Quick wear: This Zaizai acts cute everywhere

The greatest god of light, believed by everyone in the Kingdom of Sere, is actually one with the evil god they hate and fear the most.

This should be quite an impactful fact for them.

But based on Sang's analysis, the evil god named Silan...

How should I put it? It's a little bit imbecile.

Even though he has powerful divine power and can transform into a human dragon form, the other party has always maintained the habits of a dragon and cannot speak human language.

Compared with Lancer, the God of Light, the other party is unscrupulous and does whatever he wants, and no one else can check and balance him.

In other words, it is precisely because of this that he is regarded as an evil god by the people of the Kingdom of Serel.

"Well..." Taotao sat up from the bed and looked at the light-transmitting curtains in a daze, "Why didn't Sister Yala call me today?"

This is the time when you should be praying.

"Dong dong dong——" A rapid knock on the door sounded.

She took off the blindfold on her head, grabbed her messy blond hair and got out of bed to open the door.

Outside the door was Yala, who was in a hurry. She had an anxious look on her face, and she was obviously relieved when she saw Taotao.

"Lady Saint, are you not injured?"

The little girl blinked and tilted her head, "I'm fine!"

She stretched out her arms and legs and took a look to make sure there were no wounds on her body. "Look. Sleeping is not a dangerous thing!"

I don’t know why, but every time after waking up, Yara would ask this question, but today she seemed a little more worried.

Yala was still a little worried, so she stepped forward and checked it carefully before helping Taotao get dressed.

"Sleeping is not a dangerous thing, but darkness is. In recent years, the power of the evil god has become more and more powerful. As a saint, you may be targeted by the evil god. It is better to be careful."

She knelt down and looked at Taotao very seriously, "So don't lock the door when you go to bed at night. Do you understand? I came here last night and couldn't open the door. It scared me to death!"

Taotao blinked and remembered that she didn't lock the door last night.

But facing Yala's eyes, she still nodded, "Taotao knows."

Maybe he locked it and forgot about it.

Yara breathed a sigh of relief, "You didn't encounter any special circumstances, right?"

Although she felt that her questions were unnecessary, Yara still asked uneasily.

After all, anyone targeted by the evil god will disappear without a trace overnight.

Xiao Naibao thought for a while, then shook his head, "No! Taotao slept very well!"

Yala smiled and touched Taotao's head, "That's good. Let's go have breakfast."

Sang was still thinking about his words, not knowing how to explain all this to Taotao.

Maybe it can try to find out if there is anything that can prevent Slan's sleeping spell.

Taotao is still living the boring life of studying as a saint, learning manners from Yala, and learning how to heal and prophesy from the missionaries.

But no one put too much pressure on her, after all, she was still just a child.

But Taotao could keenly sense that anxiety was spreading inside the temple.

"Archbishop, are you worried about something?" Taotao finished studying prophecy and looked at the bishop in front of her and asked in confusion.

The bishop was slightly surprised and looked at the little saint who had been found through the oracle.

"Why do you ask that?"

"Here." Taotao stretched out her short arm and pointed at the center of her eyebrows, "The Archbishop's eyebrows are twisted together. There are almost marks!"

The bishop laughed and said, "Is that so? I'm sorry for making you worry. It's my fault."

The little girl nodded, "Then I'll forgive you. But why is the Archbishop worried?"

"Listening to other people's unhappiness is the job of a saint." Taotao is still in a curious stage about her new identity, so she now cares about her work very much and is very responsible.

"Oh? Is that so... Hahaha." The archbishop smiled, "Maybe it's because our saintly lady worked too hard and didn't have a happy and relaxed childhood. Or maybe it's because she was trapped by darkness. The people who live in the world cannot see the light of salvation!"

He was joking, but his eyes were filled with compassion.

The power of the God of Light is constantly weakening, and the other party has not responded to people's prayers for a long time.

The selected saint is just a child. Does this also mean that the situation of the God of Light is very critical?

People in the Kingdom of Sereer were in panic, and the night had become the evil god's world. No one dared to go out, and no one dared to close their eyes and sleep peacefully.

And the hope of saving people just falls on a child?

The bishop felt incompetent and felt pity for Taotao's lost childhood. He sympathized with the suffering of everyone, but was unable to save them, and could not bear to give the burden to this weak girl.

Taotao blinked, "Archbishop, things will definitely get better in the future!"

"Thank you for your comfort and listening." Although it was not helpful, the bishop felt that his mood became a little more comfortable.

The little girl shook her head, "No."

"It's not comfort, it's a prophecy! It's a prophecy I made."

"The God of Light has never abandoned us."

After all, yesterday he fulfilled Taotao's wish and let her eat chicken legs successfully!

The bishop's eyes widened and he was speechless for a moment.

This feeling is like a person who is about to starve to death and is suddenly stuffed with a big mouthful of steamed buns. Not only is his mouth and stomach full, but his heart is also full.

He seemed like a big balloon that had been blown up and suddenly soared into the sky, too vain to hold on to anything.

"The great God of Light..." The bishop didn't know what to say and could only keep repeating this sentence.

The little girl was smiling, completely unaware of the impact she had given the bishop.

But she wasn't talking nonsense, Taotao did have such a premonition in her heart.

The God of Light is watching them somewhere.

"It's really interesting. Have I never abandoned you?" Lancer closed his eyes, remembering every move in the temple.

He smiled. He really didn't expect that there were people who believed in him so much.

As the god of light, Lancer has thousands of devout believers.

But He has a side that is completely contrary to light.

Lancer only learned about this recently.

He just stayed here quietly, doing nothing, and gave this body to His brother Silan.

Lancer was responsible for cleaning up the mess Slan left every morning when he woke up.