Naipanil thought that Amora was probably a guest of the Holy See, so he helplessly comforted the little princess. After a while, the two children seemed to have lost their direction. Those who should cry stopped crying, and those who said they would not cry. Naipanil untied her hair with a look of distress. Amora cried and said how difficult this braid was to braid it. It was the type his father went out to braid her for her today. If it messed up, it would make her father sad.

One or two of the tears on her eyelashes fell from time to time, which was so pitiful.

"Don't cry, wait for me to do it for you!" Naipanil didn't believe that he could not do it, so he raised his face and tried hard to braid his hands, and was careful not to touch Amora's pointed ears. Finally, under exhaustion, he forced a hairstyle that looked similar based on his memory.

Amora touched her head in surprise and burst into tears and said with a smile: "Little brother is so amazing! Amora has never knitted successfully."

As soon as he found that his hair was healed, Amora automatically changed his words and called him a little brother. Naipanil squatted down and patted Amora's knees. Fortunately, his skin was not broken, but there were some red marks on Amora's forehead. He fell heavily before.

"You have a rest, I'll take you to find Atladith." Naipanil sat next to her.

"Hey, why do you call my father's name?" Amora turned her head curiously and looked at him. Only then was surprised to find that this little brother had a pair of beautiful golden eyes. She had never seen such eyes on her clan members.

Naipanil said seriously: "My grandfather and Atladius are friends. My father called him uncle, but Atladius and I don't meet much normally, and our status is not very different. We just call each other by name." All believers in the Holy See know that if he goes to heaven in such a situation, there is a 90% chance that he will become a seraph.

The Twelve Wings, the recognized Seraphic class in the Three Realms.

Since he is a first-class seraph, Naipanir will naturally be of the same class as Atladith in the future, so it is not rude to call the name in advance.

Amora muttered, "Your grandpa is my father's friend. Isn't that little brother a generation shorter than me?"

Naipanil said strongly, "You are younger than me!"

"Hehe, who called me sister just now?" Amora made a face and jumped away from the spot, like a butterfly dancing in the grass, running deep into the garden in the blink of an eye. After Naipanil reacted, he hurriedly chased after him, "Amora! Don't run around, this is the Holy See, not your forest!"

The races in the Holy See are different, but there are some believers who don’t like elves but have strong strength! Even Alai and Yarman will avoid them!

Deep in the garden is a lake, and it is also a common territory for those guys to come!

When Naipanil rushed over panting, it was better than expected. Amora ran into Yarman. Before she could walk a few steps, Yarman picked up her back collar, her feet were hung in the air, and Yarman shook it around like a little cub, and her eyes were dizzy. Yarman asked the elf interestingly: "You are quite cute. Are you the daughter Atladith is looking for everywhere?"

Naipanil calmed down and said to Amora: "Uncle Yarman, give her to Atladith."

The elf who broke into the garden returned to the original owner.

Atladith's eyes were a little helpless, and he looked at his daughter who was standing in front of him with her head hanging down, "Amora, you are still young, don't leave my surroundings. This is not an elves, you are easily hurt."

Yarman immediately retorted, "What's wrong with it? Our Holy See has always been welcoming guests!"

"If I were to collect less sarcastic monsters here, I would believe it." Atladith glanced at him sideways. The creatures in the sea world and the creatures on the earth had been like water and fire for a while. Now the situation has been alleviated, which does not mean that the guys in the sea world will let his little princess go.

Atladith lowered her head and asked her little princess, "Amora, no one bullies you, right?"

Amora said frivolously: "No."

Even if he said that the creatures in the sea world were furious, Atladius looked proud and lived up to the name of the Elf King of Light. He had outstanding appearance, his shiny blonde hair swaying on his waist and hips, his pointed ears were fair and graceful, and his classical robe covered with patterns of the elves wrapped around his slender figure. He did not need to carry a bow or arrow or hold a piano and flute, but he interpreted the imagination of the mortal world's elves to the core.

It seemed that even if he showed a disgusting expression, he would be anger that made people unable to get angry.

Yarman admires the beauty. Faced with a hot and cold beauty like Atladith, he couldn't stand it, but he couldn't show any rejection or disgust in his heart. It can only be said that the elves' attitude towards the sea world has always been like this, and Alai abandoned racial prejudice under the influence of the Messiah.

Such a stunning Elf King of Light, who was the stunning Holy See, was overshadowed by Hania's bedside. The believers kneeling near the bedroom shed tears, and their eyes did not leave a trace of Atladith and Amora. All they saw and thought were Hania.

