Make your face white with moonlight [Quick Transmigration]

"His Royal Highness!"

"It's His Royal Highness Son!"

"God of light, may you bestow endless love and grace on His Royal Highness the Holy Son..."

The slender young man walked on the street with a faint smile, followed by majestic knights with shining silver swords hanging from their waists.He was dressed in a pure white robe of the Son of God, which was a bit dazzling in the sun, which made his whole body look ethereal and dusty, making his eyebrows even more jade-like.

When the civilians along the road saw him coming, they all stared at him with admiration, and then when they approached him, they put their right hands on their left chests and bowed down to salute, the admiration in their voices was beyond words.

This is of course the credit for what Ludwig has done in the past few days.In this era of underdeveloped science and technology and serious social inequality, the living conditions of the common people and the upper class are very different.

To put it cruelly, many of the humblest commoners are even less valuable than a horse—no, it can be said to be far less valuable than a horse.Those officials guarding the city gate, or the lowest-level clergy with a slight trace of light magic blood, are extremely high in their eyes.

And Ludwig, who in their eyes is like a servant of God, who should be bathed in milk and lavendered in flowers, is willing to work tirelessly for them to deal with those overbearing and brutal priests. In his eyes, he is as sacred and perfect as the preacher of the gods in the world.

"Ugh……"

With a warm smile on his face, the perfect Son of God in the eyes of others sighed softly to the system in his mind.

"These people are so innocent that I feel a little ashamed."

"There is nothing to be ashamed of. You have done a good job and boosted the momentum of the Holy See." S1017 sounded very satisfied, "And the Phoenix Association was immediately suppressed."

"So I say, these people are really simple."

Although Ludwig, the holy son of the Holy See, took care of those low-level clergymen who bullied men and women, in the final analysis, it was the Holy See who had been inaction and directly and indirectly condoned this group of people to grow bigger.These common people don't know how miserable they are being bullied. The better thing is that they are robbed of their wealth, and the worse thing is that they accidentally offend someone, and many of them lost their lives.

However, after Ludwig cleaned up in this way, the civilians looked at him reverently as if seeing their reborn parents, and murmured the praises of the Holy See of Light.

As for the Phoenix Association, which had been gradually ignited in the past few months, it seemed that no one mentioned it overnight.

The young man smiled and nodded gracefully at the civilians along the way, but he felt a sore and tender feeling in his heart, as well as the urge to do more.If he was thinking more about the task when he was looking for Haiman, then now, looking at these expectant faces, his mood gradually became heavy.

...Although it is only a world of tasks, he also hopes that he can leave as good a thing as possible.

"McKay, how are you?

The young man named McKay frowned, and threw the sword at his waist on the table viciously.

"A bunch of idiots!" He strode up and down the room angrily, moaning on the fragile, poorly spliced ​​wooden floor, "It's just that holy son pretending to clean up a few small people , They all started to sing hymns as if they wanted to confuse the Church of Light! Damn, have they forgotten who brought them their suffering? No matter how much I persuaded them, it was useless! Those idiots still Tell me not to take risks!"

The person who asked the question before couldn't help sighing when he saw him like this.

"The Holy See of Light is still too attractive. The popularity that our association has accumulated before, they can easily disperse it."

This is also something that can’t be helped. Who told the whole continent that everyone grew up listening to hymns?He has a natural affection for the magic of light and the Holy See of light.

Those who are less timid will not dare to come to their Phoenix Association even if they are forced to ruin their families;It's really a waste of time for them to work so hard to help this group of people fight against injustices and clean up those clergymen with beastly faces.

And this is on the premise that they have not exposed the essence of their dark church!If it is discovered that the main personnel of these associations have dark magic power, these civilians who have thanked them a thousand times will be the first to turn against them!

"What's worse is that you can't contact Master Shengzi now." Another man sitting by the stove with his soaked boots frowned, "Since the Lord sent us a message last time, saying that we want to break through, there will be no way to contact us." Audio..."

This is simply worse, especially during this period of time when the Holy See is under martial law. After their spies visited, they learned that it was because of the death of a senior clergyman and the discovery of traces of dark magic power.The people in the association speculated that the Holy Son did it, but no matter how many times they sent the signal, they still didn't get a response. This inevitably made them feel anxious and wondered if the Holy Son was seriously injured.

In fact, people like the Phoenix Association really guessed the matter to a great extent.

Although there was no Ludwig's tracking this time, Claude was injured in the duel with Felix after all, and his state was unstable after the advancement, so he had to hide to recuperate.

After Aldia found him, seeing his distressed appearance, he was very distressed, and rarely asked Claude to disconnect from the outside world and concentrate on recuperating.

Claude saw Aldia struggling to find him, and heard the emotional confession from the other party. The awkwardness of being jealous before leaving naturally disappeared, and his heart was sweet, so he softened his temper and let Aldia take care of.

