Translator: Dj2203
Editor: Dj2203
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Was there such a good thing?
Luo Mi held the comb and watched Anos sitting on the bench with his back to him. He then turned his naked back towards him with great trust, and his pure white wings fluttered gently unconsciously.
Observing closely, the pair of wings exuded a faint glow, feeling both warm and noble. Each feather was smooth and graceful, and arranged neatly, so perfect that it looked like a work of art. Luo Mi was even a little afraid to touch it.
Luo Mi held his breath, took the wooden comb covered with foam, and tried to comb the pure white feathers.
The pure white wings trembled as if in reflection.
Luo Mi quickly asked: “Did it hurt you?”
Anos turned around and smiled: “It’s just an instinctive reaction. Do you think angel wings are so fragile?”
Luo Mi then felt relieved and continued to comb those beautiful white feathers.
Anos’s wings were very warm, warmer than Luo Mi’s and even Anos’s own temperature, and felt extremely smooth, making Luo Mi love it. If this wasn’t the Holy Son of the Church but his own bird, Luo Mi would probably have stroked it hard for half an hour.
Although he had urged Anos to wash the wings before, in fact, the wings might be cleaner than his hands, without any dust or sweat. After all, it was the supernatural power of the Holy See.
As he was combing the wings, Luo Mi pulled back the comb and found a feather wet with foam stuck on it.
He had an idea: Isn’t this a perfect opportunity to steal feathers?
But after weighing the matter internally for a few seconds, Luo Mi gave up this opportunity, wiped the feather carefully, and placed it on the table beside him.
The system was quite surprised:
[The host actually defeated greed?]
“Can you speak?” Luo Mi taught the system a lesson in his mind, “I think you really don’t understand. This is called casting a long line to catch a big fish.”
[?]
“After what happened just now, even if Anos didn’t suspect me of stealing feathers, he wouldn’t put me in the security line. I want to prove to him that I am pure and honest and won’t take his feathers secretly. Only then will I have the opportunity to take more in the future, or even have him give them to me directly.”
[…You humans are so scary.]
Luo Mi coughed lightly and said, “I have no choice, I have to make a living after all. Besides, the feathers I took this time are enough. If I take more, Reinhardt will suspect that I have plucked their Saint Son bald.”
Anos’ wings felt very good to the touch, but they were quite large. After Luo Mi helped clean them, he was sweating profusely.
After finally cleaning up, Anos stood up, shook his wings slightly, and the water and foam on top dissipated.
Anos turned around and saw the neatly arranged feathers on the table. The corners of his lips curled up slightly. He put the feathers away and turned around to see Luo Mi sweating all over. He paused for a moment and said, “Go take a shower first. I’ll check your body later.”
Luo Mi also felt a little uncomfortable with his sticky body, so he agreed and went into the bathroom.
….
When Anos came out of the prayer room, he closed the door.
Turning around and seeing Reinhardt waiting outside, Anos asked, “What’s the matter?”
Reinhardt paused and asked, “Has your Highness seen Lian?”
Anos pointed to the prayer room: “Lian is taking a shower.”
Reinhardt, who had rushed over after hearing the nun’s report, asked cautiously based on his trust and understanding of Anos: “Your Highness saw him taking a bath, and so you came out?”
Anos didn’t understand: “No, I just finished washing, and he is washing now.”
Reinhardt: “…”
Reinhardt: “Why is your highness bathing with Lian?”
“Not washing together. I asked him to help me clean my wings.” After Anos finished explaining, he looked at Reinhardt’s instantly relieved expression. He was a little puzzled but was soon overwhelmed by the joy from the bottom of his heart. “Lian can look directly at my wings without being burned by the holy fire, proving that he is a rare innocent person! His coming to my side is indeed God’s guidance.”
Reinhardt was also shocked – all people were born with original sin. Anyone who came to see the wings of His Majesty the Son of God must either pray and repent immediately or be burned by the holy fire, even those in the Vatican were no exception.
Anos handed the feathers in his hand to Reinhardt: “Use these feathers to make a amulet.”
Reinhardt was surprised again and guessed, “For Lian?”
Anos nodded and warned, “Don’t keep it for yourself.”
What kind of image did His Highness have of him in his heart… Reinhardt’s face twitched: “Yes.”
….
Luo Mi placed a total of six feathers in front of Reinhardt and raised his chin proudly: “Give me the money.”
Reinhardt’s face was calm as he casually threw out a heavy bag: “Three thousand, count them.”
Luo Mi was startled, and opened it suspiciously, his eyes dazzled by the golden light inside. He looked up in surprise and looked at Reinhardt carefully: “You don’t seem surprised at all?”
Reinhardt said mysteriously: “I believe in your ability.”
Luo Mi didn’t believe his nonsense at all, but since he had the money, he didn’t care and patiently counted the gold coins.
Reinhardt put the feathers away and asked casually, “I heard that you can look directly at His Majesty’s wings without being affected?”
Luo Mi counted the gold coins and answered casually, “Yes.”
“Your Highness’s wings caused an accident when he was a child…”
Reinhardt still found it a little unbelievable. He looked Luo Mi up and down, not missing the shining eyes and the swaying tail of Luo Mi as he stared at those lovely gold coins. He said to himself, “If I lead a sinless God’s Chosen One to fall into the hands of a greedy demon, God will burn me to death, right?”
