The Melancholy of the Holy Maiden

Lucini stood on the altar.

The pure white robe hangs down to the feet, and the bare feet are vainly stepped on it because of the magic, without a trace of dust.

A drop of crystal water rolled down the cheek, went to the chin, and sank into the skirt of the clothes.

Because he had just purified himself from the holy water, every step he took would bring a touch of water vapor.In a few steps, the wet silver-white long hair was completely dry, and there was no drop of water falling from the slightly curly hair.

Luxini smiled, and stared at the people below the stage with her eyes half down, her golden and silver pupils reflected a little stream of light.

Compassionate and compassionate, extremely gentle.

Her skin was already fair, and standing on the altar at this moment seemed to blend in with the pure white stone platform, her whole body seemed to be glowing.

There were believers who came to watch the ceremony, but there were no temple knights to maintain order. Out of their belief in the goddess and respect for the temple, the believers spontaneously maintained order, and even spontaneously stopped non-believers from outsiders from doing anything out of the ordinary.

It is precisely because of their self-awareness that there is no noise in the huge auditorium except the sound of breathing—perhaps, the prayers and wishes that are so low that they are almost inaudible can be regarded as the rhythmic and harmonious noise in this auditorium?

In the temple, as long as the knights who are still in Lapuyard and belong to the temple, there are more important things to do.

Of course, before that matter is thrown in front of them, they don't mind being vigilant if there are any malicious people who sneak into the auditorium, for example, an inhuman alien who pretends to be a believer, as long as they behave themselves, they will not do anything , if restless, the Inquisition awaits it.

And the true believers of the goddess will not feel blasphemous towards the agent of the gods, so there is no need to worry about this.

As for counting on the priests to maintain order?Those guys are so excited that they are about to pass out, okay?The Cavaliers expressed their disgust for these worthless guys.

Lucini folded her hands, and the brilliance of the divine art centered on her, pouring on everyone present.When these snowflake-like white lights are integrated into the body, the fatigue of the whole day disappears.

After a long silence, Lucini spoke with a holy and elegant tone like singing.

It is exactly what a saint should look like in the eyes of the public.

At the same time, looking at the members of the Saintess Guardian Knights standing in front of her, Bedwell drew out the standard long sword at her waist.

The burden had already been taken off, and she had no scruples at this time, her momentum was astonishing.

Sylvia with twin ponytails was full of eagerness to try, so she didn't need to ask for the opinion of the deputy head, Signe - the deputy head was on the side of the saint.She grinned, and was the first to greet her: "Please advise!"

...Then the girl flew upside down.

No, not only Silvia, but the children of the entire Guardian Knights did not receive special treatment. On the contrary, because they were the first to block the way and belonged to the part under Bedwell's jurisdiction, they received even more ruthless treatment. Treat them with kindness—perhaps the only thing Miss Knight treats them a little bit more tenderly is...

...don't hit your face.

Soon, the girls staggered and lay down.

Miss Knight kept on stepping, directly passed Sivia, who had been knocked down by her and got up twice, and walked lightly towards the location of the second stumbling block.

Sivia's eyes were shining with stars: "Your sis is really handsome!"

Bedwell glanced at her blankly, and Sylvia immediately looked like a chick whose neck had been pinched, no matter how many compliments she had, they were thrown back into her stomach by this understatement.

The young knight lying beside her was not in such a good mood at all, and she was also within the range of radiation from Bedwell's glance.With a bitter face, she asked weakly, "Is my lord sister going to be angry?"

"It's okay!" Bedwell had already walked away, and Sylvia sat up cross-legged, patted the little friend's shoulder, with a bright smile and showed a small canine tooth, "My sister won't stop her because we come to stop her!" Get angry, after all, this is a necessary procedure! And we didn't really embarrass my sis!"

"I, I think..." the unknown girl knight swallowed, "Uh, the problem is that we didn't embarrass my sis."

Silvia blinked in confusion: "Are you thinking too crookedly? Why do you think so?"

"I think... are we... too weak?"

"..." Silvia was stunned.

"That's right, how can you protect the Holy Maiden like this?" The unknown girl knight No. [-] was very depressed.

"My lord must be angry because of this." The face of the unknown girl knight No. [-] turned pale.

"Come to train!" "Yeah, I can't stop working hard today!" "I don't want to disappoint my sister~~~"

In this way, as if their buttocks were burned by fire, the girl knights jumped up one after another, expressing that they were still too weak and must step up their training. go to the field.

Only the dazed Sylvia stood there and shouted, "Hey! Don't you guys go to watch the ceremony? That's the canonization ceremony of my sister!"

One of the female knights turned around and said, "Anyway, everyone knows the result—"

"Onee-sama is invincible! Those stinky knights can't stop one-sama!"

"That's right, that's right, those idiots and slobs will definitely be beaten to the ground by my sister~!"

"The difference is just what kind of title my sister will get—"

"Just ask when the time comes!"

The guards were on the way Bedwell was about to march, and the knights of the temple who were said to be "stinky" and "sloppy" by their beautiful girl colleagues, but actually paid great attention to whether their appearance was clean, fought one after another. sneezed—only some of the knights who had not participated in the incident escaped.

Fortunately, they were separated, and half of them were already lying on the ground at this time, otherwise the sneeze would probably have the effect of walking in unison.

Standing openly in the middle of the road and facing Bedivere, the head of the Knights of the Temple felt very embarrassed.

After saying in a gentlemanly way that I can wait for you to take a break to recover your physical strength, this man looks sunny, handsome and gentle... In short, this man who pays great attention to his personal appearance sneezed uncontrollably.