Aldea made him feel at ease to heal his wounds. He thought that there would be nothing wrong with the work these days, so he chose a very secret place to set up a blocking magic circle, which can isolate almost all magic fluctuations to prevent being discovered ——Even the communication magic was blocked, which made the Phoenix Association unable to find him.

After hiding for half a month, Claude's injury was almost healed. He finally removed the blocking magic and restored communication with the outside world. Then, he was immediately overwhelmed by the swarming communication magic.

"Too bad, with so many Phoenix Association communications, something may have happened."

Claude couldn't help but frown, he chose the most recent message to check, and then his face turned livid: "Damn Ludwig!"

Aldia was sitting next to him and brewing medicine for him, but he was taken aback when he heard this: "What's wrong?"

"That good friend of yours is really a thunderbolt." Claude gritted his molars tightly, "In just a few days, more than half of the supporters of the Phoenix Association have been lost!"

"He has done something to the Phoenix Association? Did he find out that the association is full of dark magicians?" Aldea also had a "thump" in his heart.

He took care of Claude this time and was honest with each other, only then did he realize that not only the boy he liked was a dark magician, but the entire Phoenix Association was a remnant of the dark church.

Aldea, who grew up as the prince of Biglan, said frankly that he still felt a little uncomfortable-after all, like most people, he grew up with an orthodox education, even though he had seen too much of the Holy See's fly camp dogs during this time, It is inevitable that there is no way to completely turn the corner.

According to the original development, Ludwig chased after him and asked Aldia to hand over Claude. Claude's serious injury in the fight between the two sides became the last straw that crushed the camel's camel, making Aldia completely black for the Holy See. .

But now, His Royal Highness Prince Bigland couldn't help pursing his lips, feeling a little confused.

He also doesn't have a good impression of dark magic. He chose to keep silent about this matter only because the person he likes is the Holy Son of the Dark Holy See. However, he himself has no contact with the Phoenix Association.

Now that Claude is healed, Aldea has recovered from the emotions of lovers before, because he can block Buddhas and kill gods, and gods can block and kill gods. The faith since childhood and what he saw during this period Hearing, the past liking for Ludwig and the current love for Claude were mixed together, rampaging in his mind, making him a little confused for a while.

However, Claude didn't notice the lost expression of his lover.

While watching the message from the association, he said angrily: "No. The bishop of the Holy See of Light and even the Pope didn't notice it. How could he, a holy son, find out? I don't know what kind of trouble he has. He has been a commoner in the imperial capital in recent days. The district punished the gang of priests who bullied men and women, and made a big noise."

Aldia was taken aback.

"He didn't attack the Phoenix Association? He just cleaned up the dregs in the Holy See? Isn't this a good thing for those bullied civilians... Why are you angry?"

"Oh." Claude sneered, "Many of the believers in the original association were shaken by his tossing around, and even quit directly... half of our hard-earned beliefs have been destroyed, and I'm afraid it will be difficult to be as good as before. Successfully recruited members. Damn it. Isn’t the Guangming Holy See under martial law? Why does he have the mind to meddle in such nosy business?”

The young man's delicate and pretty face showed a bit of gloom, and his clear amber eyes were also stained with haze and hatred at this moment.

For some reason, Aldia suddenly felt that the boy in front of him was a little strange.Hearing what Claude said, he couldn't help but stunned:

"have a finger in the pie?"

But isn't it a serious matter to sanction the scum and make life easier for the common people?Doesn't the Phoenix Association also claim to help the poor civilians and change the situation of the bottom people in the mainland?What Ludwig is doing now is exactly such a thing, how could Claude react like this?

As for the indirect loss of faith in the Phoenix Association, it wasn't on purpose by Ludwig—or, perhaps, Ludwig didn't even know the existence of the Phoenix Association.

Aldea's speculation is of course not true.

Although Ludwig's main purpose was to rectify the Holy See and improve the image of the Holy See, a small part of the reason was to disrupt the Phoenix Association.

Claude has the aura of the protagonist, and he has no good end to head-to-head, but the Phoenix Association does not.

That being the case, if you don't slap the enemy to death before their power grows up, don't you want to let the reserve of the dark church grow bigger?

It was just Ludwig's original intention, and Aldia didn't know it at all. Even if he liked Claude, but because he didn't fall out with Ludwig and still regarded him as a friend, he was naturally willing to believe that Ludwig was purely out of love. of faith and goodwill.

And Claude seemed to be venting his anger.

"...It seems that I have to teach this pretending Holy Son of Light, how deep is this corrupt Holy See! These low-level Illuminati who seem to be able to deal with it casually have an amazing network of connections behind them. !"

Accompanied by the chilling voice in his mouth, the brows of the originally handsome black-haired boy twisted into a ball at this moment, and under the light of the dim and flickering candlelight, he actually appeared a bit ferocious.

The orthodox-educated Prince Bigland raised his eyes upon hearing the sound, and when he looked at the gloomy lover beside him, he felt faint, and suddenly felt empty in his heart, as if he was suspended in a confused wind, unable to find his way.