Chapter 275 Angel Allergy

"You're joking, aren't you? Your Majesty Rafal." Dolanco found that his tongue was at a critical moment, just as his sister described it, like a fat and inconvenient blade of a woman. "How could my daughter become a pure person like you? Lord Raymond is dead, isn't he? There should be no born pure people in this world."

Rafal scratched his scalp with the scabbard of Dark Knight, which was perfectly possible, because the Dark Sword was a long, slender, straight sword.Rafal's long blond hair was like the waves of water reflected by the sun being manipulated by children. Dolanco looked at the beautiful blond hair messed up by Rafal himself, and felt a sense of pity in his heart.

"It is true that people who are pure in nature are rare, but there is always something wrong. Kallen's playmate, let's put it this way, there is a boy named Lyle."

Dolanke snorted angrily, "Is that bastard who kidnapped my daughter a born pure?"

The movement of Rafal stopped, his body leaned forward, his face was like a shadow, oppressing Dolanco.

"Not only that, but according to Karen's subsequent description, Lyle may not be as simple as a pure one..."

"I know that the power of those who are born pure is very special..." Dolanke wanted to save face, but he really couldn't think of any dirty words to belittle Lyle.

"Lyle the Pure can summon the dead Ramon the Pure."

"Damn it!!!!" Dolanke realized that the force was too strong, and his jaw seemed to be dislocated. "What's going on? The legendary resurrection technique? The Angel of Light is resurrected??"

"It's not resurrection, it's the summoning of heroic spirits."

"what is that?"

"I don't know, maybe it's the unique ability of those who are born pure. But according to Karen's description, she was promoted under the witness of the leader Raymond summoned by Lyle's heroic spirit. A special magic. You know what it means Dolanco?" Rafal lowered his head and clasped his hands tightly. "Lyle the Pure may be the next Raymond."

Dolanke collapsed on the sofa, sucking in cold air.Closing his eyes tightly, those eyes with a certain resentment returned to clarity again. "I understand, Your Majesty Rafal, I will not be as knowledgeable as the pure."

"Do you still need your general knowledge? If you fight against the pure, I will deal with you now. This time you are asked to come for other things. It just happened that Karen became a pure, and the church's opposition must have weakened a lot."

"Dolanco, I want you to become the lord of the holy city of Lokarot, the administrator of the city under your feet."

"But, I still have family territory..."

"Divide the management into a branch of the family. As the father of the pure, you must hold your position firmly." Rafal firmly informed Dolanco, "The holy light has been corrupted, and I need the help of some compatriots who are still bright I purify the interior. You are excommunicated, have management experience, and have a heart for the Light. There is no better fit."

Realizing that he seems to have no choice, Dolanco can only let the angel lead his life.

"Your will, Your Majesty Rafal." Damn it, Ariane is now a lich, and it seems that private family gatherings have to be reduced. My sister has become a lich, and my daughter has become an angel. I go.Dolanco, who hides the secret, feels that the burden on himself has increased.

Before leaving, Rafal stopped Dolanco for the last time. "If you see Lyle the Pure haunting Rocarrot, don't disturb him."

"The pure haven't converted to the Holy Light yet?"

"He hasn't converted to the church yet. His behavior naturally has his own thoughts, and he probably sensed the storm inside us. Don't worry about the growth of the pure ones. People who can call Raymond at any time are the same as carrying a mobile church. Karen is taken care of by a nun in the chapel. After waking up, she has not yet adapted to her identity. Hurry up and fulfill the responsibility of a father, Dolanco. Karen will follow me and the guardian to practice together. The time you spend together Not too long."

After Dolanco left, Rafal took the four holy swords and walked along the spiral staircase in the side room of the church to a special room.The entire building is carved out of marble and occupies a separate position adjacent to the church.There are no windows, and all around are only reliefs full of forbidden gods.The twelve chiefs of the Fire Bathers had already formed a circle around the protruding altar in the center.

"Lord Rafael!"

Responding briefly to the fire bather, Rafal walked to the center of the altar.

The sculpture protruding from the central altar is the statue of the Virgin Mary holding a bottle. The golden holy water has overflowed the altar and gathered into a pool.

Rafal stepped into the water barefoot, and on the surface of the water, with his spread wings, light spots emerged, and the sacred light was gathering in the court room.The twelve fire bathers had already released their burning postures, the holy flame condensed into a cloud of fire on the ceiling, and the surrounding reliefs lit up, restraining this magnificent power on the altar.

Rafal sang the hymn aloud, and finally said his own prayer.

"Heroic Spirit Call, Angel of Light, Merlock Raymond!"

A beam of light began to spew out from the holy spring, and the holy water sprayed onto the ceiling like rain, forming a vague shadow in the fire cloud.

The light dissipated, and a figure appeared in front of Rafal.The dark gold armor and the surging light are exactly the familiar Raymond in his memory.

"Angel of Light, Merok Raymond, I obey your call."

Rafal swung his sword and smashed the heroic spirit named Raymond.

"It's too weak, it's not the main body, it's just a clone made according to my memory shape. The magic of heroic spirit summoning, the connection to the corresponding spirit body is too weak, do you need a medium?"

Rafal inserted Turmund in the center of the altar and performed the summoning again.

This time, a golden staircase protruded from the clouds, and after a long time, it was still that projection that descended.

Rafal frowned, "I thought it was the wrong method, but did it turn out to be a connection between those born pure? Sure enough, I was still a little short."

Thousands of miles away, Andrea College, Holy Light Chapel.

Lyle looked at the golden staircase that appeared in front of Mr. Raymond.

"Mr. Raymond, what is this?"

"It's nothing, I'm not Raymond, and Raymond isn't here." Mr. Raymond covered the sides of his helmet with both hands, and turned his back to the golden steps.

Lyle smiled awkwardly.

On the Holy Light side, Rafal made a new attempt.

Dark Knight is placed in the center.

"Heroic Spirit Calling, Angel of Fire, Edmund George!"

The male projection descending the stairs was instantly killed by the enraged Rafal.

"I know it's useless, but it's really cool." With a distorted smile, Rafal summoned George's projection more than a dozen times.

Hearing the maniacal laughter of the uncharacteristic guardian leader Rafal, the fire bather silently blocked his ears.

Similarly, in the bubble of the literary club, the reporter looked at the golden staircase that flashed many times in front of Mr. Darkness.

"Boss, what is this?"

"The Road to Conquest."

"Can I go up?"

"Yes, this road will take you to heaven to see the angel and sing hymns with him hand in hand."

The reporter shook his body, feeling that there were many holes in his newly changed clothes.

"Forget it, I'm allergic to angels recently."

 There is only one update tonight, and I will start writing the daily routine tomorrow, so I will think about it first.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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