Chapter 189
The City Lord of the City of Alexandria is named Alexandre III. He is a direct descendant of the human Legendary hero Alexandre. After the dynasty of the Parada Empire, this one did not The direct descendants who inherited the brave fearless of their ancestors were worried all day long, afraid that his little life would be silently obliterated someday. Fortunately, he, who doesn’t like knives and guns, specializes in aristocracy in the Imperial Capital Academy, and has always been among the best. When the current Pope, Martin Luiz, came to him personally, he was holding the city appointment book instead of others. What an award.
"This is probably out of respect for my ancestors, rather than really fancy my abilities!" After the restless years, the young Alexandre III had already seen through Human. With the ups and downs of World, he was not complacent because he became Lord of the entire City. In the same way, he did not pass the time by passively sabotaging his work, but worked diligently and wholeheartedly to seek the well-being of the people of this city.
Since the First World War is over, and the ancient city is close to the Imperial Capital where elites are stationed, if not for the normally occasional cases of criminal offenders or bizarre disappearances, the life of Alexandre III is fairly stable. . But just today, his diligent daily life was completely disrupted by the news brought by the messengers coming from two different directions!
"What?! The east of the city is His Royal Highness Saintess, the Western District is His Royal Highness Rex, and the angel he invited back?! Light God is here, what day is today!"
Also shocked, Alexandre III wanted to split himself in half, half greeted His Royal Highness Saintess to visit, and half celebrated His Royal Highness Rex's triumph. However, the real situation lies in front of him, no matter which side he chooses, the other will be He neglected.
"Forget it, His Royal Highness Rex is the future pope, and the return of the angel is a major event. His Royal Highness Saintess is so kind, she will understand me!" After gritted her teeth, Alexandre III forced it. I found some reasons for myself and chose to go to the west city gate where Rex is located.
And with the help of his attendants beside him, he stepped on the stirrups smoothly and was about to lift up the horse. At the moment when he was about to lift up the horse, a strong wind came and blew his slightly bloated body to the ground. Before he got up from the ground, the second "sun" gradually raised in the sky almost made him pee his pants.
"Heaven...angels! Real...really angels!" For the first time in his life, Alexandre III felt that his words were a little uncomfortable.
Although the Herald repeatedly mentioned the arrival of angels, Alexandre III, who had been in the officialdom for a long time, was actually more concerned about the arrival of His Royal Highness Rex, the "Future Pope" from the bottom of his heart. However, after he really saw the attitude of Michael Archangel, Alexandre III understood why the soldier was so excited.
As long as a qualified believer, when his faith appears in front of him, his heart will be filled with excitement and devotion to dedicate his life to him.
"Light God is here! Praise Light God!" Regardless of getting up from the ground, Alexandre III has closed his eyes and continuously crossed his chest.
It’s just that the prayers of Alexandre III did not last long. A pleasant sound rang in his ears, interrupting his prayers.
"The Light God is here! I am Joan of Arc. I am here to greet Michael Archangel on the order of the Pope."
What Alexandre III saw after opening his eyes was , The white and flawless slender jade hand stretched out to him, and the owner of this hand-Saintess Joan of Arc, her dignified and beautiful face.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhh! Light God is here, Saintess, Gui'an! Your Royal Highness Saintess's visit this time, excuse me for not going out to meet you, I am really ashamed!" What is Alexandre III? Dare to trouble Saintess. Jeanne helped him up, and saw that he got up from the ground like a spring on his buttocks.
"Sir City Lord, please don’t stick to etiquette!" Seeing that Alexandre III has risen, Saintess Jean also retracted her hand, straightened her body, and put on a serious expression.
"Sir City Lord, as you can see, Michael Archangel has arrived. This time I am waiting to meet the noble Archangel. In order to welcome His Royal Highness Michael, His Royal Highness the Pope I specifically asked me to bring the holy wine from the heavens, as well as various precious ingredients. Therefore, regarding the handling of the ingredients, the preparation of the welcome hall, and the follow-up preparations, please Sir City Lord be sure to deal with it as soon as possible!"
"The Light God is here! Please rest assured, Saintess, I will do my best!" Only then did Alexandre III notice the waves of attracting spirit coming from the baggage brought by Saintess Joan of Arc. The wine aroma of seizing soul.
"Sir City Lord arranged!" Saintess Joan of Arc became slightly relaxed until everything in front of her was arranged in order. However, she knew that the next thing was the main event. She was carrying a huge task on her not broad shoulders, an important task concerning whether the future of the Parada Empire could be prosperous!
Meet Michael Archangel!