After Luo Mi finished counting, he blew up the bundle with satisfaction and complained casually: “This is too heavy. Are there no banknotes or anything?”
“Yes.” Reinhardt pulled out a stack of banknotes with the smell of ink from his pocket, “But they can only be circulated within the empire. The principality does not recognize the currency of the Alpha Empire. And I guessed you would prefer the feeling of counting gold coins.”
Luo Mi admitted that what he said made sense, but he still said righteously: “I am not such a greedy person! Change these two thousand gold coins into banknotes.”
Daisy could use the paper money issued by the empire, Luo Mi would then give part of the gold coins to Peidi, and of course put the rest into his own pocket.
No one would complain about having too much money!
After getting the banknotes, Luo Mi finally thought about what Reinhardt had just said: “What happened to Anos’ wings?”
Reinhardt did not hide it: “When His Highness was young, he once returned to the Principality of Terry – Oh, this is where His Highness the Son of God was born. At that time, His Highness was only seven years old and could not control the huge power of holy light very well, so His Holiness the Pope put a seal on His Highness to avoid accidents.”
“As a result, on the first day in the palace of the Principality of Terry, His Highness encountered an accident. A palace maid fell from the attic. In a panic, His Highness broke through the seal of His Majesty and spread his wings to catch the maid. Although the maid did not fall, His Highness’ wings were exposed to everyone present.”
Luo Mi was stunned for a moment: “It affected many people?”
Reinhard nodded. “The little prince who led His Highness to play in the attic witnessed it with his own eyes. At that time, the queen was enjoying afternoon tea with other ladies in the garden and happened to look up and saw it. The servants, maids, and guards nearby were no exception. After the blessing on the angel’s wings was activated, they were all enveloped by the holy fire that burned away their sins.”
“And finally?”
Reinhardt’s expression became a little more serious. “The queen was burned to ashes. The others were injured to varying degrees. The least injured was the young prince. He fully recovered under the healing of the Holy Light of the Church. The others were left with more or less sequelae.”
Luo Mi opened his mouth, remembering the expression on Anos’ face before he spread his wings.
He couldn’t help but wonder, “Is it a blessing or a curse that God has added to Anos’ wings?”
Reinhardt immediately glared at him and said, “Don’t talk nonsense. If the Inquisition hears this, they can arrest you.”
Luo Mi closed his mouth and made a zippering motion.
“Since that incident, Your Highness has never shown his wings outside again.” Reinhardt patted Luo Mi’s shoulder. “Although Your Highness never said it, I think Your Highness has never let it go, so he deliberately kept a distance from most people… Since you can bear the blessing of Your Highness’s wings, we are all very happy.”
Luo Mi was silent for a moment, and asked the system in his heart: “Is that really a blessing from God?”
[At least the source of power is indeed divine power.]
“That means…if I can successfully corrupt Anos, this blessing will be gone?”
The system was very impressed with the host’s associative ability. But after careful consideration, it found that it was really feasible:
[After the Son of God turned evil and fell, all of his divine power was transformed into magic power, and God’s blessing was of course ineffective.]
Luo Mi asked worriedly, “Is there any demon or something like that suppressing him?”
[I haven’t seen any setting of gods in Demon Realm yet, otherwise the final BOSS in the original work would not be the Fallen Son of God.]
Luo Mi was relieved, looked at Reinhardt solemnly, and promised: “I will definitely work hard to help Anos eliminate this… side effect.”
Reinhardt was stunned for a moment: “There is no need to work hard on this.”
That is a blessing from God, how can it be erased so easily? Besides, the reason why God gave angels wings is because humans once betrayed God.
He pulled out another tape measure from his pocket, “By the way, let me measure your wrist.”
Luo Mi was curious: “What are you measuring this for?”
“I won’t tell you.” Reinhardt chuckled, “Anyway, it’s a good thing. Just thank His Highness and look forward to it.”
Luo Mi subtly felt that Reinhardt’s attitude towards him had changed. To put it in a metaphor, it was like a loyal dog classifying him as one of his own.
After measuring his wrist, Reinhardt clapped his hands and said, “In three days, we will set off to return to the Holy City.”
Luo Mi couldn’t help but feel a little nervous: “Are we going to the Holy City now?”
The holy city of Bethlehem, the headquarters of the Vatican in this world and the place favored by God?
Reinhardt thought he was worried, so he smiled and said, “You are innocent, what are you afraid of? His Highness will take care of everything for you.”
Luo Mi shook his head and muttered, “What do you know…”
If he had just crossed over, he might not have been so worried, but now he was covered with all kinds of buffs. On the front, there were the Chosen Ones and the Innocent Ones, and on the back, there were the messengers of the Black Winged Lord and the subordinates of the evil Anos… There were also subordinates like succubus and vampires. He agreed to the request of the evil Anos and even discovered some secrets that he was not sure whether he should know or not.
It would be much more difficult to make up a perfect lie that could not be detected!
Luo Mi rubbed his forehead with a headache, hoping devoutly in his heart: It would be best if he could encounter an incident that would completely corrupt Anos halfway, so that he wouldn’t have to go to the Holy City!
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