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It is not so easy to be the personal attendant of the priest of the temple.

This is Duoya's first feeling after taking office.

The priests in the temple seemed to be very worried that she could not serve the priests of the temple well, and after that, they specially sent priests to teach.

As a personal attendant, she will always be by the temple priest's side, and her words and deeds will naturally be watched by everyone.

Doya personally experienced what the priests of the temple had experienced.

She deeply felt how difficult it was for the priests of the temple. Although she was three years older than her, she was far inferior to her.

but--

Through the layers of curtains and tulle, Duoya saw the temple priest sitting quietly in front of the table behind the screen.

Since she officially succeeded the temple priest, they moved out of the previous bedroom and lived in the highest and most magnificent priest temple in this temple.

The priest of the temple sat on the high platform. In the empty and lonely hall, except for Duoya, only the burning candle was left to accompany her. Even if she sat in that position, she could look up at the magnificent scenery of mountains and rivers in the distance.

But Doya still felt that the priests of the temple were lonelier than before.

So she gritted her teeth and persisted.

It wasn't until the teaching priest thought that she had the qualifications to accompany the priests of the temple, but Duoya was timid.

She used to be able to walk to her desk without any scruples, and call her name happily without any scruples.

but now--

Across a screen, Duoya lowered her head in confusion, with a respectful expression: "Master Priest."

At this moment, Duoya finally understood what she had lost.

She kept her promise and got what she wanted, but at the same time lost a friend.

For countless years to come, they will maintain such a distant and respectful distance.

The temple priest behind the screen raised his eyes, his eyes were indifferent, but there was a trace of sadness at this moment: "Duoya, do you regret it?"

To become her servant, one is doomed to lose others.

The moment she made the promise, she had seen it.

Doya knelt down.

"I don't regret it." Her tone was extremely serious, "This is what Duoya asked for, no matter what it is, I don't regret it."

She seemed to hear a smile from the temple priest behind the screen.

Then she heard a soft whisper from the other party, as if floating in the wind: "Thank you."

Duoya was flattered for a moment.

But at that time, she could not understand the meaning of the phrase 'thank you'.

After the official succession of the temple priests, they need to spread the brilliance of the temple, but the previous temple priests cannot leave the temple easily, and they are not allowed to leave the capital for life.

Therefore, this mighty parade was only held on the wide streets of the capital in the end. Even so, the parade was very grand and extravagant.

The luxurious walking chariot is made of gold, and the wreaths hanging on it are precious gems collected from all over the kingdom. The soft fur is laid into a blanket, stacked on top of it, just to enshrine the treasures of the kingdom.

This parade coincides with the Lantern Festival.

Duoya skillfully combed the hair of the priests of the temple, and there were several priests standing behind several screens. She didn't dare to be too arrogant, but she still lowered her voice and told her about it quietly.

"Lantern feast?"

The temple priest murmured softly.

Duoya nodded lightly: "Well, there will be many lantern festivals, and adults can finally see them this time!"

There was anticipation and happiness in her tone, it was for the temple priest.

She came to the temple for four years, but only left the temple for the first time after succeeding.

The temple priest's gentle expression remained unchanged, but he did not respond to her again.

When the temple priest got on the chariot, she followed closely behind the chariot, followed the priests and officers and soldiers on both sides down the mountain from the temple, and finally discovered the truth.

——In order to welcome the temple priests and express their high respect to her, the noisy Lantern Festival was suspended.

On both sides of the street were pious and earnest people. They believed in the temple and the priest of the temple. The moment the chariot appeared, they did not dare to spy on the priest of the temple and knelt down respectfully.

"God bless you priest!"

"God bless you priest!!"

When Doya realized that there was not a single festive lantern on the street, she subconsciously looked at the temple priest whose face was blurred by the pale golden curtain in the chariot.

But this time, she could feel that the temple priest had already guessed this scene.

Or——she had already seen such an ending in advance.

The marching team is mighty, not only to pass on the brilliance of the temple, but also to show the sacred, majestic and inviolable image of the temple.

Even princes and nobles need to wait on the holy mountain to meet the temple priests who came back from the procession and listen to her prophecy.

The team moved slowly, but no one had any objections. They all prostrated themselves on the ground obediently, with the voices of the priests chanting scriptures next to their ears.

Such a peaceful scene was interrupted by several noisy voices.

"Oops! That kid is going to crash into the parade!"

"Damn it, stop it!"

"The front is the priest!"

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The team that was advancing at a constant speed stopped suddenly, and the people on both sides of the street couldn't help but looked up, and there was an uproar.

A ragged little boy with a distressed face forced his way through the crowd, and was about to rush into the front of the team, but was stopped by the officers and soldiers of the escort team.

"Who dares to bump into the priest?!"

Seeing that he was really so bold, the officers and soldiers who came up behind him turned pale, and immediately knelt down in panic, their bodies trembling.

The little boy looked very much like a beggar in a slum, but his eyes really didn't look like a beggar.

Insidious, ruthless, and bold and decisive that even adults can't match.

The officers and soldiers behind him tremblingly explained: "Report to the priest, this child entered the capital by smuggling, and he was supposed to be deported by us, but he was so vicious that he even killed a soldier, not to mention hurting people! "

Only then did everyone realize that the boy's hands were stained with bright red blood.

The faces of the priests in the team changed instantly.

It is obviously an unforgivable sin for such sinful blood to appear in front of the holy, unattainable, and omniscient priests of the people.

The priests were going to ask the priests of the temple to execute this person, and even the common people quietly waited for the priest to deliver a prophecy to execute this sin-tainted child.

however--

The figure in the chariot moved slightly, and the voice of the newly succeeded priest of the temple still had a hint of greenness, but it was already majestic: "My son, you should stay."

There are only four words, but they cannot be discussed.

The chariot was moving again, but the people were immersed in the uproar just now and did not recover for a long time.

This is the first prophecy that the priest of the temple sent down after taking office.