God forbids me to fall in love

"...I just want to see you." Moen responded softly.

He was too embarrassed to look at the god, but he changed his mind and told himself to just "break the can and smash it", anyway, the god knew his love for him the first time he met, didn't he?

So he raised his head generously and stared at Vernes wantonly, almost "greedily" remembering the appearance of the other party in his mind.

Vernes: "..."

God probably also felt uncomfortable under the torch-like gaze, so he let out a "huh" and stopped holding on to this question.

At this moment, Moen heard the sound of his aunt bluffing outside.

"Moen? Moen?!" She yelled Moen's name in a panic, and she could tell a little bit of panic when she listened carefully.

I believe that if it wasn't for the inconvenience of her legs and feet, she must have slammed the door of Moen's room, "What the hell is going on!"

Of course, his aunt could never have imagined in her wildest dreams that it was a god who was far above and far away descended on their home.

I don't know how she interpreted this dazzling white light, would she attribute this to a miracle?

"Dear god, please allow me to go out for a while." Moen thought that his aunt could not continue to disturb the god unconsciously. Although it was rude, he had to stop it.

Vernes nodded slightly, and suddenly said after Moen got up: "You can call me Vernes."

Moen's feet went limp when he went out, and he almost fell to the side. He pretended to be calm and bowed his head, and replied sincerely: "You can also call me Moen!"

Then he hurried out the door.

He has not forgotten that the gods have always called him "believer", which is just a rigid synonym for identity, full of insurmountable and unreachable distance.

Now God is taking the initiative to get closer to him!

He couldn't help closing the door with a smile, and leaned against the door to ease his breathing and heartbeat. However, this secret joy didn't last long, because he met his aunt's glaring face as soon as he left the door.

"Moen, what the hell is going on?" She stood up with both hands on the table and stood up with one foot, her whole face was flushed, and she almost rushed over and pointed Moen's nose and said, "In your room, What is that? Didn’t you follow your uncle to visit the goddess? What are you doing home!! Did you provoke God’s wrath..."

As she spoke, she followed her train of thought, opened her mouth and breathed heavily, and was so frightened by the possibility she had deduced that she would faint.

Moen didn't have time to interrupt, so he hurried over to hold his aunt's arm, and replied without losing a little pride in his tone: "Auntie, no, the god I believe in has descended."

My aunt began to roll her eyes, and she didn't seem to be listening to him.

"I once said that I have a god I believe in." Moen helped him to sit on the chair helplessly, "But there are not many believers in the beloved Vernes god, so I invited the god to come down without authorization... The thing said It's a long story. Anyway, just keep quiet, okay?"

The aunt turned her head dully, and grabbed Moen's hand.Her mouth was still closed, and she looked a little silly.

Moen had no choice but to pull her down by his hand, and finally said: "Don't disturb the gods, please!"

Then he hurriedly turned back to the room, and when he approached the door, he turned his head and took a look. His aunt was looking in his direction, her chest was heaving greatly, she was covering her mouth and shaking her head unconsciously.

Fortunately, she seems to have no tendency to continue to speak.

Moen let out a long breath, opened the door and walked in.

However, he saw that, different from the scene when he left, at this moment the gods were surrounded by large and small halos, which were very similar to his "heart of love", only slightly different in color and size. different.

Moen stood blankly at the door, looking at the halos of red with black and black with yellow, and suddenly felt a sense of crisis for no reason.

No, he tasted it carefully, and found that there was a reason: his treasure seemed to be discovered!

The gods had told him when they first met that these balls of light, large and small, were the "power of faith". Back then, Vernes only had the red light from him, but now, why are there so many other people's? Belief?

Moen looked at the god in the center of the light group in silence, and found that his brows were frowning again.

Then God casually stretched his hand into the air and grabbed a power of faith, slowly retracted his fingers, and made a forceful movement, as if he wanted to crush the light ball.

And he did do so, but soon the red, yellow, red and yellow light clusters were quickly reassembled after being decomposed.

Then the god's expression became even worse. He waved his sleeves, and all the power of faith in the sky disappeared.

Only a very familiar, big, round and glowing red ball of light remained, resting on the shoulder of the god.

"..." Moen didn't restrain his urge to ask, and asked, "Have you got any new believers?"

He regretted it after asking.

His mentality is not right at all. It is obviously a happy thing for the gods to have more believers, but it is too despicable for him to selfishly hope that he is the only one who believes in God.

