Chapter 1 Chapter 1 The plane live broadcast system successfully binds the host
In the season when the cold winter and the warmth of spring take over.
The bitter north wind softened, like a fading winter watcher losing his arrogance and quietly retreating. The warm sun shone brightly, melting the remaining ice.
In the capital of the Leilis Empire, Leilis City, the annual Day of Light has not yet arrived, but the streets of the imperial capital have been particularly lively in the past two days.
Those coming and going are all dignitaries and strong men from various empires and races.
Because tomorrow will be the coming-of-age ceremony for the sixth prince of their Lalis Empire.
Logically speaking, for a prince who has no right of inheritance, although his coming-of-age ceremony is grand, it will not attract powerful people from the entire continent to watch.
After all, it was because the Sixth Prince Lu Chengshuang was chosen by God as the Son of Light shortly after he was born.
Ever since the gods came to the continent, people who believed in the God of Light built the Church of Light. The Church of Light has always had only elders, popes, knights and other priests appointed by the people, and there has never been a son of God or a saint.
Because the two priesthoods of the Son and the Daughter can only be appointed by God.
Compared with the Dark Church that selects a new Son of Darkness every hundred years, the God of Light has never sent down an oracle to appoint a Son or a Daughter of Darkness since he came to the continent.
Until seventeen years ago.
The sixth prince of the Lalis Empire was born.
At his hundred-day ceremony, when the clergy of the Holy See were supposed to bless the Sixth Prince, the God of Light suddenly appeared, walked down from the altar, and personally blessed the Sixth Prince.
Before leaving, a divine oracle was given, appointing the Sixth Prince as the Holy Son of Light.
At this point, the Holy See of Light also welcomed their first Holy Son of Light.
At this coming-of-age ceremony, in addition to the dignitaries and strong men of all races, all the gods will also come to the scene to send blessings to the Son of God.
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In the palace of the Lalis Empire.
Lu Chengshuang leaned lazily against the window, looking at the busy guards and maids outside.
The people of the entire imperial capital have been busy for nearly a month preparing for tomorrow's coming-of-age ceremony. However, as the protagonist, he has had a surprisingly leisurely time.
It’s a pity that such a leisurely day is also his last day to enjoy. When Lu Chengshuang thinks about what might happen after the coming-of-age ceremony tomorrow, he can’t help but feel a headache.
But at this moment, the Pope and elders of the Holy See were still chattering, directly destroying the tranquility.
"Your Highness, please speak as little as possible during tomorrow's coming-of-age ceremony. It's fine as you did just now."
Quiet, elegant, sacred and inviolable.
Ever since the Lord God of Light sent down the oracle and designated Lu Chengshuang as the Son of God, the elders and the Pope of the Church of Light have consciously shouldered the responsibility of raising a child (wife) for the Lord God of Light, and vowed to raise Lu Chengshuang into a holy and pure person with an extraordinary temperament, who can match the Son of God of Light.
Unfortunately, no one knows what went wrong in the process of raising the child. When the Son of God is silent, he gives people a feeling of being sacred and inviolable, but once he opens his mouth, this feeling disappears completely.
Tomorrow is the Son of God's coming-of-age ceremony. All the clergy of the Holy See have been extremely busy this month. The Pope and the elders also have a lot of things to do. But when they think of the Son of God's character and his hurried arrival at the imperial palace, they are really worried.
Lu Chengshuang walked to a small round table nearby and sat down. Her waist-length hair was scattered casually, and from time to time a few strands were blown by the spring breeze outside the window. The quiet afternoon was destroyed, and she felt a little helpless.
He was already having a headache about what might happen tomorrow, but now that he saw a few people who were even more nervous and worried than him, he felt inexplicably lighter. "Don't worry, I'll still pretend when I need to. After all, I'm thin-skinned."
The Son of God chosen by their God of Light is very good, but unfortunately he has a mouth.
After hearing Lu Chengshuang's words, several elders and the Pope looked worried, and their uneasiness became even worse.
"Okay, just relax. I'm the protagonist of tomorrow's coming-of-age ceremony. Even if I'm embarrassed, it's me. Why are you more nervous than me?"
"And compared to this, I think you should return my old books. Otherwise, how am I going to sleep tomorrow? Well, I have to serve the God of Light and satisfy him."
Lu Chengshuang took a small red fruit from the small table and said something that made the faces of several elders and the Pope change again.
Because this is a magical world with gods, this world is full of magic power. No matter whether it is a magician or a warrior, as long as they practice to a certain level, they can prolong their life. The elders and popes who seem to be still in their prime are actually hundreds of years old.
