Lomea couldn't believe it.
She didn't dare to jump, didn't dare to face the abyss of faith.
She was afraid that her faith would be shattered into pieces.
Lomea tried hard to forget the miracle in front of her and tried to deny it. She tried to convince herself that there was only my king in the kingdom of heaven. It was only because Chen Yin was under her influence that she gave away her miracle. Appeared on Chen Yin.
But...how can a true believer, a dull man who sees himself as...another Lord, come under the influence of the King of Kings?
"Don't think about it...Lomaia, don't think about it...don't continue to think about it..." Lomaia said to herself.
Chen Yin slowly turned his face and looked at her.
"Lome... is it 'can't' or 'dare not'." Chen Yin asked softly.
Miss Pepper was stunned. The miracle impacted her faith. However, what made her even more heartbroken was the disappointment in Chen Yin's eyes.
"I..." Miss Pepper didn't want to face his eyes, and she didn't want to lie in front of him. She cried: "I can't believe it... I love you, but I can't believe you."
Qin Duyin'er also turned her head, and Miss Pepper saw the look of pity in her eyes again.
The elf ignored Miss Pepper. She looked at Chen Yin and whispered: "Lord, there are still fools in this world."
Fool...
This word fell into the ears of Pepper Girl, and she was immediately knocked out of her mind. Her head was dizzy. You must know that in her own eyes, these true believers are the stupid ones.
Chen Yin didn't say a word to Qin Du Yin'er's words, but said: "Lome, please take her to settle down here."
After finishing his words for a long time, Lomea came to his senses belatedly and walked over dragging his ankles.
Chen Yin stood up, stroked her head, kissed her forehead, and said softly: "Don't think too much, don't stay up all night tonight."
Qindu Yin'er didn't react at all to Chen Yin's actions. In her eyes, it was not her turn to comment on the Lord's actions.
Chen Yin turned around and asked her, "How did you recognize me?"
"I have heard the angel's prophecy. She said that you will eventually baptize me. Elves are a race that can see their own souls. When I look directly into your eyes, I can see the faith burning in my soul." Du Yin'er's speech was neither urgent nor slow, but anyone could hear her excitement.
She didn't use honorifics because there are no honorifics in Elvish. Even though she was very proficient in the Elvish language, she still couldn't change some of her habits in Elvish.
"The miracle of resurrection from the dead is the best baptism." Qindu Yin'er said, holding up Chen Yin's hand and kissing the back of it.
God and man cannot know or meet each other. 】
However, Chen Yin could see that Qindu Yin'er was blessed by the elven ancestors.
It was like they were thousands of mountains away, and they jointly bore the terrible consequences for her, and the price was heavy, just for her to know and meet him.
Chen Yin knew that the myth once described the ancestors of the elves like this:
The Lord asked the elves made of water to tell all things that this was her first birth, which meant that she would be born and die three times. 】
In other words, in the ancient times when only a few words were left, it is very likely that the elven ancestors had already made an eternal agreement with the Lord God.
"Lord, thanks to the blessings of all the elven ancestors, I can finally see you." Qindu Yin'er said with emotion.
Chen Yin stared at Qin Du Yin'er who was kneeling on one knee.
Qin Du Yin'er stopped looking directly into Chen Yin's eyes and closed her dark blue eyes. Her soul told her that the Lord's divinity transcended time at this moment, following the path of fate until the end of the elf's thousand-year life.
"I know..." God told her: "You don't need to be tested in this life, because you will never change from the moment you are born until death."
She raised her eyes and looked at Pepper Girl, the one she loved.
"But she needs it."
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If you want to set up the ceremony of walking through the Temple of Doom and the Ancient Holy City, you will need a lot of materials, some of which are not available at the Magic Academy.
But thankfully, the two rarest materials are no problem for Chen Yin.
"Blood of roses?" Kasim stood in the warehouse of the Magic Academy. He helped Chen Yin rummage through it. "It seems that I ran out of it during my last ceremony."
"Really...where did it go?" Chen Yin asked subconsciously.
Kasim glanced at Chen Yin warily, hesitated for a moment and said, "I got a manuscript not long ago and I'm currently deciphering it."
Chen Yin immediately understood and smiled knowingly.
Qasim did not understand the meaning of his smile, but he would not speak out her oracle without the permission of the god.
"And...dried raven heart, do you have this?" Chen Yin asked.
"No, no... that thing may be part of the holy priesthood of the Samdivians. They often use animals as sacrifices." Qasim said based on his impression, "What else do you need?"
"There is also powder made from the blue sword flower that grows in the deep cemetery."
"Yes...but not much." As he said that, Qasim took out a small glass bottle from the cabinet.
Chen Yin saw that there was only a thin layer inside, which was not enough.
He couldn't help but shook his head and said, "Forget it, I'll figure it out myself."
Kasim didn't say much, he just said: "If you can help me with anything, just call me. If you are short of money, I can help you."
Chen Yin looked at him and thanked him: "Thank you, Kasim. Every time I come to get materials..."
Before Chen Yin could finish his words of thanks, Qasim stared at himself and said meaningfully: "You don't have to thank me. I'm just doing this for a sacred cause. You are a member of the association. Maybe you can provide me with services in the future." Help.”
"Holy cause?"
"That's right...I can't tell you now, and not everyone can listen." Qasim unconsciously picked up the sacred painting pendant around his neck, and said with pride and reverence: "This is what the gods entrusted to me. .”
Chen Yin immediately understood what he was talking about.
"Maybe I can..." Chen Yin smiled.
"No, it's not yet time," Qasim interrupted Chen Yin, his tone mysterious and unpredictable, "When you are chosen by the gods, you can come and tell me: The time has come."
Chen Yin did not expect these words, but they were reasonable.
After taking away a few common materials, Chen Yin left the academy.
Chen Yin walked around the market but couldn't find the remaining three ingredients. Those ingredients were really rare and off-the-beaten-path.
For this reason, Chen Yin approached Babak.
"Sir...if you need those three materials to do what the Lord wants you to do..." Babak looked around, and after confirming that no one was around, he lowered his voice and said, "You should be able to find them in Kangda Town. they."
"Oh? Kangda Town?" Chen Yin asked doubtfully.
Kangda Town is a small town located on the border of the Barony. It is also one of the only two small towns in the Barony. It is much smaller than Resurrection Town. When my uncle was still alive, he mentioned that its annual taxes could only be Arm three knights.
"Yes, we have preached in Kangda Town. A few days ago, we defeated the local resident priest and borrowed... some real estate." Babak immediately added: "Of course, only the market section time."
"In other words, your missionary convoy is there."
Chen Yin knew that most of the people who believed in the Toration Temple were Shanbu people, and the priests of the Torment Temple would follow the caravans to form missionary convoys, and preach wherever the merchants went.
"Yes, so there should be the materials that adults want. We usually do some magic rituals." Babak paused, thought of something, and frowned: "But there may be a little trouble..."
"What?"
"It seems to be haunted there."
