Chapter 315 The Son of God and the Witch's Joint Lover

No matter how flooded outside the guild, there was still peace inside the guild.

"Mr. Ansu, you are causing trouble again."

Seeing the judges being restrained repeatedly by Ansu, Luojia Fast whispered in Ansu's ears.

"Miss Luojia, this is not mischief, but love." Ansu spoke righteously, with only seriousness in his navy blue eyes, "That uncle said that they like to meet me."

"And why are you wearing a veil again."

Miss Luojia put on a snow-white veil again. She didn't want others to see her cheeks.

But Ansu could still feel Miss Luojia's position. She was not far or near from him, gently tiptoeing, her cheek lying on the young man's shoulder, her thin cherry-like lips slightly open, He spoke softly into Ansu's ear.

In the magic transmission, the others could not hear their inner voice exchanges.

"Mr. Ansu, no one likes to meet you every day, unless he is mentally abnormal."

"What about you?" Ansu tilted his head.

"My brain is not normal." The little witch also tilted her head and spoke matter-of-factly, "Don't you call me an 'idiot saint' every day?"

Ansu let out a long sigh. Luojia in the witch form was not at the same level as Luojia in the saint form. She was too courageous. Ansu, who was born with restraint, was even scarier than Enya.

The maid lady is just a pure lower head. Ansu has already had physical resistance, but Luojia is the lower head after contrast. The contrast lower head can also be called the upper head. Without Bai Luojia's pure foil, Hei Luojia would not be able to From above, the contrast is so terrifying.

Ansu hasn't developed magic resistance in this area yet.

He really regretted using the reverse Pope on Luojia. This reversed state would continue for a whole day, which was really bad.

She showed a triumphant smile, gently lifted the hem of the snow-white white gauze skirt, her center of gravity was slightly downward, and performed a lady's etiquette. Ansu was now sure that it was white gauze, and the snow-white texture of the fabric was slightly transparent. The yellow sunshine of autumn rubbed the delicate and white skin and made a pleasant rustling sound. The little witch smiled and said,

"So it doesn't matter if you mess with me all day."

"I said it wasn't mischief, it was love." Ansu shook his head.

"Oh, yes, you call it love." Luo Jia nodded, "So it doesn't matter if you spend the whole day."

What the hell are you talking about!

".I recorded it for you, Miss Luojia."

Ansu was silent for a long time, and then took out the small recording staff that had been turned on from his pocket. He had already prepared countermeasures - "When the effect of your crown is over, when today is over, I will do it again." Let’s play it for you.”

Just wait for the society to die.

Ansu showed a kind and gentle smile. He could already imagine the wonderful sight of the innocent little saint, blushing with shame and steaming like an ostrich, curling up in the bed and rolling around in the bed. This is something that can be seen even after decades. He woke up suddenly in the middle of the night and slapped himself.

"Oh, recording." The witch was not very scared. She stared at Ansu with a half-smile, "I have one too."

‘You are enough now’

‘When I look at the sunset in heaven, I think I’m looking at your face. But you are more beautiful than my sunset in heaven. ’

Ansu's expression froze, damn you.

"Mr. Ansu, you don't want to be heard by you one day later. I want to play it repeatedly near your home."

Luo Jia tilted her head and bit Ansu's ear, "You don't want your father and friends to know about it, right?"

To be insulted.

Despicable woman, she actually uses the same moves as me.

The corners of Ansu's mouth twitched slightly. As a blessed son, Ansu was an honest Ansu and didn't like to lie - especially in front of Luojia Fast. This was Ansu's only weakness.

"You win, Miss Luojia." Ansu sighed and raised his hands to express surrender, "Delete it, I don't care, but I'm afraid that my brothers Liszt and Arthur will break the defense, so don't do it badly. "

"Mr. Ansu, I am not causing trouble." The little witch shook her head. She deliberately imitated Ansu's tone, her snow-white eyes full of seriousness, "This is called love."

"A good learner, and only half of it." Ansu's face was full of black lines, "The uncle said that they like to meet me. Did I say these things to Miss Luojia?"

"Mr. Ansu, although you never said -"

"But I also know that you said so in your heart."

The witch was not annoyed either. She let go of Ansu's collar, took a step back slightly, and carried the slender white Rouyi behind her back. Her long snow-white hair was slightly raised in the air.

She stretched out her white index finger to lift up a corner of the white gauze, and gently tapped it in front of her thin lips. In this semi-shield, only Ansu could glimpse the girl's smile at that moment. It was a smile that belonged to a witch. The smile is a little cunning, a little malicious, a little happy, and mixed with a spoonful of warm-toned ambiguous autumn light, like candied candy melting in the afternoon, the pure white pupils are shining brightly, Reflected on the boy's face.

