On the third day after the earthquake, the Holy Grace Day in Guangling 4257 came, but Baisha City did not have any atmosphere of celebrating Holy Grace Day.

And Malone had no time to go to the Holy Grace, because he was busy studying the semi-plane of Leonardo, the hand of God.

The bright silver triangle obtained from the chief priest of the Earth Temple, Eternal Mid, was already made out by Ma Long's violently smashing the small crystal ball. He just wanted to find a way to open it and connect it to the semi-plane, but Ma Long's brain cells died one layer after another.

There is no way, on the bright silver triangle, each side has four or five patterns. Only those who know what order to press which ones or not to start it?

So Malone could only continue to study the two half gears that could form the portal. However, after turning around the gear groove on the top of the semi-plane steel giant tower for dozens of times, Malone did not push the complete version of the gear in his hand and try to see what changes will be...

So, what if the Spirit Crystal servant, who will not die even if he is fatally injured, try it on his behalf?

Ma Longxiang had this safe method, but soon he found that this method could not be achieved, because the spiritual crystal servant he summoned could not trigger the condition that would turn the golden portal back into the gear after entering the half plane.

The only way to transform the golden portal back into the gear seems to be to let the real person go.

So, after wasting a whole morning, Ma Long had to open the portal again and send himself back to the study in Fanhua Garden.

Because of the instructions before, the study room was as quiet as a quiet valley, and the firewood that had been burned into charcoal was left with only a faint fire.

"Adela! Are you outside?"

Ma Long shouted.

"I'm here, Master."

Before Ma Long's voice fell, the door of the study was pushed open, and Adella walked in from outside.

"I asked to prepare clothes and small gifts, are you ready?"

Ma Long continued to ask.

After supper last night, when Adela said that tomorrow was after Holy Grace. Malone, who had completely forgotten about this due to the earthquake, urgently told Adela to prepare some special clothes and exquisitely packaged small gifts.

"Young Master, the clothes you want are ready, but there is no time to prepare other gifts besides candy, so I could only take the maid and the cook to sew more than 400 colorful small cloth bags that can be tied. Then I spread the candy into these cloth bags. Then I went to the city and sold a thousand pairs of colorful cotton socks, a pair of socks and two candies to pack them."

Although he didn't sleep all night last night, Adella, who was still energetic, answered truthfully.

"Thank you for your hard work Adela!"

Malone held Adela's hand, looked at Adela tenderly for a few seconds, and then kissed Adela's cherry lips again.

...

Dingling, Dinglingling—

Half an hour after Malone talked with Adella, a very strange sled car appeared at the door of Hope Primary School, which had turned white due to the snowfall all night.

This sled car was not pulling a snow dog or a frost wolf that was hard to tame, but a tall reindeer with four tall reindeer hanging under their necks that couldn't help but make a crisp ringtone.

On the sled car, there were three strange-looking people wearing red hats and red gloves, red clothes and red shoes, and a white beard hanging on their chin.

If you look carefully, you can see clearly that the three of them have the tallest one in the middle, and the two shorter ones next to them are clearly girls, especially behind the youngest ones. From time to time, there will be a sapphire blue fluffy tail sweeping around.

What is even more strange is that behind these three people dressed in strange ways, there are dozens of tall red pockets with white ropes tied tightly with their mouths.

"This is the Hope Primary School run by Malone Liszt. If the relevant personnel of the school are not allowed to enter, they need to register if they must enter... Who are you? What do you want to do when you come to our school?"

The guard of Hope Primary School, who was originally staying in the doorman to keep warm, ran out in a thick felt coat, and he faithfully performed his duties as a guard.

"I am Nasirdin Avanti, and they are my assistants. We are here to give the children a gift of Holy Grace."

The tall red-robed and white-bearded man who was driving replied like this.

"Nasilding-Afanti?" The doorman of Hope Primary School, who was shrinking his neck because of the cold, showed a puzzled expression: "Do I know you? Why do I feel like I have heard of this name somewhere?"

"You have certainly heard of the name of the messenger Avanti."

Sitting on the right side of the tall red-clothed red-clothed red-mouthed man with golden eyes, the slightly shorter white-clothed red-mouthed man with golden eyes. The interface said this.