Thinking of this, Moen pursed his lips and tried to remedy: "Then maybe we can gather together and build a temple for you!"

His words were sonorous and forceful, but his eyes were dodging.

Because he was talking against his will.

When he thought that he was no longer the only believer of the gods, his emotions sank uncontrollably.

It's not for the [-]% blessing rate, but the feeling that the distance just crossed has become farther away.

God will hear other people's prayers and will not come down in his room again.

"……No."

Suddenly, he seemed to hear Vernes talking. Moen didn't know if he was hallucinating, because the tone of that sentence was different from usual, as if he was not very confident.

"There are no other believers." Vernes repeated, denying.

He lifted his chin slightly, his face was calm and natural, but his beautiful eyes blinked twice quickly.

Moen told himself that he must not show his ecstasy, that would be disrespectful to the gods.

But his body is a little too honest, and he has already burst into a bright smile.

It is a pitiful and sad thing that there are no believers in the gods, but Moen can't help being happy about it, he is really a bad person.

Moen was jumping for joy while spurning himself at the same time. He was on the verge of splitting, so he didn't notice that God's eyes were fixed on him, and there were some faint smiles on his face.

"...Moen, tell me your wish." God said this.

The focus of God's Descending Sun is the blessing from the gods.

Although Vernes confessed at the beginning that he had nothing to bestow on believers, but in the two meetings, he expressed without hesitation that he would fulfill Moen's wish.

It seems that the initial rhetoric was just an excuse.

Moen thought for two seconds, then said cautiously: "I think I can see you often."

He knew that his wish was extremely greedy, look, even the god raised his eyebrows after hearing this.

But when he thought that it would be another three years before the next meeting, he couldn't help but want to utter these words from his heart.

The day when the autumn harvest ended was not the day when God descended, but God still came to find him. Does that mean that meeting God in ordinary times is also allowed?

He lowered his head, anxiously waiting for the other party's rejection.

Vernes hesitated for a few seconds before slowly answering "Yes".

Immediately afterwards, the red halo on the god's shoulder suddenly shook twice, and jumped from the shoulder to the god's head like a bouncy ball.

Just like Moen's mood.

God's Day is over.

Otenubo was not in a very happy mood, because now in a peaceful age, the number of believers who believed in him, the god of war, was decreasing and there was a serious loss. This time, when he came to the temple, he found that there were another one-third less people.

He used to be one of the most powerful gods, but now he is about to be trampled under by Yemijia.

After all, the frequency of disasters is even higher, and many human beings believe in him in pursuit of peace.

But among the gods, Autonubo must not be the one in the worst mood.

Loamina's complexion was a hundred times worse than his.

The goddess who especially liked to pretend to be merciful didn't even want to put on a smiling face this time, and the air pressure was so low that the surrounding gods kept away from her.

"Wait!" She suddenly saw the platinum-haired god at the entrance to the kingdom of heaven, who was also the instigator of all her bad moods—Vernes.

Loamina threw down the corn ears used for the concave shape in her hand, and she floated in front of Vernes in a flash, but she didn't speak immediately, but paused for a long time before saying in a calm tone: "Hehe, you That appearance was really sudden, so it’s better for me to discuss it. Today, many of my followers are asking for your name, if you say hello to me, I will help you promote it, haha.”

She laughed twice from beginning to end, but there was no smile on her expression.

Vernes shook his head and said, "No, thank you."

After he finished speaking, he left, and he walked in a chic way, and Loamina stomped her feet angrily on the spot.

Otenubo observed secretly for a while, stepped forward and asked, "Loamina, I heard that guy followed you to your temple today?"

He casually mentioned it as if he didn't care, and he heard the goddess gnashing her teeth in response, "Yes, some of my followers have been taken away, and I don't know what he caused!"

"That's it." Otenubo narrowed his eyes.

After being silent for a while, he suddenly said, "Do you know what happened to Fran Yido's death?"

Loamina frowned and looked at him upon hearing this, with bright displeasure in her eyes.

It was a taboo for them to mention the word "fallen". Of course, she remembered the goddess who was in charge of wisdom. The story of her falling under the sacred tree spread to the whole kingdom of heaven.

"Perhaps you are a little interested in the prophecy of that goddess before she died?"

Otenubo smiled, with a somewhat mysterious tone in his tone.

As if he was just about to tell an interesting little-known story.

But the story is obviously not interesting.

What's interesting is the expression of horror and disbelief on Roamina's face after hearing this.