Abigail didn't understand why he should support the war on Dragon Island, where there were a large number of troops from the Arcane Empire, magicians, and a regional bishop who went there, would be killed in secret.

Although she trusts the power of the goddess very much, the magicians of the Arcane Empire are too terrifying.

Medilly nodded slightly and said, "You are pretty enough..."

"Do you mean I'm very brainless?" Abigail was angry.

"Okay, can you figure out what I said today and talk about your wisdom." Medilly didn't plan to continue talking. She pointed to the distance, and Qiu Xuanji was laughing.

"Sir, magic is indeed extremely wonderful. Although it is not as good as Taoist techniques and cannot even be considered common, but when it comes to communication, it seems like a one-on-one has been opened..."

"The Road to Law."

"Yes, this is what I admire. The Death Mist Electric Chain is much weaker than the Daomen's electric spells, but the casting conditions are so simple. With my true energy stock, it doesn't feel difficult to release a hundred of them. Even such a weak spell still makes me feel the power of the law."

Xia Hexin said, weak?

I used to think so, but at the end of my magic practice, who is much better than who?

Perhaps in an unknown universe, there are extremely powerful magicians in a certain world, who are even more cruel than the legendary god-level mages, and even the gods cannot compare to them.

"Then you can create this magic scroll independently now. Together, we can create as much as we can. Let's go around the volcano and destroy the forest bit by bit. Let's draw the scrolls and let them both release them. I see what else can the elves in the volcano?"

What can the elves do? Xia He discovered their weaknesses, drained firewood from the cauldron, and destroyed the forest.

The Death Mist Electric Chain, if released with a scroll, can cover a range of 200 meters wide and 100 meters deep at a time. Xiahe pursues the most economical magic power and calculates the optimal solution.

Xia He had a month, and he started to create scrolls with Qiu Xuanji on the periphery of the volcano. When Medierli and Abigail were idle, they built houses for them. The two of them lay alchemy slabs, rested for a while before drawing the scrolls.

Xia He doesn't pursue how fast he is, and the drawing speed has always been twice that of Qiu Xuanji.

In other words, when Qiu Xuanji draws one picture, he draws two chapters. Qiu Xuanji keeps speeding up, and in the end he can't bear the consumption of his spiritual power, so he has to give up competing with Xia He.

Xia He knew very well that if a Taoist priest was not better than him, he would not be able to do things for you with peace of mind.

He also has such arrogance, even more than that.

So he had to suppress Qiu Xuanji and let Medilly suppress him. Even if a person is not bad, he still has a temper. How could you cooperate with a group of weak chickens with peace of mind?

After building the house, Medielli and Abigail got free again. They gathered two hundred scrolls, and they went nearby to release them and destroyed the forest. When they came back, Xia He and Qiu Xuanji did not even draw fifty scrolls, so they could only wait slowly.

Abigail was bored and said to Medielli: "Can you still drink your wine?"

"No." Medilly's answer was always so exquisite.

"Please, Medielli. After drinking your wine, I feel that my wine is not strong enough and tasteless."

“Get the recipe.”

“Swap recipes?”

"No, exchange the recipe for wine." Medilly said with confidence.

"Okay." Abigail's answer made Medielli's eyelids jump. This guy is finally smart?

Abigail really told the recipe to Medilly. The quality of her wine is either bad, but the difference between her wine and Medilly is the taste. Abigail was drunk once and never forgets it. She also knew that if she could not get drunk, she would feel better.

Medilly smiled and said to Abigail: "You are smart. After you drink this wine for a while, you can always find the recipe by yourself. So it's equivalent to using your recipe and changing my recipe, and I have to supply you with free for a while."

"So, am I taking advantage?"

"The teacher said that taking a loss means taking advantage."

"Who will we share with you?" Abigail said disapprovingly. She agreed to this deal with the mentality of being cheated. She just got unexpected surprises. She didn't want to be cheated about others.

"Abigail, remember to suffer more losses in front of me."

"Okay." Abigail replied pitifully.

"But you are not allowed to pretend to be pitiful, my district bishop."

Medilly took out one of her wine pots and threw them to Abigail and said, "These are almost enough for you to understand the recipe. Every time you drink one-tenth of the first time you eat, it will not sleep for so long. It is probably a few hours of sleep, and you can wake up immediately when you encounter danger."