"Afanti, the messenger of disaster?" The guard of Hope Primary School, who shrank his neck, blinked twice, then he suddenly widened his eyes and stretched out his right index finger to point at the tall white-clothed red beard, and exaggeratedly shouted: "Ah! You, you, you...you are the messenger of disaster Afanti, who says whoever has a heart disease will undoubtedly die!"

Yes, the guard of Hope Primary School has already remembered that there was a period of time in the first two months. The "Disaster Messenger Afanti" was very popular in Baisha City. Some people said that the Disaster Messenger Afanti was out of spirit and did not punish evil and promote good everywhere. Some people said that the Disaster Messenger had a bad temper and even had a dragon with a bad temper... But among the many different opinions, there is another ability that the Disaster Messenger Afanti must have in all legends. That is, the Disaster Messenger Afanti said that whoever has a heart disease will have a heart disease, and even the inferior half werewolves who will not have a heart disease cannot be spared.

Therefore, after understanding that he pointed his finger at the disaster messenger Afanti, he seemed to have absolutely violated the Hope Primary School guard who had a very bad temper, and after subconsciously exclaiming, his face turned pale. He did not want to die in the line of duty because of a heart attack.

"Please go, please don't let me have a heart attack. I am definitely not a bad person. I have never done anything like murder and arson! My family has to raise an eighty-year-old mother and an eight-year-old daughter, and in the middle, I also have to support my wife and sister-in-law. They all count on my salary as a guard..."

The guard of the primary school school who was so scared that he tried to ask the messenger Afan to let him go.

This poor guard even forgot to consider whether the visitor who drove a reindeer sled and wore a very cool red dress and red gloves was the question of the legendary disaster messenger Afanas.

"Don't worry, today is Holy Grace. I will not let anyone have heart disease, because it is a great disrespect to the great glorious Lord. Because today I am - Saint, Birth, Old, Man."

Fortunately, the tall messenger of disaster, dressed in white and red beard, was not as inviolable as the guard thought. Instead, after waving his hands generously, he said the words that were not criticized by the messenger of disaster.

"Oh, praise the great Lord of Glory!" The poor guard never praised the Lord of Glory as piously as he was now, but after confirming that life was free of worries, his attention was quickly attracted by another thing: "What is Santa Claus?"

"Santa Claus gave gifts to everyone in the name of Christmas."

The tall white-clothed and red-bearded messenger, or Santa Claus, snapped his fingers dullly while talking, so the smallest butt on the other side of him, with half a fluffy blue foxtail exposed behind him, untied a large pocket as if he was ordered and took out a bulging colored sock from the big pocket. She jumped off the sled cart pulled by the reindeer and stuffed the bulging socks into the doorman's hand.

"Happy Greed, Mr. Kusai Hussein Tikrit." said the tall white-clad red-bearded messenger. Then he said in a commanding tone: "Please open the door, we will rush to distribute the gifts to the children in the school."

"Ah? Oh, oh... I'll open the door now! Open the door now!"

Although I really wanted to ask more questions, I don’t know why after listening to the tall white-clothed and red-bearded disaster messenger, the only thought left in the poor guard’s mind was to open the door quickly.

"No? According to the school's regulations, I have to let them register first before they can be put into the school? And this guy said he was a disaster messenger, how could I believe he was a disaster messenger? And how could he know my name?"

As he watched the reindeer sled cart drive into the school and turn to the dormitory building built on the orphanage, the school guard who had just been dizzy and opened the door was blown by the cold wind and finally reacted with a trembling reaction.

However, looking at the deer footprints and sled marks left by the reindeer sled car on the ground. Looking at the thick colorful socks and gifts in her hand, the guard hesitated for a long time and finally said to himself: "It should be fine, it should be fine. He said that he was not a messenger of disaster today but Santa Claus. Who dared to deceive people in the name of Lord of Glory..."

While talking to himself, the doorman turned over the bulging socks he had just obtained with frostbite hands. So he saw another sock and two candies wrapped in oil paper.

"Give the socks to my wife at night, and the candy to my daughter and sister-in-law... Hey, they must be very happy, right?"

The guard grinned and showed a simple and sly smile.

Naturally, the guard began to think of this question in his mind - at this time next year, will the Santa Claus, who claims to be Nasirdin Avanti, come to the school to send Christmas gifts?

"Young Master, the doorman just now was too irresponsible. He didn't even insist that you abide by the principle that you must register if you are not an insider in the school."

