200 Devotional Prayer
Luo Ning took the lead in showing so many feathers to the city lord, just wanting to tell the other party his bargaining chips.
Finding a suitable mentor is no longer a trivial matter for Luo Ning, so he simply increased his stake and wanted to take this matter with confidence.
But the moment he opened the cloth bag, the old king’s eyes changed.
He was no longer excited and trembling, and when he looked at Luo Ning, he was incomparably adored.
But Luo Ning didn’t know what the so-called messenger of heaven looked like, and he felt that he couldn’t play such a role at all.
He originally wanted to explain to the old king with the reason ‘I saved an angel on a trip and she gave me many feathers in return’.
But after seeing the sudden change of attitude of the old king, Luo Ning decided to observe for a while.
Look at the situation first.
Luo Ning naturally wanted to appear in front of the old king as the most convenient identity for him, which was the most cost-effective and optimal solution for him.
Lorning and the aged king looked at each other for a moment. He was neither in a hurry to deny, nor in a hurry to affirm the other party’s problem.
“Is there any other messengers who have come here?” Luo Ning’s tone was light, without the feeling of being aloof, just asked calmly.
“No,” the old king shook his head again and again, “I have never seen the messenger of heaven, and I am just guessing, if not, please forgive my offense…”
Luo Ning looked into his eyes, in front of the devout, lies are easy to see through, at least he felt that the old king did not lie, and there was no need to speak.
This made Luo Ning a little relieved.
Since he doesn’t know what the messenger of heaven looks like, Luo Ning can act blindly.
“Lord Messenger… No, no, Lord Luo Ning, are there angels by your side? Or are you from heaven? Or something else… Lord Luo Ning, please tell me, I, I am really Wondering…”
The old king’s tone was a little anxious, and he anxiously wanted to know Luo Ning’s situation. Where did these feathers come from and why.
“Before I answer, please answer my question.” Luo Ning interrupted his question.
In this exchange, he undoubtedly has the absolute right to speak.
Seeing this, the old king had to stop his excited mouth and silently wait for Luo Ning to ask first.
Luo Ning looked at him with a deep tone.
“What’s your relationship with the Holy See of Light?”
From beginning to end, the old king did not mention anything about the Holy See of Light.
From the very beginning, Luo Ning wondered whether the other party had anything to do with the Holy See of Light. After all, there was a heavenly charm everywhere. If the old king was a member of the Holy See of Light, then all this would be easy to understand.
But now it seems that this old king has nothing to do with the Holy See of Light.
He looked like a mere angel worshiper.
If you are a believer of the God of Light, there will be a statue of the god, there will be a prayer room, and a lot of messed up believers.
But from the corridor of the castle to this small attic, what Luoning saw most was the angel’s wings, the angel’s home, and the golden color that the angel likes.
He seems to really just like angels.
“The Holy See of Light…? Lord Luoning won’t be…”
The face of the old king changed instantly.
With a livid face, he stepped back again and again.
Seems to be afraid of the word ‘the Holy See of Light’.
Luo Ning frowned and thought for a moment.
“I’m not.”
“Huh, huh…”
The old king took a few deep breaths and quickly stood back.
“Scared me… I thought you were from the church.” He patted his chest to soothe his emotions.
“I thought so too at the beginning,” Luo Ning said, “You also look like someone from the Holy See of Light.”
“I… How could I possibly be involved with them, hey… It is indeed because of these things that I was approached by the church.” The old king sighed repeatedly.
“whats the matter?”
Luo Ning is not in a hurry to make up the panic. Rather than telling the other party his information first, it is better to listen to the situation on the old king’s side.
Fortunately, the old king has no scheming, and has no plans to hide anything.
He shook his head silently, and Luo Ning could see the top of his almost bald head.
The old king stretched out a finger and pointed to the ceiling.
Here is the top of the attic, the white plasterboard is carved with lifelike wings, layered on top of each other, full of three-dimensional effect.
“Because, I worship angels and have a certain identity in the empire. They want to win me over and build churches and provide shelter for them.”
“And after that?” Luo Ning pulled the chair in the corner and sat down.
Looks like we need to chat for a while.
Raz was lying in Luo Ning’s arms, propping his head to look at the bag in Luo Ning’s hand.
The contents in this bag always feel familiar… I don’t think they look like Raphael-sama’s feathers.
Raz grabbed Luo Ning’s sleeve and tugged.
She pointed to herself and then to the cloth bag, her small eyes filled with big doubts.
Luo Ning nodded calmly, then pressed Raz’s head to make her behave.
“I rejected the church’s proposal. After all, there is a difference in belief between me and them… I don’t know what I see in their eyes, but under the difference in belief, they are heretics in my eyes.”
The old king’s tone was deep, and he also grabbed a chair and sat down.
The distance between the two was separated by a beam of light. The clean light was like a golden wall. Luo Ning could see the dust floating in the air through the sunlight.
Although it is not surprising that in the human world, there are thousands of beliefs, some people believe in light, some people worship dragons and beasts, or they are gods in high mountains, green waters, and seas. Luoning has even heard of worshippers of demons.
But why do people believe in angels?
You must know that the angel race is a very special race. They have faith from birth. They are the believers of the God of Light and the minions of the light.
This is a race born with its own beliefs, but why would anyone believe in them? Even, people who believe in them feel that their belief (the god of light) is pagan? ?
This sounds strange.
Luo Ning really couldn’t understand the old king’s hobby.
The two looked at each other like this, one suspicious and the other pious.
When the old king’s lips parted slightly, Luo Ning knew that if he didn’t ask anything, he would have to ask the other person instead.
So he spoke first.
“Why… why do you believe in angels?”
“Well…” The old king pondered for a moment, “I don’t know if this is a belief, but I adore them.”
“The reason?” Luo Ning asked again.
There must be a story here. People can’t believe in a creature they have never seen before.
Luo Ning thought to himself.
The old king sighed deeply, and he stretched out his hands to hold the ray of sunshine.
The light fell on his palm and reflected in his pupils, as if he was praying devoutly.
