Chapter 153 Western Fantasy 18 Divine Baptism
Under everyone's gaze, the lucky human did not show any surprise, but was rather stunned.
Even though the struggling posture just now was not really beautiful, the olive branch seemed to be tightly fitted with the crystal powder made from the gemstone, which was shining and very beautiful. It also looked very suitable when worn on Lu Huai's head.
His eyes and hair came from the darkness, but his skin was as smooth as mutton-fat jade, matching the bright crown, flawless.
Unexpected, but fitting.
It's so fitting and holy that it almost takes your breath away.
At a moment like this, even though my original appearance had an almost demonic beauty, no one dared to have any fantasies about it.
Instead, he was possessed by a thought: if he were to act as the god's agent, it wouldn't be so unacceptable...
The blond elf at the side was even more outrageous. When the people around him told him blankly that he originally had the opportunity to compete for this qualification, this guy not only did not feel any resentment, but was also excited and happy for his companions.
No matter how good friends are, it is difficult for them not to fail when faced with real interests. Such magnanimity is really puzzling.
Some ambitious candidates were not selected, and the jealous onlookers could only attribute it to the fact that the freshmen were young and ignorant, and did not understand how deep the water was and how big the gap was.
If Lu Huai knew what they were thinking, he would just smile with regret and remain silent.
The opportunity to "show off" is born to belong to the main characters, as are the shining points of human nature. Otherwise, such a combination would not be recognized by "heavenly law" or "world consciousness" and ultimately support the operation of a world.
"Congratulations, Ah Huai!"
"I didn't expect you to be so hidden. You're a potential stock waiting to be developed." Jon winked and punched his shoulder.
"Thanks, Joe, I..."
Lu Huai didn't seem very excited. He stroked his hand on his shoulder and responded to him in a low voice.
Looking at him, his expression was complicated.
Jon was keenly aware of the change in his friend's mood. When he raised his head, he was already silent. Instead, he focused all his attention on Lu Huai with a worried look on his face.
The black-haired boy glanced at the other students who were intercepted by the Vatican staff but were ready to rush over to talk to him at any time. Among them were familiar faces and strangers who he had no impression of.
Lu Huai hid his thoughts and nodded to them.
Its posture was as quiet as a deep pool with no visitors, so steady that it was surprising and also made the messenger of light who was observing secretly secretly satisfied.
The people from the Vatican did not show any overly flattering attitude towards this student just because he got this opportunity.
Instead, he politely registered Lu Huai's basic information, told him that he would contact him after the results were submitted, and then went back to wait.
As she passed by, she took a few rare glances at the male elf who had been taken care of by the white bird for a long time. Then, she thought of something, shook her head, and did not stop.
Only Lu Huai was clutching the business card in his hand, with his fingertips turning white.
Qiao En didn't care whether this opportunity had ever belonged to him or not, he was just genuinely happy for his friend. In his heart, his Lu Huai deserved the best.
He thought about it for a long time and frankly told Lu Huai his thoughts: "Lu, are you still thinking about what happened just now?"
The elf excitedly grabbed Lu Huai's hand:
"Don't listen to the nonsense of those people around you. The divine bird has only been here for a while. It's you who's being tested, and you're the one who makes the firm choice."
"You are the most suitable Holy Son."
He will be a pious knight, but the one he protects is not the princess, but the god's agent who is brighter than this role, like the moon in the clouds.
Lu Huai was too ashamed to face him, and pulled his hand out of Jon's palm with force. His face lost even more color, and only his lips were bright red, like a sick but fascinating vampire.
A very popular race in the game "Milton Blood Contract".
Lu Huai spoke slowly. It was clearly his own words, but they sounded so hypocritical that he almost wanted to vomit:
"But I don't think I deserve it."
"You are the more suitable person."
Jon couldn't bear to hear him say such self-denial words.
He didn't know why, but his and Lu Huai's lives had been getting better and better, and now they had reached an unprecedented good position.
