take the lamb to school

Mingsalu's Temple of Light is located in the northern suburbs and is divided into an outer hall and an inner hall.

The outer hall is for the people of Mingsalu to pray for daily blessings, and every major festival is held in the outer hall.

The inner hall is closed, and only the envoys can enter and exit. The statue of the God of Light is cast on the high platform of the inner hall. Ordinary people have no chance to see him in their lifetime.

The night was getting dark, and the outer hall was lit up one after another, illuminating the entire square like daytime.These lamps are different from the ordinary candle lamps on the streets of Mingsalu. They are "natural light sources" created by the envoys of the temple using advanced divine arts and special materials, and they can only last for one night.

When Yiling and Vegal arrived there, in addition to the bright lights, there were also many flowers arranged in the square, bundled into bunches, and the angels distributed them to everyone who participated in the blessing activities.

"Let's go and get a bunch too." Yi Ling tugged on Vegar's sleeve, eagerly looking at the envoy standing in the middle of the square.

Virgal pulled down the brim of his hat to cover half of his face: "Okay, let's go."

The two followed the crowd in a long line, and the surroundings were extremely lively. Some people excitedly shouted that they would take a good look at the appearance of the angels later, and some people discussed with their companions whether there would be any new tricks for this year's event.

Standing in front of Yiling and Vegal was an old couple with gray hair and a slightly stooped figure, but their demeanor did not appear to be vicissitudes. Both of them had smiles on their faces and were talking in whispers. Very energetic.

"Hey, young man, are you locals?" The old lady in the couple suddenly turned around holding her husband's arm, and chatted up to Yi Ling with a smile.

"Ma'am, I'm not from Mingsalu, but my friend is, and he brought me here tonight." Yi Ling said.

"I guessed it right this time, my dear!" The old lady waved her hands triumphantly, and grinned, revealing a row of white teeth.

The old gentleman beside her wrinkled his facial features exaggeratedly, with regret on his face: "Yes, yes, that's right...you won this time, Emma. I should have guessed 'no' if I knew it earlier...It's so obvious However, very few Minsaru have amber eyes."

It seems that this lady made a bet with her husband, and the content of the bet is probably to guess whether they are from Yiling.

Yi Ling smiled and watched the close lovers in front of him, and suddenly noticed that the old man had been putting his hands on his wife's waist, as if he was afraid that she would fall.

What a careful gentleman, Yi Ling said with emotion in his heart.

However, the old man said just now—very few Minsaru people have a pair of amber eyes. Yi Ling carefully thought about all the classmates and teachers he had met at Redthorn College, and indeed no one had the same eye color as him. .

"The pupils of Minsaru people are mostly gray," Vegar moved a little closer to Ealing, and said in a low voice, "so you are the most special one among the crowd. Some people... I can see you."

"Then why are your eyes green, Your Highness?" Yi Ling wondered, "I remember that the eyes of His Majesty the King and Prince Dana are both gray."

"It's probably a family tradition, my grandmother had green eyes," Virgal replied.

At this moment, a large space was vacated in the long queue because someone left early, and the people behind immediately crowded towards the front. Seeing that the gap between the two was getting bigger and bigger, they were almost washed away Vigal frowned and grabbed Yi Ling's hand, then wrapped his arms around his waist, and brought him to his side.

The bustling crowd narrowed the distance between the two, and finally Yi Ling was almost leaning against Vegar's arms.

"Keep close, Ealing." Virgal urged calmly.

The shadow under the brim of the hat covered his expression, and Yi Ling couldn't see clearly the expression of His Royal Highness at the moment, but he himself—

He felt very dry and hot, and his back was covered with sweat. In such a noisy environment, he could actually feel the subtle and long-lasting feeling of sweat slowly crawling over his skin.

Yi Ling lowered her head, and saw His Royal Highness's white and slender fingers. That hand wrapped around his waist and firmly restrained him. They walked forward with the flow of people, but His Royal Highness never let go of his hand. .

Yi Ling found that he also didn't want to be let go in his heart. Although he couldn't say why, the feeling of being so close to a good friend was really wonderful.

On the eighth ringing of Minsaru's bell tower, it was finally their turn.

The envoy who distributed the bouquets took out two bouquets of flowers tied with white ribbons from the flower bed, and handed them to Yiling and Vigal respectively. With a faint smile on his face, he said softly, "The God of Light blesses you. "

Yi Ling held the flowers devoutly and nodded to the envoy in thanks.

Originally, if everything was developing normally, then these two people should leave silently and give up their positions to the people behind.However, our respected Master God made some inexplicable madness. Yi Ling saw that his expression changed, his face was still smiling, but his eyes became cold. The whole was weird and humorous. He pointed at Vigal and said indifferently: "Please take your hat off, it's disrespectful to God."

The voice of the envoy spread far and wide, and everyone present caught a certain message—someone disrespected God.

"Take off your hat, sir!"

"Take off your hat, sir!"

"No one can be disrespectful to God, today is the Thousand Flowers Festival..."

Facing everyone's sudden accusations, Yi Ling took a step back in a panic. He blocked Vigal behind him and explained loudly: "My friend has no thought of disrespecting the God of Light. He just wears a hat. It's just a hat!"

"But the envoy of God has said that, wearing a hat is disrespectful to God!"

"Master God Envoy represents God's will, since he said that, please ask your friend to take off his hat!"

"But...but..." Yi Ling looked at Vegar incoherently, and in his peripheral vision, the Envoy of the Gods had been staring at His Royal Highness calmly, as if observing him.

After being silent for a while, Vigal grabbed Yi Ling's arm, squeezed him comfortingly, then raised his hand, took off his hat and took a step forward. His long golden hair fell down and hit Yi Ling's cheek, with a unique expression. Some aroma.Virgal raised his proud head high, and said in a calm tone, "Everyone! Virgal Nesse sends his greetings to you on behalf of the royal family."

These words instantly ignited the frenzied atmosphere in the crowd.

"It's His Royal Highness Virgal!"

"It's the real Prince! Look at his beautiful long hair!"

"The legendary flower of the royal family!"

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"I have been fascinated by this grand festival tonight for a long time. In order not to cause trouble to everyone, I chose this hidden way to visit. Unexpectedly, it caused a misunderstanding. I am very sorry for this."

Vegal turned sideways to the envoy, and said calmly: "Mr. envoy, put yourself in the shoes of the envoy, I believe you can understand what I do, right?"

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Hey, Happy New Year’s Day everyone~ We are celebrating the holidays, and 10 and the prince are also celebrating the holidays