Today's princess is still cute

Except when facing Tina, His Holiness the Son of God, who was a straight man in front of all other girls, just waved his hand generously, indicating that he did not take the handkerchief seriously.

Doris, who realized it later, also reacted.

His Majesty never thought of me as a girl. To him, I was no different from other priests. No matter how good-looking or well-built they were, they were all companions.

There is no special prefix.

He is gentle to you and will be gentle to others as well.

In his eyes, there is only the princess.

There was a dark light flashing in Doris's eyes, but she didn't notice it. She just smiled and said, "Your Majesty, I will go back to reflect on myself. You can go and do your work. Thank you for coming to accompany me. I am sorry to have kept you company."

"You're too polite. You don't have to be so polite to me." Cardinson scratched his head as he watched Doris running away.

And in a dimly lit room, a surprised female voice sounded.

"Heh, the demon species' reaction has taken another step closer. The Church still hasn't learned its lesson from the previous incident. Since you trust your own people so much, then I can wait and see."

No one is born vicious until she has experienced jealousy.

Chapter 155 It's always quiet

I thought this matter would just pass like this, but I didn't expect the news to start spreading within the Vatican in a strange trend. Generally speaking, when people hear about this kind of thing, they would smile knowingly or be filled with indignation, but for some reason, the momentum is now developing in a bad direction.

It even began to spread to Tina, who lived a peaceful and peaceful life as a stay-at-home girl.

"I heard that Sister Doris beat someone up."

Cardinson, who was tutoring Tina, was stunned and asked, "How did Your Highness know about this?"

"In the afternoon, I heard the sisters who came to bring me food chatting." Tina looked a little confused. In her naive opinion, Doris didn't seem like the type of person who would hit others.

Cardinson frowned slightly and asked, "What did you talk about?"

"It is said that Sister Doris was in a bad mood and had a conflict with someone when she went out. She beat the other person to vent her anger," Tina whispered, "That's it."

Don't know why.

She didn't say the following words, as if she would feel uncomfortable if she said them, and Tina didn't like this uncomfortable feeling.

What the priests said was - "Doris, she's gone crazy thinking about being with His Majesty the Son of God. She finally got a chance to go on a mission together, but ended up losing face, so she can only vent her anger on the civilians. Let me tell you, do you remember the time when His Majesty the Son of God went south? Doris begged her father, a Templar Knight, to get her into the team. Can she compare to His Majesty Tina? There's no way His Majesty the Son of God would look down on her."

It is not right to gossip about others behind their back in the Vatican, but no one knew what happened this time, and no one knew who started it, but all of a sudden, Doris's matter became a hot topic of discussion.

In other words, this beautiful, cute, cheerful and lively little genius girl was pushed to the opposite side of everyone for the first time.

The men didn't care about this kind of thing, and many of Doris's suitors were even very angry and wanted to help Doris vent her anger. However, when they thought of the rumors that Doris was infatuated with His Majesty the Saint and tried to destroy the relationship between His Majesty and the princess, they began to resist instinctively.

The young girls were even more direct. Some of the hot-tempered ones were already saying openly, "Isn't Doris a little shameless?" and "Can this be considered a priest of the Vatican? What's the difference between her and those jealous aristocratic girls out there."

In just a day and a half, literally just a day and a half, Doris's story became known to everyone.

There were many different opinions, and the original version became more and more bizarre. Those who were at the scene were actually gradually led astray - hey, maybe this is what Doris was thinking at the time?

However, time was limited and the high-ranking officials of the Vatican did not notice it. After all, no one dared to speak ill of another person in front of them.

Doris even locked herself up at home, refusing to come out. Now there was no one left to explain to.

Cardinson subconsciously felt that this matter was a bit strange, but he didn't know what was strange. After all, an old straight man couldn't figure out the ins and outs between girls. He said, "Doris's incident this time was excusable. I was there when she was taken to the Inspection Department yesterday. It's not her fault, otherwise Minister Carol wouldn't have given her a day off to let her rest."

He said "Oh" and nodded to indicate that he understood.

Cardinson was straight to other girls, but not to Tina.

He keenly noticed the princess's mood changes, reached out and held Tina's hand, and asked, "What's wrong? Are you unhappy about something? I went out with her because of work, and I told you before."

Tina felt a little ashamed when her little thoughts were exposed. She felt that the better her relationship with Cardinson was, the more inappropriate thoughts she had, such as jealousy.

