"Then...okay." Saint Ibra thought for a while and nodded seriously. In fact, although the saint has an overwhelming advantage in the church in terms of reputation, because saints are not
A guy who values power, so the saint has always only had prestige but no real power in the church. Even if the saint says things in a righteous way, if the church's senior leaders don't approve, it will still be difficult to get things done. After all, a grand ceremony will be held.
The manpower and material resources required for the prayer ceremony are extraordinary, and the saint's words alone are definitely not enough.
While the two girls were having a big quarrel with those old antiques from the church, Yingfeng was lying on the big bed quietly recuperating. Libia had done what she said before, in order to give Lucia a good fuck.
Lesson 1: Libia deliberately punished Mashaka, the "hero" in Lucia's heart, by giving him a hundred big slaps on his buttocks. He was given a hundred big slaps on his buttocks, even if his skin was rough.
The thick fleshy Yingfeng was also spanked until her butt blossomed. She crawled back to her room tremblingly. Her butt was so painful that she couldn't even get out of bed, so naturally she could only stay in the room and have a good rest.
Fortunately, Princess Libia was not inhumane. She ordered people to give Yingfeng a hundred blows and then allowed servants to deliver meals to Yingfeng's room. During this period of recuperation, Yingfeng at least did not have to worry about starving to death.
Just when Yingfeng was lying on the bed and taking a good rest, the door to the room opened with a click. The petite Lucia sneaked in, holding a small medicine box in her little hand.
This is something to bring to Windward.
Yingfeng reacted quickly. He turned his head and spoke first: "Lady Lucia!? You, why are you here!?"
"I've brought you medicine." Lucia trotted to the bed facing the wind, with a shy smile on her face.
"Really? Lady Lucia, thank you." Yingfeng felt warm in his heart, and the pain in his butt seemed to have eased a little.
Lucia shook her head repeatedly and said: "No, it's all because of me, Mashaka, that you got this kind of injury. Yes, I'm sorry." After that, the little girl's head lowered.
Yingfeng felt that Lucia seemed to have changed at this moment from before. He didn't know where the specific changes were, but it seemed to be a good change?
Smiling faintly, Yingfeng continued: "Lady Lucia, if you can remember the lesson this time and stop doing reckless things, I think I got the right beating this time."
Lucia opened her small mouth, but she couldn't say a word for a moment. She looked at Yingfeng with a gentle face quietly, and something in her heart seemed to be touched, which made her face smile slightly.
She turned red. She didn't know what was going on. Although she was a princess, Lucia was still too young after all, but she subconsciously felt that she couldn't tell Yingfeng about this, otherwise she would definitely be betrayed by this guy.
make fun of.
Thinking of this, Lucia wanted to vent the sudden anger in her heart on Yingfeng for no reason. She raised her two small fists and punched Yingfeng feebly, leaving Yingfeng stunned for several seconds, not knowing what had happened before.
Okay, what happened to this little girl all of a sudden?
"Lu, Lady Lucia?"
"Okay, okay, don't say anything. Next, I'll apply the ointment on you! I, Lady Lucia, will apply the ointment on you with my own hands, so you should express your gratitude with tears in your eyes." Lucia changed the subject.
He opened the ointment box with a "pop" sound, with a look of eagerness on his face.
Yingfeng reacted immediately. He quickly covered his buttocks with both hands, begging for mercy and saying that he would apply the ointment himself. Not to mention whether it was a problem for the princess to apply the ointment on herself, at least the location where the ointment was to be applied was a big problem in itself!
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Three days later, Yingfeng's injuries completely improved. In addition to benefiting from his own strength as a Soul Emperor, it was also very important that the ointment brought by Lucia was effective. He came to Lucia's side as always.
Taking up the job of guard, at this time, a refreshing news came from the outside - two days later, Saint Ibra will hold a grand prayer ceremony to pray for His Majesty the King who is ill.
!
The deeds of the saint made the citizens of the entire Sky Empire excited. As a saint of the Sky Empire, Ibra had an unimaginable reputation among the people. Her move immediately changed the status of the church in the Sky Empire.
Lift up. If Ibra's prayer can really make His Majesty's health recover, then at least within a short period of time, the divine power of the Sky Empire will override the imperial power!
