I Will Eventually Inherit the Archbishop of Heaven

I will eventually inherit the archbishop of destiny Author: Qi Lixiang

An uninvited British maid, a thrilling speed of life and death.On his birthday, Yan, who was celebrating alone, suddenly learned a shocking secret——

His biological father was the archbishop of destiny, Otto Apocalis! ! !

"The bishop said that you will inherit the position of the next archbishop of destiny. But before that, I will provide you with training and make you a qualified bishop heir."

The elegant maid who knocked on the door of his house, Rita Roseweather said.

01: When the maid knocks on the door

Yan played GG on the public screen.

On the screen painted in black and white, the only remaining teammate of his side led the super soldiers to go straight to the Yellow Dragon, using sharp micromanagement and superb positioning to get five kills. With the enemy's consent to surrender, the blue main crystal exploded, just like the real world. A wave of air instantly spread across the entire screen, making it blurry.

Yan cut out of the game, and the chat dialog box popped up immediately, and the ID displayed [Metal Gear Wolf Fang].

【Bu Langya never loses?(^?^*)】

He looked at the emoticon on the dialog box, couldn't help but smile knowingly, and tapped on the keyboard.

[The heavens did not give birth to my wolf teeth, the alliance is like a long night! 】

It was a start like a bloodbath. The top lane was single-killed in duel, the jungler was counter-killed against the jungler, and even the bottom lane duo also died due to ganks. Except for the mid lane represented by Bu Langya, almost all members collapsed.

Yan originally thought that this game could be played, but he didn't expect to start the king mode after a wave of operation show during the laning period of Bu Langya and counter-killed the enemy's Nakano gank.

Solo kills, push lanes, anti-jungle ganks, delicate operations, and the awareness of opening and closing, successfully leading the jungler who picks Ganoderma lucidum, the top laner who is self-closing and guarding the tower, and the bot lane who dare to come and die Completed the turnaround.

By the way, he is the top laner of the autistic tower guard.

[According to the operation of this game, Bu Langya judges that you are not in shape today, and recommends a Snickers bar. 】

Snickers?To be reasonable, if this thing is really useful, then he has been eating Snickers bars every morning, noon and night for the past ten years, okay?

Yan glanced at the time in the lower right corner, it was 23:50.

[Yes, I'm tired, let's play next time. 】

[Understood, continue next time. 】

He looked at the line and knew that it was the other party comforting him, and he didn't mind his cooking operation. To be honest, his hand feeling today was really bad. The whole game seemed to be sleepwalking. If it wasn't for Bu Langya's daily 1V5, He probably has to enjoy the kind greetings from his teammates in Zaun.

Thinking of this, Yaen couldn't help but rejoice that he successfully hugged the thigh of this great god.

【it is good】

He moved the mouse to turn off the computer, and the hum of the main box faded away like a tide, and the whole room suddenly became silent, like a cemetery that no one cares about.

Yan scratched his head, took a deep breath, and slumped on the chair.

As the night approached, all the lights in the house had already been extinguished, only the light in his room was still awake, shining empty on Ian's face, illuminating his lonely face like a blank sheet of paper.

It will be his birthday in 10 minutes, but no one knows except the stars and the moon, just like the past dozen days and nights.

Fortunately, Ian is used to it. After all, he hasn't seen his parents for ten years, so that now he can hardly recall what his parents looked like. He can only look at them in the mirror through his own face. imagine.If it wasn't for sending him a sum of living expenses every year, Yann even thought that they must have forgotten the fact that they dated and gave birth to a son who no one cares about in a certain city.

But since they haven't forgotten, why don't they want to come to see me?

Yan went into the bathroom, turned on the tap and washed his face. The cold feeling cheered him up a little.He looked up, and there was a slender figure reflected in the mirror on the sink—slightly messy short blond hair, dull blue pupils, fair skin and delicate face, which made Ian look more like Is a neutral beauty.

According to scientific results, most of the offspring tend to look like their parents, so Ian often looks at himself in the mirror like this, as if he wants to imagine his parents through the face in the mirror.

