The Holy Maiden of Light Wants To Change Jobs

After unilaterally cutting off contact with the mysterious man that day, Sylvia stopped praying for two consecutive days, but kept reading the church books she brought out.

It’s a pity that she didn’t see a situation similar to her after turning around for a long time. Sylvia opened the curtain in frustration and planned to see the situation outside.

They haven’t stopped these days. The whole carriage is a magic prop. It doesn’t look big from the outside, but in fact, there are more than a dozen people lying on the side, and there are two rooms. Sylvia and Adonis sleep at night. Just one room.

And the carriage won’t be steep or shaken, it feels like it’s in your own room, and it doesn’t feel like you’re on the road at all.

But because of what Adonis said before, Sylvia didn’t look out the window.

The dozens of knights and priests were also like invisible people, never bothering them outside, only Daisy would come in and out occasionally.

I don’t know how they rest.

This time, she was really bored and finally couldn’t help being curious and gently opened the curtain.

In addition to the curtains, in addition to the knights and priests closely guarding the surrounding, what is even more magical is the scenery outside the window.

For example, one second she could see that there was a lot of snow outside the window, and the next second she opened it and the sun was shining brightly.

So, Sylvia, who had encountered such a miraculous thing for the first time, opened it, closed it, opened it again, like a child… and never got tired of it.

Adonis looked at Sylvia like this with some amusing, and he was still a child, no matter how smart he was, he couldn’t get rid of the limitation of age and knowledge.

“Silvia, what are you worried about?”

Adonis came out of prayer again, and saw Sylvia who was in a daze, the child’s mood became really fast.

As a bishop, he has also enlightened confused believers countless times, so he is very familiar with this kind of thing.

The special object is Sylvia.

During this time, he thought that he had figured out Sylvia’s temperament. He was smart and independent, and he was not suitable for coercion.

So he took all kinds of invisibility, and Adonis believed that Esilvia’s intelligence must be able to understand that he was born as a commoner and had no background.

Going to the Holy Land, where the Temple of Yas is her background, is a win-win.

“It’s nothing.” Sylvia shook her head, “Just getting to the Holy Land, I have some…”

This is probably Sylvia’s real emotion, and she doesn’t need to perform, she clearly shows her anxiety.

Adonis chuckled, “Silvia, the Holy Land is the closest place to my lord. As long as you believe in my lord wholeheartedly, you will get the most precious things there.”

Sylvia was still puzzled, “I don’t understand.”

Adonis spoke again, “Go, you’ll understand.”

“You have a powerful power of light, and you will definitely get the fastest improvement in the Holy Land. That’s why we didn’t teach you too much about the power of light before.”

“No other place knows how to use the power of light better than the Holy Land!”

When he said this, Adonis had an obsession on his face, an obsession with power and an obsession with faith.

Many people in the Guangming religion may have some small abacus in their hearts, but there is no doubt that everyone sincerely believes in the God of Guangming.

“Maybe I need to rely on Sylvia this time.” Adonis smiled and narrowed his eyes. He was not born during the last Holy Maiden election. Except this time, he only visited the Holy Land when he officially became a bishop. Stayed for three days.

However, in the past three days, his strength can be said to have undergone earth-shaking changes.

At that time, Adonis finally understood why so many high priests wanted to become bishops, because only bishops were qualified to go to the Holy Land.

If you don’t become a bishop, you will never understand what light is!

Unfortunately, there are differences between bishops and bishops. Some bishops can stay in the Holy Land for a long time, while others can only be scattered in various temples.

This time, he was able to **** Sylvia to the Holy Land, and it was because he was the first to discover this good seedling, so that the other two bishops who had crushed the other two girls could spit out a mouthful of blood.

Because of Sylvia’s concern, Adonis didn’t realize that she had not prayed for many days until she was about to arrive at the Holy Land, and most of his own mind had been sucked away by the Holy Land.

“Show the token, ten, nine, eight…”

Sylvia, who was in a daze, suddenly heard a mechanical voice ringing in her ears, so clear that she seemed to be talking right next to you.

She went to see Adonis for the first time, and Anze, who slept for nearly seven days, only woke up when she was “eating”, flew to Sylvia’s shoulder and stopped.

Fortunately, it’s not big now, although Sylvia felt that one shoulder was a little heavy, it was still acceptable.

I saw Adonis got up and took out something from his arms, and he quickly threw it out before Sylvia could see it clearly, and the countdown sound stopped at “five”.

“Silvia, welcome, come to my holy place.”

