Chapter 802

The heavy wooden door slowly opened in, and the hall, which was still dim and lit with wall lamps, gradually unfolded in front of MEG.

In the deepest part of the hall, on a high chair sat an old man with a crown. The scepter with a huge diamond was shining in his hands, which made people admire him and even felt the impulse to worship him.

Down the stone steps inlaid with gems, in the center of the hall stood a small man.

A beam of light fell down from the dome, just fell on her body, little by little, shining, as if she was covered with a layer of gold gauze.

The villain is Amy, whom MEG has been looking for for for a long time, but I don't know why she is here.

"It's his holiness. He won't hurt Amy." Luna pulled MEG, who wanted to enter, and whispered.

McGonagall hesitated for a moment, but stopped to look at the old man sitting on the throne. He sat there like a sculpture. His kind face made life defenseless and hostile. His light blue eyes looked at Amy as if he saw a shining diamond.

"What does he want to do?" McGonagall's heart was still on guard. The Pope, Kant, died two generations of the king of Los empire. He watched the church turn from prosperity to decline, but he kept the church restrained and modest all the time. He didn't show any hostility or rebound. However, when it comes to Amy, he still can't completely believe him.

Under the golden light, Amy is curious and reaches out her little hand. Looking at the golden light falling on her palm, her little face shows a happy smile.

A little bit of golden light began to condense on her back and turned into a pair of pale golden translucent wings. With a flick, Amy's legs left the ground and suspended in the air.

"Wow! I can fly

Amy exclaimed in surprise, trying to control the flapping of her wings. Her body flew higher and higher. Although it was still a little unstable, it did fly.

"Meow, meow!"

Squatting on the side of the ugly duckling, some anxious to look up at Amy called, trying to swing their two front paws, it seems to be trying to make themselves fly.

"This light..." McGonagall looked at Amy in surprise. There are some flying races in the world, such as vampires, but not including normal elves.

Unless you can use magic to change wings, or borrow some magic items, such as big broomsticks and so on, there is absolutely no elf who can change a pair of wings out of thin air to fly without magic.

Then, the only possibility is that the light falling on Amy's body, even in the flight state, still follows Amy like a spotlight.

But Amy, who is waving her little wings, looks so cute, just like a fairy. The Holy Light sprinkles on her body, which makes people not want to look away.

"The chosen one! The Pope looked up at Amy dancing in the golden light, and his calm and wise eyes showed some excitement.

"Oh Hoo!"

Amy was waving her little wings in the wide hall. After a while, she suddenly found MEG and Luna standing at the door of the hall. She was surprised and said, "my father! Miss Luna! You see, I can fly! "

MEG waved to Amy with a smile and said, "Amy, you come down first."

"Well." Amy answered cleverly and flew to McGonagall with her wings. However, she didn't control her speed when she was descending. She fell down when she was about two meters away from the ground. Fortunately, McGonagall held her in his arms.

"Hee hee, I knew my father would catch me." Amy showed a happy smile on her face, turned her head and looked back. The little golden wings were still there, and the smile became more brilliant. Then she said to the Pope sitting high on the throne, "I really have a pair of little wings, grandpa! Thank you

"God chose you. If you want to thank him, you should thank him." The Pope looked at Amy and said with a smile, "little fellow, would you like to join our church and become a goddess of the church? If you like, you will be crowned emperor in the future and become the master of this hall. "

Luna's mouth is opening wider and wider, and she can hardly believe what she heard. Does the Pope want Amy to become a goddess and prepare him to become a new Pope? This is crazy!

McGonagall's face was also shocked. Amy was just playing hide and seek, and was chosen by the Pope to become a goddess, and decided that she would become the next Pope?

Even people like him who have seen the world are a little difficult to digest.

Although the church has lost its prestige and influence, it still has a strong influence in the upper class of the Los empire.

Even when Andre ascended the throne, he had to kneel on the ground and kiss the back of the Pope's hand, and then he put on the crown for him.

It was such a position as king of the Los empire that the Pope promised Amy so easily. It was just like a dream.

"I'm sorry, Grandpa Liangjingjing. I don't like sitting so high, and the hall is a little dark, so I don't want this position. I want to live in the restaurant with my father, so that I can eat all kinds of delicious food when I wake up every day." Before MEG thought about it, Amy looked at the pope with a serious face and shook his head.

An opportunity to stand at the top of the mainland was so easily rejected by Amy on the ground of delicious food. It felt like a pope was not as good as a bowl of sweet bean curd, which was worthy of her nostalgia.

Fortunately, there is no one else here, otherwise MEG will have to be careful, from passers-by because of jealousy and twisted sneak attack.

The Pope was obviously stunned. Obviously, he didn't expect that someone would refuse to be a pope, and he used such a reason. Looking at the serious expression on Amy's face, he said with a gentle smile: "if you become the Pope, you will have a lot of power. In Nolan, no one will be able to hurt you and those who want to protect you. Of course, you can eat anything you want, and someone will be ready for you."

"However, I only want to eat the food made by my father. I just want to live with my father. I don't want to live with other people." Amy shook her head. "Besides, I'm super powerful now. I'll be able to protect my father in the future."

McGonagall felt that if the conversation got out, it would cause a sensation.

After all, no one in the world would refuse an invitation from the pope or an opportunity to become a pope for such reasons.

It's... It's crazy.

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