Chapter 156 Xiao Ai: Even Papaya Milk Can’t Save Me? (Two in One)

"What happened to the teacher?"

Char looked at the direction where the golden elf went away, and a trace of doubt rose in his heart.

In the past ten years, Char felt that he had a bit of the taste of a sports student in his previous life, constantly settling down and settling down.

Therefore, after ten years, how far he had come, even Char himself was a little uncertain.

After all, in the ashes of the fantasy belt, Char could not find anything to refer to his own strength.

The only person he sparred with on weekdays was Xiao Ai.

The problem was that she was his mistress, and sparring was just limited to sparring.

Neither Char nor Airola could really use their full strength against each other.

If Airola wanted to release the holy spear to Char, she would rather point the spear at herself.

"But at present...it seems that there is still some gap between me and the teacher."

Char turned on the faucet of the sink, while washing the tea set that he had used to entertain his teacher, and rearranged the objects he had washed in the closet in different categories.

He knew very well that what had just landed in the fantasy zone was only Hathaway's astral incarnation.

However, he still couldn't see through it.

This golden elf, who was far older than any of the eight pages of the Black Tower and bore the name of "eternity", represented a connotation that was far more mysterious than the names of "throne" and "golden disaster".

However, this was within his expectations.

Xia Ya has always had a clear understanding of his talents.

His spiritual power talent is outstanding, coupled with the experience and knowledge of a traverser, and with the assistance of the system, he is definitely an outstanding existence in the Western Continent.

However, it is not realistic to rely on only ten years of accumulation to completely surpass his own master.

After all, Hathaway, as a golden race of high elves, naturally has no lack of talent, not to mention that from the current clues, his own master is an old antique who has existed since the first era.

How old is he... I feel a little too rude just thinking about it.

I just don't know why such a teacher almost fell down when walking out of the door.

This is quite incredible for any legend.

"It seems that for the sake of my future position as a family brother, I still have to work hard."

Xia Ya shook his head.

He walked upstairs and came to the second floor along the stairs.

He came to the closed meditation room and then pushed the door open.

In the spacious training room, the girl was sitting with her eyes closed. The faint sunlight reflected on her light golden hair through the glass window, reflecting the brilliance like glass.

The brilliant knight's spear was suspended in the air, emitting silver-like light spots.

When Xia Ya pushed the door open, the lance subconsciously turned around and pointed directly at Xia Ya, and the sharp aura burst out.

But then, the moment he sensed Xia Ya's breath, the sharp spear intent disappeared, and the tip of the spear drooped slightly.

Xia Ya smiled, walked to Ailora's side, and also sat down cross-legged.

Then, he held the girl's soft and boneless little hand with his fingers interlocked.

Like Char, Airola has not changed much in the past ten years.

The contract of the Holy Lance does not seem to have played a big role. After ten years, Xiao Ai's figure is slightly better than the original steel plate and airport, but at best it is only twice the level of "looking at the scenery of Dongting Lake from afar".

Even if Xiao Ai planted a field of papayas on the hill, it was useless to drink a cup of papaya stewed with milk every morning, noon and evening for ten years.

So this matter became her obsession, and the inferiority complex about her figure could only be compensated by doubling up at night.

Similarly, it also created Char's happy sex life in the past ten years.

Teacher's outfit, maid outfit, nurse outfit... take turns to go on stage.

Fortunately, out of the mentality of being prepared, Char stored a large number of alchemical potion synthesis formulas in Yui's knowledge base, and there were quite a lot of plant seeds and herb seeds sealed in the magic circle for backup.

Otherwise, relying on the alchemical secret medicine brought when he came in, it really couldn't last for the consumption in the past ten years.

"The teacher just came. The historical turbulence around the fragments of the fantasy belt has become stable."

"In a few days, we can get out of the fragments of the fantasy belt."

Char held the girl's hand, feeling the body temperature transmitted from her fingers, and whispered in Aurora's ear.

He felt the soft and boneless little hand tighten slightly, so he chuckled again and said, "Don't worry, I will always be with you and will not leave the Garden of Eden until you unseal the last restraint of the Holy Spear."

Char stroked the light golden long hair with his other hand, tied the soft hair into a knot between his fingers, and then spread it out.

He knew that Xiao Ai, who was in a meditative state, was not convenient to answer, but he could hear himself talking.

