MTLNOVEL Chapter 634 - 353: You Should Have Said You Wanted to Kneel Earlier! Together _1
Chapter 634: Chapter 353: You Should Have Said You Wanted to Kneel Earlier! Together _1
The ‘Holy’ Legion is a rather unique entity within the curia, because its members are not human, but Holy Spirit Angels, with the legion commander being a ‘Holy’ Angel.
Of course, many people consider this to be a fictitious entity, actually an avatar of a god. Luna confirmed this theory: “Yes, it’s fictitious. Of us three Supreme Holy Spirits, whichever one of us is free will take the role.”
If the Supreme Holy Spirits aren’t available, the deputy legion commander of the Holy Legion is a Fourth Order Four-winged Angel. That is under normal circumstances, yet the current situation isn’t normal …
So now, leading the team is a Third Order Four-winged Angel, and thirty Second Order Two-winged Angels. For the current curia, such a lineup is already considered extremely luxurious, which goes to show the importance Guliani places on Dyson.
With thirty-one Second Order or higher angels, and the people he has put next to Dyson, it is easy to arrest an archbishop who has betrayed the Light.
Beimansen also thought so. As a paladin guiding the Holy Legion, he was not strong, but he had won Guliani’s trust. He even considered himself as a strategist, or even the real commander, of the Holy Legion.
It is well known that lower order Holy Spirit Angels are not very flexible-minded and cannot carry out tasks alone unless absolutely necessary. If they go on missions alone, preparations should be made for their inability to return.
Didn’t you see Anthony send a Holy Spirit out, and he had to send two Black Warriors to accompany it, to pick up its corpse?
Beimansen is supposed to guide the Holy Spirits not to do stupid things. He does not have command authority over the Holy Spirits, but he can guide them indirectly.
This role requires a thorough understanding of both the Holy Code and the habits of angels. He needs to get familiar with them and also explain the implications of the commands to them.
For example, when arresting someone, you cannot give such a command: “Go to xxx place, seize xxx’ arms and legs, and bring him back intact and alive …”
If you don’t give such a detailed command, and they run to another place, bringing back another guy named xxx, with blood and intestines trailing behind them, then what?
It’s not being overly worried, but they’ve really done such things, so a role is needed to help them interpret commands.
Li Xiu’e, Sister Qiao, and Doudou were all willing to help take care of the young children.
However, Little Baby only clung to her; if he left her, he would cry heartbreakingly with breathlessness, causing others to feel pity.
Feeling helpless, Su Qingluo could only hold Little Baby and enter her guest room.
Just as she sat down on the bed to rest, his little face turned red. He started to cry, and then a warm liquid soaked her front.
“Mom, the little brother wet me.”
The soft and tender voice, filled with immense grievances, echoed through the inn’s windows.
“What’s wrong?”
Su Hu and Li Xiu’e hurried over from the neighboring guest room upon hearing the cries. Seeing their daughter’s pouting mouth and disheartened expression, they couldn’t help but laugh.
From then on, the anxiety and fright experienced on the road dissipated because of this little episode, and their previous panic was gone.
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Li Xiu’e went downstairs and asked the inn’s waiters for a bathtub and hot water to bathe the two children.
Little Baby seemed to understand he had done something wrong. His cheeks were flushed with shame, and his tearful eyelashes fluttered, unable to meet his sister’s eyes.
“Good baby, get clean, and then Sister will take you downstairs to eat something delicious.”
Li Xiu’e prepared the bathwater and quickly undressed the little one. She put him in the tub and coaxed him to take a bath.
Su Qingluo squatted in front of the tub, helping her mother pour water.
Seeing Little Baby wanting to cry again as he left her embrace, she pinched his little nose, laughed, and talked to him, diverting his attention.
“Good baby, tell Sister your name.”
“Xuan’er.”
Little Baby, with tear-filled eyes, pitifully stretched out his little arms, “Hug me, Sister.”
“After you take a bath and smell nice, Sister will hug you.”
Su Qingluo pointed at her wet clothes and intentionally made a disgusted expression, “Smelly, not nice to smell.”
“Wu wu.”
Little Baby understood and thought that his sister disliked him. His mouth puckered, and tears flowed again.
“Ah, why are you crying again?”
Helpless, Su Qingluo removed her wet, dirty clothes, stepped into the tub, and bathed with him.
Both children were of innocent age; Li Xiu’e saw nothing wrong with it. She poured water quicker, and soon both children were clean.
She dried them off and held both little ones in bed. Little Baby had no spare clothes, but luckily Su Qingluo was young, so her clothes were suitable.
Li Xiu’e dressed Little Baby in his sister’s pink floral clothes, revealing his white and tender little arms and legs. Apart from his exceptionally eye-catching cheeks, at first glance, there wasn’t much difference between him and a rural child.
Sister’s clothes smelled just as sweet as hers.
Little Baby was particularly happy wearing his sister’s clothes, without any shyness in wearing a girl’s clothes. Seeing that his sister had also dressed, he stuck to her, reaching out his little arms for a hug.
“Xuan’er, be good. If you want to pee, just tell Sister; don’t hold it back. If you hold it for too long, your belly will hurt.”
As she held Little Baby, Su Qingluo gently poked his little belly, reminding him earnestly—she didn’t want to be wet again.
“Belly hurts.”
As Little Baby felt her tender little finger poke his belly, his little body shuddered with pain, and he pitifully complained.
While in the middle of reading this, Beimansen bumped into the back of the angel in front of him. For some reason, they had stopped walking.
“Go and arrest him, why have you stopped?” Beimansen pushed and shoved, squeezed, and squeezed out from the pack of angels, leaning out to take a look.
In the not-so-large meeting room, it was packed full of Second Order and higher Holy Spirit Angels. They were divided into two groups and were facing each other.
Opposite Seno were two four-winged angels. One of them, a little shorter, was carrying a Great Angel’s Staff, puffing his chest and ready to rush forward, but its collar was firmly held by a ‘human’.