The daily life of the villain and the protagonist [Quick Transmigration]

"John, what are you doing so fast?"

A tall brown-haired boy grabbed the running boy with quick eyesight and quick hands.

The boy named John was wearing a tattered leather hat, his dark blond hair protruding out of the hat in a mess, and the freckles and dust on his face made him look a bit sloppy.

Based on the fear of the tall boy, although John was anxious, he still patiently explained: "Fred, today is the coronation ceremony of the Holy Lady of the Temple of Light, and the temple has prepared free holy water and white bread..."

Hearing the free white bread and holy water, Fred's eyes lit up, not to mention the deliciousness of the white bread, if he could snatch it, no, get a little holy water, and then sell it to the second-hand dealer on the street corner, this year's winter coat There is.

"Where to get it? Take me with you!"

Fred stared fiercely at John, the blond boy who was known as the "rat" because he was well-informed and could always find something to eat among the vagrants.

John looked at him fearfully, knowing in his heart that even if he took Fred with him, most of the things he got would be snatched away, but he didn't dare to resist Fred, who was used to domineering among the vagrants because of his tall stature. Ryder could only lead the way with his mouth curled up aggrieved.

Perhaps because of the arrival of the coronation ceremony, there are more people on the street today.

As the holy city where the headquarters of the Temple of Light is located, almost most of the people in this city are believers of the God of Light. In order to participate in the rare grand ceremony of the Temple, the residents put on their most decent clothes, with expectant smiles on their faces , Spontaneously walked to the main road.

According to the usual practice, after the coronation ceremony, the saint will parade the whole city in a float.

The barefoot flower girls carried flower baskets in their hands, and shuttled through the crowd deftly with their small figures. They had happy smiles on their faces. People who participated in the celebration did not hesitate to buy one or two flower baskets today. Flowers, which undoubtedly took great care of their business.

John led Fred through the crowd and came to the gate of the Temple of Light.

The magnificent palace is supported by huge white columns, and the silver-white gate is more than ten meters high, making the temple look as majestic as a real god.

Around the temple, there is a circle of temple guards. They wear silver armor, helmets of the same color, white feathers on top, guns in their hands, heads held high, and they patrol in a neat queue.

The two half-grown children looked at the majestic guards of the Temple of Light from a distance, and at the same time showed a trace of fear and envy in their complex eyes.

Fred whispered, "What did you bring me here for?"

John also whispered: "Do you remember Larry, he was selected into the choir of the temple. He told me that after the coronation ceremony, the Holy Lady will personally distribute bread and holy water to the common people at the gate of the temple. Now we are standing in the front row, and we will run over as soon as the meeting starts, and we will definitely get what the saintess gave us."

Fred showed joy on his face, stretched out his hand and patted John's head, and exclaimed: "Okay, John, you are really smart."

It was rare for John to see Fred being gentle with him, and he felt a little flattered when he touched the head that was patted.

The two children endured hunger and waited at the gate of the temple hungry.

Finally, the heavy temple door opened.

The silver-white door inlaid with precious stones slowly opened, and the nuns and priests in white robes walked out first.

They looked solemn, and each had an outstanding appearance and temperament.

In the middle is a group of blond-haired, rosy-faced, cute-looking teenagers and girls. They carry silver flower baskets in one hand and sprinkle white and yellow petals in the other.

After the group of teenagers and girls passed by, John and Fred finally saw today's protagonist, Mrs. Saintess.

She has long hair that is as shiny and smooth as silver moonlight, pressed by a silver laurel wreath inlaid with transparent magic spar, neatly scattered behind her.

Her blue eyes are as clear and pure as the sky, and her fair to transparent skin seems to have a halo in the sun. The earrings and necklaces of the same style as the laurel wreath, although gorgeous and dazzling, can only be reduced to her appearance. foil.

The gorgeous dress mainly in white and gold added a touch of sacredness to her.

The salute was fired, colorful magic fireworks bloomed over the Temple of Light, and sacred music sounded.

Fred didn't appreciate the rare magical fireworks as usual, he just watched the saint walking slowly along the red carpet that had already been laid.

"Hurry up, Lady Saint is going to start sending things."

John saw the saint standing still, and the priest brought baskets of bread and holy water, his face flushed with excitement.

Turning around, he saw that Fred was still staring at the saint closely, looking out of his mind.

He anxiously slapped Fred, "Why are you still standing there, let's go."

Only then did Fred come to his senses. He looked at the Holy Lady who was preparing the holy water and bread, and then looked down at his tattered clothes and dirty hands. He rarely felt a trace of inferiority and embarrassment.

"I……"

He dared not come forward.

Fred couldn't help thinking, what if the Holy Lady dislikes me as a vagrant and refuses to give me holy water and bread.

