Please give everything to Her Royal Highness

The last time I sent a letter was about a few days ago. As the main means of transportation, the horse-drawn carriage actually didn't run very fast, but with the blessing of magic, it would only take two days to go back and forth to the southwest.

Not to mention that the imperial capital has a spacious canal that handles endless cargo. As long as you take a ship and travel thousands of miles a day, it is not a problem.

Avro came to the mailbox room of the church as usual. A cabinet was divided into countless small compartments, and there were exquisite metal sliding doors on the compartments.

At the same time, in order to prevent confusion, each person's name is also written in the upper left corner of each cell.

Avro gently opened the small sliding door and carefully took out the letter sealed with wax paint inside.

When the letter was opened, Sister Trebury's beautiful handwriting came into view:

"Aphro, I have already told you that the goddess Wells is the God of charity. She is not as serious and rigid as the Central Church, otherwise she would not ask us to be kind.

The goddess has gone from the decline of all things to the prosperity of the world. Through countless springs and autumns, she has never needed faith.

What she wanted to see and hear was that everyone on the continent of Eris loved each other, and that there would be no more regrets and crimes in the world, so she sprinkled spring rain all over the world to make all things grow.

As for whether it is worth it, I have only one sentence, just think about it and do it.

You are still young and beautiful. If there is someone you like, go for it. When you are old and twilight, it will not be too late to become a nun.

However, I guess with your stubborn character you must be on your way.

I'm a little curious, what kind of person would a kid like you like?

Remember that no matter what the other person’s family background is, they must treat you sincerely before they can give sincerity.

————Teblet’s own handwriting. "

Only then did Avro remember that he seemed to be writing a letter to Sister Turbury - saying that he seemed to have fallen in love with someone.

In fact, Tebo Lei is not a traditional nun. According to strict doctrinal classification, she should be a Protestant, which is different from the traditional Illuminati believers in the imperial capital.

They are more flexible and free, so they are often labeled as having impure beliefs.

When Afro was a child, she accepted Protestantism under the influence of Terbury, but the content transmitted by the Imperial Church School was very traditional, so her views were somewhere in between.

"very nice……"

After reading the contents of the letter, Avro's depressed mood finally found some comfort.

It feels really good to have someone supporting you.

Grace is her brother's fiancée, and both are women. This kind of unspeakable love is like a dull eve on a rainy day, which makes people breathless.

Avro didn't like this feeling of secrecy.

She can openly accept the fact that she likes women, but she can't make the world accept it, nor can she make the gods accept it.

The real saint will be chosen at the Goddess Festival next year. Avro doesn't know if she will be chosen, but at this moment, she doesn't want to be the person closest to the gods...

Avro's slender wrist rested on his chest, "Because I have something I want to protect with my heart."

The silence, in the deserted mail room, was like a needle dropped into the turbulent sea.

After being silent for a long time, Avro had an inexplicable premonition, mixed with a subtle feeling of guilt, gradually approaching.

It's like a shadow gradually following oneself in the dark night, which is unsettling.

"Should I go pray?"

Avro frowned solemnly, feeling more and more strange. She quickly walked out of the room and came to the statue of the goddess in the hall.

The sunlight penetrates the colorful glass and converges under the statue of the goddess. Under the strong exposure at this moment, Avro has the illusion of being in the execution ground.

This is the first time I have such a special illusion...

Avro resisted the strangeness, made the sign of the cross on his chest, closed his eyes, put his hand on the gray resonance stone on the base of the goddess statue, and began today's prayer to God.

As if he had gotten what he needed, his body gradually became lighter, and something warm enveloped him, more comfortable than a mother's embrace.

what is this……?

Avro opened his eyes in surprise. What he saw in front of him was no longer the majestic statue of the goddess in the church, but a chaotic white mist.

Countless golden rays of light cut through the white mist like knives and escaped, making it difficult to tell whether it was reality or an illusion.

How did you get here?

"My dear child..."

Before Avro could react to the situation, a loving and gentle light call came from the top of his head.

It just entered the ears with a clear echo, but Avro felt that his soul had been cleansed by the holy water, making it extremely clear.

Avro's pupils shrank suddenly and his body trembled slightly - this was the summons of the goddess.

Before she had time to reflect on what she had done last night, the goddess had already sent down her oracle:

"You will meet the Ultimate Evil, draw the Sword of Acacia, and kill her."

155. The secret behind the expression

A secret and sacred interview ended.

The pure holy light falls through the prismatic colorful glass, which is like a divine judgment.

Avro stood among them, looking up and seeing countless dazzling lights vying to penetrate into his body.

Warmth and strength filled the entire body unconsciously.

"This is...a blessing from the goddess."

Avro murmured in a daze, and gently waved his white right palm to activate the magic. With just a slight movement, he reached a height that he could not reach even with all his strength.

If Avro guessed correctly, the energy in it should be able to turn a person's bones into bones.

