Quick Pass: Raiders That Man

The abstinence room is dark and made of special materials. Even the sound will be absorbed by the building in an instant, turning into a silent silence.

And in such darkness, the shimmering particles lingering around the God of Light dutifully illuminated the master's expression in Feng Yun's eyes.

"Stop making trouble." Ai Ze finally made up his mind to push the biting pup away, even seeing the hurt expression on the boy's face, he didn't soften his heart.

Feng Yun was very sensible and didn't make further progress. He sat on the bed and corrected him seriously: "I'm not making trouble, I'm just talking to you..."

He recalled the words of the mercenaries, "It's just flirting, that's right."

"You're still too young." Ai Ze reached out and touched Feng Yun's forehead, then his hand was pulled and pulled to his cheek.

Feng Yun laughed, and his tone was quite proud and showing off, "It's not small, none of them can compare to me in the public bathhouse."

The god closed his eyes fiercely, thinking that maybe he should ask the Pope to turn the bathhouse into a single room for one person.

But an oracle like that is just too weird.

"By the way, this is for you." Seeing that the God of Light did not speak, Feng Yun took out a golden gemstone from the pocket of the knight's daily military uniform, "Not as beautiful as your eyes, but this is a spoil I won. "

"You have given me a lot of spoils." The God of Light reached out to take the gems, "Those things are useless to me."

"But you still take them and put them away, don't you?"

"It sounds like you know me well."

Feng Yun narrowed his eyes, and hugged his god tightly again.

The lips moved to the ear of the God of Light, and said softly but firmly: "I also know that you are very happy now, after what I did to you, you are still very happy."

"I can't be angry with you." The God of Light replied sincerely.

"And did you like those things? I mean last night and today, and even after..."

Feng Yun's hand moved down along the shoulder of the God of Light, across the collarbone, chest, waist and abdomen through a layer of extremely thin and comfortable fabric...

Suddenly, he asked a subtle question, "Have you read the book I gave you yesterday?"

It is rare for the God of Light to have the idea of ​​lying, but when the words came to his lips, he still admitted dryly, "I have read it, but I haven't finished it."

"That's enough. Maybe you haven't done that kind of thing before, but I will definitely do it to you."

Feng Yun asked bluntly: "We will get to know each other better in the future, won't you be angry with me?"

The God of Light fell silent, as if he was thinking and imagining, his long eyelashes were trembling slightly, and his heart was not as calm and indifferent as it appeared on the surface.

Feng Yun didn't urge, but just followed his own mind, stroking every place that should be touched with his hands, leaning on the shoulder of the god, and let out a contented sigh.

After an unknown amount of time passed, Feng Yun heard a satisfactory answer.

"I can't be angry with you..." There was some inconceivability in the god's voice, even he couldn't understand why he would indulge such a rebellious believer so much.

But soon he added, "But you are too young now, at least you have to wait until you become an adult."

"It's because I'm too young. I'm not young in other respects. It's not like you haven't seen it before."

Feng Yun muttered, "As long as you are an adult, be an adult. Although three years is a long time, I can afford to wait."

The god didn't answer, but just sat there quietly, letting his hands caress all the places through the cloth.

He would occasionally make some noises, and he didn't open his mouth until the time was almost up, "Okay...cough, okay, you've already exceeded the rules."

"Will you still respond to me tomorrow?" Feng Yun accepted it.

He quickly distanced himself from the god, and then asked expectantly.

"No, I won't come again this month."

"what?"

The body of the God of Light gradually dissipated, leaving only the last unfinished sentence echoing in the air.

"This month is your abstinence period."

Feng Yun opened his eyes wide, but the hand he wanted to hold back only caught a scattered spot of light in the end. He knelt on the bed, feeling as if he was being "thrown away after use" for some reason.

What, what, what is this!

Feng Yun opened his mouth, but in the end no sound came out.

He felt that no matter what, the God of Light would definitely respond to him tomorrow.

