Through the dark glass window, Luo Yu stared at the light of the torches on the street outside that was blown by the wind. fog. There was a warm light in the window, and the mother's somewhat serious face was reflected on the dark glass:
"You must leave this place immediately and dissociate yourself from the aborigines. Before the Super Sports Alliance has evidence to prove that you are related to this 'rebellion', if you leave, they will not be able to infer that you are guilty based on that video. .”
"Father, mother, but you are here too. Do you think we have violated the Stargate Declaration?"
The woman shook her head: "But the key is not what we think, but what other people think."
"...But you know we are doing the right thing."
"We can understand your difficulties, but do you think people outside will listen to your words?"
"I don't care what they think," Luo Yu looked at the two of them and lowered his head, "Father, mother, I followed your path and became the Chosen One - but not because of force, but of my own free will. . Because I know what you are pursuing... When I was young, you were my idols until today."
"I hope to be your pride, but is your pride really that way? There is no shortage of geniuses in this world, and there is no shortage of people with bright stars. The elites of the Grand Guild are always there. But... "
"Father, mother... I just want to pursue the same path as you. The heroes in my heart, I hope to portray them into reality one day, I want to remember all of this forever, because it is what you gave me The most precious thing." He raised his head and stared at the two of them with dark eyes: "So, please allow me to be willful for once."
The lady opened her mouth slightly and looked at her child, "This is not the first time you have been willful. Do you remember?" She slowly closed her mouth and turned back, with a deep light flashing in her eyes, " Ever since I met your captain, you have become less and less disobedient to us. One day, I will have to argue with him."
Luo Yu lowered his head and couldn't help but feel a little amused, thinking that his regimental leader would be speechless and sweating profusely after being spoken to by his mother. He secretly looked at his mother, but he heard a hint of relief in her tone. The lady looked at him silently, and then at her husband next to her:
"I originally thought that this person was here to persuade you with me, but I didn't expect that it would be a double act... Well, let you go, in your opinion I am probably a bad person. But if I cause any trouble, you Don’t forget who connived at it, just hold him accountable.”
"Wait, dear wife, I, I didn't say a word, what happened to me -"
"Do you think I'm old and my brain is no longer bright?" The lady glared at the latter, dropped these words, and turned around to leave.
Luo Yu's father watched his wife walk away, then sighed, and turned back to give him a thumbs up: "I thought the person in this world who could convince your mother hasn't appeared yet, but it's me as expected. son."
"What about you?"
"Don't worry, your mother is a talkative person. Your mother and I have been married for decades, and you are still afraid of this. The worst thing you can do is sleep on the sofa for a few more days?" He patted his son on the shoulder and said, "Put it down. If you talk big, just do it properly, what are you going to do next?"
"I don't know," Luo Yu shook his head: "But I believe he has a way. Although Ed is confused, he rarely breaks his promise. He is our leader, and I choose to trust him."
…
"Lord Archon, this is undoubtedly a rebellion."
"I think we not only need to express our attitude, but also send a small army. It doesn't need to be too much, just to let people see which side we are on. Of course, of course we are on the side of His Majesty the King, but This doesn’t mean that we should ignore our allies, besides, aren’t the Chosen Ones also allies of the Prime Minister and His Majesty?”
"We must nip rebellion in the bud. When His Majesty the King asks, we can answer without hesitation. We will nip all threats to the kingdom in the bud, even the slightest. We and Those officials in the south are different, we are loyal to the royal family, loyal to His Majesty, and loyal to the Prime Minister."
Consul Greyon Teston stood silently by the fireplace, letting the flames rising in the fireplace outline the profile of his plump chin. The Lord Marquis squinted his eyes and stared at the minister in front of him, quietly watching the other party's tricks. With lips and tongue chattering endlessly, one hand rubbed the flame-patterned stone ring on his hand.
Then he made the other party speechless with one sentence: "For example, Crow's Claw Temple?"
Cold sweat broke out on the minister's head. In the twelfth month of winter, he took out his handkerchief, wiped the sweat and said: "My lord, what belongs to the gods belongs to the gods, what belongs to your majesty belongs to your majesty, what belongs to the kingdom belongs to the kingdom, this... This has nothing to do with each other, and there is not only one Aidanlian in the kingdom. There is a line between the divine authority and the secular."
"I wish the boundaries were clearer," the Marquis replied, looking directly past this guy and looking at the people standing behind, his voice seemed a little low: "You don't have to play these little tricks in front of me. , there’s no need to test my attitude like this, and I don’t care how much money they charge. You want me to do things, so what benefits can I get?”
The people in the shadows came out and glanced at each other. They were wearing the uniforms of alliance officials, and there was nothing to hide - the alliance had been investing in the relationship with this consul, and this was already known to the world. "Mr. Consul, what he said before is exactly what we asked for," the leader said straight to the point, "If you are willing to do us this favor, we can at least promise this number after the matter is completed——"
He extended a hand and gestured.
