Chapter 164: Angel Reborn
"I think, since you're familiar with the angel, it's highly likely that you were a reincarnate in your past life! Because you were too mischievous and offended the gods, the all-powerful and merciful God had you reincarnated here!" The Pope speculated slowly.
"Am I the reincarnation of an angel?" The frustration in my heart! I'm so angry that I want to pluck out all the feathers of those bird people, how could I possibly have a connection with them? This Pope's imagination is truly astonishing! However, at this point, I can only curse in my heart and pretend to agree with him on the surface. Otherwise, I couldn't just tell him: "I'm actually a wanted fugitive of the angel!"
"Not bad! You're absolutely right!" The Pope suddenly became excited and said, "You see how mischievous you are, even daring to smash my papal palace. It's clear that in the heavenly realm, you were an existence that made all the gods headache!"
"But what does this have to do with whether I'm an angel or not?" Poor Dao asked curiously!
"What a great connection!" The Pope explained with an air of self-importance: "You see, if you weren't the reincarnation of an angel, or had some great deity protecting you, how could you have caused so much trouble and yet not suffered any consequences?"
"It seems there's indeed some truth to it!" The poor Daoist sighed with a bitter smile!
"And you, how did you manage to knock out the guards on the rooftop with such ease at such a young age? Those who are able to stand watch in that important position are all carefully selected experts! But even now, they still don't know who knocked them out!" The Pope said: "It seems that you still retain some of the skills of an angel!"
"Is it?" The poor Taoist saw him so affirmative and didn't dare to casually deny it anymore!
"And also your wisdom, it's really astonishing!" The Pope praised: "The Berserkers you trained, their combat power is surprisingly strong! Moreover, in the consecutive duels with Iron Blood Cavalry, Beastman Wolf Cavalry and Barbarian Heavy Infantry, they have maintained a record of zero casualties. If the God of Light hadn't granted you incredible wisdom, how could you have done so well?"
"Ah! That makes sense!" I'm starting to feel like he's right, it's as if I really am an angel! This old guy is quite good at bullshitting!
"Right, you must have come down this time with a mission from God, right?" The Pope asked: "I can help you!"
"This one?" The poor Taoist could only say: "I haven't remembered yet!"
"It doesn't matter! You're still young, I've heard that angels awaken after they come of age! Maybe by then you'll remember!" The Pope said benevolently to me: "How about I confer upon you the title of 'Child of God' right now?"
"Get out!" The poor Taoist said loudly: "This is baseless, no one would believe it?"
It's already humiliating enough for me to be called a birdman, and now you want me to call him father? I'd rather fight them to the death right now!
"How can there be no evidence?" The Pope said, "Not to mention the reasons I mentioned earlier, just your strong spiritual power is enough to explain this. I used a 12th-level spiritual magic 'Faith Storm' just now, but it didn't even suppress you, which means you are absolutely an angel reincarnated!"
"It's better not to, what if I wake up and find that my mission isn't suitable for doing in the open? Let's wait until then to say!" The poor Daoist hastily declined!
"Well, be it as you say, but I will still instruct them to take good care of you!" The Pope said!
"Thank you! Your Majesty!" The poor Taoist let out a sigh and said: "However, it's better not to expose my identity as an angel!"
"Of course! I understand!" The Pope smiled slightly, then asked with a hint of embarrassment: "Was what you gave to that angel today 'Dragon Spirit Grass'?"
"Ah! Indeed!" The poor Taoist thought that the fleshly play had arrived, and knew that your intention was not in wine.
"Ah! Do you have any more?" The Pope looked at me tensely and said: "You know this thing is too important for our church!"
"Oh no!" The poor Taoist cried out in dismay: "Why didn't you say so earlier? I've already given away my only two to her! What can be done now?"
"Ah! Never mind! Never mind!" The Pope said with a good face, but the disappointed look on his face was obvious. He asked again: "How did you get it from the Dragon Clan?"
"I helped them out in a chance encounter and as a reward, I got three stalks of the Radiant 'Dragon Spirit Grass'!" The poor dao explained!
"Is one for Xianya, right?" The Pope asked!
"Really? Otherwise, she wouldn't be that fierce, right? You really think there's such a genius in this world? Even I, the reincarnation of an angel, am not as fierce as her! Didn't you find it strange before?" The poor Taoist deliberately provoked him.