Lu Huai's pressure was increasing day by day, and he smiled less and less. He finally used the money he saved from the mission to buy some delicious food and some meat from the Banu, but he spent it all back.
The blond elf felt a dull pain in his chest.
He felt that the Lu Huai who had opened his heart and smiled at him without reservation seemed to be drifting away from him. He began to have trouble reading Lu Huai's mind.
Maybe he needs some quiet time.
Lu Huai was looking forward to his departure.
As soon as the dormitory door was closed, my gaze returned to the elf who had gone to the rooftop to enjoy the fresh air.
He casually placed the olive branch that countless people envied on the table, and ignoring the pain like an electric shock from the mark left by Seno on his left wrist, he curled up and sat in the inner corner of the bed.
At first, tears fell, but there was no expression on her face.
Then, he held his head in his hands, buried his head in his knees and sobbed softly.
One person knows nothing, while the other person knows everything but is already devastated.
If Jon treated him with nine points of sincerity and truthfulness, Lu Huai might have only given him six points.
Knowing clearly that the talent of the person in front of him could have won all the honors.
And this so-called Son of God was just something he obtained with the help of Senor, because the Dark God needed him to get close to the treasure box that carried the fragments of his godhead. It was not so-called support.
He also felt sorry for the academy, and sorry for... the Holy See of Light, which could perhaps be considered an enemy.
This qualification should never, ever, fall into the hands of a dark creature.
He had no chance of reaching the light, so how could he dare to hope to reach the pinnacle?
Jon may never know that he could have been the "Son of God", but he will never be able to get over it in his heart.
However, Lu Huai did not expect that the Pearl of Light, who was originally going to the Mage Tower, would actually join the Knights.
When Jon, having shaken off his previous loss and regained his spirit, appeared in front of Lu Huai, Lu Huai and the system had not yet realized the seriousness of the matter.
I was just wondering why the Mage Tower released the rankings so quickly this year. Could it be the butterfly effect caused by the protagonist?
Until the elf happily told him that she would join the Church of Light with him and work for the temple from then on, and they would have the opportunity to meet each other often.
He didn't notice that the black-haired man's face was twisted in surprise for a moment.
Lu Huai and the sad-looking 0359 faced the painful fact that [Plot deviation: 5% (Reason: Major change in the protagonist's job)], while he also had to "celebrate" with the excited Jon that they were both chosen.
Moreover, a change in job transfer means that the nodes of joining the main storyline, the opportunities and the people you will meet may be very different.
For example, it is hard to say whether Winterbourne, the small boss he just met, would have gone astray as before if John had not repeatedly suppressed him in the wizard tower.
0359 and I could only secretly be thankful that the company was only settling the bill with them for the protagonist's job change.
Now we can only pray that Heaven will give us some support, no matter what means, at least to get everything back on track.
Lu Huai's mind is now full of thoughts of "getting off work", but he remembers with melancholy that he still has to ensure that more than 80% of the plot is completed before he can redeem himself, so he still needs to be vigilant about the current situation.
Since the elf joined the team, it has not been able to use the panel in front of Lu Huai very often.
Therefore, Lu Huai could only study and control the progress of the plot by himself, and through the few times that the elves were around him, they paid more "eager" attention to his movements.
Jon was obviously doing well. His equipment was becoming increasingly sophisticated, the badge on his chest was being replaced again and again, and his promotion momentum was very rapid.
Knight Captain Biles was very optimistic about the new player, and especially admired his tenacity that did not know what fear was.
It is said that if the elf had not joined the team, he would have had a high chance of becoming the head of the new first grade in the academy.
But this team member, despite being good at everything, has one flaw that he doesn't shy away from. And the tasks they need to complete are all complex and complex.
This shortcoming will inevitably become his weakness in time, and it will be fatal.
For example, at this moment, when they have a chance to rest and leave, some knights will choose to stay and receive the baptism of theology.