The curtain of the carriage was opened, and Adonis, who was standing against the light, stretched out his right hand towards Sylvia with a smile.

The golden hair shimmered in the light, as if from a lifetime.

At that moment, for some unknown reason, Sylvia suddenly had an illusion that Adonis at this time did not seem to be Adonis.

But soon, she was amused by her own thoughts. She didn’t know where this illusion came from. It must have been caused by staying home for too long.

Carefully lifted the corner of the robe with her left hand, and placed her right hand on the outstretched hand of Adonis. Sylvia was worthy of being praised by teachers from all walks of life.

She now has long golden hair flowing softly on her shoulders, and her fair complexion with a pale pink complexion looks like a pampered aristocratic lady.

The key is that temperament. It is hard to imagine that a little girl who is only ten years old has a similar feeling to the great God of Light.

All things are equal in her eyes, there is no distinction between the noble and the lowly, and there is no distinction between men and women.

People who were still skeptical of the news from the Yas Temple suddenly became 70% skeptical.

Such a person, given her a few more years of growth, must be a qualified saint.

“Adonis, long time no see.”

The moment Sylvia got off the station and stabilized, the carriage beside her disappeared, and the knight priests who came together also did not know where to go. Only Daisy followed Sylvia honestly, with her head down. Don’t dare to make any movement.

“Angele, long time no see.”

In the gap between Adonis and his friends greeting, Sylvia ignored her own eyes and first took a good look at this mysterious holy place.

It is said that it is also a place that all clergy yearn for the most. It is a great honor to come here once in one’s lifetime.

Like Daisy behind her, she could have this opportunity because of Sylvia’s light, but if Sylvia hadn’t become a saint, she was a maid, I’m afraid…

But don’t worry about these for now, Sylvia is amazed by the strange building in front of her.

A gorgeous palace suspended in mid-air without any supporting point.

Once again clearly felt that this is a magical world, Sylvia suddenly raised a little soul of the second.

Thinking about holding a staff and wearing a robe, it is a gorgeous magic when you wave it, and the wind blows through her long golden hair. It feels… quite exciting?

Looking away from the floating palace, Sylvia began to look at the three people in front of her, two men and one woman, all wearing white robes with red edges, so they were bishops like Adonis.

And they are all uniform blond and blue eyes, but in terms of appearance, Adonis is even better.

After saying hello, it was naturally time for Sylvia to appear.

Under the simple words of Adonis, Sylvia showed a standard noble lady smile, “Everyone, it’s nice to meet you, I’m Sylvia.”

After speaking, he nodded slightly, as if reserved and polite.

The three exchanged glances secretly, and looked at Ann on Sylvia’s shoulders, but they still greeted Sylvia enthusiastically, and the female bishop even took the initiative to step forward and seemed to want to. Talk to Sylvia closer.

Unfortunately, it was stopped by Adonis, and the reason he gave was very realistic.

They were tired from the journey and wanted to rest first.

Adonis said it so bluntly, caring about his identity, the three of them could only let go, and then stood in place and did not leave, watching them go away.

Sylvia could feel the scorching gaze behind her, but she was always used to such things as gaze, and followed Adonis on a strange road. The destination seemed to be the suspension palace.

At this time, Daisy followed behind the two like an invisible person, just because she lowered her head, a trace of complexity and excitement flashed in her eyes that couldn’t see her expression.

Holy Land, she finally arrived at Holy Land.

The road was quiet, save for the occasional sound they made as they walked.

On both sides of the road are neat golden-leaf trees, which are said to be the favorite plants of the God of Light. As the name suggests, the leaves are golden.

When the whole piece of such a tree is together, it gives a feeling that autumn has arrived.

“This road is to check whether people who come to the Holy Land are infidels.”

Suddenly, Adonis said, “Every time you come to the Holy Land, you have to walk again.”

Sylvia was not shocked by the sudden sound, but nodded earnestly, indicating that she had listened, and that she was here, and it was too late to have any questions.

“Silvia, if you can become a saint, that is your glory.”

Adonis pointed to the very tip of the floating palace in the distance, his eyes full of enthusiasm.

There are two towers juxtaposed there, and it is also the highest point in the entire palace.

Although he didn’t know why he was saying this here, Sylvia still showed a smile, a smile that seemed to be measured and carved with a ruler.

“Of course, my friend.”

“I will naturally keep the glory that belongs to us.”

The two pairs of blue eyes met, and probably only they themselves knew the churning emotions in their eyes.

[Entering the Holy Land, light value +3]