Lucia doesn't care about these political issues. She is very excited about the prayer ceremony that Ibra will hold. If the saint's prayer can make her father get better, then let it go to hell with any theocracy and imperial power.
, Lucia doesn't care about this. As a princess, she only hopes that her father will be in good health. Her wish is just such a trivial and real wish, that's all.
When the Saint announced that she would hold a prayer ceremony for the king, Kirowell, the captain of the upper-level law enforcement team, also became busy. The whole process of the Saint's prayer ceremony was quite complicated. First, it was necessary to conduct a prayer ceremony between the upper and lower areas of the Sky Empire.
Give a speech on the street, then parade in several specific areas, then go to the Angel Pool for an hour of bathing and purification, and finally have to continue in front of the Angel Statue for several days and nights.
After this series of rituals, it is said that the saint will be able to receive divine revelation from the angel. Not many people know exactly what happened, but the grand prayer ceremony is a torturous thing, at least for the guards.
This is the case for team members.
In order to hold this prayer ceremony well, Kirowell continued to make arrangements and dispatches for the defense outside, and he was extremely busy. It is said that he had to compress three meals a day into two meals, and the busy situation could be explained by this.
Just imagine.
We have been preparing for a long time for the arrival of that day, and when the bell rang on that day, the entire Sky Empire was suddenly in an uproar!
On this day, whether they were nobles in the upper area or civilians in the lower area, they all rushed to the intersection of the upper area and the lower area. They shouted slogans of "Saint" and "Saint" loudly on the square,
Everyone wished they could see the saint earlier.
As an idol-like existence in the entire empire, Saint Ibrah only rarely appears in front of the public. For the citizens of the Sky Empire, being able to see the saint is a great gift, and the citizens all know Sky
The reason why the empire is able to float in the sky is because of the existence of the Saint. Therefore, there is an indescribable enthusiasm in their eyes at this moment. They all want to see the Saint who is like an idol.
style.
"Lord Saint!"
"Lord Saint!"
All kinds of shouts seemed to be able to shake the world. Just as they were shouting, Saint Ibra slowly appeared in front of the public wearing a sacred and dignified one-piece dress. Her
Her noble temperament captured the hearts of everyone present in just a moment. Her beauty and sanctity will heal everyone's slightly tired hearts at this moment.
"Lord Saint!"
"Lord Saint!"
The shouts were endless. Saint Ibra raised her hands gracefully, and she gently pressed them down. In the next moment, the whole audience, whether it was the upper-class nobles or the lower-class civilians, held their breath in unison.
It seemed like he didn't even dare to express his anger.
Standing on a high platform, Ibra smiled at the audience and said in a voice that was not too loud but could be heard throughout the audience: "May the Lord Angel bless the Empire of the Sky!"
"May the Lord Angel bless the Sky Empire!"
The people in the audience repeated Ibra's words in unison, with infinite heat in their eyes. From a distance, they saw the pair of white little wings behind the saintly lady, which further established the saintly lady's popularity among the people.
He holds an unshakable position as a messenger of God.
As Lucia's bodyguard, Yingfeng followed Lucia and looked at the saint Ibra who was speaking on the rooftop from a distance, and couldn't help but reveal a faint smile on his face. He had never seen a human with wings on his back.
, this surprised him, but what surprised him even more was the holiness and innocence of Saint Ibra. What kind of pure heart does it take to have those clear eyes?
I didn't really listen to much of Saint Ibra's words. No matter how pure and innocent Ibra was, the words he said on such a big occasion always had the same meaning. It was obviously very boring to spend time listening.
However, the saint's voice is indeed very pleasant. The melodious voice sounds like a bird singing. It's no wonder that no one disturbed the saint when she was speaking.
The saint's speech ended quietly in the wind. From the rooftop, you could see that the people below did not disperse immediately after the saint retreated. They were happily discussing various topics related to the saint.
, which made Yingfeng even more aware of the worship of the saint by the people of this country.
After the speech, there was a parade.
As a saint, Ibra needs to travel around on an open-air carriage in several specific areas of the empire. These areas cover more than one-tenth of the sky empire, and the procession alone costs a lot of money.