely. He couldn't lie now.

He saw that Lorgarfast's recording wand was still on.

This bad woman was waiting to humiliate him tomorrow.

At this moment, perhaps because the judges outside had waited too long, an order came from outside the door: "Don't worry about the Magic Guild, just go in and capture Ansu." Ansu was relieved.

Compared to the peak match against the little witch Luojia, it can be said that it is easy to face off against this group of saint brothers.

As the door of the Magic Guild was blown open, the Royal Knights and Inquisitors, who had been waiting with rage, rushed in. Their dark military boots and holy white iron hooves stomped on the magical stone floor of the guild at the same time, making a dull and uniform roar.

The deacons on duty at the door quickly blocked the uninvited guest. They all looked angry and shouted loudly, "This is God's land," but were pushed aside by the knights' soldiers.

"The Empire has negotiated with the higher-ups of the Vatican, gentlemen."

Chief Judge Yak walked past the deacon with a calm expression, and there was no fluctuation in his tone.

His robe dragged on the ground, and the golden kite patterns on it emitted a sacred glow. The alchemical sword had also been ignited, sending out golden magical waves in the air, dragging out flames.

"As long as you don't step into the tenth level of heaven, it won't be considered an invasion of 'God's kingdom'." He said calmly.

All the saints of the Holy See present showed angry expressions.

Since the establishment of the Magic Guild, the Empire's army has never set foot in the Guild. The Magic Guild carries the Kingdom of Heaven above it, which is the border between the Kingdom of Heaven and the real world. But now the Chief Judge said that they have obtained authorization to enter the border and arrest people at will . There is no doubt that this is a blatant provocation and blasphemy! An Su narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing an interested expression. He had long known that there were problems with the top leaders of the Church. The fact that the judges were authorized this time might be the work of a certain adult.

"This should be the last time we meet again."

There was no way Ansu could run to the tenth floor and return to heaven in an instant.

Lowly bastard, your mean and despicable little cleverness is completely meaningless and will only dig your own grave.

In Yake's opinion, Ansu couldn't explain the scam he had done last night, so he deliberately delayed time at the door.

Yake looked at Ansu with a smile. The anger that had been suppressed all night was finally released. "Ansu Morningstar, why don't you run away?"

"Now, come back to the bureau with us." He sneered, "You despicable cursed child."

But contrary to Chief Judge Yak's expectations, the heretic in front of him did not show any hatred or panic. Until this moment, the boy still had a calm expression, and there was only kindness in his navy blue eyes. He looked at Yak as if he was looking at his own family.

It’s good that you came. An Su gave him a grateful smile.

Until this moment, even though he was so close, Jack still couldn't see through the boy's false disguise,

even though he was obviously a master in this area.

This only means that the boy in front of him is not pretending, and this appearance is his true nature.

Despite this, Yak felt the cold, the cold and darkness from the depths of his soul. This feeling did not come from Ansu, but from behind Ansu. It was as if there was a malice so strong that it condensed into substance, as if there was a pair of empty and empty pale eyes, just staring coldly at Inquisitor Yak.

Is it an illusion?

Although he had judged countless villains, Jack had never experienced such malice, as if it was darkness itself.

Although he was grateful to Mr. Yak, Ansu knew that Mr. Yak was going to be in big trouble this time.

——The little witch was very unhappy when she was interrupted.

"Mr. Ansu." Lorgar whispered in Ansu's ear, "Let's kill him."

An Su sighed lightly, you are too extreme.

He thought this uncle was quite interesting. He wouldn't kill anyone, but just give him a sterilization.

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"Come back to the station with us."

Inquisitor Yak no longer paid attention to the empty gaze. He dragged the flames of the alchemical sword and pressed straight in front of Ansu.

"—or be tried here."

"Prove to me that you are not dark!" He laughed playfully. "Prove to me"

All the saints who were watching exclaimed in surprise. They saw the sword light resting on Ansu's neck. If blood was shed in the Magic Guild, the conflicts in the empire would be further expanded.

Because Anzu is also a member of the Magic Guild! Crazy, completely crazy.

The priests had no idea what the higher-ups were thinking. This would only cause the empire to reach its maximum chaos! As Chief Judge Ark drew his sword, the judges behind him also drew their swords. This seemed to trigger a chain reaction. The Order Knights on duty in the Magic Guild all stood up to confront each other. The magical fluctuations of the law ignited in the room like flowing water. In the distance, the hired knights of the Morning Star Family also received an internal signal. Their young master was stopped in the Magic Guild. They also mutinied instantly, broke through the blockade of St. Peter's Street, and stared at the thousands of royal knights outside.

