I Will Eventually Inherit the Archbishop of Heaven

It's like being caught on the spot.

Yan's voice stunned the two who were still immersed in embarrassment and shyness at the same time, their eyes moved to him involuntarily, and the expressions on their faces were a little dazed.

"Master Yan, what are you doing...?"

Rita looked puzzled, wondering why this man suddenly started singing.

And sang so sadly.

"Oh, it's okay, I just sang and sang in boredom." Yan's voice was bitter: "You guys keep talking, just pretend that I don't exist."

After Rita finished listening, a wry smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, realizing that this was a tactful way for him to express his dissatisfaction with being ignored.

"I'm sorry, Lord Ian."

She gently helped Yaen up, and comforted him with a warm heart, full of sincerity.

"Come on, let me help you up."

Don't help him!

Youlandai suddenly showed an expression of being unable to accept it, and the jealousy in her eyes couldn't be concealed.

You must know that this was once exclusive to her. Back in the Sea of ​​Quantum, knee pillows, hugs, etc. were all exclusive to her!

Now it was snatched away by an outsider.

unhappy!

Ulandal straightened her expression and told herself that she was working and she had to restrain her emotions.

She took a deep breath, hiding all the complicated emotions in her heart, as if sinking into the deep sea, and turned to work.

Ulandal walked up to Yaen, condescendingly looking down at the golden-haired man lying in Rita's arms and gently rubbing his head back and forth.

"I'm meeting you for the first time, Ian Apocalypse." She tried to put on a serious look, and said in a serious voice, "I am ordered by the bishop to take you back to the headquarters for treatment."

"Are you Ulandal?" Yan raised his head slightly and looked at the blond woman standing in front of him, his face was reflected in the blue pupils.

The same blond hair, the same blue eyes, the same European features, it seems at first glance that it would make others think that they are related by blood.

However, whether it is Ulandal or Ian, this is the first time they meet each other.

"It seems that you already know me, so I don't need to waste my time introducing myself." Urandale nodded, and then said: "However, there is something I need to thank you before. "

"Thank you?" Ian was taken aback.

"Yes." She frowned solemnly, with a sincere and respectful expression on her face: "Thank you for stepping forward to save this city and its residents."

She leaned down and extended a friendly hand to Yan: "Thank you also for saving my adjutant Rita."

Yan stared at her eyes, clear and awe-inspiring, like a flawless sapphire.

He smiled, barely raised his arm, and took that hand back.

"I just don't like them."

He paused, and then said: "Besides, it's a man's duty to protect the girl he likes."

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PS: It seems that the second update is going to stay up until the wee hours of the morning. For everyone's recommendations, I can't dove (clench my fist)!

56: Good and evil will eventually be rewarded, who will the sky bypass!

At dawn, the city after the storm ushered in the long-lost light.

High above the sky, Yaen was sitting on the edge of the helicopter hatch, his bangs fluttering in the wind, and his feet were hanging in mid-air, as if sitting on a cliff.

Behind him was Rita, sound asleep, falling asleep shortly after boarding the plane.

What happened yesterday made her tense all the time, and she had to endure the injuries of her body forcibly. It was not until the matter really came to an end that she finally couldn't resist the fatigue that invaded like a tide, and she closed her eyes and fell into a soundless sleep .

Logically speaking, Yann also consumed a lot of physical strength and energy, even until now he still has a lingering feeling of exhaustion, like being crushed by a ghost.

But he couldn't sleep.

Maybe it's because he regained some strength after being in a coma for a while, or maybe there's something else on his mind that makes him unable to sleep peacefully.

Yan suddenly took a deep breath and let it out slowly, as if he wanted to expel all the melancholy accumulated in his heart.

He casually looked at the rising sun in the distance, the oncoming light shone on his body, revealing his dazed face, his eyes seemed to be wandering away.

Until a slender figure sat beside him, carrying the unique fragrance of a girl.

Ian turned his head subconsciously, looking at the girl sitting next to him, and the canned drink engraved with the sign of destiny in her hand.

"This is a stamina potion specially made by Destiny, which can help you recover your strength and dispel fatigue."

Urandale explained: "If you don't dislike it, please drink it."

Ian took the stamina potion, opened it and took a sip.

It felt like a sweet drink in the mouth, and the cool liquid flowed down his throat into his lungs, and then a faint warm current spread to his limbs, making him feel a sense of relief that he hadn't seen for a long time.

"Thank you," he said.

