At midnight, the Lion King was quietly. Almost all the shops were closed and there were no pedestrians on the streets.

A drunkard walked out of the tavern with a bottle of wine, walked to the wall, untied his belt, and started urinating everywhere with a whistle.

"Bang". Not far behind him, a pair of small boots fell to the ground.

"Hey, that alcoholic!"

"Um?"

"I'm calling you!"

Turning back, the drunkard saw Vivian standing in the distance in the long red dress and cloak, looking at him expressionlessly.

The smile on the drunken face gradually became subtle: "Yo, little sister?"

He quickly finished peeing and lifted his pants up.

Vivi stood quietly and looked at him expressionlessly.

"It's so late, it's very unsafe for a child to be on the street. Even if it's not unsafe, what should I do if it's frozen?" The drunkard rubbed his palms and walked towards Vivian: "Do you want uncle to take you home? The bed at my uncle's house is so big and comfortable."

Vivian lowered her head and silently put steel hand buckles on her left hand.

A minute later, the drunkard was already lying on the ground with blood.

Vivian took off his hand and breathed slowly: "It's much more comfortable. You were the ones who plotted against me first. I didn't violate the contract."

After saying that, he left with his longevity.

...

Silently landed on the balcony of Grey's room, Vivian pushed open the glass door of the balcony and returned to the room.

Gray sat at the desk, with the black cat nestled in the corner of the table. Jones and Dora sat obediently on the sofa. Catherine stood with the opened Bible.

The old room has been destroyed so badly that it was a new room arranged for Gray.

Catherine looked at Vivian and said, "Where have you been? You have been there for so long."

"Didn't you say you went to the bathroom?"

"Does succubus need to go to the toilet?"

"Of course. You have never been a succubus, how do you know?" As he said that, Vivian rolled his eyes and sat back in his seat.

Jones next to her carefully glanced at her.

"What do you see? Do I look good?"

"No!" Jones was so scared that he quickly lowered his head.

"You said I'm not good-looking?" Vivian slowly showed a sweet smile.

"No! I mean! I mean you are very beautiful!" Jones' head was buried lowered, and cold sweat began to appear on his body.

Dora was afraid to say anything on the side.

Turning his face, Vivian said to Catherine, "You can go on, my angel."

Catherine sighed helplessly: "Where did we just talk about?"

"Second Seven!" said the good student Gray raised his hand.

"Okay, then let's continue with the seventh quarter."

...

At this moment, there was another person in the Lion Palace who was secretly "make up the lesson".

"What... Why do I want to sleep as I look at it? It's so boring." Shelley was holding the Bible and was engaging in the most difficult ideological struggle in his life: "No, I must work hard. I am the paladin's fiancée. How could I not even finish reading the Bible?"

"But... it's really boring. How could there be such boring books in this world? How could I continue to chase Gray's footsteps if I fall asleep?"

"Or why would I better read romance novels for a while and be refreshed?"

"No, no! I can't slack off! This is wrong!"

"Huh? How could there be a romance novel in my hands? Is it the Holy Spirit that is telling me that I should have a rest? Thanks to the Holy Spirit! Since that's the case, I'm not polite!"

"Hahaha, it's true that romance novels are still good!" Shelley lay on the bed, holding her cheek and giggled.

...

In the stable, Tenadas was sitting angrily against the horse bar, enjoying the moonlight. Yes, sitting, back against the horse bar, crossing his legs. He was almost holding a cigarette.

The horses that followed it from Baicheng, including the other two bone horses, stood obediently beside it.

In front of it were the horses of the entire stable, including the king's horses. Each one was respectfully polite.

The grooms gathered in the distance and discussed.

"Do you know when I just had a fight?"

"There's a fight? Don't you stop it?"

"Who dares to stop it? That's the Paladin's horse! Haven't you heard that when you meet weak opponents, such as only one or two hundred, the Paladin doesn't need to take action by himself, his horse can handle it."

"But, the king's horse is inside, wouldn't it be bad?"

"Who is the king or the paladin?"

"Uh...the Paladin."

"That's right?"

Yes, Tenidas just blasted the horses of the entire stable.

A child who looked only eight or nine years old, with blond curly hair and dirty body was stunned by looking at Tenidas, who was stunning from a distance with a shovel of horse manure.