"Heh heh!" The Pope chuckled dryly, trying to cover up the disappointment on his face, and then said: "It's getting late, let's go together to attend Xianya's canonization ceremony!"
"Yes!" The poor Taoist was led out by him with a smile!
At this time, the Holy Maiden's Palace was bustling with people! After being idle for decades, it once again welcomed its new master! Believers from all over the continent would gather here to witness the Holy Maiden's coronation ceremony! As the ceremony was about to begin, the Pope took my hand and led me here! We walked on the red carpet that paved the main road, with welcoming crowds on both sides! When we passed by a few people from the Great Han Empire, the Pope stopped and said to the king and my father in a stern tone: "Take good care of this little guy! Not even half a moment's neglect is allowed! Do you understand?"
"Yes! Your will is God's will, and it shall be executed to the best!" The king and father, though bewildered by the Pope's words, still humbly expressed their respectful intentions.
"Very well! God will be with you!" The Pope nodded in satisfaction and immediately handed me over to Father. Then, he smiled wryly at me and said, "Little guy, today is Xianya's big day, so don't be naughty now, and give me some face, okay?"
The Pope's words shocked everyone around! And there were many more speculations about my identity! What kind of person can make the Pope speak in such a lowly tone?
"How could I possibly not give you face?" The poor Taoist didn't expect the Pope to say this and smiled awkwardly!
"That's good!" The Pope smiled and said: "See you later!" Then he turned around and left!
"Hey kiddo!" his father said: "What did you say to the Pope that he's being so polite to you?"
"Does my nonsense work?" The poor Taoist smiled and said, "Others are the spokesperson of gods, with the divine technique of penetration, do you think a few flowery words can deceive them?"
"Others can't! You can!" Father nodded affirmatively!
"Not bad!" The king said with a tinge of sadness!
"I'm too lazy to care about you guys!" The poor Taoist said impatiently: "Look quickly, the Pope is going to give a speech!"
This has successfully diverted all their attention!
"Today! The great God of Light with his incredible miracles, proves to the devout people of the world! He has not abandoned us! We are still the favored children of God!" The Pope exclaimed loudly and with emotion.
The people below applauded enthusiastically, the long-lasting applause lasted for a long time, and some enthusiastic followers even fainted with excitement! After waiting for a good half day, the applause gradually dissipated.
"Behold! This year's Saint, my disciple - Miss Senya, possesses unparalleled piety, wisdom and divine favor! She has even moved the gods, assigning to us a super archangel with astonishing divine power! With golden wings, an aura of utmost sanctity, and formidable strength that not even the four-winged angels dare oppose!" The Pope shouted loudly: "Let us cheer for the great Saint - Senya!"
The crowd erupted in unprecedented fervor, cheering and jumping for joy! The Pope personally placed the Holy Crown on Xianya amidst the cheers, signifying that Xianya would officially become the 49th Saint in the history of the Church!
"I declare! From this day forward, your name shall be Xianya* Saint Kazafi!" The Pope declared solemnly: "May you strive to spread the teachings of God!"
"I will!" Xianya exclaimed excitedly!
Looking at her eager and fervent eyes, I felt a wave of unease in my heart! After all, she's still just a child! Who knows what will happen after three years of brainwashing? What if my plan to turn the Holy Maiden into an immortal fails?! If that happens, I'll be left with nothing but broken eggs and lost soldiers!
The poor Taoist, who had been worried and anxious in his heart, suddenly lost the spirit to continue watching! His expression was dazed as he thought about a countermeasure! Unbeknownst to him, even the ceremony ended at some point, and when he returned to the hotel, he didn't know either!
"Hey kiddo! What's wrong?" his father asked: "I've seen you looking down in the dumps since we got back!"
"How vexing!" The poor Daoist blurted out!
"Haha!" Several heartless things laughed together!
"Are you depressed because you won't see the beautiful Xianya again?" The king sneered!
"When are we going back?" The poor Taoist didn't respond to the king, but instead directly asked out this crucial question!
"In two days' time, unless something unexpected happens!" said Father.
"I'm saying goodbye to Xianya tomorrow!" The poor Taoist said in a tone that brooked no argument: "Are you waiting for me or not?"
"Halt!" the king said sternly. "Don't be joking! The Pope has just instructed us to take good care of you, if you were to throw yourself down like this, he would have my head on a platter!"
"Haha! I guarantee he won't!" The poor Taoist said with a smile. Then, in my heart, I silently cursed: 'He should chop you up and feed you to the dogs!'
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