But unfortunately, after tossing and turning all night and unable to fall asleep peacefully, Feng Yun got up early the next morning and tried to contact the God of Light.

And the ring was silent, without any response.

Time seemed to be a useless concept in this dark place, and he didn't know how long he had been in it.

This abstinence might have turned into a form of torture to punish heretics, had it not been for the delivery of a meal every day.

He didn't contact the God of Light again until the period of abstinence expired, the door of the room was opened, and strong and dazzling light came in from the outside world.

Feng Yun blocked his eyes, but was still stabbed by the light so that physiological tears gushed out.

"How do you feel?" Wells' gloating voice sounded not far above his head, "I was as embarrassed as you were back then."

"I'm not embarrassed." Feng Yun muttered dissatisfied, and then quickly dodged the slap that was coming and was about to fall on the head.

"The reaction is quick." Wells sneered, "Okay, haven't you gotten used to it yet?"

"I'm used to it." Feng Yun put down his hands, "Let's go..."

After taking a shower and eating, leaving all mental exhaustion behind, Feng Yun and the other trainee knights stood on the training ground in silver armor.

The pope looked at them, his voice was deep and deep, with the wisdom unique to the pope.

"My dear knights, congratulations for passing the final test. Unfortunately, there are still three knights who have not passed the final test during this period..."

"Finally, I hope that all of you will keep in mind the teachings of the Holy Light and the expectations of the God of Light for you... The above is disbanded."

"Feng Yun, you stay."

When the knights who had been holding Feng Yun's shoulders heard what the Pope said, they immediately let go of the former's shoulders and exchanged meaningful glances with each other.

"Let's go first." The knights left.

Only Pope and Feng Yun were left on the training ground.

"Is there something for you to keep me? His Majesty the Pope."

"Follow me." The pope took a deep look at Feng Yun, then turned around and walked towards the temple.

Feng Yun followed with strides, and his iron boots stepped on the ground, making a uniform sound.

The two came to an ordinary prayer room, and the knights on both sides opened the door.

In the room, the man sitting on the bench in the prayer room stood up and slowly turned around with his back to the door.

Feng Yun opened his eyes slightly, "You..."

"This..." The pope's voice and Feng Yun's voice sounded at the same time.

The Pope paused, "Feng Yun, do you know this gentleman?"

"No, I just fell in love with him at first sight." Feng Yun lowered his head respectfully, but his ears hidden under his black hair turned red in an instant.

The Pope didn't pay attention to so many details, he nodded slightly, showing a kind and warm smile, "It's like old friends at first sight, it sounds very good."

"Your Majesty, this is..."

"This is Yu Mo, Priest Yu Mo."

The Pope introduced the black-haired man in the room, "He will be the teacher who will teach you your studies and church governance knowledge in the next three years. It is me from..."

Speaking of this, the Pope was slightly in a daze, where did he recruit people?

Before he could figure it out, he threw the question behind him, it wasn't important, it wasn't important.

"You guys get to know each other."

"Feng Yun, right?" The young priest walked up to Feng Yun who was still in a daze, his light brown eyes reflected Feng Yun's slightly astonished expression, "I..."

Before he could finish speaking, an arm hugged his waist tightly.

The trainee knight's hard and cold arm guards were stuck on his lower back, and the front of his body was also clinging to the armor.

Feng Yun held the god's waist with one hand, and held his own knight helmet with the other. He lowered his voice with a hint of a smile, "It's my honor to be taught by you, Teacher Yu Mo."

The God of Light sighed and reminded: "This armor is a little too hard, it's not comfortable."

"Sorry, I'm so happy." Feng Yun let go of his hand, and took the initiative to take a step back to distance himself.

The aged pope blinked his cloudy eyes, his expression a little dazed.Soon, after the two separated, his expression became clear again.

"It seems that you already know each other, um... What did I say just now, people tend to forget things when they are old."

"Your Majesty, my elementary courses should be over." Feng Yun reminded.