The guard didn't know that he had already driven out of his sight to pull the sled. The slightly short-sized Santa Claus assistant disguised as a man was also talking about him.

"It's okay Adela, he was just affected by the energy of his mind."

There is no doubt that the person who calls himself Santa Nasilding Afanti may only be the eldest master of the Flower Garden, our Marlon Liszt.

With the surge in the spirit energy spring after eating the golden apple, Ma Long finally discovered that he would always "supply" some spiritual energy in his words without consciousness.

The dispersed spiritual energy of people with firm minds or long-term relationships does not have much impact on ordinary people with firm minds, but for ordinary people with less firm minds, these unconscious mental energy will affect their final judgment to a considerable extent.

Ma Long tried to control the words and effects of his mind's energy. After all, using this method to make ordinary people do things according to his requirements is no essential difference from Adella's use of her natural succubus charm ability to charm others.

Unfortunately, Adella can control her natural charm ability, but Ma Long cannot control the impact of his spiritual energy on others.

This situation forced Ma Long to sigh in his heart. No wonder the psychic warlock is very uncomfortable in this world. If I were to do this, it would accidentally affect the judgment ability of ordinary people. It would be easy to be uneasy and afraid by ordinary people who finally noticed abnormalities, and then be attacked or expelled by everyone!

"Young Master is getting more and more powerful!"

Fortunately, unlike ordinary people's ideas, Adela was full of joy about this situation where her young master's mental ability became stronger.

Ma Long shook his head impatiently, and then landed his doting eyes on the little fox girl who was doing on the other side of him: "Cute Miss Ami, even if sending gifts to others is a very interesting thing, you can't wag your tail anymore. In front of you is the school's playground. If you don't hide your tail well, it will be easy for everyone to discover your true identity."

Ma Long, who had a strong look of pampering eyes, said so.

After hearing Ma Long's words, the little fox girl flashed her big sapphire blue eyes twice, then she was embarrassed to spit out her pink lilac tongue at Ma Long, and after carefully hiding her fluffy fox tail.

Turning his head and checking again, it was confirmed that there was no problem. The little fox girl, with excited eyes, fell to the large playground of Hope Primary School, which was not far away. The playground of Hope Primary School was filled with snow. The snow attracted the orphanage children who had just experienced the earth. She played snowball fights and made snowmen on the playground or simply rolled around like a cub in the snow.

The arrival of the reindeer sled car full of Christmas gifts easily attracted the attention of the children who were playing crazy on the playground. Some curious babies who were more curious than Schrödinger had already run to the side of the sled car. They either raised their necks and looked at the car, or looked at the majestic reindeer with bells hanging around their necks with little stars.

"Happy Greedy, little guys!"

Malone, who stopped the sled and disguised himself as Santa Claus, attracted the curious baby's gaze with such a loud laugh, then snatched a large pocket full of gifts with his back hand, took out a bulging colored sock from it, leaned over and handed it to a little girl near him by the carriage.

"No! Our Principal Ma Long has a school motto, saying that children cannot accept things from strange and strange uncles casually."

Unfortunately, Ma Long didn't see what he wanted to see. The little girl actually sent him a gift and stuffed it back, and said such a sentence that even Ma Long himself couldn't remember when the school motto he said.

"I'm not a blame uncle, I'm a Santa Claus who specializes in giving gifts to children."

Ma Long, whose mouth was a little twitching, said, fortunately there was a big beard of Santa Claus on his face, otherwise his face would have been no longer sluggish, and he was regarded as a strange uncle by the student who admired him...

"Don't believe it. Our Principal Ma Long said that the evil monster uncle will not take the initiative to admit that he is the monster uncle."

The little girl shook her head into a rattle. Her eyes looked at Ma Long with only one meaning - I have seen through you! Evil monster uncle!

Well, Ma Long felt that he was in tears again, because he found that his spiritual energy could not even affect this little girl movie.

At this time, the little fox girl who was originally quietly staying in the carriage jumped out of the carriage, and then sent another bulging colored sock to the little girl who had already determined that Ma Long was an evil monster uncle.

"Are you weirdo too?"

The little girl looked at the little fox girl who gave the gift to her in confusion, and then asked.

The little fox girl who couldn't speak shook her head left and right.

"Then, are you Santa Claus who gives gifts?"

The little girl asked again.

This time, Aimi tapped her chin gently.
To be continued...