"Since we came in together, we naturally have to go out together."

After hearing Char's words, the little hand that was tightly holding Char's palm just loosened slightly.

"I have put the meals and clean water in the incubator at the door. You can eat anytime after you finish meditating."

"I will have to meditate for a while, but I will let Yui monitor the situation in the Garden of Eden at any time. If there is any change, Yui will notify me at any time through the soul contract."

After saying all this, Xia Ya just touched the head of the blonde girl beside him and stood up to leave.

However, just as Xia Ya stood up and walked out of the door of the training room, he found a resistance coming from his clothes.

The small mini holy spear turned around at some point and hooked the corner of his clothes.

Looking at the holy spear that was reluctantly hooked on the corner of his clothes, Xia Ya couldn't help but smile.

"I know."

He leaned over and embraced the soft body in front of him.

Then, he kissed the girl's lips.

...

After lingering for ten minutes.

Xia Ya just appeared in the bathroom again.

"Sure enough, this is my eternal home."

Xia Ya looked at the familiar bathroom and ceiling in front of him and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

However, this time he was not going to the remnant of history, but the coordinates indicated on the invitation letter of the Golden Dawn.

A place similar to the fantasy zone where he was at the moment, also independent of time and space, and even a black fog world above history.

His mind moved slightly, and a pocket watch appeared in his palm.

Xia Ya looked at the pointer on the pocket watch, while silently converting the time corresponding to the current time node in his mind.

Then.

He heard several illusory and hazy prayers in his ears.

Xia Ya's spirit moved slightly, and he was about to take action.

But the next moment, his mind paused slightly.

In the spiritual body formed in the spiritual ocean, Xia Ya clearly sensed a familiar breath.

"Su Lun?"

...

Western Continent, the capital of the Holy Church.

Summer Flower Capital Florence, Dawn Holy Court.

The black-haired Dawn Saint was sitting in her room, playing with the small doll in her hand and writing something with a pen.

The magic lamp gave off a soft glow, illuminating the file in front of him.

Recorded on it were the punishment measures for the former Dawn God-favored Histalia Borgia, which were discussed by the top leaders of the Dawn Church.

"Dissolve the alliance with the Borgia family, and revoke Histalia's status as a God-favored, and downgrade her to an ordinary member of the church?"

"That's not enough."

A hint of coldness flashed in Su Lun's eyes.

"Someone, in order to highlight his image as a righteous partner, must use the reason that the ignorant are innocent to show his magnanimity."

"But I'm different."

"Who made me such a mean and vindictive bad woman..."

Her slender wrist turned slightly, erasing the file that had made the previous decision.

The Dawn Saint is not only a symbol of the entire Dawn Church to the outside world, but also means becoming a candidate for the next high priest.

Even though she had not yet become a high priest, the identity of the Saint of the Dawn was enough to make Su Lun's voice in the Holy Court of Florence only inferior to that of the high priest and the cardinal.

Even if it was the decision of the highest-level jury, she still had room to intervene.

"Directly expel her from the sequence of the Dawn Church... But if that's all, she will be out of the Church's sphere of influence. With Histalia's own strength and the remaining power of the Borgia family, she can still live a good life."

The Saint of the Dawn paused for a moment and soon began to rewrite.

"You will retain your status as a member of the Church, but as a punishment, you will need to go to the outskirts of the Desolate Mountains and serve as a grassroots pastor in the newly opened branch church in the mining town."

"After all, I'm not a demon..."

She chuckled: "Although being a pastor in the mining town is a bit hard, at least I still have contact with the Church, and even have a chance to become a favored person again."

"Whether it is for the revival of the family or for other reasons... I believe Miss Histalia will not refuse."

Dingling——

Beside the desk, a crystal like a warning light suddenly flashed.

And Su Lun's movements could not help but pause.

She stretched out her hand and snapped her fingers.

The next moment, the sound of gears and mechanisms running one after another sounded.

The dolls in the shape of a teenager, the pillows, and even the books with someone's name on them placed on the bookshelf were all hidden under the action of the mechanical mechanism.

Disappeared in the secondary plane and subspace used for storage, leaving only the most original appearance.

Holy, clean, everywhere is filled with crosses, silver statues, clean water and other religious supplies that a believer's residence should have.