It seemed as if war would break out in just the next moment.

Ansu Morningstar, the person involved, held his head high with a smile on his face. Even though Bishop Yak's alchemical sword was against his neck, he did not show any fear.

He raised his head, his eyes filled with only the purest kindness, but this time, he was not looking at Yak, but at what was behind him.

In a place where no one noticed.

Drops of cold sweat slid down Judge Yak's forehead.

Yak didn't know when that thing appeared behind him, nor did he know what it was. The shielding of the God of Law was enough to avoid the saint's perception. He only knew that the substantial malice and treacherousness was behind him. As long as his blade moved forward an inch, or if he said one more word to Ansu, the malice would devour him first.

Because as a saint, Jack's intuition told him that there were two invisible blades hanging around his neck.

"Your Majesty Yak."

An Su still had that innocent smile, and there was only kindness in his navy blue eyes. He was a polite and well-behaved child. "You asked for proof of my glory, so I will prove it to you right now."

This was something that no one had expected. Not only the Knights of Inquisition and the Saints, but even Ansu's two eldest sons, Lister and Arthur, all looked suspicious. "Boss Ansu, we know best whether you are a con man or not. What are you trying to prove?"

Only Yak felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart.

Then, in the next moment, he widened his eyes and looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief—

The boy raised his hand gently.

The rain outside the French windows stopped, the wind stopped blowing, the autumn leaves of the sycamore trees on both sides of the courtyard no longer made a rustling sound, and even the Maria River no longer had ripples. Only the warm white sky and the light blue sea of ​​clouds were reflected. After the heavy rain, the sky was clear and blue, and the yellow autumn light had been washed into orange and white by the morning sun.

Washed into the color of holy light.

Everyone held their breath.

The scene before them told them that last night's ceremony was real, not a lie.

Yak saw the holy light that covered the sky descending from the dome, casting different colors on every mosaic glass of the Magic Guild; he felt the sacred singing tune playing in his ears, and the dead silence of the cold night in the imperial capital was filled with musical notes. He looked at the boy in front of him, every inch of his skin was shining brightly, and his raised gray hair was like a ray of light, wantonly splashing the glory of the favored person around.

As if holding the power of the world.

Yak had seen it before. He had seen this scenery. After all, he was also one of the branches of the Golden Kite royal family and had some royal blood. This was the source of all the Golden Kite bloodlines.

That is a child blessed by glory: [Blessed Son] Can a child be cursed and blessed at the same time? If this fact is leaked, the class contradictions of the entire empire will fall into the most acute point, and the whole society will fall into unprecedented chaos. Or, change.

Jack couldn't understand it, but this scene had already appeared in front of him. He could only tremble, his shoulders shaking slightly, and sweat pouring down his back.

In any case, if Ansu is also the Son of Blessing, then he will undoubtedly be chosen as the Holy Son of the Church.

The Son of Blessing can definitely complete the coronation ceremony alone.

"The Goddess of Glory..." Ansu whispered in Yake's ear, "sterilization."

Something was lost, something precious gone forever, taken away from Yak.

The thing that Yak was most proud of in his life was his bloodline. He constantly expelled and judged heretics and killed those dirty babies or teenagers in order to ensure the purity of the bloodline of the citizens of the empire, but he had lost the ability to reproduce his noble bloodline.

This is Ansu’s great love. As long as you don’t give birth to children, the children will never become heretics.

And whenever there is reproduction, the bloodline will always become more complex.

But just don't have kids.

"Do you believe me now?" Ansu whispered in Yake's ear.

".I believe you, Your Majesty the Morning Star."

Yake took a deep breath. Compared with blood inheritance, life is more important. "So, can you release the two invisible blades on my neck?"

"Yes." An Su Ruzi nodded in a teachable manner, but he immediately realized something was wrong, "Two?"

One was the little witch Lorgar, and the other was which could deceive the perception of the saints and even Anzu's soul, and was even stronger than the shielding magic of Merlin, the god of magic.

Among the people Ansu knew, there was only that one person.

The young man looked at his own shadow gently disturbed, and he fell into a long silence.

When did you come?

Ansu was also sweating profusely.

He was only concerned about one question now: when did Miss Enya come? Was it when the Inquisitor took action? - Or was it earlier?

(End of this chapter)