On the north side of Banyue Lake, about two hundred meters away, there is a small square used for sacrificial activities.

At this moment, the square is full of people.

In the outer circle of the square, hundreds of Holy Light Knights and a larger number of Black Knights formed a two-layered circle inside and outside, protecting the entire square and not allowing anyone to get close to disturb. In the center of the square, there is a circle with a diameter of

A circular formation of more than ten meters. It is composed of countless magical words as small as ants and mysterious lines and patterns. It is so complex that it can even inspire people to think at a glance.

Trypophobia comes.

On all sides of the formation, there are special grooves, and more than a dozen psychic orbs containing majestic spiritual energy are placed as a supply of energy for the formation.

And this is not enough... More than a dozen senior priests, including the cardinal, are standing around the magic circle, using their own strength to support the operation of the magic circle.

The archbishop in black stood in the center of the entire magic circle, standing upright, but slowly closing his eyes, he began to chant, but what he chanted was some obscure and complex syllables, which was not a common language at all.

Along with his chanting, the light emanating from the entire array began to change from dim to bright.

Getting brighter and brighter.

Getting brighter and brighter.

As the black-clothed archbishop's voice gradually grew louder, sacred light even flowed out from the magic circle, surrounding him and wrapping him in it.

"Great Lord, supreme god, please respond to your most loyal believers..." He ended his chanting and called out loudly.

The holy light around him bloomed and became extremely dazzling.

A voice also sounded in his heart.

"Is something wrong?" It was a childish voice.

It sounds like a little boy or girl about ten years old whose voice has not yet changed.

But when the black-clothed archbishop heard this voice, he only felt awe and piety in his heart, because of course he recognized that this was the voice of the god Alex.

"Lord God, I'm sorry to disturb your rest. But this time is indeed of great importance. I wonder if you have received the news I sent back?" the archbishop in black said respectfully.

"You mean, the news that you sued the saint?" Alex said calmly. "Uh..." The archbishop in black froze slightly, "Yes, you can say that. But Lord God, I really don't want to sue.

, it’s just that Her Royal Highness the Saint has gone too far. Today she even got worse and had sex with that boy surnamed Yang.

Me and me, hugging each other in public. If this continues, the majesty and reputation of the church will probably be greatly damaged. Please give me a clear warning."

"Oh, I know, I'll take care of it," Alex said.

"Huh?" The archbishop in black was a little confused, "Then...then Lord God, do you need me to do anything?"

"No need, you don't have to do anything," Alex said, "I will take action."

As soon as he said these words, the voice that sounded in his heart completely disappeared.

The light on the formation also faded quickly like the tide.

The huge power then faded away.

The archbishop in black instantly felt as if his body had been drained of energy. His face turned pale, his breathing was a little difficult, and he staggered and almost fell.

The cardinal next to him rushed over and supported the archbishop in black. "My lord bishop, are you okay?"

The archbishop in black shook his head and said it was okay.

If you want to hold a big prayer ceremony, it will consume a lot of money for the host.

At this moment, the spiritual energy in his body was drained, and he felt physically uncomfortable, which was completely normal.

However, he was a little confused about the oracle left by the Lord God.

Nothing to do?

Just wait?

Will the gods take action?

But……

This is Cold Mist City.

It is thousands of kilometers away from the central city.

It will probably take several days until the Lord God sends someone here. Are we just going to sit back and watch the saint misbehave in these days?

What do you think, Lord Kami?

…

After Yang Tian comforted the saint, he left the academy again to pick up Per and Claire.

Night fell unknowingly.

It's time to take a break.

Seeing that the saint had no intention of leaving, Claire asked curiously and cautiously: "Your Highness, don't you need to go back to the church headquarters?"

The saint shook her head and said: "I have not wanted to live in that place for a long time. Now that the black archbishop has left, why should I take the initiative to go back? I will live here."

Then she turned to look at Yang Tian, ​​with a calm face, and said directly: "I want you to hold me to sleep, is that okay?"

The whole room suddenly became quiet.

Claire and Pearl were both stunned.

They already know that Her Majesty the Saint is very independent and weird in her behavior.

But I didn’t expect... she would be so straightforward and explicit!

Let Yang Tian hold her to sleep openly?

Is this something that a holy lady can do?

"Ah... this," Yang Tian didn't even react, feeling slightly embarrassed.

"What's wrong? Isn't it possible?" The saint looked at him doubtfully.

"Uh... it's not impossible," Yang Tian didn't know how to refuse. After all, the saint openly turned against the black archbishop because of him, so he couldn't just leave her aside and ignore her.

But when he said this, Claire and Pere next to him immediately looked over with sour eyes.

"Are you sure?" Claire bit her lip and said, feeling a little aggrieved.

"Sure enough, you forget your old love when you have a new love," Pell said with a teasing look on his face, deliberately being yin and yang.

"Dad! I want you to hold me to sleep too!" Carol even threw herself into his arms, acting like a spoiled brat.

Yang Tian: "..."

It's going to be difficult now.

Originally, according to common sense, Claire had just transformed today and her body was still injured. No matter what, he should accompany her.

But on the other hand, the saint had already broken up with the archbishop in black because of him. Now it would be inappropriate for him to stay without his company. And even if the saint is not considered... Carol, this girl is very clingy.

, if Yang Tian didn’t hold her to sleep at night, she would probably look for him when she woke up in the middle of the night. Then there might be another embarrassing scene.

.

As for Pell... he is relatively the talkative one, but he is also the most eccentric and jealous.

None of the four girls are easy to deal with! "Tell me, who are you going to sleep with tonight?" Pell raised his white chin slightly and looked at Yang Tian teasingly, not allowing him to get away with it. "It's with Saint

Your Highness, should you sleep with Claire, or...with us, mother and daughter?

?”

"I……"

Yang Tian froze slightly, his face full of embarrassment, he really didn't know how to choose.

However, at this time, the saint spoke.

She said calmly: "Wouldn't it be nice to be together?"
Chapter completed!