Bedwell also silently took a step back.

It happened so suddenly that the head of the Knights Templar felt that his boyish heart was going to be broken.

Fortunately, the head of Bedwell on the opposite side didn't show any other expressions. An expressionless face is the best expression. Even if you want to laugh at him, as long as you don't laugh in front of him, he's not sure he can calm down Accept the fact that you are "out of style".

So, he felt that he should say something to save him: "See..."

"Draw your sword."

The majestic red-haired girl said coldly.

With a kind of indomitable momentum, the tip of the sword pointed obliquely at the head of the Templar Knights.

The man was startled and laughed: "Then, I'm sorry."

The head of the Knights of the Temple, and the head of the Guardian Knights.The knights in the temple are fighting each other justifiably, no, to test the strength of both sides, some people have been secretly waiting for a long time.

After a long time, the standard long sword in his hand was cut off, and the head of the Knights of the Temple retreated to the side of the road with a wry smile, thinking to himself: "Even if I have water, this guy is too talented, isn't he a girl at such a young age? I'm so jealous."

In the end, all the murmurs turned into a long sigh.

He performed a knight salute, bowed his head and said, "May Itenna bless you, and courage, wisdom, and strength will always be with you. I wish you a triumphant return."

Bedwell put the sword back into its sheath, she just nodded slightly, and immediately passed by the opponent without looking back, heading for the next target.

The remaining Temple Knights are no obstacle, and soon Bedivere will face her last wave of blockers - the Judgment Knights of the Judgment Knights.

Compared with the Knights of the Temple and the Knights of the Guardian with "Guardian" as the main guiding spirit, these knights are more inclined to attack, and their ascetic practice makes them silent and powerful, and all the parts that are not convenient for the Temple to attack It's all done by them.

If the Knights of the Temple is the "gentleness and kindness of the goddess" that makes people feel refreshed, then they are the "sternness and cruelty of the goddess" that makes people feel frightened and cold.

Bedwell put away the standard long sword that was on the verge of collapse.Karadeboga has appeared in his hand with thunder and flames.

Bedwell is a spear knight. Naturally, she is the most powerful when she uses a spear.

She was about to face the head of the Judgment Knights, and Bedwell did not dare to relax.

The red-haired girl looked up, and the auditorium was already close at hand.

She took a long breath and ran like a leopard.

——She will go to the side of the Holy Maiden.

Withdrawing her gaze from the colorful window, the smile on Lucini's face was still gentle and soft. She watched the little black-haired girl who was walking towards her step by step holding a crown of thorns and laurel, her eyes sparkled.

"Luxini, the Enlightener of the Sun and Moon, the Saintess of the Temple of Radiance."

The little girl's figure elongated and fixed into the appearance of an adult woman, and the childish voice became mature and sexy, but at this moment it was solemn and solemn that could not be violated.

"In the name of Bishop Sager, the glutton of the dark flames and the first Pope of the Temple of Radiance..."

Luxini's coming-of-age ceremony is not just a coming-of-age ceremony.It is a re-acknowledgment of the identity of the saint...and an oath.It is an essential and important step to crown the saint with a holy name and formally become a part that will be inscribed in the holy scriptures of the temple.

After the long oath and question and answer, Lucini lowered her head.

The girl clasped her hands and knelt in front of the Pope.The silver-white hair pours down like a galaxy, the left eye is like moonlight, the right eye is like the sun, and the eyes dyed by divine power are full of piety, just like what she does every Sunday.

The Pope bent down and placed the crown of thorns and laurels on top of Lucini's head.

To bear the thorns of pain for the world, and to bathe in the laurel crown of the goddess' glory, God's substitute must walk forward with pain and glory.

——This is called holy.

When she raised her head again, Lucini smiled sweetly.

Bedwell, with himself Kara Depoga, came in front of her.

The red-haired girl gave the silver-haired girl her weapon, Karadpoga, with both hands.

In the hands of the Holy Maiden, this long-spear is quiet and obedient, restraining all the blood and hostility, and at the same time changing its weight intimately.Otherwise, the delicate Saintess will definitely not be able to carry it.

Bedwell is a gun knight, even if a gun knight is canonized by the master, he still uses a gun.Of course, there is only one person who can make them willingly hand over their spears.

Bedwell half-kneeled in front of Lucini wearing a crown of thorns and laurels. The oath she had said countless times was once again blurted out under the witness of many believers.

And after today, she will have a more justifiable qualification to say, to practice the vow "In the name of my glory, I will protect you until the end of the world"—under the witness of the goddess.

The point of Caladepoga's spear tapped her shoulders, then the fragile nape of her neck.

Karadepoga, who devoured countless flesh and blood, didn't frighten her, and it didn't matter if a little bit of discomfort from being pointed at by a weapon at her vital parts, because the person holding the long-gun, which she regarded as life, used this weapon The person who points at her vitals is the person she will protect for the rest of her life, the lord she serves.

"In the name of Saint Lucini, the Enlightener of the Sun and Moon, the Holy Maiden of the Temple of Radiance, I canonize Bedwell Cedric as my exclusive guardian knight. The title...Knight of Burning Blood."

The eyes of the saintess are frighteningly bright.She asked softly—

"I ask you, are you willing to walk with me?"

"Until death."

The author has something to say: □□: Interview, you were so calm when you beat up your colleagues and accepted the canonization of the saint, what did you think?

Bedwell: I'm very sorry, which eye of yours saw me calm down?

□□: Two.You have written all over your face that I am so calm and I am so calm.

Bedwell: ... (Actually, I was just too nervous to speak)