The endless vitality is contained in the potential golden light group, which is dazzling and beautiful.

Wait a moment! ! !

Afro finally realized what was happening now, and his beautiful eyes fell into an earthquake like the earth was collapsing.

Have you accepted the summons from the goddess?

His heart was beating hard, his blood was rushing rapidly, and his brain was filled with an indescribable fervor.

Avro was so excited that he wanted to run around the church three times, and his whole brain went into a state of shutdown.

"Goddess, Goddess... She, Goddess..."

She actually...wanted to pull out the Sword of Acacia herself. Wouldn't that make her the saint chosen by God?

For the first time, Avro's cheeks became hot and red due to his surging heart, and his head became dizzy.

But the excitement soon cooled down.

The girl looked at the majestic goddess statue in front of her with distracted eyes. She gently touched the finely polished drop-like emerald earrings on her right earlobe.

This is a token of love that Grace gave to herself.

The thought of making up my mind to boldly pursue love completely cooled down, as if someone had poured a basin of cold water on my head.

All the reasons for choosing Grace were no longer sufficient at this moment.

She felt uncomfortable when she thought of the shaky Grace who never took herself seriously.

Once upon a time, there were more than 20 saints like me in the country, but there was only one Avro belonging to Grace.

But now, I have become a certain one-twentieth...

Avro lowered his head, and the sudden joy turned into a gloomy mist, covering the girl's eyes.

For a long time, she stood there like a tree with intricate roots, unable to move.

Is there a possibility that I can choose to like Grace and also become the chosen saint?

The Chronicles of the Goddess say that there is more than one way to the Nine Heavens...

How could there not be a way to get the best of both worlds in this world?

If she hadn't given up on Grace, how could she possibly have been able to survive the visit and blessing from the gods after the saint... Gods are all-knowing and all-powerful.

Avro shook his head, feeling a little depressed, as unclear and invisible threads were wrapping around him.

unless……

Her glass-like eyes lit up with incredible light, and she looked back at the sacred and inviolable statue of the goddess, with a gentle and peaceful face that was tolerant of all things.

Here, countless believers have come and gone to pray before, each with different ideas.

The gods do not listen carefully to what the world thinks.

Therefore...will the gods be deceived one day?

The next second, Afro quickly pulled away from this terrible thought.

How could such a terrible idea be born?

She moved away from the statue of the goddess in a panic, like a lamb running around.

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Grace finally returned to Victoria's palace.

Compared to the last time when Victoria was anxious to pick her up in person, Victoria felt a little strange this time.

Even some deliberate indifference...

But Grace quickly rejected this idea. What emotions can there be about a person who can transfer poisoned wine to his sister?

In other words, her last worry was that she was afraid that her behavior would be exposed, right?

Following the maid's guidance, Grace stepped on the brown wooden floor on her final journey to see Victoria.

On the slightly fogged glass, countless cold snowflakes were falling, and the sky and the earth were connected by pure white snow.

On the evergreen trees that are still lush in the cold winter, there are circles of beautiful, carefully cut colored paper, specially prepared to celebrate the upcoming Spring Planting Festival after the New Year.

Prepare from door to door to give thanks for the coming of spring.

But it snowed again in the Imperial Capital today...

But Grace's mind unconsciously thought of some distant past.

……

Winter like Christmas.

Winters with Eileen won't be cold.

Because whether she is inside or outside the house, she always likes to hold people in her arms to keep them warm with a soft, warm and fragrant hug.

There are still lights on the Christmas tree that glow slightly and the cheerful "jinglebells" is constantly playing.

That day, I was trapped in a cotton velvet winter pajamas like a koala, lazily nestled on the sofa with her.

Erin asked with concern, "Are you working so hard?"

Although she was concerned, she was very good at teasing her sensitive neck with her hot breath that was slightly above body temperature.

At that time, all my wisdom was devoted to how to make money, how to seek revenge step by step, and take back what belonged to me, but I did not feel the contempt and teasing hidden under the love.

I was just looking through the information and tinkering with the materials, so of course I followed my heart and perfunctoryly.

"Because I don't know what the other party's base price is..."

"OK OK,"

Irene pressed the thick document with her green-white fingers, straightened her cheeks forcefully, squinted her eyes and said lovingly,

"I'm here to teach you the most important thing in negotiating."

"What is it?"

She raised her face enthusiastically, tapped it gently with her index finger, and asked for a kiss.

"..."

When his lips landed on the side of her face like a seal, she almost hugged her whole body and joked with bad intentions,

"Disgust will make you wrinkle your nose, avoidance will make you dare not look directly, shrugging your shoulders means lack of confidence, just like the way you just kissed me. Although you frowned, the corners of your mouth were raised, which means you are very happy.

People's expressions will betray their true thoughts, so you only need to lower your offer and lower it again, and observe the other party's expression. "

“Is this microexpression analysis in negotiations?”