Through the dark glass window, Luo Yu stared at the light of the torch that was blown by the wind on the street outside. The redeemed people patrolled the streets back and forth. After nightfall, the temperature dropped and a thin layer of frost was condensed outside the window. There was a warm light inside the window, and the dark glass reflected the mother's serious face:

"You must leave this place immediately and draw a relationship with the Aboriginal people. If you leave, they cannot infer from that video that you are guilty if you leave."

"Father, mother, but you are here too. Do you think we have violated the Stargate Declaration?"

The lady shook her head: "But the key to things is not what we think, but what others will think."

"...but you know, we're doing the right thing."

"We can understand your difficulties, but do you think people outside will believe your words?"

"I don't care what they think," Luo Yu looked at the two of them and lowered his head. "Father, mother, I am following your path to become the caller-but not because of compulsion, but because I voluntarily. Because I know what you are pursuing... When I was young, you were my idols, and until today."

"I hope to be your pride, but is your pride really that way? There is never a shortage of geniuses in this world, nor is there those star-studded people. The elites of the Great Guild are always there. But..."

"Father, mother...I just want to pursue the same path as you. The heroes in my mind, I hope to one day reflect them into reality. I will always remember all this because it is the most precious thing you give me," he raised his head and stared at the two with a dark look: "So, please allow me to be willful once."

The lady opened her mouth slightly and looked at her child, "This is not the first time you are willful, do you still remember?" She closed her mouth slowly, turned around, and a heavy light flashed in her eyes, "Since we met your captain, you have been less and less obedient to us. One day, I have to argue with him."

Luo Yu lowered his head and thought that his leader would be speechless by his mother and sweating profusely, he couldn't help but feel a little funny. He looked at his mother secretly, but he heard a hint of looseness from the other party's tone. The lady looked at him silently, then looked at his husband next to him:

"I originally thought this person was here to convince you with me, but I didn't expect it to be a double act... Humph, let me go with you. In your opinion, I'm probably a villain. But if you cause any trouble, don't forget who indulged it, just ask him to take responsibility."

"Wait, my dear wife, I didn't say a word, so what's wrong with me-"

"Do you think I'm old and my mind is no longer clear?" The lady glared at the latter, threw down the words, turned around and left.

Luo Yu's father watched his wife walk away, then sighed, turned around and gave him a thumbs up: "I thought the person in this world who could convince your mother has not appeared yet, but he is worthy of being my son."

"What do you do?"

"Don't worry, your mother is just a stingy mouth and a stingy heart. Your mother and I have been married for decades. We are afraid of this. At worst, we can just sleep on the sofa for a few more days?" He patted his son's shoulder: "If you put down the big talk, just do it well. 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."

...

"Sir, this is undoubtedly a rebellion."

"I think we have to not only show our attitude, but also send a small army. It doesn't take too much, just let people see which side we are on. Of course, of course we are on His Majesty the King's side, but this does not mean that we should ignore allies, let alone aren't the Saint Selected people also the Prime Minister and His Majesty's allies?"

"We must prevent rebellion before it happens. Only when His Majesty the King asks us can answer without hesitation. We will destroy all threats to the kingdom, even if they are a little bit, in the bud. We are different from those officials in the south. We are loyal to the royal family, loyal to His Majesty, and loyal to the Prime Minister."

The consul Greyne-Teston stood silently beside the fireplace, letting the flames rising in the fireplace outline the silhouette of his thick chin. The marquis squinted his eyes and stared at the inner minister in front of him, quietly watching the other party's lip and tongue, chattering endlessly, rubbing the flame-patterned stone rings on his hand with one hand.

Then he used one sentence to make the other party speechless: "For example, the Crow Claw Temple?"

The cold sweat on the inner minister's head suddenly appeared. In the middle of winter, he took out his handkerchief and wiped the sweat and said, "Great, lord, the gods belong to the gods, the majesty belong to the kingdom, and the kingdom belong to the kingdom, this has nothing to do with each other. There is not only one Aidan in the kingdom, and there is a boundary between the divine power and the world."

"I hope this boundary is clear," replied the Marquis, his eyes crossing the guy and looking at the people standing behind him, his voice looking a little low: "You don't have to play these tricks in front of me, don't test my attitude like this, and I don't care how much they charge. If you want me to do things, then what benefits can I get?"

The people in the shadows walked out and looked at each other. They were wearing the uniforms of the Union officials, and there was no concealment - the Union has been investing in its relationship with the consul, which is known to everyone. "Mr. Consul, what he said before was exactly what we asked," the leader said straight to the point, "If you are willing to help us, we can at least promise this number after the matter is done-"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! He stretched out a slap and compared it.

The Marquis narrowed his eyes and was silent for a while, "I will convert one-third of the money into gold in your place."

Several people looked at each other again, and they all saw the joy in their eyes, but they still looked puzzled: "This... I'm afraid there will be some trouble in operation..."

"If not, forget it."

"Wait, Mr. Consul," the man said quickly, "It's just a little trouble, but it's not impossible. We just want to ask, why do you do this?"

"People always have to find some retreat for themselves," replied the Marquis. "When the disaster star arrives, who knows what the power of this world has the meaning? You will never think that I agree to implement the plan of the Crow Claw Temple for the little money you provide?"

The man was not angry but happy: "Mr. Consul, we can help you find a legal way to our world."

"That would be better," the Marquis nodded, "Then we have completed the deal, and I hope we will continue to cooperate in the future."

"As you wish," the man turned around and cursed insufficiency. It was completely different from the difficulty of mobilizing funds in this world and mobilizing funds in the real world, but in order to maintain the relationship between them, he understood that he could only respond.