The Marquis narrowed his eyes and was silent for a while, "I want to convert one-third of the money into your gold."
Several people looked at each other again, and they all saw the joy in their eyes, but they still looked embarrassed: "This... I'm afraid there will be some trouble in the operation..."
"If it doesn't work, forget it."
"Wait a minute, Mr. Consul," the man said quickly: "There are just some troubles, but it's not impossible. We just want to ask, why are you doing this?"
"People always have to find several escape routes for themselves," the Marquis replied: "When the disaster comes, who knows what the power of this world will mean? You will never think that I agree to implement the Crow's Claw Temple plan. Is it for the little money you provided?"
The man was not angry but happy: "Mr. Archon, we can help you find a legal way to our world."
"That's perfect," the Marquis nodded, "Then we have a deal, and I hope we can continue to cooperate in the future."
"As you wish," the man turned around and cursed secretly for being greedy. Mobilizing funds in this world and mobilizing funds in the real world are completely different difficulties, but in order to maintain the relationship, he understood I can only respond.
Fortunately, once the other party gets on this line, it is at least completely tied to their ship. Isn't it just for this purpose that the alliance has invested so much here? It seems that it has finally achieved half of it. He exchanged glances with the others, and a trace of pride flashed in his eyes:
The military people don't help, but they have their own methods. Those old antiques don't know how to behave in a different world and don't give the indigenous people enough benefits. How can they be willing to tie you up? Looking at other countries, unfettered capital groups will not talk about benevolence and morality in this matter. They have already used money to conquer these ancient empires and kingdoms.
After leaving those people behind, they can free their hands and feet to do things. The super competition in the third division has already reached the point where it cannot be broken or established.
Of course, the first thing to be punished is those free electors who are disobedient to control——
A fierce glint flashed in his eyes, so he decided to take action on the sudden incident in Gray Owl Town first. Who told these people to be the first ones, so they had no choice but to consider themselves unlucky. It just so happens that among those people there is also the person that the Descendant of Flor is looking for. Selling this favor to the Descendant of Flor and raising funds from the real world is probably not a difficult task - this is killing two birds with one stone.
Suddenly there was a slight noise behind them. No one paid attention to it at first, but suddenly, a deep voice stopped everyone from behind: "Wait a moment."
They turned around with some surprise and looked at the person who stopped them.
His Excellency the Archon placed one hand on the communication crystal on the desk and looked in this direction with a dull expression: "...I'm afraid you can't leave this place for the time being."
"what happened?"
But the Marquis did not answer their words. Instead, he raised his head and looked out the window with a complicated expression.
In the dark night sky, beams of bright light were descending from the clouds, straight into the lower city of Elpaxin, shining brightly in the eyes of everyone.
…
Priest Stewarts was holding a rosary and looking at the situation in front of him in stunned silence.
How many years had he not seen such a scene since the Battle of Byrne?
The icon of the goddess was responding to an extremely strong inspiration, "This is..." The old priest's eyes widened and he stood up tremblingly in disbelief, regardless of his cold legs that had been cold for many years. Struggling to hold on to the sutra table in front of the shrine, he opened the drawer and found a silver-plated dagger.
His apprentice was running out of the meditation room in a panic, shouting as he ran: "Teacher, is this...!?"
"quiet!"
Priest Stewarts held the war relic tightly in his hands and shouted to his incompetent apprentice, who was so frightened that he froze on the spot. But the old priest held the dagger tremblingly and looked up at the dome of the temple. Instead of weakening, the sense of pressure intensified.
Even his apprentices can feel the inspiration, this intensity...
What the hell does this happen?
The old priest took a deep breath:
"Praise for justice, courage and justice——"
The goddess appears.
Outside the temple, residents were gazing at the divine light hanging from the clouds from various levels of Elpaxin, like a pure holy flame, pointing straight in the direction of the lower city.
The Cathedral of Travers——
The bells in the hall rang, and a group of lower-level service staff rushed out from the back hall one after another. They stared dumbfoundedly at the statue of the goddess that shone brightly, and a beam of white brilliance penetrated directly from the dome. The Archbishop of Chester stood tall, holding a sacred object, while the choir sang hymns:
“May courage bless your name, may justice and integrity be praised.”
"O supreme protector, the abode of the souls of the brave, the sword-bearer of the Lambs—"
"We chant your name aloud, madam, executor of war, please bless you and me."
The two golden doors of the Pilgrim's Gate on one side of the hall opened with a bang, and a group of knights wearing snow-white armor, holding sharp swords and halberds, filed out of them in rows. All the priests in the hall retreated one after another, looking at this scene in shock:
"Sacred Knight!"
The leading knight stepped forward and read to everyone in a stern and fair voice:
"The oracle has arrived——"
"From now on, no one is allowed to leave the hall. The temple is temporarily under our control."
