Chapter 143:

Facing Prince Carlo's affectionate look, Liu Yu found that there was no ripple in his heart
And his appearance is obviously very good.
Red lips and white teeth, clear eyebrows, and graceful manners.
"Sorry, I don't need a servant."
Faced with her rejection, the teenager lowered his eyes:
"I was rude."
He looked lost, like a poor puppy abandoned by his master.
Liu Yu remembered the fact that when she was trapped on the post of fire, the man rushed out and gave up--
This is certainly human nature.
"Prince Carlo, you are the best prince I have ever met, and you have all the good qualities of the prince, integrity, kindness, gentleness, pity, you are very good—"
"--You are still blaming me."
The teenager’s eyelashes were trembling, and when he lifted them, his amber eyes were clear and tender. "I blame myself too. If I am brave... Maybe, now you accept it."
"But I can't, there is the entire royal family behind me, I am more than myself, even if I try again..."
"So, you will be a qualified king in the future."
Prince Carlo heard her unfinished intention, and chased out when the girl was vacant and about to disappear:
"What about him? What about God? Is he a qualified lover? Follower?"
"No, neither is he." The girl looked back, the blue eyes were calm and calm, like a pool of standing water, "He is like you."

At this time, the Temple of Light was falling into a quarrel.
Mrs. Fergus was forced into the center of the hall.
In front is a ruined bright stone statue, surrounded by a dried holy pool. With her as the center, a huge six-pointed star array is drawn on the ground. The horizontal and vertical lines are painted with red paint. When you smell it, you can smell a strong rust like blood.
Professor Ruffalo, Professor Edward, and Bishop Bruce led a group of light envoys to surround her, and the atmosphere in the entire hall seemed to freeze.
"Bishop Bruce! This matter has nothing to do with Mrs. Fergus, or even the light falls, how can you be sure that it is related to Miss Fergus?! Mrs. Fergus has always been a devout light believer, you are imprisoned here...no !This is wrong!"
Professor Edward walked around the hall like a trapped beast.
"Professor Edward! Look at the sky outside, look at our bright stone statues, look at the stone statues rising in the middle of the city... Can you find any other explanation? She appeared beside God, which is a trick in itself!"
Professor Ruffalo looked sadly at everything in front of him, "That prophecy, that prophecy...it took effect."
"Master Malan is dead! Those knights who succumbed... and those believers whose faith collapsed, how much sacrifice do we need? Besides, we just want to bring that one in."
"But if not? That's the wife of God...you are about to anger the wife of God, oh the Holy Light is on..."
When everyone was too quarrelsome, Bishop Bruce walked tremblingly to the window with his cane.
His wise eyes began to cloud, and he looked at the sky:
"A month...Darkness has occupied our world for a month..."
"We lost our great father, lost our guidance and the beacon... If someone must be a sinner, then let me come."
"Bishop Bruce!"
"I'm old..." Bishop Bruce turned his head, "Isn't it?"
Edward's protest came to an abrupt halt.
He looked at the old tearful face of Bishop Bruce, opened his mouth, and closed it again.
"Yes, everything is up to you, Master Bruce."
He bowed his head in dismay.
Mrs. Fergus, who had been speechless since she was "invited", looked at the sky silently, as if there was something worthy of investigation on it--and clearly, only darkness.
"Mrs. Fergus, I'm sorry, but I have to invite you here." Bishop Bruce walked up to her. "We...have no choice."
Mrs. Fergus gave him a sip:
"hypocritically!"
"If you have the ability, you should go to the pilgrimage and go farther away to please the great gods; instead of asking me a woman and child to embarrass another girl."
"But the world needs light." Bishop Bruce wiped his face. "And we humans have come to an end."
"When I lost my husband for the first time, I thought I was in a dead end, but later I found out that the way came out of people. Without light, there must be other ways."
"Without light, the seeds will not germinate, and we will not have food again...Without light, our eyes become a decoration, and a candlestick is always needed... When darkness covers the world, the sun will no longer rise... The world may not be destroyed, But we humans will definitely become extinct."
"No, you are wrong."
Mrs. Fergus's blue eyes also seemed to have a fire, which made the widow look completely different from before. "No other species is more tenacious than our humans. One day, our eyes will adapt to the darkness, we will find food that can grow in the darkness, and we will get used to it."
"Darkness will not make us extinct, only despair."
"Like a dark creature?" Professor Ruffalon scoffed, "Oh no, if so, I would rather die."
"When you and the king fight for a piece of bone like a mustache dog, you lose your righteous position."
Mrs. Fergus remembers what happened in the darkness when the light left the sky.
"Mrs. Fergus, things are not as simple as you think. The king deceived our faith with his deceit... We are just trying to judge him. When God returns, he will agree with our approach."
