Tianjin people will never lose SAN

Chapter 612 Castalana

"So, Ricky, you saved me?"

Liu Yonglu and the saint ate and chatted, while the little genius brother and sister stood beside them in fear and trepidation.

How could this be possible!? The Saint and Saint Barlaan were talking right in front of her. Was this something that ordinary believers could hear? Roselis wanted to take out her notebook to record it, but she was a little hesitant. She was not a religious scholar. If she made a mistake in recording a sentence, it would be a big joke.

The little genius brother was very responsible. There was no one else in the room. He poked the holy spear on the ground, his back was straight, his eyes looked straight ahead, and his expression was very solemn.

Liu Yonglu was smoking and chatting when he suddenly turned his head and got startled, thinking that Haversian was going to poke someone.

"Hey, what do you call this... follow your heart. People can't do things against their will."

Liu Yonglu waved his hand:

"Harverson, Roselis, you two should sit down too. Don't stand. It makes me dizzy."

The Saint also chimed in:

"Well, sit down."

Liu Yonglu saw that Haversian was still standing there like a wooden sculpture and was about to stand up and pull him.

The little genius brother and sister then each found a stool to sit down, but they didn't dare to sit down completely. Their buttocks were stuck to the edge of the stool, and their bodies were straight.

"Saint Lady Boss...cough."

Looking at the saint's eyes, Liu Yonglu held back the second half of his sentence:
"Castalana, what's the next step?"

"Return to the Holy See."

When the little genius brother and sister heard this, their eyes sparkled.

The Saint is finally returning to her loyal Holy See, which is a great event for the Holy See.

Who could have imagined that within just one year, first the patron saint would tour the world, and then the saint would return to the Holy See. At that time, Victoria would definitely hold a celebration lasting a week... no, at least a month.

The two of them had already imagined the cheering crowd in the square, the white doves flying beside the wishing well, and the countless flowers and fireworks.

"But I am going back as Castalana, not as a saint."

The saint added another sentence, and the little genius brother and sister looked at each other in confusion, not understanding what she meant.

Liu Yonglu had a rough guess in his mind that the establishment of the Saint's Sect was not the will of the Saint herself, but the inevitable result of reincarnation fate.

To put it bluntly, the saint doesn't have much affection for her own sect.

Castalana had just escaped from the Virgin Mary's body, and she wanted to experience the daily life of an ordinary human being rather than being worshipped in a chapel like a Bodhisattva.

"The place where I was born should be not far from the Holy See. Haverson, Roselis, are you willing to walk with me after we get to the Holy See?"

"It is our honor to have the Holy Lady's compassion shine upon the earth."

Roselis quickly pulled her brother's sleeve and answered in unison.

"Well, I heard that the Saint's Sect has sent many ships this time. You must help me keep it a secret."

"This……"

The genius brother and sister looked at each other in a dilemma. If they knew about the incident but didn't report it, they would have a hard time explaining themselves if the cardinal blamed them.

"Just do as Castalana says. If anything goes wrong, just push it onto me."

Liu Yonglu took on the responsibility.

"Ok."

The dream scene of the Holy Throne rejoicing and the Saint's Faction's reputation reaching its peak did not happen, and the little genius brother and sister felt a little disappointed.

"Don't worry, if the Holy See needs it, I will reveal my identity at the right time." After the Saint said this, the little genius brother and sister, including Liu Yonglu, were all shocked. What was going on? Could the Saint see through people's hearts?
"Perhaps it's because of... the Virgin Mary, I have inherited some of the power of the gods.

Ricky, don't even think about sneaking in here in the middle of the night and putting a cigarette in my mouth."

The saint smiled at Liu Yonglu.

Just at this moment, the door opened and Millie Tang stood at the door. The witch had changed into her favorite purple dress, with purple agate pendants on her earlobes and a towel wrapped around her head, apparently she had just washed her hair.

"Ricky, I heard that you were called away by the Saint."

Millie Tang's voice was very gentle, so gentle that Liu Yonglu got goose bumps.

"You must be Miss Millie Tang, thank you very much, thank you very much for your help before. If it weren't for you, the whole world and my worthless life would be in extremely dangerous situation."

Seeing Millie Tang coming in, the saint supported her body with her arms, walked down from the bed, and bowed very formally.

"..."

Millie Tang was dumbfounded. That was just the way she was. If someone spoke rudely or behaved rudely, Millie Tang would never show mercy.

But if the other party is particularly polite, Millie Tang would be a little at a loss.

She had originally entered the house prepared to "demand punishment", but after finally taking a shower and changing into her favorite clothes, she prepared to go to the living room to enjoy the meal prepared by her lover.

When I got to the living room and asked, I found out that Ricky had been called away.

Marquette drank too much and exaggerated the flattery, which made Millie Tang angry. If it weren't for the little genius brother and sister and the saint, Liu Yonglu's arm would have been in trouble long ago.

"Miss Millie Tang, you are so beautiful. In all the long years of tens of thousands of years, I have never seen anyone as beautiful as you."

"..."

The Saint could read minds, and Milly Tang's thoughts at the moment were particularly strong, allowing the Saint to see them all at a glance.

After these compliments, Millie Tang became completely speechless.

"Old Saint, please take a good rest first. If you are hungry, come to the living room to eat with us. We will leave first."

The Saint could see through Liu Yonglu's little thoughts. This guy didn't even dare to call her by her name in front of his beloved, and instead called her "Old Saint"!
"Mi Li'er, by the way, I almost forgot about this."

Walking out of the saint's bedroom, Liu Yonglu slapped his head and took out a wooden box from his pocket and handed it to Millie Tang. This thing was hard to come by and was related to the witch's secret and whereabouts.

"Ah...what's going on..."

Millie Tang hasn't recovered from the shock yet.

To be honest, one word of praise from the "imaginary enemy" Saint is more effective than ten words of praise from Richie.

Humph, you admit defeat! I win! The witch clenched her fists.

When Millie Tang saw the wooden box in Liu Yonglu's hand, she quickly grabbed it. She stroked the small copper lock on the box and carefully took out the key from her neck.

Millie Tang took a few deep breaths before opening the lock.

She was afraid that the box would be empty, and that there was nothing important in it, and her expectations would be dashed.

After a while, with a crisp "click", the copper lock opened, and Milly Tang tremblingly opened several rolls of parchment in the box.

Liu Yonglu didn't understand this and couldn't help, so he just stood there staring at the beautiful Millie Tang in front of him.

As time passed, mist gradually appeared in the witch's big eyes.

"That's great, Ricky, Mom should be fine."

Millie Tang wrapped her arms around Liu Yonglu's neck and fell into his arms.

(End of this chapter)