Fortunately, once the other party boarded this line, it was at least completely tied to their ship. The alliance has invested so much here. Isn’t it just for this purpose that it has finally reached half of it. He exchanged a look with the others, and a hint of pride flashed in his eyes:

The military does not help, but they have their own ways. Those old antiques do not know how to act in another world and do not give enough benefits to the indigenous people. How could they be willing to tie them to you? Look at other countries, the unrestrained capital groups will not talk about benevolence, righteousness and morality in this matter. They have long used money to open the way to conquer these immortal empires and kingdoms.

Only when they put aside those people can they let go of their hands and feet to do things. The super competition in the third division has already reached the time to be neither broken nor established.

Of course, the first thing to be rectified is those who are unsubmissive to the rules and regulations.

A trace of fierce light flashed in his eyes. He first took the emergency in Gray Owl Town. Who told these people to be the first to be the first to be a good person? He had to admit that he was unlucky. Among those people, there were people who were looking for by Flor's descendants. It was probably not difficult to mobilize funds from the real world - this was a good thing that killed two birds with one stone.

A slight noise suddenly came from behind. At first, no one cared about it, but suddenly, a low voice called everyone behind: "Wait a moment."

They turned around unexpectedly and looked at the person who called them.

The consul put one hand on the messaging crystal on the desk, and looked in this direction with a dazed expression: "...I'm afraid, you can't leave this place for the time being."

"What's going on?"

But the Marquis did not answer their words, but raised his head and looked out the window with a complicated expression.

In the dark night sky, a beam of bright light was descending from the clouds and hanging straight into the lower city of Elpaxin, reflected in everyone's eyes, shining brightly.

...

Priest Stevellsz held a rosary and was staring at the situation in front of him in a daze.

It hasn't been a scene like this since the Battle of Byrne?

A strong inspiration was responding to the goddess' statue, "This is..." The old priest widened his eyes and stood up tremblingly in disbelief. He didn't care about his old cold legs for many years, struggled to open the drawer with the sutra table in front of the celestial, and found a silver-plated short sword from it.

His apprentice was running out of the meditation room in panic, shouting, "Teacher, is this...!?"

"quiet!"

Stewilz priest held the holy objects of war in both hands and shouted at his incompetent apprentice, which scared the latter to stand still. But the old priest held the short sword with some trembling trembling and looked up at the dome of the temple. The pressure not only did not weaken, but increased.

The inspiration that even your apprentice can feel is this intensity...

What's going on?

The old priest took a deep breath:

"Praise justice, courage and justice-"

The goddess shows her holy.

Outside the shrine, residents were watching the divine light hanging from the clouds from all levels of Elpahin, like a pure holy flame, pointing straight towards the direction of the downtown area.

Traville Grand Church—

The bells rang in the hall, and a group of subordinates rushed out of the back hall, staring at the goddess's statue with a ray of light, a beam of white light penetrated straight from the dome. Archbishop Chester stood with a long body, and the choir was chanting the hymn:

"Care may your name be praised, and righteousness and integrity are praised."

"O Supreme Shelter, the soul of the brave, the sword-holder of the Lambs—"

"We would like to recite your name loudly, ma'am, the executor of the war, please protect you and me."

The two magnificent doors on the side of the hall opened with a loud bang. A group of knights in snow-white armor were holding sharp swords and war halberds, and rows of priests in the hall retreated one after another, all looking at this scene in shock:

"The Knight of God!"

The leader of the Knight took a step forward and read to everyone in a stern and fair voice:

"The oracle has arrived-"

"From now on, no one shall leave the hall one step, and the temple shall be temporarily taken over by us."

In the consul's mansion, the marquis was looking at the serious face on the messenger crystal with a blue and white complexion. The other party almost gave an order, and said to him in a polite tone: "What is happening in the town of Gray Owl is a matter between the temple and the temple. I hope the consul can immediately issue an announcement to correct the previous mistakes."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! "We hope that the consul will maintain an impartial attitude in this war. There are eyes watching everything you have done. The goddess does not want her believers to be treated unfairly. The consul, do you understand what we mean?"

If anyone else talked to him like this, the Marquis would immediately leave and ignore the other party's unreasonable requests. But he had already distinguished the origin of these people through the gorgeous armor on the other party's body - the Knights of the Gods.

This is not a proprietary title for a certain order of gods—but refers to those who are the most steadfast and closest to God—they are God’s warriors.

Sweat gradually appeared on his face, and the oil was shiny, and he wiped his sleeves with his visual scrutiny. He knew what the answer was, or no, but was he qualified to represent that Cowlin-Ishurien supported one of the gods and involved the kingdom in a war between the temple.

God's Battle—

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 head of the knight replied slowly, "The other side of the battle in the town of Gray Owls seemed to be the Temple of Claws-or, when did Kaurin-Ishurien stand with the Temple of Claws? Then, your choice is-?"

The Marquis was sweating profusely: "But..."

The Knight's voice became serious: "Sir, are you really going to get involved in this dispute? I am not just asking you, but also asking the attitude of the Kingdom of Kaurin-Ishurien."

He turned around: "This is not a war that you can afford to participate in."

Seeing this, the officials of the Super Athletic League stepped forward and said something, but in the direction where the cavalryman was staring, a light suddenly appeared in the dark night sky. At that moment, a huge sound echoed in everyone's hearts, and the strong pressure almost made them kneel to the ground.

Everyone looked out the window in a daze and saw a lush green light falling from the sky.

"Since, the Temple of Nature...?"

"Goddess Alliance!?"

The Marquis opened his mouth wide and realized what was going on. And just as he was panicking in his heart, a third light suddenly hangs in the night sky, which was a dazzling golden light column that penetrated the heaven and earth, and turned toward the third floor of Elpaxin—

Now even the officials of the alliance couldn't help but lose their voices:

“Hedeline Hall—!?”
To be continued...