Chapter 14

The power of their holy light is like twin stars in the vast universe, revolving around each other continuously, and then the luminosity is getting stronger and stronger. At the same time, the white light on the crystal column rises up, higher and higher, and rushes to the ceiling!

At this moment, Joyce and Alex's love, memories, and soul resonance are like the vast light of two stars completely blending together, and like a gentle collision of meteors in the endless void, shaking at the same time, the light is getting stronger and stronger, rushing to the top of the crystal column.

Under the clear blue sky, on the green earth, in the two temples on the two wings of the Golden City, a white light lit up, filling the holy light circuit of the wings, and flocked to the core temple in the center of the Golden City!

The light is getting faster and faster, filling the loop in an instant, as if it is alive, and rushing back to the giant clock at the top along the rune ditch outside the temple, converging in one place, making the clock emit a blazing light!

"Dang--Dang--Dang--"

The bell rang through the three cities, all the priests stopped, and even Ibran came to the garden, looking out at the clear sky.

Uther was wearing slippers and pajamas and came yawning.

"It's been a long time since I heard this bell ring," Uther said lazily.

Ibran looks preoccupied and nodded: "He saw the original form of the Saintess of Light. If he trains carefully, he might be able to achieve a lot of things."

Uther said: "His knight, maybe it's just a bit green."

"It will become stronger." Ibran said, "I believe they will grow together in the field training, Your Majesty."

Inside the temple, Joyce was still reluctant to let go, feeling the power of Alex's stigmata. Their holy powers entangled with each other where they converged, like water dissolving in water, and the soul embraces the soul, the familiar feeling makes he didn't want to be separated from Alex for any longer.

"Your Excellency." A young pastor said at the door: "I suggest you let go of the test crystal for the time being, and leave the opportunity to the next candidate."

Joyce immediately let go and smiled: "Sorry."

"Please follow me." The pastor said: "Congratulations, you have passed the test and you have become a member of the Holy See."

Joyce was relieved and finally let go of his heart. The young priest said: "Now, please go bath and change clothes. I will take you to see the Pope in the afternoon, and the Pope will personally canonize you."

Joyce was asked to get on the carriage and crossed the Silver Wing City at a very fast speed. The road here was very smooth, and it was not a bit bumpy to run at this high speed. Thinking of seeing Alex soon, his heart was extremely excited. When he finally came to the Golden City, he was taken into a corner of the temple, which was full of ancient murals, with a faint golden light everywhere.

Since Joyce came here, every day feels like living in an oil painting, with a variety of beautiful scenery, magnificent buildings, and he was almost overwhelmed by all the aesthetics. When he saw the temple, from the initial "Oh my God is so magnificent" "Evolved into the current "Oh, so beautiful", completely resistant to these.

A few young pastors came over, took him to take a bath and changed clothes, sprayed him with spices, and the supervisor said: "Hurry up, don't delay the time."

Joyce became nervous when they urged him, and the supervisor took a robe and took away the vest and underwear he had replaced.

Joyce said: "My underwear..."

"Wear this." The supervisor said, "Don't ask why, hurry up!"

Joyce had to put on that coarse cloth robe, fasten his belt, and straighten his hair in front of the mirror. He felt like a wandering monk. Maybe he had to wear it that way for the appointment ceremony of the priest? Burlap robe, barefoot... Will Alex wait for himself there too?

Joyce stepped on the red carpet with his bare feet, and the supervisor said again, "Go on, and at the end, the pope is waiting for you in the hall of canonization."

Joyce had to walk quickly into the corridor. This corridor was so breathless that he walked for almost half an hour. The door at the end opened at the moment he arrived, the organ was magnificent and the throne was high above. Sitting on the top was a young man wearing an imperial robe, and seven paladins stood three from the left and four from the right under the throne.

"I've always wanted to propose reforms." Uther's voice sounded from the throne, and said: "Make the road in front of the Hall of Canonization a little shorter."

Joyce laughed, looked up, and recognized Uther's Ibran knight who was the first on the left hand, and Ray who was sixth on the right. He glanced quickly, and he had no time to remember the appearance of the paladins. , Then slowly walked forward, and Uther said lightly: "If it's helpful, I could arrange a small carriage for the people like you who are ready for the coronation, but then I remember that back then, I also walked in this way. I was exhausted and sweaty too. 😊"

Ibran coughed, and Joyce couldn't help smiling, and said, "It is my honor to be able to walk this way and come to meet your Majesty."

"The honor is mutual." Uther said leisurely: "In front of the Holy Light, your soul and my soul are equal. You are welcome to join the Holy See, my young priest."

Saying that Uther stepped down from the throne, holding the holy scripture in one hand and the scepter in the other, Joyce understood and knelt down on one knee.