After a long silence, Tenidas said in "Horse Language": "To be honest, I am a horse who believes in the Holy Spirit and is blessed by the Holy Spirit. I am really disappointed to come here. Today is Sunday, and I found that no horse is doing the same worship as me. From today on, I hope you can all reform and be a good horse with faith and pursuit. You do it every Sunday, and you must pray before eating horse grass. Do you understand?"

"Hiss~"

The horse from the entire stable replied in a low voice.

...

Overall, the second night to the Lion King Capital was harmonious.

The criminal gang, oh no, the members of the Gospel gang are all diligently fulfilling their responsibilities.

Gray, Jones, Dora, and the Black Cat are all studying hard, and the bone horse is giving the horse herd a good intention to become a pious and faithful horse. Although it may not understand it very much.

Even Vivian, who had just joined, went out to vent his bad emotions, actively participated in the glorious task of enhancing the sacred faith.

Yes, harmonious, very harmonious.

If there are any discordant sounds in the Lion Palace, it is probably only the king left.

"What did you say? The bishop said he still needs time?"

"Yes, His Majesty the King. The Bishop said he would take some time. The Paladin seemed to be a little resistant to our suggestions, but he please rest assured that he will solve it as soon as possible."

"How long is it as soon as possible?"

"This...he didn't say it."

With a "bang", the king smashed the wine glass in his hand to the ground. Fortunately, it was a golden cup and it was not broken, but the wine spilled all over the floor.

"You go and tell him now! There are only two days left before the canonization! There are only two days left! Do you understand?" the king roared loudly: "In two days, I will wear the crown! If I cannot announce the news that the Paladin is directly loyal to me at the canonization ceremony, how do he want me to support his Reformation?"

"But, Your Majesty, it's really impossible for two days." The minister crawling on the ground said aggrievedly: "After the Paladin came back today, he seemed to have a big temper. The furniture in the whole room was broken. This shows that he was not ordinary resistance, but very resistance. At this level, I'm afraid the Bishop will not be able to solve it in two days."

"That's his business! He has been unable to convince my father to accept the Reformation for twenty years. Now I am willing to accept it. Isn't this gift big enough? He doesn't have to pay a little price for it? Let's talk now! Let's tell him now!"

"Yes, Your Majesty the King!" The minister rolled out of the door.

The king closed his eyes, held his forehead and took a deep breath, and slowly vomited out again. The breath was trembling slightly.

The queen on the side held his hand gently and said, "Things can never go so smoothly, just like you inherited the throne, right? Although I have been waiting for many years, the final outcome is perfect."

"But I don't want to wait for many years, and I don't have many years to wait for. Susan." The king stroked the back of the queen holding his hand and said, "I must take measures, otherwise, my throne will not even sit steadily. Do you understand?"

"This is impossible..." the queen whispered: "Don't all those who may inherit the throne let you..."

"There are two left. One is Bob, who is too young to find any reason to deal with him. But I have asked him to raise a horse. The other is Elin."

"Yilin?"

"Although far-fetched, it may not be impossible." After pausing, the king continued, "This matter may be much more complicated than we imagined. Why should the Paladin refuse? Why should such a superior condition be rejected? Irene refuses to let go, and I even think she has some intentions for the throne. Otherwise, why would she insist on having more powerful force than the royal family? The Paladin also disagrees. Does that mean that he supports Irene's idea?"

"Maybe, maybe it's just because of the engagement problem? I heard that the Paladin had a good relationship with his fiancée Miss Shelley."

"Do you really believe in love?" the king asked back.

The queen pursed her lips and looked at the king quietly, without an answer.

The king smiled hummingly and continued, "No matter how good the relationship is, are the conditions I gave to shake him? For a woman? I have never heard of such things."

"Or because of faith? I heard that the Paladin was in charge of the Knight's Declaration, and perhaps he was to Grand Duke Beshir and Miss Shelley just because of the Knight's Declaration?"

"This is even more bizarre. In this world, there is no way that there are people with pure faith. Over the years, my father has made many transactions with the bishop that violated the doctrine, and I have watched them all. Even if a paladin had not appeared in the middle of the journey, the bishop would eventually recognize the inheritance of the illegitimate child. Do you think the Paladin's faith will be countless times purer than the bishop?"

The queen lowered her head slightly and stopped talking.
Chapter completed!