Just thinking that the beautiful blue eyes of the Holy Maiden might show dislike for him, his heart tightened up and down.

"Let's go."

John, who only had bread and holy water in his mind, didn't know Fred's complicated mental activities. He dragged the hesitant boy and ran towards the direction of the saint.

Fred was half-pushed and dragged into the queue for receiving food.

The line became shorter and shorter, and as he got closer to the Holy Lady, Fred's heart beat violently.

When it was finally his turn, Fred lowered his head, his nervous hands trembling slightly.

"May the light shine upon you, child."

The saint said softly, and handed you Fred the bread and a small bottle of holy water.

God, she has such a nice voice.

Fred, who bowed his head, was a little dizzy thinking.

He couldn't restrain the impulse in his heart, raised his head, and saw a thrilling face.

Seen from a close distance, the Saintess's appearance is more dazzling than that seen from a distance before, and the long eyelashes flutter like a small fan, fanning Fred's heart.

He felt that the saint had a nice smell, not an ordinary powder or perfume, but as fresh as sunshine.

Fred was immersed in his own thoughts, and he froze in place, holding the bread and holy water and watching the Holy Maiden stunned.

The guard of light on the side has looked over with a bad expression, and some people in the team seem to have objections.

The Holy Maiden smiled suddenly, and she gently reminded: "You should leave."

Fred woke up with a start. Facing the vigilant eyes of the light guards, he suddenly had the courage he didn't know where he came from, and said loudly, "My lord, my name is Fred."

His face was flushed, but he said in the firmest voice that he didn't even believe it, "One day, I will walk in front of you again."

The people around were taken aback for a moment, and then laughed loudly.

Amidst the laughter, Fred ignored the reactions of the others, but fixedly looked at the saint, expecting the saint's reaction.

Sure enough, the Holy Maiden didn't feel that he was overreaching at all, she looked at him with gentle eyes, "Okay, I'll wait for that day."

She believes in me!Fred's heart was like a magical firework that had just exploded, and an inexplicable shock reverberated in his chest.

He nodded heavily, and ran away happily.

Fred ran into the alley in one breath, panting heavily, but everything that happened just now echoed in his mind.

God, did I really say that to the Holy Maiden?

Lady Saint, she is so gentle.

Fred felt his heart was in a mess, and the expression on his face also changed according to his mood, sometimes giggling, sometimes depressed, and sometimes worrying about gains and losses.

John looked at the "abnormal" Fred in fear in the corner. He left the team before Fred, and left after receiving the things. He didn't see the scene where Fred confessed to the saint. I don't know why he did this.

After observing from the sidelines for a long time, John mustered up the courage to walk up to Fred.

He held up the remaining two-thirds of the white bread and the still holy water, and said nervously, "Fred, that's all that's left. I haven't eaten all day, and I'm really hungry..."

"Don't give it to me."

Fred interrupted him, not listening to John's next explanation.

There was a happy smile on his face, and there seemed to be hope in his eyes.

"You don't need to make offerings in the future," he said seriously, "I'm going to go to the church school of the temple. If I can pass the exam, I will have the opportunity to become the light guard of the temple."

John looked at him in surprise, "Didn't you say that there are all slaves of the temple, and if you go there, you will lose your freedom?"

He still clearly remembered the disdain in Fred's tone when he talked about those people in the missionary school.

Fred blushed, and couldn't admit that he said that out of jealousy.

He interrupted roughly: "Now I want to go!"

Seeing that he was angry, John closed his mouth in a very sensible manner, and said dryly: "Okay, then I wish you success."

Fred was immersed in his excitement, and happily patted him on the shoulder, "If I really choose, I will definitely not forget everyone."

Looking at Fred's disappearing figure, John touched his head in doubt, "What's wrong with him?"

At this time, Su Yi didn't know that there was a young man who changed his destiny because of him, but fell into a situation where he had nothing to love.

Dressed in a splendid attire, she stood on a float decorated with flowers and veils, surrounded by the guards of light and priests, receiving the blessings of all the residents of the holy city.

The residents stood by the road with their families together, looking at Su Yi on the float. Every time he smiled and waved, everyone cheered excitedly.

Many residents who bought flowers threw them on the floats to express their love for the saint.

On the surface, Su Yi maintained the appearance that a saint should have, dignified, elegant, and approachable, but his heart was broken.

He didn't want to stand here like a rare animal and accept everyone's onlookers.

In particular, he has excellent hearing and can clearly hear everyone's praise for him.

"My lady saint is so beautiful!"

"My lady saint is so dignified."

"Mom, I want to be as beautiful as the saint when I grow up..."

Su Yi looked up at the sky, showing a loveless look in his eyes.

"What is the saint doing?"

"Uh, I'm probably praying to the God of Light..."