"Yes, yes, although your elementary courses are over, those courses with the apprentice knights are just scratching the surface. When you become an adult, you will take over the Scepter of Holy Light from me, the Holy See, and the future. The mission of the Holy Light to push further."

The pope smiled, reached out and patted Feng Yun's shoulder armor, his voice was full of emotion.

"Look, you have grown up so much, I am so proud of you my child... Time always flies, in the blink of an eye, I am about to go to the kingdom of the Lord, and you are about to become mine successor."

"It's too early to say these things now, the Temple of Light needs you, isn't it?" Feng Yun's eyes were slightly complicated.

He watched the Pope shake his aged head.

"No, child, the temple doesn't need an old guy who has lost all energy. To put it bluntly, child, I know that the Temple of Light is no longer as holy and clean as it used to be."

"Greedy and desire-corroded guys are staining the pure white clothes of the God of Light. I am powerless to reform, but you can. You are very young, and you have stronger talents and strength than me."

The pope's scepter of holy light hit the ground heavily, making a dull sound.

"Son, do you believe in our god devoutly?"

Feng Yun's right hand was neatly placed on his left chest, and his voice was extremely serious.

"Of course, I will always be the most devout believer of the God of Light, and I am willing to fight for him until the end of my life and soul."

A faint holy light lit up behind Feng Yun, turning into dots of light and surrounding the body of the man beside him.

The God of Light, who was born from the beliefs gathered by human beings, and became stronger because of the accumulation of beliefs, slightly opened his eyes, surprised by the beliefs that are so pure that there is no impurity in these rays of light.

He actually discovered only now that the power brought by this child's faith was even stronger than the voice of faith in an entire temple.

The pope also felt the strong power of holy light surrounding the body of the young knight in front of him.

He nodded in satisfaction, and said: "Very well, my child, here I want to tell you that I don't have much time, but before that, I will spare no effort to train you."

"Until the last moment of my life... break and stand up cough cough cough cough cough cough..."

Maybe it was because he was too excited, or maybe he was too disappointed with the current Temple of Light, the old pope who devoutly believed in the God of Light coughed violently.

His body was hunched, and with Feng Yun's quick support, and after the God of Light used his power, he slowly felt better.

"Son, don't let my Lord be dusted."

The Pope patted Feng Yun's arm that supported him, stood up straight and then nodded to Priest Yumo, "Then, I won't bother you, let's get to know each other well, young people always have a lot to say."

He walked slowly out of the room.

The god suddenly let go of the disguise, the blond hair was windless, and the light brown eyes slowly turned into pure gold. He said, "Your Majesty, is it worth it?"

The aged pope turned around slowly, and for a moment seemed to see the god he believed in.

There was a faint smile on his face, as if recalling that when he was very young, he was robbed of the last bit of food in a dark alley.

When he was in a daze, he saw a young nun with blond hair and shawl gently sharing the food in the basket with him.

After eating the dry bread, he followed the other party to the only light god church in a remote town.

"My child, it is the God of Light who protects us piously..." the nun said to him.

Although this church is really small, so small that even the priest's food is only dry bread.

The Pope walked out the door again, and his pious and solemn voice echoed in the room.

"I heard it in the morning... I can die in the evening."

He would never know that he was so close to the god he believed in.

Feng Yun stared at the back of the Pope for a long time. He didn't laugh until the door was closed, "I know that the temple is corrupt now."

Holy water that can only be used by nobles, expensive atonement and prayer money, priests and knights' contempt for common people, pursuit of power and wealth.

"I can't interfere with human affairs." The god said slowly, "Only pious people can hear the oracle, but more people are not pious."

"I know, I understand."

Feng Yun put the helmet he had been holding on his head again, then knelt in front of the god on one knee, holding the long sword in both hands, and lowered his head deeply, making a perfect and standard knight's allegiance posture.

"In the name of a knight, I am worthy of the teachings of the Holy Light and the gods I believe in...I swear that I will never change my love until death."