On the History of the Pope's Death

The time in meditation always passed quickly. In the evening, the priest Jocelyn knocked lightly on the door of Lucia's room, "My lord Son."

Lucia finished her meditation, straightened her clothes, and said in a gentle voice, "Come in."

Hearing the gentle voice of the Holy Son, Jocelyn gently opened the door. Even if he has served the Holy Son for a long time, every time he sees the Holy Son, he will inevitably feel a little absent-minded. With eyes as clear as the blue sky and blue sea, lips as moist as pearls under a straight nose, and blond hair that is more dazzling than the sun, he seems to be a son of God who came out of a myth.

Lowering his head, Jocelyn asked respectfully in a low voice, "Sir, would you like to eat now?"

Lucia smiled and nodded at Jocelyn, and then gracefully walked to the table and sat upright and waited for dinner. Such a noble and fairy-like sitting posture looked very beautiful and pretentious, but in fact Lucia had already watched The door is almost waiting, why the food hasn't come yet, why hasn't it come, I don't know how tired it is to sit like this, his waist!

From the corner of the eye, I saw Jocelyn looking at me, and Lucia immediately straightened up again, confirming that I must be handsome in all directions with no dead ends in 360 degrees, as the son of God, I must always be handsome and stupid A face is the truth.

Finally, when the servant brought the dinner in, Lucia looked at the table full of at least a dozen dishes but was not at all happy as a local tyrant, because now he only wanted to eat a bowl of Chinese rice instead of a table full of Western food.

Son of Light is Lucia's title before becoming the Holy Son. With a pure physique favored by the God of Light, coupled with his own intelligence and hard work, he is already a senior magician at the age of 15. He is a well-deserved genius. He is also an idol among the younger generation in the holy city.

Moreover, under the proposal of the Holy Son, the taxes in the Holy City have been greatly reduced, and the priests of the Holy See will come out regularly to help the common people see a doctor for a fee... It can be said that the Holy Son's reputation in the Holy City is no less than that of the Pope.

Hearing that the Holy Son was about to form his own Holy Light Knights, the entire Holy City was shocked.

Martigue Square is located inside the Holy See. Today, hundreds of sixteen or seventeen-year-old teenagers gathered in the usually empty square. They may come from common people or aristocratic families, but without exception, they all have obvious facial expressions on their faces. Excited and apprehensive.

There are several tables at the front of the square, on which are placed magic crystals for testing talent and affinity. The teenagers stepped forward one by one to be tested by the priest. Everything was going on in an orderly manner until...

Sandy Sanrederica was originally the eldest son of the Sanrederica family, a well-known noble in the Holy City, but because he was found to be talented in the dual element of water and fire since he was a child, these two magical elements are mutually exclusive, even if his elemental affinity reaches S-level is also doomed to stay as an intermediate magician for the rest of his life, and if he goes any further, he can only wait for the magic elements to run away and die.

So even though he is the eldest son in the family, in this world where strength is the most important thing, his life is not easy, especially after his younger brother, a genius with a single-wind magic talent and an S-level affinity, was born, he was often used to fight against him. Compared with the younger brother, a genius and a waste material, the status in the family can be imagined...

The Holy Son selected the Knights, and the family had prepared for his younger brother early on. He should not be allowed to participate in such a thing, but Sandy was not reconciled. He wanted to try it. Maybe the Holy See could do it. There is a way to help him, so he followed secretly that day.

In order not to be discovered by his younger brother Al, Sandy hid in the crowd at the back of the team and only looked enviously at the teenagers who passed the test from a distance.

The square where there was still a little sound suddenly fell silent. Sandy stood on tiptoe curiously and looked forward. The young man was dressed in pure white robes, his blond hair was like fragments of sunlight, and his eyes were as pure as the blue sky. Exuding a noble and sacred atmosphere, coupled with his holy and beautiful appearance, in Sandy's eyes, he is the son of God descended from the world.

Everyone was very pleasantly surprised when they saw Lucia, suppressing their excitement, the teenagers followed the priest and bowed to the Holy Son, then stood where they were and waited for the Holy Son to speak.Lucia looked at the people in the square and searched for her target, but there were too many red-haired people, and she couldn't recognize her future younger brother just by one or two sentences in the novel.

Reluctantly withdrawing his lingering gaze, he bent his mouth, looked at everyone with blue eyes gently, and asked directly: "Which of you is Sandy?"

The future head of the Knights in the novel, even though he is a saint in the end, has been loyally following the Pope. He can be said to be a well-deserved number one younger brother. Of course, it is better to abduct such a competent subordinate as soon as possible.