Uther lightly touched Joyce's forehead with the scepter and said: "I grant you priesthood here. May you spread the blessings of God to places where the light cannot reach in the world."

"I will repay the world with life and love." Joyce whispered: "May God have mercy on the world."

He had read this paragraph countless times in the priest's manual, and he often imagined how excited he would be when he swears in as his successor one day.

However, when this day really arrived, Joyce's excitement was wiped out, replaced by an incomparable peace, serenity and sense of responsibility.

Uther Gregory handed the scepter and scripture to the knight, took another bottle, and said, "Take off your clothes."

Joyce: "..."

"I'll anoint you." Uther said, "Be naked."

Joyce noticed that all the seven Paladins in the temple were looking at him. He was immediately embarrassed, and Uther couldn't help but laugh: "This is sacred, what are you thinking about!"

Joyce was a little embarrassed, untied his robe, Uther pulled out the cork, poured the holy oil down his shoulder, and said, "Just do it like this. When you go back, I will apply the oil again. Relax, it's good for you."

"Thank you." Joyce took the remaining half bottle of oil, and Uther sat back in his seat.

Ibran said, "Priest, please follow me."

Joyce looked up at the pope on the throne. Uther waved to indicate that he could go. His face was a little sleepy and he yawned.

"We will have dinner together when we got the chance," Uther said.

"My honor, Your Majesty," Joyce said.

Ibran led the way, and Joyce followed him through the side hall. The attendants opened the door for them. It was a golden hall. Inside the hall stood a golden armor and a long sword inlaid with gems in both hands. An mighty statue.

In front of the statue stood a brave man. He was also wearing a coarse linen robe, his feet were bare, and his neck was clean and sexy. The moment Joyce came in, the stigmata on the side of his neck lit up and turned around. Come, smile at Joyce.

In the golden light-shrouded temple, in front of the colossus of the King of Heroes, Joyce and Alex stood face to face, and Joyce's heartbeat seemed to have stopped at that moment. His mind was blank, and only his Alex was left in the world.

Alex is more handsome than before. His hair is short-shaved, his eyebrows are deep, his facial features are as beautiful as carved out, but he is not exquisite. His complexion is darker, and he has experienced growth in the northern wilderness. The time's sun also looks stronger. His lips moved slightly, almost unable to control himself, and ran towards Joyce.

Joyce was almost about to plunge into his arms, but Ibran said, "Priest."

Joyce and Alex recovered at the same time.

Ibran said: "Now, you need to canonize your guardian knight."

Joyce suppressed his excitement and walked forward. The attendant came over with a plate. The first thing in it was the Holy Book given to Joyce by the Pope.

Joyce held the scriptures in his hand, and Alex stepped forward, knelt on one knee, and raised his head.

Joyce's mind was blank, and he had forgotten what to say, tears were dripping from his eyes, and he gasped for a moment, but Alex laughed and raised his hand to help him to calm down.

Alex stared at Joyce. They only had each other in their eyes, and Joyce finally remembered what he should say when canonization.

"I... entrust my soul to you..." Joyce's voice trembled, and he sniffed: "From now on, my life will depend on you. Please stay with me, my knight."

Joyce held the scripture in his hand and pressed one hand on Alex's head. At that moment, both of them glowed with white light.

Alex's voice was deep and steady, with an imperceptible tremor: "I will hand over my soul to you, my god... You will be my faith, and I will guard you until the day I sacrificed for you."

"The canonization is over." Ibran said, "The Soul of the King of the Heroes is with you, Alex Scott."

Then Ibran said again: "The next step is the oiling ceremony. You are free to enjoy yourself, and then the stigmata creation ceremony. The fourth room in the east corridor is your room. You can use it at will before you leave the Holy See. You will be allowed to leave the room until this time tomorrow."

Alex got up and saluted Ibran. Ibran left. The priest ceremony was completed, and there were only two of them in the entire temple.

Joyce could not help but tremble, just about to speak, but did not know what to say, Alex was also speechless for a long while, a priest stepped forward and said: "Please come to the stigmata chamber, the ceremony has not been completed yet."

Alex replied, "Thank you."

Alex took Joyce by the hand, walked through the corridor, and entered a room. The priest said, "You will be allowed to leave the room after twenty-four hours."

Alex closed the door, and Joyce hugged him and kissed him. They didn't say a word, they just kissed each other frantically. The room was empty, with only one bed.

"I love you, Joey..." Alex gasped. "I am keep thinking of you, and I am going crazy."

"I miss you too..." Joyce tossed before the meeting, thinking of countless things to say to Alex, but when they met, he couldn't say anything.