In the consul's residence, the Marquis was looking at the serious face on the communication crystal with his face turning blue and white. The other party said to him in an unceremonious tone, almost as if he was giving an order: "What is happening in Gray Owl Town is happening." Everything is a matter between the temple and the temple. I hope that the Archon can issue an announcement immediately to correct the previous mistakes."
"We hope that Lord Archon will maintain an impartial attitude in this war. There is a pair of eyes watching everything you do. The goddess does not want her followers to be treated unfairly. Lord Archon, may I ask you Do you understand what we mean?"
If anyone were to talk to him like this, the Marquis would immediately throw away his hand and ignore the other person's unreasonable request. But he has already identified the origin of these people through the gorgeous armor on the other party-the Guardian Knights of God.
This is not an exclusive title for the knights belonging to a certain god - it refers to those who are the most loyal and closest to God - they are the warriors of God.
Sweat gradually appeared on his face, making it shiny, and he wiped the sweat with his sleeves regardless of appearance. He knew what it meant to answer yes or no, but was he qualified to represent Corin-Ithurion in siding with one of the gods and dragging the kingdom into a war between temples? .
God War——
This incredible word echoed in the mind of the Marquis. He took a breath and replied calmly: "But, this... this is the internal affairs of the kingdom..."
"As far as I know," the knight commander replied unhurriedly: "In the battle in Gray Owl Town, the other side seemed to be the Crow's Claw Temple - or, by that time, Corin-Ithulian had already Are you siding with the Crow's Claw Temple? So, what is your choice—?"
The Marquis was sweating profusely: "But..."
The Knight Commander's voice became serious: "Lord Consul, do you really want to get involved in this dispute? I'm not just asking you, but I'm asking about the attitude of the Kingdom of Kaulin-Ithurian."
He turned back: "This is not a war you can afford to participate in."
Upon seeing this, the officials of the Super Athletic Union took a step forward to say something, but in the direction where the knight commander was looking, a light suddenly appeared in the dark night sky. At that moment, a mighty voice echoed in everyone's hearts, and the strong pressure almost made them kneel to the ground.
Everyone looked out the window dumbfounded and saw a beam of emerald green light falling from the sky.
"Self-Natural Temple...?"
"Goddess Alliance!?"
The Marquis opened his mouth wide, and then realized what happened. And just as he was panicking in his heart, a third ray of light suddenly dropped from the night sky. It was a bright golden beam of light that penetrated the sky and the earth and went down to Elpaxin's third floor——
At this time, even the officials of the alliance could not help but lose their voices:
"The Great Cathedral of Hydeline——!?"
"M...Milela?"
"...But she, hasn't she always been at odds with Malan...?"
…
Discussions in the community gradually unified the tone.
Even though it was emotionally unacceptable, most people still reached an intellectual agreement. Judging from the current situation, it was almost impossible for the new small team to survive the next disaster. Of course, people still realize that people in this small team also have a way to save themselves:
That is to stay far away from Gray Owl Town and not admit that everything there has anything to do with them.
But in this case, the redeemed will also be wiped out, and everything they promised there will become a joke. And the fate of those two sisters will probably not be the same - it is conceivable that the people in the Crow Claw Temple will never let these people go.
"But if they stay there, the result will not change. They might as well save themselves first..."
"To put it bluntly, it's just an escape. Why do you have to put it so nicely? Didn't they consider the outcome before making this decision?"
"Then they can at least take away Daielle and her sister."
"Then the lives of other people are not lives. Did you take those sisters away to leave a good name for yourself? But in my opinion, it is extremely hypocritical. Didn't the refugees end up like this because of them? "
The community is at loggerheads.
And the post that was sent out at the beginning is still hanging alone at the top of the community. The call in that post to the entire northern border - to the free electors, has still not been responded to by anyone. It is like a blank answer sheet, and no one will write an answer on it.
There are only a few sarcastic voices - whimsical, trying to drag everyone down. No one will not have the brains to respond to this call. It is just a moral kidnapping. Who would be so stupid to be taken advantage of?
But among the sarcastic voices, there was a pair of calm and rational eyes, silently watching all this through the light screen.
She twitched her long ears, flicked her fingers, and forwarded the post to one person after another.
“Have you seen it?” “It’s a little bit similar.” “But what role can it play in the first world?” “It’s just kids playing house.” “But I have to say, today’s young people are really Interesting, haha.”
"There's so much nonsense," until a voice stopped everyone's speech. The owner of that voice had a familiar ID and said: "Although it is small, it is also a kind of fire. When I took the first step in the past, didn't you also Are you supporting me behind my back?"
"Loofah, you are different."
"There's nothing different about me," the girl shook her head: "I support Sister Witch."
She paused and replied: "Sister Miya, please post."
Miya narrowed her eyes slightly, smiled, and nodded.
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