Sandy heard the soft and ethereal voice of the Holy Son, and walked forward in disbelief, suppressing his frantic heartbeat, and said in a trembling voice: "Master Shengzi, is it me you are looking for? Sandy Sanrederica?"

Lucia secretly observed the child standing two meters away from him, with flaming red hair, delicate face and thin body, he did not look like a man who would become a holy man.

Sensing Lord Shengzi's gentle and scrutinizing eyes, Sandy quietly clenched his hands, felt the moisture in his palms, and let go of his hands again. Just when he was nervous and unbearable, a strand of blond hair appeared in front of his eyes. Feel the warm touch with a slight coolness on the forehead.

In order to further confirm his identity, Lucia walked up to the boy, stretched out his hand, and brushed away the red bangs on his forehead, and sure enough, he saw a somewhat hideous scar on his hairline.

After confirming her identity, Lucia happily withdrew her hand and asked expectantly, "Would you like to be my knight?"

He didn't get an answer, but after looking at it, he realized that the young man was still in a daze, and asked again with a smile: "Would you like to be my knight and guard the holy city with me?"

"Yes, I will. But..."

"Master Shengzi, he is not worthy to be your knight at all." Before Sandy finished speaking, he was interrupted by a young man rushing forward. The young man was stopped five meters away from Lucia by the priest and shouted loudly. shouted.

Lucia was a little angry, not because he was angry at the young man's rudeness, but because his younger brother was being scolded. This was absolutely unbearable, and he selectively forgot the fact that Sandy hadn't become his younger brother.

When Lucia was still An Zixuan, he was a super protective person. Anyone who was recognized by him, as long as he did not exceed his bottom line, he could tolerate you infinitely, and as long as you had conflicts with others, he would definitely be someone other than your parents. He is the first person who stands by your side without asking right or wrong, which is why so many people expect to be his friend.

Putting back the smile on his face, Lucia looked at the boy who spoke, and said in a cold voice, "Are you questioning the will of the God of Light?"

The young man was frightened by Lucia's words, and his face turned pale, but he insisted on defending, "No, it's impossible for a trash like Sandy to be a knight."

When the people around heard the boy's words, their eyes on Sandy changed instantly, showing a hint of contempt and sympathy.Sandy turned pale when he saw the boy come out, because it was his younger brother Al Sanrederica.

Feeling the eyes of the people around him, his hands and feet were even colder, and he lowered his head. He didn't want to see the disappointment or contempt in the eyes of Lord Shengzi.

Lucia saw Sandy bowing his head silently bearing the eyes of everyone standing beside him. Lucia glanced at the crowd indifferently, and finally his gaze stayed on Sandy, and he said in a firm voice: "Sandy, Sandy Dereka, he, will be a great Dharma saint!."

Sandy raised his head in disbelief, the sunlight behind Lucia seemed to cast a layer of divine light on him, his face against the light was somewhat blurred, but those blue eyes full of strength and confidence remained in his eyes forever. heart.

Many, many years later, when he recalled his life, he said to the world: "Only Your Majesty has firmly believed in a future that even I can't believe from the very beginning. trust, I have persisted all the way to today.”

"And you, my knight doesn't need such a rude person." Lucia turned around and said to the boy who was being suppressed by the priest, and asked the priest to take him out regardless of the boy's shouts.

Signaling Jocelyn to take Sandy with him, Lucia greeted the person in charge of the test, and led them away in a cool manner regardless of how much sensation he had just caused.

In fact, in the original book, Sandy was not selected as the Holy Light Knight this time, but after Lucia became the Pope, and occasionally went out to save Sandy's life, he swore allegiance to become a Holy Light Knight, and that At that time, his water magic talent had long been removed, and he was already a fire magician.

But Lucia felt that since he was his own sooner or later, why let him go through those hardships again, you must know that he was insulted and despised before he got rid of the talent of the water element in the book.

Looking back at Sandy behind her, Lucia felt that this kind of drama that had nothing to do with the protagonist could be a gorgeous cloud.

When Lucia secretly rejoiced at successfully accepting the number one younger brother, in an abandoned temple outside the holy city:

"Blind man, you dare to steal our territory." Three or five teenagers in messy clothes punched and kicked the emaciated child curled up in a corner, and even snatched the breadstick tightly guarded by the child in his arms. It can be seen that your pitiful appearance is quite pitiful, those women are not usually so generous."

After scolding for a long time, the teenagers felt a little bored seeing that the child was silent, so they just kicked two more feet and then left together cursing. Behind them, the child who had just been scolded for being blind opened his eyes. Abyss' black eyes stared at the backs of the leaving boys with deep hatred and resentment...