The more they object, the more it means I did the right thing.

Chapter 365 Luo Jia: I will pray for you

early morning.

Miss Luojia's shop.

The early morning in late autumn was exceptionally cold. Before daybreak, the light blue wooden sign in front of the door was covered with a thin layer of white frost. Miss Luojia's shop was located next to the waterfront, but the riverbed was also frozen, dimly reflecting the orange-yellow light.

Last night's chaos is over, and the city's lockdown is being implemented in an orderly manner.

Looking out through the window, the street outside the shop is empty. There is only the mountain path covered with maple leaves, the mirror-like white riverbed, the morning mist on the river bank, and the autumn light wrapped in the morning mist on the maple leaf riverbed.

"Meow meow meow."

Little Black sat on the roof with her hands on her hips, gazing at her world - the Holy City of Chaos. She raised her neck and meowed loudly with satisfaction. After a while, she meowed out the sun of Awad.

That is the great sun of Awadh, Mr. Ansu, who is worthy of the people's respect.

He rushed out of the room after being woken up, picked up a small stone from the courtyard, looked at the sky and said, "Damn keycap guy." Then he threw the stone into the sky, and soon he saw the black light on the roof burst out, and then fell down.

"Meow--!"

He has the constitution of a saint, and is very efficient when it comes to loving cats.

"This is the Crow Saint sent by the Human Kingdom. She has been meowing in the sky above Awad, infringing on the people's right to sleep." Mr. Ansu, the Great Sun of Awad, turned around and said to Arthur, the Second Sun, and Lister, the Great Moon, "I have tolerated her for a long time."

Arthur and Lister both applauded, feeling proud of Awad's background.

After completing his daily cat-loving activities, An Su showed a satisfied smile. He stretched slowly. After a night of recovery, all the wounds on his body had healed. After the blood scabs fell off, his skin was as white and smooth as new.

An Su felt that he was also a sports student, and no matter how serious the injury was, he would be fine as long as he lay in bed for a while.

Last night's Judgment of the Seven Gods gave Ansu a lot of trouble.

But the results are also fruitful.

After this battle, with the glory of the Seven Gods' public election, his position as a pre-selected member of parliament is no longer shaken, and his support rate in the whole of Awad has soared to 15%, ranking fifth among the total candidates, and this upward trend has not stopped yet.

The Chaos Prison, the Tribunal District, and the Chaos Castle were also completely captured by Ansu.

The Chaos Prison is managed by Luo Xiaohei, who can provide Ansu's team with people who speak well. The Tribunal District and Chaos Castle continuously supply the 'Fallen Angel' First Air Transport Unit, and the 'Flower Fairy' Second Air Transport Unit has also been put into production today and will soon be able to be used in actual combat.

Under the effect of Holy Light Hydrophobia, the sales channel of Bleeding Ice City was completely opened, and the citizens of the entire Awad were crazy about this ice.

Miss Luojia is in charge of production, while Liszt and Arthur use Yue'er and Yangzi's idol status to promote the products, providing Ansu with a steady stream of political funds. Last night alone, sales reached 50,000.

As the air transport force expands, the two will complement each other, and sales will increase exponentially in the next two days.

Whether it is polls, funding or talent, Ansu has developed comprehensively and is the hottest new star in Awadh's political arena.

Despite this, Ansu still did not let down his guard.

A chaotic election only happens once every few decades, and this time the candidate list is the best in Awad in tens of thousands of years. Even someone as humorous as Lady Smile, the leader of the Rainbow Elf Party who controls the largest correct faction in the Church, cannot be ranked on this list.

And more importantly, Miss Enya.
There is no news yet.

He made such a big fuss yesterday that the whole of Awad has heard of his name 'Ansu'. Logically, Miss Enya must know where he is.

But the fact is, there is still no news about the maid.

Even though Anzu sent out all the fallen angels in the city to search for it, they still couldn't find it.

In the dim autumn light, An Su frowned slightly. He had too many doubts that he couldn't figure out. He shook his head again. No matter what, the formal general election would begin at dusk today.

All the answers will be waiting for him at the end of the long stairs of destiny.

Until then, just do your best.

Before the election begins, Ansu must adjust his energy, body and even soul to the best state, both for himself and for the whole world.

——“So this is why you took a nap?”

A cold female voice with a hint of dissatisfaction sounded from the side.

"Mr. Ansu, you can't sleep in."

