Chapter 611 Sigrid's Southern Continent Plan
Northern Continent, the southernmost Protoss Empire.
The imperial capital of Helrom was as busy as ever, and in a private residence on the top floor of a high-rise building in the center of the city, the owner of the house seemed to be sleeping in the entire morning.
"Your Excellency the Bishop, it's time to wake up. It's already dawn."
The knock on the door by Gloria, a direct soldier, was faintly heard in Sigrid's bedroom through the corridor of the Tibetan museum.
However, after a long time, there was still no response.
Really, I can’t stand it.
Gloria, standing outside the door, sighed and shook her head, then used the spare key to open the door of Sigrid's house.
The bishop has been very busy with work in the past month, which is like being in prison. His position in the Protoss Empire is very important. There is a mountain of work waiting for Sigrid from the great sage Isis alone.
The bishop worked even harder, hoping to speed up his release from prison, finish all his affairs early and start his vacation.
Gloria felt that Sigrid couldn't get a good rest. It seemed that Sigrid's brain was more active when she was asleep than when she was awake, and her cheeks were always rosy. If Sigrid wasn't too powerful, Gloria would have worried that Sigrid would be exhausted.
Gloria thought to herself as she walked into the kitchen and began to skillfully prepare a meal for Sigrid that was either breakfast or lunch.
It was not until Gloria put the breakfast in the living room and covered it with a magic insulation device that she came to Sigrid's bedroom and found that Sigrid was still unconscious.
She rolled around on the bed, swinging her limbs at will, but she couldn't get rid of the quilt on her stomach, making Gloria unable to tell whether Sigrid was awake or taking a nap.
How old are you? This is very disrespectful, please.
Gloria wanted to complain, but finally held back.
At least now she didn't have to worry about Sigrid not being able to get married.
Then Gloria closed the door again so as not to disturb the sleeping bishop. She waited for the bishop to wake up and then told her about today's work.
Until the sun in the sky seemed to rise a little higher, and the natural light refracted through the curtains in the dim bedroom became much brighter, making the mirror begin to sparkle.
“Hmm…”
Sigrid groaned softly and twisted her body with difficulty on the bed. The soft quilt was like an embrace, making it difficult for her to leave.
It was not until she regained consciousness, opened her eyes, recalled that it was all a dream, and her memory gradually returned that she threw off the quilt and sat up.
Recently, I dream about a woman with silver hair and amber eyes every day.
And Sigrid had actually seen that woman.
"Damn it, she's really cute. I should have taken her in as my saint even if I had to force her."
Sigrid complained after she fully came to her senses.
Originally, she just admired the priestess girl who had the courage to do it with her, but now she likes her even more in her dreams every day.
I really want her to live with me in the Tibetan Pavilion and play with her in the imperial capital Helrom every day.
Looking back now, although Ranch and Hyperion could not reveal any information about that world to her in her dreams, every time Sigrid woke up, she had a vague feeling that Ranch and Hyperion were challenging the shadow world.
At the very end, Sigrid remembered that Hyperion seemed to have told her that the next time they met might be in more than ten years.
In other words, Hyperion and Lanci knew that this shadow world would continue.
So the next time the Shadow World comes, if it happens to be more than ten years after the Shadow World era, will she directly enter the Shadow World in place of Siglee?
"Hahahahaha! I wonder if Hyperion will still be willing to hug me."
Sigrid burst into laughter and rolled around on the bed.
She couldn't wait to see Hyperion discover that her favorite Sigra had become a tyrant.
"No, I want to play a trick on her. I will pretend to be another adult Siegler and continue to get along with her intimately. When she is completely unable to extricate herself from me, I will tell her the truth - you have actually been sticking with the Tyrant Catholic you hate the most for an entire shadow world!"
Sigrid plotted with delight.
She stepped off the bed and yawned on the soft carpet.
Go wash your face, comb your hair, tidy up your appearance, and then start a new day's work.
"I really envy the Ice Witch Artemis. With the Chief Judge coming from the north to take over her job, she can go to the southern continent to enjoy her annual vacation early. I wonder how much fun she has every day now."
Sigrid felt that the Church of the Goddess of Fate was more friendly, and the relationships between bishops were quite good, unlike the Church of the Resurrection where people were always suspicious of each other. Unfortunately, Sigrid did not like the rules and regulations of the Church of the Goddess of Fate, and she liked to have her thoughts clear.