Having lived for hundreds of years, he had encountered many difficult situations and had met many difficult people, but unfortunately, these were nothing compared to the Son of God.
"Your Highness, please pay attention to your image and quality. These words are really disrespectful." Pope Vanrod changed his usual majestic and holy appearance, and his white robe seemed to be much duller.
Lu Chengshuang: “?”
It is true that he traveled to a magical world, but why does this Pope sound like a pedantic scholar when he speaks?
"Your Holiness, I thought you should be used to it after all these years." Lu Chengshuang looked at Fan Luode. "After all, I still have to blaspheme the gods tomorrow night~~"
It was no surprise to see Vanrod's stiff and unbelievable expression.
Lu Chengshuang: "Your Holiness, please pay attention to your image. This expression of yours undermines your authority as the Pope."
Vanrod: ...
It's another day of doubting the judgment of the God of Light.
However, when he thought of the Holy Son of the Dark Church across the street, Vanrod inexplicably felt a sense of relief. It turned out that happiness is all about contrast.
Is it just that the Son of God of the Holy See of Light has a slightly unpleasant tone? A slightly bad temper? A slightly less patient attitude?
In other aspects, he is much stronger than the Son of Darkness.
Most importantly, the God of Light likes the Son’s personality.
Looking at the statue of the God of Light around Lu Chengshuang's neck, which was glowing slightly, as if responding to and approving what Lu Chengshuang had just said, Vanrod once again refreshed his understanding of the God of Light.
The God of Light they served did not seem as holy and noble as they had imagined.
After all, similar things happened more than once or twice.
The Son of God has been naughty and impatient since he was young.
The clergy of the Vatican go to the Statue of Light to pray for an hour every week. The Pope and his elders even pray before the statue every day without fail.
As a son of God, Lu Chengshuang should be more pious than them and pray longer. But Lu Chengshuang has never liked to do this since he was a child. When he was young, they could say that he was just a naughty child with no patience. Now that he is an adult, they have never seen him pray for an hour.
At first, some elders were dissatisfied, fearing that Lu Chengshuang's perfunctory attitude would anger the gods.
There was an old-fashioned man who had been in the position of elder for hundreds of years. He felt that Lu Chengshuang was not worthy of being the Son of the God of Light. He also wanted to unite some other clergy who had opinions about Lu Chengshuang to give him a frank advice. However, he was directly deprived of his power of light by the God of Light and became an ordinary clergyman.
The authority of God cannot be challenged.
The decision of God cannot be questioned.
Then on Lu Chengshuang's birthday that year, the Lord God descended again and gave him a small pendant statue. This statue might have been carved by the God of Light himself. It was filled with a huge power of light. It could not only serve as a talisman, but also allow the Son of God to pray to the God of Light at any time.
Since the creation of this pendant statue, the Vatican has never seen the Son of God pray before the statue of light again.
And with the lessons learned from those people before, no one dared to complain about the Son of God's behavior.
Lu Chengshuang's current personality is formed with the indulgence of the gods.
I can only say that the God of Light might like this.
"We still have things to do. Remember to speak as little as possible tomorrow." Vanrod reminded again, then left the palace with several elders worriedly.
Without anyone to disturb them, the noisy afternoon became quiet again.
Without outsiders around, Lu Chengshuang's originally upright sitting posture became crooked. He leaned back on the chair with his head tilted back, his eyes dull, his mind empty, and he felt a little sleepy unknowingly.
According to the Pope, after the coming-of-age ceremony, he, the Son of God, will act as the agent of the God of Light, spreading the faith of the God of Light in the world and demonstrating the spirit and will of the God of Light.
Therefore, he needs to travel to all human kingdoms, convey oracles, and perform miracles by the way.
Simply put, it is a blessing.
To put it nicely, it is a trip at public expense to show off; to put it bluntly, it is to help the gods manage the world and gain more believers.
I spent the whole afternoon daydreaming like this, and night soon came.
As time approached, Lu Chengshuang's inner anxiety and tension began to gradually increase.
After changing into pajamas and lying on the bed, Lu Chengshuang didn't feel sleepy at all. After traveling through time for eighteen years, he felt a rare sense of unreality. "Cesare, tomorrow is my coming-of-age ceremony. I'm a little nervous. Can you sleep with me tonight?"
Cecil is a paladin of the Church of Light. He has been by his side since childhood and is a loyal believer in the God of Light.