Luo Jia pulled open Ansu's bed with a rustling sound - Ansu had just gone to the courtyard to make love with Luo Xiaohei, and then retreated into her own bed - the little saint was wearing a snow-white pleated skirt, matched with her brown leather shoes and short white socks, and her slender white calves were wrapped with decorative red ropes and flower ribbons. She stood beside Ansu's bed, frowning in dissatisfaction, and pulled open the bed wrapped around Ansu.

She said:

"The church bells rang, and the Saint's church bells rang, so it was time for morning prayers.

"As a glorious saint, you should pray and bless with me."

"Instead of lying in bed."

The little saint is worthy of being the little saint, an excellent student among excellent students, serious and meticulous in nature. Even though she is in a chaotic country, she still does not forget her daily morning prayers.

Damn it, how come I was reborn in Naraku, and there is also Zaohachi?

The bed was lifted up, and the cold autumn wind rushed in all at once, and An Su shouted in dissatisfaction.

"I'm a patient and need to rest."

He certainly didn't lie.

Last night, in order to achieve a better effect, he sacrificed half of his blood and was hit by Madam Smile's iron fist. If it were someone else, he would have died on the spot; but Ansu was a sports student, so he just needed to lie on the bed, but the prerequisite was that he had to lie on the bed.

In the world of Naraku, even demigods need to sleep.

Holy light can repair the body, but not the spirit. Sleep can calm the restless spirit and repair the lost spiritual power. Ansu had endured the gaze of the seven mother goddesses yesterday, and the loss of his spiritual power was the greatest.

"The election is tonight, and we have already made all the necessary preparations. The only thing we need to do is to adjust our state of mind," Xiaosheng said righteously, "So this is not just an ordinary late night sleep, this is a meaningful late night sleep."

"Well," Miss Luojia tilted her head and looked at An Su in the bed, "I admit that what you said is a bit perverse."

"It's good that you know it, let's go."

An Su Ruzi nodded as if to teach him a lesson, and urged, "By the way, give me back the quilt. I'm freezing."

"You opened your mouth and it was covered with a quilt. How determined are you to say this?"

Miss Luojia shook her head and imitated Ansu's words yesterday, "The words 'I'll return the quilt to you' have such a heavy weight. You are a person who only thinks about yourself."

"But, I really am..." An Su stared at Luo Jia expressionlessly, "very cold."

The coldest thing in the world is not the ice and snow, but the moment when the warm bed you just warmed up is inhumanely plundered. The coldness of the body is only secondary, and the nakedness of the soul is bone-chilling.

"No matter what." Luo Jia looked at An Su. As an excellent student, she couldn't bear to see An Su's expression. "In my family, we have to pray in the morning. I have also performed the prayer ceremony every morning in the past two days."

"But I'm injured and I have to stay in bed." Ansu muttered.

"In that case."

Luo Jia sighed, her snow-white, clear eyes were serious and clear, and she said coldly:

——"Then you should pray in bed."

Do you know what the fuck you're talking about?

The girl below?
An Su stared at Luo Jia expressionlessly, but saw that the little saint goddess had a serious and dignified expression, and there was not a trace of filth in her eyes, and her tone was plain and natural, as if she was saying something natural and as it should be.

"Can I pray in bed?" An Su's eyes widened. "Of course I can. How can light be such an inconvenient thing?"

Luo Jia nodded affirmatively.

"No matter where you are, when it is time to pray in the morning, you must not stop praying. As long as you always have a sincere heart, the goddess will not care about the form."

“As long as the sacredness in your heart is not bound, you don’t need to care about the secular perspective.”

The little saint explained seriously:

“You can pray in bed, in the corridor, at the dining table, in the square, while eating, while reading, and even while walking.”

I'm an all-terrain prayer master.

An Su's face was full of black lines. He was now certain that Luo Jia knew nothing at all.

".You really don't know anything. Annoying Mr. Ansu."

Seeing An Su's confused look, Luo Jia thought that this little boy slept late every day, skipped every morning service at church, and probably never prayed devoutly. She sighed helplessly.

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"If you don't know how to pray yet, I can help you."

"." An Su also sighed, "How can you help me?"

When she mentioned this, Luo Jia instantly became proud. She put her hands on her waist and raised her head, saying in a delicate and proud voice,

—“I can teach you to pray.”

You even taught others!

do you have?
May I ask, do you have any, Saint Lady?

"If you say you won't pray, then don't pray." An Su turned over. He felt that his Chu Nan's craftsmanship, which he was proud of, was greatly insulted. "You don't even pray in the quilt. You can take this quilt. It's useless anyway. I might as well freeze to death."