Maybe his father has blond hair and his mother has blue eyes, or maybe his father is handsome and his mother is beautiful.

When Yan is bored, he often imagines what kind of people his parents are.When he was in junior high school, he fantasized that his mother was a night thief like in the movies and novels. The purpose of throwing it out alone is to hone myself so that I can become an outstanding family heir.

But when he grew up, he felt that these ideas were quite unreliable, just as naive as when he was a child, he always expected a doraemon to pop out of the drawer of his bookcase one day.

So then he only had one fantasy... fantasy that one day his parents suddenly appeared in front of him, smiling and saying, baby, mom and dad are back!

So he waited and waited with this expectation, and waited for a full ten years.

As the night darkened, the time came to 23:59, and there was only one minute left before Ian's birthday.

He walked to the living room and looked at the clock hanging on the pure white wall. The sound of the second hand swinging could be heard clearly in the deathly silent hall, like a faucet that was not turned on tightly and kept dripping water.

For some reason, Yan suddenly remembered a movie called "When Happiness Knocks on the Door" that he watched when he was a child. Responsibility, work hard to become a stock market trader, and finally become an inspirational story of a well-known financial investor.

But Ian prefers to sum up the story as the sweetness of suffering.

He has spent his birthdays alone in the past ten years, so naturally there is no birthday cake, birthday presents, etc., and he has never even done such a thing as making a wish.

Not forgetting, but not wanting, because he was waiting, using the birthday wishes accumulated over ten years to make the wishes he most hoped to come true.

This is the moment when there will never be a second time.

It was his birthday and the day he officially came of age.

He once read a text in a textbook entitled "If Life Deceives You".

It was a text that Ian still remembered clearly after nearly ten years had passed, and he could still memorize the content of it until now.

If life deceives you, don't be sad, don't be impatient, you need calmness in blue days, believe it, happy days will come.

Ion closed his eyes and waited in silence for the last few seconds.

——waiting for happiness to knock at the door.

3...

2...

1.

At the moment when the time was approaching 00:00, there was a gentle knock on the door, shaking like thunder in the world where the needle drop could be heard.

Yan's eyes widened suddenly, he rushed to the door, and turned the doorknob vigorously.

In everyone's life, there will always be a door of heaven opened for him. Ian has waited for 18 years, and now he will finally open that door with his own hands!

The light flooded in like a tide, and what caught my eyes was a beautiful girl who could be called the best.

She has short, smooth ash-blond hair, reminiscent of golden quicksand, and the bangs on her forehead cover her left eye, revealing another wine-red eye under slender eyelashes, like a delicate red rose.

Her face is delicate and white, like an exquisite handicraft. The pure black maid skirt sets off her tall and graceful figure. Under the skirt that blooms like flowers is a pair of slender legs wrapped in black silk suspenders.

Yann had never seen such an amazing and beautiful girl in his life, so that he stood there stupidly and forgot to speak for a moment.

The maid gave a gentle smile, and bowed respectfully, elegantly without losing the etiquette.

"I'm very sorry for disturbing you in the middle of the night, Lord Yann." She raised her body, stretched out her slender white hand, and tied the hair hanging by her ear: "Rita Rossweisse, by the order of the Bishop, I will take you back to the Destiny Headquarters."

02: Otto is my real father?

An uninvited guest came to the house, and this uninvited guest was a super beautiful girl... Servant.

Ian was a little confused. Miss Rita, who claimed to be acting on orders, looked quite familiar with the layout of his home since she entered the house. She skillfully opened a drawer and took out tea to make it, and then went to another drawer to take out a tea set. Putting it on the table, those who didn't know thought she was the owner of the house.On the other hand, Yan, who is the real master, sat on the sofa with a stiff face, his body stiff like a rusty robot.

He felt that he was probably dreaming. This feeling is like one day you were playing games at home, and suddenly there was a knock on the door, so you walked to the door cursing and opened the door, only to see the red-haired black widow standing outside the door He winked at you, then pulled out a desert eagle from his waist and put it on your head, saying hi Darling, do you have time to save the world together?