Abigail carefully packed the wine pot and prepared to talk about it when he was resting in the evening.

"Master Knight, after we go back, we won't teach students in the north, right?" Abigail was a little worried. If he stayed in the Tenth Magic Academy, it would be not only boring, but also quite dangerous.

"How is that possible? Even if adults want to, others will not agree."

"When I think about it now, I'm also funny, and I want to go back to Storm Corner." Abigail said resentfully.

"You can't bear to leave unless my adults go back."

"Yes," Abigail admitted frankly, accepting Medilly's joke. Medilly couldn't help but look at the regional bishop carefully. Abigail was plump and dressed heavily now, with soft armor and magic wings on his body, and a battle robe covered.

The main reason is that this face is so beautiful that I don’t know how adults can tolerate it.

Doesn’t he like women? Then why do he have a special liking for Ovilia?

An excuse? Conceal? Or is Ovilia a man?

"Why do you think of me like that?" Facing Medielli's aggressive gaze, Abigail was a little uneasy. When a sword cultivator looked at someone, it felt like a knife rubbing against your throat.

"It's nothing, I just think Freya is so good. I dare to kill Ovilia."

"Don't talk nonsense, I don't have this idea!" Abigail waved his hand hard.

"I know you are timid, I mean, Freya is amazing, she knows the consequences. How many people in the world can choose to face it even though they know the ending?"

Abigail was suddenly shocked by Medielli's words. Yes, who in this world can do it?

If you choose Asla, if you are a moth flying into a fire, what kind of posture will you rush up? Should you linger outside the lampshade, or hit hard, hit your head and run out of blood, and then go to ashes.

Perhaps it is worse than a moth to the fire. How can I know the goddess's thoughts?

He pestered Asra, hoping that Asra would give him a solution, but Asra was not what he wanted. What could he do? Will he fight against the goddess?

What is this reason? Why did I let Asra fight against the goddess?

Moreover, why did I suddenly have this idea? This is disrespect for the goddess.

If you are disrespectful to God, why should you still be a bishop? How could you become a pope?

Under Abigail Khan, Medilli didn't allow her to think too much, so she patted her head. Abigail couldn't avoid Medilli's hand, and she suddenly felt lost and was confused. When she looked up and saw the sky, the goddess of wealth glared at her. Abigail screamed and a golden light shot out of her hand.

No!

When Abigail saw the goddess shattering, he realized that it was his magic, and everything he had just had was fantasy.

"Do you know, if you go to Dragon Island, you don't have to make a choice so early. I'm very sorry to follow my adult. With me by my side, you can't allow someone with half-heartedness to be there." Medielli said gloomyly, pressing her hand behind Abigail. She didn't know when she changed her position, and she was in the corner of Abigail's attack.

"I……"

"Freya dares to kill Ovilia, guess, do I dare to kill you?"

Abigail language, Medilly should be Asra's first student and most precious disciple, and the importance in Asra's heart is unquestionable. Just look at the speed of Medilly's progress, you will know how much effort Asra has put into her.

"Medilly, it's not that I don't want to. My relationship with the goddess is much more complicated than you know."

"She is your mother god?"

"How do you know!"

"You don't have the attitude towards her like an ordinary believer. You don't have any respect for other believers. Unless your relationship with her is a relationship between the mother god and the child, it doesn't make sense."

"I was not made by her, I was saved by her, using her original power."

"So you can't choose?"

"yes."

"Then you are wrong, Abigail." Medilly looked at her with innocent eyes and said, "My lord can conquer the goddess of wealth, so you don't have to make any choice."

"You...receive me for this, right?"

"I don't know, I guess this is the idea."

Abigail was in a state of dismay, and then he heard Medielli say again: "What's the matter? It's not about killing her, it's just that he's determined."

"What's the meaning?"

"Why should humans be restricted by gods?"

"How do I know?"

"You can accept that humans restrict the gods, right?"

Abigail didn't know how to refute it, and what Medilly said made sense.

"Are you going to kill me?" Abigail asked, giving up the counterattack, relaxing his whole body and asking.

"Of course not, I'm just afraid that you will lose control. The adults have never thought of dealing with you. Many believers will go wild when their faith collapses. It is said that it is quite terrible."
Chapter completed!