Although she felt exhausted from work and dreaming over the past month, she felt that she could not slack off when she thought of her Son, who was also a good role model who was very enthusiastic about work.
Be down-to-earth and work hard.
Sigrid reflected on herself.
Walking out of the bedroom, what comes into view is the spacious and bright corridor and collection hall.
Every piece is exquisite and luxurious, from the carefully selected artwork to the custom furniture, all selected by her personally.
It was not until she arrived at the main hall, where the air was filled with a faint scent of incense, that she saw her direct soldier Gloria replacing the flowers in the white porcelain vase for her.
"Good morning, Gloria."
"It should be good afternoon, your Excellency the Bishop."
Gloria corrected.
"Oh, it's already past eleven o'clock."
Sigrid glanced at the clock on the wall and realized how late it was.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
"I have basically arranged the new high priests from the Southern Continent who have come to our side. Please see if there are any adjustments that need to be made."
Gloria placed a document on the lowboard within easy reach of Sigrid.
"Thank you for your hard work. I'm glad to have you."
Sigrid smiled at Gloria.
In her most difficult moments, Gloria always stayed with her and was her sweetheart.
Some time ago, she received the talents sent to her by the Son of God. Each of them was an elite trained personally by the Bishop of Destruction in the Southern Continent. After reading the letter of introduction written by the Son of God, Sigrid was stunned for a long time.
It was like helping her to dig up half of the great priests of the destruction branch! Although Sigrid had only a few exchanges with the bishops on the southern continent, she remembered that the Bishop of Destruction, Ivanos, had a very bad temper and was a complete lunatic.
"Fortunately, Lanqi left her with most of the great priests, as well as the saints and sons. Otherwise, if the Bishop of Destruction became a commander without troops, he would probably go crazy."
Sigrid sighed.
Although the combined combat power of all the subordinates of a branch cannot defeat the bishop himself, a normally functioning group system, if only the strongest leader is left, will have some loopholes, and may even be harmed by familiar people. For example, the other bishops of the southern continent, even if they have a good relationship with the Bishop of Destruction Ivanos on the surface, in fact, any of the brutal guys stabbing each other will not surprise Sigrid.
"Your Excellency the Bishop, Wilford should have received the letter you sent him soon."
Gloria, a direct soldier, packed up the bouquet and turned around to ask.
She also now knew that Rocky McCarthy's real name was actually Lanky Wilford.
As the closest confidant of the Catholic Church, he would hear the bishop mention that name over and over again every time he chatted with him.
Because the Archbishop of Destruction that Lanqi sent to him brought him a private letter in addition to the official letter of recommendation, the Bishop quickly wrote back to Lanqi and sent it to her by a professional messenger who crossed the sea route between the north and south continents.
It was a piece of antique-style letter paper that had been fumigated with incense and written on with brand new ink. Gloria had never seen the bishop write a letter so seriously.
As it turned out, the bishop's literary talent was unexpectedly good. It turned out that she was very good at writing letters.
"Well, my vacation is just around the corner! In a few days I can set off to the southern continent's Hutton Kingdom to find the Cat Boss Restaurant!"
Sigrid grinned and gave Gloria a scissors sign.
Now that the alliance between the Protoss Empire and the Aethertalan Kingdom has been formed, the northern continent, at least the southern coast, has become much more stable than before, and only the final finishing work remains.
The Son of God left a clear address, so she would definitely not get lost when she arrived in Ikerit. Even if she couldn't find the Cat Boss Restaurant, she could just ask someone on the nearby street, and maybe she would even meet an old acquaintance wandering around.
"By the way, the Holy Son has told you that there is a Miss Talia in the Southern Continent who looks exactly like the great poet Miss Lanfu. You must not make a mistake and suddenly hug her and do something to her."
Gloria thought for a moment and reminded.
Whenever the majestic bishop mentioned the Son of God, he seemed like a different person, just like a willful girl, which made Gloria very worried.
"Don't worry. How could I mistake the Holy Son's natal card? He lent me that card to defeat Asksan. Have you forgotten the desperate battle with the Bishop? Besides, I'm an eighth-rank warrior. I can recognize the aura of the Great Love Poet even if it turns to ashes."
Sigrid spread her hands and talked to herself nonchalantly.
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