Such a perfect person, why did he die?

After all, Is it not left behind by the mortal world? Only heaven can accommodate His Highness Hania...

The sorrow and cry in the hearts of believers could not be expressed, and turned into a depressing atmosphere surrounding the bedroom. They were all waiting for His Highness Haniya to wait until His Messiah returns. His Highness Haniya must be happy to see his father on his deathbed.

After being led in by Yarman and Naipanil, Atladius put down his daughter in his arms and came to Haniya, whom he was visiting today. He was called "uncle". Atladius must remember the etiquette and visits he deserves, rather than treating Haniya as the son of the Messiah.

Amora, who was chattering with her father, closed her mouth, and her small palm covered her mouth, as if she almost exclaimed. She had never seen a man more handsome than her father, and she was lying on the bed so weakly, dying!

So beautiful—

It's like the crystal doll given to her by Uncle Agaya, no, it's more exquisite and holy than any crystal doll.

Amora stared at Haniya, who was slowly awakening on the bed without blinking.

Hania saw the little princess and Atladith, and the weakness and disappointment in her eyes flashed. With Yarman's help, he sat up and smiled tolerantly, "It's Uncle Atladith and his daughter."

"Ah, there is my child." Haniya's eyes moved to the side, and a gentle look appeared on her face.

Naipanil sat on the edge of the bed and asked in a low voice: "Father, are you okay? I have sent a letter to Grandpa Messiah, I believe my grandpa will arrive soon." He bit the words [Grandpa] with a key point, which made Haniya's heart a little bit of a terrifying doubt, but this feeling was no longer important under the passing vitality in his body.

Haniya's fingers were placed on the back of Naipanil's hand, and his fingertips were cold, "Nair, don't be sad, birth, old age, sickness and death are the fate of mankind. Yarman, let me say a few words to Uncle Atladith, you can go down."

Yarman nodded, picked up Naipanil, whom he didn't want to leave with his strong arms and carried it to his shoulders.

"Ah, Yarman! Don't carry me backwards like this!"

"Hehe, who made you stick to it and refuse to leave?"

The conversation between the big and the small was gone, and the believers also retreated to the distance at Hania's request. The door of the bedroom was half open, but Hania could guarantee that there would be no third guy eavesdropping. This is his prestige in the Holy See.

"Uncle Atladith." Hania's lips were a little pearly white, which made Atladith feel unbearable.

"Haniya, your uncle Agaya is here soon. He asked me to take him to tell you, and you will come after you arrange the matters of the elves."

Atladius released a trace of strength in his hand to check Haniya's situation. However, Haniya in front of him, like the Messiah of that year, had a result of exhaustion and exhaustion. The only difference was that Haniya was too weak to stand up. He had been withered for too long, and his skin and bones had been completely melted by faith. What supported him to continue to survive was his belief in protecting the children.

"Go to heaven early and there will be no pain." Atladis comforted him.

"No, I fell down temporarily, Nail must be panicked." Haniya smiled with a pursed lips, with a bit of Messiah's style. "I have to hold on for a few more days to arrange the affairs of the Holy See. The power of faith in the mortal world has not been officially transferred to Nail. When Nail legitimately inherits my position, I will be relieved."

Atladith shook her head for the child's stubbornness.

The Messiah was really a sin, and taught a child so soft and so loyal to God.

"This is my daughter, Amora."

Atladith carried his daughter to him, and Hania looked at Amora with a smile.

The young girl was extremely innocent and cute. She was picked up by her father from her armpits, her feet were swaying, and her face was full of baby fat. Her pair of watery childish eyes were full of curiosity about the unknown. Haniya reached out and touched her cheeks, and rarely cared about her innate appearance, "Amora, am I very strange?"

Even himself was often frightened by crystal bones and translucent skin.

What's more, the power of faith is now out of control on a large scale.

Amora's face turned red and said, "No, no! You are so beautiful. Amora has never seen a creature more beautiful than you. Can I be your bride when I grow up?"

Haniya said quietly, "Your daughter is so humorous."

Atladith smirked and said, "Of course, my daughter is unique in the world. You are not allowed to spy on her. In the future, you will be an angel in heaven, otherwise I will be careful not to report you." He resisted the urge to cry in his heart, Amora! Why are you greedy for Hania's beauty at a young age? When you meet Messiah and Lucifer in the future, do you want to die for life?
Chapter completed!