"You like seeing me too, don't you?"

Time seemed to have stopped at this moment, everything became quiet, even the autumn light stopped flowing, and the witch could only be heard whispering,

"Please tell me honestly, Mr. Ansu."

The rain outside the window seemed to have stopped, but Ansu was sweating profusely. He couldn't lie now.

But he saw that Luojia Fast's recording staff was still open.

This bad woman is waiting to humiliate him tomorrow.

Just at this moment, perhaps because the judges outside had waited too long, a command came from outside the door, "Don't worry about the Magic Guild, go in and capture Ansu directly", and Ansu was relieved.

Compared with the peak match against the little witch Luojia, it was easier to fight against this group of saint brothers.

As the door of the Magic Guild was blown open, the royal knights and judges who had been waiting for a long time rushed in, and the dark military boots and holy white iron hooves stepped on the magic stone floor of the guild at the same time, making a dull and uniform roar.

The deacons on duty in front of the door quickly stopped the uninvited guests. They all showed anger and shouted loudly, "This is the land of God", but were pressed to the side by the soldiers of the Knights.

"The Empire has negotiated with the upper echelons of the Church, gentlemen."

Judge Ake walked past the deacon calmly, with no fluctuations in his tone.

His robe dragged on the ground, and the golden kite pattern exuded a sacred glow. The alchemical sword had also been ignited, creating golden magic fluctuations in the air and dragging out flames.

"As long as you don't step into the heaven on the tenth floor, it doesn't count as invading the 'land of God.'" He said calmly.

All the saints of the Church present showed angry expressions.

Since the establishment of the Magic Guild, the Empire's army has never set foot in the Guild. The Magic Guild carries the Heaven above it, which is itself the border between the Heaven and the world, but now the judge said that they have obtained authorization to step into the border and arrest people at will.

There is no doubt that this is a blatant provocation and blasphemy!

Ansu narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing an interested expression. He had long known that there were problems with the high-level officials of the Church. The fact that the judges were authorized this time might be the work of a certain adult.

"This should be the last time we meet again."

Ansu couldn't run to the tenth floor and return to heaven in an instant.

Lowly bastard, your mean and despicable little cleverness is meaningless and will only dig your own grave.

In Yake's opinion, Ansu couldn't explain the scam he had done last night, so he deliberately delayed time at the door.

Yake looked at Ansu with a smile. His anger that had been suppressed for a whole night was finally released. "Ansu Morningstar, why don't you run away?"

"Now, come back to the bureau with us." He sneered, "You despicable cursed child."

But to the surprise of Chief Judge Yake, the heretic in front of him did not show any hatred or panic. Until this moment, the boy still had a calm face, and there was only kindness in his dark blue eyes. Looking at Yake was like looking at his own family.

You're just in time, Ansu smiled gratefully at him.

Until this moment, even though he was so close, Yak still couldn't see through the boy's false disguise,

He was obviously a master in this area.

This only shows that the boy in front of him was not pretending, and this appearance was his nature.

Despite this, Yak felt cold, the cold and darkness from the depths of his soul. This feeling did not come from Ansu, but from behind Ansu, as if there was a strong malice that condensed into substance, as if there was a pair of empty and empty pale eyes, just staring coldly at Judge Yak.

Is it an illusion?

Although he had judged countless villains, Yak had never experienced such malice, as if that was darkness itself.

Although he was very grateful to Mr. Yak, Ansu knew that Mr. Yak was going to suffer this time.

——The little witch who was interrupted was very unhappy.

"Mr. Ansu." Luo Jia whispered in Ansu's ear, "Let's kill him."

Ansu sighed lightly, you are too extreme.

He thought this uncle was quite interesting. He didn't kill people, just a ligature would be fine.

"Come back to the bureau with us."

Inquisitor Yak no longer paid attention to the empty gaze. He dragged the flame of the alchemical sword and pressed directly in front of Ansu.

"-Or accept the trial here."

"Prove to me that you are not dark!" He laughed playfully, "Prove to me"

All the saints who were watching exclaimed. They looked at the sword light placed in front of Ansu's neck. If blood was drawn in the Magic Guild, the contradictions in the empire would be further expanded.

Because Ansu is also a member of the Magic Guild!

Crazy, completely crazy.

The priests have no idea what the higher-ups are thinking. This will only make the chaos in the empire reach the maximum!