"There are many people who like Mr. Knight."

"Ah? Hahaha, what nonsense are you talking about? Is there anyone else who likes me besides Your Highness?" Cardinson smiled.

This is really not a lie, this fool thinks so most of the time, he doesn't think about it carefully, he is the Son of God, and he is so well matched with Her Royal Highness the Princess, and his appearance is top-notch, even if others like him, will they show it?

"Have."

Tina said seriously.

Cardinson held her little hand, rubbed her palm with his thumb a few times, and said lightly: "If you like it, then like it. Isn't the Son of God something that is put on display to be liked by people? It's a high-quality idol. But no matter how many people like me, it doesn't affect me that I only like Your Highness. My heart is full of you, and there is no room for anyone else."

Tina's face turned red again.

This kind of love talk still makes her happy, but she doesn't know how to respond, so she can only say awkwardly: "Me, me too."

Tina's little mood was naturally easy to soothe, and soon she continued to read happily.

And Cardinson, who was sitting next to him, did not forget to add one more thing to tomorrow's schedule - "deal with the rumors about Doris and don't let the little girl get troubled."

He didn't think it was a troublesome matter. After all, this was the Vatican, and we were all one family. All he had to do was make it clear.

With him, the Son of God, stepping forward, I believe the matter will be resolved soon.

Dale's house.

Doris lay on her bed, staring blankly at the ceiling, with the food that had long gone cold beside her.

Why is this so.

Why is it that when I close my eyes, all I think about is him?

When did it become like this? When I walk in a crowd, my eyes can't help but look towards him.

When I came back from the south, the feeling of resisting him disappeared again, and was replaced by an even stronger feeling. I wanted to be close to him, to be with him all the time, and to be like that princess and always receive his tenderness.

I am just a small pastor. How can I compare to that princess, and how can I be worthy of the unparalleled Son of God?

The pain like a needle prick kept rolling in her heart, and the complex emotions like waves washed over her brain again and again, including confusion, fear, expectation, unwillingness, but more importantly, jealousy.

Her deep blue eyes no longer had the liveliness and grace of the past, and the beauty that Cardinson once described as "an inch of autumnal glance is worth a thousand barrels of pearls" had turned into a cold sculpture.

If, if I could have known him earlier than she did, would I be the one staying by his side now?

PS: The chapter that was taken offline has not been released yet. It is such an important part. My reading rate has plummeted. I am going crazy.

Chapter 156 You Want to Take Revenge on the World

"Doris, have you eaten yet? I have to go on duty later, so remember to wash the dishes when you are full."

Her mother's voice came from downstairs. Doris turned over, hugged her pillow, and responded weakly, "I know, Mom."

As the door closed, the girl let out a long sigh.

She looked at the clock in the corner. It was half past eleven at night.

According to her usual schedule, she should have gone to bed two hours ago.

Stay up late as much as you want. Anyway, the person in your heart is probably already asleep, covered well with a blanket, and having sweet dreams. Even if someone else appears in your dream, it will never be you. This night, you will have nothing left for you except loneliness.

Doris covered her face and suddenly felt like crying.

Why, why, why is it not me who is next to him?

Why he never said goodnight to me, why his hug was never for me.

The young man came with brilliant light and lit a fire in her heart. She just felt warm, but she never imagined that the fire would ignite the whole world and burn her to ashes with the force of a prairie fire.

"what"

Doris whimpered in pain, and strange black lines began to grow wildly on her fair and smooth skin, but she was completely unaware of it.

The night is still long.

"Zheng!"

Alia's sword was chopped away by the big knife in the skeleton's hand. While he was shocked, the skeleton's bony claws grabbed towards his heart.

Dark Moon Mysticism: Foot!

Alia's figure flashed, and when she appeared again, she had rolled into the snow beside her, looking very embarrassed.

The skeleton seemed to let out a sneer, so chilling in the snow and wind.

The legendary inherited sword of the Dark Moon Elves [The Splendor of This World] fell not far from him. Alia roared, rushed over to pick it up, and charged towards the terrifying skeleton again.

With every collision, Alia's heart sank a little.

The Dark Moon Secret Art is the world's most advanced body-refining technique. From the first to the ninth level, they are hands, feet, pupils, arms, legs, torso, skull, blood, and soul. Each level is tempered to create the strongest body.