Mrs. Fergus stopped talking.
No one can persuade anyone in this debate, but she has to admit that her belief in light is indeed not religious enough. In comparison, she seems to be more important-
"In this way, people are selfish." She made a note in her heart, "when the interests are related, they will choose themselves more."
"Sorry--" At this moment, a voice came, gorgeous and ethereal, as if from another higher dimension, "Did I come late?"
Immediately, a beautiful girl came out of nowhere.
She appeared in this strange and gloomy hall out of thin air, wrapped in a secret and dreamy blue.
The omnipresent darkness seems to be dispelled by a mysterious power.
Everyone looked up at her.
Her long white dress was as pure as the sky, and the golden irises on the skirt seemed to make people smell light. She smiled, her hair as brilliant as gold, and more charming, the pair of ice-blue eyes, like the endless sea, noble and mysterious.
When those eyes stared at you, the soul seemed to tremble, and the knees seemed to be creeping on the ground at all times, surrendering to her--
Lord Bruce barely supported his body with a scepter, and the sound of a smile on his face caused a bitter drink in the sound of falling around.
"Queen, you are here."
"Yes, I'm here. So, can my mother be released now?" The girl fell to the ground, and the white skirt was like a blooming rose. "And this..."
She pointed to the six-pointed star magic circle on the ground:
"What is it?"
"Let you laugh. We used to want to trap you. With your mother, she has the same bloodline as you... This is a blood formation." Lord Bruce said frankly, "Master Malan and the Cavaliers volunteered Contribute their blood."
The smile on the girl's face disappeared.
"Unfortunately... seeing you, I know that all our plans have been ruined. You have become a real god, and God... will not be bound by our tiny human beings."
"Why not stop them?"
"Faith disappears, that is death."
Bishop Bruce stunned:
"You can laugh at our stubbornness, but you cannot laugh at our faith."
"I respect your faith, although I still don't understand it." Liu Yu placed her right hand on her left chest and sincerely apologized. "...For me, the most precious thing is the respect and respect for life."
Bishop Bruce froze for a moment, then looked at the girl's finger lightly, and the special rope in Mrs. Fergus's body was easily untied.
A gust of wind held Mrs. Fergus and came to the girl's side.
"Are you all right?"
Liu Yu glanced at Mrs. Fergus.
It was about sleepy for a long time. Her face was pale, but her spirit was not bad. She seemed to jump up at any time.
"Relax, although they tied me up, they didn't dare to treat me badly."
Professor Ruffalo, Professor Edward... Someone stood up one after another, their faces looked very bad, and Professor Edward even said:
"Of course! We are not the unruly and uncultivated gangster leaders, we will not really treat a respected lady!"
Liu Yu: "You bound my mother, is your manners?"
Professor Edward's language stopper.
Bishop Bruce raised his hand to stop others from speaking:
"I know that we have no weight for you and there is nothing to impress you. Nowadays, I only dare to pray for your mercy...I want to ask you to tell us the truth..."
he asks:
"Has our really fallen? Is there only one in this world? Is your promotion leading to the fall of my god?"
The old man looked at her, her tears were cloudy and heavy:
"My god... can I come back?"
"Bright...Can I fall down again?"
"Sorry." Liu Yu closed her eyes, and when she opened it again, she became firm. "Trust me, I know, no more than you... When I woke up from a deep sleep, the world became like this. "
"But I can assure you that I will find the light back."
Every has his own understanding of the rules.
Gaia is "light", she is "fate", with fate as the net, weaving everything--
Of course, the sun is also included.
On the next day, all the planets appeared a "sun" different from everyone's perception-this "sun" is no longer golden, but with a faint blue flame. .
Between heaven and earth, it is no longer dark.
People walked out of the house one after another, looking at Xintiandi anxiously and strangely, facing the newly emerged goddess in the center of the city, surrendering to her and cheering her.
The people of Bishop Bruce, the Temple of Light, and the Temple of Light looked at the sky with regret, and looked at a world different from what they knew.
"...There is nothing to replace."
Bishop Bruce was lonely, and finally, he threw away his scepter and prodded towards her, "God, you can command, even, take my life."
"You don't have to call me God," Liu Yu said. "I have nothing to expect from you."
"I won’t interfere with you, you don’t have to believe in me, I won’t listen to your prayers, or satisfy your wishes. Please fight for everything you want. You can choose to do what you like, any ,all."
"Any, everything? You don't need our faith?"
Looking at these clueless clergymen who seemed to have lost their lives, Liu Yu said nothing, and she took Mrs. Fergus back to their little villa.
"Does God need faith?"
As soon as Mrs. Fergus arrived home, she couldn't help asking.