As Chief Judge Yak drew his sword, the judges behind him also drew their scabbards, which seemed to trigger a chain reaction. The Order Knights on duty in the Magic Guild all stood up and confronted each other, and the magic fluctuations of the law ignited in the room like flowing water;

In the distance, the hired knights of the Morning Star Family also received internal signals. Their young master was stopped in the Magic Guild, and they all mutinied instantly, broke through the blockade of St. Peter Street, and stared at the thousands of royal knights outside.

It seemed that the war would break out in the next moment.

As the party involved, Ansu Morningstar, he raised his head and smiled. Although Bishop Yak's alchemical sword was already against his neck, he did not show any fear.

He raised his head, and his eyes were filled with the purest kindness, but this time, he was not looking at Yak, but behind him.

In a place that no one could notice.

Bits and pieces of cold sweat.

It slipped from the forehead of Judge Yak.

Yak didn't know when it appeared behind him, let alone what kind of existence it was. The shield of the God of Law was enough to spare the saint's perception. He only knew that the substantial malice and weirdness was behind him. As long as he If the blade of his sword moves forward an inch more, or if he says one more word to Ansu, the malice will devour him first.

Because as a saint, Yak's intuition told him that there were two invisible blades hanging from his neck.

"Your Majesty Yake."

Ansu still has that innocent smile, and there is only kindness in his navy blue eyes. He is a well-behaved and good boy who knows good manners. "You ask for proof of my brilliance, so I will prove it to you."

This is something that no one expected. Not only the Judgment Knights and Saints, but also Ansu's two eldest sons, Liszt and Arthur, also showed suspicious eyes. Boss Ansu, We know best whether you are black or not. What are you trying to prove?

Only Yak felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart.

Then, in the next moment, he widened his eyes and looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief——

The young man gently raised his hand.

The rain outside the floor-to-ceiling windows has stopped, the wind has stopped blowing, the autumn-leaf sycamores on both sides of the courtyard no longer cry, and even the Maria River no longer has sparkling microwaves, only the warm white reflection The sky and the sea of ​​light blue clouds are as clear as blue after the heavy rain, and the yellowing autumn light has been washed into orange and white by the rising sun.

Washed into the color of holy light.

Everyone stopped breathing.

The scene before them told them that last night's ceremony was true and not a lie.

Yake saw the sky-blocking holy light coming from the dome, making every mosaic glass of the Magic Guild play different colors; he felt the sacred chants playing in his ears, and the deathly silence of the cold night in the imperial capital was filled with musical notes. Filled up, he saw that every inch of the young man's skin in front of him was shining with radiance, and the long gray hair that was raised was like light, spreading the radiance of a favored person around wantonly.

As if holding the power of the world.

Yake has seen it before, he has seen this scene before. After all, he is also one of the branches of the Jin Yuan royal family and has part of the royal bloodline, and this is the source of all Jin Yuan bloodline——

That is the child blessed by light: [The Son of Blessing]

Can a child be cursed and blessed at the same time?

If this fact is leaked out, the class contradictions in the entire empire will fall to the most acute point, and the entire society will fall into unprecedented chaos or, in other words, change.

Yake couldn't understand it, but this scene had truly appeared in front of him. He could only shudder, his shoulders were shaking slightly, and his back was covered with sweat.

In any case, if Ansu is also a blessed son, then he will undoubtedly be selected as the Holy Son of the Holy See.

The blessed son can definitely complete the coronation ceremony alone.

"The Goddess of Glory——" Ansu whispered in Yake's ear, "sterilize."

Something was lost, something precious was gone forever, taken away from Yak.

What Yake is most proud of in his life is his bloodline. He constantly expels and judges heretics, and kills those dirty babies or teenagers, just to ensure the purity of the bloodline of the people of the empire, but he has lost the ability to reproduce his noble bloodline. .

This is Ansu's great love. As long as he doesn't give birth to children, the children will never become heretics.

Moreover, whenever reproduction occurs, the bloodline will always become more complex.

But as long as you don't have children, that's fine.

"Do you believe me now?" Ansu whispered in Yake's ear.

".I believe you, Your Majesty the Morning Star."

Yak took a deep breath. Life is more important than blood inheritance. "So, can you let go of the two invisible sword blades around my neck?"

"Yeah." Ansu Ruzi nodded docilely, but immediately he noticed something was wrong, "Two handles?"

One handle is the little witch Luojia, and the other handle is

It was able to deceive the saint's perception, even Ansu's soul, and was even stronger than the shielding magic of Merlin, the God of Magic.

Among the people Ansu knew, that was the only one.

The young man watched his shadow gently disturb, and he fell into a long silence.

When did it come?

Ansu was also sweating profusely.

He only cares about one question now, when did Miss Enya come? It was when the inquisitor took action.

——Or was it earlier?