"You're welcome." Urandale rolled up her drooping hair that was blown by the wind, revealing her small ears hidden under her long golden hair: "I'll arrive at the headquarters in a while."

"Ah."

"Thank you for saving Rita."

"Haven't you already said this before?" Yan looked at her strangely.

"The two are not the same." Urandale hesitated for a moment, as if thinking: "Rita...is a fool who always likes to take all the responsibility on herself."

"If the World Snake's plot succeeds this time, she will definitely think that it was caused by her lack of caution, and she will definitely fall into deep self-blame."

She sighed softly: "This person has always been like this from before."

"Before?" Yan raised his eyebrows, curious: "It sounds like you have known each other for a long time?"

"Yes." Urandale looked at the sky, as if recalling: "When I was about 12 years old, the bishop appointed Rita as my adjutant to assist me. We have experienced a lot together."

"There is glory, there is regret, there is quarrel, and there is joy."

Her eyes were full of nostalgia, her brows and eyes were soft.In a trance, it seems that they have returned to the original time. They were still immature and went through many hardships in the sea of ​​quantum, and finally saved themselves from danger one by one.

"12 years old..." Yan asked abruptly, "Then how old are you this year?"

"I'm 1 this year..." Ulandal suddenly stopped talking, and glanced at him with cold eyes: "Has anyone ever told you that it's very rude to ask a girl's age casually?"

Ion shrugged and didn't answer.

He drank the stamina potion that was about to bottom out, and looked at the sky in a daze again.

"You seem to have something on your mind?" Ulandal asked suddenly.

Yann smiled noncommittally, and shook his head again: "It can't be said to be a matter of concern, it's just..."

He tilted his head and thought for a while.

"It still feels a bit like a dream."

"dream?"

"Yeah." He nodded: "Actually, until last night, I was still an ignorant and incompetent ordinary person, watching Rita protect me and fight alone, but I could only watch helplessly, like trash."

His eyes drifted away, as if hidden in the clouds.

To this day, he still can't forget the feeling of powerlessness at that time, like a fish on a chopping board, unable to do anything except powerless and furious.

"But since last night, I suddenly have a power so powerful that even I am afraid."

As Yan said, he looked down at his hands, and vaguely sensed the huge Houkai energy contained in his body, just like the vast sky he was facing now, with no end in sight.

He still remembers the first time he encountered Honkai, when he met a Honkai beast, his limbs became weak and his mind went blank. If Rita hadn't escorted him all the way to escape, he probably would have died there long ago.

But when he encountered Honkai for the second time, he was able to take away pieces of Honkai beasts with a wave of his sword, as if he was chopping Chinese cabbage on the street with ease.

At the end, he even pushes the bomb to resist the punishment of heaven, and still laughs heartily in the face of the threat of death, like a complete lunatic.

Is this still him?So arrogant, so indulgent, so arrogant.

It's like being reborn and reborn, the whole person has changed.

But he doesn't hate it, on the contrary he likes it very much.

"So, are you afraid of your own power?" Ulandal asked.

"No." Yaen denied, "I'm afraid that I...will lose this power."

He quietly tightened his five fingers, and the knuckles made a crisp sound, the sound was as cold as steel.

"Because it came so suddenly and unexpectedly. There was no sign, it just appeared in my body." He frowned: "It seems... It seems that it has always been here, but I have been here for so many years. Didn't find it."

Yan stroked his chest, his heart beating calmly and regularly.

He turned his head and looked directly at Youlandelle, looking at her blond hair and blue eyes that were exactly the same as his own, he couldn't help but express his uneasiness.

"Where did this power come from? Why did it come to me, and why didn't I wake up until now? My father is the Archbishop of Destiny, but why did he abandon me ten years ago? Let Rita pick me up on my birthday?"

Yan had thought about these questions more than once, but the more he thought about it, the more he couldn't figure it out, and instead let himself fall into deep confusion.

All of this shrouded him like layers of fog, and he couldn't see anything clearly in front of him.

He felt that there were too many mysteries in him, but no one could answer them for him.

Suddenly a hand was placed on his shoulder with a soft voice.

"Perhaps you will know the answers to these questions soon."

Youlandelle stood up, staring at the huge floating island that gradually emerged from the sea of ​​clouds in the distance.

"We have arrived."

Yan followed and got up, and suddenly heard a slight sound from his pocket.

He froze for a moment, then quickly took out a tiny device from his jacket pocket, with a surprised smile on his face.

"what is this?"