After doing all this, Su Lun straightened his clothes.

Until then, the sound of light footsteps was heard on the corridor in the distance.

Su Lun pushed the door open and walked out.

In the corridor outside the door was an old woman in luxurious clothes, with gray hair and wearing a crimson church robe -

Cardinal Auriel.

Unlike the cardinals assigned to other order camp countries who manage all the affairs of the Holy See within the borders.

Auriel is the kind of cardinal who stays in the headquarters of the Holy See and has a respected status.

"Your Highness, Bishop Auriel, I didn't expect to meet you just after I left the house."

Su Lun's pretty face showed a look of joy.

"Are you on duty in the Holy Court today? Why didn't you inform me in advance when you came to see me, so that I could go to you directly."

"It's not on duty. I came to see you today for more important things."

Looking at Su Lun in front of her, the old woman's old face also flashed a trace of satisfaction.

She looked at the saint in front of her with a scrutinizing eye, the ring between her fingers flickered, and a light golden barrier appeared silently.

Su Lun's beautiful eyes moved slightly, and she saw that this was a divine barrier used to isolate sounds and movements and hinder the spread of information.

She herself loved to use this type of props. When she met with Char privately in the knowledge city of Lugia, she had used it to eat secretly in the room.

It's just that the methods she and Char used were both activated by magic technology, while Auriel in front of her used divine arts to activate it.

After doing all this, Auriel looked at Su Lun.

"You have passed the test to join the Golden Dawn..."

"I came to you today to guide you to participate in our secret gathering."

"Did you pass the test?"

Su Lun showed a look of surprise and joy at the right time.

"I thought that people like me could only start as reserve members."

"Originally, it is true."

Auriel looked down at the girl in front of him and spoke lightly.

"After all, the secret gathering of the Golden Dawn has always adhered to the principle of "better to have no one than to have something inferior."

"Those who are qualified to become a member of the Golden Dawn and truly join it are all veterans among the legends, or simply have set foot on the road to becoming a god."

"With your current strength, only after a long probation period can you have the opportunity to become a member of the Golden Dawn at the moment you truly step into the legend."

"But, Su Lun, you are very lucky."

Auriel smiled and said.

"Because of your special identity as the Saint of the Dawn..."

"Plus, you and Xia Egut had a relationship several years ago."

"We decided to make this special case for you."

When he heard the name Xia Egut, Su Lun couldn't help but pinch the soft flesh in the palm of his hand with his index finger.

But on the surface, the Saint of the Dawn showed a puzzled expression and a little disgust.

"I did have some friendship with him in the past, but now we are far apart and will never meet again."

"Besides, he is clearly having an ambiguous relationship with the witch in the White Tower and many other women. I guess he has already forgotten my existence."

"The most important thing is...according to the rumors in the Western Continent, isn't Xia Egut dead?"

Auriel was examining Su Lun in front of him from beginning to end. Hearing this, he nodded slightly.

"That's just a rumor among other people."

"But, as a member of the Golden Dawn, we naturally know that he is not dead."

"After all, he was personally chosen by the eighth god..."

The eighth god?

As the Saint of the Dawn, Su Lun naturally knew very clearly that in the doctrines and scriptures of the Dawn Church, there were only seven names of true gods from beginning to end.

For this reason, when Auriel spoke, she was extremely eager to know the information from the other party.

The point is not whether he is the eighth or not the eighth god of the Dawn, but because the other party seems to have a great connection with Char.

But——

Tick-tock.

The sound of the clock interrupted Auriel's statement.

The old woman raised her wrist to look at the watch, and no longer continued the previous topic, but looked directly at Su Lun in front of her.

"Time is almost up."

"I will guide you to the secret gathering of the Golden Dawn."

"Remember, your identity as the Saint of the Dawn does not mean much to those beings."

"Talk less, listen more."

"If a participant asks you a question, answer it truthfully."

As soon as Auriel finished speaking, she gently waved the scepter in her hand.

The next moment, Su Lun felt that her eyes were shrouded by a black mist.

When she opened her eyes again, what came into her sight had turned into an ancient bronze table.

And on the bronze table filled with black mist, she seemed to see a throne woven by golden branches.

On the throne made of branches, a figure loomed.

But as Su Lun blinked, the throne and the figure on it were covered by the black mist and disappeared, just like an illusion.