And Jon would undoubtedly run away to find his good-for-nothing friend.
——Byers once went to inquire about this student. He was a student who, if it weren't for his extremely high theoretical scores, should have been eliminated due to his slow progress in magic development.
His qualifications are mediocre, his practical ability is extremely average, and his advantages seem to come from his good looks and some ability to talk on paper.
Moreover, this close relationship even made him doubt whether Jon truly believed in the God of Light. Where did his loyalty belong to the God, or to this friend who should be ashamed of himself?
This prejudice continued until that person was chosen by God, and only then was it barely changed in him.
It is undeniable that the chosen ones represent considerable potential, perhaps an ability that was previously simply sealed away.
No matter how much he hated the existence of the black-haired and black-eyed man, he could not show his suspicion in front of God's agent.
"Captain, I'd like to ask, will we also be lining up on site on the day of God's baptism?" Jon's eyes were full of hope.
Biles was helpless: "Yes."
Someone's joyful smile was dashed when he added, "Although we will be there, we are responsible for maintaining order during the ceremony."
Jon's expression suddenly fell.
As if he knew what the other party wanted to ask, he responded with his back turned: "You can see him being baptized, and you can also witness his coronation."
Sure enough, only in this way could Jon regain his good mood and go back.
Biles shook his head helplessly behind his back.
Such ceremonies are rarely held, except for the one by the Pope, which was accepted by the king of the human empire who recognized the status of the temple. It was extremely grand.
Since deciding on his destination, Jon has devoted himself to training and only shows up at night when he is resting or after completing a mission.
He was also taken to the academy to sign a long-term leave, and spent a whole month learning etiquette and some blessing magic.
Finally, the day of divine baptism arrived. He was taken to the divine palace at dusk, went through an extremely long bathing, burning incense, and changing clothes, and was then helped to the bottom of the long stairs.
Step by step, his clothes swaying, he walked with his eyes fixed on the front, walking upwards with the gradually rising Golden Crow, and finally came to Amodia on the long and complex carpet engraved with precise inscriptions.
This was the first time he saw the other person in person. There was a sense of compassion between his brows, and there seemed to be no difference between looking at him and looking at other people in the audience.
Lu Huai had a wild thought: Is love for all living beings another kind of arrogance?
The Pope politely smiled, guiding his every move and leading him into the Vatican.
Lu Huai took off his heavy outer robe, and the extremely shining hexagram magic circle began to operate the moment the "Son of God" stepped in.
The water in the holy pool seemed to be inspired, transforming from a calm mirror into living water that welcomed everyone entering.
The black-haired boy, whose beauty seemed as if he were created by God, was pushed forward, stepping into the pool little by little, and was finally completely enveloped in the light.
When he opened his eyes again, he saw a completely different scene.
However, the scene was extremely brief. Lu Huai only felt that he had exchanged glances with an extremely powerful being, and then he fell rapidly from the nine layers of clouds, and then his soul returned to the host.
A golden mark slowly emerged between his eyebrows. The white bird that chose him that day circled around him until he had recovered his clothes. Then it respectfully stood by his side and let out a long and clear cry.
Countless suns circled behind him, making the scene appear particularly magnificent. The gold edges on his robe seemed to have come alive, gurgling and flowing.
Everyone in the Divine Court, except Amodia, prostrated themselves on the ground, including Byers and John in armor.
Biles was stunned and rubbed his eyes in disbelief.
I feel that this Holy Son seems somewhat familiar.
He looked very much like the boy he had met at the border, but the human couple kept it a secret, but Byers knew full well that he was a succubus.
How could a succubus deceive even the great gods right under everyone's noses and finally become a being superior to them?
Maybe they just look alike when they are born. It doesn't mean that they will look the same in the future based on how their facial features and eyebrows looked when they were young.
He must have recognized the wrong person...
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The author has something to say: After entering the Vatican, it was like a Shura field every day [dog head][dog head][dog head]
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