Alia has now reached the middle stage of the fifth level, which is the period when his strength and speed increase dramatically. However, with his physical fitness that allows him to not fear monsters of the same level in this frozen forest, how could he be completely suppressed by a mysterious skeleton?

The seemingly tattered bone sword was not damaged at all by the chopping of [The Splendor of This World], without even a small crack left.

However, Alia has discovered in these ten rounds that the red round bead is the source of the skeleton's power!

"die!!!"

The prince of the Dark Moon Elves roared, and his sword slashed upwards at the red bead on the top of the skull with a mysterious arc. He had been waiting for this flaw for a long time, and the skull would not have had time to react!

[The Splendor of This World] A silver light flashed, and the snowflakes falling around were frozen in an instant.

The skeleton really had no time to react. When he wanted to block with the bone knife in his hand, the long sword was already within a finger's distance of the red bead.

After a moment, Alia still maintained the chopping posture, but her body was frozen in place.

He looked at the red round bead so close to him and lowered his head in disbelief. At his chest, a pale bone claw pierced through his body from behind.

The blood immediately gushed out and Alia's face turned pale as paper.

How could this happen? How could this happen?!

That skeleton has mastered the power of the law?

Why was the outcome reversed at that moment?

"Wow!"

When the bone claw was pulled away, Alia's strength seemed to be taken away as well. She fell to her knees on the ground, with [The Glory of This World] inserted into the frozen soil, trembling slightly.

The skeleton slowly walked around him, returned to its original place, and picked up the floating red bead.

At this time, it is not surprising that skeletons can speak.

"Has the royal bloodline of the Dark Moon Elves become so weak?" The skeleton's voice was a little sharp, like a wild beast scratching a stone slab with its claws in the night.

Alia raised her head, straightened her back with great effort, spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, and sneered, "Who the hell are you?"

The skeleton didn't dodge, letting the blood foam spit onto its skeleton. It squatted down, put the bone knife on Alia's neck, and said, "You haven't cultivated the Dark Moon Secret Art to the sixth level yet. You can't stop the bleeding from such an injury. How about I help you and let you get rid of it sooner?"

"Oh, it's just a fatal wound," Alia laughed disdainfully, "You know us Dark Moon Elves quite well, right? Then you must also know that there has never been a coward among the Dark Moon Elves."

"Goodbye, then."

The skeleton raised the bone knife slightly, and then chopped it down swiftly.

At the moment when the cold blade touched her neck, Alia sighed silently. She never expected that she would die at the hands of a skeleton. It seemed that her father's heir would have to be adopted from another uncle's family.

After waiting for a long time, the expected darkness did not come.

When Alia opened his eyes, he saw camellia flowers all over the mountains. The gentle breeze carried a fragrance, and all the colors were so vivid. There was even a furry squirrel running past a tree next to him.

The frozen earth, the wind and the snow, all disappeared, leaving only the chirping of birds and the fragrance of flowers that he had never seen before.

The skeleton also disappeared, leaving only a red shadow floating beside him.

"Stand up, prince of the Dark Moon clan, and look here. This is your former hometown."

"hometown"

Alia found that her injuries had completely healed, with only bloodstains proving that there had been a horrible penetrating wound.

"Before that false god created the new world, the Dark Moon Elves had lived here for nearly ten thousand years. That bitch cut off the ancient history and created her own civilization," the red shadow said something that no one had ever said before. "Dark Moon Secret Art? It was just the most basic martial arts of the former Dark Moon Elves. However, [The Splendor of This World] was preserved. Did your ancestors tell you that this sword was given to you by God? Ridiculous!"

The red shadow suddenly became angry and roared loudly: "This sword! This is a former divine sword! One of the weapons used by the true ancestor of all elves, the Goddess of Nature, Golister! When your ancestor held it, anyone who dared to be his enemy would be terrified! Who dares to insult the Dark Moon Elves? Instead of hiding in the corner of this continent like now, being a prisoner!"

Alia said in shock: "You, who are you? Why do you know such a thing?"

"You don't need to know who I am," the red shadow asked through gritted teeth, "I ask you, Prince of the Dark Moon Clan, do you have anger in your heart?"

Chapter 157 Trapped

Dragging his tired body, Cardinson hummed a little tune as he went to the cafeteria to get a meal. He also took Tina's portion and prepared to return home to eat with her.