"What kind of prayer is that? That's all feudal superstition, it's useless."

He wrapped his clothes tightly, curled up on the bed and closed his eyes. He had to sleep a little longer because of tonight's election.

Ansu's mental strength was still very exhausted. After experiencing the trial last night, his spiritual world was also on fire. Just like the last time he was coronated, the gaze of the gods completely tore the old sky apart, revealing a pale and dead sky.

Ansu felt a little cold, but it was not his body that felt cold, but his soul. After facing the illusion of the world being destroyed and reborn, the dead and empty coldness of the stars, which was the end of all fate, still remained in Ansu's soul. His shoulders trembled slightly.

The late autumn sun had risen high, but it was still bitterly cold.

After a while, Ansu felt that he couldn't stand the cold anymore.

It’s not because Luojia returned the quilt. In fact, no matter how thick the quilt is, it cannot cover the pain in the soul.

But the quilt did cover Ansu again, and then Ansu heard the sound of small leather shoes falling to the ground, and the light, warm, cat-like creature crawled into the quilt behind Ansu. Ansu could feel the slightly cool, delicate skin against his back, the fabric of the pleated skirt, the smooth curve of the white calf, and the spinning touch of the red rope and flower ribbon.

There is also a hint of warm white.

"Luojia?" Ansu asked.

"Don't look back." A voice trying to remain calm came from behind, as soft and sticky as cotton candy, "It's Luo Xiaohei."

"Then just think of it as a kitten," said An Su.

"Are you still cold now?" asked the kitten behind me.

"One more thing." Ansu replied.

The white soft hand gently went around the boy's neck and rested on Anzu's chest with a warm breath, and the cat asked again: "Now what?"

"Not bad." Ansu nodded, "That's not bad. That's fine."

That's fine.

The chaotic era is about to fall, and the chaotic election is about to begin, but this is not bad. In the last dozen hours of waiting, it is not bad to have such a morning.

The sunlight was just right, the wind was not cold, Luo Xiaohei had calmed down, the rime on the wooden windows had melted, the warm white autumn light was dancing on the clear riverbed, refracting the brilliant light like a kaleidoscope, and the kitten named Luo Jia was waiting behind An Su. Even if the world was going to be destroyed today, it was not bad to have such a morning.

“The daily prayers must continue.”

The little saint said softly, very seriously, "Just listen to me. I have been praying like this these days. If I stop for one day, then there will be no effect. This is the only thing I can do."

So Ansu nodded and he stopped arguing.

On the last day of late autumn, in the last twenty-four hours before chaos, when the sky was filled with autumn light, the pair of white and soft hands wrapped around Ansu's neck, and the fingertips moved together from Ansu's chest and finally closed.

The slightly moist breath evaporated in the slightly cold air, tickling Ansu's neck.

And Ansu heard the little saint's cold and holy whispered prayer, the voice was like spring snow, "Glorious grace. Pure white holiness"

"The goddess of truth and light."

"Lorgarfast offers you his sincere prayers."

"All blessings are yours, all holiness is yours."

"May the glorious blessing come down from your white kingdom—"

"Give blessings to those who have lost their way. Give blessings to Anzu Morningstar."

"Give him a light that never dims."

"Please bless him."

The cat held Ansu gently, and she prayed to the goddess. This was her daily routine. In the cold autumn morning, when the sky had just dawned and the church bells had just rung, she walked out of the warm bed, stepped on the morning dew, and went to the church to pray devoutly. This was what the girl named 'Lorga Fast' did.

Even if it might be useless, it is what she has been doing.

Feeling the warmth behind him, An Su thought this kind of morning was great. He wanted to take back his words. Going to church to pray occasionally wasn't such a bad thing.

After returning to Nara, he would also go to the morning class.

This is a good morning, keep it like this.

After the cat finished praying, they stayed like that, doing nothing, peacefully and warmly, as if time had stopped at that moment.

The autumn day casts the parasol trees outside the window in. The messy shadows of the trees ripple along with the light blue curtains as the wind blows, and then returns to calm. If it weren't for the breeze outside the window blowing the white clouds in the sky, the whole autumn would seem like a still painting.

"By the way, Mr. Ansu."

After an unknown amount of time, An Su heard a calm and gentle voice behind him:

"The lady 'Yage.Silvia' you called in your dream yesterday."

——"Who is it?"

For some reason, even though he was covered with a blanket, An Su felt cold.

Compared to yesterday's trial,

It was cold even when being stared at by those seven esoteric mother goddesses.

(End of this chapter)