However, unlike the Pope and the elders of the Holy See, Cecil would not stop him no matter what he did. When he looked at him, his eyes were full of doting, which often made him unconsciously indulge in those deep eyes.
Because they spend time together day and night, Lu Chengshuang trusts Cecil very much and tells him about any troubles he has in his daily life.
Lu Chengshuang moved further into the bed, making room for himself, and hid under the quilt, leaving only his head exposed. His soft black hair was scattered casually on the bed.
Cecil walked to the bedside and sat at the head of the bed. Looking at Lu Chengshuang, whose eyes were filled with anxiety, he straightened the black hair that was scattered on the pillow. "Your Highness, I will always be by your side."
With a gentle tone, soft eyes, and a hand gently soothing him, "Your Highness, don't be nervous. You are God's most beloved child. He will not let you do anything you don't want to do."
Lu Chengshuang looked at Cecil with suspicion. "Really? In many novels, the God of Light and the Church of Light are hypocritical. They appear bright on the surface, but are actually darker than the God of Darkness."
Cecil's eyes were filled with helplessness: "Your Highness, if the Dark God heard your praise, he would definitely be very happy."
"It's really possible. Look, I was only a few months old at that time, and he was already attracted to me. Isn't this even more perverted than a pedophile?"
Lu Chengshuang thought of the scene eighteen years ago. At that time, he was just a baby in swaddling clothes. He could only eat and drink, and could not even control his defecation and urination.
Plus, babies have a large brain and spend most of their time sleeping.
On the day of the Hundred Days Banquet, he was awakened by his father and mother. He watched a middle-aged man performing a ritual on him. Halfway through, he heard people exclaiming in surprise. Then he saw a golden mass walking towards him. An ethereal voice, with supreme majesty, came and went. Then, he became the Son of the God of Light.
"Also, I couldn't see his face clearly the several times I saw him. I could only see a ball of golden light. He chose me as the Holy Son, yet he's still hiding things and mosaicing his entire body. He must have some hidden secret."
The statue of the God of Light around his neck flashed.
"Look, the statue agrees and doesn't object."
Cecil looked helpless: "Your Highness, this is just a statue. He can't speak. He just dodged a little, maybe he was complaining."
Cecil: "And when the gods look at people, they look at the soul within. Your Highness's soul is very beautiful."
The pure and white soul is sacred and noble, unattainable.
Lu Cheng's eyes were filled with suspicion. Cecil was a loyal believer in the God of Light and would definitely speak for the god. Besides, Cecil was not the God of Light, so how could he know what the God of Light really thought?
But as Cecil said, the God of Light in this magical world should be different from those hypocritical Gods of Light in novels. After all, he carries this statue of the God of Light with him every day, and the God of Light must know every time he complains about him.
But even so, the God of Light never brought down divine punishment. Instead, several elders who were dissatisfied with him and had opinions about him were punished.
"I don't know what the God of Light looks like. I should be able to see him tomorrow." Lu Chengshuang looked at Cecil, and fell asleep unknowingly in the gentle and soothing eyes.
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When I opened my eyes again, it was already bright outside.
When he looked up, he saw Cecil standing by his bed.
"Good morning."
"Good morning, my prince." Cecil took today's clothes from the hanger beside him and said, "I will help you change your clothes."
This outfit was specially prepared for today's coming-of-age ceremony. The entire dress is an intricate blend of white and gold, layered and woven together. It was made from silk thread woven by the God of Light with divine power, and commissioned from the Sea God clan, taking a year to create.
The clothes may seem complicated and heavy, but they are actually very light when worn.
Lu Chengshuang looked at himself in the water mirror and said with a little pride: "The God of Light has good vision."
Hearing Cecil's chuckle, Lu Chengshuang's cheeks flushed, giving a touch of vitality to the otherworldly, sacred and inviolable figure in the water mirror.
Cecil accompanied Lu Chengshuang for breakfast.
As the ceremony time approached, everyone had their own things to do, and Cecil had to leave.
"Your Highness, I cannot be with you for today's coming-of-age ceremony, but I will be watching you from the side."
Lu Chengshuang nodded slightly reluctantly, looking at Cecil's back as he left, and only looked away when the person disappeared.
There was still more than an hour before the coming-of-age ceremony began, and Lu Chengshuang had already memorized the specific procedures.
Time passed by minute by minute, and the time for the ceremony to begin was getting closer and closer.
The tension also began to slowly emerge.
Until a ding sound appeared in my mind.
[Plane Live Broadcast System 666, successfully bound to the host.]
The tension dissipated in an instant.
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