The big guy kept dying and became a white moonlight

Chapter 1803 Want to Blaspheme Today (22)

For no reason, the beauty who feels cold and holy has an indescribable eroticism.

The Pope choked violently because of Xavier's words.

What, what, mosquito bites?

No, let's not talk about whether there are mosquitoes in this manor shrouded in light elements, even if there are mosquitoes, how can the mosquitoes get half a step closer to the God of Light!
Mosquito bites... This sounds ridiculous!
Xavier glanced coldly over the disbelief on the Pope's face, but did not give any too much explanation.

Seeing that although the God of Light looked cold, he didn't seem to be lying. Although the Pope didn't believe it, he could only believe it.

The Pope smiled dryly: "Hahaha...mosquitoes...I really didn't expect you to be bitten by mosquitoes. There are mosquitoes in this manor. It is my negligence, and I will solve it."

Hearing the words of the Pope to deal with her, Xi Mozi Bei himself frowned slightly, and continued the topic just now: "Aren't the demands the Pope just made too much?"

I have to endorse, learn magic, and go out to participate in event ceremonies from time to time, which is too busy.

But the Pope refused to give in. He said firmly, "This is the greatest tolerance that the Holy See can win for the saint."

Hibel: "That's fine. Who is the teacher who teaches magic?"

Just memorize it, learn it when you learn it, how well you recite it, how well you learn it, it's not up to her, a bad girl, to decide.

The Pope hadn't decided on who would teach Hibel to learn magic. He was a little taken aback when he heard Hibel's question, and then saw Xavier sitting aside.

At that moment, the Pope didn't think much about it, and said to Hibel, "Your Majesty Xavier."

The two people in front of them were stunned, as if they didn't understand what the pope meant for a while.

"What do you mean?" Hiber asked the Pope.

The Pope also came back to his senses, belatedly realizing what he had just said.

Suddenly, the Pope coughed lightly.

He clenched his fist against his lips, and said in a somewhat tentative tone, "How about letting Xavier come down and teach the saint to learn magic?"

The Pope was also a little apprehensive, not because of anything else, he was afraid that Xavier would not give him any face, and directly rejected him in front of Hibel with a blank face.

At that time, it will be really embarrassing.

The pope didn't know why he said this all of a sudden. Normally, the pope wouldn't dare to say such a thing. After all, the one sitting in front of him was the God of Light, and the God of Light was his master. How could he dare to order his own? The master does things.

But the Pope thought that the God of Light treated the saintess differently, and the Pope thought in his heart, maybe... maybe the God of Light agreed to it?
Thinking this way, the Pope raised his eyelashes timidly and flinched, and glanced at Xavier cautiously.

It happened that Xavier raised his light golden eyelashes, and those blue eyes met his gaze.

"..."

The pope's heart began to tremble for no reason because he looked at Xavier.

He coughed lightly, then opened his mouth as if to save him, and said, "Of course, if Your Majesty Xavier doesn't have time, I can also arrange for other teachers to teach the saint to learn magic..."

As soon as the Pope spoke, he heard Xavier say in a cold voice, "I can."

"what?"

The pope was stunned for a moment, but he didn't react.

(End of this chapter)