"May the God of Light bless you, my dear prince."

Like this kind of prayer, Si Tu has to say it several times a day.

Even to the noble prince, this congratulatory message does not sound sincere.

"It seems that Dahir left you with a lot of mess."

The man looked at the tall and merciful God of Light, and in his teasing tone, Si Tu could hear a bit of confusion.

"I will take over the position of the high priest of the temple temporarily. He doesn't know which district temple he went to to take a break."

Every year, the high priest of Wangcheng Temple will go to various districts to preach, sowing the seeds of hope to the people.

Bring the Gospel to all parts of the North.

However, it was said that he was going to preach, but everyone had already left the royal city. Could it be that there are still people watching what the envoys did every day?

"It's part of my deal with him."

Hearing her whisper, Eric chuckled.

"I guessed it long ago."

The high priest of Dahir, who seems to have no desires, does not desire freedom the most in his heart?

He was chosen to be the messenger of God since he was a child, but in his happy childhood he was only accompanied by a cold idol.

As he said, the life of serving God is boring.

After finally finding someone who can take over his position, how could Dahir easily let him go?

But looking at the man in front of him still frowning, Si Tu said in a flat voice,

"Keynes has been executed, and the status of His Royal Highness's heir is beyond doubt."

So, what are you unsatisfied and need to pray to God?

"The scenery is infinite, and I am young and promising. I have received the most beautiful praise in this world, but I have also fallen into boundless darkness."

If there are gods in this world, can you guide me on a clear path?

Eric's voice suddenly flashed in his mind, and Situ narrowed his eyes.

She seems to be able to hear his heart

"Light and darkness coexist in opposition, and His Royal Highness just needs to keep his original intention."

Get something, always give something.

This is fair.

"In recent days, His Majesty's health has become worse and worse. It is more appropriate for His Majesty to return to the palace earlier to serve in front of him."

It can not only get a good reputation, but also prevent people with bad intentions from making trouble.

Situ also didn't understand why Eric came to the temple during this time period?

"There is a party leader serving on the side, and I don't need my father's side."

Eric closed his eyes and put all his emotions into olive-colored eyes.

Combining the previously obtained information, Situ shook his head and suddenly understood the cause and effect.

"I don't know if the transaction with His Royal Highness before is still counted?"

"nature."

Eric lowered his eyes.

She helped him eradicate Cairns in the name of the temple sacrifice, and in return he had to balance the three forces in the royal city.

"The royal family, the Knights Templar, and the Quebec Party, as long as these three forces exist, the balance will not be broken."

Only the royal city and the north can be peaceful forever

"You're worried that Andre's identity will be devastating to you, aren't you?"

Situ's words hit Eric's biggest worry.

"You know his origins."

Eric raised an eyebrow, as if not surprised she knew about it.

In fact, as long as you carefully observe, you can find that -

There is a three-point similarity between his eyebrows and Eric's eyes.

They are half-brothers, one in the light and the other in the dark.

But they are all serving the royal family and loyal to the north.

"It was just speculation before, but now it is certain."

The king was seriously ill, but it was André, the leader of the Party of Quebee, who was summoned.

There is also the state banquet, Andre's award ceremony, the scenery is infinite.

Anyone with a discerning eye can probably see partiality, let alone the little prince who is as careful as his hair?

"So are you going to choose to help me or Andre?"

Although she had known her choice for a long time, Eric liked to find it unpleasant for himself.

It seems that the only way to be happy is to rot the heart that is riddled with holes!

"You don't need my help, and Andre won't be a stumbling block to your succession."

She knew his temperament too well.

It is precisely because of mutual understanding and trust that Situ can make Eric feel at ease.

"Are you so sure?"

Eric smiled, seeming to be a little interested.

"Then let's wait and see."

Si Tu also followed him and smiled.

All the grievances and grievances in the past, all disappeared in this smile.

"As for those confidants trained by His Royal Highness, they should be used to maintain the security of the royal city when you succeed to the throne."

"It seems that you still trust him as always."

Eric laughed, but his eyes were full of pain.

Maybe it really is as she said, what is gained, what is to be lost.

He has been planning for this throne for ten years, but the victory is right in front of him, but he is not happy at all.

"Andre never let me down."

Si Tu's tone was firm, and his eyes shone brighter than the gems on the scepter.

"Let's congratulate His Royal Highness on his succession here in advance."

She's afraid she won't make it to Eric's succession ceremony, but she still has one thing to do.

"By the way, I want to meet Hamill Reyes, help me meet him, His Royal Highness."

"as you wish."

Eric, who came out of the temple, let out a long breath.

He smiled as if he was self-deprecating, but the dessert he brought on purpose was still not delivered.

The days in the temple are indeed boring, but Situ can always live happily.

Although those clergymen are usually stern, but as long as Si Tu comes up with something fun.

They will also be very supportive.

After all, it's really boring here.

"Sir, your visitor, Mr. Reyes, has arrived outside the temple."

It seems that the little prince works quite fast.

"Understood, take him to the living room first."

After Situ finished speaking, he got up and went to the main hall, immersing his palms in holy water.

The Lord of the Rings glows bright red and seems to be whining

And Situ took it off his index finger without hesitation.

This ring can't play any practical role in her hands, it's better to leave it to those who need him.

In the living room, Hamill took a sip of black tea from the temple.

don't know if it was due to psychological reasons, but he always felt that this tea was even better than the one he drank at the state banquet.

"Sacrificial Lord, be well, may the God of Light be with you."

Following a standard etiquette to her, Hamill maintained his gentlemanly manner.

"I hear this kind of words no less than a hundred times a day."

She was greeted with this phrase every time she saw a clergyman.

Over time, she was about to have a stress response.

No wonder Dahil would rather make a deal with Eric than escape this solemn and boring place.