"My father, mother, Uncle Sam's family next door, and Grandma Sarah's family work hard every day and rarely even have time to sleep, but most of their wages have been taken away by the Holy See..."

The little boy seemed to be confused for a long time. Even though his parents repeatedly scolded him in low voices to stop talking, he still couldn't help but ask:

“Everyone just wants to have enough to eat and survive, why is it so difficult?

The adults of the Holy See and His Majesty the King seem to be able to take away most of everyone's work remuneration without doing anything every day, and the food is constantly collected...

His Majesty the Pope always says that the other three kingdoms are suffering from wars, and the Silver Moon Kingdom, blessed by the God of Light, is the happiest place. We must be grateful for the gift of the God of Light...

However, our life is not happy!"

The little boy finished speaking in one breath, looked at Wang Hui with round eyes, and asked: "Sir, does the Holy See regard us as God's people? Can you please clarify this for me?"

"You will be God's people, but not the God of light."

Wang Hui ignored the couple who were kowtowing in panic and apologizing. He walked closer, knelt down and stroked the little boy's head, and said slowly:

"May I have your name?"

The little boy felt waves of warmth seeping into his body, and his body that had been hungry for a long time seemed to feel less uncomfortable.

He mustered up the courage to answer: "Ba...Badr! Sir, my name is Badr!"

Wang Hui was startled when he heard this.

I vaguely remember the god of light in the Beiwu mythology, whose name is Baldr!

Perhaps, this is destiny?

A trace of source energy penetrated Badr's internal organs, and Wang Hui said pointedly:

"As long as the will is not crushed by force, the embarrassment of life is only temporary.

Little one, keep your thoughts in mind right now, and one day you will be able to pursue the real light!"

"Thank you, sir, I will remember it..."

Badr nodded as if understanding.

Although he was young and could not fully understand what Wang Hui meant, at least he was recognized, and what followed was an unprecedented sense of joy!

His doubts are not deviant! The Holy See’s rule over the Silver Moon Kingdom is incorrect!

Under the complicated gazes of the family of three, Wang Hui turned and left.

He did not send any money or food to this small family, because Badr is the family's greatest wealth and the hope for the future!

When Wang Hui glanced at the buildings on the street again, most of the concentration in his eyes had disappeared.

“Even if the Holy See brainwashes all the people of the Silver Moon Kingdom for many years, it cannot wash away the spirit of resistance in human bones and genes.

If the younger generation gets the right guidance in time, this country still has a future, a truly bright future!"

Wang Hui stopped looking and walked straight to the cathedral in front of him.

Not long after he left, a man wearing a white robe with silver threads and holding the "Silver Moon Scripture" walked slowly over.

The frightened couple who were about to take their son home saw this and quickly knelt down and saluted:

"My Lord Bishop! May the light always shine on you!"

The visitor is surprisingly one of the bishops of the Silver Moon Holy See, Art Spheran!

"The Illuminati will always be by your side."

Si Feilan is over fifty years old, but she looks like she has just entered middle age. She only has some gray hair on her temples, but she doesn't look old.

He responded to the couple's greetings politely, his eyes paused slightly on the little boy Badr, and then turned to Wang Hui, who had already walked away.

"That man in strange clothes looks a bit strange... Is he a relative or friend of yours?"

"...No, it's not. To tell you what the bishop said, we don't know that person. We thought he was someone from the Holy See..."

The couple explained with stunned expressions.

No wonder the man behaved strangely and showed appreciation for the disrespectful remarks made by their son, but he turned out not to be from the Holy See?

Si Feilan didn't mean to go into details.

He retracted his gaze, squatted in front of Badr like Wang Hui before, and stroked the little boy's head.

"Your name is Badr, right? If my memory serves me correctly, you were baptized when you were born by one of my students...

Meeting here today may be the arrangement of the God of Light.

Are you willing to learn from me?"

The family of three was stunned.

Normally, when people see an ordinary priest in the Holy See, they have to bow their heads and salute repeatedly.

And the Art Spheran in front of me is the bishop who is in charge of a large area of ​​​​the city and is responsible for preaching doctrines!

He has taught more than a hundred priests and can be regarded as one of the most important figures in the Holy See after the Pope and the Guardian!

How could such a noble person suddenly take the initiative to accept a child from a commoner family as his student?

The couple were stunned by the sudden good luck, but they did not forget the etiquette. They quickly dragged their son Badr, who was confused about the situation, to kneel down and thank the bishop for his favor.

"Very well, my child, you have chosen the right path, and God will be pleased with you."

Sphilan had a warm smile on her face, her eyes narrowed to a slit.

Looking at Wang Hui's back in the distance, who had already reached the cathedral, a strange color flashed in his eyes.

…

In front of the church door, Wang Hui stopped and stood still.

He was naturally aware of the stares behind him.

But they were just insignificant ants, and Wang Hui was not interested in paying attention to them for the time being.

Looking up, the church is decorated in an extremely luxurious style, using solid gold, silver and various jewelry, which is in sharp contrast to other plain white buildings in the city!

Twelve Holy See warriors lined up on both sides of the gate, staring at Wang Hui with unkind expressions and scolding in a deep voice:

"The Holy See is an important place, and idlers should avoid it!"

Wang Hui glanced at these people, without any intention of talking to them, and just stepped forward and continued walking.

Upon seeing this, six of the Holy See's martial attendants drew their swords and surrounded him without hesitation, while the other six were assisting with spells from behind.

"Blessings of strength!"

"A blessing of refuge!"

“Blessings of wisdom!”

The Warrior Attendant is a warrior of the Holy See who failed to successfully advance to the Holy Knight, but he has also mastered a lot of basic light-based martial arts.

"Judgment of Holy Light!"

The six warriors formed a circle and simultaneously raised their swords to strike at Wang Hui in the middle. Six rays of light hit his head at the same time!

Buzz——

The surging source energy is centered on Wang Hui and spreads in all directions in a hemispherical shape!

The eighth level [Magic Explosion] is more powerful plus version!

Bang!!

The six [Holy Light Judgment] were shattered in an instant, and the six warriors flew out with a groan, and blood gushed out from all their orifices!

The other six people on the periphery interrupted their spells and just tried to draw their swords. The air wave of [Magic Explosion Technique] was already approaching them. They were all pushed against the wall beside the door, screaming and embedded in the wall, with their bones shattered!

The accomplices who uphold the hegemony of the Holy See will not regret dying.

Wang Hui walked into the cathedral expressionlessly, passed through the wide front hall, turned from the side door into the back hall, and saw a middle-aged man sitting in the light magic circle.

The ends of his light golden robe are spread out like gold petals, complementing the golden mantras on the ground, showing a strong sense of nobility and majesty! www.bǐqυgetν.℃ǒm
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