Oh my god!He Yan is just an ordinary Sanhao citizen, he has never even killed a chicken!

"The black tea is ready, please enjoy."

The maid poured a cup of black tea for Yan with a respectful expression.

"Thank you, thank you."

Yan quickly stretched out his hands to catch it tremblingly, with a somewhat flattered expression.

The relationship between subject and guest seems to be reversed unconsciously.

He looked down at the hot and fragrant black tea in front of him, and took a sip.

Although no parents told him not to take things from strangers, at least the teachers in the school still taught him. Ian still remembers how excited the head teacher was when he said this, and his teeth and claws are like those heinous people in movies. The big villain, children, please don't eat food given to you by strangers, otherwise you may become unconscious after eating it and then be kidnapped by the bad guys, and you will never see your parents again!

But Yan felt that if he could be kidnapped by such a beautiful girl... it seemed worth it?

He quietly raised his head and glanced at the maid who was sitting on the other side. She was sipping black tea with a teacup, her fresh red lips were slightly moist, and she behaved dignifiedly and elegantly.

Ian had only seen two beautiful girls like this before.

One is a classmate from the same school before transferring to another school named Raiden Mei. She is not only beautiful and cute, but also a rich lady, but her personality is relatively cold, and she is called the Queen of Raiden.

Another is Kiyana, a beautiful European girl who has lived together for a while. She is a girl full of vitality and has amazing strength.

But compared to the young lady in front of him, those two people instantly looked inferior. If he had to describe it, this young lady made him feel even more... charming.

Ian couldn't help but glanced at it again. Because of the lowered head, his eyes just hit the pair of slender legs wrapped in black silk. The curves are so beautiful that people subconsciously want to reach out and touch them. some.

Well, there's no holster on it, at least he doesn't have to worry that the maid will suddenly pull out a gun from her skirt and put it on him.

Yan wiped his face and felt that he couldn't think about it anymore, so he took the initiative to say, "Uh, um, Miss Rita, what did you mean by bishop? Destiny?"

"Ah, I'm just a maid, so there's no need to use honorifics for me."

Rita put down her teacup, her voice as soft as a breeze on her cheek.

"The Mandate of Heaven is a global organization that fights against Houkai, and its current archbishop, Otto Apocalypse, is your biological father."

Yan was stunned. The amount of information contained in this short sentence was so great that he couldn't react for a while.Although he had indeed imagined that his parents were great figures, in the final analysis, it was just his fantasy. Now someone suddenly popped up and told him that your fantasies were real, and he was a little at a loss.

"...Uh, Honkai?" Yan scratched his head, his face blank: "What Honkai? Character Honkai? Personality Honkai?"

"Neither, to be precise, Honkai is a form of disaster." Rita shook her head, her expression became serious: "On this planet, Honkai comes along with civilization. The suppression of badness becomes stronger. The ultimate goal of Honkai is to destroy human civilization. In order to fight against Honkai, human beings established an organization called [Destiny] to train Valkyrie to protect civilization."

Ian stared at Rita foolishly. When the maid said this, she frowned solemnly, and her eyes did not look like she was joking at all, but Ian hoped that it was just a joke, because he felt that his three views had been greatly affected. The impact, as if the painting style suddenly changed from youthful daily life to horror and supernatural.In his perception, the world is peaceful and prosperous, so why suddenly there is a disaster that will destroy the world?And wouldn't the name Tianming be a bit too secondary?People in the movie also know a name like S.H.I.E.L.D. that sounds simple but lofty.

Destiny?Why don't you call it anti-entropy!

"It sounds bluffing. Is this a new program?"

Ian didn't quite believe it. He had watched a lot of prank shows on TV, and every time he watched them, he would be amused by the exaggerated expressions and movements on the faces of passers-by, but now he felt that I became a passerby on a TV show.

At this time, should he lean back tactically, take a breath, and then say wow Guoyi with a shocked face?

"While these words are indeed difficult for the uninformed to accept, they are the truth."